Time flies.

Zhang Feng closed his eyes and rested in his mansion.

I have already decided in my heart that no matter what impact this incident has, Wanlin Sect will be destroyed.

But usually, the destruction of a sect might be reported to the city lord's palace, or even to the governor of the east.

In addition, the city lord has now gone to the Governor of the East for his own 'impeachment' matter.

Then this matter will definitely spread.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng didn't care about this.

Because I have been holding on to it, either not doing it, or not doing it, and just being quiet.

But if you do it, you have to do it openly and hide your head and tail timidly.

Based on emotion, reason, and profit.

We cannot allow such a sect that wants to gain fame for itself to exist in our own county.

I also need incense now.

And at the same time.

At about ten o'clock in the evening.

Inside the city lord's palace.

"It's so outrageous..." The city lord was shaking his head while writing an envelope with Zhang Feng's various crimes written on it.

Looking at it roughly, it’s,

'I went to Qiguang County today to inquire about Magistrate Zhang's temple. Magistrate Zhang not only did not repent, but he also committed the following offense and made rude remarks...'

There is a whole sheet, densely packed, written all over it.

Although it is not embellished, after writing it down, it probably contains more than a thousand words.

After finishing writing, the city lord blew the letter dry, scanned it again, and finally nodded angrily, feeling that after handing in this memorial letter, Zhang Feng would peel off his skin even if he died.

At the very least, Governor Dong should investigate and ask if the matter is true.

The city lord felt much less sullen and waved to a close associate to take it over and send it to Liufeng City, eight thousand miles away, on the same day.

Governor Dong just visited there.

But it was also when I was sending a letter with my close confidant.

Twelve o'clock at night.

When Zhang Feng saw that it was nighttime, he did not call Zhang Er and others, so his figure flashed and appeared in the sky a mile away.

Taking another step, the scenery under my feet quickly retreated, spanning a distance of one mile, towards Wanlin Zongxing, which was a hundred miles away.

Not long after.

In his spiritual consciousness, the mountain appeared in the distance in front of him.

Under the cover of night, there is a stretch of six high mountains. There are some buildings on the mountain, including a main hall, a bungalow and a small courtyard, and a medicinal field of about ten acres.

Today, many disciples are still observing medicinal materials in the medicine field.

In their respective small courtyards, some disciples drank tea and discussed Taoism.

Look upward.

At the peak.

A young man who looked like the head of the sect was discussing sect affairs with two sect elders in the main hall.

The realm of this leader is at the peak of Jindan, which is similar to that of the city lord.

The other two elders are also around the level of Golden Elixir.

One of them is Elder Zhou who was looking for the city lord before.

But Zhang Feng didn't know about Elder Zhou's visit to the city lord.

On the contrary, after Zhang Feng took everything in his sight, he took another step and appeared in front of the pass of the six peaks.

A hundred meters in front of you is a low valley mountain pass. In front of the mountain is a piece of bluestone with the words "Wanlin Gate" engraved with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air.

There are four disciples on duty in front of the door, all of whom are building foundations.

At this time, after they saw Zhang Feng walking out of a woods, one of them stepped forward and asked,

"Who is coming? This is at the foot of Wanlin Gate Mountain. If you inadvertently intrude, retreat quickly!"

As the disciple spoke, he looked at Zhang Feng with an unsurprised expression.

They have been on duty here for many years and have seen too many farmers or hunters who inadvertently broke in.

In particular, some monks will accidentally approach the boundary of their own sect that has a spirit gathering array, depending on the amount of spiritual energy.

Just expel people like this who come uninvited.

But under their surprised and wary gazes, Zhang Feng clasped his fists and replied, "Qiguang County Magistrate Zhang Feng."

"Magistrate of Qiguang County?" The disciple frowned.

"It's the man from the temple a few days ago..." Another disciple suddenly showed hostility.

It seems that they have all heard of Zhang Feng's name.

After all, Zhang Feng demolished their temple and burned the souls of the brothers.

It would be strange if they didn't know it yet.

But they didn't expect that Zhang Feng would dare to come here?

Sonorous—

A disciple stepped forward with his sword in hand.

"I will report..." The leading disciple raised his hand to signal the disciple who wanted to take action to stay calm.

After all, as Zhang Feng was an official of the imperial court, he couldn't just kill someone.

"Excuse me." Zhang Feng saw that they could still bear it, and motioned for them to go ahead and call for help.

It's best to call them all over and save yourself the trouble of searching everywhere.

Immediately, the disciple who delivered the message left.

Zhang Fengjing stood outside the mountain gate, stroking the sword beside her, waiting.

at the same time.

The disciple reported the news along the way, passing through several deacons, and arrived at the back of the main hall.

The three heads heard this and looked at each other.

"How dare he come?" Elder Zhou put down the tea cup, but he didn't expect that the county magistrate was not so courageous.

An elder was thinking about the arrival of Zhang Feng alone, and asked directly to the core like a guess: "Is Zhang Feng relying on his status as the imperial court to accuse us?"

"I haven't found anything against him yet. He's so good, but he still dares to come over and ask me to blame him?" The head sneered for a moment, "Do you really think that since he is an official of the imperial court, I won't dare to kill him?"

"Although it may be a question of guilt, the leader should not take action..." The elder advised from the side, "Listen to Elder Zhou... Governor Dong is coming... If we touch him at this time, will it..."

"What will happen?" The leader dismissed it, stood up and walked out the door, seemingly not afraid at all, Zhang Feng was going to be killed today.

But in his next words, he still revealed that he had a little scruples about Governor Dong.

"Let's see what this Magistrate Zhang says first. If he wants to beg for mercy and build our temple again, then we can let him go and let him go safely.

But if he talks nonsense, no one can save him today!"

"What the leader said is true!" Elder Zhou heard this and said to the leader: "This person is probably here to beg for mercy! After all, if many people came, the county magistrate probably couldn't lose his dignity, so he came alone.

I want to ask for mercy."

"Begging for mercy?" The leader thought about it and felt that this was also possible.

Because Elder Zhou had already told him that the city lord not only accepted the gift from them, but also promised them that he would 'handle' it today.

So it is very possible that after the city lord took care of it, the county magistrate became afraid and wanted to come and bear the thorns to plead guilty.

Thinking of this, the leader nodded to the elder and said: "If this person comes to plead guilty, then for the sake of the city lord, I can avoid the death penalty, but the living penalty cannot be escaped!"

The words fell.

The three of them headed down the mountain, ready to see if Zhang Feng came specifically to beg for mercy.

Even on their way down the mountain, they had already thought about it.

As long as Zhang Feng makes rude remarks, he will be killed.

When Governor Dong comes to ask, they can definitely say that Magistrate Zhang is deliberately looking for trouble.

Then they can't just surrender and let them be beaten and killed.

In the end, he had no choice but to kill him.

When word spreads about this matter, at most one or two randomly arrested people will be handed over to tell them what they did.
Chapter completed!