The sword is the devil

Chapter 2 Relying on the Tao
The Splendid Continent is an extraordinary continent with inexplicable mysteries.

The magic of Jinxiu happened 500 years ago. For human beings, this is a very long time, enough for a family to write down the family tree of dozens of generations. But from the perspective of cosmic history, this is just the beginning.

There are dozens of countries in Splendid Continent, and Anhe Kingdom is just one of them. In the history of the mainland, countries with two characters are generally small and medium countries, while those truly big countries are countries with one character, such as Zheng Kingdom, Lang Kingdom, Li Kingdom, etc. Wait.

Every country has its own supernatural beliefs. In Anhe country, supernaturalism is Taoism; Taoism is not only a country of believers in Anhe country, it is the most widely spread sect in Splendid Continent.

The way the Taoist sect controls the mortal kingdom is not complete control, but the existence of the Taoist sect hidden behind, the Supreme Emperor; of course, in such a continental structure, there are also many examples of practitioner families in charge of the imperial court.

Although not fully in control, the Dao Sect is just letting go of the livelihood of the people. There are many extraordinary dangers in this dangerous continent, and ordinary people cannot deal with them. The point of pyrotechnics.

The spirit of Splendid Continent revived thousands of years ago, so there was a practice, and human beings had the opportunity to climb up in their personal abilities. However, animals are obviously more adaptable than humans to receiving the nourishment of spirits, and this has resulted in Countless monsters, and all kinds of strange existences.

It is precisely because of these inexplicable dangers that there are countless Taoists guarding one side. It is the responsibility of human practitioners to get it from the sky and patrol the pasture on behalf of the sky.

The so-called Tiji, like Hou Tiao, is actually the lowest level of practitioners. They arrest mysterious people in small places, and also make guest appearances in some major cases. They belong to a profession with a very unclear boundary between mortals and Taoists.

Without him, the strength is too weak, and there is no potential, so I can only do this kind of job. It is true to support a family, and becoming a saint is just a dream that can never be achieved. Just think about it.

Hou Tiao was born as a criminal official in his family, and his father was a candidate. He was an old criminal official in Fufeng City. Kakou, doing things for others, and framing things are not uncommon. It is also the ethos of Anhe's officialdom. Otherwise, it is impossible to get along in this cruel world, and it is even difficult to survive.

The candidate is an old subordinate, but he has always been strict with his only son. Maybe it is to realize the dream that he cannot achieve through his son?Or those private filth want to wait until the son is fully mature and then give it all to him?

But he didn't estimate his own fate, and taught his son the bright side of the criminal law, but before he could teach the dark side, he suddenly died suddenly. blue head!
After the candidate's death, Hou Tiao took over from his father. This is very common in the Anhe State system. The son inherited his father's career.

He is not stupid, at the beginning, he knew that his temper might be difficult to adapt to the real official society, and he did not have a father to take care of him, so he could still be a man with his tail between his legs, but he stepped into a practitioner by chance. This gave him confidence from the bottom of his heart.

Although in the few years since he stepped into the practice, his cultivation has always been the pulse of the lowest level, but he has finally revealed his true colors as a cruel official after he was educated to rule the world by law since he was a child. .

After several years of practice, he also understood that he was not the material for practice. It was just a coincidence that he entered the Tao at the beginning, and that was all he had in this life. Wearing the skin of a Taoist, in fact, he is stronger and more sensitive than ordinary warriors, and probably not as strong as those ordinary warriors.

He is an open-minded person, and since then he has not been obsessed with cultivation, but instead regained his old profession and became a Taoist spy in Fufeng City; with this Taoist skin, he can finally realize his ambitions.

Then, it was inevitable to offend all the nobles in Fufeng City; to put it simply, in the criminal name business, you don't know how to read words, hold them high, it's rare to be confused, how can you get along?

If it weren't for this layer of skin, I don't know how many times I have been killed!
... In a single courtyard, it is impossible for the internal disposal of the Daomen to be seen by the public. This is a matter of face.

Except for Hou Tiao who was still standing silently, Taoist Chong Ling and his two companions were the only ones. This was an internal trial in the Taoist sect, and Chong Ling would decide his fate here.

Taoist Chong Ling picked up his teacup and took a sip, "It seems that you already know your end?"

Hou Tiao had no fear on his face, he knew it from the moment the Taoist called out his name.

"Yes, I knew it from the time you recited the poem Mo Dao Lihua is thin and Yanghua is more pitiful."

Daoist Chong Ling laughed, "Oh? Is it my fault? But do you know that the punishment for you is very different if you kill that prince or not?"

Hou Tiao smiled lightly, "What's the difference? Without the protection of the Daoist sect, without this bit of Dao power, what I did before is my urging Hades!"

Needless to say, some things need not be said. For example, Meng Qiaolian was destroyed by poisonous hands, and Lao Meng complained that there was no way to bear revenge. As the Tiju who was responsible for maintaining the order in Huangguo Town, he also reported this to the government and demanded a thorough investigation. Etc., etc., are all covered up by the officialdom's prevarication, and they appear so powerless in the layers of mutual protection.

From a poem written by Taoist Chong Ling, it can be seen that he knows the truth very well; but he chose to side with the Fufeng government. How helpless is this?How many deals?How many secrets?He didn't want to know, he was just a prisoner, and he only did what he was supposed to do!
It is true that he and Lao Meng are not accomplices, but they are indeed accomplices; they have never had any collusion, but they are surprisingly consistent on the point that the crime must be punished.

If he doesn't kill Prince Wang, he will be eliminated by the Taoist sect and kicked out of the system by the government. If he doesn't want to leave his hometown, then sooner or later he will be played to death by the dignitaries he offended if he stays in Fufeng City!
For a condemned person, this cannot be tolerated!
Therefore, he chose the fiercest resistance to bring 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 the extent to which you uphold the law.

Unfortunately, he is not a fart!Just the breath in my heart...

Before life and death come!Lao Tzu is currently checking his body.For many years, it is like hatred, swallowing like a scorched cauldron; now, when you let go of the waves, your anger is like rushing to thunder.If you say that you are comfortable, those who have mastered the past and the present, why not die and bury them when they are drunk.

(End of this chapter)