"Who says it isn't? If you do something wrong, there's no chance of making a comeback in the North. You'll only suffer more and more until you die unwillingly."
Hearing this, the people who were talking suddenly stopped.
It really hurts! I'm numb from the pain.
I want to die but I don't want to.
Not everyone forced to come to the North is a bad person.
Many people came here because they were wronged, framed, hunted, and could no longer stay in other places.
Who knew that this place would be hell on earth?
Once they come, they can't leave.
Unless it means death, or there is a high enough price to pay.
Yes, Jiang Ling is also asking An Er this question.
He saw that everyone on both sides of the street was having a hard time.
He was curious, "These people are living in poverty, with neither enough food nor warm clothes. Don't they know how to find a way to leave the northern border and go to Beili City?"
An Er has asked many people this question since he came here.
Especially those locals, if they are exiled, they have no choice and cannot leave just like that.
Those who have a clean identity are free to go wherever they want.
Who knew that everyone looked so painful and crying.
"We also planned to leave, but we have no money. We have to pay a fee to leave the city."
An Er was surprised. He had only heard that one had to pay a fee to enter the city, but he had never heard that one had to pay to leave the city.
So, after asking carefully, I found out that this was the rule of Beiming Pavilion.
They welcome everyone who enters the city. Once they enter the North, they are people of the North and are under their control. They can use them for free.
Out of town? Leave?
It's impossible. Unless you pay enough money, you will die in the North.
After hearing An Er's words, Jiang Ling was also shocked.
This is too overbearing.
This is completely restricting other people's personal freedom.
It's illegal no matter where you are. You really act like a local emperor.
After hearing this, Jiang Ling knew that the Beiming Pavilion was really something that everyone wanted to kill, but the common people were powerless to do anything about it.
Anyway, he has set his eyes on the house in Beiming Pavilion, so he will definitely not leave anyone behind.
Then he asked, "Are there any other bad guys or people who deserve to die?"
An Er thought about it and understood what the young master meant. Beiming Pavilion will soon become a thing of the past.
“From what I’ve gathered, only the Beiming Pavilion controls the northern border, and the other small gangs are just trying to survive.
It's not fatal, and sometimes it helps people quietly.
However, even if there were only a few dozen or more than a hundred people in the gang, they could not fight against Beiming Pavilion and could only do it secretly.
By the way, I have also found out.
In fact, the most powerful sect in the north is the Xueling Sect on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
Surprisingly, there were immortals in there, each of them was cold and beautiful, with flowing white clothes and powerful.
It seems that the leader of Beiming Pavilion has relatives who are disciples in the sect.
That's why they dare to be so brazen and arrogant."
An Er calmly spoke about the information he had heard.
No matter how strange or outrageous the news is, the secret guards need to treat it calmly.
After listening to this, Jiang Ling felt a little curious and suspicious about the Xueling Sect, but he couldn't say what exactly.
So he asked An Er again, "Do people from the Snow Spirit Sect often come down the mountain to the Northern Territory?"
An Er replied, shaking his head.
“I heard from the people here that they have been here for almost ten years and have never seen the legendary immortal come down the mountain.
However, ordinary people cannot go to the top of their snow-capped mountains at will.
Once inside, no one comes out alive.
The top of the snow-capped mountain is just behind the big mountain behind Beiming Pavilion.
In the north, only a few white mountaintops can be seen.
It feels like I’m somewhere far away.”
After hearing this, Jiang Ling felt indifferent.
I guess they are from some kind of secluded family, the kind that never goes out for a hundred years and devotes themselves solely to cultivation.
In this case, all we need to do is live in peace and not interfere with each other.
The North is his now, and he must protect the flowers and plants here.
A quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped at the door of a nice-looking house.
At least, this place is sheltered from the wind and rain, and it is clean inside.
It seems that it has been renovated by An Er and his friends.
A group of people entered the courtyard, walked into the lobby, and just sat down.
Then I heard someone knocking on the door outside, "Knock, knock, knock!"
An Er immediately went out to ask, but they didn't know many people.
When I opened it, I found out that it was someone from Beiming Pavilion.
I saw that there were quite a few people coming, at least twenty or so.
"What can I do for you all? My master has just arrived today and is not planning to receive anyone.
Please go back!"
An Er said bluntly that they were all enemies anyway, so there was no need for them to be humble. As the secret guards of the Xuanwang Mansion, they also had dignity and temper.
Hearing such impolite words of driving people away, everyone in Beiming Pavilion laughed.
It was the first time they met someone who was not afraid of death.
The newcomers are tough and don’t know their rules, so let them teach them a lesson.
So as not to affect others.
The curious people nearby were so frightened by the group of people from Beiming Pavilion that they closed the door and silently prayed that they didn't see them and wouldn't knock on the door.
There is a saying in the North that people are not afraid of ghosts coming in the middle of the night, but they are afraid of people from Beiming Pavilion knocking on their doors.
Every time someone from Beiming Pavilion knocked on the door, the common people were either missing or short of money.
However, even though they closed the door tightly, they still heard the arrogant voices from the Beiming Pavilion next door.
"Hahaha, guys, isn't this new? This new family member doesn't know the rules. What should we do?"
As soon as the voice fell, more than twenty people spoke in unison.
"Beat them up and kill a few people."
An Er was indeed annoyed by their arrogant attitude.
I just met with my master and others today, and I still have a lot to talk about.
These people are so tactless, they ruin other people's good mood.
So, he yelled towards the yard
"Brother, someone is at the door, come out and help!"
As soon as An Er finished speaking, all the people in An Yi appeared at the door.
"Second brother, you are so pitiful that you were bullied.
Okay, since we’re brothers, I’ll help you.
Brothers, come on, kill them all! You really didn't choose the right time to come here! I hate it most when others interrupt our family gatherings."
Then, all we saw was a group of secret guards rushing to take action.
They hadn't had a chance to move along the way, so now was a good opportunity to stretch their muscles.
"Second brother, you guys take a break and let us take over. We've been wanting to fight for a long time."
After he finished speaking, figures flashed by, and in a moment, a group of corpses lay at the gate.
An Er was just about to clean up the mess at the gate.
An San immediately stopped him and shouted inside.
"Xiaoxue, it's time to eat!"
Everyone saw a green vine flying and twisting in front of them.
In an instant, all that was left at the door were pieces of clothes lying on the ground.
An Yi quickly opened the fire and burned all the clothes to ashes.
After flushing with a few basins of water, the front door of the house was clean.
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