I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 195 Alliance
This couplet seems to be about God, but upon closer inspection, it seems more like it is about an old friend.

Placed on both sides of the shrine, it has a strange feeling.

At this time, brisk footsteps came from outside the door. The steps were very light, but very fast. Until they reached the door, they slowed down, getting slower and slower, and the steps became more and more steady.

"Buzz!"

The door opens.

A middle-aged man wearing a long gown walked in.

The middle-aged man has a long beard and a jade face, a pair of long eyes, a wide and plump forehead, and a strong smell of books, but he also has an aura of calmness and authority.

Even though the middle-aged man didn't have any martial arts skills, Zhang Jun felt a special pressure when the other party walked in the door.

This is the unique coercion of the superior over the inferior.

It has nothing to do with strength, but is linked to grade.

"elder brother!"

Brother Han quickly stood up and shouted.

The other party glanced at Brother Han, but then looked at Zhang Jun.

He straightened his expression, walked to his seat and sat down: "What is it that makes you so anxious?"

Brother Han opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He hurried along this way, but he didn't think too much in his mind. He only knew that Zhao Ju was in big trouble. This boy must have caused a big mistake. Only his elder brother could help him now.

However, if you really want to explain the cause and effect clearly, Brother Han can't.

Seeing him squeaking awkwardly and not knowing what to say, Zhang Jun felt funny in his heart and could only step forward to explain himself.

"Your Majesty, I met a group of thieves during my patrol today. They may have wanted to assassinate King Rui, but I accidentally broke into the group. Now there is someone who is acting as a leader and is seeking revenge on his humble position."

The man who was called eldest brother by Brother Han did not speak when he heard this, but just looked at Brother Han quietly.

Brother Han shook his head, turned to Zhang Jun and said: "That's not it. They don't want to retaliate against you, they want your life. What on earth have you done? Even if you ruin their affairs, they won't do it." This is how I should treat you, even inviting the gods to kill you."

When Brother Han opened the door directly, Zhang Jun felt helpless. Those people he was holding in his hands might not be able to sell them at a good price.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man sitting on the chair looked at Zhang Jun when he heard this.

"Don't worry about it. If I can't keep you safe, I will definitely exercise my authority as censor and fight for a chance of survival for you."

Whether true or false.

With no relatives or friends, Brother Han's face could make him talk. Zhang Jun knew that if he didn't come up with something, he would really be disrespectful.

He pondered for a moment: "Sir, the ten or so people that day were all masters. They didn't seem to be ordinary thieves and gangsters. At that time, I thought I would definitely die. But at this time, a mysterious master took action and beat them all down in three to five strikes. On the ground, the leader of the thieves was killed on the spot, and the others were beaten unconscious."

When he said this, Zhang Jun paused and glanced at the expressions of the two people in front of him.

Seeing that he was silent, the eyes of the man sitting on the chair instantly shone brightly, as if he had already guessed something: "Who is that mysterious master, and where are the corpses and the people who were knocked unconscious?"

"The mysterious master has disappeared, but the body and the person are in my hands, and I have hidden them."

When Brother Han heard this, his scalp went numb. Good guy, I didn't realize that this kid was actually a muffled thunder.

No wonder Lu Shiming came to ask for someone in person. If it weren't for the fear of leaking the news and being noticed, their family members and even the governor would have rushed over.

This is poking a hornet's nest and touching the tiger's butt.

Being able to assassinate King Rui, he didn't even dare to think about the background behind it.

For a moment, Brother Han could only look at his elder brother.

At this moment, his eldest brother Han Yuren's face was also tangled between bright and dark.

He knew it was a big deal, but he didn't expect that he would be kicked directly into the Palace of Hell.

But Han Yuren also knew that this matter was also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. After all, he had stayed in the position of censor for too long.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Zhang Jun and Brother Han looked at Han Yuren.

He seemed to be waiting for his final answer.

Time passed by, Han Yuren was expressionless, looking ahead blankly.

My heart has fallen into an unprecedented tangle.

"Boom!!"

"Dong dong!"

"It's the second watch! It's the second watch at midnight. Close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft!"

The sudden sound of a watch outside made Han Yuren wake up. He stood up suddenly and walked to the door: "Here comes someone!"

Zhang Jun glanced at Brother Han.

Seeing him shaking his head towards me, he just waited quietly.

After a while the servant came in a hurry.

"master."

"Go and tell the kitchen to prepare the food and wine. Also, free up the small courtyard in the south and clean it up."

"Yes."

After the servant hurriedly left, Han Yuren turned around, closed the door, glanced at Zhang Jun and Brother Han, and seemed about to speak, but after thinking about it, he turned around and walked to the shrine on the other side of the study.

I saw him untying the red cloth on the shrine.

Only then did Zhang Jun see a person sitting in the shrine. This person was wearing golden armor and holding a long knife, but his face looked like a scholar, with a strong scholarly spirit.Zhang Jun didn't know who this person was, but there was a plaque on the shrine with the eight characters "Golden Sword Censor, Jinyi Night Walk" written on the front.

Han Yuren motioned for Zhang Jun and Brother Han to come to him.

Han Yuren took out the yellow incense, lit it and inserted it on the incense burner.

As the green smoke floated up, Zhang Jun had a feeling for a moment, as if the person in the shrine seemed to have a nameless charm. The statue did not move, but there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at the three of them.

"Brother, I haven't asked you what your name is yet."

"Zhao Ju."

"Okay, Brother Zhao, to be honest with you, I can help you with this matter, but I can't save you. If you want to survive, you can only save yourself."

"How to save yourself?"

"The bigger the fight, the better. It's best to make it known to everyone on the street and stir up trouble in the court, until finally you have to step forward."

Han Yuren stared at Zhang Jun. As soon as he said these words, there was no fear on the other person's face. Han Yuren knew that he had chosen the right treasure.

"The only thing I can do to help you is to build momentum and ensure that they can't touch you on the surface, and to bring this matter to the sky at the critical moment. As for whether you can survive, I can't guarantee it, but if necessary, I will wait for my brother The two of them will definitely help each other with all their strength.”

Han Yuren's words were as sincere as possible.

The gods took action and he was unable to intervene.

Those family forces sent killers, and he had no way to intervene.

What can be intervened is that at the official level, there will not be another Lu Shiming who will openly kill him by relying on his power and official position.

Being able to do this is already the limit of the censor, and even exceeds the limit.

This is all based on their old connections with the Han family.

Zhang Jun looked at Han Yuren's sincere eyes and relaxed: "Don't you ask where those people are? What did they say?"

Brother Han on the side looked at Zhang Jun expectantly with his eyes widened.

But Han Yuren directly interrupted Zhang Jun: "We don't know anything about this matter, and we don't want to know. We won't leave any room for brother Zhao to help you, and we won't hesitate to risk our lives. We only ask brother Zhao to give it to us brothers." A way out.”

Han Yuren is a decisive person. He is willing to risk the lives of his family and children to accompany Zhang Jun to make a big fuss, even if it causes a storm in the city.

If he goes all out and succeeds in this matter, he will naturally have a bright future. If he loses, he may have to take off his official uniform.

He can accept these consequences and is willing to admit defeat.

But if he was directly involved in this matter and knew who the murderers were and what they said, he would lose his privileges as a censor and the advantage of being a neutral faction.

On the other hand, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will be burdened with endless troubles.

He could spend all his wealth on a gamble, but he couldn't accept this endless gamble.

"Thank you sir."

Zhang Jun said no more, this was the greatest convenience he could get.

As long as the official doesn't come to kill him openly.

Then the rest is much simpler.

The matter is settled, and the cook outside has prepared a banquet.

The three of them sat in the study and ate happily.

After drinking for three times, Zhang Jun couldn't help but ask. He said, "Sir, I come from the countryside. I don't know which god is enshrined in the shrine?"

"Hahaha, you don't know anyone else, but this is our ancestor, the Golden Scale Guard and the Golden Sword Censor, Mr. Shen Qian."

Brother Han said with a smile.

The second time Zhang Jun heard this name, the first time was when he heard the murderers' ridicule.

Now that I hear it again, I am inevitably a little curious.

After two glasses of wine, Brother Han talked to Zhang Jun about the past of the Golden Scale Guard.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the power of the Golden Scale Guards was at its peak. With the golden sword given by Emperor Taizu, the gods made changes wherever they went.

At that time, the Golden Scale Guards commanded officers of the third rank, carried golden swords, and were given python robes.

There are countless masters, thirteen divisions of golden scales, totaling tens of thousands of people.

Unfortunately, future generations failed to live up to expectations. Later, in the 14th year of the orthodoxy, the former commander caused a golden sword case. Since then, the Golden Scale Guards have gradually declined and completely left the core of power. Now, the Golden Scale Guards have been reduced to a peripheral department, which is really a serious stretch.

Otherwise, as long as the Golden Scale Guards were still there, how could there be so many ghosts and monsters in this world.

After everyone had a feast of wine and meat, Zhang Jun and Brother Han simply slept in the south wing for one night, and hurried back early the next morning.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Jun immediately felt more than a dozen pairs of eyes locked on him from all corners.

Zhang Jun was too lazy to pay attention to these people. Han Yuren deliberately let them stay at home for one night, just to tell everyone that this matter had entered the censor's sight.

Whoever dares to jump out of the officialdom next will have his head put under the censor's knife.

Brother Han also treated it as if nothing was wrong and assigned tasks as usual.

It’s still East Street.

Zhang Jun still went to Sanjie, but this time Brother Han didn't give him a partner.

After all, as long as Zhang Jun goes out now, he will be a living target. If he goes out with a partner, he will die.

In fact, what Brother Han meant was for Zhang Jun to find a place to hide, but this would not achieve the effect of making the matter bigger.

In the end, they had no choice but to send him to patrol the streets, hoping that these people would restrain themselves in Shangsanjie.

　Happy National day
　　
　
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