The struggling and twisted ghost of the juggler was completely wiped out by the ringing of the soul bell.

No more traces were left.

Yu Chen put away the bell, sat down on the table, and continued to do his own thing.

Just like taking someone's life and destroying their soul, it is as common as eating and drinking.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

For Yu Chen, as long as he thinks someone deserves to die, then he should die.

There won't be any psychological burden at all.

The only thing he has to consider when doing things for others is his own clear conscience.

As for other rules, they are nothing more than scrap paper.

Even the strict laws of the imperial court are the same.

After all, if he really followed the law, Yu Chen would be on his way to exile in Mobei in half a year.

Sitting down, he took out a pen and paper and wrote one name after another on the yellowed paper.

Li Canghai, the leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Zhu Ke, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Xiao Weiliang, the fourth leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Nan Xiehu, the fifth leader of the Blackwater Gang.

The four above are the few guys who were still alive after they participated in the massacre of the Chen family.

Among them, Li Canghai and Zhu Ke are in the innate realm, while the other two are ordinary martial artists.

Then, after the names of several people, he wrote the words "Wangqi Division Chief".

Since I don’t know my real name, I used my job title instead.

After finishing writing, Yu Chen poured two more bowls of liquor left here by the corpse movers, went out and placed them in front of his parents' graves, lit three sticks of incense, burned two sticks of wax, placed money and paper, and placed the

The roll of paper with the name written on it was burned together with the money paper.

The fire rises and the ashes fly.

The long world seems to be reverberating with the vows made by young people, leaving no one behind.

The time has come.

Nowadays, Yu Chen has fulfilled the last wishes of the deceased again and again, obtained one strange thing after another, and his abilities have gradually grown.

And all the information on the Blackwater Gang sent by Xie Qing was also mastered.

Then there are some things, and it’s time to really start.

Today's gravekeepers don't save the dead, they save themselves!

Spend those fifteen years of hatred and resentment!

A few hours passed by in a flash.

In a blink of an eye, dusk fell, and the twilight fell.

Late at night in Weishui County, the southern boundary of the city is still brightly lit.

For these charlatans who lick blood from their knives, life has just begun when it gets dark!

Yu Chen came down from Qingfeng Mausoleum, walked across the dry bridge that was completely silent, walked over the night bridge, and entered the south of the city.

The frail young man with delicate features also completely blended into the dark night, turning into the bloody and brutal head-picking ghost.

In the dark night, on the snow, I walked all the way, leaving no trace on the snow.

Arriving in front of an extremely huge manor.

In the south of the city, such a large manor is quite rare, so it can be regarded as an iconic building.

The thick blue-gray wall surrounds the entire manor, and the purple-black door is cold and steely, as if to say, keep strangers away!

Looking beyond the walls and gates, the continuous gray-black attic in the night is like a sleeping beast, choosing people to eat.

——Congdefang.

is the name of this huge manor.

Regarding it, there is a slang saying in Weishui County - Congdefang, Congdefang, a place where good girls are forced to become prostitutes! Fierce women come in, sluts come out, and the daughter will panic when she sees it!

It is enough to see what kind of place Congdefang is.

According to Xie Qing's information, Congdefang was founded more than thirty years ago by a wealthy businessman from Tianqiao who imitated the Jiaofang Division of the imperial court in the capital. It was not built in the south of the city at first.

Its function is just like its name - three obediences and four virtues.

The main purpose is to teach women various etiquette and service methods, and then introduce them to wealthy families as maids.

Judging from Yu Chen's knowledge in his previous life, it is equivalent to a third-party training institution that requires a certificate to work.

But within a few years, the wealthy businessman was misappropriated by the Blackwater Gang, and his family fortune naturally fell into the hands of the Blackwater Gang.

This is going to be a big deal.

Although Congde Fang originally made money, most of the legal livelihoods throughout the ages were for earning stable money. How could the Blackwater Gang value these few bucks?

So under the transformation of the Blackwater Gang, Defang moved from Tianqiao to the south of the city, and high city walls and gates were built. Gradually, it changed from a place where women were taught etiquette and service to a place where the girls of Weishui River changed their expressions after hearing this.

The devil's cave.

——Sending well-trained promiscuous women to brothels and various dignitaries in cities and counties along the Weishui River.

According to Xie Qing's information, nearly 40% of the brothels of all sizes in Weishui were sent from Defang.

That's all.

After all, in this era, brothels are not illegal.

Besides, there are also some women who find it hard to make money by being serious and join this industry voluntarily. For example, Qinghong, a prostitute, is like this and enjoys it.

Everyone has their own ambitions and cannot be forced to do so.

But unfortunately, those girls who entered Congdefang and were trained were all girls tricked, tricked or abducted by the Blackwater Gang.

She didn't want to do this at all in the beginning, but her grandmother from Defang and the Blackwater Gang used both soft and hard tactics to force her into prostitution. She was sent to a brothel and signed a contract of prostitution, and she became shameless from then on.

Xie Qing's information even mentioned that the girls who came out of Defang were all like domesticated animals, no longer resisting at all, and were quite popular.

At this point, someone may have asked, is it possible that there are no chaste and virtuous women who would rather die than surrender?

Yes, I have!

I would rather die than surrender, so I died!

Those women who don't want to be sold into brothels, will the Blackwater Gang let them go because they admire them?

All in all, Congdefang, run by the second master of Heishui, is indeed a big cancer!

Moreover, there was another thing that was the reason why Yu Chen immediately chose Zhu Ke, the second master of Blackwater, when he started seeking revenge.

——Xie Qing’s information said that fifteen years ago, the second leader of the Blackwater Gang was not Zhu Ke.

At that time, he was just a little-known executioner.

That's right, it was the knife holder who chopped off the heads of Yu Chen's father and mother.

It is said that the first thing Weishui felt was on the day of Yu Tiesheng's execution. Even if the evidence was conclusive, many executioners did not believe that the selfless Mr. Yu would kill people's families for no reason.

It's a pity that they are only responsible for beheading, so they can't say anything about the case?

But this man also has his own way of expressing resistance.

——Sick.

That day, there were more than ten executioners in Weishui, and all of them were sick.

Don't behead!

Only Zhu Ke, who had just joined the industry, volunteered, raised his knife and cut off the two heads of Yu Tiesheng and his wife.

Because of this, he was attracted by Li Canghai, the leader of the Blackwater Gang, and joined the Blackwater Gang.

This man was already very skilled in martial arts, ruthless and well-connected, so naturally he was very successful in the Blackwater Gang.

A few years later, when the original second master died of illness, Zhu Ke stepped in and became the new second master of Blackwater.

Late at night, from the gate of Defang.

The blowing wind and snow were not strong and almost silent.

The cold purple-black door was slowly pushed open.

Two figures, one at the end and the other at the end, walked out of the door carrying a worn-out straw mat.

One is tall, one is short, one is fat and one is thin.

The one in front is shorter and fatter, and his face cannot be seen clearly, but judging from his steady steps, he seems to have been more or less practiced.

The one at the back was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole. He had a knife on his waist and lifted up the straw mat, shaking it back and forth, which was quite funny.

Yu Chen looked with his celestial eyes and saw that the heads of the two men were full of blood, and they both had blood debts on their bodies.

And on their shoulders, something was wrapped tightly in the straw mat. As the two of them swayed, a snow-white arm as white as a lotus root suddenly hung down weakly. The arms were covered with bruises, which was shocking.
Chapter completed!