Chapter 764: An Opportunity to Make Meritorious Deeds

A dark secret room.

A brazier supported by three logs was burning, and the dancing firelight reflected several people in the secret room.

One person is sitting on the tiger leather chair above, and there are two people standing on the left and right sides.

The two people below were kneeling on the blue bricks, with cold sweat pouring from their foreheads.

"You can't accomplish such a small thing."

The man on the tiger-skin chair smashed the half-eaten watermelon on the ground. With a 'pop' sound, the melon skin exploded, and the red soil inside was scattered everywhere. The two people who were trembling below heard the sound and knocked their heads to the ground, and kept trembling in their mouths.

"Brother, have mercy on me, brother, have mercy on me!"

"Last night, I sent out seven teams to eliminate the seven vassal families of the Ling family, and everyone else snatched things back."

The figure on the tiger leather chair walked to the side and pulled out a steel knife from the waist of the guard on the left. The sound of the blade cutting through the scabbard echoed in the secret room like a reminder.

The figure walked to the middle of the hall with a knife and stepped on one of them's head.

The firelight on the wall next to him reflected the person's appearance.

A muscular man with a face full of flesh, three scars on the left side of his face, a pair of tiger eyes like a beast, and you can feel the suppressed cruelty in them just by looking at each other.

"You two came back empty-handed, how should I reward you?!"

As he spoke, the strong man's feet exerted force, and the person whose head he stepped on let out a shrill scream. The other person kowtowed desperately when he saw this. He didn't care if his head was broken, and let it flow without knowing it.

"Brother, give us another chance! This time. This time."

Phew!

The sword flashed, and the head of the man stepped on by the strong man separated immediately. Blood spattered, and a round head rolled to the side. The eyes looked at the other person who survived without closing them.

The man next to him who had not finished speaking shivered in fright, and the smell of urine flowed out of his pants.

"Do you know why I killed him?"

The strong man threw aside the steel knife in his hand, squatted down, grabbed the hair of the remaining man, and brought him up.

"Because not only did he fail to complete the task, but he also let him go to the Ling family alive!"

The Tang Qiaoqiao siblings fled to the Ling family, which had a global impact. Now that the Ling family has reacted, they will definitely start a full-scale counterattack. What they will have to deal with in the future will not be the local forces of the Ling family, but the masters who come out to fight back.

"Although you failed, you still killed all the people. Because of this, I decided to give you another chance."

After speaking, the strong man stood up and wiped the blood in his hand on the other person's clothes in disgust.

The man who had narrowly escaped death was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't care about his wet crotch and swore a poisonous oath on the spot.

"Thank you for not killing me, brother. I will definitely complete the task this time, otherwise I will come to see you."

The strong man returned to his chair, and the servant next to him handed him another watermelon.

"Forget about hunting down the remnants of the Tang family, I have a new task for you." As he spoke, the strong man glanced at him, and the guard next to him quickly walked over and unfolded a picture scroll.

The painter has very profound skills, and the people on the scroll are painted lifelike.

It was Wu Chong.

"This man is the husband of Ling Zhujun, the legitimate daughter of the Ling family, and the magistrate of Luming County. He is a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken. Go and capture him."

A powerless scholar?

Although he is a county magistrate, for these people, this status has no deterrent effect.

The imperial court?

If the imperial court worked, there would be no four major families in the world.

"Be careful, this person should be protected by experts." The strong man added.

"My little brother understands."

The man stood up immediately, the opportunity to make meritorious deeds came.

After picking up the portrait on the ground, the man rushed out without looking back.

"What's the use of this kind of trash? Aren't you afraid that he will mess up things again." A figure came out of the shadows. This man wears a strange angry mask on his face. He is the angry-faced man who plotted against Wu Chong on the mountain.

After the last assassination attempt failed, he realized the problem.

There should be an expert next to the county magistrate that they didn't discover. The last incident was ruined by that hidden expert.

"Waste also has uses for waste."

The strong man picked up the wooden spoon next to him and ate the watermelon again.

"It's because he is useless that we can reduce the Ling family's attention. All we have to do is block those masters."

"Ah!"

The angry-faced man sneered, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

The strong man stopped eating melon and glanced in the direction where the angry-faced man disappeared.

Tui!

I spat out a mouthful of watermelon seeds against the wall.

Since knowing the existence of "consciousness", Wu Chong has a new way of understanding calligraphy and painting. The paintings he made have also undergone new changes. Now he has completely mastered the second realm of calligraphy and painting, and every painting he draws can affect people outside.

Magistrate Bailu's paintings have gradually become famous, and he can already establish a school in Jiangnan Road.

The third level of ‘god’ in calligraphy and painting is already at the metaphysical level.

Ordinary people have basically never seen it, and he is not the only one who has seen the book Wu Chong originally read. Many people regard the latter two realms as nonsense and think they are the author's fantasy.

"Master, why does the tiger in your painting look alive?"

In the pavilion in the backyard of the government office.

Wu Chong put the newly painted scroll aside to dry.

The curious guard looked over.

This painting depicts a fierce tiger. With the blessing of "Yi", the tiger in the painting seems to have come alive. The ferocious energy on the paper seems to be rushing out of the picture. The guards who are watching are scared to retreat. Two steps.

Hearing what others said, the guard leader Dai Yong, who had always disliked Wu Chong, couldn't help but take a look at the new painting.

At first glance, even he couldn't help but take a step back.

The tiger on the paper seemed to be really spiritual. When he looked carefully, he seemed to really hear the tiger's roar.

But when he was looking at it, he found that the tiger was still on the paper, and there was no roar of beasts. Everything seemed to be just an illusion.

Weird!

Dai Yong was a little strange, and secretly recorded this strange scene in his mind, preparing to report the incident to the young lady when she came back.

"It's easy to draw the form, but it's hard to draw the spirit. This painting of mine only captures part of the charm, and it's still far behind." This picture of a tiger was painted by Wu Chong simulating knowledge. The effect is better than the previous paintings. The meaning lasts longer and will not lose its effect after a short rain like before.

"Okay, let's all disperse."

After dispersing the guards, Wu Chong placed the Hu pen on the table.

I was a little tired after painting all morning, so I took down the tiger painting and put it away. He was going back to his house to take a rest and study the combination of 'consciousness' and delusion. During this time, he probably figured out a direction.

The promenade of the government office is a garden structure with rockeries and flowers on both sides.

Wu Chong walked on the corridor, and the sunlight from the side came in, casting a shadow.