Chapter 129
"I heard that he is a hard-hearted old man, but he is obsessed with reputation. Yesterday, at the entrance of Xinglin Miracle Doctor's clinic, he would have his followers beat anyone just because they blocked the way."
"Keep your voice down, he seems to be looking over?"
"...."
Qiao Mu didn't pay attention to the whispers of these ordinary people, but was curious that the speed at which these rumors spread was indeed beyond his imagination.
Hai Wuya's guess must be true, and someone must be behind it. After all, the Imperial Capital is not a small place like Yancheng. A trivial matter can spread throughout half of the city overnight.
"Hmm... Daozhen from the Dao Dao Sect?" Qiao Mu saw a slightly familiar figure from the door of the roadside teahouse.
The other party was drinking morning tea when he saw Qiao Mu looking over and staring at him, smiling and nodding in greeting, looking very talkative.
Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed, but he just nodded slightly.
His current persona is the father of Qiao Zhong, a prisoner in Tianyao, so naturally he has never been familiar with this truth.
It is really extraordinary to be able to see through the Tao at a glance, and it can be explained by Qiao Mu's extraordinary eyesight. If you talk to him in detail, it will not be consistent with the setting of having never met before.
Qiao Mu turned his head and continued walking as if nothing had happened.
Soon, we reached the vegetable market street of the imperial capital, and the pedestrians around us gradually became denser and in an endless stream.
"Why hasn't anyone killed me yet? Who can kill my big head this time?"
Qiao Mu rubbed his head with his palms, feeling slightly disappointed.
Except for Daozhen from the Dao Dao Sect, he didn't notice any strong people around him that he could take a high look at.
Since there was no movement, he turned his attention to the vegetable market execution ground in the distance.
On one side of the execution ground, there was a sharpened wooden stake standing, and Qiao Zhong's head was inserted on the wooden stake as a warning to others.
This head seems to have been specially embalmed by the officials, and its facial features are still as lifelike as the moment before Qiao Zhong died.
It's just that the people in Caishikou have long been accustomed to this, and their expressions are as usual, and they don't look at the head more.
Only some children who came to Caishikou for the first time would look at it a few more times, look away in shock and fear, and then couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"It's time to take my head." Qiao Mu murmured.
Just when his attention fell on his head in the distance.
Suddenly, a figure came closer behind him intentionally or unintentionally.
Qiao Mu seemed to be aware of it and turned slightly to avoid it.
But this figure came over forcefully, and then suddenly said "Ouch", which sounded like a panicked female voice.
Turning around, I saw a young woman in her early twenties with a rather plump figure, looking over with a mixture of shock and anger.
"Indecent." The young woman screamed and stood by the road shyly and angrily.
This voice was sharp and loud, cutting through the noise of the food market.
There were so many people watching the excitement at the vegetable market in the imperial capital. They usually couldn't get enough of the beheading show, but now that they heard such a scream, many people looked sideways.
"What happened?"
The butcher who was killing pigs at the stall next to him put his butcher knife on the butcher table and strode over.
He glanced at the young woman's plump and graceful figure, subconsciously wiped his hands on the apron in front of her belly twice, and then stepped forward.
"Little lady, what's wrong with you?" he asked roughly.
I saw the young woman standing by the road, with tears in her eyes, angry and ashamed, pointing to the tree standing next to her:
"This old man, he just now, he just now..." Halfway through his words, tears fell down like beads, soaking his chest and clothes, making people look at him with pity.
At this time, more and more people were gathering around, forming a small circle, surrounding the arbor in the middle.
"You are so old, don't even think about running away..." the butcher shouted loudly, and volunteered to come forward to get the tree.
But after taking two steps, he saw the tree standing there with no intention of running away.
Moreover, the old man looked old, his body was as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes were sharp. This look made the butcher subconsciously withdraw his hand for a moment.
"You're here to pull this trick...it almost embarrassed me." Qiao Mu sighed slightly in his heart, his eyes falling on the young woman's face.
He vaguely felt that the young woman looked familiar. When he thought about it carefully, she seemed to have appeared in the crowd that stopped him outside the hospital yesterday...
"This old man is Qiao Shuanglin, I remember him! The one who beat someone in front of Xinglin Medical Center yesterday!"
"By the way, is he the Qiao family from Nanzhou? How dare he be so arrogant in our imperial capital?"
"Qiao Shuanglin, who is just trying to gain fame and reputation, made a move yesterday, sir, but you can't bear it anymore today?"
There were many pedestrians in Caishikou, and among the crowd, some righteous people soon took the initiative to stand up, identify the tree, and educate the onlookers who did not know the truth about Qiao Shuanglin's identity, causes and consequences.
"Is it over yet?" Qiao Mu became a little impatient listening to the gossip around him.
Now, he is more and more certain that the crowd in the medical center yesterday must have been secretly fanning the flames.
The two incidents yesterday and today were conducted in exactly the same style, both hiding in secret and instigating the people...
"This job is really rough." Qiao Mu sneered in his heart.
The farce at the door of the medical clinic yesterday was just that. He took the initiative to pay for the medical treatment, but the other party seized the opportunity and used it as an excuse.
And today's job is actually to frame him, a middle-to-high-level martial artist with keen senses?
Although Qiao Mu's attention was focused on his head and he did not notice the approach of an ordinary person like the young woman in advance, he also knew that he had not touched the young woman's body just now and was subconsciously avoided by him.
Even if he is absent-minded, a martial artist like Qiao Mu today is not something that an ordinary person can touch.
Then the truth is obviously obvious... I think anyone with insight can see through the strangeness.
"Old guy, you are so thick-skinned. You did such a shameless thing and you still look like you don't care?"
"You are a thief if you are too old to die! Surround this shameless old fool, don't let him escape, call the officer quickly."
The surroundings became noisy. The people were filled with indignation and surrounded the arbor, just like the farce at the entrance of the medical center yesterday.
Chapter 151 He is anxious (4k
There was a huge crowd in Caishi Street, surrounding a man and a woman in the middle of the road.
The man was an old man over ninety years old. He was surrounded by everyone and had a cold look on his face.
The woman is a plump and graceful young woman, with a look of shame and anger, and her eyes are covered in tears.
More and more pedestrians on Caishi Street were attracted by this incident, and they continued to gather from all directions. The situation was gradually escalating.
at the same time.
There are many eyes in the dark, watching this scene.
Among them was Daozhen, a Daozhen disciple sitting at the Eight Immortals table at the entrance of the Caishi Street teahouse.
He sat leisurely, blew the hot tea gently, raised his head and drank the cup of hot tea.
While he raised his head to drink tea, his eyes were still staring at the arbor. He looked a bit like a primary school student watching TV during dinner, for fear of missing any exciting content.
"I don't know how Qiao Shuanglin will deal with this?"
One of Daozhen's daily interests is observing mortals, especially mortals with extraordinary personalities and perseverance.
After seeing Qiao Zhong beheaded before, he became somewhat interested in Qiao's family.
Now that Qiao Shuanglin is in a turmoil, he will naturally stand aside and continue to sit and watch the show. Even if someone disturbs the good show, he will not agree.
"The Qiao family in Nanzhou actually have a pretty good reputation."
"Although there is Qiao Pifu, a thug who forced his way into Xuantian Temple in Heyang Fucheng, there is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death."
"And this Qiao Shuanglin seems a little different. His reputation in the imperial capital doesn't seem to be very good?"
"Among the several Qiao family members who have appeared so far, this old man can be considered an outlier..."
Daozhen was also curious about what kind of person Qiao Shuanglin was.
So he continued watching the show.
....
The sound of people gradually became noisy.
The crowd always followed the crowd blindly. In front of the calm but cold-looking old man and the crying young woman, they naturally sided with the young woman.
"Surround him and don't let him go!"
"I heard that this old man has practiced martial arts. Although he is old now, he can still easily bully a woman with his remaining strength."
"Old man, if you really have a clear conscience, you might as well stand there and wait for the officials to come over, so that they can naturally ascertain your innocence."
There are all kinds of sounds around.
Qiao Mu was still calm. He observed carefully for a while and found that these crowds were not all extras hired by the mastermind behind the scenes. There were actually some people among them who were truly indignant and stood up to protect the woman.
"It's unreasonable..." Qiao Mu secretly shook his head and turned to leave.
He originally thought that a knowledgeable person could easily see through the truth.
But at this moment, these pedestrians at Caishikou don't have such good eyesight.
Of course, there is also a possibility...these onlookers don't actually care that much about the truth. They are just taking advantage of the situation and subconsciously stand on the side of "justice."
Qiao Mu had no intention of wasting time with these people.
His eyes suddenly became sharp, and strong murderous aura emerged once again.
Even though Qiao Mu has not mastered the true method of witnessing god refining because he has not yet entered the path of refining gods, he can still imitate others and use his own murderous aura to frighten these ordinary people.
Seeing him glare like this, the noisy people around him suddenly became silent and unconsciously made way for a passage.
Qiao Mu was about to leave when Leng Buding heard a shout in the distance.
"Hey! That old man is so shameless, don't even think about leaving like this. I, 'Dragon Claw' Hu Han, would hate to see such an insult to a woman from a good family!"
A muscular man with Chinese character face stopped in front of Qiao Mu.
He glanced at the plump young woman next to him from the corner of his eyes, and unconsciously straightened his chest a bit, making the already thick chest muscles even more straight and majestic.
"It's the 'Dragon Claw' Hu Han!"
"Master Hu is here too? Can that old man be so cruel now?"
Amidst the commotion, the young woman seemed to be aware of the hero Hu Han's gaze. She blinked her eyes immediately and her eyes turned even redder:
"Please Master Hu make the decision for me."
"This old man seems to have practiced martial arts. He was so scornful of me just now, and now he is leaving in a hurry after hearing that someone reported to the official. Without the help of a heroic figure like Hu Daxia..."
After being begged by the young woman with red eyes, Hu Han's eyes widened with aura.
"That old man, you can't leave!"
"What? You believe what she said?" Qiao Mu stopped and said calmly:
"How do you know that this matter wasn't all framed by her mouth? Did someone just see me scorning her?"
The strong man Hu Han paused for a moment, but then shouted loudly:
"False accusation? Who would be willing to sacrifice their reputation to falsely accuse an old man like you?"
Once this was said, others nodded one after another.
In this feudal dynasty, the reputation of good women has always been highly valued.
Many young girls and young women are kept in the boudoir and are not allowed to go out and show their faces at will, otherwise they may attract gossip.
And this young woman now claims that she was molested on the street. If the news spreads, it will inevitably affect her reputation.
Once the reputation is ruined, I am afraid that I will be pointed at for half my life. Therefore, in the eyes of others, it is natural not to use one's own reputation to falsely accuse others.
Seeing that everyone else nodded in approval, the hero Hu Han became more confident. He said proudly:
"Don't worry, if you really have a clear conscience, when the government officials come and investigate thoroughly, they will naturally clear your name."
"But if you really did it, I can't pretend I don't know."
The strong man Hu Han crossed his arms and snorted coldly.
"Okay!"
"Thanks to the presence of the hero Hu today! Otherwise, I would have let this old thief go!" The people around him cheered.