Chapter 905: Mr. Dong, who regained the second spring of his life (Part 1) [Please ask for monthly tickets]


    It was late at night and the three hours after Hai was over.


    Less than a quarter of an hour before the new year.


    This house covers an area of ??positive and vast, with bright lights in the mansion, jewels competing for brilliance and radiance, which shows that the owner has strong financial resources. The former main club had no time to appreciate it. They drilled into the rockery, and the entrance of the cave was narrow and allowed only one person to pass through. It was remote and quiet, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras from the banquet hall changed from clear to blur.


    He was ready to leave through the weak guard door.


    Walking deep into the rockery, he stopped as if he was feeling, pressing the hilt of the sword quietly with his right hand in his sleeve, his eyes kept moving left and right, and he was highly vigilant. After a few breaths, he saw that there was no abnormal movement around him, so he hesitated and let go of his hand: "Is it my suspicious?"


    "Didn''t the main club just say that they go to the toilet? Why did they run here? Could it be that they are unfamiliar with the place and are lost?"


    The laughter that does not belong to you penetrates into your eardrums.


    The tone is smiling, but there is no warmth.


    The front main club was filled with coldness. He suddenly looked up and looked in the direction of his voice. He saw a lazy young man sitting on the rockery that should have been empty. Young people have two eyes that are too round and young compared to men, which adds a bit of teenage spirit to their appearance. A pure black scholar shirt almost blends into the night, making her skin look very white. He is not any participant during the meal!


    How did strangers get in?


    No, he is not a stranger.


    The former main club speculated: "Qi Yuanliang?"


    The young man said calmly: "The main club has good eyesight!"


    The former main club turned around and ran away when he heard this. It was not that he didn''t want to use the word spirit, but that when he wanted to use it, he found that someone had tampered with it nearby and couldn''t use it. He can''t use it, and the young man can''t use it, and both sides are evenly matched...


    My thigh suddenly hurts.


    A piece of sword tip penetrated through the hem of the clothes from behind to forward.


    The back of the neck was pinched by a large hand with a low temperature.


    There was a dull bang.


    Half of his cheeks hit the rugged and cold rockery wall.


    He ignored the stinging pain on his face and shouted angrily: "Qi Yuanliang, don''t be too arrogant! You killed me now, do you think those people outside are stupid? Can they guess that you did it? You have already obtained the position of the main club, so what else is there to be dissatisfied? What are the benefits of killing them all?"


    The young man approached his ears, and the breath he squirted was lower than that of normal people, and his smile was a bit ferocious: "Main Society, this is not called ''killing all the things'', this is called ''eternal elimination of future troubles'' and ''cutting off the roots''! If you want to blame, you blame you for being too arrogant!"


    The former main club gritted his teeth and roared and threatened.


    "Aren''t you afraid that your relatives will be slaughtered?"


    He couldn''t see the playful colors in the eyes of the young man behind him.


    "My relatives?"


    The former master''s society added confidence and said sternly: "Pei Cheng, if you kill me today, I will wait to collect the body of your Pei family tomorrow, including the whole family of your sisters who are married outside!"


    This Pei Cheng is Qi Yuanliang’s true identity.


    He was born in the market, his biological father was a villain, and his biological mother made a living by surviving wasteland. There were six sisters and brothers in the family, and only Pei Cheng made a fortune. Because of his outstanding qualifications, he was bought as a book boy by a wealthy family. It’s just that he keeps his evil deeds in his bones and steals his identity as “Praying for Good” in order to make up for his shortcomings in his background. At that time, the Qi family declined and the population withered. "Qiyao" was exiled for harming classmates.


    It happened to be a great opportunity for Pei Cheng to take action.


    No one knows that he replaced "Pray for Good".


    It is difficult for Qi to discover the truth in the current situation, and even if the truth is discovered, it cannot seek justice for "Pray for Good".


    Pei Cheng can hide it from outsiders, but he cannot hide it from the Gods. On the first day of joining, he was investigated, but the gods only looked at their abilities but not their origins. According to internal rules, the news of the member is top secret and only the main club can see all the content.


    "...You are indeed cautious, but there is no airtight wall in the world. You have transferred more than a dozen money to help the Pei family''s parents, sisters and brothers. How hard it is to stop your incompetent father from being sluggish... Ha, I didn''t expect that Leng Xin''s "bad plot" that has reached this point has weaknesses and is hiding well. You might as well guess where they are now? It''s a place you can never find, you..."


    The rest of the words were not finished, and a tingling pain in the throat came.


    Blood wet the young man''s right hand along the wound.


    He glanced indifferently and tried his best to level.


    The former main club fell to the ground with pain in his neck. His difficulty in breathing quickly turned into pig''s liver color, and his other hand was stomping on the ground and constantly trying to escape. The young man was compassionate and drew his sword to penetrate his heart. The sword edge broke through the key points, allowing the former main club to completely free him.


    The young man ignored the pool of blood flowing all over the ground under his feet, sat next to the corpse of the former main club, chatting: "I heard people say that the last thing that dissipates is hearing, so although you are dead, you can still hear my voice. What I want to tell you is-"


    "Cough cough cough!"


    A familiar cough came from behind.


    The young man turned his head and looked at the sneaky Shen Tang.


    "The villain died because he talks too much. Don''t tell some secrets even if he is a corpse. Do you know if they will resurrect the soul?" Many stories are like this routine. The villain talks too much. After the protagonist is reborn, he takes the initiative and seeks revenge on the villain.


    The young man lowered his eyes: "Will you die with your eyes open?"


    Shen Tang looked at the corpse: "It''s rare to be confused."


    The young man brought the long sword to the scabbard.


    Attached, bent down and grabbed the collar of the front main club.


    Chen Tang was leaning against the stone wall and staring at the young man''s face carefully.


    She smiled and joked, "Yuanliang, I found that you are quite good at pinching your face. Every face is very recognizable."


    The young man obviously didn''t want to pay attention to Chen Tang, but Chen Tang could just pay attention to him: "When did you call him ''Pei Cheng'' again? Will the gods misunderstand that Pei Cheng is your true identity?"


    Young man, that is, Qi Shan cannot withstand her harassment.


    Explained: “In addition to Pei Cheng, there are more than a dozen similar identities, all of which are in my hands… Haha. The Qi family is only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, and they cannot be targeted. In order to ensure that everything is safe, we naturally have to arrange a few scapegoats to be the backup.”


    No matter how much the outside world checks, it is impossible to find out everything.


    Even if it is found out, it is impossible to tell whether it is true or false.


    Pei Cheng''s identity was also managed by Qi Shan.


    The villain''s father, the mother of the wasteland, is in the same town as Tan Qu''s ancestral home. The so-called "true identity" he arranged was all from the bottom of the market without exception. He broke up all the real information of "Jiyi" and "Tan Qu" and deleted it.


    Finally, they formed more than a dozen different identities.


    He deliberately spread the news that was spreading wildly from the outside world.


    False and real, true and false.


    Who can tell the difference clearly?


    Chen Tang complained: "...You are not afraid of getting the wrong number."


    Not only do they create small accounts in a crazy way, but they also steal other people''s accounts everywhere to frame them. I don’t have to worry about not being able to play so many accounts by myself. The most amazing thing is that he is easy to do, and Chen Tang is jealous - who is playing games, who doesn’t envy the infinite skin!


    Qi Shan continued to drag the body of the former main club.


    A long blood mark was left on the ground.


    "Where are you going to throw the body?"


    “The pit.”


    "Are you really going to let him ''go to the toilet and get trapped''?"


    "A gentleman speaks a quick horse and a whip."


    You must do what you say.


    Chen Tang: "...I don''t have to keep my promise like this."


    In the end, Chen Tang helped him carry the body and threw it away. He is worthy of being a wealthy family, and the smell is covered with a lot of vanilla in the pit house. Throwing the body in, Chen Tang pinched his nose and said, "Yuanliang, I''m curious how much hatred you have with him?"


    Qi Shan changed his maid''s face.


    The figure is much more graceful than Chen Tang. "If you make enemies, don''t kill them and keep them to worship their ancestors in Qingming Festival?" Qi Maid. He used the sweetest voice to say the coldest words, "If you want to talk about how to make enemies... He used to serve Xin Kingdom, shelter Yancheng, and had a lot of interests with Beimo."


    Chen Tang immediately understood.


    Other reasons are secondary, covering up Yancheng, and Yancheng killed the real Qiye, which is the main cause of grudges. Poor that former master club, he really died without knowing why he died: "The body was thrown in, what are you going to do now?"


    Qi·Maid Shan has a pair of apricot eyes, which is very similar to Chen Tang’s. He glanced at him casually, as if all kinds of charm were flowing around his eyes and eyebrows, making Chen Tang feel ashamed of himself. She is a real woman, and her eyes are not as good as Qi Shan, who will be deceived.


    "Ahem, I understand."


    Chen Tang gestured an OK gesture.


    Raise your hand to remove the incarnation of Wen Qi and return to the deity.


    The body of the deity who was cooking frying stiffened and returned to normal in an instant. The ostentatious glance at Qi Shan with a calm face. She put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth. As soon as she put away the handkerchief, there was a cry for help outside the hall, as if someone was dead. Everyone in the hall was shocked.


    Qi Shan is indifferent: "What are you doing?"


    “People, people are dead…”


    Everyone looked at the murderer with the look they looked at him.


    Qi Shan calmly: "Can you leave half a step?"


    Everyone: “…”


    Who is killing someone by yourself?


    It is too perfunctory to use this excuse to relieve oneself of oneself.


    When everyone saw the former main club again, the latter was a corpse that had been washed several times and was stinking. Chen Tang found that the scars on his neck and heart disappeared, and did not make any statement. He performed his duties and responsibilities as Tan Mad Dog Shao: "Does anyone know how to perform an autopsy? After the test, it is better to pray for the innocence of the Lord''s Society?"


    "Who killed the man? The Qizhu Society just said that he would drown the pit, but he died in just half a quarter of an hour." People died during the Chinese New Year. This matter was not only unlucky, but also made everyone feel Qishan''s skills. This method is really cruel!


    Chen Tang smiled instead of anger: "You mean that the Master of Jue Club does not need words, but just say a few words to curse people to death? It''s ridiculous!"


    It’s not like Kang Jishou.


    Everyone has learned a lot, and some people really know how to post-mortem.


    Mount up and down, check it inside and out, and the conclusion is that it is really too strong to choke, and it is so tight that it sticks to my throat.


    Everyone: “…”


    The autopsy and Qishan are well known to be inconsistent with each other and will not cover up the other party. So, is it really an accident?


    Qishan is not enthusiastic about the "truth".


    He said in a low voice: "Get a good burial."


    Many people also felt unlucky about this farce. Seeing that fewer and fewer people were not good at praying for good, there were still a few kittens left, and they felt uncomfortable, so they went to the living yard early to rest. In the end, only Qi Shan and his group were left, and there were still several hours before dawn.


    Play chess and card players.


    Chen Tang refused to be on the same table as Kang Shi.


    Chen Tang played: "How did you do it just now?"


    How to cover up the scars on the corpse?


    How can the autopsy result be hidden from the sea?


    Qi Shan glanced at the two IOUs that Chen Tang made - they were both delicious and fun. They were talking about the lord, and they lost when they came up, and they couldn''t even let it go if they wanted to. Qin Li played the cards very slowly, and Qi Shan waited casually and replied casually: "It was painted by the Tao of the literati."


    Qin Li seemed to be thinking about the card, but in fact he was distracted.


    Chen Tang looked around the others: "The way of a scholar?"


    Not many people know that there are two ways of scholars who pray for good.


    Talking about this in public, has he changed his personality?


    He was surprised: "Can you deceive so many people?"


    "After all, it is a perfect way to scribes."


    Chen Tang: "???"


    “When did it happen?”


    Qin Li finally made a slap in the cards.


    Although he beats slowly, he will win or lose with Qishan.


    When Chen Tang suggested that sitting withered and staying up to the next day was too boring, and if he had to do a few laps, Qin Li took the initiative to enter the table and almost shocked her chin.


    I can smoke, drink, and play cards!


    Just a little bit of perm_(:з」∠)_


    Qi Shan is sarcastic: "As a complex scholar like Gongsu, he can be perfect, let alone such a useless method? He has not used many methods, and I forgot when he has not used them."


    Chen Tang: “…”


    Qi Shan actually has the face to say that [Miaoshou Painting] is used less?


    None of the people here believed him.


    This New Year was spent in chaos and quiet.


    When the rooster crowed, Chen Tang was in debt a lot more, and he threw a lot of IOUs. He felt distressed at first, but he became numb afterwards. If you have too many lice, don’t worry about it. Kang Jishou is present, if she can win, the sun will come out from the west.


    The first day of the Lunar New Year.


    Avoid stumble and go to work.


    The mansion that was very lively last night was cold this morning, and there was no joy at all, as if last night''s experience was just a dream of Nan Ke. The messengers of the gods left with lead boxes, the members scattered everywhere, Chen Tang and others also returned to their original appearance and set off to return to the camp.


    Qi Shan was promoted to the main club, and the list of branch members in the northwest was obtained, and the complex relationship between them. Chen Tang wants to completely control the country''s borders, and some people want to eradicate it.


    "Not dawn, did there be any abnormal movements in the camp last night?"


    As soon as I came back, I saw Chu Yao bringing him a new set of clothes.


    "Everything is fine, lord, try your new clothes?"


    "I''m enough to wear clothes." I said this, but I still tried it. The unfit areas need to be modified. However, "There are no tailors in the camp, and Isn''t they bought it outside?"


    “Made it yourself.”


    Chen Tang opened his almond eyes widened and said, "Did you do it yourself?"


    "After the new year, the lord is eighteenth, and the lord is changing the era. The joy is even more joyful, and the meaning is different." Chu Yao''s needlework and thread have been hardened for several years in Yuehua Tower. The sewing and patching are done by himself. "Have you thought about the year name?"


    He said he was thinking, but in fact he was asking Chen Tang to choose.


    But she has been busy recently and has completely forgotten.


    When Chu Yao mentioned it, she opened her eyes and said lies: "After thinking about it, I still think that the word "Yuanhuang" is the most conspicuous."


    "Then it''s ''Yuanhuang''." Chu Yao recorded the size data to be modified, "This year is the first year of ''Yuanhuang''."


    Chen Tang thought about it all, sharing his experiences yesterday with him.


    Chu Yao was not very interested in other contents, but was very concerned about Wu Yuan’s desire to buy grain: “Bei Mo wolf is ambitious. If they can put them together in this matter, they will not miss the opportunity.”


    Chen Tang smiled and said, "This is natural."


    Chu Yao continued to talk about today''s matters.


    "There will be a group of military doctors taking turns this afternoon."


    ?|ω`)


    ??Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, have you eaten the mooncakes?


    Alas, poor mushrooms are losing weight now, and mooncakes cannot be eaten, and they boil purple potato, cabbage and shrimp every day


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    (This chapter ends)