Chapter 152: Purple Light Reappears, a Slap
"Zi Guang, how is this possible!"
Lu Qing stared at the old purse in the old man's hand with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.
At this moment in his field of vision, a faint purple supernatural light was emitting from the old purse.
Although the light was dim, it looked so dazzling in Lu Qing's eyes.
Since coming to this world and awakening his superpowers, he has only seen this kind of purple light three times.
The first time was when he obtained the inheritance of the Divine Talisman Sect, and the second time was when he saw the Lihuo Ding in the underground cave in the Wei Mansion yesterday.
The third time was the old purse in front of him.
Could it be that this purse is also a spiritual weapon?
A thought flashed through Lu Qing's mind, but before the message on the old purse appeared.
The man with a mustache snatched the purse, opened it and took a look. After weighing it for a few times, he stuffed it into his arms along with the purse.
"Three ounces is three ounces. It's my bad luck, old man. Be careful next time you walk. Luckily, what you touched was mine. I'm a kind person, so I'll let you go this time. If it were someone else, I would definitely throw you in jail!"
The man with a mustache said viciously.
Among the onlookers, some who knew the nature of the man with the mustache looked down on him for taking advantage of him.
However, this guy has a brother-in-law who works in the county magistrate's mansion, and happens to be in charge of managing this market.
They all had to make a living in the market, so they didn't dare to offend him easily.
So even if some people sympathized with the old man, they ultimately did not speak.
The old man stood there, looking miserable.
He had just received this silver after going into the city to sell grain this morning.
It is the family’s savings for nearly half a year.
He originally wanted to buy some gifts for his granddaughter. She has been learning needlework recently, but because she doesn't have a good thimble, her fingers are always pricked. He feels sad when he sees this.
I wanted to take advantage of this trip to the city to buy a better thimble for my granddaughter.
I didn't expect that such a disaster would happen and all my money was lost at once.
When I think about what I will do when I get back, I don’t know how to explain to my son and daughter-in-law.
The old man's head got hot and his blood boiled. Suddenly, with a scream, he crashed into the corner of the wall in front of the stall of the man with the mustache.
This sudden change came unexpectedly and was beyond everyone's expectations.
Almost all the onlookers were ordinary people. No one could react and could only watch in horror as the old man crashed into the corner of the wall.
Just as the old man was about to be killed, a figure appeared in front of him, reached out and gently pressed the old man's shoulder, stopping his momentum of impact.
He was a young man in gorgeous clothes, holding an elf-like little girl in his arms, and a strange black little beast was lying on his shoulder, with a smile on its face.
"Old man, even if you feel wronged, you don't have to commit suicide. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pain for your loved ones and a joy for your enemies?"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw someone stopped the old man.
The mustache man was even more frightened and yelled, "Old man, what are you doing?"
The man with the mustache was terrified. If the old man really died in front of his stall, the county magistrate would definitely intervene, and then even his brother-in-law might not be able to help him.
Thinking of this, the mustache man stared at the old man again: "Old man, if you want to die, go die somewhere else. Can you afford to pay for desecrating my stall?"
The ferocious appearance made people around him a little scared.
"Noisy."
Seeing that this guy was still spitting bad words, Lu Qing's face darkened and he moved his feet lightly. In an instant he was in front of the man with a mustache and slapped him in the face.
The body of the man with the mustache spun several times like a torn sack, then fell to the ground and fainted.
When I looked again, half of his face was swollen beyond recognition, and several large teeth mixed with blood had fallen to the side.
Lu Qing is so powerful now that even if he restrained 99% of his strength, this slap is still not something the mustache man's thin body can withstand.
The fact that he was not killed was the result of Lu Qing deliberately holding back.
But it is certain that he will suffer from disability in the future.
Because Lu Qing's palm carried a hint of soft power, the damage caused was far more serious than it seemed.
There was sudden silence all around.
Everyone watched this scene in shock.
No one could have imagined that this young man in fancy clothes, who was smiling just now, would suddenly act so cruelly.
Looking at the face of the man with the mustache, I’m afraid that even if he is cured in the future, he will still have problems eating.
But for some reason, when they saw the miserable state of the man with the mustache, everyone inexplicably felt a sense of refreshment rising in their hearts.
Many merchants in the market town have long been dissatisfied with this guy.
If he hadn't been lucky enough to have a brother-in-law who worked in the county magistrate's mansion, he would have been driven out of the market long ago.
Now that someone finally came out to deal with him, everyone almost couldn't help but applaud and cheer.
As for the two guys, seeing how brutal Lu Qing was, they had already hidden away somewhere unknown.
After slapping the mustache man half to death, Lu Qing gently took out the old purse from his arms, returned to the old man and handed it to him.
"Uncle, this is yours, please take it back."
The old man stared at Lu Qing in a daze, and only came to his senses when the purse fell into his hands.
He said quickly: "Young man, you hit someone, hurry up and leave, otherwise when the government officials come, you won't be able to leave!"
"Yes, yes, this man's brother-in-law works in the county mansion. He is not easy to mess with. Young man, it is better for you to leave quickly."
The onlookers also said so.
Although Lu Qing's clothes are extraordinary, he should be a young master from some family.
But in everyone's mind, the majesty of the county magistrate is still very strong, and no force in the city dares to openly confront it.
"It doesn't matter. This person used fake antiques to blackmail an old man and almost caused a death. I think even the county magistrate cannot openly cover up such behavior, right?" Lu Qing said lightly.
Everyone was speechless.
I think this young man is really naive. If the county magistrate is really so fair, how could this jackal Chen be able to roam freely in this market for so long?
"Old man, there are too many people here, why don't you let me escort you out?"
Seeing that no one spoke, Lu Qing spoke to the old man again.
The old man had thought of opening this place a long time ago. He remembered the indifferent expressions of these people before.
Now that he has revealed his wealth, I dare not stay here any longer.
"Then thank you for your help, young man." The old man said with gratitude on his face.
Lu Qing took the old man out.
As he was about to walk out of the street, he paused.
He said calmly, "By the way, if the people from the county lord's mansion come to find someone to hold accountable, you can ask them to go to the Wei Mansion to find me. My name is Lu Qing."
After saying that, Lu Qing took the old man away.
All that was left was a crowd of people staring at their leaving figures in amazement.
(End of this chapter)
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