Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 53: Death of Wang Mazi (Seeking follow-up reading)
Shen Qing was not worried that Tian Xiaohu would go to the government office to betray him.

To be honest, the government officials in the county are even more cruel than him.

Every penny earned is a penny earned; every penny saved is a penny saved.

If you really can't avoid it, just make some money and then do something else. In any case, you won't suffer any loss.

As for fairness and integrity, the government doesn't care at all.

As long as they can pay taxes to the court on time every year and satisfy their superiors, they don't care whether their subordinates live or die.

If anything goes wrong, the four major bosses will clean up their messes for them.

The Great Zhou Dynasty would not rule the world together with common people like them.

In addition, the relationships in the village are also very delicate.

When nothing is going on, they like to act like a bully at home, but once they leave the village and face the outside world, they become very cohesive.

When one person has a problem, the whole village helps.

Anyone who has made a name for himself in the county town is surrounded by family brothers or people from the same village.

Tian Xiaohu and he are from the same village. If he did such a "treasonous" thing, the local customs and practices would teach him a lesson.

He was the only one left in his family, not a prominent figure in the clan, and had no connections in the county town.

Tian Xiaohu is not a stupid man and knows how to choose.

Many people went out of the city in the afternoon and the streets were crowded.

But as they got farther away from the city gate, the team coming out of the city gradually became thinner and smaller.

After walking through the shantytown for about two minutes, and approaching Qiguai Lane, Shen Xiaohu suddenly exclaimed, "Look!"

Shen Qing and Tian Xiaohu looked up when they heard this, and looked in the direction Shen Xiaohu pointed, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Shadows intersect in the alleys of the shantytown.

A row of corpses were hung under the eaves, the ropes creaking and swaying in the cold wind.

The air around seemed to freeze, and a bloody smell came from the alley.

The corpse in the middle, with its pockmarked face beneath its tattered clothes, bore traces of fear and unwillingness from his last moment of life.

Everyone passing by on the street quickened their pace for fear of disturbing them.

Shen Qing took a quick look and discovered that this was the alley where he had killed Lao Bazi before. He felt that this might have something to do with him.

A slum resident was passing by on the street, and he reached out and casually grabbed one and asked, “What’s going on?”

"It's none of your business..." The person who was pulled was a teenager, he said impatiently.

However, he suddenly stopped talking as soon as he finished speaking.

Shen Qing, who had killed many people, had a fierce look in his eyes, filled with a vague murderous aura.

The boy felt as if even breathing had become difficult.

Shen Qing's wrist was clenched tighter and tighter, as if he was going to break his bones. A sharp pain came from his wrist, making him dare not move rashly for a moment.

Under his gaze, Shen Qing slowly took out two copper coins from his arms and shook them.

The young boy knew that he was unlucky today and had met a tough guy. He did not dare to provoke him and immediately lowered his head and said, "It was Master Ba. It was Master Ba who enforced the family law and beat and killed Wang Mazi and his gang."

"Master Ba?" Shen Qing frowned.

"He is a hero in our area. Heroes like Lao Bazi and Wang Mazi all live under Ba Ye."

Shen Qing asked, "What family rules did Wang Mazi break that made Ba Ye enforce them?"

"Wang Mazi killed Lao Bazi in an internal fight, which violated a taboo. Now Wang Mazi's men are either dead or escaped. Basically, they are all here." The boy raised his chin and pointed at a row of Wang Mazi's corpses.

"Sir..." The boy looked at Shen Qing pitifully, begging for mercy.

Shen Qing opened his hand and threw two large coins out.

Then he whipped the horse and drove the carriage forward again, staring at Wang Mazi's body thoughtfully. This tyrant was also a cruel and ruthless person, so he had to be careful when he met him next time.

The boy who regained his freedom lowered his head and looked at Shen Qing viciously.

Shen Qing's arrogant attitude just now made him extremely unhappy and he lost a lot of face.

"Damn it, I'm going to get some help, I'll kill you guys..."

He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, said a few words, and then bent down to pick up the two cents on the ground.

call out!
At this moment, an arrow whizzed in and suddenly pierced his palm and nailed it to the ground, causing him to scream.

"what!"

Tian Xiaohu got off the cart, walked over to him expressionlessly, looked at him coldly and remained silent, which put the young man under tremendous pressure and almost caused him to have a mental breakdown.

There was a pop.

The boy seemed unable to hold on and sat down on the ground.

Not caring about the wound on his hand, he pulled out the arrow, threw it on the ground, and crawled away quickly.

Tian Xiaohu took the two cents on the ground, flicked the blood-stained arrow, and handed it back to Shen Qing.

"The people here are mean, they fear power but not virtue. If you give them a little color, they will dare to open a dyeing factory. You still have to make them afraid of you."

Shen Qing hummed lightly and loosened his hand holding the bow.

He heard all those words, and if Tian Xiaohu hadn't taken action, he was also prepared to shoot an arrow at the boy.

But he wasn't going for his hand...

After leaving the shantytown, there were fewer pedestrians on the official road.

Shen Qing no longer hesitated, raised his hand, and swung the whip violently.

Snapped!
The crisp sound of a whip appeared behind the slow horse.

The whipped horse ran away immediately.

In the cold winter of December, the sky turned leaden gray after 3 p.m., and the cold wind cut through the face like a knife.

The cart that Shen Qing and the other two were riding in was bumping along the official road. The wheels rolled over the frozen soil, making a dull creaking sound, and they were rushing towards the direction of Hongshanzhai, which was hazy in the thin snow in the distance.

As the snow passed by the branches, it splashed sporadic snowflakes, which stuck to the eyebrows and coarse cloth lapels of the three people and quickly turned into cold water droplets.

Tian Xiaohu and Shen Xiaohu were both wearing bulky cotton robes, their hands tightly gripping the edge of the cart, their knuckles turning white due to the cold.

From time to time, they exhaled puffs of white air, which were then torn away without a trace by the cold wind.

On the other hand, Shen Qing, who was holding the reins, had a rosy complexion and did not feel the cold.

The slow horse was like an obedient servant in his hands, allowing him to drive and manipulate it.

After running for nearly half an hour, the horse's strength seemed to be gradually exhausted and its speed slowed down.

Shen Qing seemed to be moved, and a gleam of light flashed in his pupils, as if a drop of ink had fallen into the water, causing ripples.

A line of ink writing immediately appeared in his sight.

[Skills: Driving Skills (Beginner)]

[Progress: 101/100 points]

[Status: Upgradable]

[Note: The art of driving is practice makes perfect. Continuous practice can improve your skills and master the key points of driving. In the future, you can drive steadily and quickly, as if you were using your arms and fingers, and ride away from the crowd.]

Shen Qing burst out laughing.

I didn't expect that driving these days would actually improve my driving skills so much.

Shen Qing's mind moved, and he chose to break through.

(End of this chapter)