The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

"Do not move."

A low and cold voice sounded in my ears.

Master Cheng Wu's heart instantly rose to his throat.

The blood in my body seemed to freeze, and an unprecedented sense of fear enveloped my whole body.

His heart was pounding and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to take a look.

The man behind him warned again: "Don't look back, otherwise, you will die!"

Master Cheng Wu immediately suppressed the urge to turn back and find out what was going on.

However, the fear of the unknown almost swallowed him up.

At this moment, a drop of cold sweat quietly slid down from the temple, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it.

"Now, is Brother Cheng satisfied?"

Yu Shaoxiong's voice sounded at the right time, with a hint of teasing.

"well……"

Master Cheng Wu uttered these two words with difficulty, his voice trembling.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

Yu Shaoxiong clapped his hands again.

Master Cheng Wu immediately noticed that the feeling of oppression behind him suddenly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

However, he still stood there stiffly, not daring to move.

Until Yu Shaoxiong spoke up and reminded: "Brother Cheng, you can turn around now with peace of mind."

Only then did Master Cheng Wu slowly, almost mechanically turn his neck and look back.

Behind him, there was nothing but an empty room.

However, the doors and windows here are closed.

The other party definitely didn't leave.

He looked around, every inch of space was clearly visible.

But the sense of crisis still lingered in his mind, reminding him that the danger was not really far away.

But the view here is clear.

There is no place to hide.

Where would it be hidden?

Think about this.

Master Cheng Wu suddenly raised his head and looked at the beams of the house.

It was empty there too!

An indescribable sense of surprise and fear suddenly surged in Master Cheng Wu's heart.

I have to marvel at the other party's concealment skills.

It is truly unpredictable, coming and going without a trace.

"Brother Cheng doesn't need to be found anymore. If he was so easy to find, he wouldn't be called the golden killer."

There was a hint of pride in Yu Shaoxiong's words.

Master Cheng Wu was thinking to himself.

Even a gold medal killer is so powerful.

Then how shocking would the Ghost King of Hell, Ghost Face Fourteen, who is even more famous than him, be?

Master Cheng Wu couldn't imagine it and was deeply shocked.

He had never realized so deeply that although he was a local hero, he was just a drop in the ocean in this vast world.

Each of those powerful people hiding in the dark is capable of subverting his world.

If you accidentally provoke one, you might not even know how you died.

Thinking back to his past arrogance and conceit, Master Cheng Wu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this moment, he changed his mind.

Since Yu Shaoxiong can invite such people to help.

Then he can use this opportunity to overthrow the Pingqing Gang and lead the Pao Ge Hui to become the largest gang in Kyoto City!

A layer of worry covered his heart.

Yu Shaoxiong had already seen through his thoughts.

He smiled calmly, took a sip of the fragrant tea, and said slowly: "'A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.' I am already satisfied that the Pao Brothers Club has achieved its current status.

Besides, I am not interested in gang fights, so you can relax, Brother Cheng."

After that, he changed the subject and said jokingly, "Brother Cheng, if you want to go further, I'd be happy to lend you a helping hand."

Upon hearing this, Master Cheng Wu's eyes flickered.

He hastily defended himself: "Lin Xiaosheng is my elder brother, how dare I have any improper thoughts?"

Yu Shaoxiong chuckled, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"I never mentioned the position of gang leader, why is Fifth Master so anxious to clarify?"

The atmosphere was a little subtle for a moment, and Master Cheng Wu seemed a little embarrassed.

As soon as he said this, he realized that he was too eager to explain, which made his attempt to cover up something even more obvious.

Yu Shaoxiong did not continue to dwell on this topic.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he changed the subject and returned to the main topic.

"Okay, Brother Cheng, let's get back to the point. Do you still believe that Yu can help you get revenge?"

"Of course I believe it." Master Cheng Wu nodded hurriedly, "Okay, I'll do whatever Master Yu says."

Master Cheng Wu nodded quickly, his tone firm, "Whatever Yu Longtou says, I, Old Cheng, will do, without hesitation."

"Okay, with Brother Cheng's words, I feel relieved."

Hearing this, Yu Shaoxiong showed a satisfied smile on his face.

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People in Kyoto have always gotten up early.

Before daybreak, those making sesame seed cakes and frying dough sticks had already started working.

This allows students, workers, and people serving in government offices to have breakfast before going to school or work.

Those selling almond tea, buns, and cakes all set up their stalls at dawn.

In the distance, carts and camel caravans were moving slowly, loaded with coal or food, staggering from the countryside dozens of miles away.

Loads of fresh green vegetables, with crystal dewdrops hanging on the tips of the leaves, were all brought into the city early in the morning by farmers from nearby suburbs.

The shops along the street were not willing to lag behind and took down their doors one after another.

With a creaking sound, wooden doors slowly opened, welcoming the first ray of sunshine and the arrival of customers.

Lin Mo strolled along the street, feeling the lively atmosphere here, and felt inexplicably warm and peaceful in his heart.

The corners of his mouth inadvertently formed a faint smile.

He was completely different from the "Bloody Hand Butcher" who killed more than a dozen people from the Anqing Gang in the middle of the night.

Just as he was immersed in this tranquility, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence around him.

I saw several men running over in a hurry with bowls in their hands.

Seeing this, Lin Mo thought it was some charity giving out porridge, so he stepped aside to make way.

However, a familiar call suddenly sounded: "Xiao Lin!"

Lin Mo looked around.

Not far away, I saw a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched figure and gray hair waving at me.

Lin Mo recognized at a glance that the other person was Qian Dafu, who used to live next door to him.

However, the years seemed to have left deep marks on Qian Dafu.

He is now completely different from his previous image of a ruddy-cheeked, pot-bellied man.

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart, and the memories of Qian Dafu also flooded into his mind.

Back then, Qian Dafu was addicted to gambling. Not only did he squander his family fortune, he also became addicted to smoking, which put the once warm little family on the brink of collapse.

Even the ancestral house was almost taken away by the casino.

Later, Lin Mo took action and burned down the casino that had caused so much harm to people.

Only then did Qian Dafu's family escape disaster.

From then on, Aunt Wang took Qian Dafu back to the countryside to quit smoking and gambling.

Their ancestral home was entrusted to Lin Mo to take care of.

However, the good times did not last long. When the couple returned, they hurriedly sold the house.

Lin Mo didn't know why.

However, since the house was sold, it has remained empty and no buyer has moved in.

Since then, Lin Mo has never seen the couple again.

I didn't expect to meet Qian Dafu today.

Lin Mo smiled and asked, "Brother Fu, when did you come back?"