Splendid Continent is an extraordinary continent with inexplicable magic.
The magic of Jinxiu happened thousands of years ago, which is already a very long time for human beings, enough for a family to write a genealogy for dozens of generations. But from the perspective of the history of the universe, this is just the beginning.
There are dozens of countries in the Splendid Continent, and Anhe Country is just one of them. In the history of the continent, two-character countries are generally small and medium-sized countries, while those really big countries are one-word countries, such as Zheng State, Lang State, Li State, etc.
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Every country has its own belief in the extraordinary. In Anhe Country, the extraordinary is Taoism. However, Taoism is not only a country of believers in Anhe Country, it is the most widely spread sect in the Splendid Continent.
The way the Taoist sect controls the mortal kingdom is not by complete control, but by the Taoist sect hiding behind the scenes and the existence of the Supreme Emperor; of course, in such a continental structure, there are many examples of cultivator families taking charge of the imperial court.
Although it is not completely in control, the Taoist sect only lets go of people's livelihood. In this dangerous continent, there are many extraordinary dangers that ordinary people cannot deal with. This requires the Taoist sect to take action. Therefore, although the Taoist sect is noble, it is far from being inhuman.
The point of fireworks.
The spiritual machine of the Splendid Continent was revived thousands of five hundred years ago, so there was a way to practice, and human beings had the opportunity to climb up in personal abilities. However, in terms of receiving nourishment from the spiritual machine, animals are obviously more adaptable than humans, which resulted in
There are countless monsters and strange creatures.
It is precisely because of the existence of these inexplicable dangers that there are countless Taoists who shepherd and guard one place. It is the responsibility of human practitioners to obtain it from heaven and patrol the herd on behalf of heaven.
The so-called Tiji like Hou Tzu are actually the lowest level of practitioners. They hunt for mysteries in small places and also participate in some big and important cases. They are a profession where the boundaries between mortals and Taoists are not clear.
Without him, his strength is too weak and he has no potential, so he can only do this kind of job to support his family. Being extraordinary and becoming a saint is just a dream that can never be achieved. Just think about it.
Hou Ting was born as a criminal official in his family. His father was a candidate and was an old criminal official in Fufeng City. He knew Anhe punishment rates well and knew them by heart. However, although he was familiar with the criminal law, he was not clean himself.
It is not uncommon to do things such as buckling, pacifying others, and framing people. This is also the custom of Anhe officialdom. Without this, it would be impossible to survive in this cruel world, and it would even be difficult to survive.
The candidate is an old subordinate, but he has always had strict requirements for his only son. Maybe he wants to realize the dreams that he cannot achieve through his son? Or maybe those dirty people in private want to wait until his son is fully mature before pouring money.
Teach each other?
But he didn't estimate his destiny well, and taught his son the bright side of the criminal law, but he suddenly died suddenly before he could teach the dark side. As a result, he taught his son a man who was as harsh as punishment in his behavior.
Blue head!
After the candidate's death, Hou Zi took over his father's duties. This is very common in the Anhe system. The son inherits the father's legacy.
He is not stupid. At first he knew that his temper would make it difficult to adapt to the real official society, and he did not have a father to care for him, so he could still live with his tail between his legs. However, he stepped into the cultivator's profession by a chance of great luck.
This gave him the confidence to come from the bottom of his heart.
Although his cultivation has always been at the bottom of the pulse in the past few years since he entered the practice, he who was taught to rule by law since he was a child finally revealed his true colors as a cruel official. With the support of the Taoist sect, he became increasingly unable to restrain himself.
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During several years of practice, he also understood that he was not the material for practice. His initial entry into Taoism was just a coincidence, and that was all in this life. Like most practitioners who entered Taoism, he struggled at the bottom throughout his life.
Wearing the skin of a Taoist, he is actually just stronger and more responsive than a mortal warrior. I am afraid he is not as strong as those mortal warriors.
He is an open-minded person, and he no longer dwells on spiritual practice. Instead, he resumes his old profession and becomes a Taoist priest in Fufeng City. With this Taoist body, he can finally fulfill his ambitions.
Then, inevitably, he offended all the aristocratic people in Fu Feng City. To put it simply, in the criminal industry, you don't know how to watch your actions and act lightly, so you are rarely confused, so how can you survive?
If it weren't for this layer of arrogance, I would have been killed so many times!
...In a separate courtyard, the internal treatment of the Taoist gate cannot be done in public. This is a matter of face.
Except for Hou Zi who was still standing silently, there were only Taoist Chongling and his two companions. This was a trial within the Taoist sect, where Chongling would decide his fate.
Taoist Chongling picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "It seems that you already know your ending?"
Hou Zi had no fear on his face, he knew it from the moment the Taoist master called out his name.
"Yes, I knew it from the time you recited the poem "I wonder if pear flowers are thin and Yang Hua is even more pitiful."
Taoist Chong Ling laughed, "Oh? Is this all my fault? But do you know that whether you kill that prince or not, your punishment will be very different?"
Hou Ting smiled calmly, "What's the difference? Without the protection of Taoism, without this little power of Taoism, the things I did before were my reminders to the King of Hell!"
There are some things that need not be said in detail. For example, Meng Qiaolian was killed in the wild by ruthless hands, and Lao Meng complained bitterly that he had no way to endure the revenge. As Tiji, who was responsible for maintaining order in Huangguo Town, he also reported this to the governor and requested a thorough investigation.
Etc., etc., they all appear so powerless amid the officialdom's excuses and layers of protection.
From a poem written by Taoist Chongling, it can be seen that he knew the truth very well; but he chose to side with the Fufeng government. How much helplessness was involved? How many transactions? How many hidden secrets? He didn't want to
You know, he is just a criminal, he only does what he should do!
He and Lao Meng were indeed not co-conspirators, but they were indeed co-conspirators; they had never had any collusion, but they were surprisingly consistent in that the guilty must be punished.
If the prince is not killed, his cultivation will be eliminated by the Taoist sect and expelled from the system by the government. If he does not want to leave his hometown, then sooner or later he will be killed by the powerful people he has offended if he stays in Fufeng City!
For a person who is punished, this is intolerable!
Therefore, he chose the fiercest resistance and brought the last fish that slipped through the net to justice!
This was his last insistence, and only at this moment did he understand the true meaning of the law; in this world, the level of your ability determines how well you uphold the law.
It's a pity that he has nothing! He only has the breath in his heart...
Before life and death come! I am inspecting my body today. I have been feeling like an enemy for a long time, and my throat is like a burnt cauldron. Now I am wild and my breath is like thunder. You said it is comfortable, and those who are wise in ancient and modern times, why not die and be buried after being drunk.
