Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 12: Don't mess with those who can tell fortunes. This is the rule of the underworld.
The Minjiang River has been closed. This is big news for people in the south of the Yangtze River recently.
I heard that in order to cooperate with the imperial court to capture the wanted criminal, the Sishui Gang prepared to investigate along the way.
The so-called road closure does not mean that the road is not passable , but that there are many restrictions on traveling. Not only people have to be checked, but even the transported goods have to be carefully inspected.
There is no need to elaborate on how much time this will take; you can understand it just by looking at the densely packed crowds on the river bank.
Such a move is naturally a pressure for the Sishui Gang. Not only will the daily cargo volume be much less, but the money coming in and the external reputation will also be damaged.
It has to be said that Heng Liancheng spent a lot of money to search for Li Si this time.
But he also knew how difficult it was to catch Li Si.
He met Li Si once ten years ago.
At that time, he was still the deputy leader of the Sishui Gang, and he followed the previous leader to attend the funeral of a famous figure in the southeastern martial arts world.
In the martial arts world, the funeral of a martial arts master is a very serious matter, especially when a master only dies every few decades.
It was supposed to be a very solemn occasion, but with the sound of a wine glass being broken, the funeral scene was disrupted.
It turned out that the enemy of that famous figure hired people to cause trouble.
This kind of despicable behavior is extremely despicable even for someone like Heng Liancheng who came from a bandit family.
However, there were several top-notch fighters among the masked men who came to cause trouble, and he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only remain silent.
Just when everyone thought that the funeral could not be held, Li Si arrived.
To this day, Heng Lianchengdu still remembers the scene when the man in white robe walked in from outside the door.
The figure was floating, as if a fairy was coming on the wind.
With his feet on the blue sky and his robes fluttering, several top-notch fighters were thrown out by a pair of white jade hands and fell outside the door without their weapons.
What was Li Si here for? Heng Liancheng remembered that he seemed to be here for a drink as invited.
No one knew whose invitation he had made, but he only drank one glass of wine and left with the troublemakers, leaving the guests and the host in silence.
Heng Liancheng has never wanted to be an enemy of Li Si .
Let’s not talk about the difference in kung fu between the two.
Yu Qing, himself was originally a bandit, and he had some favorable impression of Li Si, who was of the same type.
What's more, Li Si's thief has always been an admired figure among the green forest.
Among the thieves on the black road, whenever they mention Li Si, they all give him a thumbs up and say that he is the face of us thieves.
He is indeed an admirable person, at least Heng Liancheng thinks so.
Logically, there was no conflict of interest between him and Li Si.
Li Si had never stolen from him, nor had he ever stolen his goods.
And even if Li Si stole from him, according to the rules of thieves, he was not as skilled as others, so he would just laugh it off.
If it weren't for this wanted warrant, Heng Liancheng felt that he would never have gotten to this extent with Li Si in his entire life.
But people always have to think about themselves. He has his own ambitions. He wants to enter the court, wear a brocade robe, and ride in a carriage.
He has worked hard for half his life for this ambition, and now that the opportunity is right in front of him, he naturally cannot let it go.
He had to give it a try. Even if Li Si was difficult to catch, he had to give it a try.
On the river, the sails were rolling . Heng Liancheng, wearing a fur robe, stood on the bow. He looked at the mighty river, tightened his eyes, and made plans secretly.
Li Si, whether you leave or stay, it all depends on our own abilities.
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There is going to be a big storm in Jiangnan, and everyone in the world knows this.
In the past few days, a group of nuns from the west came down the mountain.
A group of people in green robes came out from the north.
There are more beggars on the streets.
From time to time, you can see people asking for news on the roadside.
I also heard that the young leader of the Iron Sword Sect has also come to Jiangnan.
The Fengyu Tower that sells information and the Xueyi Tower that sells lives are competing secretly, and no one knows what they are planning.
At this time, Li Si, the source of all this trouble, was still wandering on the street.
He had nothing to cover himself, he was just walking down the street openly, just strolling around.
He ignored the glances from both sides and even ate a bowl of tofu pudding at a street stall.
He is preparing to leave the city in the next few days, and after leaving the city, he will head east.
Go and see how the West Lake in this life differs from the West Lake in his previous life.
Then he would go to Taihu Lake again, and then to Jinshan Temple, where he had an appointment with an old monk to listen to sutras.
If he has the chance, he also plans to visit Wuzhen.
Eventually he would cross the Min River to Nanjun, where a Taoist priest from Mount Wudang asked him to meet him.
Well, the schedule is quite tight.
Sitting at the stall, Li Si wiped the tofu foam from the corner of his mouth and thought about it.
He didn't feel like he was being hunted at all, not even a bit nervous.
Maybe this is a habit. He has been chased by the Six Gates for four years. Now there are just a group of new people. Even if he wants to cooperate with them, he can't be nervous.
In Li Si's opinion, this was a troublesome matter, but not too troublesome.
If others knew what he was thinking, they would probably be shocked. Being hunted down by half of the underworld people was not such a big deal.
There's nothing we can do about it, since Li Si's Qinggong skills are really good.
If he really wanted to run, no one would be able to catch up with him.
But soon.
Li Si's real trouble is about to come.
A thin figure squeezed out from the crowd on the street. She was a young man in white clothes, and was very handsome.
But at this moment, she looked dusty, pale and thin.
There was nothing she could do, because all her money and property had been stolen by a thief.
She didn't know how much hardship she had endured in order to get here.
She slept on the streets, ate leftovers, and couldn't even afford a carriage to travel. The person she was chasing was running around all day without a fixed place. God knows why this guy can run so fast.
"Li Si." Thinking of his experiences along the way, I muttered this name viciously, holding the turtle shell in my hand, looking around at the pedestrians on the street.
She had already figured out that Li Si was on this street now.
"You can't run away. Just wait."
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"Ah, ha!" Li Si, who was sitting on the stall, suddenly felt a chill on his back for no reason and couldn't help sneezing.
Well, maybe I caught a cold because I've been sleeping on the roof these days.
Wiping his nose, he shook his head nonchalantly and shouted to the stall owner.
"Shopkeeper, give me another bowl of tofu pudding and a pancake, with more green onions."
"Okay!" Business is good today, and the shop owner is busy again with a smile.
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