Chapter 58 The news spreads

The county town is a place with rules.

With the county government in place, everyone has to follow the rules.

At least they can't make too much noise in public, otherwise they will not give face to the county magistrate.

During this period, the Qingyi Gang dared to make a fuss in the city, which was tacitly approved by the county government. Otherwise, let alone the disappearance of a 19th wife, even if the leader of the gang was missing, they would not dare to make such a fuss.

"Everyone has to restrain themselves when they go to the county town, and Wu Neng is the same, unless he can become a master of the skin refining realm, but with his talent, it will be difficult to achieve it in another 20 years!"

Song Zhong said very impolitely, devaluing Wu Neng's talent.

"Chu Liang, you have a good talent. You only need to practice in the county town for three to five years, and it will not be a problem to surpass Wu Neng in strength!"

As he said, he pointed to the corpse of the tiger monster.

With the large amount of silver exchanged for the tiger monster's corpse, it would not be difficult for Chu Liang to stay in the county town for three to five years.

Song Zhong's idea was naturally good.

But his arrival disrupted Chu Liang's overall plan.

Chu Liang guessed that Wu Neng and others would take action tonight. He originally planned to wait for Wu Neng and others to come in and die.

He asked the little mouse to keep an eye on Wu Neng and others.

Even if Wu Neng and others did not take action, Chu Liang would find a chance to kill them.

After all, it was daytime now, and Wu Neng and others were blocking the entrance of the village, so it was really inconvenient to take action.

If they were killed in broad daylight, Chu Liang would definitely become a wanted criminal in the county, and there would only be one chance to take action. Once Wu Neng and others knew Chu Liang's true strength, they would not be like this now.

But Song Zhong came suddenly.

He came at a very bad time.

It was a coincidence that both Chu Liang and Wu Neng thought that Song Zhong had disrupted their plan.

Both of them are now trying to get Song Zhong to leave.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Song!"

Chu Liang thought for a while and said, "But I still have relatives here. I really don't trust them and can't leave like this."

"Relatives?"

Song Zhong was stunned. This is a trouble.

He is an orphan. His parents and other relatives were killed by monsters a long time ago. He has never thought about this problem.

"How many relatives do you have?"

"Let me think, my second uncle, third aunt, fourth uncle, fifth uncle... there are probably more than 20 people in their families, most of them are still children."

"So many?"

Song Zhong suddenly felt it was difficult.

With so many people, just the migration of household registration is a big problem.

The government likes to make money from this matter. If you want to transfer a person's household registration from the village to the county, you have to pay at least ten taels of silver.

More than 20 people, that's more than 200 taels!

And these people have no means of making a living in the county, and they all have to rely on Chu Liang for support.

How can this be possible?

Just thinking about it, Song Zhong felt a little headache.

It's better to be an orphan. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry.

"Forget it, I'll think of a way to lure Wu Neng away and delay him for a few days. You think about it these days and come to the county as soon as possible."

Song Zhong had no other way.

He was optimistic about Chu Liang, but he couldn't protect Chu Liang all the time.

He took out a contract and said, "The market price of the demon tiger corpse is about 1,500 taels. I will trade at this price. What do you think?"

"No problem!"

Chu Liang nodded. Even if he transported it to the county town to sell, he couldn't sell it for more silver.

In fact, he originally wanted to keep the tiger demon corpse. After all, he also needed demon beast meat for martial arts practice, and the Evolution Treasure Book also needed it.

But the tiger demon was so famous that it would inevitably attract covetousness and trouble from all parties. Selling it would be the easiest.

Song Zhong said, "Since there is no problem, then sign the contract."

"Okay."

"I don't have so much silver on me for the time being." Song Zhong said to Chu Liang, "I will sign a document first, and I will deliver the silver to you within three days. If it is not due by the deadline, you can come to the Wumeng to find me with this document."

He took out two silver notes of 100 taels and placed them in front of Chu Liang.

The rest of his team also gathered together and raised 300 taels of silver, and finally a total of 500 taels.

Soon, a drafted contract and written document were placed in front of Chu Liang.

Chu Liang was not worried that Song Zhong would break his promise. He trusted him, and he didn't care much about money.

With the Evolution Treasure Book, he could get as much money as he wanted.

"Chu Liang, what do you think?" Song Zhong asked him.

"Okay."

Chu Liang immediately started writing and signed his name in the contract.

Mr. Hu stood aside and had helped the two of them grind the ink a long time ago. He looked so reserved that he looked like a schoolboy.

The contract was signed, and each party had a copy.

Song Zhong put away the contract and said to Chu Liang: "I'm leaving now. I will take Wu Neng with me. You are safe these days. You should consider it early."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Song Zhong came and went in a hurry. He came and left quickly.

It was less than a quarter of an hour.

He waved his hand, and immediately two people came forward and lifted up the huge tiger demon corpse.

Seeing this scene, Master Hu hurriedly said: "Master Song, my family has a good carriage, which can transport this tiger monster back to the county for you."

"Okay, prepare one for me."

"I'll go right away!"

Master Hu hurried back to his home.

Soon, he brought a carriage to the door of Chu Liang's house.

Several warriors worked together to throw the tiger monster's body into the carriage.

"It's just right, let's go!"

Song Zhong nodded, said hello to Chu Liang, and then left the yard and walked towards the village entrance.

Wu Neng was still waiting at the village entrance with his men, all with unfriendly expressions.

His narrow eyes swept over Song Zhong and others, and his gaze paused on the carriage, and he immediately asked: "Song Zhong, did you buy the body of the tiger monster?"

"Do you have any objections?" Song Zhong asked back.

"No."

"Very good."

Song Zhong sat on a tall horse, and suddenly took out a monster hunting manifesto from his arms, and said loudly: "Wu Neng, at that time, you and I received this monster hunting manifesto one after another, and the adults of the Meritorious Hall told you and me to act at the same time and take care of each other... Do you still remember?"

Wu Neng was startled, and immediately understood what Song Zhong meant.

His face turned ugly, and he uttered a few words from his teeth: "Of course I remember!"

Song Zhong said again: "Now that the tiger demon is dead and the body is in hand, you and I should go back to the Merit Hall to report at the same time."

"I have something else..."

"Wu Neng, what is more important than going back to report? Don't you take the adults of the Merit Hall seriously?"

"You..."

Wu Neng stared at Song Zhong, his eyes almost spitting fire!

He knew in his heart that with Song Zhong blocking him, he would not have a chance to deal with Chu Liang in the next few days.

If they had known this earlier, they should have directly broken into the village and captured Chu Liang, and then slowly interrogated him in a deserted place.

"Let's go, what are you waiting for?"

Song Zhong jumped on the horse, no longer giving Wu Neng any chance to delay, waved his hand and whipped, and rode away.

More than ten of them whipped their whips together, like a hurricane, blowing past Wu Neng and others.

The horses' hooves were hurried, and the smoke and dust were rolling.

Wu Neng's face was like a suppressed volcano, and his anger was surging in his heart. He wanted to tear Song Zhong and others into pieces immediately.

Someone asked: "Boss, do we really have to go back to the county?"

"What else?"

"But Chu Liang..."

"Forget it, let him live a few more days!"

Wu Neng took a deep breath, forced down the anger in his chest, and his cold eyes stayed on Chu Liang's yard for a moment.

The next moment, he retracted his gaze and got on the horse.

"Go!"

He waved his hand and whipped, spurring his horse to catch up with Wu Neng and others.

The rest of the people had no choice but to follow.

The two teams of people walked farther and farther, and finally disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

Just like that, a storm disappeared into thin air, and Qingshi Village returned to its former tranquility.

The villagers in the village breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of their homes, and prayed to the gods that this kind of thing would not happen again.

But Mr. Hu was not at ease, and his heart was heavy.

He knew very well that the calm before him was only temporary.

"There will be bigger troubles in a few days. If it is not handled properly, one may lose his life." He was worried and sighed several times.

Chu Liang also sighed.

He had planned to catch Wu Neng and others in one fell swoop, but now, all his plans have failed.

Song Zhong cannot be blamed for this, after all, he came with good intentions.

From Song Zhong's point of view, he actually solved a crisis for Chu Liang, and taking away the tiger monster's body was just a side job.

...

In the afternoon, Song Zhong and his party returned to the county.

As soon as the tiger monster's body appeared, it attracted the attention of countless people.

"What a big mountain tiger!" The guard at the city gate exclaimed.

"It's a tiger monster!" said another guard.

"Could it be the tiger monster that has been causing a lot of trouble in those villages in the south recently?"

"It should be. The blue-black skin and the scary claws match the rumors."

"It's worthy of being Lord Song..."

The guards praised one after another and cast admiring eyes on Song Zhong and others.

Song Zhong's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head slightly: "It wasn't me."

"It wasn't Lord Song?"

"You will know soon."

Song Zhong didn't explain much and rode into the county.

Entering the city, the corpse of the tiger monster caused another round of exclamations.

This tiger monster has been wreaking havoc for more than a month, and information about him has long been spread throughout the streets and alleys of the county. Even three-year-old children know that there is such a monster.

Song Zhong and others ignored the voices around them, looked calm, and returned to the Wumeng in the north of the city.

Not long after, the news came out from the Wumeng.

"What? That tiger monster was really not killed by Lord Song and his men?"

"I heard that it was a warrior master in a small mountain village."

"Who? Which village, Black Stone Village?"

"No, Mr. He from Black Market Village is dead. It is said that he colluded with the monster and was beheaded by Lord Wu."

"Could it be Mr. Hu from Qingshi Village?"

"..."

People were talking about it.

Many people were paying attention to this matter, so the news spread quite quickly.

Soon, a strange name spread throughout the county.

Chu Liang!

Most people heard this name for the first time, and only a few felt that the name sounded familiar.

In Yunlai Restaurant.

The shopkeeper Qi Shun had a serious look on his face, and was checking accounts with the accountant behind the counter.

A thin servant hurried over and whispered to Qi Shun: "Shopkeeper, the news is true. The tiger demon that was making trouble in the south was really killed!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely true!"

"Which lord in the Wu League killed it?"

"Not a lord in the Wu League, but a martial arts master in a village, named Chu Liang."

"Hmm?"

Qi Shun paused, immediately stopped checking the accounts, and looked up at the boy.

He asked solemnly: "Chu Liang? Which Chu? Which Liang?"

"Shuangmu Chu, the unscrupulous Liang."