Although the county magistrate was suppressing a smile on his face, Long Lin saw everything.
This fat-headed and big-eared county magistrate doesn't have any city government at all.
Long Lin was also very curious about such a county magistrate. How did he get on the throne of this county magistrate?
How many bullshit county magistrates are there in the world like this?
"Okay, you can follow me to the lobby. Naturally, there are detailed records in my county office."
The county magistrate said with a firm face, and as soon as he finished speaking, he walked directly outside.
His heart was already filled with anger, and he came here just to handle the case.
But what’s the reality? He basically didn’t do anything, it was just that kid who took care of it. Therefore, he was scolded and beaten.
The county magistrate walked in front, and Long Lin waved his hand and greeted everyone.
After coming outside, some villagers were standing sparsely in the distance. They were all looking towards this side with different expressions.
Long Lin glanced at these villagers and showed a wry smile.
The poverty in the world can be clearly seen when you come to this village.
He has been slowly arranging all of this, and there will always be a change one day.
The Ghost King led everyone's horses out, and the fat magistrate was about to get in on top of his own carriage.
Behind the county magistrate, there were two officers and soldiers, supporting him hard from behind.
Seeing such a scene, Long Lin's lips immediately showed a sneer, and a vicious thought immediately appeared in his mind.
"Chicken King, go and pull down that bullshit county magistrate. A few of us will sit in this sedan chair. You ride your horses and let the county magistrate walk back."
As soon as Long Lin's words came out of his mouth, Long Qian and the two women couldn't help laughing.
When the Chicken King heard this, he flashed his body and jumped behind the two officers and soldiers. He used his hand to pull the two officers and soldiers away.
"Come down, our sixth master will sit in this sedan. As the sixth master said, you can just walk back with us."
The county magistrate hadn't climbed up yet. He felt that there was no support behind him, and he felt a little angry in his heart.
Not knowing why, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.
His legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground without being frightened. He was already afraid of this sound.
This was the man who knocked away the officers and soldiers he brought with him in just a few strikes, and even beat him directly.
But after hearing what the Chicken King said, the county magistrate's nose was almost twisted with anger.
He turned around and glared at the Chicken King, and roared at the top of his lungs.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I am the county magistrate. This is my carriage. Why should I give it to you? Let me go?"
Huh... Chicken King immediately let out a cold snort.
This pig-headed county magistrate actually dared to get angry at him?
Too lazy to talk nonsense, the Chicken King directly raised his palm, making a sign that he was about to slap him away.
Seeing that the Chicken King was about to beat him again, the county magistrate immediately panicked.
He raised his hands to protect his cheeks and took several steps back.
Looking at the Chicken King with malicious eyes, the county magistrate gritted his teeth together.
After biting it, he realized that several of his teeth were missing.
Recalling the two slaps he received, the county magistrate felt so filled with hatred that he wished he could skin this man alive.
"You're being cruel, I'll go back on foot."
These words almost seemed to come out of the mouth of the county magistrate.
The Chicken King could naturally hear the resentment in the county magistrate's mouth.
"What? Your Majesty, are you unwilling?"
As soon as the Chicken King finished speaking, he took a step closer to the county magistrate.
Under the strong pressure of the Chicken King, the county magistrate immediately put on a smile. If a good man does not suffer the immediate loss, he will definitely take revenge when he returns.
"Ah...I...will."
"Humph... you'd better be willing to stand aside and follow the carriage."
Being scolded by the Chicken King, the county magistrate was so frightened that he took several steps back again.
This time, the Chicken King was satisfied. Looking at the horse brought by the Ghost King, the Chicken King immediately turned over and got on the horse's back.
There were a few horses without anyone riding them, but Long Lin had already told the bullshit county magistrate to walk, and the Chicken King would naturally obey.
Long Lin turned around and looked towards Old Man Li's alley, filled with emotion.
No matter what purpose Old Man Li had, it was Old Man Li who warmly entertained them here.
He also told him all the things he wanted to know most, allowing him to confirm the existence of the power behind it and also have a direction for investigating the case.
From a distance, he saw two fine coffins being carried by people and placed outside Old Man Li's gate.
There were two coffins, and someone carried Old Man Li and placed him in one of the coffins, and in the other coffin, he placed the set of bones.
The dead are great, and they are buried in peace.
Long Lin turned around, walked towards the carriage, jumped on the carriage and got in directly.
Long Qian and the two women also got on the carriage and got in directly.
The carriage was very spacious, and the four of them were not crowded at all.
The four people sat on the soft pillows on both sides, which felt very soft.
Originally, Long Lin thought that there would be a foul smell inside the carriage.
But Long Lin never expected that there was a slight smell of sweat in this carriage. It was all the scent of women's rouge and pollen, which was extremely strong.
This smell is completely different from the light fragrance of the two women.
Long Lin frowned subconsciously, and Long Qian raised his hand to directly block his nose.
Long Qian hurriedly opened the curtains and ventilated the air before it calmed down a bit.
"Damn it, this bullshit county magistrate, this is still a carriage, it's like entering a mandarin mansion that night."
Long Gan complained, causing Yan Qin to laugh immediately.
Cluck cluck...
"Dang, I didn't expect you to still be thinking about Wanyuan Tower. Why don't I take you around again after you return to Beijing?"
With Yan Qin's words, Long Qian immediately stopped.
"No, I will never go to that place again."
Long Lin was confused by the conversation between the two. What was going on?
"Eighth brother, isn't Wanyuan Tower good? If you hadn't gone to Wanyuan Tower, you wouldn't have touched this Yanqin."
"Perhaps, when you go there again, you can meet an oiran as beautiful as Miss Yanqin. Wouldn't that be a good thing for you?"
Long Lin said it seriously, and Long Qian almost cried when he heard it.
If there was no Yanqin, of course he would be very happy to meet an oiran, but now, even if he does, what's the point?
Maybe, the newly met oiran the next day will become the soul of Yan'er's sword, and what's even more frightening is that he may be able to enter the palace and become a eunuch.
This was something he couldn't do at all. With a tigress like Yan'er, he wouldn't dare.
"Brother Six, don't talk nonsense. Yan'er is enough for me."
"I will never take a second look at the other women. My Yan'er is the best woman."
Long Lin looked at Long Qian strangely. Is this what this guy really meant?
Yanqin, the courtesan, is indeed stunningly beautiful, but not to the point where his eighth brother is so obsessed with her, right?
