Zishi.

The night was dark and silent.

On Liushu Street in Yongxingfang, three figures were flying across the rooftops.

"Second Brother Gui, slow down, our leg is injured."

"Third brother, don't be anxious. It's just one step earlier and one step later. If you steal the gold and silver, you will be divided equally."

"Brother is right. With our strength, we can easily gain a reputation and make the nickname of the Three Evils of the Southwest resound throughout the world!"

"Jiejiejie..."

The strange laughter was as hoarse as a night owl, sending chills down the spine.

The three of them were criminals in the sky jail. The cell was tense a few days ago, and the jailer locked them together.

After exchanging names, I realized that they were all from the southwest, so they drank blood wine, worshiped each other, and agreed that Caishikou would die in the same year, month, and day.

In the future, we will be reincarnated as brothers and travel in the world.

As a result, he met the new king and gave him a pardon for the world. He survived the catastrophe and escaped from the prison alive.

The jailers had already raided them all, and they had no money to buy clothes or food. They stayed in the capital for a few days and started doing business without money.

He easily stole from several wealthy families, and planned to leave the capital overnight and hide in the mountains for a few months. After the news had passed, he could feel at ease again.

"Ouch!"

The third child was in a hurry to chase his two brothers, so he took a shortcut and stepped on the wall. Suddenly, the soles of his feet tingled and numbed.

His legs and feet were injured from the torture. He was unable to stand for a while and fell from the wall into the trap. More than a dozen spikes penetrated his chest and he lost his breath in an instant.

Brother Gui heard the noise and quickly turned around, using the moonlight to see the spikes all over the wall.

When he fell into the courtyard and saw the miserable death of his third brother, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"I've always been the only one who kills people and sets fires. How come we're being plotted against for no reason!"

The boss also turned around and glanced at the courtyard: "This is a mortuary. Kill the mortuary officer to avenge the third brother."

"That's how it should be."

The second brother Gui took out the package of the third child, went to the window and used his spit to break the window paper. When he looked inside with one eye, he felt that the darkness was a bit cold.

"Why does it smell like smoke?"

At this point in my thoughts, I heard a bang and the window shattered.

Brother Ghost's head was buzzing. Countless iron sands pierced the flesh and blood and were embedded in the tempered iron skull. However, the eyes, nostrils, mouth and throat could not stop the iron sands from tearing apart.

His face was covered with flesh pits. He lay on the ground and gasped a few times, and soon died.

"What a vicious hidden weapon!"

The boss could vaguely see a figure through the broken window, holding up a cylindrical object, which was somewhat similar to the Thousand Machine Clock and Rainstorm Needle that were popular in the world.

"However, third-rate sneak attack methods will never be put on the table..."

As he spoke, he jumped several feet and rushed towards him from the window, showing no fear of the mysterious hidden weapon.

Li Ping'an aimed at the landing position and pulled the trigger again. Fortunately, neither shot misfired. Several iron bullets were mixed in the iron sand and hit the thief overwhelmingly.

This is the advantage of shotguns, which do not require high sights.

"Wake it up for me!"

The boss roared angrily, and the energy from his Dantian flowed to the soles of his feet. The body that was about to land seemed to be stepping on the air and lifted several feet up, out of the range of the iron sand.

"Damn..."

Li Ping'an cursed secretly, threw the hand cannon away, turned around and ran towards the hole in the wall.

"Little thief, where are you going?"

The boss stepped on the ground, flew across the window, as fast as a meteor, pushed and slapped Li Ping'an on the back with both hands.

Li Ping'an held up an iron shield in front of him, knelt on the bed and begged for mercy: "My hero, have mercy on me."

"die!"

The boss's palms were printed in the middle of the shield, and it actually sunk half an inch into it. Such force could break even steel and iron bones when hitting a human body.

Sizzle...

"what sound?"

The boss's doubts had just arisen when the shield in front of him erupted into dazzling fire, his ears were ringing due to the roaring sound, and he felt severe pain all over his body.

Iron sand and iron bullets penetrated into the body, tearing the internal organs to pieces.

"Huhuhu...what is this..."

The boss was lying on the ground, looking at his bloody chest and abdomen, his face filled with disbelief that a master in refining internal organs actually died of a mere subordinate.

Li Ping'an took out the second hand cannon and fired two rounds at the boss's head. He waited until he was completely dead before answering.

"Blade Mine!"

Shaking his numb and painful arms, the shield exploded with a huge thrust, which could break both arms if he was well-forged.

After taking a short rest, Li Ping'an took a sharp knife and cleaned up the two corpses.

The iron sand was dug out roughly, and the corpse was bloody and shapeless. The death was tragic, but it could be evaded by the agency's hidden weapon.

Li Ping'an cleaned up the scene, opened the courtyard door, and saw dozens of soldiers waiting in formation outside.

The leader was Centurion Li San. After hearing the report from his subordinates, he immediately brought all the soldiers over, but he was afraid of the thunder and did not dare to go in.

Seeing Li Ping'an coming out, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Peace, the thief is dead?"

"All dead."

Li Pingan pointed to the three bloody corpses: "They have tattoos on their faces and torture wounds on their bodies. They should be the criminals who were pardoned a few days ago."

Li San glanced at the situation in the yard by the light of the fire, and was too frightened to ask any more questions.

"Peace, leave it to me. There will be no other trouble."

"Thank you, third brother."

Li Ping'an stepped aside and allowed the soldiers to carry away the corpses.

Li Sanping stepped back, leaned closer and whispered: "This matter will probably not be reported, and there will be no reward from the Yamen. After all..."

Needless to say, Li Ping'an can also understand the next words.

Just a few days after the new monarch issued a general amnesty to the world, criminals who were released from prison came into the house and killed people. It was a slap in the face to His Majesty.

Li Ping'an nodded slightly: "I'll just pretend it never happened."

"That's very good. Please have a drink in peace in a few days."

Li San cupped his hands and hurried away with his men, leaving a few soldiers behind to appease the neighbors and strictly prohibiting any discussion of tonight's events.

Your Majesty’s image of benevolence must not be damaged in the slightest!

"Haha, amnesty to the world..."

Li Pingan shook his head helplessly, disapproving of the amnesty.

The amnesty does not hinder judicial justice. After all, there was no justice in ancient times, but the criminals have no intention of repenting, let alone appreciate the emperor's favor.

If it is released, it will be a disaster, and countless people will suffer.

Return to the courtyard.

Li Ping'an looked at the broken windows and crumbling roof, which had to be repaired by craftsmen.

"This power is greater than expected!"

When I first added gunpowder, I just thought that the more powerful it would be, the better. The priority was to survive the killing, and at worst, escape afterwards.

The boss knocked down the window sill, walked directly from the window to the house, and started looking through the thief's belongings.

"The baggage is full of jewelry, gold and silver. I estimate there are seven to eight thousand taels. It must have been stolen not long ago!"

Li Ping'an looked happy. His friends in the world were all moral and righteous and never came to a house empty-handed.

"After practicing the Eagle Claw Kung Fu, then the Iron Arm Kung Fu and Iron Head Kung Fu, it's basically a full-body exercise. It's time to save money for bone tempering."

After estimating the gold and silver, I picked up two volumes and read them.

It records the same exercise, but the handwriting is different. It contains not only formulas for exercising the exercise, but also explanations in popular vernacular.

"Kunlun Hunyuan Gong!"

After Li Ping'an read it, he was extremely pleasantly surprised. It was a true qi method.

"Looking at the explanation of the exercise formula, it is repeatedly mentioned that the elder brother said it and the elder brother said it. Perhaps the leading thief taught it to the other two thieves."

"If this is true, they are three loyal brothers..."

"But we still need to find someone to identify the authenticity. Let's wait for Yan Chixiao or Zhigang to come!"

Qi practice is extremely dangerous, especially the techniques obtained from thieves. Those people are cunning and may deliberately omit a few key formulas.

After death, the skills are leaked, and anyone who dares to practice will have their meridians broken, which is considered indirect revenge.

Li Ping'an carefully hid the book in a crack in the wall. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Compared with the body-building exercises that cost twenty taels of silver per volume, the Zhenqi method is much more precious and worth thousands of gold.

Tianlao sent many criminals from all walks of life, but very few of them had practiced Zhenqi Kung Fu.

Later, there were sorcerer cases, rebellion cases, fraud cases, and crony cases, and the morgues were filled up one after another. There were many guards who were proficient in martial arts, but they could not find the Zhenqi method.

Li Ping'an almost gave up. He never thought that happiness would fall from the sky and come without any effort.

"No, it took a lot of effort, and we almost died!"

A few days later.

Li Ping'an was busy repairing the house, and since he made a fortune, he completely renovated the house and built it solidly with high-quality bricks and stones.

An additional dark room was built, with the entrance behind the closet, which will be used for retreat and meditation in the future.

According to Hunyuan Gong, you should not move rashly while meditating to practice your Qi. You need to be protected by relatives of the same family to avoid sneak attacks by young people.

Li Ping'an is the only one from the Nine Clan, so he can only practice martial arts in hiding.

This day.

Uncle Zhuzhu came to the door with the body on his back. After putting it down, he saw clearly that the deceased was actually Liu Ye.

"Uncle Liu hanged himself at home after paying tribute to Qingshan. He had no place to bury him and could only send him here to you."

"Why not be buried in the ancestral grave in Wangjiacun?"

Li Ping'an had long heard comments from neighbors that it was a pity that Wang Qingshan committed suicide out of fear of crime on the eve of the amnesty.

However, things in prison are never that simple.

The grain store run by Wang Qingshan was related to the Jiangnan family. Apparently someone did not want him to be granted amnesty, so he committed suicide before the imperial edict was issued.

Uncle Zhuzhu sighed helplessly: "Many young people in the village were implicated and hated Qingshan so much that they worked together to expel Uncle Liu from the clan."

"..."

Li Ping'an remained silent. When he was really prosperous, everyone admired him, but when he was down and out, everyone despised him.