"Yes, especially tonight, the yin energy is so heavy that this subordinate is rarely seen in his life."
"Listening to what the county citizens who are kneeling in worship say, there seems to be ghosts causing trouble tonight... Commander-in-Chief, should we take action?"
All the knights turned their attention to the middle-aged man at the head.
The long-faced middle-aged man said calmly: "You guys have forgotten that we came to Wenhe County just to investigate the strange things that happened to Mr. Kong. Now that Mr. Kong is safe, what are we doing here?"
The bad guys had different expressions, but no one said anything.
At the end of the team, there was a slender woman with a veil hanging under a bamboo hat, with a complicated expression.
I thought that when I joined the bad guys, I just wanted to slay demons and protect the people, but I never thought that I would end up becoming the eyes, ears and eagle dog of the clan's powerful people.
The long-faced middle-aged man turned towards Wei Youniang and said in a soft tone: "Young lady, why are you so stunned? Is it because the injury is not healed yet?"
Wei Youniang handed over her hand and said, "It's okay, subordinate. Thank you, Commander-in-Chief, for your concern."
The bad guy didn't stop any longer, turned his horse around, and ran out of the county.
"By the way, have you ever investigated that small courtyard?"
"The young man of the Xu family bought it for his former monk, the fake monk who deceived Mr. Kong."
"Worldly people are ignorant. They think that if they are disturbed by ghosts, they can just worship the monks? Not to mention that there are no real monks in this world."
"Haha, it reminds me of that Zhao Pingsheng, who always said it was a passing monk who killed the monster, and he still refuses to let go."
"Foolish people are stupid people. If the monk in the courtyard is really capable, how come he hasn't shown up yet? He is obviously just a liar with a guilty conscience."
Wei Youniang listened silently to the discussions of her colleagues, with a little sadness and confusion in her eyes.
She couldn't help but think of the young eminent monk who passed by a small village outside the county more than a month ago. He had great magic power and was a chivalrous man who saved Zhao Pingsheng, Zhuo Sanlang and herself.
I don't know if I will ever have the chance to see him again in this life.
She secretly made up her mind that when she returned to the county this time, she would rescue Zhao Pingsheng no matter what.
…
"Your Majesty, have mercy!"
"Please, great king, save my child!"
"I remember Saburo said in the dream that the king is cold and aloof, and likes to humiliate people. How about..."
Zhang said to himself.
A look of determination appeared in her eyes, and she suddenly raised her arms.
Snapped!
He slapped himself hard in the face.
He fell to the ground and shouted: "Please have mercy on me, the great king!"
All the people in the county were stunned, and then suddenly realized.
Since the great king likes to humiliate people, then humiliate him...and humiliate yourself.
At present, some people imitate Zhang's slap in the face, others are like the Le brothers who punch each other, and some even drink the muddy water on the ground.
"Your Majesty, have mercy."
"Please, great king, save us."
"Your Majesty, you can humiliate civilian women as much as you want? Just save my two children!"
Stab...
The door bolt is pulled up.
The door to the small courtyard finally opened.
Everyone outside the hospital was silent for a moment. Through the rain curtain, they looked expectantly and nervously at the person who came out.
That was a young man holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a soap shirt, and frowning.
There is... hair on the head.
Everyone's eyes showed disappointment.
Chen Chi bowed slightly to everyone.
"You don't have to be like this, please go back. There is no one you are looking for here."
Wang Cheng got up and bowed his head to Chen Chi: "I would also like to ask Xiao Langjun to inform you. If the king doesn't agree for a day, I, Wang Cheng, will not leave for a day."
Mrs. Zhang, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, wiped away her tears and said, "Young Master, forgive me? We don't want to disturb the king's rest. But we really have no other option now."
Seeing everyone crying and begging for mercy despite the wind and rain, Chen Chi felt a trace of unbearability in his eyes.
He hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "That's it? Please wait a moment."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the small courtyard.
Everyone looked at each other with ecstasy in their eyes.
Xiaolangjun’s words are obviously an indirect admission!
There was a clanging sound in the kitchen in the courtyard. After a while, the young man came out again, with a look of regret in his eyes.
"Sorry? Everyone, my master is going to take a rest? I don't want to be disturbed, so please go back early."
Everyone looked disappointed.
Then he knelt down again.
They did not continue to pray? They prostrated themselves on the ground? They were silent.
"Master knew you would be like this..."
Chen Chi sighed lightly, put down the oil-paper umbrella, and took out a bamboo basket from behind.
There was faint steam steaming out from under the white cloth in the basket.
Zhang and others took a peek, but their heartbeats suddenly accelerated, and an ominous idea came into their minds.
Could it be...
Sure enough, I saw the young man taking out a bilo.
Under the rain curtain, there seemed to be a strange, vague smile on the young man's face.
"These Biluo are gifts from the person you are talking about. It's windy, cold and rainy tonight. Since you don't want to leave, you should eat something to warm yourself up first."
Zhang's heart was pounding.
What the youngest son said lingered in my ears, "As long as your mother can endure his humiliation, whether it's neglect, insults, whipping, or even spitting on you and forcing you to eat thick phlegm, don't say a word... eat thick phlegm..."
The rest of the people had obviously thought of the same thing, and all of them had ugly expressions on their faces. They stared at Biro in the young man's hands, their bodies trembling slightly, and their eyes showing fear.
That bilo looks delicious, but what is inside it...?
Chen Chi said softly: "What's wrong with you? Don't you want to eat? Eat a little while it's still warm."
Hot...
Everyone's faces became paler.
"Hahaha, for the sake of my wife and my royal city, what else can I not dare to do! Eat! I will eat! Great King! You see, my royal city has eaten it!"
Wang Cheng's eyes were red, and he was the first to take Bi Luo from Chen Chi's hand.
He turned his back to the sky and closed his eyes. After a while, two lines of tears of humiliation flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he suddenly opened his mouth and bit them down.
Zhang, the Le brothers and others also stepped forward and took the Biluo from Chen Chi's hand.
Either throwing his head back and laughing, or with tears streaming down his face, he endured the fear and nausea, closed his eyes, trembled his hands, and ate the bilo with difficulty.
"Well……"
Chen Chi looked strange and scratched his head silently.
How can you eat just a piece of bilo, with tears in your eyes and an unyielding look on your face, as if... you sacrificed yourself generously and regarded death as if you were going home?
Oh, it must be that Bilo is so delicious!
Isn't it? The chef from Jingcheng made it!
Couldn’t it be delicious?
Chen Chi smiled slightly, bent down and put down another object.
"Enjoy yourselves slowly, eat more while it's hot, and go back when the rain stops. Don't make things difficult for that person again."
Behind him, the sounds of chewing, whimpering, and crying came and went.
'It seems that they are all starving. Master is so kind and willing to share this kind of good food. I will eat another one later...the one I just warmed.'
Chen Chi walked back to the small courtyard, swallowing secretly.
Until his figure disappeared behind the courtyard gate, the cries of grievance still kept coming one after another.
Gradually, these sounds became quieter, and the sounds of chewing and swallowing became louder and louder.
"Good... delicious."
"Hmm? Is yours delicious too?"
"Yes, it smells so good and delicious. I have never tasted such delicious bilo."
"How could this happen? Could it be that the Immortal's...is so delicious?"
The first one to take over Biro's royal city had already eaten most of it.
From the initial reluctance, humiliation, and torture, to now I am enjoying it with relish.
He wiped the grease from his lips, hesitated for a moment, slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at the "fillings" sandwiched in the naan bread.
"this……"
Wang Cheng stared at the thing in the naan cake, in disbelief.