Relying on his feet, Teng Qingshan walked across the fields and crossed the river. He went wherever he wanted to go, completely as he pleased.
No one could see him!
He didn't say a word. He just silently watched everything that happened in the Land of the Nine Prefectures.
… …
In the blink of an eye, it was already summer. In the city of Chu County in Yangzhou.
Teng Qingshan, dressed in a white robe, was still walking barefoot. There were people coming and going on the streets of Chu County, but no one saw Teng Qingshan. Even if someone walked towards Teng Qingshan, they would unconsciously make a turn, thinking that their path was straight.
"Eh?" Teng Qingshan suddenly turned his head and looked towards a large courtyard.
With one step, Teng Qingshan entered the deep courtyard of the mansion.
In the backyard of this luxurious mansion, a fat master dressed in embroidered clothes was chasing a pale-faced woman dressed in plain clothes with patches on her body. He was even smiling strangely as he said, "I say, daughter-in-law of the Li clan, why don't you just give in to me? If you obey me, you won't have to do hard work like mending and washing clothes. "
"Master, please behave yourself." The skinny woman in plain clothes hurriedly dodged.
However, the door to the backyard had been locked by the master.
She had nowhere to run.
"Hey, let's see where you can run to." The fat middle-aged man was also interested in chasing her.
Teng Qingshan, dressed in a white robe, stood on the roof and looked down at what was happening in the courtyard.
"Huff, huff."
The fat old man gasped for breath. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and shook his head. Instead, he laughed and said, "Mrs. Li, you can really run. I like it when you're spicy like this! Come, come, run again, run again! " As the fat middle-aged man spoke, he suddenly dashed out and grabbed the clothes of the poor woman.
"Rip!"
A piece of her clothes was torn. The woman's white arms and half of her body were exposed. This made the fat middle-aged man's eyes brighten and he became even more excited. Although this poor Li Clan's daughter-in-law didn't have a good life and her face was pale, it made her seem even more delicate. Upon closer inspection, she was indeed somewhat beautiful.
Although she didn't look young, at least in her thirties, she had the charm of a young married woman. It was no wonder that the fat middle-aged man's brain was filled with lust.
"Master, spare me, let me go. I don't want the money for mending clothes anymore. "Mrs. Li's eyes were red. She covered the tattered clothes with both hands and ran for her life.
"Money? Master, I have plenty of them! "The fat middle-aged man gasped for breath," If you obey me, I'll give you 100 taels of silver! "
A hundred taels of silver was a huge sum.
"I don't want money. Father, let me go." Mrs. Li's face was full of tears.
"Hu, hu."
The obese middle-aged man stopped in his place, constantly gasping for breath. "You hussy, you're good, you can run!" A rich man's family's eldest son, he went out in a sedan chair, a carriage, and even had someone to serve him at home. How could this run be compared to the poor women who did all kinds of chores? This rich man obviously couldn't run anymore.
"Guards!" The obese middle-aged man suddenly shouted.
"Whoosh!"
The closed door of the courtyard suddenly opened, and two vigorous men immediately rushed in.
"Master." The two men respectfully saluted.
"Her." The obese middle-aged man gasped for breath and pointed at the woman in tattered clothes, "You, you …" He said while gasping for breath, "Capture her for me, tie her up, and send her to the next room!"
"Yes, Master." The two servants hastily responded.
These two strong men obviously knew how to use internal strength. Although they weren't experts, they were nimble and fast. The two men, one on the left and one on the right, quickly surrounded Mrs. Li. Mrs. Li anxiously ran like a madman, but in the blink of an eye, with a "peng" sound, she was directly pounced on by one of the strong men.
"Let me go, Master, I beg you." Mrs. Li mournfully shouted.
"Let you go?" With a big belly, the obese middle-aged man walked over, touched Mrs. Li's face, and said with a sneaky smile, "Later, after Master has a good time with you, I'll let you go. Don't worry! "
As he spoke, Mrs. Li's hands were already tied up.
Under her tattered clothes, her undergarment, which had turned white from washing, was exposed.
"Both of you can leave." The obese middle-aged man ordered.
"Yes."
The two strong men looked at each other and quickly retreated obediently. They were very clear about their master's temper. "Creak." The courtyard door closed again. The obese middle-aged man held Mrs. Li, whose hands were tied up. This woman was thin and not heavy.
No matter how much she struggled, the rope was very tight.
Holding this young woman, the obese middle-aged man slyly smiled and entered the next room. On the roof, from the beginning to the end, Teng Qingshan watched silently. He slightly frowned.
"This kind of thing again." Teng Qingshan sighed in his heart.
Ever since he left the Great Yan Mountain and traveled the world, Teng Qingshan had seen many things in the world. Occasionally, some angry things would make him want to fight back. However, when he thought of himself as a bystander, if he wasn't there, many things would still happen. With such a thought …
Most of the time, Teng Qingshan held back and didn't intervene.
However, there were some angry things that Teng Qingshan couldn't help but intervene: "Humiliating and molesting a woman. Since he is rich and has many wives, why would he molest a woman? "
"Help!"
"Help!" Suddenly, a shrill cry came from inside the room.
Teng Qingshan scanned the area with the power of the world and easily discovered that the obese middle-aged man had already started to tear Mrs. Li's clothes.
"Fight back?"
"I'm just a bystander. If I wasn't here today, things would still happen. "
"But …"
Teng Qingshan frowned. This wasn't the first time he encountered this kind of thing. However, he still felt it was troublesome.
Suddenly —
"Peng!" The courtyard's door suddenly opened.
A skinny young man, who looked to be about 15 or 16 years old, rushed in with a butcher knife in his hand and shouted: "Old Thief Zhou! Old Thief Zhou!" Three guards quickly followed behind him. However, the skinny young man's eyes were red as he dashed into the room.
"Ah! You little thief. "A cry of pain could be heard.
Immediately, the obese middle-aged man covered his bleeding arm and ran out. The guards who rushed in hurriedly said: "Master, Master, are you okay?" "Quick, call a doctor."
"What are you doing?" The obese middle-aged man shouted, "Quick, catch that little thief. I want to skin him!"
At this moment, the skinny young man with the butcher knife pulled the woman's hand: "Mother, let's go." Mrs. Li's eyes were red. She didn't expect that her obedient son would rush in at such a critical moment.
"Catch him." The obese middle-aged man shouted.
Immediately, three guards stepped forward.
"Scram! I'll kill anyone who comes." The skinny young man's eyes were red as he rushed out like a madman. The tip of the knife pointed forward and stabbed wildly. For a moment, the guards, who weren't very strong, didn't dare to get close. They could only dodge to the side. Relying on his bravery, the skinny boy dragged his mother out of the backyard.
"Trash, trash." The obese middle-aged man shouted angrily and then covered his arm.
"Master, he can't escape. There are people outside blocking the way. "One of the guards said.
Indeed, there were more people outside.
Teng Qingshan stood on the roof and looked ahead. He saw the skinny young man with the butcher knife desperately dragging his mother. Mrs. Li also ran quickly at this time, not wanting to be a burden to her son. However, there were many guards in the Zhou Clan's mansion, and there were also experts among the guards.
"I'll kill anyone who dares to stop me!" The skinny young man roared.
Teng Qingshan looked down from the rooftop. He could tell that this lean young man had learned the 《Tiger Form Fist Art》. In the Land of the Nine Prefectures, the 《Tiger Form Fist Art》 should be the most popular one. Many poor people could learn it. After all, although the Qingshan Enterprise Hall sold it for a hundred taels of silver, some poor villagers would make more copies.
The Qingshan Enterprise Hall didn't forcefully stop him.
This made the Tiger Form Fist Art spread far and wide.
"Little thief, you still want to escape?" One of the intrepid guards roared and chopped down with a machete in his hand. The lean young man had just dodged, when the intrepid guard flipped his hand and the machete fiercely slammed onto the lean young man's body.
Bang! The skinny young man took three steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Liang 'er, Liang' er." The woman panicked.
"Great Master, Great Master, I beg you, let my Liang 'er go." The Mrs. Li begged the fat middle-aged man who was surrounded by guards.
The fat middle-aged man's face was cold, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes. He said angrily, "This little bastard dares to brandish a knife at me. He doesn't want to live. Beat him, beat him to death. If I don't skin him alive, I won't be able to vent my anger. "
"Yes."
The guards replied in unison.
Under the beating, the skinny young man spat out blood again and fell to the side. The woman's face was full of tears.
"Old Thief Zhou, Old Thief Zhou!!!" The skinny young man gritted his teeth and stared at the fat middle-aged man. However, he was so injured that he couldn't get up.
"Hmph."
"Beat him to death." The fat middle-aged man said fiercely.
"Master Zhou, who do you want to beat to death?" A voice came.
Suddenly, there was silence.
A few men wearing the uniform of the city guards had already barged into the mansion. The leader was a man with a square face. He sneered and said, "In the territory of our Gui Yuan Sect, there is a rule in the city that forbids beating people to death. I heard that Master Zhou was going to kill someone on the street, so I couldn't just ignore it. "
The fat middle-aged man was embarrassed and embarrassed.
"Kid, why are you still here?" The leader of the city guards raised his eyelids and said.
The woman hurriedly helped her son up, thanked the leader of the city guards, and left.
"Master Zhou, don't do this again. Otherwise, I will put you in jail." The leader of the city guards said.
The fat middle-aged man smiled and said good words.
"Brother, I have something to do. I won't stay any longer. Let's go! "With a wave of his hand, the city guards swaggered away.
Watching the city guards leave, the fat middle-aged man's face turned ugly. He cursed in a low voice, "That little bastard, does he have a friend who is a city guard?" The angry Master Zhou ordered a strong guard next to him, "You, take a few people with you tonight and beat that kid from the Li family to death. Throw him into the river. Do it cleanly!"
"Don't worry, Master."
…
Teng Qingshan silently watched from the sky. After a long time, he sighed and disappeared.
This was only one side of the world.
Teng Qingshan continued his journey. In this world, there were good things, bad things, happy things, and tragic things happening every day. Teng Qingshan tried his best to be a bystander and observe everything.
He left Yangzhou and entered Qingzhou. Then he went to the East Sea and traveled to the many islands in the East Sea …
As time passed, Teng Qingshan finally stopped meddling in anything.
He watched the birth of a baby.
He watched the death of an old man.
He watched the arrival of a happy event.
He watched the tragedy happen …
And all of this, in the world of the Nine Prefectures, was just an inconspicuous wave.
(The first chapter)
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