After the death of the leader, the officials lost their confidence. ..
"Kill them," the boss shouted to his brothers.
Gu Xinglang glanced at the blood-stained blade, rubbed the knife on the corpse at his feet, and put it back into the sheath.
After a cup of tea, there were more than twenty corpses in the courtyard.
The eldest boss carried the knife on his shoulder, walked to Gu Xinglang's side, and said, "Prince consort, there won't be any problems if we kill these officials, right?"
"They are not officials," said Gu Xinglang.
The eldest boss was stunned for a moment and said, "Then, who are they?"
"They set up a trap to catch us," Gu Xinglang said as he walked out of the courtyard.
"Damn it!" The boss kicked the corpse on the ground and ran after Gu Xinglang.
The captain of the guards took a look at the corpses in the yard and discovered that although these people seemed to be whining and stupid on weekdays, they could kill people without blinking an eye.
The group walked to the front door, and the second in command asked Gu Xinglang: "Prince consort, are we just going to walk out like this? Without covering our faces or anything?"
Gu Xinglang said coldly: "Since we have already fallen out, why are you still hiding your face?"
When the former pirates thought about what the prince consort said, they felt that it was right. They were born to rebel with swords in hand, so how could they continue to hide their shame?
When the group walked out of the gate of Qiao's house, the street was still quiet. No house had opened its door, and there was not even a single pedestrian.
"Are they all dead?" the boss shouted in the middle of the street.
The houses on both sides of the street were still silent.
Gu Xinglang walked towards the street with a sullen face.
The big bosses didn't need the prince consort to call them, they lined up and followed behind.
After walking out of the street and turning left at the intersection, Gu Xinglang turned into a busy street and stopped in front of a shop selling incense and candles. Compared with other shops on the street, this shop was a bleak scene with few customers.
The eldest master said, "The prince consort wants to buy paper money?"
"Go buy some," Gu Xinglang said to the boss, "So many people have died, we have to pay tribute to them."
The boss let out an "Ah" and ran to the incense and candle shop.
Gu Xinglang walked across the street by himself.
The chief guard asked hurriedly, "What is the prince consort doing?" Could he be looking for a coffin? He didn't see a coffin shop across the street.
"Buying things," Gu Xinglang simply replied to the captain of the guards.
The group stood in front of the incense and candle shop and watched Gu Xinglang cross the street and enter a shop selling candy and snacks with a clear purpose.
The eldest boss came out of the incense shop holding a black painted square wooden box in one hand. He asked Gu Xinglang if it was okay to use this box to bury Qiao Rong's head. Looking at the crowd, the eldest boss said, "Where is the prince consort?"
One of the brothers pointed to the candy store across the street and said, "The Prince Consort went there."
The eldest boss followed the brother's finger and looked across the street, then said, "He was just thinking of asking me to buy paper money and incense to send to others, but he went to the snack shop again?"
Everyone..., yes, the Prince Consort doesn't delay anything, so what can they have any objection?
The eldest boss shook his head and asked the guard who was holding the baby: "What do you think of this wooden box?"
The captain of the guards asked, "What?"
The boss said, "If your head is chopped off, would you like it to stay in this box forever?"
Chief of the Guards...
The second in command said, "It looks pretty big, and the paint is pretty good too."
The eldest boss rolled his eyes at the brother and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you be destined to be beheaded?" Following Her Royal Highness the Princess, it was hard to say anything else, but it was impossible for them to die.
Captain of the Guards... So he is destined to be beheaded?
One of the brothers asked, "Does this shop sell wooden boxes containing human heads? Did many people in Zhuque die by having their heads chopped off?"
"It's for a small Buddhist shrine," said the eldest boss. "I just think this box looks good."
The second in command asked, "Are you selling them individually?"
"I bought so many paper money, incense and candles, so what's wrong with the shopkeeper giving me a wooden box?" The big boss said and looked at the chief guard, "Tell me the truth, what do you think of this wooden box?"
"I don't know," the captain of the guards said sullenly.
"I don't know?" The eldest master lifted up the wooden box, looked at it himself, and said, "It seems that you are also one of those people who haven't read much."
The captain of the guards wanted to curse loudly, what does this have to do with how much he has studied?
"Second brother, come in with me," the eldest brother held the wooden box and walked into the shop, calling the second brother, "See if there is anything else you want to buy, and negotiate the price. I tell you, the princess has to do this job. This shopkeeper looks very rigid and won't give up even a penny."
Not only did the second in command follow him into the shop, but all the former pirates followed him into the incense and candle shop.
A man stood in front of the shop, the head guard..., buying paper money, incense and candles, these people are still bargaining? Are these people crazy? !
Gu Xinglang was standing in the candy shop at this moment, looking at the dazzling array of candies and snacks on the counter, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
The shopkeeper was standing beside them, with a stiff smile on his face. After so many years of doing business, he couldn't tell today whether the customer came to buy snacks or to smash his shop!
Gu Xinglang turned his head to look at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper was immediately startled.
"You don't have maltose here?" Gu Xinglang asked.
The shopkeeper said quickly, "Yes!"
Gu Xinglang looked at the place where the shopkeeper pointed and said, "The color is wrong." He remembered very clearly that the malt sugar that Yu Xiaoxiao often ate was white, so how could this one be yellow?
If Yu Xiaoxiao were here, she would explain to Gu Xinglang that maltose would turn golden yellow when boiled with sucrose, and would be sweeter than the white kind. But in this world, the sugar-making skills of each sugar shop were kept secret, so how could the shopkeeper explain this to Gu Xinglang?
"Sir, my malt sugar is this color and tastes better than the white one," the shopkeeper said to Gu Xinglang, patting his chest.
Gu Xinglang smiled at the shopkeeper and said, "Do you think I look like a fool?" They are all maltose, but can they taste different? Gu Xinglang and Yu Xiaoxiao ate a lot of candies. In Gu Shao's opinion, these candies, no matter what they are called, taste the same.
The shopkeeper stopped patting his chest. It would have been better if Gu Xinglang didn't smile, but this smile made the shopkeeper's hair stand on end.
"I want the white one," Gu Xinglang said to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper forced a smile and said, "Sir, I don't sell sugar in this shop."
"Give me a pound," said Gu Xinglang.
Shopkeeper..., does this guy not understand what I'm saying, or what?
"How much?" Gu Xinglang asked.
The waiter at the side pulled the sleeve of the shopkeeper, asking him to look after the knife that Xinglang wore on his waist.
"Hurry up," Gu Xinglang urged coldly when he saw the shopkeeper standing still.
The shopkeeper was in tears. Is it great to have martial arts? How can you be called a hero if you bully a candy seller?!
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