The Night Watchman of Another World: I know a lot of things

Chapter 159 Can’t you smell how much you stink?

Wang Hai had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt the atmosphere around him tighten. Then two huge earth arms suddenly stretched out from the flower bed next to him and wrapped around Wang Hai's legs on the left and right.

It was Qin Wolong who used the Thick Earth Seal to shape the mud and restrain Wang Hai.

"General Wang, you have crossed the line!

You are just an official in my Baoqing Prefecture. Why are you rushing to the yard of my other nephew in such a hurry?

Do you want to devour your master? Just because you are Qin Jingyu's uncle?

Although we had a good chat these days and your sisters-in-law treated us very well, I don't mind turning a blind eye to some things.

After all, I, Qin Wolong, am also born out of wedlock. If Qin Jingyu is really more powerful than Qin Jingmo, it wouldn't be a bad thing for me to make him the city lord.

But my Qin family has few male members, and one of them has already been ambushed today, so we cannot allow another one to die."

"Ninth Elder, Qin Jingmo is the biggest beneficiary of this matter. Who else could it be but him?"

"Humph! The matter has not been investigated thoroughly yet, and it is not necessarily the work of my nephew who is good at business. I advise you to follow my speculation and check the manure carrier in your government office first."

Wang Hai's face turned even darker when he heard this.

The arrangements made by the Akita clan in Baoqing Prefecture over the years were about to succeed, but now it was destroyed because of the death of the most critical person.

If we want to legitimately let the Chu people demolish the Wugang Confucian Temple ourselves, we will probably have to find another way.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred towards the murderer who assassinated Qin Jingyu.

As for Yang Qing, the strong smell caused by the foul smell affected the soldiers from the government office who came to rescue him, and it made it easier for him to escape.

After running for more than ten streets in one breath, Yang Qing couldn't bear it anymore and started vomiting violently.

Before, when he was in the state of the Nine-Character Mantra, he could still ignore the smell, but now that the excitement had subsided, Yang Qing could no longer bear it.

The smell is like feces mixed with corpses and rotten eggs, which have exploded after being sealed in a high-temperature jar for a month.

If Yang Qing had not launched a sneak attack instead of a head-on fight, once this thing had taken the initiative, the battle environment would have become extremely harsh.

Afterwards, because he was afraid that the government army would continue to send people to pursue him, after resting for a while, Yang Qing did not return directly to the Wugang Confucian Temple, but found a secluded place to hide and rest.

The next morning, Yang Qing waited for Chen Weiwei at the gate of the Confucian Temple. After bidding farewell to Master Han, they left the city with Ji Shui Bao and Mo Guang.

Master Han still had a sad look on his face. He didn't know that Qin Jingyu had been killed by Yang Qing. In the short term, no one would advocate demolishing the Confucian temple.

While passing by the city gate, Yang Qing unexpectedly discovered wanted portraits of him, Chen Weiwei, Chen Dangdang and Xing Hu.

But now they have disguised themselves and look quite different from the portraits on the notice board.

At this moment, on the notice board at the city gate, a yamen runner was holding a brush, carefully applying paste, and posting wanted posters for several people.

An illiterate old farmer curiously asked the yamen runner who was posting the wanted notice what these people did, as they seemed to be very young.

Upon hearing this, the yamen runner stopped his work and introduced to the old man the worth of Yang Qing and others, as well as the reasons why they were wanted.

Sure enough, the Pantheon did not disappoint at all. According to the Hengzhou government office, the current worth of Yang Qing and others, even the cheapest Xing Hu, is worth 80,000 taels of silver.

With this money, you can buy a decent house in Baoqing Prefecture.

Others were even more expensive, especially Yang Qing, whose worth was as high as 250,000 taels of silver.

According to the wanted thief notice, Yang Qing is now a senior remnant of a certain evil cult, lurking in Hengzhou Prefecture for many years.

In the battle on the night of the blood moon, the city gates were destroyed, colleagues were killed, evil formations were set up, and dragon veins were broken, which directly led to the Hengzhou Prefecture with thousands of years of history being breached by evil spirits.

The city’s population dropped by three quarters as a result. Every household hung white flags, and countless lives were lost to the evil spirits.

Through the generous narration of the city gate servant, a group of simple people hated Yang Qing so much that they gritted their teeth and cursed him.

"This damn cult, and that damn Yang Qing, I really hope they can be caught soon."

"Yes! Yes! They must be cut into pieces."

These people don't understand any conspiracies or intrigues, can't see the power struggles, and have trouble distinguishing truth from falsehood. They only have the simplest view of good and evil.

Not far away, Yang Qing and Chen Weiwei saw it all.

Even though I knew this day would come sooner or later, it was still different to see myself being wanted.

"Let's go!" Yang Qing turned around and said to Chen Weiwei.

"Aren't you angry? We fought so hard, but we're still wanted."

"Why are you angry? I've already prepared myself for this.

We are weak now, and we will find a chance to retaliate when we grow up."

"Okay, let's go back and destroy his Pantheon!" Chen Weiwei smiled when he heard that.

Then the two turned and left.

After leaving the city, the two men and the cat continued to head northwest. Their next target was Wuxi Prefecture, located further northwest of Baoqing Prefecture.

On the way, Yang Qing wanted to take Mo Guang back from Chen Weiwei, but was sternly rejected by Mo Guang.

"Boy, can't you smell how bad you stink? You didn't sneak out to eat shit last night to avoid us.

The smell on you can't be just ordinary shit, it's definitely old sauce."

After saying that, he signaled Chen Weiwei to stay away from Yang Qing.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing sniffed carefully and there seemed to be a slight pungent smell on his palm.

It seems that even though he was very careful and was not directly hit by the "feces liquid", he was still inevitably infected because he was in that harsh environment.

Even purification with thunder magic won't work.

He took out a water bag from the storage bag and washed his hands, then used the clothes-cleansing talisman to cleanse the dirt off his body, but the faint stench still lingered on his body.

"It's useless. The source of your smell must be quite corrosive. It will take at least a month for the smell to go away."

Jishuibao Mo Guang lay on top of Chen Weiwei's head and said as he looked at Yang Qing doing useless work.

Yang Qing sighed when he heard that, and then started chatting with Chen Weiwei about what happened last night.

Because he disliked the "bad smell" on Yang Qing, Mo Guang didn't like to get close to Yang Qing for the next two days. Instead, his relationship with Chen Weiwei became better and better.

Even after arriving in Wuxi Prefecture, Yang Qing found an inn and cleaned himself up, but it was of no avail.

Looking at Mo Guang who was lying on Chen Weiwei's head all day, Yang Qing felt like his pet was about to be kidnapped.

On the night that Yang Qing and his companions moved into Wuxi Prefecture, a monk wearing a gray robe and a wide-brimmed hat arrived outside Wuxi Prefecture.

In the dark night, this man didn't seem to be afraid of the wandering evil spirits at all, and those evil spirits wandering in the wild looking for food also ignored this lone traveler.

"who!"

A team of night watchmen who were out hunting discovered the gray-robed monk.

The monk did not answer, but pointed at the person who asked the question, and three bone spurs shot out from his fingertips.

"How brave!"

The leading night watchman saw that the other party attacked without saying a word, so he quickly raised the soul weapon in his hand to block and prepared to capture him soon.

He didn't believe that anyone would dare to wander around outside so late without a purpose.

But only a few "bang" sounds were heard, and the night watchman's soul soldier broke immediately, and it didn't even fail to hinder the bone spur at all, and it went straight through his chest.

"team leader!"

"team leader!"

The next morning, when the Wuxi Prefecture Night Patrol Office rolled the table, it was discovered that an entire team of the night patrol team outside the city was missing.