The Strongest Knight

Chapter 182-Awakening

The wooden door opened quickly with a creak, and an old couple walked out.

"Captain Zhao? Where is Xier?" The hostess looked behind Zhao Qinghe, as if looking for something.

Zhao Qinghe took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't find her."

"Oh my God!" With a scream, the hostess fainted on the ground.

"Madam... Oh my God, the damn monster actually kidnapped my Xier!!" The male owner burst into tears.

As the man cried loudly, the doors and windows around him gradually opened, and the county residents inside came out one after another and cast sympathetic glances towards this family.

It was a consensus among county residents that the monster would only abduct one child at a time, so they would not dare to leave their homes until they learned that someone's child had been abducted.

"My condolences." Zhao Qinghe said, and walked out with his hand on the hilt of the knife.

He felt like he was holding back some anger, with nowhere to vent it.

The population of Qingquan County is less than 10,000, and there is only one chief constable, Zhao Qinghe.

Three children were kidnapped in succession within one month, which can be said to be a serious dereliction of duty on his part as the chief constable.

Although the county residents did not say anything, they all knew that monsters were not something that ordinary people could deal with, but Zhao Qinghe could not forgive himself.

"Since there are monsters in this world, why are there no gods?"

"If there is a god, please come to the world as soon as possible and take this monster away!"

"Hey... Zhao Qinghe, Zhao Qinghe, what are you thinking about!"

With mixed feelings, Zhang Qinghe returned to the county government office.

Qingquan County is a small county town. There is no county magistrate, only a small county chief and a chief clerk. Together with Zhao Qinghe, the chief constable, there are a total of three officials with ranks, two from the ninth rank and one ninth rank (county chief).

In addition, the rest were clerks and constables who had no fixed positions.

Because of the monster's attack, these clerks and hangers-on slipped back home as quickly as possible.

When Zhao Qinghe rushed back to the county government office, only the county magistrate Zhang Wen and the chief clerk He You were frowning in the hall.

As soon as he saw Zhao Qinghe, County Magistrate Zhang Wen immediately stood up and greeted him: "Old Zhao, how are you?"

Zhao Qinghe is only twenty-one years old this year. Although he has been practicing martial arts since he was young and has a sturdy build, and is also good at swordsmanship, Zhang Wen's calling him "Old Zhao" is more of a way of getting close to him.

"County magistrate! I am incompetent." Zhao Qinghe cupped his hands and spoke in a low voice.

Zhang Wen calls him Lao Zhao, but Zhao Qinghe cannot call him Lao Zhang.

"Hey! Another one was abducted?" Chief Clerk He You asked. Although it was a question, he used an affirmative tone.

County Magistrate Zhang Wen walked back and forth three times, then suddenly stopped in front of Zhao Qinghe and said, "Old Zhao, I have a request!"

Zhao Qinghe looked at Zhang Wen without avoiding his gaze and nodded: "County magistrate, you make the arrangements."

"Good! I was right about you!" Zhang Wen smiled with relief.

"I plan to spend three hundred taels of silver to gather the local militia, with you as the leader! Leave the city in three days and defeat this old monster! We don't ask to kill him, but at least let this old monster know that we in Qingquan County are not without people! I believe that after knowing how powerful we are, the monster will leave!"

Zhao Qinghe took a deep breath. Yu Gong, as the chief constable who was protecting a group of people, it was his duty to serve the soldiers in front of him.

Personally, Zhang Wen promoted him from a commoner to the ninth rank, and registered him as a captain of police with a certain rank. He should help Zhang Wen solve this trouble.

"Understood. We'll set off at the crowing of the cock in three days." Zhao Qinghe nodded in agreement.

"In the next three days, I want to go home and work on my sword skills."

Zhang Wen nodded: "Okay, you go back now and sharpen your sword before the battle. Chief, I'll leave the task of recruiting the local militia to you."

"Yes!" He You sang yes.

In the small county government office, the only three guys with official status got along very well and cooperated well, without much talk.

When Zhao Qinghe left the county government office, the streets outside had become bustling again, as if the incident of the monster kidnapping the child had never happened.

But if you look closely, you can find that there are almost no children on the streets. The children are locked up at home by their adults and are not allowed to go out.

Zhao Qinghe walked into a slightly remote street and stopped in front of a house with two entrances and two exits.

This is the Zhao family’s mansion.

When Zhao Qinghe was young, the Zhao family was one of the few gentry families in Qingquan County.

Zhao Qinghe likes martial arts more than literature. As the saying goes, the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts. Only the gentry family can satisfy Zhao Qinghe's need to practice martial arts.

But when Zhao Qinghe was fifteen years old, his parents were killed by horse thieves during a business trip, and all their property was lost.

Afterwards, Zhao Qinghe dismissed his servants and lived on the remaining money in his family until Zhang Wen took office and asked him to come out of retirement and serve as the head of the police.

It was autumn, and the front yard was already filled with leaves, with the sweet scent of rotting leaves wafting in the air.

Normally Zhao Qinghe wouldn't care about these things, but when he thought that he might not be able to come back here in three days, he felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart and picked up the broom to clean the front yard vigorously.

After sweeping the front yard and washing it with water from the well, Zhao Qinghe looked around with satisfaction and came to the backyard.

There is a weapons rack in the backyard.

There are all kinds of weapons on the weapon rack, but the weapons look old and have obviously been used many times. These are the things that accompanied Zhao Qinghe growing up.

On the weapons rack, there was only a five-foot-long heavy machete, which was polished to a gleaming glow and looked extremely fierce.

Since he was ten years old, Zhao Qinghe has been exposed to many tricks and his family has hired many wizards.

Although there are some unqualified people among them, there are also some guys with real skills.

Now Zhao Qinghe is not only proficient in all eighteen kinds of weapons, but also met a good teacher named Li Si, who taught him a real martial art - the Nine-fold Sword Technique.

It was not until he learned the Nine-fold Sword Technique that Zhao Qinghe was able to truly become a martial artist.

According to the current terminology in the martial arts world, there are third-rate fighters, fourth-rate players, third-rate experts, and first-rate top experts. Zhao Qinghe can already be classified as a third-rate expert.

"Nine-fold sword technique, the next level has been blocking me for three years."

“Once I break through to the next level, I estimate that I will be considered a second-rate expert.”

"I will be in seclusion for the next three days, hoping to break through to the level of a second-rate master and increase my chances of fighting against monsters!"

Zhao Qinghe picked up the 59-pound machete on the weapon rack, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and began to practice slowly.

Ding......

A copper coin from the corner of his clothes accidentally fell and hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Why does this 'ding' sound sound so familiar?"

Zhao Qinghe frowned slightly and was about to pick up the sword to practice again.

Suddenly, his body shook, and he closed his eyes slightly. After a long time, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Am I Zhao Qinghe in this life?"