The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 132 Layout
Glazed green tiles, red painted gate, painted doorposts, and majestic stone lions.

Next to each stone lion stood four warriors who kept scanning the surroundings.

There were only a few people on the deserted long street.

Even the vendors who usually sell breakfast did not set up their stalls today. Everyone was scared by the noise in the outer city last night.

Those screams, wails, cries, thunderous noises, and earth-shaking vibrations were like falling hammers, constantly beating the drum of fear in people's hearts.

At this time, a man walked up the stairs quickly.
The man was dressed in black, with gleaming silver arm guards on his arms, a long sword hanging from his waist, and hard-soled black boots.

Upon seeing this, the eight warriors immediately stepped forward to greet them.

"Master Nie, do you want to go in?"

Nie Hongshen frowned and shook his head. He pointed at a warrior at random:
"Come in later. Come with me and move something."

The man immediately followed Nie Hongshen into the alley next to him, and the two of them disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the alley, Song Hao looked at Qin Zhiming in front of him, then looked at the big box under his feet, feeling a little at a loss.

He had just talked with Qin Zhiming not long ago.

Just when he was about to say something, Qin Zhiming grinned:
"Sorry, I can lend you my face."

A moment later, Nie Hongshen and Song Hao, who was carrying a box, walked out of the alley.

The warriors guarding the gate did not stop them and allowed the two men to walk into the mansion.

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In the dim bedroom, the floor was littered with empty wine jars.

A man with unshaven beard and hair hanging down to his shoulders was lying on the table, drunk.

Knock knock knock, there's knock on the door.

"Master, Lord Nie is here to visit."

I knocked again, still no response.

With a creak, Butler Wang pushed open the door and the stench of alcohol gushed out.

He remained calm and led two maids to the man.

Butler Wang gently helped the man to the bed and gestured to the maid to shave the man, wipe his face, and tie his hair.

After the maid finished her work, Butler Wang looked at the warrior who was resting in the shadows, leaning against a pillar in the room.

"Master Fu, thank you for your help."

The warrior had a full beard, broad shoulders and a big waist, and his arms were so muscular that they almost burst his sleeves.

He nodded, walked over to the man and placed his hand over his forehead.

The next moment, the man bent over and spit a large mouthful of wine into the copper basin held by the maid.

He opened his eyes drowsily, took a sip of the strong tea brought by Butler Wang, rinsed his mouth and spit into the basin.

He took another pill that the maid had stuffed into his mouth to refresh himself, and gradually regained consciousness.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

He leaned on the maid's soft chest, letting her rub his temples on both sides of his forehead with both hands to relieve his headache.

"Master, Lord Nie is here to visit."

"What does he want from me? Did he kill Chang Anhe?"

Butler Wang ignored the man's complaints and continued:
“The master slept soundly last night, and I’m afraid he didn’t know that many places in the outer city were attacked.

Most of those places are Fanhai Gang territory, and I heard that there were countless casualties."

Bai Yunhe chuckled:
"Didn't the people say that Fanhai Gang was a paradise on earth, and they all clamored to seek refuge there?

Now, even that paradise is gone.

They don't even think about it. How can the safest place in the county town be in the outer city? What is the situation in the inner city?"

"The nobles in the inner city all have guards, so they are safe for now and have enough food."

"How could it not be enough? When the Gao family stopped selling grain, those people bought up all the food in the outer city, and even the food in the major restaurants in the inner city.

In addition, the cellars of every household usually have enough food stored to feed everyone in the mansion for a while.

I estimate that those people in the inner city will not starve to death if they hold out for another two months.

On the contrary, I, the county magistrate, have no wine to drink.

Okay, let Nie Hongshen go to the study and wait for me. I'll be there soon."

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In the bright study, the wooden shelves are filled with delicate porcelain, and the four treasures of the study on the desk are worth a fortune.

Nie Hong stared at the landscape painting on the wall, wondering what he was thinking. Song Hao, who was holding a box behind him, looked around as if he was looking for something.

"Please sit down, Nie Dutou, what do you want from me?"

Bai Yunguang led a warrior into the study.

He sat behind the desk and looked at Nie Hongshen.

Nie Hongshen said nothing and glanced at the warrior.

“Let me introduce you to Fu Haoyan, the giant spear master of Poshan Martial Arts School, and Feng Hongbo’s eldest disciple.

Just tell me whatever you want to say. The county town is in such chaos lately, and I can’t bear to let him leave me even a step.

The one next to you? Right?"

Song Hao smiled awkwardly and was about to speak.

"He is the guard you hired, Lord Bai, Song Hao, a leather warrior from the Eagle Martial Arts School."

Fu Haoyan spoke up to help Song Hao out of the predicament.

Bai Yunguang nodded:

“There have been so many things going on lately that I can’t remember some things.

It's nothing, you can go out now. Remember to find Butler Wang to collect your reward.

This is your reward for carrying boxes for Nie Dutou."

"Okay, go out and wait. Don't go too far. I'll need someone to help me carry my things later."

After Song Hao closed the door and left, Nie Hong stared at Bai Yunguang.

"Sir, do you know what happened last night?"

"I know. Isn't it that the Fanhai Gang was attacked?"

Bai Yunguang took a sip of strong tea and said lightly.

"Then do you know who attacked them?"

"Who?"

"Those people sent by our government."

Bai Yunguang was stunned: "How could it be them?"

“I don’t know the specific situation, but it seems they have found a more powerful backer.

A backer who is more powerful than the government, or more powerful than anyone else."

Hearing the word "person" emphasized by Nie Hongshen, Bai Yunguang frowned.

"If it's not a human, then what could it be?"

"Your Excellency, you should have heard the recent rumors about the Dragon King in the county city."

People in the world are foolish and allow evil spirits to wreak havoc, which angers the daffodil and causes suffering to befall them.

The Dragon King could not bear to see people suffer from the plague, so he appeared in Hong Gong’s dream and gave him medicine to save people.

What a coincidence! According to the people who survived last night, those evildoers smashed all the statues of Dragon King enshrined in the area.

If there really is a monster, who do you think it is, sir?"

"Is it weird?" Bai Yunguang murmured to himself.

He thought for a moment and smiled grimly:
"That must be Chang Anhe! If it weren't for him, would the county city be in this state?

Yes, this monster must be him.

Lord Nie, please go to the Fanhai Gang and find Hong Jinlu. I want to talk to him about this strange incident."

Nie Hongshen nodded and changed the subject:
“In addition to talking about this, I came here to talk about one more thing.

I want to take away the things that I have stored with you, my Lord."

Bai Yunguang, who was thinking of using a strange excuse to deal with Chang Anhe, waved his hand:
"For this small matter, you can go to Butler Wang."

After listening to this, Nie Hongshen bowed to Fu Haoyan and prepared to leave.

He just opened the door and turned his head to look at Bai Yunguang:

"Song Hao, I took it away."

Bai Yunguang closed his eyes and thought without saying anything, as if he agreed to this matter.

After Nie Hongshen left, Bai Yunguang opened his eyes and glanced at the closed door in surprise.

"When did he learn to close the door?"

(End of this chapter)