I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 14 Deja Vu
"No, this is simply against the law of nature. What if Li Qingyun is killed?"

Bai Yunrui shook his head like a rattle and refused to agree at all.

He is a proud person, how could he be willing to do such a despicable thing to solve the case?
Fang Shuan sneered:
"Uncle, you are good in every way except that you are too old-fashioned. I have checked Li Qingyun's background. He is a complete scoundrel. His death will be a relief to Bianliang City. What do you have to worry about?"

Bai Yunrui still disagrees:

"Nonsense, no matter how scoundrel he is, he doesn't deserve to die. You're using him as bait to fish, how much better than those cultists are you?"

Fang Shuan had already guessed what Bai Yunrui would say, and of course he had a plan in mind:
"Uncle, this kid is not afraid of filthy air, and his martial arts are pretty good, so he won't die in a short time. If you're worried about him getting into trouble, you can protect him in secret. I don't really want to kill him, I just want to scare him."

After hearing this, Bai Yunrui was slightly moved, and his expression eased a little, but then he shook his head again:
"No, it's still too dangerous. The people of the Wu Shi Sect have strange methods. I'm afraid I can't protect him."

Upon hearing this, Fang Shuan put away the wooden box with a look of regret, and sighed:
"Well, that makes sense. This is not a easy matter to handle. It's normal for you to be afraid, uncle.

"The difficult case in Kaifeng Prefecture can only be solved with my old man Xu Liang's personal intervention. I'd better go and ask him, or the people in Tianbo Prefecture..."

When Bai Yunrui heard this, his sword-like eyebrows immediately stood up:

"Bring it!"

Fang Shuan rolled his little bitch eyes:
"Did not you say……"

Bai Yunrui gritted his teeth and cursed with a red face:
"Fang Shuan, you...you are such a bastard!"

As he said this, he snatched the wooden box from his hand, stood up and walked away without even looking back.

Fang Shuan looked at Bai Yunrui's back and couldn't stop laughing.

He knows his uncle too well.

Bai Yunrui is young, has great martial arts skills, and comes from a good family. He can be considered a leader of the new generation in Kaifeng Prefecture. However, Mr. Bao also has the famous Xu Liang under his command. In terms of martial arts and wisdom, he is far superior to him.

When people mention Kaifeng Prefecture, the first thing they think of is the White-browed Hero, and then the Jade-faced Little Bodhidharma.

Even among the younger generation, the siblings Yang Wenguang and Yang Jinhua from Tianbo Mansion were showing a tendency to overshadow him in fame.

But General Bai was young and full of vigor and had a proud temperament. He was most afraid of being told that he was inferior to others. Therefore, Fang Shuan made him submit with just a few simple words.

"Hehe, this is called an open conspiracy. Uncle clearly knows that he has been provoked, but what can he do?

"Lao Fang, Lao Fang, your wisdom is getting stronger and stronger..."

Fang Shuan's trick worked. He shook his head proudly, picked up the tea and took a sip. He felt the fragrance was refreshing and refreshing.

Suddenly, his hand froze in mid-air...

"Everyone is leaving. Do you want to stay in my old room to settle the bill?"

No!

He touched the two ounces of silver in his arms, called the tea master loudly and ordered:
"Mr. Fang was in a hurry to leave today and didn't bring any money with him. Please put the money on Mr. Bai's account first."

Dr. Tea naturally recognized Bai Yunrui from Kaifeng Prefecture. He knew that this gentleman was a man of his word and never bought anything on credit, so he readily agreed.

Fang Shuan saved money on tea and was in a good mood. He thought for a while and said:

"I'll weigh another half pound of Biluochun for Mr. Fang and put it on his account..."

……

Li Qingyun walked on the street, feeling a little heavy-hearted.

The pair of strange eyes that secretly watched in the gambling house were like an annoying shadow, lingering in his mind and could not be shaken off.

This feeling of being targeted made him feel very uncomfortable.

If Li Qingyun didn't have a secret, he really wanted to cooperate with Kaifeng Prefecture and seek their help.

Now that he has rejected Fang Shuan's invitation, he can only face the threat of the Wu Shi Sect alone.

The only way out is to constantly improve himself. Since crossing over, relying on the two great magical powers of "Soul Devouring" and "Burning Blood", he killed Ma Tongsu of the Wu Shi Sect and easily defeated the third in command of the Jin Feng Xi Yu Tower, which gave him an illusion that he was very strong.

But Bai Yunrui's light yet unstoppable blow brought him back to reality from his floating clouds.

That is a martial art that does not belong to the ordinary world. It breaks through the limits of human beings and reaches another level of life.

It turned out that the gap between himself and the real masters was so huge that even after activating the "Burning Blood" magical power, he still had no power to resist at all.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun's desire to become stronger became more and more difficult to suppress. He couldn't wait to return to Changle Gang to see what other martial arts were hidden in Song Ke's Arhat Hall.

After all, the Changle Gang was once prosperous, and it is impossible for them to only have superficial boxing and kicking skills such as the "Five Elements Fist".

With a goal in mind, his tense nerves relaxed a little and his steps became lighter.

As he walked, Li Qingyun suddenly became dazed and found that he was heading towards the Yingxiong Building, but he did not know when he arrived near the Guanyin Temple in the East City.

The scene before me was inexplicably familiar, giving me a sense of déjà vu.

"Young Master, please tell me your fortune. You must pay for it."

Li Qingyun looked blankly and saw a fortune-telling stall on the street with four crookedly written words "iron-mouthed and straight-forward prediction" in black ink.

The stall owner was an old fortune teller wearing a blue cloth gown, who was waving at him enthusiastically.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, showing his vicissitudes of life, but his eyes were crystal clear and bright, with a restrained charm, without any turbidity of old age.

Li Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then he involuntarily walked towards him, sat down on the chair, put his legs on the table and said nonchalantly:

"Forget it, but you won't let me smash your stall!"

The fortune teller looked at his face and smacked his lips seriously:

"Oh, my young master, your forehead is black and you are surrounded by evil spirits. I am afraid you will have a bloody disaster soon. Do you want to..."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyun became furious for no reason and cursed:

"Damn it! How dare you curse your uncle Li! Are you looking for death?"

As he spoke, he could not suppress the impulse in his heart. He jumped up from the chair more than three feet high, passed the fortune-telling stall, and pounced directly on the old man. He slapped him several times in a row, "I told you not to talk nonsense..."

"..."

The fortune teller's mouth was full of blood, and he was mumbling incoherently, as if he was explaining something.

Li Qingyun vented his anger but still felt unsatisfied, so he used both hands to overturn the old man's chair to the ground.

"Ouch!"

The fortune-teller fell to the ground, grimacing in pain. At the same time, an object fell out of his sleeve and rolled to the ground.

Li Qingyun picked it up and saw that it was a beautifully carved puppet. He put it in his arms and said viciously:

"A small punishment but a big warning. It will teach you a lesson. Don't be so blind next time."

After saying this, he brushed the dust off his clothes and walked away.

He had just taken two steps when suddenly a cool breeze blew on his face. Li Qingyun shivered and suddenly woke up.

He found himself still standing there, surrounded by a huge crowd of people. Where was the fortune-telling stall?

Everything that just happened seemed like a dream, yet it was extremely real.

The midday sun was dazzling, but Li Qingyun's heart was filled with shadows...

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(End of this chapter)