Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 22 Murderous Intent

Houli Street, San Hutong, Song’s House.

The thick pile of fallen leaves in the yard has been cleared away.

The stone slabs are laid neatly and flatly, and there are two old locust trees on the four sides. They have stood for many years without anyone taking care of them, and they are still doing well.

In addition, after some renovation, the courtyard walls, doors, pillars, cool corridors, and many cracked woods are all brand new.

The original old and dilapidated feeling has also been diluted a lot.

Although the renovation cost some money, Song Changming was generally quite satisfied.

With a total of almost one hundred silver coins, you can get such a big house, which is quite a profit.

On this day, Song Changming placed a large water tank under a locust tree in the yard, filled it with water, and even mixed it with some river water scooped from the city river to make the water in the tank turbid.

"What is this for?" Father Song asked in confusion, looking at the huge water tank that was almost big enough for a child to swim in.

"Let's try raising silkworms." Song Changming checked the water quality and said with a smile when he felt it was ok.

By the way, I told my old father the method of raising water silkworms that I learned a while ago.

Mr. Song listened with great interest.

"This is somewhat similar to when I was a kid raising bugs in the village. At that time, the bugs I raised were big and powerful. The other children in the village could not beat your father in fighting bugs."

Song's father recounted the interesting story of how he earned the title of King of Children when he was a child.

"Then when I'm not around, Dad, please help take care of it." Seeing that his father was interested, Song Changming suggested.

Song's father gladly accepted it and asked for his breeding method, intending to study it in depth.

Now that he no longer has to worry about money and food at home, it would be nice to find something to do to pass the time in his later years.

In the evening, Song Changming did not slack off on himself. He practiced sword skills alone in the yard, striving to make further progress as soon as possible.

His sword skills, which have now reached a minor level of success, are indeed outstanding among the patrol guards. However, if compared with those patrol captains, his sword skills have no advantage at all.

Even deputies like Lu Gang generally have sword skills at the minor level.

Therefore, if he wants to stand out, improving his swordsmanship is something he must do.

[Soul-breaking Sword: Minor Achievement (222/2000)]

"After refining my body, the time I spend practicing swordsmanship has been compressed, and my efficiency has inevitably slowed down."

Song Changming looked at the swordsmanship experience bar which had just reached one-tenth, but he was not in a hurry. As long as the experience bar could continue to grow steadily and there was progress every day, that would be enough.

It is extremely difficult to further improve the sword skills at the minor level, so there is no need to rush.

According to his current efficiency in sword training, by this time next year, he would be able to accumulate enough experience in sword skills and break through another major bottleneck.

For other warriors, this is already a rapid rate of progress.

In comparison, his progress in body training was really slow.

[Strong Bull Magic Skill: Strength of a Bull (6/200)]

After practicing for three or four nights in a row, he might not be able to make any progress. The seemingly small 200 points of physical training experience, he estimated, would take two or three years of repeated training before he could achieve a breakthrough.

The reason why it is so slow is, on the one hand, that this is the nature of body refining.

Breaking through the limits and transforming oneself, he is using his mortal body to try to evolve into a superhuman body. Just think about it, it is not an easy thing to do.

On the other hand, the physical training materials he could provide himself with were not sufficient, which greatly affected the efficiency of his physical training.

In this regard, he could only temporarily hope that the next annual reward would still include martial arts experience, which would speed up his body training process.

The next morning, Song Changming went to work at the Patrol Guards as usual. Now that he lived in Houli Street, his home was not far from the Patrol Guards, so he no longer had to get up early and work late to travel for more than an hour, which saved him a lot of time.

Sometimes he would even practice swordplay for a while before going out if he got up too early.

"Something big has happened!" Today, as soon as Song Changming walked into the Patrol Armor Division, he saw Lu Gang's gloomy expression.

"What happened?" Song Changming asked. He glanced around and found that the other patrol guards also had strange expressions.

"Sun Wenyan is dead!" Lu Gang said in a low voice without keeping the secret.

Song Changming was shocked. Sun Wenyan, one of the patrol guards, died suddenly. This was indeed a big event in the Patrol Guard Division.

"How did he die?" Song Changming was a little puzzled. He saw the other party was full of energy yesterday, so why did he suddenly die today?

"The body was found in an alley outside Chunfeng Garden last night. It was said that he was hacked to death after drinking wine. We need further investigation to find out what happened." Lu Gang shook his head.

Although Sun Wenyan was at odds with their leader, he was the patrol chief of the Patrol Armour Division.

Being killed for no apparent reason is truly a terrible thing.

The other party dared to kill the patrol captain tonight, so it goes without saying that they will kill all of their patrol guards in the future.

This was enough to shock and anger them all.

"I'm afraid this matter will be reported to the higher authorities. We will be busy from now on." Lu Gang said based on past experience.

And this is indeed the case.

Soon, news spread that the chief of the Houli Street Patrol Division was furious, and a group of patrol guards were dispatched, vowing to capture the evil criminal.

For a time, the entire Houli Street area was in a state of panic.

Chunfengyuan became the subject of a thorough investigation.

Song Changming, with a knife on his waist, stood behind Liang Chuanshan, looking at the beautiful girls standing in a row in front of him.

This was his first time coming to this romantic place, and he didn't expect to come in this way.

"Mr. Liang, if there is anything, just take your time to investigate. Why are you so anxious?" The old maid in the building greeted Liang Chuanshan, who was in the lead, with a handkerchief in her hand and a shrill voice.

From the tone of her voice, she not only recognized Liang Chuanshan, but also knew him very well.

Liang Chuanshan coughed lightly, then put on a stern face again and said, "We are here to do serious business today, Aunt Liu, please be serious."

At the end of his speech, he leaned over to the old woman's ear and whispered a few words.

The old lady's face changed drastically, and she stopped soliciting customers and called all the shop assistants in the building to come over and cooperate.

"Master Liang, the death of Captain Sun has nothing to do with girls like us. Chunfeng Garden has been in business for so many years, don't you know our roots?" The old maid said in a panic, her voice sounding like tears.

"You just need to tell me everything you know. I won't wrongly accuse anyone who has nothing to do with it." Liang Chuanshan said seriously.

"Yes, yes." The old maid agreed immediately.

If it was an ordinary person who died, she would not have lost her beauty since she had been through so much.

But the person who died this time was the patrol captain of the Patrol Armor Division, which was a completely different matter.

But their Chunfengyuan was involved, so she couldn't help but worry.

If she is not careful, Chunfengyuan being closed down would be a small matter, but if she is arrested and thrown into jail, that would be the end of her.

With her old limbs, she probably won’t last more than a few days in prison.

(End of this chapter)