The next day.

The labor detective continued to be unable to touch the mind and led the detective brothers to meet the newly appointed team leader Zhao Jiang.

Zhao Jiang, who was a hunter, was tall. Because of the truth, the color on his face disappeared. He looked red and looked like a descendant of a wealthy family.

Seeing this, the head of the chief was shocked and wondered which young master from the city sent it, but the constable was just an official. If he really wanted to have a good future, he should donate an official or join the army.

Compared with such an official status, military status is better promoted and its strength is improved more quickly.

Looking at Zhao Jiang's arms and tiger mouth, he should be a talent for martial arts. If he can become a garrison soldier, it is better than becoming a constable.

However, he was not interested in so much concern, and he just thought that since he was ordered, he would obey it. Maybe he had any different plans at home.

"Brother Zhao." Captain Lao smiled and bowed, then glanced at the constables who came to the county government early in the morning.

He leaned against him in a twisted manner, either leaning on a water and fire stick, or yawning sleepyly, looking like he was not awake, or was slightly stunned, then he giggled, as if he was still savoring the warm fragrance of last night.

This group of people really made him feel a little embarrassed.

Looking at the people who were also wearing official uniforms and waist knives beside Zhao Jiang, those people were upright and neat, as if the elite soldiers in the army were standing in front of him.

Although there were only a few four people, the labor detective even more surprised.

Another person was also surprised.

It was the county magistrate's garrison commander.

He should have been a county lieutenant, but the county lieutenant was also served by the county magistrate. He, a miscellaneous general who had no sense of existence, became the commander, and under his command, more than 400 garrison soldiers.

Of course, it may be more than 200 people in real life. After all, it is common sense to eat empty salary and drink soldiers' blood. In addition, the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and those veterans who are dependent on the military camp, there are only 100 people who dare to fight and can fight.

But now there are more than ten people in front of him.

The school ground was filled with sandstorms, and soldiers from today's morning exercise stood.

Commander Li frowned. He didn't understand why his uncle had arranged these people to join the garrison. However, as a small official who was not capable, he didn't care much about these things.

It just feels strange.

These people look a little different.

If they are actually not different from others, they just feel that their spirit is particularly different.

The leader is named Li Asheng.

Li Asheng is naturally Li Agou who has been taught the true talisman of Taoist temples, but he can't use the original name. No matter what his ability is, his first impression will always be despised, so it's just Asheng.

"Li Asheng, the new centurion." Commander Li didn't feel anything when he looked at the group of old, weak, sick and disabled people in front of him, so he told him the appointment, and then turned around and went downstairs while yawning.

He also recalled the warm fragrance of this morning, and his plump and long legs made people unable to help but imagine memories.

That is what his uncle told me, otherwise he would not have gotten up at this time. There was no morning exercise in the schoolyard in the past.

"Commander, I'm not convinced!"

Among the soldiers, a man with a big waist and round waist raised his voice and pointed at Li Asheng, who was standing beside him wearing a centurion armor, and said, "Why should Li Agou be the master? He has the ability to fight me?"

The military camp is actually the same as the officialdom, both of which are one carrot and one pit.

Li Asheng suddenly became the chief executive. Not to mention that those who knew his background were not convinced, even some people who could be promoted to chief executives or just wait for activities would not be convinced.

Lee Hyo-ri looked at the talking man with interest.

The man was named Wang Laidong, a hereditary military household. He had a good armor at home. He was just waiting to be promoted to the promotion and promoted his armor to the centurion talisman armor to go further.

There is no shortage of money to respect him on weekdays, just waiting for this shortage. Unexpectedly, the duck who has a mouth can make people intercept it.

It seems that Lai Dong also knows Li Asheng, so that's interesting.

One is a wealthy family who respects him money and manages his money, and the other is the boss appointed by his uncle. Of course, he knew which one is more important, so he scolded him: "The yamen has the consideration of the yamen. If you make a noise, don't blame me for the crime you committed."

Li Asheng bowed and said, "Commander, the generals in the army speak with strength, and I am willing to fight with him."

Lee Hyo-ri frowned immediately.

His move was to protect Li Asheng, so why did this person not understand human nature? Perhaps it was because of his confidence in his own strength and the power of the general talisman armor on his body, so he thought it was feasible.

However, if you win by armor and weapons, your reputation will be even worse.

Seeing that the situation was like this, he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business, so he waved his hand and said, "Then try it."

At this time, Li Asheng had untied the talisman armor on his body and handed the long sword to the soldiers who were giving him the talisman to him. Then he looked at Wang Lai Dong and said, "Lai Tou Dong, we are also acquaintances, come on."

"Li Agou, I thought you were a deserter."

Wang Laidong smiled grimly, moving his muscles and bones. They are all neighbors, and no one knows who, Li Agou was not his opponent in the past, and now he is not.

"drink."

The time of speaking had already rushed to Li Asheng, and his fist as big as Sha Bao rushed straight to Li Asheng's head.

Li Asheng's steps were staggered and he flashed slightly and dived.

He punched out the chin of King Lai Dong in the moment.

There was a bang immediately, and Lai Toudong fainted on the ground with his eyes rolling white.

Li Asheng looked at his fist and felt the power of "qi" in his body. He remembered what Zhou Hui said. If he wanted to not wait for death, he had to change his way of living, and only the great master could give them such a way of living.

"Great Master..." Li Asheng looked up slightly, and he suddenly felt that what he was doing now was right.

If you don’t want to die of illness, you have to change your life differently.

Then he looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled people who were still in shock.

Lee Hyo-ri couldn't help but be surprised.

The nominal Qian Zong, he did not have much magic power in his body, and he did not dare to say that he would defeat a soldier who promoted himself to a quasi-centurion without using his magic power.

...

Two more days.

The coldness surged in the night along the window.

Mr. Zhao put on a thick shirt and just closed the window, the candlelight in front of him floated, reflecting a figure. The man was sitting on the guest seat in his study, looking at him with a smile.

"Mr. Zhao, don't be fine."

"Master Chixuan?" Zhao Yuanwai said in amazement.

Then he quickly lowered his voice, opened the window, looked outside and closed it again, and closed the door of the study room. Then he sat down calmly and said, "I don't know what kind of help the Taoist priest needs me to help?"

How could Zhao, the grain merchant in Jicheng who arrested the portrait, not knowing about this? It was just that he was safe and sound when he committed such a big thing, which was enough to show the Taoist priest's strength.

Of course he would not choose to report to the official position. He didn't see that the current county magistrate pretended to be dead and refused to send people to Chiyang Palace. Why did he do this in vain? Instead, he offended his former benefactor and cut off his friendship for many years.

"I came here to cure the symptoms of Junwai, and at the same time I also wanted to invite Junwai Zhao to join my university."

"Actually, I have a great origin in Chiyang Palace. I only realized that the ancestor of great magic power was the only one who realized that I could not help but feel the great magic power. The lay Buddhists of Islam are believers and consciously have magic power to be with me in such a chaotic world."

The lies were said the same as the truth. Chi Xuan also showed a illusion of oppression, which immediately shocked Mr. Zhao.

Chi Xuan said nothing lies, but he just turned Tushanjun's origin into his own ancestor.

He wants to shape a true god in the minds of believers, a true god with boundless magic power and able to manifest miracles at critical moments.

The court could not find Tushanjun, nor did it know that Chi Xuan was gathering the power of incense and wishing, so that they could reserve more time for gathering their strength.

This idea was not what Tu Shanjun told Chi Xuan, but Chi Xuan himself figured it out.

"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 a statement. If he could also have powerful power, wouldn't it be the same as the court?

Mr. Zhao was thinking about it, and suddenly thought of the monks who gathered the people and had strong strength.

‘Is this a sacrifice to the wild god?’

Seeing that Chao Yuanwai hesitated and looked retreating, Chi Xuan did not force him and said calmly: "Whether to join the church or not depends entirely on his personal wishes. I will not force Zhao Yuanwai, and will also help Yuanwai heal him for many years of friendship."

...

Chi Xuan walked out of Zhao's mansion and sighed. The poor people were easy to preach. These gentry and powerful people were full of concerns. Even Mr. Zhao, who had a lot of friendship with him, did not agree, but said he would consider it.

In fact, this is a tactful rejection.

Chi Xuan did cure Zhao Yuanwai and did not use this matter to control the other party.

"Forget it, even I think this matter is unreliable. How can I make others believe it?"

Although he said so, Chi Xuan was not discouraged. He also knew many people, and it would be better to try it than to do nothing. If you want to run Jicheng, you need the help of these gentry and powerful people.

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.

"Young Master Yang."

The owner of the Yang Family Pharmaceutical Shop looked at the direction where the sound came and was immediately surprised: "Master Taoist, are you okay?"

"I am not at ease."

"I'm here because..."

Chi Xuan told the story again, saying that his own cultivation and practice were profound, and then he sensed the scriptures that the ancestor passed on to him to save the world...

Yang Si nodded immediately and said, "I am willing to join the church."

Chi Xuan was planning to be rejected and was about to leave, but Mr. Yang agreed.

"Young Master Yang, you must be cautious about this matter."

"After a major disaster, many people died in my family, I was discouraged. The Taoist priest saved my life. Since he could help the Taoist priest, why should he cherish his so-called reputation for joining the sect? As long as it is not publicized, everyone in the world knows it."

"Besides, if you have magic power, you can at least protect some things." Yang Si said with a smile.

Chi Xuan nodded solemnly and said, "Young Master Yang, I will pass on your true talisman."

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