My Father Is Definitely Possessed-Chapter 362 - 200: The Story of Sadako in the Painting

Chapter 362: Chapter 200: The Story of Sadako in the Painting

"Greenwood hero?"

Wu Santong beside him couldn’t help but ask, "Isn’t that just robbing and looting?"

"This Lin Qizhu is different. He’s a man of great spirit, always helps the poor by robbing the rich. He’s done some bad things to the Hua family and the shogunate, but unfortunately, his small arms couldn’t twist the big legs. In the end, the shogunate’s strongmen swept through their stronghold."

"At that time, many of his brothers died tragically, and only about thirty survived. To cover the escape of others, Lin Qizhu stayed behind alone. Later, the shogunate wanted to show everyone how unwise it was to oppose them, so they handed Lin Qizhu over to the Inspection Mansion, intending to execute him publicly."

"Seeing that Lin Qizhu was a true man, I set a fire that night, allowing him to escape in the chaos. He’s now in hiding, living incognito. If you really want to do something for the people of White Snake Dao, I think you should reach out to Lin Qizhu."

Marquis Yan said to Li Hengsheng.

"Hmm." Li Hengsheng nodded and then said, "Let’s wait a few days, then Elder Yan, take me to find Lin Qizhu."

"Yes."

Elder Yan also nodded in agreement.

The twenty or so guards who came were given wages, and almost everyone was willing to stay and work. After all, the people of White Snake Dao were not well-off, and it was good to have a steady government job.

Li Hengsheng assigned them some simple tasks.

At least to maintain the façade of the Inspection Mansion for now.

Then he took Wu Santong to the backyard, where Li Hengsheng lived, next door to Marquis Yan.

"Senior brother, why aren’t we immediately approaching Lin Qizhu?" Wu Santong said, "If we can recruit him soon, the Inspection Mansion would at least have some strength, wouldn’t it? Look at those outside, can we rely on them?"

Li Hengsheng and Xu Kui packed their stuff while laughing, "You’re usually a sharp person, so how come you can’t see through things after leaving the sect?"

"Senior brother, are you saying...Elder Yan doesn’t trust us?" Wu Santong seemed to have figured out the reason.

"We’ve just arrived in Tushan City. How could Elder Yan immediately trust us? Although Elder Yan is somewhat paranoid, he’s not a fool. The actions of the previous inspectors have made him lose faith in inspectors too."

"Although Elder Yan told us about Lin Qizhu, he only said that Lin Qizhu is in hiding incognito somewhere. He didn’t specify where exactly he’s hiding."

"So he’s also watching our attitude, waiting to see what we’ll do in the coming days. If we act like the previous inspectors, he won’t tell us Lin Qizhu’s whereabouts either."

Li Hengsheng said lightly.

"I see, so it looks like we’ll be doing things on our own for the next few days." Wu Santong sighed lightly, relying only on those outside.

"No need to rush, it will get better in the future." Li Hengsheng was still confident.

Zi Wu City.

In the past few days, a special guest arrived at the Evergreen Tavern.

He was a man with sparse hair, dressed like a beggar, but not quite; his speech and manner were quite extraordinary.

The first time Li Changqing saw this man, Xu Muhai immediately came to mind.

He usually looked as ragged as a beggar too.

For the man who came to beg for wine, Li Changqing initially thought of giving him a jug of wine to send him away, but who knew after the man finished drinking, he found the Evergreen Tavern’s wine surprisingly good, and shamelessly came back the next day.

Li Changqing chuckled, taking it as an act of kindness, and gave him another jug of shaojiu.

Until the third evening.

The man came again.

"Hehe, shopkeeper, I want to drink," the man said with a grin.

There were quite a few customers in the shop, including Xiao Luo and others. Seeing this, Xiao Luo walked up and asked Li Changqing, "Sir, is there a problem?"

"No, no, just a regular customer." Li Changqing smiled and said.

"If you need help, just holler," Xiao Luo looked at the suspicious man, then went back to sit down, continuing to eat the side dishes and drink wine.

"I say, my friend," Li Changqing said to the man, "I am running a tavern, and giving you wine twice is fine, but this can’t continue. You can’t come every day asking for free wine. It’s not fair to the customers who pay, is it?"

"Hehe." The man grinned and then said, "Actually, I didn’t come today expecting to drink for free."

"Oh, if you have money, please come inside." Li Changqing gestured to invite him in.

"No money." The man shook his head.

"Then what do you intend?" Li Changqing looked the man up and down, then frowned and said, "Do you want to sell yourself? Sorry, I’m not into that. There used to be a Peng Ning in this city who was into that, but you came too late. Otherwise, you two could have played together."

"You misunderstood, shopkeeper. I’m not selling myself; I can tell you a story." The man hurriedly said.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

Li Changqing widened his eyes as if he had heard the most amusing thing in the world!

You, tell me a story?

You didn’t even check who wrote the most popular ’Lu Zhishen Battles Nie Xiaoqian’ in Changting Town!

Seeing the somewhat disdainful expression on Li Changqing’s face, the man wasn’t annoyed but cheerfully said, "How about this, I’ll tell you a story, and if you find it entertaining, you can buy me a drink. How about that? If not, then I won’t bother you for a drink, and I’ll leave on my own."