All Heavens: Starting from Traveling Through Song Qingshu

Chapter 125 The World of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty
The old man said the Yellow Crane Tower and fireworks went to Yangzhou in March.

In the city of Yangzhou, which is full of flowers and people come and go, there is such an inconspicuous shop.

The small shop is not big, but it is named Tsing Yi Building. There are almost no items for sale in the shop. There are a few crude wood carvings on the shelves, and there is nothing else.

Oh, by the way, there is also an old man in the store who keeps sweeping the floor with a broom. I don't know if he is the shop assistant or the shopkeeper.

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At nightfall, an old woman pushed open the door, hunched over and looked at the old man sweeping the floor for a while, and then tentatively asked: "Are you here, are you taking jobs?"

The old man was still sweeping the floor, and without raising his head, he replied, "Go and pick a wood carving from the shelf, it's not expensive, ten taels of silver each!"

Ten taels of silver a piece is not expensive.
Hearing this, the old woman trembled, ten taels of silver was enough for a family of four to live comfortably for more than half a year.

"I don't have that much money, can I have an IOU?" the old woman begged.

The old man nodded and said, "Let's pick a wood carving first, and we'll talk about the money later!"

The old woman thanked her and walked back and forth by the shelves. Finally, she chose a rather ugly wooden sculpture of a puppy, and then looked at the old man expectantly.

"Tell me, who do you want to kill?"

"Yangzhou City Judge, Zhao Yu!" When the name of this person was spoken, the old woman's expression was filled with strong hatred, which made her face look a bit hideous.

"reason!"

"Then Zhao Yu killed my husband, my son and daughter-in-law for a piece of Yu Linglong from my Yang family. The old man has lost all his wealth and has nowhere to turn, so he can only turn to you!"

"Understood, just wait a moment!"

With that said, the old sweeper put down his broom and walked towards the backyard.

In the backyard, a man who looked very young was sitting cross-legged in the yard with his eyes closed, while in front of him, a strange-looking epee was floating in the air, exuding a sharp sword glow. It is constantly carving on the roots of the tree.

The wood carvings in the shop in the front yard were carved in this way.

"My lord!" Outside the courtyard, the old man shouted.

The young man opened his eyes and said calmly, "Do you have business again?"

"Yes, the person who is going to be killed is Yangzhou Tongju Zhao Zhi. This young man has also heard of him. He is a black-hearted official who eats people without spit out bones!"

"Understood, I'll take over this job, you can step back!"

"Yes!" The little old man retreated respectfully.

When he left, the young gentleman stood up, and the black epee floating in front of him spun around in the air, and landed directly on his back.

This person is naturally Song Xuan who entered the dungeon world.

He came to this world for a year, and he has practiced here for a year. Of course, when he is bored, he will also work part-time as a killer or something to adjust his boring practice life.

Under the combination of work and rest, he made a breakthrough.

He doesn't know if he is considered a martial arts master, but he knows one thing that his strength has been greatly improved. For example, he can still carve a wood carving with Yujian in the air.

Although, his carving skills still need to be improved, and the carved things are a bit uglier.

He jumped up and walked on the street, looking at the dark and gradually deserted street, he was slightly absent-minded.

I remember that back then, he had also played with Zhou Zhiruo and the three daughters in Yangzhou City. Yangzhou was still the same Yangzhou, and the people around him had changed from humans to ghosts.

He touched his chest subconsciously, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, he could feel that as his own cultivation continued to improve, his mental power became more and more vigorous and condensed, and the three women in the booklet gradually showed signs of awakening.

"Haha, Xiaoling, don't run away!"

While Song Xuan was thinking, not far away, two half-year-old boys of fifteen or sixteen were laughing and playing on the street, and one of them accidentally bumped into Song Xuan's body.

"Alas!" The young man felt that he had hit the iron plate, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Young Master Zhong, are you alright?"

The boy behind ran over nervously, quickly helped his companion up, and looked carefully, half of his face was swollen.

Song Xuan glanced at the two of them, and said lightly, "What's your name?"

"My name is Xu Ziling, and this is my brother Kou Zhong!" The younger boy hurriedly said, he could tell that the man in the green shirt in front of him was definitely a master.

Obviously it was my brother who bumped into him, but he didn't move at all, but his brother Kou Zhong's face was swollen, what is it if he is not a master?
Song Xuan nodded, pondered for a while, and said, "Do you want to make money?"

"Yes I do!"

Kou Zhong, whose face was half swollen, immediately ignored the pain when he heard about earning money, and hurriedly said, "Brother, what kind of job is earning money?"

"You will know when you arrive!"

Song Xuan smiled, one in each hand, holding the arms of the two, then jumped up and landed on the top of the restaurant on the side of the street.

Afterwards, although he was carrying two people, his speed was like a blue lightning bolt in the night, and he kept changing his figure on top of buildings until finally he stopped at the top of a big mansion that looked like an official residence.

"Brother, your speed is too fast, too fast!"

As soon as they let go of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, the two young boys couldn't hold on any longer, they lay on the roof and began to vomit.

Obviously, the speed was too fast, and the two novice drivers were inexperienced and got motion sickness.

After throwing up for a while, Kou Zhong seemed to come to his senses, and suddenly understood what the elder brother who was very skilled in martial arts was going to do, and immediately shook his head and said, "Brother, we don't earn any more money, can you let us go?"

Song Xuan didn't speak, but flew down with the two of them, kicked open the door, and entered the main room of the mansion.

In the room, there were two people working on business. After hearing the noise, the man quickly got up and looked out. When he saw the figure of Song Xuan and the others, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

"Come on, come on, there are assassins!"

Song Xuan didn't speak, but raised his hand and raised his finger to form a sword and slashed lightly towards the courtyard outside the door. Afterwards, a huge gully several feet deep and more than ten feet long appeared in the courtyard extremely terrifyingly.

"Personal grievances, those who dare to go to the former, die!"

As soon as this remark came out, the servants and guards who were still rushing from all around the courtyard looked at each other, and then retreated obediently.

In this case, my master is dead.

At this time, there is no point in expressing loyalty. What good is there in expressing loyalty to a dead person?

Song Xuan raised his hand and grabbed it from the air, and the body of the official who was busy dressing in a panic was pulled up uncontrollably, and Song Xuan pinched his neck.

"Zhao Yu, right? In the book of life and death, your lifespan has expired!"

(End of this chapter)