MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 41 mourning hall

  Chapter 41 The mourning hall

  Ping'an County, south of the city.

  Chen Yuan and Wang Ping are leading a few white servants on patrol.

  After the incident with the Huang family, the defense of the county government began to be strict again. Not only them, but most of the county government officials were assigned tasks.

  The former Master Zhang of the Sky Survey Department has already made it very clear that those Wusheng Cult thieves who escaped were not caught at all, and they were still hiding in Ping'an County.

   "Brother Yuan, do you really want to compete for the position of head catcher?" Wang Ping looked around, moved closer, and asked in a low voice.

  No way, he was really curious, what was Chen Yuan thinking, and how did he increase his strength?

  Although Chen Yuan was more diligent than him, they had a competition last month, and they were only a little stronger than him, and there was a big gap from the level of blood refining.

   I just lay at home for more than half a month, and it feels like a year has passed.

  The world is changing fast.

   "Such a good opportunity, if I let it go, I will not be reconciled," Chen Yuan shook his head.

   "Then are you sure? Wu Yushan and Wang Lin in the cell are both top experts in the county government," Wang Ping's eyes flashed with worry.

  Chen Yuan fell in love with him, and he always regarded Chen Yuan as a good big brother. He really didn't want to see any accidents happen to him during the competition.

   "There are billions of points."

  A little bit, Brother Yuan, do you dare to bet?

  Wang Ping was startled, but he didn't hear the ridicule in Chen Yuan's words.

   "You will know when the time comes."

   "Brother Yuan, don't be brave," Wang Ping sighed after finishing speaking:

   "It would be great if you, Brother Yuan, could really be a head catcher, so brother and I can get some credit."

   "Don't worry, I will make you happy."

   "Brother Yuan, look."

  Suddenly, Wang Ping paused, raised his eyebrows, and signaled Chen Yuan to look forward to the left.

  There, white silk was hung.

  On the plaque in front of the door, there are two large characters, Iron Mansion!

  Since the death of Song Lao Liu, Tie Qinghua will no longer call herself Mrs. Song, but Iron Lady.

   "I heard that all the bodies of the prison leader have not been found. Several corpses are mixed together. The only one that is well preserved is the long gun of the prison leader."

  Wang Ping smacked his lips, seemingly regretting.

   "Why, the head of the prison is kind to you, why is it a pity?" Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping.

   "No, what is the identity of the prison chief? How could I have anything to do with him for no reason."

   "Okay, let's go, go to the front to patrol."

   Chen Yuan whispered.

"Brother Yuan, do you think that once Tiexuan dies, can his properties be preserved? I heard that Iron Lady's strength is nothing more than blood refining. She is completely different from Zhu Sihai of the Four Seas Gang. The destruction of the Huang family will be beneficial." .”

   "I'm afraid it will be very difficult. It depends on what the Iron Lady has."

   "Hey, what kind of nickname does a woman like the Iron Lady still have, but I don't know if the iron jailer can still be so iron after his death."

  Wang Ping's tone had the meaning that watching the excitement is not a big deal.

   "No matter how hard it is our turn, don't worry about it."

  Chen Yuan reprimanded lightly.

  Wang Ping smiled brightly, stopped discussing the matter of Tie Qinghua, and instead winked and said:

   "Brother Yuan, the oiran of the Yanyu Tower, really don't want to try? Maybe. After that, tomorrow's competition can win some prizes."

   "Go if you want, I will practice tonight."

   "Do you still practice at night?"

   "Otherwise, how do you think strength comes from? The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. Only by practicing hard can you have the strength that others cannot have."

   "The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, Brother Yuan. I suddenly found that you have quite a literary talent." Wang Ping muttered.

   "Of course, it's true that my private school has been in vain for a few years?"

   "I seem to have read more books than you. Why are you so good?"

  Chen Yuan was silent.

"Forget it, Brother Yuan, if you practice hard tonight, then I will go to the Yanyu Building to see if it is true as my father said, time does not leave a trace, if it is really good, you must go some other day .”

   "Let's talk about it another day."

   "Stop talking, Brother Yuan, you have changed, you were not so coy about things like this before"

  Late at night.

  Chen Yuan's home.

  After finishing knife practice, Chen Yuan took a deep breath, put the long knife in the sheath, hung it on the wall, took out a black robe from the cabinet, and hung the black iron mask in the box under the bed on his face.

   quietly walked out of the house.

  He is going to Tiefu to find Tie Qinghua.

  She is not important, and Tie Xuan's death is not important, what is important is the twenty tiger bone pills that Tie Qinghua promised.

  Although Chen Yuan has some money in his hands, to be honest, he has very few contacts. In the county government, he can't expose too much for the time being until he takes the position of arresting the head.

   Otherwise, it will cause some unnecessary troubles.

  Currently, what he relies on is still iron blue and white.

  Moreover, the most important thing is that although the cultivation resources such as Tiger Bone Pills can penetrate the entire foundation building realm, it may not be so simple after reaching the bone refining level.

   Definitely need some other pills to assist.

  Tiger bone pills are not easy to get cultivation resources. Chen Yuan's plan is to support Tie Qinghua temporarily. Of course, it's too early to say whether it will be successful.

   Iron Mansion.

  The candles were gradually extinguished, and except for some patrolling footsteps, the entire Iron Mansion was silent.

   "Brother, the head of the prison is dead, shall we continue to work for the Tie family? I heard that there are many forces outside who covet the Tie family's foundation."

   "I'm afraid there is no bone refiner in charge."

  Two patrolling Tie family guards, one of them said in a low voice.

It's not just him, ever since the news of Tie Xuan's death came back, the entire Tie Mansion has been shrouded in panic. The reason why Song Lao Liu and Tie Qinghua can firmly grasp these foundations is because of Tie Xuan. Xuan's prestige.

  But now that Tie Xuan is dead, the demons and monsters in Ping'an County will not let go of this good opportunity.

  Without a master bone refiner, the brothel, gambling house, and pickpocket industry in Tie Qinghua's hands is not a small piece of fat.

   "Madam treats us well on weekdays, how can we?" Another person hesitated.

   "Brother, you are so confused, she was nice to us because we worked hard for him, but now, it's killing us!"

   "I'll think about it again"

   "What else is there to consider, in my opinion."

   As the two guards walked away, a black shadow appeared from the corner of the wall and moved in one direction.

  In a mourning hall covered with white silk, seven white candles were burning, and a cool breeze came in from the door, and the iron blue flower kneeling on the futon had a cold face.

   "Shusha."

  Chen Yuan did not cover up. After checking that there were no outsiders around, he walked into the mourning hall.

  (end of this chapter)