At the dock, the townspeople watching were all bewildered.
"Jumping now?"
"Isn't this too fierce?"
"They've been in the water for so long, they're dead."
"Oh my, is the Shunfeng Escort Agency going to change its leader again?"
"What's the use of changing it? Didn't that pretty boy surnamed Chu drain all our family wealth?"
"Well, this is really harmful to others and yourself."
Just as everyone was discussing this, suddenly, the surface of the Songhua River seemed to be split open by something, and the entire water surface tilted to both sides, revealing the hole at the bottom of the water.
boom!
The sound of the rushing water hit the ears of everyone on the shore. People seemed to have a premonition of something. Even though they were soaked by the water, they still stood on tiptoe and looked into the water in silence.
"Look! A boat!"
Someone shouted in surprise, and everyone looked over.
A tattered ferry suddenly emerged from the water without any warning, as if someone had lifted it from the bottom of the water to the surface.
The ferry was floating towards the shore quickly. Even though there was no one rowing, its speed was not slow at all.
"Look! There's someone on the mast."
As the ship approached, apart from the ominous nail scratches on the hull, the first thing people noticed was Chu Mu standing on the top of the mast.
He was wearing a bamboo green gown today, which made his slender figure look even slimmer.
In order to satisfy the temple's hobbies, Chu Mu would use the identity of the time and place when he went down to the mortal world to judge.
Here, he has long straight black hair that reaches his waist.
Combing hair is a technical job. Chu Muming showed that he was not good at it. He casually took a hair tie and gently tied his long hair together.
After going into the water, Chu Mu's hair tie disappeared. Now she had her long black hair loose, letting the breeze from the Songhua River blow it high up.
The top of the mast couldn't even hold half an adult's foot, but Chu Mu was able to stand steadily on it with just his toes.
You can tell at first glance that he is not an ordinary person.
The young man Fan Ji stood at the bow of the boat, his dark eyes staring at the shore.
"Both of them...their clothes are dry."
"Didn't they go into the water? How can they be so dry?"
"I heard that guy on the bow can play with fire. I guess he dried it up with fire?"
"Is that Zhoujiawu's boat? Did the two of them get the boat out?"
"They are really powerful. They are at least comparable to the top masters of the Fan family, right?"
"I wonder how much it would cost to hire them for a single escort mission. The Fan family's Heavenly Master is too expensive."
People were still chattering and discussing when the ferry suddenly docked.
Many of the townspeople watching the scene had witnessed the strange incident on the Zhoujiawu ferry. Seeing the deep nail marks all over the boat, they were all frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.
Fan Ji jumped off the boat first, followed by Chu Mu.
After the two of them stood still at the dock, they both looked at the familiar faces in the crowd—they were the ones who had followed them out of the escort agency.
"Go on board and move the bodies off the deck, let their families take them away and bury them as soon as possible." Chu Mu instructed.
"Corpse, corpse?" The self-proclaimed fearless bandit turned pale. "There's no one from Zhoujiawu in our town. No one will take it back."
"Zhoujiawu?" Chu Mu asked with a half-smile, "Did I ask you to move to Zhoujiawu?"
The bandit he questioned didn't dare to look at Chu Mu at all. He lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything extra.
Chu Mu's voice sounded very gentle: "All the villagers of Zhoujiawu are dead, and have become ghosts in the Songhua River."
This is a fact, and it is a fact known to many people, and no one objects to it.
Chu Mu looked around and continued, "Aji sent the Zhoujiawu ghosts to where they needed to go underwater. The one on the boat now is the Fan family's Heavenly Master."
As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of noise in the crowd.
Those who are chosen by the Fan family are all masters of this era, and masters also mean they are rich.
Those A-level Heavenly Masters are all well-known figures in the town.
Their families had previously announced that they would reward anyone who could retrieve their bodies with a large sum of money.
Fan Ji glanced at the escort agent who hadn't moved, and said sternly, "Why don't you go now?"
After witnessing the two men's power once again, the guys were completely convinced. What's more, the corpses on the boat could be exchanged for money!
There were a total of seven Heavenly Masters of the Fan Family. Although they were all dead, at least none of them were missing any limbs.
Chu Mu asked his men to carry the body and swaggered back to the escort agency.
Five black wooden boxes were also taken back with it.
It is filled with gold, silver and jewelry.
Those are all the property of Goatbeard from Zhoujiawu.
Chu Mu picked up a jade necklace with good water content and said, "I never thought that the head of a small village could be so prosperous."
"He is the village priest of Zhoujiawu. All matters, big or small, in the village have to be handled by him."
Fan Ji picked out items from the box for a long time but still couldn't find an ornament that suited Chu Mu.
He frowned a little in dissatisfaction: "Master, tomorrow we will go to the jade shop in town and make you a jade hairpin."
"Okay," Chu Mu touched his messy long hair, "You have to be responsible for combing my hair."
The young man didn't know what he was thinking about, and a blush appeared on his fair face: "Okay, I will comb your hair every day."
The two smiled at each other, and a strange atmosphere spread in the air.
The waiter beside him suddenly coughed twice, and faced Fan Ji's murderous gaze, and said with a stiff upper lip:
"Master Chu, don't we need to return the Fan family's Heavenly Master?"
Chu Mu picked out a jade ring from the box and put it on himself: "Don't worry, they will come to us on their own."
…
Chu Mu was right.
After lunch, someone from the Fan family came to visit.
The people who came were representatives of the families of the deceased Heavenly Masters. Only one person from each family came. They all looked indifferent and arrogant, and it seemed that they did not take the matter as seriously as the outside world had rumored.
Chu Muchai didn't care whether they were truly sad or pretending to be sad, he just wanted money.
"You are all well-known people in this town, just name your price."
Chu Mu didn't even make tea for them. Instead, he held the green jade teacup and slowly sipped the Longjing tea in the cup.
The people from the Fan family were all elders with white hair and beards. They were used to being domineering in Taiping Town, and this was the first time they were treated so lightly by a junior.
"Mr. Chu," an old man with gold rings on his hands stepped forward, "The Fan family always keeps their word. We promised to give ten taels of gold to whoever could retrieve the body, and we will never break our promise."
After saying this, he raised his hand, and a servant came forward with a box of gold.
"Here is a hundred gold coins. The extra thirty is our extra token of gratitude."
Anyone who doesn't take the money is a fool. Chu Mu didn't bother to be polite with them. He called his men over and took the gold directly without even saying thank you.
The old man with the gold ring was so angry that his beard was twitching. He flicked his sleeves and turned away angrily.
Chu Mu raised his hand coldly behind him and said, "Goodbye, I won't see you off."
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