Seeing the "dog official" walking away in despair, the mountain people cheered.
"Brother Wang, thank you."
"As long as Brother Wang is here, I'm not afraid of that dog official."
…
Seeing the cheering crowd, Wang Shun didn't have much joy on his face: 'Those are officials, not officials... But officials are more hateful than officials. Officials still need to have a reputation, but officials don't need it... And power is passed down from generation to generation.
According to legend, the death of a father and the replacement of a son were so intricate that they were connected to the big families in the county. The county magistrates were helpless, and they even broke down the houses of the common people and sucked out their bones and marrow... What officials are forcing the people to rebel is simply forcing the people to rebel.'
'This time Kong Cao left, he will definitely hate me, and I don't know what underhanded means he will use to retaliate against me and the copycat...'
'Although Kong Cao is just a clerk in the Ministry of Household Affairs, the three teams and six houses naturally treat the common people with the same voice. As long as he slightly tampered with the documents and manipulated them, he might not only mess up the naturalization of the village, but actually turn it into a counter-attack.
thief!'
'Sigh... I originally thought that by offering an auspicious omen, I could seal Kong Cao's mouth, and also make the county magistrate happy and follow the path of the great master... Now it doesn't work, what should I do?'
Wang Shun's eyes were dark, and for a moment, he actually had the idea of secretly going down the mountain and assassinating Kong Cao.
Once this idea arises, it takes root, spreads rapidly, and never goes away.
Holding a sharp blade, the murderous intention arises!
Wang Shun acquired unparalleled swordsmanship, and his character naturally changed.
…
The road Fang Xian chose was not the road to Wangshun Village.
Wangshun Village is located in Dazheng County. Above Dazheng County is Zhengyang Prefecture. Above Zhengyang Prefecture is Dingzhou, one of the nine states of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
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Bailiang Mountain is located in Zhengyang Mansion, spanning east and west. Fang Xian chose a direction at random, walked out of the mountains, sneaked into other people's houses, stole a few clothes and hats, and after dressing up a little, he looked quite human.
Occasionally, I sneaked into the town market a few times without being noticed.
"Here are ten steamed buns and three kilograms of braised pork, wrap them up and take them away to eat on the road."
In a small shop, the waiter saw a tall figure about two meters tall and wearing a bamboo hat walking in. He quickly stepped forward to greet him. When he heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Please wait a moment, sir. It will be delivered to us immediately."
The braised pork is famous far and wide, I guarantee your satisfaction."
This man's appearance clearly shows that he is not a kind person, so he can't help but be a little more careful.
I just don’t know why, but I always feel like there’s something wrong with this arm and this body shape, but I really can’t tell what’s wrong.
After the food arrived, the man in the bamboo hat took out the copper coins and exchanged them. The waiter noticed that he was actually wearing gloves on his hands, and he was completely naked. He couldn't help but secretly cursed:
'Is this man sick? Or is he a gangster wanted by the government? But gangsters don't have to cover their hands...'
While he was deep in thought, the man in the bamboo hat stopped and asked again: "Are there any efficacious Taoist temples nearby? Or other supernatural things?"
The waiter was used to greeting people and sending them off. He knew a little bit about all kinds of news. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you want to offer incense? I heard that the 'Tongxuan Temple' outside Zhengyang Mansion is very efficacious. As for supernatural things? There are many."
It's a rumor that the local area has always been peaceful..."
"'Tongxuan Guan'?"
Fang Xian nodded and walked with the package.
At this moment, his body trembled, and a prompt appeared in front of his eyes:
[Tribulation power +5]
"It's strange. I haven't done anything yet, so how come the calamity is recorded in the account? There's no way of saying it is credited in advance... So what did I indirectly influence, causing the calamity? Could it be that Shan Junzi or Yu Kongzi turned into a monster and ate people?
Already?"
But just thinking about it, Fang Xian continued to stride out.
"What are you doing standing around? Still not doing anything?"
The shopkeeper with an abacus came over and slapped the waiter.
"well……"
The waiter touched his head and felt a little confused.
He just seemed to have seen a white...tail exposed under the clothes of the man in a bamboo hat?
"I must be crazy. How can a human have a tail? Could it be a belt?"
The waiter shook his head, forgot about that scene, and fell into busyness again.
…
The night is deep.
Fang Xian is on his way.
He spread his legs and swept a distance of several feet in one stride, faster than a galloping horse.
In this world, the Qinggong of all heroes and martial arts masters are extremely superficial in his opinion.
Even if you meet a few people in the world, it's really boring to find that you can't even beat Wang Shun, who has learned his own sword moves now.
However, because of some shocking things, he chose to stay in the day and go out at night.
The goal this time is to ‘Tongxuan Guan’.
Since this Taoist temple is famous, it may have inherited something.
After walking like this for half the night, Fang Xian looked at the stars and began to look for a place to stay.
In the barren mountains and ridges, there is only one dilapidated temple. The plaque is missing, and it is unknown which god it is dedicated to.
Wait until Fang Xian enters the temple gate.
There was a crash.
There was a thunder in the sky, and a torrential rain suddenly fell.
The temple was not big, and there was a sleeping scholar inside at this time. He seemed to be awakened by the thunder, and saw a tall black figure coming in. He was immediately startled: "Who is coming?"
"People passing by..."
Fang Xian sat down cross-legged, raised the flame, and without taking off his bamboo hat, asked casually: "Aren't you afraid that a scholar like you is sleeping alone in the wilderness?"
"Now that the world is peaceful, what's more, I still have a sword."
As if to show his courage, the scholar showed his sword.
Fang Xian just looked at it and knew that he hadn't started yet, so he couldn't help but smile again: "I didn't expect that he is still a scholar."
There was a system in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and only those who were scholar or above could wear swords and travel.
Otherwise, household registration alone can kill civilians.
"I'm Ning Boshang. May I ask you your surname?"
The scholar bowed and asked.
He saw that Fang Xian was hiding his head, and he was a little scared. He was secretly annoyed: 'Why should I ask his name? What should I do if he is really a gangster?'
"Walking around the world, I never say my name..."
Fang Xian smiled jokingly and suddenly looked at the door again: "The small temple is really lively tonight..."
Before he finished speaking, a group of people rushed in to take shelter from the rain. They were all wearing night clothes and carrying long knives at their waists. They had a fierce look, but they did not have the temperament of a public servant, but more like a group of bandits.
"Why is there anyone else?"
The first one, when he saw Fang Xian and Ning Boshang, was startled, and immediately said: "The work we are doing is too relevant and cannot be seen by others. Let's kill them."
"You dare? I am a scholar. Once I die, it will be a shocking case, and the government will definitely investigate!"
Ning Boshang was not a fool and shouted immediately.
"He is actually a scholar? What a pity... we are Liangshan bandits, haha!"
The man in black was startled, then burst into laughter.
"It's over..."
Ning Boshang's face turned pale. Even he had heard of the evil reputation of this group of people. Because they usually hid in the Bailiang Mountains, even the government could not find their lair and could not exterminate them.
Let alone killing a scholar, even if he kills a scholar and hides in the mountains for a few years, everything will be calm.