Great Xuanwu Sheng

A ray of morning light breaks through the dark night and shines on the majestic ancient city walls.

It has been nearly a thousand years since the founding of the Daxuan Dynasty. The administration has been corrupted and the bureaucracy is corrupt. The faint golden light illuminates this county and every building, whether grand or dilapidated, but cannot illuminate the dark and corrupt people's hearts.

Chen Mu was wearing a standard uniform, with a wide-blade sword slung around his waist. He was walking in the narrow alleys. The pungent smell of blood filled the air, making him frown slightly.

We walked a little further.

On both sides of the wider road, there were seven or eight corpses lying in random directions. Their condition was very tragic, as if they had been chopped with knives, and they were almost inhuman shape. There was even a lot of flesh and blood on the wall on one side.

Hey, they are from the Black Sand Gang. It seems they are all wiped out now.

Another officer standing next to Chen Mu sighed and said: No one dared to provoke this Black Sand Gang in this area a year ago, but after the leader above them fell, they have declined steadily. Now even a few small The cats were all wiped out.

Shh, stop talking, don't care about our business, just sweep the floor!

The third officer made a sign of silence, then picked up the guy and went forward, preparing to clean the street.

Chen Mu looked at the tragic scene and frowned, but in the end he just shook his head.

In the two years since he came to this world, he has seen such a scene more than once. This seemingly majestic county town is actually a mess filled with chaos, disputes and killings.

Gang fights like this are common, and people are killed. Even in the seemingly majestic inner city, corpses are thrown out every day. These servants say they are errands, but in fact they are responsible for sweeping the floor afterwards.

Chen Mu once saw that a colleague said a few words too much because he was drunk. As a result, the body appeared in a ditch for no apparent reason the next day, and the superiors did not pay attention at all, and did not even ask a question.

sweep the floor!

Chen Mu raised his sleeves and fanned himself to drive away the pungent smell of blood, and then followed a few colleagues.

In fact, in this chaotic county, the job of a police officer is pretty good. As long as you don't talk nonsense, mind your own business, don't contradict your boss, and stick to your own rules, you are basically safe, unlike those poor people who are on tenterhooks.

He was able to get the job of a policeman, but also thanks to his father, whom he had never met. His father was an old policeman, and he knew some people. When he was seriously ill, he tried every means to arrange for him to be a policeman. live, and then die.

only.

In the end, this job as a laborer did not allow 'Chen Mu' to live for long. Later, he died of a serious illness. Now Chen Mu is no longer the original him, but a soul from the earth, also named Chen Mu, who inherited this identity.

Although Chen Mu was just a little person in his previous life, he had been crawling around at the bottom for many years. At least he had the ability to observe words and understand words. Therefore, even if he suddenly came to this strange world, he quickly stabilized and lived peacefully. for two years.

Several people came forward and worked for a while, splitting up to deal with the corpse.

Chen Mu, like several others, pretended to be cleaning while groping for the corpse... This kind of groping was basically a tacit understanding that police officers like them had to have without saying anything. Although it was generally difficult to find anything, basically If you have any money, it has been taken away long ago, but if you are lucky, you can occasionally pick up a little bit.

For low-level police officers like them, even if they can pick up a few scattered copper coins, it is still something to be happy about.

Chen Mu groped around in the clothes of the corpse he was dealing with, but it turned out to be empty. At the same time, he caught a glimpse of his accomplice Liu San not far away, putting something into his pocket.

Why don't I do it every time?

Chen Mu was a little puzzled in his heart. He had dealt with two hundred or not three hundred corpses in the past two years, but he could not find any money once, and there was almost no money. There were only two or three times in total, and the amount was very small, only a few scattered ones. A copper plate.

Everyone has a tacit understanding, and he will not ask Liu San what he touched, but it is obviously good.

Chen Mu, who was a little unbelieving in evil, dealt with the body on his side and touched all the way down. Suddenly he felt something strange, but he actually touched something, which seemed to be a paper booklet.

Chen Mu's heart suddenly shivered.

You can take money and other things, and if you have valuable pendants such as jade pendants, you can take them freely, but you can't take strange things, especially paper things like this. I don't know if it will cause trouble.

But after hesitating for a while, Chen Mu still lifted it up a little, and glanced at the pamphlet he touched along the gap. He saw that it was a somewhat tattered yellow paper pamphlet, with vaguely visible words of '...Wind Knife Technique' word.

Well.

Chen Mu's heart moved slightly, but he quietly covered his movements with his hands and quietly put away the booklet.

If any account books, maps or the like are found on the corpse, it is best to treat it as unknown. Firstly, it will be of no use to him, and secondly, it may cause trouble. However, if it is a broken sword technique, there should be no problem. If it's a big problem, most people don't want it, otherwise it would have been taken away by murderers at night.

Liu San and others also noticed Chen Mu's movements, but after looking at each other, they tacitly agreed not to come and ask.

Let's go!

Several people worked for a while, moving the body to a small wooden cart, and then pushed the cart out of the city.

Not far from the north of the city are the mass graves.

Chen Mu, Liu San, Li Liu and others transported the bodies all the way to the place, and then dumped them on the spot. There was no need to bury them. There were wild wolves here at night, and they happened to feed the wolves. If they had time in the future, they would hunt a few more and sell them. Serve some wolf skins and drink wine.

Of course, the fact is that the three of them are not willing to stay outside the city for a long time. In the city, their uniforms are still useful. But outside the city, there is chaos and chaos. No one cares who is who. If they stay for a quarter of an hour longer, they will be in greater danger.

Several people hurriedly threw away the bodies and returned to the city. It was not until they entered the city that they all let out a sigh of relief.

Chen Er, what do you say today? Let's have a drink together?

Liu San looked at Chen Mu with a smile and asked.

In fact, his name is not Liu San, but his surname is Liu, and his single name is Song. However, he is the third eldest son in the family, so he is called that. Chen Mu has an older brother who died early and is the second eldest brother in the family, so others also call him that. Chen Er's.

No.

Chen Mu waved his hand.

Of course he wanted to drink wine, eat meat, and listen to music, but he was really short of money.

The job of a sergeant is said to be relatively stable, but in fact, you don’t get much money, and it is basically deducted by the officials above. What you get is barely enough to eat and drink on weekdays. If you want to be more generous and have a glass of wine, then It's totally not enough.

What's more, Chen Mu's family now has a sister who is seven years younger than him. She has to hide at home all day and dare not go out. It is equivalent to one more person to support, which is far inferior to Liu San and others who have a relatively good family background.

Liu Song looked at Chen Mu who was about to leave and smiled and said: Chen Er, your sister is almost old enough to get married. Why don't I help you find a way for her to marry a rich family? You don't have to worry about food and clothing, you can also get a sum of money, and your life can be much more comfortable, what do you think?

He had been working with Chen Mu for several years, and he knew Chen Mu's situation. Chen Mu's father was seriously ill at first, and he spent all his family's money on medical treatment. Now he can't get much money in front of the police, and he still has to pay for it. Raising a younger sister who is inconvenient to go out to work, I can only say that compared to the poor at the lower level, there is no shortage of food and no hunger, but other aspects are not as good as expected.

When Chen Mu heard Liu Song's words, the smiling face of an innocent little girl appeared in his mind. He smiled slightly and said, Just wait two more years, she is still too young.

When he came into this world, he was still seriously ill. Only Chen Yue, who was only twelve years old, was with him. He was busy giving him water and food, so that his health gradually improved.

Although he didn't have the relationship he had in the past twelve years, he had already recognized this sister during the two years of getting along with her. What's more, even if he had just arrived, he would not be able to exchange her for money. That kind of behavior was nothing like an animal. different.

Okay, if you have an idea, just tell me.

Liu Song didn't force himself, he patted Chen Mu on the shoulder with a smile, and then took Li Liu to have a drink.

Temporarily separated from Liu Song and others, Chen Mu walked along the alley, first went to the street, took out ten pieces of Xuan money at the street corner, bought two rough-faced steamed buns, and then went home.

This price...

Chen Mu weighed the few Xuan money left in his pocket and shook his head slightly.

According to past memories, more than ten years ago, one Xuan money could buy a steamed bun, but now it has increased to five. It is not that the price of steamed buns has increased, but that Xuan money has been minted privately and randomly in various ways, and gradually began to Not worth much anymore.

This also directly affects the lowest servant like him, because the money issued has always been settled in Xuan money. Although there has been a symbolic increase in recent years, the decline in value compared to Xuan money cannot be compensated at all.

I don’t know whose hands the missing parts in the middle fell into.

soon.

Chen Mu returned to his home in this world.

It was a row of dilapidated mud and earthen wooden houses located on the outskirts of Nancheng District, considered a slum area. It was said to be one row, but in fact there were only two houses in total. One was a firewood house for cooking and accumulating debris, and the other was a bedroom. Live people.