The next day.
When Li Mo got up in the morning, he saw that Murong Mansion was busy with maids and servants coming in and out.
When I walked to the door, I saw Mr. Murong personally directing everyone to work.
"Little friend Li, you're awake."
Murong Hai turned around, his expression was completely different from the drunken look he had just had yesterday:
"I have transferred food from Hengtong Trading Company, and we can set up this charity hall today."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Li Mo took out the silver bills he had prepared long ago from his sleeve.
"Since we are following the family motto to do good deeds, we should not be generous to others. I hope you will not refuse."
"I am very grateful to be able to use the reputation and manpower of the Murong family."
Of course, you have to do things like investment feedback yourself.
Money is the thing he has the most.
"My dear friend, your kindness makes me ashamed."
Murong Hai nodded and called out to the housekeeper who was passing by:
"Go and call Xiao'er to help."
"Send someone else to spread the word in the city. Hmm...let Xiao'er go."
"yes."
......
That day.
In the streets and alleys of Ziyang City, a man was beating gongs and drums, attracting many people's attention.
"Li Zhenchuan of the Qingyuan Sect has come down the mountain to give alms. All refugees can line up to receive porridge and rice! The location is at Murong Mansion!"
Murong Xiao spoke in a loud voice, his face flushed and his neck thick, and he shouted with great enthusiasm.
All right....
In fact, Li Mo had no intention of becoming famous.
The main reason is that Murong Xiao wishes the whole world to know that his brother Li is a kind-hearted person.
He added the first half of the sentence himself.
There were discussions in the tavern next door.
"A true disciple of the Qingyuan Sect?"
"I have some impression of this name. It seems to be the one who got the mysterious weapon?"
"Could it be that he has accepted some mission from the sect and is going down the mountain to provide relief to the victims?"
The corner of the tavern door.
Looking at Murong Xiao's receding back, a thin, disheveled beggar slowly raised his head.
No one noticed that under the dry hair, the eyes were gleaming with ferocity.
"Qingyuan Sect... Biography of Li Zhen."
"I opened a soup kitchen to give alms to homeless beggars. Could it be that my whereabouts have been leaked?"
There was a cold light in Cui Peng's eyes, and a trace of murderous intent surged.
It is reasonable for Qingyuan Sect to issue a mission to arrest him.
But something is strange.
He disguised himself as a beggar after arriving in Ziyang City, so there was no reason for anyone to know about it.
But the other party started by giving out porridge.
No matter how you look at it, it seems to be directed at him.
"Li Mo is the new disciple of Qingyuan Sect and has only been in the sect for a short time."
"A person at the Qi and Blood Realm dares to take on the task of arresting me. How brave! It seems that he is relying on the help of the Murong family and has trapped me."
"Could it be that the Qingyuan Sect wants to use the true disciple I gave them as a whetstone?"
"Haha...you're not afraid of breaking the knife."
The fierce light in Cui Peng's eyes grew stronger.
The dagger in his robe felt hot, and he couldn't help but reach out and grasp the hilt.
He practiced the Blood Sword Technique, and with every additional soul killed by his sword, his sword technique would become more powerful.
At first, he just practiced secretly.
Later, he was discovered by his fellow disciples in the sect and killed to silence him.
Unexpectedly, the truth was exposed and he became a pariah.
"Now I have nowhere else to go."
"The only way out is to join Xiyu Tower."
"If I can use the head of the Qingyuan Sect's true disciple as a token of my loyalty, I may be able to avoid the Hell Trial..."
That's right.
Cui Peng is preparing to join Xiyu Tower and become a killer.
It just so happened that the martial arts he practiced were designed for killing people.
The head of a true disciple of the Qingyuan Sect and a Xuanbing long sword are enough for him to enjoy high treatment after joining.'
Of course, this will take time.
Now he still doesn't even know the other party's bottom line.
"He should only know that I have disguised myself as a beggar, and not know my exact location."
"I am in the dark and he is in the light."
"Stupid, you tried to lure me out, but ended up making yourself the target of public criticism..."
"Hehehe... let's see who will fall into the trap in the end."
Cui Peng stood up and walked towards a little beggar in front of him.
He patted the little beggar on the back and the other person turned around immediately.
"What's the matter?"
The little beggar turned around and looked at him warily.
"You are going to Murong Mansion to get porridge and rice, right?"
"Well, if you want to go, go by yourself. I don't have time to take you there."
The little beggar shook his head repeatedly.
"I don't want porridge."
Cui Peng suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, tried his best to be kinder, and took out another string of copper coins.
The little beggar then looked determined and revealed his desire.
"When you go to get the porridge, just touch the corner of the clothes of the master of the Qingyuan Sect with your hand, and the money will be yours."
"If you come back to Nijiao Lane in East City and tell me what he looks like, I will give you another hundred bucks."
He smeared his special spices on the copper coins.
Only specially trained mice can smell it.
"good!"
The little beggar took the money and left happily.
......
At the gate of Murong Mansion.
There was a long queue in front of the charity hall built with a bamboo shed. Most of the people in the queue were in ragged clothes and had pale faces. There were refugees and poor people.
"Wow, what a thick porridge!"
"Not only is there a porridge collar, but there's also a small bag of rice! Wait... there's even half a salted fish!"
"Tsk tsk... I thought that Li Zhenchuan was just trying to gain fame and reputation, but I didn't expect him to be so honest."
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