The next day.
Detective Lao then gave the order at a loss, and then led his fellow detectives to meet the newly appointed team leader Zhao Jiang.
Zhao Jiang, who was born as an Orion hunter, is tall and tall. Because of being awarded the True Treasure, the color on his face has disappeared. His whole face looks rosy, as if he is the heir of a wealthy family.
Seeing this, the policeman Xianglao was immediately surprised and suspicious. Which young master from the city had sent him?
Compared with such a civil servant status, military status can be easily promoted and the strength can be improved more quickly.
Looking at Zhao Jiang's arms and tiger's mouth, he must be a martial artist. If he can become a garrison soldier, it will be better than becoming a policeman.
However, he didn't have the intention to care so much. He just felt that since it was an order, he should obey it. Maybe his family had some different plans.
"Brother Zhao." Capt. Lao smiled and handed over his hands, then glanced at the constables who arrived at the county government office early in the morning.
Leaning on the side awkwardly, or holding a water and fire stick, or looking up and yawning sleepily, looking like he has not woken up, or slightly dazed, and then he giggled, as if he was still thinking about it.
The warm jade from last night smells warm and fragrant.
This group of people really made him look a little worried.
Looking at the people next to Zhao Jiang who also put on official uniforms and waist swords, they were upright and orderly, as if they were elite soldiers in the army standing in front of him.
Although there were only four people, Detective Lao was even more surprised.
There was another person who was equally surprised.
It was the county magistrate's garrison commander.
It was originally supposed to be the county captain, but the county captain was also held by the county magistrate. He, a general who once had no sense of existence, became the commander-in-chief, with more than 400 garrison soldiers under his command.
Of course, in total, there may only be more than 200 people. After all, it is common sense to eat empty pay and drink soldiers' blood. Add in the old, weak, sick and disabled veterans who rely on the military camp. A hundred people who dare to fight can be considered too many.
of.
But now there are about ten more people in front of him.
The dust billows in the school grounds, and there stands the soldiers who took part in today's morning drill.
Commander Li frowned. He didn't understand why his uncle arranged for these people to join the garrison, but as a low-level official with no ability, he didn't really care about it.
I just feel weird.
These people look a little different.
In fact, their appearance is no different from other people's, but they feel that their spirit and energy are particularly different.
The leader is named Li Asheng.
Li Asheng is naturally the Taoist monk Li Agou, but he can't use his original name. No matter what his abilities are, people will always look down upon him at first impression, so he changed his name to Asheng.
"Li Asheng, the new centurion." Commander Li looked at the group of old, weak, sick and disabled in front of him and didn't think anything of it. He announced the appointment, then yawned and turned around to get down.
He was still thinking about the warm fragrance this morning, and those plump and long legs, which made people want to reminisce.
That was what his uncle ordered, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten up at this hour. In the past, there would have been no morning exercises on the school grounds.
"Commander, I don't accept it!"
One of the soldiers, a muscular and round-waisted man, raised his voice, pointed at Li Asheng who was standing nearby and was wearing centurion armor, and said: "Why should Li Asheng be the commander-in-chief? He has the ability to fight with me."
There is actually no difference between the military camp and the officialdom. They are both a carrot and a pit.
Li Asheng suddenly became the general manager. Not only the people who knew his details were not convinced, but also some people who could be promoted to the general manager, or who were just waiting for activities, were also not convinced.
Lee Hyori looked at the man who spoke with interest.
The man's name is Wang Laidong, a hereditary military household. He has a good armor at home, and he is just waiting for promotion to upgrade his armor to a centurion's talisman armor, which is a step further.
I had always paid him a lot of money on weekdays, so I was just waiting for this opportunity. Unexpectedly, the duck in the mouth was cut off.
It seems that Lai Dong also knows Li Asheng, which is interesting.
One is a wealthy man who respects his money and manages things up and down, and the other is the general manager appointed by his uncle. Of course he knows which is more important, so he scolded him: "The yamen has the yamen's considerations. If you make any more noise, don't blame me for punishing you."
A crime committed by less than one person."
Li Asheng held up his hands and said: "Commander, strength will speak for itself in battles in the army. I am willing to fight with him."
Lee Hyori suddenly frowned.
His move was to protect Li Asheng, but this man didn't understand human feelings. Maybe he was confident in his own strength and the power of the total talisman armor on his body, so he thought it was feasible.
However, if you rely on armor and weapons to win people, your reputation will be even worse.
Seeing that the situation was like this, he was too lazy to meddle in his own business, waved his hand and said: "Then let's give it a try."
Li Asheng had already untied his talisman armor at this time, handed the long knife to the soldier who was following him, then looked at Wang Laidong and said: "Lai Toudong, we are old acquaintances, come on."
"Li Agou, I thought you were a deserter."
Wang Laidong laughed evilly and moved his muscles and bones. They were all neighbors, and no one knew who was who. Li Agou was not his opponent before, and even less so now.
"drink."
As he spoke, he had already rushed in front of Li Asheng, and his fist as big as Sha Bao went straight to Li Asheng's head.
Li Asheng staggered his steps and ducked slightly.
One punch hit Wang Laidong right in the chin.
Immediately there was a bang, Lai Toudong's eyes turned white and he fainted on the ground.
Li Asheng looked at his fists and felt the power of 'qi' in his body. He remembered what Zhou Hui said. If they want to wait for death, they must change their way of living, and only the Archmage can give them such a way of living.
"Master..." Li Asheng raised his head slightly, and he suddenly felt that what he was doing was right.
If you don’t want to get sick and die, you have to find a different way of living.
Then he looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled people who were still in shock.
Lee Hyori couldn't help but be surprised.
He, the nominal President Qian, does not have much mana in his body. Without using mana, he dare not defeat a soldier who has promoted himself to a quasi-centurion with one blow.
…
Two more days.
The chill of the night poured in through the window.
Member Zhao put on his thick coat and had just closed the window when the candlelight in front of him flickered and reflected a figure. The man was sitting on the guest chair in his study, looking at him with a smile.
"Executive member Zhao, you are fine."
"Taoist Priest Chixuan?" Zhao Yuanwai exclaimed in shock.
Then he quickly lowered his voice, opened the window, looked outside, closed it again, and closed the door of the study room. Then he sat down calmly and said, "I don't know what help Taoist Master needs from me?"
The arrest portraits were plastered all over the city. How could Zhao Yuanwai, a grain merchant in Jicheng, not know about this matter? However, to commit such a major incident and still be unharmed is enough to show the Taoist priest's strength.
Of course he would not choose to report to the official. He didn't see that the current county magistrate also pretended to be dead and did not send anyone to Red Sheep Palace. Why would he bother to do this? Instead, he would offend his former benefactor and break the friendship over the years.
"Pindao is here to cure Yuan Wai's illness. At the same time, he also wants to invite Yuan Wai Zhao to join our university."
"Actually, I, the Red Sheep Palace, have a great origin. Pindao is just an ancestor who has cultivated to this point and has just sensed the great magic power. Pindao Temple layman is a believer. He consciously should have magic power at his side in such troubled times."
The lies turned out to be true, and Chi Xuan also showed a coercive illusion, which immediately shocked member Zhao.
What Chi Xuan said was not all lies, he just changed the origin of Tu Shanjun into his own ancestor.
He wants to create a true God in the minds of believers, a true God with boundless power who can manifest miracles at critical moments.
The court could not find Tu Shanjun, and it did not know that it was Chi Xuan who was gathering the incense and wish power, which would give them more time to gather strength.
This idea was not told to Chi Xuan by Tu Shanjun, but was thought up by Chi Xuan himself.
"Can you have the magic power of an immortal master?" Zhao Yuanwai was stunned on the spot. He trusted Chi Xuan, but this matter was not just talk. If he could also have powerful power, wouldn't he be the same as the imperial court.
Zhao Yuanwai was thinking about it, and suddenly thought of those monks who had gathered the people and had great strength.
'Is this a sacrifice to a wild god?'
Seeing Chao Yuanwai being hesitant and looking withdrawn, Chi Xuan did not force him and said calmly: "Whether you want to join the religion or not depends entirely on your own will. Pindao will not force Chao Yuanwai. He will also help because of his many years of friendship.
Medical treatment outside the hospital.”
…
Chi Xuan walked out of Zhao's house and sighed. The poor people are easy to preach, but these powerful gentry have many concerns. Even Zhao Yuanwai, who has a good relationship with him, did not agree to it. He just said that he would consider it.
In fact, this is a polite rejection.
Chi Xuan did indeed cure Zhao Yuanwai, but did not use this matter to make him feel uncomfortable.
"Well, even I don't think this is reliable. How can I make others believe it?"
Although he said this, Chi Xuan was not discouraged. He also knew many people. It was better to try than to do nothing. If he wanted to run Jicheng, he needed the help of these powerful gentry.
Yang Mansion.
Mr. Yang looked through the accounts and shook his head slightly. Since his father's death, his business has plummeted, and he doesn't know how long he can last.
"Master Yang."
The owner of Yang's Pharmacy looked towards the direction where the sound came from and was suddenly surprised: "Taoist Priest, are you okay?"
"Poverty is not a problem."
"Pindao is here because..."
Chi Xuan recounted those words again, saying that after his profound cultivation, he sensed his ancestor, and the ancestor passed him the scriptures to save the world...
Yang Si immediately nodded and said: "I am willing to join the religion."
Chi Xuan was prepared to be rejected and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Young Master Yang agreed.
"Master Yang, you must be careful about this matter."
"There was a big disaster and many people in my family died. I myself was disheartened. The Taoist priest saved my life. Since I can help the Taoist priest, why bother with the so-called reputation of being a religious person? As long as it is not publicized, the world will
Just know it.”
"Besides, if you have magic power, you can at least protect something." Yang Si said with a smile.
Chi Xuan nodded solemnly and said: "Young Master Yang, I will pass on the true treasure to you right now."
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