Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 42: 2 roads
Ye Que used three days and three nights to wipe out the whole group of gangsters in Luoyang City. Things are not big or small, and they will always attract the attention of some people, such as Dali Temple.
The **** group originally came under the jurisdiction of Dali Temple. Some shady dirty work and no technical difficulty are usually done by these people. And these people are more or less under the care of Dali Temple without breaking the rules.
However, overnight, 80% of the gangsters changed their heads, which really attracted a lot of attention here at Dali Temple.
It feels like being dug into a corner.
Of course, things calmed down quickly, because that afternoon, Qian Shuxiao took the money and took care of the entire Dali Temple up and down. Those who give ten thousand taels of silver give ten thousand, those who give one thousand give one thousand, and those who give one hundred give one hundred, regardless of the size of the matter, rain and dew.
If there is money to open the way, it will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. Originally, these gangsters are free people without gangs and factions. Now some people are willing to take over, and they are so understanding of the rules and sensible, anyway, looking at Dali Temple, it is already the best result.
The ruler is short, and the inch is long. Since he has thrown everyone at Qian Shuxiao, Ye Que is relieved. This man has appointed himself a first elder, so he has to do something no matter what.
Through the observation for more than a month, Ye Que also discovered that Qian Shuxiao was actually not focused on practice. He seemed to only value the longevity in it. Even for the management of those small gangsters, he is very concerned about it, maybe this is also related to his identity, after all, he will inherit the entire Qian family in the future.
On the contrary, it was Qian's calligraphy and painting, which surprised Ye Que.
There are not many women learning guns. Like Qian, calligraphy and painting, they dance the guns and open and close, and there are fewer people who are not hypocritical. What kind of eldest lady is this, it is clearly a hero.
Maybe it was really stimulated by Lin Meier. Once Qian calligraphy and painting started to practice, he would be like crazy. He chose to shoot fiercely, exert his force, and be more cruel to herself. Sometimes Ye Que really wanted to give her herself. Did you choose the wrong Heart Sutra?
"Is there any way to improve my cultivation level as soon as possible? The sooner the better." Qian Shuhua asked Ye Que seriously.
"In a month's time, entering the innate realm, it is already very fast." When Ye Que is free, he will play with those thirteen swords, one after the other, from stopping the struggle to becoming a benevolence. Over. It seems to be playing with it, but it is actually using the sword formation to condense the Tianyuan in his body. For Ye Que, cultivation has already been integrated into his soul, "Cultivation can't be rushed. It takes one step at a time."
"But I still want to be faster, or to make my spear skills more lethal, let's say first, I won't practice fist embroidering." Qian Shuhua said stubbornly.
"The one handed to you before was not a fist, and you have used it to kill people." Ye Que said flatly.
"Standing still, that's a target, not a person." Qian Shuhua's voice is not loud, but his tone is firm.
"Really anxious?" Ye Que said.
"Someone is about to get married, I have to do something before this." Qian Shuhua did not say clearly, but everyone in Luoyang City knew that the person she was talking about was Ye Yunhai, and what she was going to do was Beat Lin Meier.
In response, Ye Que curled his lips and didn't comment. He just went out and took back a pure black spear, and then threw it in front of the Qianshu screen, "Hold the spear with both arms, within three hours, the tip of the spear Don’t crook, the gun body can’t be tilted, and you can’t use real yuan. Come to me when you're done."
"By the way, this gun has a net weight of one hundred catties."
"According to our ability."
Ye Que didn't finish speaking, Qian Shuhua shouted, arms raised flat, raised the spear, and looked straight.
At this time, it was noon, the hottest time of the day.
Fortunately, Qian's body has been transformed by the medicine pool and the Su Women's Heart Sutra. Otherwise, let alone three hours, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on for a quarter of an hour, but even so, it is still a seemingly impossible task. Challenge.
Result.
The girl Qian Shuhua really stayed motionless for three hours, and fainted on the spot when the sun completely set down on the top of the mountain and the star and moon rose into the sky.
The scene where Qian Shuhua fainted happened to be seen by Ye Que who returned home. Even Ye Que, who was calm and calm, had a stunned expression at that moment.
However, on the second day, when Qian Shuhua found Ye Que again, Ye Que did not teach her how to be profound and mysterious, and how to open mountains and crack stones. He only taught her one of the simplest movements, and then asked her to do it every day. Uninterrupted repetition.
Straight stab!
Three thousand strokes in the morning, three thousand strokes at noon, and three thousand strokes in the afternoon.
"This is how you taught me **** people?" Qian Shuhua looked disbelief, feeling that he had been cheated.
"The world's spear technique, stabbing, piercing, tart, attacking, wrapping, circling, blocking, holding, throwing, tapping, and dialing, it is unpredictable. There are fictitious and real, there are strange and righteous, there are dangerous, and there are short sections. There is advancement and retreat."
Speaking of this, Ye Que walked slowly in front of the black long spear weighing a hundred jins, "In my opinion, there is only one kind of gun that can kill people, not moving like a mountain, moving like a thunderstorm."
At the end of the conversation, the spear was raised flat and stabbed out.
A sound of breaking wind whizzed past, and a rockery a hundred meters away cracked in response, and the center of the crack was sharp and sharp.
"This gun~IndoMTL.com~Famous assassin."
"With a gun in my hand, I have the world."
Actually, the real master shouldn't make these clear and transparent. Being able to realize it by oneself is a talent, but not being able to realize it is also a practice. But where Ye Que would take care of this, what he fears most is trouble, and the most troublesome thing in the world is the woman. It doesn't matter if he understands it, and it can't be corrupted if he doesn't understand it.
Ye Que originally thought that Qian Shuhua would not stick to it, just as he guessed that Qian Shuxiao would come to ask for help.
But the result this time made Ye Que very wrong.
Qian Shuhua will show up in the Cuizhu Xiaoyuan on time every day before dawn and start practicing straight stabs. He only leaves in the dead of night every night and returns to his house to enter the heart sutra of Dingqian.
Continuous day and night, persevere.
Looking at Qian Shuxiao again, he took a completely different path. Ever since Ye Que swept the whole Luoyang city gangsters and threw them to him, he seemed to be interested all at once, and even Luan’s nest was caught. Throw it aside, only at night will I spare some time to practice Dao Heart Sutra.
In just a few days, Qian Shuxiao formulated a set of strict rules and regulations, which are stricter than the general gang rules.
How to promote these gangsters, how to post missions, how to receive missions, how to obtain Tianmen silver and cheats rewards, how to monitor the level of cultivation, and how to select inner disciples, there are no details. He seems to be born with a strange obsession with management, and he is extremely talented.
Just three days ago, Qian Shuxiao, the first elder, presided over the first secret gathering of Tianmen. Ye Que, as the master of the door, was in attendance. There were 78 gang leaders in attendance.
It is said that when the **** leader left that day, one of them was counted as one, and they were all red-faced, passionate and inspiring, just like being beaten up.