When we left Handan and gave our heads money through the beggar Mr. Liu, two people wearing blue sky rescue clothes took the money away. Since then, Changchun has never looked for us. In a sense, we paid the money and became my younger brother and were protected by Ms. Zhao Qingwan.

So, what is her identity?

In the fifty or sixty years, few people dared to cause trouble at the Kyoto Puppet Theater of Shanghai Peace Hotel.

Ms. Zhao has many identities, and I know two kinds of sayings. She said that Ms. Zhao was the 31st generation grandson of Wu Guanhou. Her original surname was Yang, and she should be named Yang Qingwan. She changed her surname to Zhao for some reason, but she thought she was from the Yang clan.

So who is this Wu Guanhou?

It was a general of Nanliang, Yang Kan.

Some people say that the most powerful people in ancient times were Xiang Yu, Lu Zhishen, Li Yuanba, and Ying Dang, and some people say that it was Yang Kan. Historical books say that Yang Kan was born with divine power, and the hard bows they usually used were twenty stones.

What is the concept of twenty stones? According to the kilograms at that time, one stone is equal to 915 square meters, which means one stone is equal to more than 40 kilograms. How many kilograms can you pull when practicing hard in the gym now? It was simply hung up by Wu Guanhou.

Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the people suffered from wars and heroes rose up. Today I beat you and kick me tomorrow. Heroes come from troubled times, and Yang Kan is undoubtedly the strongest among the heroes in troubled times.

During the Hou Jing Rebellion, Hou Jing broke through several cities in Liang Kingdom, and was unstoppable. However, when he arrived at Yang Kan's guard city, he could not get in. He had no choice but to use a secret move to capture Yang Kan's youngest son and his wife, trying to use this to threaten Yang Kan to give up guarding the city.

When Hou Jing knew that Yang Kan was a sharpshooter, he asked someone to press his son and daughter-in-law to come forward and shout. When he shouted, he stood outside the range of the bow and arrow. As a result, Yang Kan stood on the top of the city at a very long distance for the people of Liang State, pulled his 20-stone bow, penetrated the gourd with one arrow, and shot his son and daughter-in-law to death. Hou Jing was so angry that he screamed.

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After his death, he was posthumously named Wu Guanhou by the people. He also built the Wu Guanhou Temple in his ancestral hometown in Tai'an County, Shandong Province.

Yangkan also has shortcomings. Historical books say that he loves women and sings and dances every night when he does not fight, but people are not strong. In the era of war, how could such a hero be without women? Yangkan accepted beautiful women and protected them to live a safe life without worries. There is no judgment on whether it is right or wrong.

Yangkan's Yang family was a great nobleman in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Therefore, Zhao Qingwan or Yang Qingwan were the descendants of the nobles.

This is the first statement of her identity. Another way of uploading is even more awesome and evil, and it is related to the affairs of ghosts and gods.

Another theory says that Zhao Qingwan is a descendant of the twelve descendants of the Secret.

The saying of Mi Twelve was passed down in the Ming Dynasty and was the commander of a special army. Like the Jinyiwei, Left Guard, and Right Guard, Mi Twelve is similar to a secret force. It is only sent by the emperor, and the officials are stationed in the Thirteen Tombs to defend the imperial tombs. It is said that this secret force can suppress the Yin and Yang, and command ghosts and gods.

When Li Zicheng entered the pass, Chongzhen hanged the coal mountain, and the civil and military officials in the court ran away. No one dared to help Chongzhen collect the body. It was said that the secret twelve took Chongzhen away. Li Zicheng's soldiers said that he saw the ghost soldiers who had passed the way that night, and more than a dozen men in black wearing cloaks looked like evil ghosts.

Because it is very awesome, some people have divided the Secret Twelve into the Luban Nine Chapters, and some people have called the Daomen Nine Chapters. The statement of the Daomen Nine Chapters cannot be verified. It is mostly rumor. Let’s hear it now.

The sky is round and the place is full, the law is nine chapters, and under the yellow talisman, all ghosts are hidden.

One chapter is the grave manager, two chapters are the paper woman, three chapters are the black Miao people, four chapters are the tombstones, five chapters are Zhong Xiaojiu, six chapters are Chen Jinggu, seven chapters are the secret twelve, eight chapters are the shade, nine chapters are the room and nine circles.

These nine people or nine descendants, Chen Jinggu, the Taoist nun of Lushan School, will bless pregnant women, look at the paper woman, stand chopsticks to ask ghosts and gods, watch Luoyin to see the dead, the nine circles of the room can see the marriage in the previous life, and copying the tombstone can determine the time of life and death of living people.

Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, Zhao Qingwan is not an ordinary person.

Having said that.

At that time, I had an idea and came up with this trick. Maybe Ms. Zhao was not in the Puppet Theater, but the Puppet Theater was her base camp. The fat man Jin Leihuang was a local snake in Yinchuan. What will happen to Kyoto?

"Boy, what are you talking about? What does that woman named Zhao Qingwan look like? Jin Leihuang leaned against the sofa and asked me.

I have never seen her before, how do I know what a person looks like?

If I didn't say it, I might be beaten to death by this group of people, so I made up lies to deceive him. I said that Zhao Qingwan was in his forties, had short hair, had a mole on his nose, and worked as a manager in the ticket sales department of the Puppet Theater.

Jin Lei Huang had a little disbelief on his expression. He said suspiciously: "Ticket Seller? Do you think I don't know how much agate cost? Can a ticket seller in a broken theater have the money to buy my stone? You kid are typing me!"

I forced myself to calm down and said that I didn't lie to you. Zhao Qingwan bought it for the owner of the Puppet Theater. They agreed to transfer the money after two days. The things were indeed there.

"A theater boss," the fat man touched his chin and said that this was a little possible.

"Big Brother" A little brother heard me and whispered something in Jin Lei Huang's ear.

Jin Lei Huang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he kept nodding and saying that this is good, that's good, and when the money is sent over there in two days, we will kill two birds with one stone, and we will take the money and the stones. Haha, you kid are such a genius.

He shook the little brother's head vigorously, and the little brother smiled and said that wherever he was, it was all good for you to cultivate.

It’s also my fault that I didn’t make it up properly. I subconsciously said that the other party would send money in two days. In this way, the fat man and the others would wait here and would not come to ask for stones for the time being. My plan to induce disasters was deviated.

Jin Leihuang locked the three of us in the warehouse. People watched him for twenty-four hours. Douyazai was injured and shed a lot of blood. They did not dare to let Douyazai die here, so they found a doctor in a clinic in the city village the next day.

The doctor's surname is Huang. He is in his fifties and is carrying a medicine box. Last night, he sewed a needle on the younger brother with a long hair.

When Dr. Huang came in, he was a little scared when he saw this scene. He looked at Douyazai and whispered that the trauma was very serious and I didn’t bring enough medicine and needed to go back to the clinic to get the medicine.

I could see that he was afraid of running away. How could the other party see that this was an excuse? He walked over with a long hair and smiled and said, "Doctor Huang, your small clinic is a bit big. Just tell me what medicine is missing. I just want to let you go and get it. You don't have to worry about running back."

Dr. Huang's face changed and forced a smile: "It's good that I have. The iodine wine and cotton swabs I brought are not enough. I'm just getting some hemostatic straps and anti-inflammatory drugs, and amoxicillin capsules."

He also looked at the blood on my swollen right eye and neck, and asked me quietly what was uncomfortable.

The blood on my neck has dried up, and my right eye is swollen.
Chapter completed!