Luo Jingtian was beheaded. He was popular, and someone collected his body. Chen Guanlou was not in a hurry to go outside the city. He found out that the Luo family would leave for exile in the northwest in half a month. He was at ease working in the Tianlao these days. He didn't go to Yangliu Village outside the city until he felt that the storm had subsided and there were fewer strange faces outside the Tianlao. He disguised himself and went to Yangliu Village outside the city. Sure enough, he dug out an oil paper package under the osmanthus tree. He didn't read the contents inside, and hurried back to the capital. He returned home only after making sure that no one was following him. He didn't have time to drink a sip of water. He opened the package. There were gold, silver, jewelry, and 1,000 taels of silver notes, which totaled to an estimated 2,000 taels. In addition, there was a list. He quickly glanced at it and decisively put the list under the candlelight and watched it burn to ashes with his own eyes. At the bottom of the package was a secret book of martial arts, "The Record of Ascension". Chen Guanlou couldn't hide his excitement just by looking at the name. Was it the ascension he thought of? Could this be a hidden world of immortal cultivation? Are there really immortal masters in the world? He looked through it anxiously, and then his face was depressed. It is not known whether there are immortal masters, but he is sure that he cannot practice for the time being. Because, I can't understand it!
The language and words in it are too obscure, and you need to pick them out word by word. If you misunderstand the meaning of each word, you will be in danger of going astray. No wonder Luo Jingtian has not practiced since he got this secret book. He turned to the end in one breath, and there were actually a few pages of sword manuals hidden. He gestured according to the sword manual and felt that the sword manual and the "Ascension Record" secret book could only play the greatest effect when used in conjunction. "Ascension Record" should be an extremely profound practice, and Luo Jingtian didn't need to use this thing to deceive him before he died. He couldn't practice for the time being, so he decided to memorize the entire secret book first, and then find a learned person to consult whenever he had the chance, and understand the true meaning of each word in it. Anyway, he has plenty of time, if one year doesn't work, then two or three years... He is not in a hurry at all. Money makes things easier. Chen Guanlou found the yamen runners who escorted the prisoners to exile. They were all runners of the same system. Although they rarely interacted with each other on weekdays, as long as the money was in place, it was no problem for them to help look after a few prisoners. He gave money and managed the relationship. He did not show up in front of the Luo family, but just watched the Luo family leave the city gate. After that, he paid for the master of the fighting line to escort the Luo family all the way to the northwest exile place safely. Luo Jingtian just asked him to escort his family out of the capital safely. Chen Guanlou got the "Ascension Record" and silver, so he just did a good thing and asked someone to escort them to the northwest. If someone really wanted to kill the Luo family, they would definitely not do it within the territory of the capital. It should be after leaving the capital, at a dangerous section of the road. The fighting line arranged a master to escort, and the two sides met at Wuli Pavilion outside the city. When they arrived at Wuli Pavilion, they saw a man in the martial arts world wearing a bamboo hat and holding a sword in both hands. "Just you?" Chen Guanlou was a little skeptical of the other party's strength. Many ants can kill an elephant. Even if a mere person can beat five, can he beat ten or twenty at once? "Don't worry, Boss Lou. This is the top expert in our fighting business." The receptionist of the fighting business smiled flatteringly. Chen Guanlou did not use his real name when he contacted the fighting business. He used the alias of Lou, Lou Laowu, and everyone called him Boss Lou. "What if the other party has more people..." Swish! The sword is out of the sheath! The sword is sheathed! The fly that just flew over was split in half and fell on the stone table. Chen Guanlou bared his teeth and shuddered in his heart. What a fast sword! He stared at the swordsman. The swordsman's face was covered by a bamboo hat. Only the lower half of his face could be seen. He had a scruffy beard and looked a little down and out and a little unruly. He never opened his mouth to speak.
He whispered to the manager of the fighting business, "What rank?" The manager of the fighting business gestured a two. A second-rank warrior. Is this the strength of a second-rank warrior? The sword was drawn so fast that Chen Guanlou didn't even see how the other party drew the sword. He only heard a sound from beginning to end. He only heard a sound when the sword was sheathed and sheathed. This speed was indeed the strength of the second-grade. However, as a customer, he was still picky. "Didn't you say it was the third-grade?" "Boss Lou, you don't know, the price you gave is only for the second-grade." The implication was that if there were third-grade masters, you had to pay more. Chen Guanlou thought about it and gritted his teeth, "If there are a few more first-grade warriors, I'm afraid there won't be enough people." "This... Boss Lou may not understand the market situation very well. If a second-grade warrior can't solve something, a first-grade warrior can't do it either." The manager of the fighting line pointed out very implicitly, Boss Lou, you are an outsider. We won't cheat you out of money. We are people who do long-term business. Chen Guanlou paid decisively. The swordsman took the money and left, and the few people who took off and landed had disappeared. Seeing that he paid so readily, the manager of the fighting business began to promote his business, "Boss Lou, don't worry, this trip will be fine. If you need it in the future, come to me again and I will give you a discount of 95%." Chen Guanlou was very disgusted. He didn't want a discount, he wanted a sword technique, and ordinary goods would be fine, he didn't mind. In this regard, I believe that people in the fighting business should be very good. The manager of the fighting business was indeed good, and recommended him a sword technique that did not require internal strength to practice, and said that in view of the cooperation, he could give it to him for free. So good? Chen Guanlou immediately suspected that he might have been cheated in this order. After getting the sword technique, he returned to the Tianlao to continue his work. A new batch of prisoners were locked up in the Bing-shaped prison. Passing by the No. 60 prison, there was a new flower thief. He was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to kill him. It was said that he had committed crimes in the local area before, but he was not caught. He was so bold that he ran to the capital to commit crimes, and even sneaked into the home of the Minister of War, and almost raped the daughter of the Minister's family. Fortunately, the Minister's family kept several warriors, and the servants in the family were also very responsible. They found the traces of the flower thief in time and captured him in one move. The person next to the flower thief was a big thief known as "Mr. Kongkong" in the rivers and lakes. He stole all over the world and even ran to the princess's mansion to steal. The guards of the princess's mansion were not vegetarians. No matter how powerful he was, he still fell into the net, broke his legs and was imprisoned in the prison. Two people, one with broken hands and the other with broken legs, both of them were caught in the homes of wealthy and powerful people in the capital, they were really brothers in distress. "Is there anything to eat?" Mr. Kongkong's legs were broken and he couldn't move. He could only lean against the wall. His face was covered with blood and he hadn't cleaned it since he was caught. He looked very embarrassed. "Look for the food server." Chen Guanlou said and continued to patrol. This kind of new prisoner is a fat sheep in Tianlao. He is a newcomer and consciously puts himself in the right position, not competing with the old hands for these fat sheep's business. Mr. Kongkong shouted: "The food server is so evil, he dares to ask for five taels of silver for a bowl of porridge. If he doesn't give it to me, he will give me slop porridge." Chen Guanlou glanced at him and continued to patrol forward.
Mr. Kongkong shouted again: "I have money, but I don't want to be a sucker." Chen Guanlou: ... Haha! This is not up to you!