Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 42 People are floating in the rivers and lakes, pretending not to be stabbed!

"People are floating in the rivers and lakes, pretending not to be knifed! I hum to the left, hum to the right,..."

On the official road, as if mentally ill, an adult dressed in full official uniform came.

But in fact, it is not Manchu Qing now, so this person is mentally ill, humming an incomprehensible tune, and complaining a lot.

"Son! You have already learned my true biography. I have nothing left to teach you. Besides, I am disabled and can no longer leave with you!"

Ye Xiuwen was just like an old lady, shaking his head and curling his lips. Like Xiao Sheng, he can go to the Spring Festival Gala.

"Damn! Everything has been passed on to me? Isn't it because of those two sentences: Once you enter the palace gate, it's as deep as the sea, you can't enter the palace if you are born, and you can't go to hell if you die?

Isn't Laozi also in Gongmen?Isn't this a good life?
And I have a golden arrow in my left hand and a square sword in my right. I will kill whoever I want, and I will kill whoever I want.
Eh?system?I have killed so many people, why haven't I reached the realm of Qi training yet?Open the character attribute interface for me! "

"Ding dong!"

After a system notification sound, Ye Xiuwen's character attributes unfolded.

Host: Ye Xiuwen
Title: King of Ming Dynasty (Movement Speed ​​+1, Defense +1, Attack +1, Dodge +1,.)

Appellation: bodyguard, secret agent, thug, killer, dog slave, zero dog, ...

Experience: 150000/2000000 (pulse training period: 70/72)

Compelling: 3560 points

Martial Skills: Xingyiquan (Dzogchen), Beast Soul*12, Baji Close Body (Dzogchen), Beast Soul*13, Nirvana Sword Art (Dzogchen), Sword Soul*13, Diaomen Sword (Dzogchen) , Soul of Sword*9, Death-killing Sword (Dzogchen), Soul of Sword*9, Chasing Wind Sword (Dzogchen), Soul of Sword*1, Five Poison Palms (Dzogchen), Beast Soul*5, Three Columns of Fish and Wild Goose (Dzogchen) Consummation), Beast Soul*3, Five Ghosts Severing Soul Knife (Dzogchen), Evil Ghost*5,…

Fighting Soul: 194
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"Hahaha! There are still two levels left, and I will reach the Qi training stage, and I have gathered 194 fighting spirits, which is great! It won't be long before I can surpass Murong, that little pheasant, hahaha!."

"Ah! Ah! Desperate? Ah! There is no reason, son? My son? You died too badly,"

"Pit! Spit! Who's so depressed?"

Ye Xiuwen was having fun there, he didn't want to hear crying from far away, and it was still crying.

Ye Xiuwen is a dog, so he felt very angry.

"Shua! Shua!."

Ye Xiuwen lifted up his robe, and after a few ups and downs, he came to the place where the cry came from, but he saw that it was a little old man with mottled hair.He was planning to use his own belt to hang himself on the crooked neck tree.

"Hello? Little old man? Why are you crying for me?"

Ye Xiuwen said dissatisfiedly, and even startled the little old man, he swayed from the rock and fell down.

"Who are you?"

The emotional old man's eyes are not very good, maybe presbyopia.

"Me? I'm passing by. I heard you cry for me, so I'll come and have a look!" Ye Xiuwen felt sorry for the old man, and he didn't know himself, so he just cried there. He came to tell the old man that he was fine!Don't cry anymore, and cry, but also frustrated.

"Crying for you? Why? I'm crying for my son."

"Eh? Little old man, you are wrong, can't you cry at me? Are you still taking advantage of me?"

Ye Xiuwen was even more dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, the little old man is really sorry, I'm really crying for my son!"

The little old man bowed tightly, as an apology to Ye Xiuwen.But in fact, what he worshiped was a stone.

"Oh? It's so pitiful that you are so old and have no one to take care of you?"

Ye Xiuwen felt that he had a very good heart, but seeing such a poor old man, he had to help him.

"Little old man, I think you are quite pitiful. I have 100 taels of silver, and you take the flowers, haha, don't ask me what my name is, I am **, hahaha!."

Ye Xiuwen was very happy, he did another good deed.But he didn't want to, he wanted to leave, but was caught by the little old man.

"Benefactor? This 100 taels of silver can't save the little old man's life, so you should take it away!"

The old man doesn't want it, Ye Xiuwen finds it strange that there are still people in this world who don't want money.

"Look, I'll give you money, but I don't want it.

Let me tell you, from what I saw, you were kicked out of the house by your children, who disliked you for being old and useless, and threw you out.

It doesn't matter, you come with me, I will take you to a lawsuit, I am familiar with the officialdom! "

Ye Xiuwen is unselfish and willing to help others.

"Huh? Benedict, do you have any acquaintances in the officialdom?"

Startled, the old man grabbed Ye Xiuwen's hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Yes? Of course there is. From the local officials to the nobles in the palace, there is no one that we don't recognize. Hahaha! Your son is an official. If you become an official, your relatives will not recognize you. Don't want me, haha! It doesn't matter, if I say a word, he can treat you as a grandfather!"

Ye Xiuwen is very happy, he has done another good thing, no matter if your old man is willing or not, he just recites it and leaves.

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen left with the old man on his back, while 'Yuema Town', ten miles away, was staging a beheading scene.

The county magistrate's surname is 'Gou' and his double name is 'Guan'er', so he is called Gou Guan'er.

At this moment, Gou Guan'er, sitting on the prison platform, with the sun on his head, kept making tea.

The weather was hot, and his official uniform was soaked.But in fact, he was nervous, and from time to time he would take a look at the two people on the stage.

The two men, a man and a woman, had waist-length long hair and were dressed in prison uniforms. They were pressed on a wooden pier with their hands tied behind their backs.

Her mouth was still bound with 'Matao', which made her unable to speak.

And beside her, there was a foolish boy who didn't speak very well, but seemed to care about the tied woman very much.

He struggled, as if he wanted to find the woman, but the executioner held him tightly.

The saliva flowed down the corner of the man's mouth and onto the wooden pier.

"Oh! How wronged? That dog is pitiful enough. He has no power to restrain a chicken, how can he kill someone?"

"That's right! That's right! This dog official, judging the case indiscriminately, is simply disregarding human life?"

"Hmph? You don't know, do you? This is a big case. I heard that this case is related to that Mr. Huang,"

"Young Master Huang? You mean?"

"Hush! Keep your voice down."

At this time, when Mr. Huang was mentioned, everyone turned pale, and no one dared to talk too much.

And at this moment, Gou Guaner looked at the sky and shouted: "It's getting late, let's do it!"

"My lord? Fire sign?"

"Take it, take it!."

The shop asked for orders, Gou Guan'er threw down the token, and the shop immediately shouted loudly: "My lord has orders, it's [-]:[-] noon, execution!"

(End of this chapter)