Chapter 41 In the Cold Winter, Refugees Are Everywhere

The amount of Xu Qing's transaction this time has reached an extremely astonishing 40,000 taels. Such a huge transaction amount is enough to attract the attention of real masters.

So.

When Xu Qing left the Black Tiger Spiritual Food Store this time, he felt that he was being targeted again, and the number of people this time was even greater than last time.

People die for money, and birds die for food.

This truth has never changed.

"It's him."

"If I remember correctly, it was also this person last time. Scarface and his friends went to rob and kill him, but they all became corpses the next day."

"Scarface is a dark force, and his brothers are all masters of bright force, but the result is that Scarface's head was chopped off, and the four brothers were all killed by a sword."

"Really strong!"

"..."

Can't help it.

Many people have already given up the idea of ​​robbing and killing Xu Qing in their hearts. They know clearly how much strength they have, and they also know clearly that people who can take out so much money at once are not easy to mess with.

Not to mention.

More than a month ago, there was also the precedent of Scarface and his friends.

However

Faced with such benefits.

Some people still take risks based on their skills and courage.

The scene changes.

Xu Qing has left the black market alone.

Swish! Swish! Swish!!!

In the alley.

Four black-clad figures appear. They are all wearing black cloaks and black hats, and their faces cannot be seen at all.

"Hand over the things, and you can leave."

"..."

One of the black-clad figures said in a deep voice.

Murderous aura.

Clang!

A sound of sword.

Xu Qing waved his hands, and two iron boxes were thrown into the air by him, and he had stretched out his right hand and unsheathed the LV10 iron sword.

"Thirteen Deadly Swords."

Clang! Clang! Clang!!!

Xu Qing's eyes were cold, and he quickly made a move. The sword moves had been performed. In the alley, silver sword lights were like lightning, but they were filled with the breath of death and destruction.

Puff! Puff! Puff! ! !

Blood splattered.

It fell on the ground and the wall.

Swish!

From the moment Xu Qing attacked to the end, when he returned to his original position, the LV10 iron sword had returned to its sheath. He stretched out his hands and caught the falling iron box again.

Plop! Plop! ! !

The next moment.

The four black figures around him had all fallen down, and four heads rolled to the ground.

You know.

They are all extremely powerful hunters in the black market. Each of them has reached the dark power, and even two of them are at the peak of the dark power.

What a pity.

Under Xu Qing's hands, they are all ants, and they can't even catch Xu Qing's sword. These four people were all beheaded by Xu Qing's sword.

It can be said.

With the death of these four people, the environment of the black market will be much better in the next period of time, but it won't last too long, because soon someone else will replace them.

After all.

Although the "hunter" is dangerous, the benefits are too high.

No matter what you do.

That is not as fast as killing people and making money.

"What a ruthless swordsmanship."

At this time.

A voice sounded.

"Huh?"

Xu Qing looked over and saw a burly figure wearing a bull-head mask. The other party stood at the end of the alley, with an indifferent look, looking straight at Xu Qing.

Moreover.

In this man's eyes, there is a sharp meaning.

"You want to do it too?"

Xu Qing's tone is calm.

"I wanted to do it originally."

The burly figure wearing a bull-head mask shook his head, "but after seeing your swordsmanship, I no longer have the idea of ​​doing it."

"Haha."

Xu Qing sneered, and after touching the corpse, he got 11,000 taels of silver notes, which was his trophy, not bad, so he left with two iron boxes.

The burly figure wearing a bull-head mask watched Xu Qing leave and pondered for a moment, "When did such a swordsmanship master appear in the outer city of Qingbei Town? Some time ago, I heard about a mysterious swordsmanship master who came and went without a trace. It seems that his name is 'Lü Dongbin'?"

"Could this person be him?"

The scene changed.

Xu Qing has returned to his residence.

Take off the evil ghost mask.

He has returned to his original appearance.

"One hundred and ninety-one catties of black mountain tiger meat."

Xu Qing pondered, "It can be eaten for one hundred and ninety-one days. In this way, I don't have to go out for adventures for most of the year, and I can practice seriously."

"But."

"The monthly income of Chunfeng Tower is not high, and my commission is only 30%, so I can only get 300 to 500 taels of silver from Chunfeng every month."

"Of course."

"This is enough for a Mingjin warrior, but I am not a Mingjin warrior, but a Huajin warrior, so this money is not enough."

"In this case."

"I need to find another way to make money."

Thinking of this.

Xu Qing saw the fine iron sword not far away.

"I got it."

Xu Qing's eyes lit up, "The Atlas of All Things can include weapons, and I only need to purchase some ordinary iron swords. I only need to upgrade one level, and the price can be multiplied several times."

"This is a completely profitable industry."

"But..."

Xu Qing pondered, "When it comes to selling weapons, it's okay if the quantity is small, but if the quantity increases, I'm afraid it will touch some of the interests of the senior officials of Qingbei Town."

"Without sufficient strength, it is impossible to hold on to a large industry."

time flies.

Unknowingly.

Spring passes and autumn comes.

The twelfth lunar month of winter.

The cold wind is howling, and the snow is flying. Looking around, the vast land is covered with snow, and the temperature is getting lower and lower. I don’t know how many refugees and beggars outside the city have died of starvation and freezing in such a cold winter.

"Master, Master..."

outside the door.

Xu Qing heard Yu Hu's voice. His voice was quite loud and full of energy. He ran into the yard and said, "My mother said that Master, you are alone. It's winter. My mother made dumplings filled with cabbage and pork today. Let's go." I’ll bring you a bowl.”

"good."

Xu Qing showed a smile, his eyes fell on Yu Hu, and he took the bowl of steaming dumplings from Yu Hu's hand.

"Master, please eat quickly."

Yu Hu touched the back of his head and said with a naive smile: "It won't taste good when it's cold."

"Um."

Xu Qing nodded.

The dumplings really taste good. Being able to eat such a steaming bowl of pork-filled dumplings in such weather and in such troubled times is the biggest dream of many people.

"Master."

Yu Hu stood aside and waited. He had to wait for Xu Qing to finish eating the dumplings and then take the bowl back to wash it. He couldn't let the master wash the dishes.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Qing did not look up.

"My father and mother said that Master, you are the only one living in such a big yard, and there is no one to take care of the yard for you. They think you should buy some maids and servants."

Yu Hu said.

"Ha ha……"

Xu Qing laughed a few times and said, "Let's talk about it later."

"All right."

Yu Hudao.

In fact.

Yu Hu's martial arts talent is quite good. Xu Qing taught Yu Hu for a month and let him learn Bajiquan. After practicing for a full half a year, Yu Hu finally mastered the LV2 Bajiquan. Out of Ming Jin.

certainly.

Not to mention how happy Yu Chen was when he found out.

To know.

Yu Hu's age will only be fifteen after this year's New Year.

"Finished."

Xu Qing handed the bowl to Yu Hu.

"okay."

Yu Hu took the bowl and said, "Master, I'm going back."

"Um."

Xu Qing nodded and said, "Yu Hu, starting from tomorrow, you will come here at six o'clock every morning and continue to teach you more advanced Bajiquan."

"Thank you Master!"

Yu Hu knelt on the ground excitedly.

"You have already developed Ming Jin in Baji Quan. After this period of consolidation, it is time to continue teaching you."

Xu Qing waved his hand, "Go ahead."

"Yes, as ordered."

Yu Hu was in a very happy mood.

at the same time.

After Yu Hu returned home, he gave the bowl to Wang Cuilan, and then told Yu Chen and Wang Cuilan about the incident. Yu Chen was very happy and excited.

"Okay, okay."

Yu Chen looked extremely happy, "This is great, Huzi, you must remember, no matter what happens, you must listen to Master."

"There is a saying that goes well, once a teacher, always a father."

"Did you hear that?"

"I understand, Father."

Yu Hudao.

In the yard.

Buzz!

A thought came to my mind.

Xu Qing checked the changes in the past six months.

More than half a year.

From the hot summer to the snowy winter, Xu Qing spent most of his time practicing martial arts in the yard, and using the ant nests on the white dwarf mountain to gain experience points in the blood curse and beast control skills.

"call……"

Xu Qing took a deep breath and looked at the heavy snowfall in the sky. His thoughts became a little scattered. He couldn't help but recall the time he spent with his grandfather in the past sixteen years.

that time.

Xu Qing was still confused and wandering with his grandfather Jiuzhi. Naturally, he also encountered such a cold winter and even almost died in the winter.

“With weather like this this winter, I really don’t know how many people will die.”

Xu Qing sighed, "I hope nothing will happen."

To know.

When Xu Qing was wandering with his grandfather before, he had encountered these skinny refugees and beggars in such a cold winter. They were so hungry that they couldn't bear it. Coupled with the temptations of some evil spirits and heretics, in order to survive Just want to rebel.

The results speak for themselves.

All were suppressed.

There were countless casualties.

after all.

Today's Great Zhou Dynasty has not reached the point where these beggars and evil heretics can easily break into the county town, and it still has a strong enough foundation.

outside the city.

The Jiang family, Nangong family, and He family, the three major aristocratic families in Qingbei Town, played some leading roles and successively established three soup kitchens outside the city.

However.

However, there are more and more refugees outside the city because there is a soup kitchen shop in Qingbei Town. According to this situation, giving soup is a drop in the bucket.

The scene changes.

On the city wall.

"This is not the way to go."

The county magistrate of Qingbei Town stood on the city wall. He looked closer and saw a middle-aged man with a majestic face and thick eyebrows. He was wearing the official uniform of the county magistrate.

around.

Standing next to the county magistrate were the heads of the He, Jiang, and Nangong families.

"Yes!"

He Yuebin, the head of the He family, nodded, his temples turning white, and frowned, "There are too many refugees this year, at least twice as many as last year."

"What's going on? Why are there so many refugees this year?"

Nangong Ming, the head of the Nangong family, asked in a deep voice.