October twenty-four.

clear.

Mortuary.

Li Ping'an was touching the corpse. The corpse just sent from Tianlao was a notorious gangster during his lifetime.

"There seems to be foreign matter in the internal organs."

When he got the knife, he was about to disembowel him, and there was a loud banging sound on the door.

Li Ping'an opened the door and saw an old scribe. He quickly handed over his hand and said, "Master Qi, you are here again."

"I can't do it if I don't come."

The seventh master said helplessly: "His Majesty issued a decree a few days ago, asking the people to recuperate and recuperate. Now the yamen has begun to strictly investigate, and anyone over the age of twenty-two must get married."

"..."

Li Ping'an had no choice but to ask Master Qi to come in and sit down: "Are you really unable to be accommodating?"

"This time it's about Mr. Fu Yin's political performance, no one dares to slack off."

Master Qi had previously accepted Li Ping'an's benefits and urged her several times to confirm that he didn't want to get married, so he didn't bother to come again. It was considered a two-year grace period.

Li Ping'an asked: "If you don't marry again..."

Master Qi took out a booklet from his sleeve: "All unmarried men and women in the capital are registered. If the three urgings fail, the yamen will force marriage."

"Let's see the brochure."

Li Ping'an gave a small amount of money and looked through the names in the booklet and found that most of them were women.

It makes sense if you think about it carefully. If a man from the capital wants to marry a wife, as long as he lowers his requirements, many women from the countryside will be willing to marry him.

It has nothing to do with region or money. The pure capital city is more stable and peaceful, and it is easier to survive.

Master Qi said: "Most of the women in the book have diseases, otherwise they would not be able to get married. It is better to go to the countryside or buy a girl from a dental shop."

Li Pingan shook his head slightly and pointed at one of the names.

"What does heart disease mean?"

"The girl from Shopkeeper Wang of Changxingfang has a heart disease that is congenitally weak."

The Seventh Master is responsible for the marriage affairs in the capital and knows all the unmarried men and women well. He explained: "This woman is weak and weak. She cannot have sex or have children. She may be in danger of her life."

Li Ping'an's eyes flashed with joy. He had consulted Lawyer Sun before and said that the relationship could not be renewed after his wife's death.

With congenital heart disease, given the medical conditions of this era, very few people can live beyond the age of thirty. When the time comes to pretend that the couple is deeply in love, not only will the Yamen not force them, but they will also use this to promote the sentiment of chastity.

"what about this?"

"The daughter of Lao Zhoutou of Tonghuafang."

Master Qi said: "Lao Zhoutou is an only daughter. However, she was born deaf and mute. No one wants to marry her. But I have seen her. She has strong limbs and is a good worker."

Li Ping'an thought it was a good thing to be deaf and mute, so as not to reveal the secret, but being thick was a bit inappropriate.

"Pick again."

Continuing to flip through a few pages, I didn’t look at the daughter of a prison officer or the one with too much looks. In fact, there weren’t many suitable women.

"Congenitally stupid..."

Li Ping'an thought carefully and found that compared with the sick woman, Chisi's lifespan would be much longer, but he would avoid the risk of exposing his secrets.

Stupid people have no eyesight, and it is hard to tell if they are heartbroken.

"Master Qi, how is this woman?"

Master Qi introduced: "The youngest daughter of Zhang Yuanwai of Shengye Square, the 19-year-old girl is like a seven or eight-year-old child. She doesn't need anyone to take care of her to dress and eat, and she can't do other things."

Li Pingan pondered for a moment, the two women each have their own advantages and disadvantages.

One has a short life and the other has a simple mind.

"I suffer from heart disease and fear of being frightened. I experience murders and robberies from time to time. If a thief comes to my door one day, it is very likely that the girl will get sick and die from fright."

The death of his wife was a good thing for Li Ping'an, but he didn't want to die because of himself.

"Master Qi, take me to see this woman."

"How can Ping An choose all these..."

Master Qi advised: "You should choose someone who is stout and strong, who can help with the work, or the daughter of a prison officer is also good, who is well-educated and sensible, and can teach children to read in the future."

Li Ping'an shook his head slightly, he had never thought about having children.

Having children is the continuation of the short-lived self. Unable to resist death, the blood and will are passed on to the next generation to achieve an alternative life extension.

Immortals don't need it at all, but the family is a burden.

"Master Qi, I think the name of this jade is destined to me."

After that, there are three letters, six appointments, and eight sedan chairs.

Li Ping'an felt guilty for taking advantage of this stupid girl, so he would not be indebted to her in terms of etiquette, and followed the normal marriage process every step of the way.

The process went smoothly and no one stood in the way.

Zhang Yuanwai had long wanted to marry his daughter, and even thought about recruiting a refugee son-in-law. He heard that Li Ping'an had taken the chance, and he did not dislike his status as a subordinate official.

Several tables were set up for the banquet, and fellow villagers were invited.

The bride didn't show up, but the villagers had already heard about it and couldn't help but sigh.

"Peace, what a good young man, why did you fall in love with a fool!"

…

Orthodox second year.

spring.

At midnight.

The copper bell rang, and Li Pingan suddenly opened his eyes.

He carefully took off his wife's arm and stood quietly behind the window. Through the gap, he saw a figure falling in the courtyard.

"You are lucky if you enter the hospital from the roof!"

The visitor did not come to the window, but said loudly.

"Eight-armed corpse demon, come out quickly and die."

"..."

Li Ping'an frowned slightly, not knowing who this person was calling.

The visitor shouted three times in a row, but the murderer didn't come out. Seemingly angry, Cang Langlang drew out his long sword and killed him.

Sizzle...

Li Ping'an lit the match rope of the hand cannon and waited for someone to come through the window.

I never thought that this guy would take the usual route and go to the front door, kicking open the door that had been in disrepair for a long time.

A lot of dust fell from Yang Yang, but the man didn't pay attention. He entered the back room with his sword and saw a bulging bag on the bed that looked like a humanoid figure. He was about to stab it with his sword when he felt dizzy.

"No, I'm poisoned..."

The man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly circulated his Qi to eliminate the poison.

Bang!

A loud noise came from behind, and the man screamed and fell on the bed. He turned around and saw Li Ping'an holding a cylindrical concealed weapon.

"As expected of the eight-armed corpse demon..."

Before he could finish his words, the poison hit his heart and he vomited blood and died. UU reading www. uukanshu． net

"Where did you come from? You don't even know the rule of using the window and not the door!"

Li Ping'an used a wooden stick to open the man's clothes to make sure there were no poisonous insects or hidden weapons.

Carrying the corpse to the courtyard, he looked at it under the moonlight and saw that the angular face seemed familiar. He carefully recalled that they had met him once before.

"The Storm Swordsman!"

It was the swordsman who killed Pang Er in the street. He roamed the capital for half a year and got the nickname Swordsman.

Rumor has it that this man's swordsmanship was as fast as the wind, and that villains and thieves fell to the ground without seeing a move. He was highly sought after by the people, and some storytellers compiled legends about him.

Li Ping'an listened to a few passages, found it interesting and just, and rewarded him with a few cents.

"A swordsman who eliminates harm for the people, why did he come to kill me in the middle of the night?"

"No, this guy is talking about an eight-armed corpse demon. Judging from the name, he is not a righteous person..."

Li Ping'an thought carefully and realized that this name might really be his own. A subordinate official was a court eagle, and he was always disliked by people in the world.

I have killed several murderers in the past, and the wounds were all caused by sneak attacks and hidden weapons, especially the three last year, which were full of bullet holes and not a single good piece of flesh.

"Could it be that if the news of our deeds spreads to the world, we will become a devil?"

Li Ping'an couldn't help but curse. He always asked himself not to do evil, but in the end he became a villain.

"Hatch."

The daughter-in-law stood at the door drowsily and asked confusedly: "Mr. sir, what happened?"

"This thief stole something and let me take care of it."

Li Ping'an didn't tell the young hero's identity, not because he thought it would be troublesome to explain, but because he usually told his wife the story of the young hero fighting off violence and becoming a good man. When the facts were put in front of him, it was hard to tell the truth.

"There are really no good people in the world..."