Feng Yiming felt very wronged.

A few days ago, he was at the Hero Building of his own industry in Foshan Town. Just because he glanced at a beautiful woman in purple on the side of the road, he accidentally bumped into someone next to him and was stopped by the Taoist priest who appeared out of nowhere.

Entanglement makes it difficult to move forward.

I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I have a family background. My martial arts is quite good in Lingnan. I thought I could easily deal with each other, but after only a few moves between the two, my hands were like being clamped by a pair of iron pincers, and my muscles and bones were all broken.

He was about to burst into pieces, his face was as swollen as a pig's liver, but he couldn't break free, and he actually made a fool of himself on the street.

Feng Yiming was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back. By the time the servants from his hero building heard the news and came over, the Taoist priest had already fled.

However, all this was just the beginning. In the next three days, all kinds of bizarre things happened around him. First, a fire broke out inexplicably in his warehouse, which destroyed two items in the north room and then suddenly went out.

, food bills, and business contracts were burned to the ground, not even one out of ten was left.

Then the well water in the house smelled bad. Someone dug a ditch somewhere and polluted the spring well. The whole house was filled with a stench. My father's seven-bedroom concubine also hurriedly ran back to her parents' home.

, spread the news throughout Foshan Town.

Later, in the restaurants, gambling stalls, shops, and warehouses that the family opened in the town, people frequently started troubles, and cheaters appeared one after another. Feng Yiming led the Five Tigers sect people to run around like a fire brigade.

I can't stand the increasingly serious situation.

To make matters worse, the Guandi Society, a beggar's den centered in Guangzhou City, also suddenly came and took advantage of the situation to extort money. Feng Yiming invited the Foshan Wulin to make peace, but his former friends in the Wulin ignored the call for help, and so on.

After he spent money to take care of everything, he found that he had lost ten days and a half of his profit, and he was so busy that he was so busy that he was able to make a comeback.

There are countless such things, and these should not be worried about by him. With his own father who is known as "Southern Batian" and has the best martial arts in Lingnan, he can naturally seek justice. But recently, two people came to Beijing.

As an imperial guard, my father had to go to accompany me, so I entrusted all the family property to me.

In just a few days, Feng Yiming thought about it day and night, just hoping to be freed from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, and his hair turned gray due to worry.

During a series of unfortunate events, Feng Yiming once suspected that there was someone behind the scenes, so he specially sent extra personnel to investigate at the corners of Foshan Town, focusing on travelers and outsiders. However, after a few days, nothing was found, and nothing suspicious was found.

Clues.

After thinking about it, Feng Yiming only felt that everything started with the woman in purple, so he ran to do a fortune telling. After listening to the fortune teller, he categorically said that the woman must have been born in Tai Sui, and he was guilty of Tai Sui.

That's why the year is so bad, and you have to spend money to escape this disaster.

Feng Yiming returned to his house and thought about it, and smelled the stench coming from the well water again in his nose. He gritted his teeth and climbed up, put on a blue silk gown and headed towards Foshan, the most popular and most effective place in town.

Went to Pak Tai Temple first.

Just when Feng Yiming stepped out of Feng Mansion, he didn't notice that several mysterious beggars on the corner of the street had already taken the lead and slipped away towards the Beidi Temple.

In fact, Jiang Wen, who secretly controlled all this, has not been running around these days. He has been hiding in the Beidi Temple, inquiring about the recent news in Foshan Town. After hearing the news from the beggars, he sneered,

But he found Yuan Ziyi looking at him strangely.

"Girl in purple, why are you looking at me like this?"

Yuan Ziyi coughed lightly and looked away, moved to the temple door, and said with a slight surprise: "Master Jiang, I didn't expect that you have so many ways to trouble people. You can't see it on ordinary days."

Jiang Wen smiled slightly and shook his arms easily.

He is a national player recognized by Zhao Wuji, and he can already compete with the people in the Forbidden City. It can only be said that he is killing a chicken with a knife. Moreover, compared with the Sanshan chess game in Fuzhou City, where lives are at stake, and one wrong move can kill half the people in the city, this game

Dealing with the Feng family's actions was as easy as picking something out of a bag.

"Do I want to punish them? I clearly just pushed and called out all the people who were dissatisfied with the Feng family in this Foshan town. Apart from the two of us who went in to set fires, there was only one way to dig ditches and get into trouble.

Did I do it?”

Leader Jiang's attitude is very firm. Although he has profound skills as a troublemaker, these despicable methods must have nothing to do with himself, the current hero and the leader of the generation. They are completely the actions of others.

This is also true. Just when Jiang Wen proposed to take action against Feng Tiannan, Lei Hu showed great enthusiasm and said that it didn't matter if he wanted money or people, all of which would be recorded in his account.

The local bully Feng Tiannan was defeated.

The beggars of the Guandi Society were even more enthusiastic. Du Lao San and Lao Hua Zi hit it off immediately and ordered the beggars in Foshan Town to fully cooperate and make plans to cut off Feng Tiannan's hand that was reaching out to Guangzhou City.

In the following days, Jiang Wen discovered that all the martial arts sects in Foshan town, large and small, had joined in the troubles without any pressure, adding insult to injury and making the already chaotic water even more muddy.

It turned an ordinary murder case into Murder on the Orient Express.

Under this situation, even if Feng Yiming wanted to find the murderer, he would only think that it was an accidental collision of coincidence and coincidence. Otherwise, how could the previously peaceful Foshan Town have so many monsters erupting so densely?!

"Miss Yuan, there is more help in good times and less help in bad ways. Can't you see that the Feng family hates ghosts and hates ghosts? It is clear that God wants to take them in?"

Jiang Wen pretended to be an official.

"Feng Tiannan's mistakes will be punished by Feng Yiming. Doesn't this God have to listen to prison lawsuits five times and commit crimes in order to know who is a good guy and who is a bad guy?"

But Yuan Ziyi doesn't accept this trick. She doesn't believe that good and evil are rewarded. If God really has eyes, why did Feng Tiannan have to wait until now to take revenge on his son who is obviously much more polite and polite?

Up?

Jiang Wen was obviously in a good mood, and said to Yuan Ziyi with a hint of joking: "What, you feel sorry for your brother? With your current martial arts skills, if you want to be Feng Ziyi when you go back, I think the Feng family will be overjoyed."

"you!"

Yuan Ziyi's almond-shaped eyes widened, her face flushed with a hint of red, and she turned away and ignored Jiang Wen, obviously losing her temper.

But Jiang Wen sat back on the chair without taking it seriously, and flipped through the vaguely written book on the table, "Tai Shang Yuan Shi Tian Zun Speaks of the Beidi's Magical Curse for Conquering Demons" - he walked around pretending to be a Taoist priest every day, but in the end he always spoke from Buddhist scriptures.

And the Analects of Confucius, if you are in a hurry, you have to use the wonderful sounds of the Great Vehicle Bodhisattva of the Kingdom of Light. This is obviously not professional enough, so you have to make up for it as soon as possible.

Yuan Ziyi, who was originally impatient, stood at the door sulking. No one answered him for a long time, so he had to turn his head to look back furtively, but he happened to meet Jiang Wen who raised his eyes, and immediately turned back.

"Miss Yuan, you must know that there is no way to bring luck or misfortune but to one's own fault. The Feng family's successive misfortunes are retribution. Don't you believe this?"

Jiang Wen said casually, his words just enough to float into the other person's ears, "A gentleman is virtuous but not afraid of power, and a villain is afraid of power but not virtuous. The Feng family relies on the power of the Wuhumen to run rampant and has power but no virtue.

Even Lei Hu knows how to convince people with virtue, is his family trying to die?"

Yuan Ziyi frowned and looked at Jiang Wen, and suddenly remembered the relatives who wanted to dip his mother into the pig cage, and said disgustedly: "Does Master Jiang think that everyone in the town is a gentleman, so his power is not enough to convince others?"

"wrong!"

Jiang Wen slapped the table, his eyes filled with amusement.

"With the Feng family being so troubled, the gentlemen who are not afraid of authority are either dead or running away, and the rest are just villains. When villains live in the world, they naturally listen to whoever has the biggest fist. When they see that the Feng family is in trouble, they will add insult to injury.

What's wrong? Didn't Feng Tiannan find this himself?"

Yuan Ziyi was suffocated after hearing this and stopped talking.

Although Thunder Tiger is domineering in business, he also pays attention to what he says and reputation first, but Wuhumen uses his power to plunder without any scruples. Not to mention that Yuan Ziyi's mother Yuan Yingu also met a fisherman who was willing to take care of them.

When the two mothers and Feng Tiannan found out, they became furious and even beat him to death immediately.

This kind of behavior has regarded Foshan Town as private property. If they don't die, how can other people live a good life?

Seeing the thoughtful look on Yuan Ziyi's face, Jiang Wen continued: "Miss Yuan, don't look at Feng Yiming as gentle, polite, and somewhat related to you, but Guan Dihui will find out in the past few days that he

We have already taken thirty or forty lives here in Lingnan."

This matter is not difficult to investigate, and the Feng family has never tried to cover it up. Even in the book "Flying Fox Gaiden", Feng Tiannan once boldly claimed that "A certain person traveled across Lingnan and became the head of the Five Tigers Sect"

, He has killed nothing in his life. My son has also killed thirty or forty people. If he dies in your hands today, what does it matter?】

There were some things Jiang Wen didn't say, but he could already vaguely guess that among the many beggars in Guangzhou, many had similar grudges to Feng Tiannan, and he didn't know the reason for the "flourishing" of the Guandi Society.

How much credit does Feng Tiannan owe...

Yuan Ziyi was stunned for a long time after hearing this. Rou Ni tightly grasped the soft silver whip around her waist, her expression became even more uncertain.

He had practiced martial arts for many years in order to take revenge, but in fact he had not even harmed a single human life. However, Feng Yiming, whom he had previously felt sympathy for, had been stained with so much blood. He did not know how many people like himself had been caused.

Tragedy.

However, among these people, how many of them will be as blessed as themselves, to be saved from suffering by their master, and to hold life and death in their own hands?

Jiang Wen knew very well that the problem Yuan Ziyi struggled with was the difference between "the person I should be" and "the person I want to be".

Even if Feng Tiannan commits another heinous crime, it will not look so hateful under the warm veil of traditional family relationships in this era; and no matter how beautiful the future that the five masters built for her is, she will always look like it when she still has concerns in her heart.

Not so real.

In the final analysis, Yuan Ziyi's mission of "patriicide" is still based on a very weak basis of personal hatred. What she empathizes with seems to be her mother who has a miserable life experience, but in fact it is all based on herself.

His position and thoughts of revenge are not as strong as Hu Fei's in the original work, who was determined after witnessing the tragic death of the Zhong family.

If Yuan Ziyi wants to "kill her father" in action, she needs not only strong martial arts, but also sufficient psychological reasons to support her every move. The road must be walked step by step, Jiang Wen can

On her behalf, she performed the physical "patricide" to remove a villain from the world, but the psychological "patricide" was something only she could do.

But in Jiang Wen's eyes, it's not Feng Tiannan who needs to worry, but countless people like Feng Yiming.

They grew up in fine clothing and food, looked down upon human life, and had more freedom than anyone else in Foshan Town. They could read poems and books, be courteous to each other, drink wine from a meandering stream, be crowded with friends, and subtly transform everything in their hands.

Of course.

The tragedy of the Zhong family in the Beidi Temple had really happened. Even if everything was not written in words, the bright red on the blood seal stone was still piercing people's eyes. Hu Fei still forced Feng Tiannan to leave Xiaoxiang, but when Feng Yiming became a local

Elders, when it is said that people are killing people without seeing blood, how many people can still realize that these things should not happen?

"Headmaster Jiang, do the Feng family really deserve to die like this?"

Yuan Ziyi suddenly turned around, with a look of determination on his face, but his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of hope, as if he hoped to get the answer he wanted from Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen hesitated for a long time and did not answer the question. The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the Beidi Temple. Apparently Feng Yiming had brought people here, and there were more people than originally thought.
To be continued...