Chapter 116 The Arrival of Marquis Wu Qing and the Murderous Intent on a Rainy Night (Sixth Update)

Lin Mang smiled slightly, patted Pixiu on the side, turned over and rode up.

Lin Mang rode Pixiu slowly down the mountain.

An invisible sense of oppression came over me like an overwhelming force.

The moment Pixiu walked down the mountain, the horses around him became restless and neighed in fear.

After all, it is a strange beast from heaven and earth, even if it is only a young beast, its noble bloodline is not comparable to that of ordinary beasts.

The pressure hidden in the blood of the race cannot be erased.

Not to mention horses, many people in the world were also frightened when they saw Pixiu.

Xing Yi pulled the reins several times, trying to calm the fierce horse underneath him, but to no avail.

Xing Yi smiled bitterly in his heart and ordered: "Everyone, dismount!"

This guy... is really domineering.

Everyone hurriedly got off their horses.

If he had dismounted slower, he might have made a fool of himself.

Pixiu growled lowly and walked proudly to Xing Yi's side.

Lin Mang stood on Pixiu and took out the token.

"Lin Mang, Fusi Qianhu, Jinyiwei North Town!"

Xing Yi took a deep look at Lin Mang, raised his hands and saluted, "Meizhou Qianhu Office, Qianhu, Xing Yi."

It has become a consensus that Beijing officials should be at a higher level when they go out.

They are the same thousands of households, but they are different after all.

What's more, it's the thousands of households in Fusi, Beizhen.

He had already heard about this on the way here.

Obviously, this Qianhu from Beizhen Fusi came to Meizhou for more than a day or two.

I'm glad I'm not from Nanzhen Fusi.

Even though Nanzhen Fusi has limited power in the capital, when it comes to the local level, everyone has to be careful.

Lin Mang chuckled lightly and asked, "Master Xing is also here for Pixiu?"

Xing Yi glanced at the Pixiu under Lin Mang, nodded and said, "Yes, I heard that a Pixiu was born here, so I came to take a look."

"Congratulations to Mr. Lin for having such an opportunity."

"It's just a fluke."

The two exchanged brief greetings, and Xing Yi invited Lin Mang to Meizhou Qianhu Office.

However, Lin Mang politely declined the proposal.

Seeing this, Xing Yi stopped saying anything and took his people to escort Lin Mang out of Meizhou.

The situation varies everywhere.

In some state capitals, where Jianghu is weak, Jinyiwei's power is bound to be greater.

The thousand households in that mansion are the local emperors.

But Meizhou is different. The power of the seven sects is deep-rooted, and the authority of Jinyiwei is not high. Xing Yi, a thousand-year-old family, has a very difficult time.

Becoming good friends with Lin Mang also hopes that one day, through Lin Mang's relationship, he can be promoted to Beizhen Fusi.

"Mr. Lin, we can only send you here." Xing Yi said, cupping his fists.

Lin Mang smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much for this journey, Mr. Xing."

With Xing Yi escorting us, we did avoid a lot of trouble along the way.

As for Xing Yi's thoughts, he could guess a little bit.

But the capital is also a huge whirlpool, and Xing Yi thinks too much of the capital.

Lin Mang looked around and waved to signal Tang Qi and others to step back.

Seeing this, Xing Yi understood and also signaled to his subordinates behind him to step back.

Lin Mang said slowly: "The leaders of the seven factions in Meizhou are dead. If Lord Xing is willing, he can take the opportunity to recover the seven factions."

Xing Yi's pupils shrank sharply.

Staring at Lin Mang, his mind was racing and he thought of many things in an instant.

No wonder I never saw those seven guys.

Xing Yi was secretly shocked as to who this Qianhu was.

To have such strength at such a young age is truly extraordinary.

Xing Yi cupped his fists and said solemnly: "Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

"These seven sects dare to plot against Jin Yiwei. Their crimes cannot be punished and they should be eliminated."

Lin Mang smiled.

smart people.

Talking to smart people saves trouble.

Lin Mang patted Pi Xiu, turned around and walked towards the distance.

"Sir Xing, these Jianghu sects use force to break the ban and despise the imperial power. It is better to eradicate them as soon as possible."

"I have some money that was robbed by people from the seven sects. I hope that Master Xing can deliver it as soon as possible after clearing it out."

The cold voice gradually faded away.

Xing Yi smiled and said loudly: "Don't worry, Master Lin won't be kept waiting."

There are some things that we all know very well.

If you give a gift, it depends on whether the other person accepts it or not.

If others don't accept it, even if you have thousands of dollars, it won't help.

In his opinion, as long as Lin Qianhu accepted the money, his entry into the capital should be successful.

You can't just collect money and not do anything, right?

…

Outside Shuntian Mansion,

The rain was heavy.

Under the night, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky.

The electric light illuminated a group of people galloping on horseback under the darkness.

Mud water splashes.

The intensive sound of horse hooves is accompanied by the roar of thunder, and the sound is majestic.

Pixiu is very fast.

Tang Qi and others fell far behind.

This was Lin Mang's intention to slow down Pixiu, otherwise Pixiu's traveling speed would have been enough to exceed half a day's journey.

After running for several days, Tang Qi and the others changed their horses three times, but Pi Xiu showed no sign of fatigue.

Lin Mang shouted: "Speed ​​up and rush to the station ahead."

The cold wind whizzed past my ears.

It rains like a waterfall!

The station ahead gradually became clearer.

The lantern hanging at the door of the inn swayed gently in the wind.

Pixiu suddenly stopped, and Lin Mang's body was filled with aura, automatically draining away the rainwater from the sky.

Tang Qi and others hurriedly came from behind, and the Liaodong horses under them were already exhausted.

Tang Qi got off his horse and went to knock on the door.

After knocking several times in succession, the sound of footsteps trampling on the rainwater was heard at the door.

The door opened, and an old postman in his forties wearing a raincoat came out holding an oil lamp.

When he saw the Jin Yiwei token displayed by Tang Qi, he hurriedly knelt down.

Beizhen Fusi Jinyi's personal army!

Seeing this token at night is scarier than seeing a ghost.
To be continued...