Mu Sanshou sat with his back towards the church gate, holding a dry tobacco in his right hand, facing the blind man's face, but his face was upside down. Not far behind the blind man was the crucifixion of Jesus nailed to the cross. If he could choose, the blind man would rather change his position with Jesus, after all, he was standing with his head facing upwards.

The blind man's vision was blocked by Mu Sanshou, and he did not see Luo Lie and Ye Qinghong walking side by side into the church.

Although Mu Sanshou heard the footsteps, he did not turn around. He picked up a steel needle about an inch long and stabbed it into the smoke pot. Then he tilted his head to the right and sipped it hard at Hetian jade cigarette holder. The tobacco flickered as he sucked, and the tip of the steel needle was burned red in a short time. The steel needle was specially made, and a finely crafted Huanghuali handle was embedded at the end. It was a tool used by Mu Sanshou to open the cigarette holder, but at this moment he obviously thought of other uses.

The red steel needle approached the blind man's little eyes. Although it was still an inch apart, the blind man seemed to have felt the burning pain and screamed in fear.

Mu Sanshou said: "Do you know the consequences of the burnt red steel needle piercing into the eyes?"

The blind man closed his eyes hard, and the fat all over his body was trembling.

Luo Lie calmed down and said, "The small eyeball has to bear so much heat in a short time, and it will inevitably expand from the inside, and then explode. The third master will stay away, otherwise he will be splashed all over his head and face. It is a trivial matter to blind his eyes, and it will be bad to stain your old man's clothes."

Mu Sanshou showed a secret smile on his lips when he heard this.

The blind man opened his eyes as if he saw a savior and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Luo Lie, save me, save me!"

Mu Sanshou still didn't look back. He watched the steel needle quickly cool down from red to gray, and nodded: "You are right! I shouldn't do such a dirty thing myself." He put away the steel needle, waved his hand, and gave him a knife.

Luo Lie saw it clearly. The knife was his own. When he was in the Blue Mill, his original intention was to stop Lu Weilin from hurting too many innocent people. Unexpectedly, Mu Sanshou actually collected the lost flying knife on the scene. Mu Sanshou twisted the flying knife and pressed it on the blind man's neck that became purple due to congestion: "Is it so uncomfortable to swell? Do you want me to help you release some blood to relieve some pressure, and that will make you feel much more comfortable."

The blind man screamed: "Master Mu San, you are my dear grandfather. I don't know anything, I don't know anything..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Sanshou had already put away his flying knife, raised his right hand and slapped him hard, and then slowly stood up. The candle fire on both sides shook violently by his powerful power.

Luo Lie said: "Mr. Mu San, you are also a well-known figure in the concession. You don't have to worry about us little people. Even if you want to fight or kill, should you choose some other place? After all, this is a church. There is an old saying among us Chinese: There is a god three feet tall..."

"The god of farts? If I want to worship me, Mu Sanshou, is also worshipping Guan Erye who is loyal, trustworthy, benevolent and righteous! The gods of foreigners are not counted in my eyes!" Mu Sanshou turned around suddenly, and his deep eyes burst out with cold light. His subordinates were also frightened by his outbreak. Whether it was an enemy or a friend, Luo Lie secretly admired Mu Sanshou. It was no accident that this person could run rampant in Huangpu.

Mu Sanshou's power shocked his subordinates, but it did not have any impact on Luo Lie in front of him. Luo Lie's expression was calm and calm, and he said neither humble nor arrogantly: "What does Mr. Mu only say it clearly."

Mu Sanshou took out a photo and came to Luo Lie. The photo was from Ye Qinghong. Luo Lie sighed in his heart. In order to be cautious, he asked the blind man to destroy his wallet and photo to avoid leaving evidence. It must be that the blind man saw Ye Qinghong beautiful, so he hid this photo privately, leaving hidden dangers. However, Mr. Mu should be eyeing them more than just because of this photo.

The blind man shouted behind him: "I said nothing..."

Mr. Mu San slapped him again with his backhand, making the blind man spin like a top.

Luo Lie turned around and looked at Ye Qinghong, but Ye Qinghong's eyes turned to the stained glass of the church, as if he was out of the matter. Luo Lie had no choice but to return to Master Mu San: "Mr. Third Master wait!"

He walked towards the confession room. Mu Sanshou's subordinates wanted to follow him, but Mu Sanshou waved his hand and signaled not to use it.

Not long after, Luo Lie came back and had an extra wooden box in his hand. He opened the wooden box, which contained a pendant and several silver pieces.

Mu Sanshou glanced at it, picked up the pendant, weighed it in his hand, and then said, "It seems that the number is wrong, right?"

Luo Lie said: "We will make up for the small part within a week!" Although I was unsure, I was not weak in the superficial aura.

Mu Sanshou stepped closer to Luo Lie, sneered at the young pastor in front of him: "Do you think this is over?"

Luo Lie said: "We have the fault. If you want to solve it, please draw a way for the third master to give us a way. As long as we can do it, we will do our best to make it up."

The smile on Mu Sanshou's face suddenly subsided: "Anyone in Huangpu who has heard of my name should know the consequences of offending me!"

Luo Lie's smile was still calm: "If a junior like us can have the qualification to offend Mr. Mu, even if we die, it will be an honor!" The implication is that we are just juniors. What is your status as Mr. Mu? You are not as good as ours? If this is the case, your Mu Sanshou's mind is too narrow-minded.

Mu Sanshou suddenly burst into laughter. He nodded, then patted Luo Lie on the shoulder: "Young man, have courage! Sit!" He pointed to the bench beside him, took the lead and said: "Everyone who has nothing to do with it!"

All his subordinates withdrew from the church, and Luo Lie sat down next to Mu Sanshou.

The blind man didn't know if he had not completely resolved the force of Mu Sanshou's slap. His bloated body slowly swirled in the air. Although his head was swelling, he was not confused and keenly noticed that the tension at the scene had been relieved. His little eyes locked Ye Qinghong not far away in the slow movement. Hush! Hush! Successfully attracted Ye Qinghong's attention to himself: "Let me down! Let me down..." Before he finished speaking, Ye Qinghong turned around and walked alone to the statue of Jesus and prayed silently.

The blind man widened his eyes and felt that Ye Qinghong was definitely not a kind-hearted ignorant girl. At this time, he began to look for Luo Lie. This friend who shared weal and woe had never even looked at him directly. Could it be that he had forgotten himself?

Although Luo Lie's expression was calm, his heart was covered with invisible pressure. The old man sitting beside him was a hero who was terrifying Huangpu. As long as he was unhappy, he and the blind man might turn into two floating corpses in the Huangpu River tomorrow morning. When he got along with this person, he felt like he was competing with a tiger. What Luo Lie could conclude is that Mu Sanshou found them was not just as simple as returning lost things, otherwise he would not have given him a first war and then a polite opportunity to be an equal.

Mu Sanshou twisted the spiral tower-shaped pendant and said in a rare and peaceful tone: "Young man, do you know what this is?"

Luo Lie shook his head. The ignorant person is innocent. The more he knows, the more trouble he has, the more he has. Seeing through or not speaking out is the clever way of dealing with the world.

Mu Sanshou sighed: "Young man, you are not honest enough!" His eyes turned to the blind man who was still hanging upside down: "I have worked hard in Huangpu for so many years, experienced the demise of the Qing Dynasty and the rise of the Republic of China, and witnessed countless rise and fall. Being able to survive until now and still sit in the position of Huadong in the French Concession when I was nearly 60 years old, it is not possible to do it by luck alone."

Luo Lie seized the opportunity to flatter him: "I have always admired and admired Mr. Mu San's heroic deeds!"

Mu Sanshou continued, as if he hadn't heard it, "I dare not say anything that happened in the French Concession can't hide anything from me." He raised his head and looked at the statue of Jesus in the distance: "There was a priest in this small church in the past, right? You were his distant relative, the little fat man was An Zhai, you are a fellow villager in Jiaodong? You have entered the Chinese and Western school together. When you were thirteen years old, you were selected to study in the United States for nine years. You studied machinery, railways, arms, ships and other people. You took it as your mission to make a strong country. You first scrambled into the Global Circus and wandered around for five years. Later, the circus was disbanded. You didn't know what ways you found to sneak into the seminary, studied the Bible, preached sermons, and became a pastor. You are really a maverick!"

Luo Lie laughed and glared at the blind man fiercely. Although the blind man couldn't see his eyes clearly, he had a telepathic understanding of his eyes and shouted loudly: "It's not that I said, I didn't say anything!"

Mu Sanshou said: "Your foundation, as long as I want to check, you can find it clearly. An Zhai is much simpler than you. When you were selected to study abroad, he belonged to the eliminated line. An original young man took another path. At the age of fourteen, he worshiped a master and learned some fortune telling Feng Shui. He regarded himself as the descendant of the golden dot. Unfortunately, he was doing the mountain under the banner of golden dots." The golden dots and mountain dots he mentioned were two branches of the eight gates outside the rivers and lakes. In addition to the traditional 360 courses, there are also eight gates that are unique. These eight gates are not called the righteous ones, but there are these eight gates in places where there are people.

The eight zodiac signs are: golden dots, beggars, ringing horses, thieves stealing, fighting back, walking on the mountain, leading fire, and collecting water. There is also a collective name for these eight industries, also known as the "Five Elements and Three Families". The zodiac signs are fortune telling, the zodiac signs are robbers, the zodiac signs are robbers, the zodiac signs are robbers, walking on the mountain is a fraud, leading fire is witching, and collecting water is an official prostitute. There seem to be only eight industries, but in fact, these eight zodiac signs almost cover all the zodiac signs in the world. From ancient times to the present, the zodiac signs are almost inseparable from them.

As the times change, the eight gates will change accordingly, but they will never be separated from their sects. After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, some businesses merged with each other, and some split a few of them from them, which also reflects the principle that long-term division will lead to reunion and separation.

The blind man shouted, "The Third Master is amazing. Speaking of which, we are all from the same school. You are a senior and we are juniors. This time the flood flooded the Dragon King Temple. The whole family doesn't know the family. You don't remember the villain's fault. Just think I'm a big deal and let me go!"
Chapter completed!