I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 216: Kill him and his head will roll (two chapters in one)

Zhang Jun was really dumbfounded when he saw that his brand-new cotton-padded clothes were all filled with straw.

He stared at the man in front of him, his face getting uglier and uglier: "Say it again, explain it to me clearly, explain it clearly!"

Zhang Jun had tried his best to restrain himself, but his stern eyes were still threatening.

The man didn't recognize him either. He only knew that if he was sent to be a young man, he would probably die there. Since this man wanted to ask, he should make it clear, make it clear, and give a good curse, even if he died there. Here, it is better than being a pig or dog for those people in the Ministry of Revenue.

I saw the man plopped down on the ground.

Pick up a branch casually.

"At first, it was well said. We thought it was God who opened his eyes. During that time, we were praising Zhao Shanren every day. I didn't know who he was, but he could give us a bite to eat. We thanked him, but who knows? , thanks damn early.

These thieves from the Ministry of Household Affairs arrested us and built houses for wealthy households without any wages.

When we inquired about it, we found out that all the wages had been swallowed up by these wealthy households.

If we slack off even a little bit, we will be beaten to death.

After finally eating, the rice was rancid, rancid and smelly. Not to mention, the thief even peed into the porridge water. What he said was that he was following the example of Lord Zhongtang who sprinkled sand into the porridge to distinguish himself from impostors.

Tell me, does the dirty and smelly swill still need to be treated like this? Even if we are beasts, we can't be treated like this. "

The man's eyes were red as he spoke.

Then he pointed at the others: "Forget it, in this disaster year, as long as we can eat a mouthful of food, we are lucky to survive. But these beasts don't care about our life or death. They repair any garden in the winter. No rest was allowed day and night, and more than ten people froze to death in one night."

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, clenched his fists into balls and looked at the door in front of him with empty eyes.

The man waved his hand: "Sir, go in and see for yourself. I can't finish talking about him for seven days and seven nights."

"Sigh~~"

A breath of cold breath poured into his heart, Zhang Jun nodded, took out some dry food buns from the storage bag and handed them to these old men.

He immediately looked at these officials.

As if they realized that a disaster was coming, the expressions of several officials changed.

The leader hurriedly said: "Sir, we are only following orders. This is the order from above. We..."

"puff!"

Zhang Jun flicked his fingers, and a sword beam pierced the man's head.

"Since you are ordered to do so, I will only kill you, and the rest..."

Zhang Jun called out the Qiankun Bag, and before the other officials could recover, he used his spirit-tempering hand and threw all their heads into it.

Before these men could recover, their figures disappeared into the snow.

"This...person...is gone??"

All the refugees looked at each other, and then at the corpse of the official on the ground. Suddenly someone said in shock: "Run, run, this is a manifestation of the gods, we are saved, hurry, hurry, bring something to eat." go back."

Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream, and turned around and ran back.

After just two steps, they saw that the outspoken man got up and walked towards the city. When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but said in surprise: "Brother Yan, you are crazy, why are you still walking into the city?"

The man who was stopped turned back to look at everyone.

"You all have families. When you go to your family, you go home. My family members are all dead. When you die, you go home. Since you are going to die, then go to the city and see if this cynical man is different from others. Same."

"You're crazy! Don't kill me. What's the difference? The world is as dark as crows."

The man thought for a while: "When you are alive, you must have hope. If hope is gone, it would be better to die."

After that, he didn't care about other people's eyes and walked straight in the direction of Yingtian Mansion.

On the street, Zhang Jun walked slowly forward with a stern face. He had changed out of his official uniform and was only wearing a green shirt.

When he reached the intersection, he looked sideways at Midian.

On the sign outside the rice store, it was written that the price of rice was 15 cents.

Looking at the sign in front of him, Zhang Jun looked at the rice store in front of him, only to see that there was no one inside or outside the rice store.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun walked straight in.

"What are you doing!"

As soon as he entered the door, the clerk stepped forward to stop him.

"Man, I want to buy rice."

"No."

"No?"

Zhang Jun glanced around and saw that the rice cabinet was indeed empty, but when he looked with his dark eyes, he found that the grain steam was steaming behind the grain store, and his face suddenly turned cold: "But there is obviously rice in the back, how could there be no rice?"

The waiter immediately became impatient when he heard this: "No, no, no, did you hear me? If you want to eat rice, okay, 120 yuan a dou, don't think it's expensive. This rice is not ordinary rice, this is golden rice. It’s the rice that the King of Shu sent thousands of miles away to feed the emperor.”

Zhang Jun nodded with a dark face, took note of the guy's appearance, then turned around and walked out.

"Ha, poor guy, you still want to eat rice, so just dream."

The guy spat coldly at Zhang Jun's leaving figure.

Zhang Jun paused, glanced at the waiter with deep eyes, and then turned around and walked towards the second, third, and fourth rice store.

After coming out of the fifth house, Zhang Jun's eyes could no longer hide the murderous look in his eyes.

Walking into the crowd, a young man covered in mud swayed crazily forward on the road.

When everyone saw this, they all fled away.

But he couldn't help but cast a look of pity on the young man.

"What a pity. What was once a good and talented man has now turned into a lunatic. What a pity, what a pity."

"Who can blame this? The emperor said he would suppress the price of rice. Who made their rice price so high?"

"Nonsense, the price of their rice is only thirty cents a dou, and they have no rice to sell for a long time. They were inexplicably sentenced by an imperial edict to be profiteers and harvested grain. Their huge family property was swallowed up in an instant. Look at the street 15 Who has really sold a bucket of rice?"

"Hey, these days are so difficult."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed. This rice price case was not the only one involved.

Those rice merchants who could still give credit to the poor on weekdays all had their homes confiscated overnight. This was clearly a money grab.

But those are obviously good policies that benefit the country and the people.

Why did it become crooked like this when it got down there?

Zhang Jun's face was expressionless. Hearing everyone's voices, his chest seemed to be blocked.

When I returned to the government office, I could hear the snoring of a group of people sleeping in the distance.

He frowned, looked at the sun above his head, and pushed open the door with a dark face.

Suddenly a strong smell of alcohol hit his face.

The Golden Scale Guards of the Sixth Division were lying on the kang in a mess. There were more than a dozen wine bottles left on the ground, and the table was full of messes.

"To His Highness, King of Shu, cheers!"

No one knew who was talking in sleep on the bed, so Zhang Jun silently exited the room.

Sitting in the yard, I took a look and saw a book of Jinlin Miscellanies on the stone table beside me. I don't know who wrote it. It recorded a lot of information about the history of Jinlin Guards.

I took a look at the title of the book, Cai Gong.

I didn’t have much of an impression, I just sat on a chair and read through it casually.

The sky was getting darker, and at dusk, the door opened and a man walked out in a daze, preparing to go to the latrine to drain the water.

As soon as I went out, I suddenly looked up and saw Zhang Jun sitting in the courtyard. I squinted my eyes and took a closer look: "Huh? Mr. Zhao, you..."

After seeing clearly that it was Zhang Jun, Wei Peng's expression changed, and he was about to say something, but when he noticed Zhang Jun's murderous eyes staring at him, his whole body suddenly became excited, and he suddenly woke up from his hazy drunkenness.

"Meet Mr. Zhao!"

Wei Peng immediately raised his hands and saluted.

Zhang Jun didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

This made Wei Peng feel uncomfortable for a while. He didn't even dare to straighten his waist without Zhang Jun speaking. He could only stand in a bowing posture and didn't dare to move.

Not long after, people in the house stretched and got up one after another, and the sound of talking, laughing, beating and scolding came from the house.

"Ah, happy, so happy. We have been living like gods for the past half month. The King of Shu will invite us to Yihongyuan tonight. That place is something we have never dared to imagine before."

"Hahaha, this is all thanks to Mr. Zhao. It's a pity that Mr. Zhao doesn't know how to enjoy blessings, otherwise he would be happier than us."

"Hahaha……"

The laughter in the room made Wei Peng break into cold sweat on his forehead.

"The general manager has hope now. He has been appreciated by King Rui. He said that he wanted to invite him to hunt. It has been two days and no one has been seen."

"The general leader is not bad at all, but he has no background. I'm afraid it's time to mention it to someone higher up if he is appreciated by King Rui."

"Master Zhao is an outsider after all. Qi Baotou is our old brother. One of us can ascend to heaven like a chicken or a dog. When Qi Baotou ascends to the sky, we brothers will join Qi Baotou at that time. The better the day, the better."

Everyone kept talking, but Wei Peng was so frightened that his face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Greetings to Mr. Zhao."

As soon as the words fell, the lively laughter in the house suddenly became quiet.

But soon, the door opened, and more than [-] people in the room rushed out of the room with embarrassed faces.

When they saw Zhang Jun sitting in front of them, the expressions of the more than [-] people suddenly changed. They quickly stood up and bowed down: "Greetings to Mr. Zhao."

Zhang Jun glanced over and said nothing. He just stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Walk?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Jun in confusion.

"Sir, we are going..."

Wei Peng carefully stepped forward and asked.

Zhang Jun glanced at Wei Peng, narrowed his eyes, and said two words lightly: "Kill!"

When he heard the word "murder", Wei Peng's expression suddenly changed. He looked back behind him and saw that everyone also had strange expressions.

But they didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they all turned around and went back, took out their sabers, and followed them all.

After leaving Jinlin Mansion, Zhang Jun led the people straight to Zhuque Street and stopped in front of a rice store.

"Go and kick the door."

Zhang Jun pointed to the rice store in front and said.

"what?"

After everyone looked up at the signboard on the rice store, their expressions suddenly turned ugly. "Sir...this is King Shu's grain store."

Wei Peng said bravely.

"King of Shu?"

Zhang Jun scratched his hair, looked back at the ugly-looking people, and asked with a grin: "You have eaten the food of the King of Shu and received the benefits of the King of Shu, aren't you even ready to surrender to the King of Shu? Are you? Whose job are you working for? Whose salary are you receiving??”

Although Zhang Jun was smiling, underneath his smile was a chilling murderous intention.

Everyone lowered their heads and dared not speak.

The smile on Zhang Jun's face faded, and he called out the [Biluo Sword] in his hand, his eyes glaring angrily: "The Golden Scale Guard obeys your order!"

"promise!"

"Come in and detain all prisoners. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"

Everyone's expressions tightened when they saw this, but they didn't care so much. They shouted in unison and accepted the order. They immediately rushed forward, kicked the door open and rushed in.

"You...who are you and what are you going to do? This is the property of the King of Shu, the rice shop of the King of Shu..."

the guy screamed.

Wei Peng stepped forward and slapped the person to the ground: "Take them all down. Anyone who dares to resist will be shot to death!"

After a short while, all the shopkeepers and waiters of the rice store were taken down, and they knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Until Zhang Jun walked in, the sharp-eyed waiter recognized Zhang Jun at a glance and said in surprise: "It's you!!"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, Wei Peng kicked him in the face. The kick was so powerful that the man's cheek bones were shattered. He groaned and fell to the ground and passed out without saying a word.

This made the shopkeeper who originally wanted to speak immediately shut his mouth in a wise manner.

Zhang Jun walked into the back warehouse and looked at the packed granaries inside, his eyes gradually darkening.

He turned around and came to the shopkeeper: "Bold and profiteer, His Majesty has personally issued an order. You should still collect grain secretly and raise prices on the ground. You deserve death."

"You...this is all the food of the King of Shu. You are a small fourth-rank official, and the King of Shu can crush you to death with one finger."

"Oh!" Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows slightly: "So, you mean, it was the King of Shu who asked you to collect grain and not sell it?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Of course not."

"Since it's not the will of the King of Shu, then you make the decision privately and sell it behind your back to make huge profits?"

"No, no, no, it's the King of Shu..."

"Bold!"

Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Zhang Jun interrupted him sternly: "The king of Shu is well known to the world for his virtues. In order to understand the suffering of the people, he specially transported grain from Shu to this place just to suppress the price of grain. You are heartless. Those who turn their backs on the Lord to seek glory, and then bite them back, those who are unkind and unjust deserve to die."

After saying that, Zhang Jun looked at Wei Peng.

Wei Peng did not react, and was stunned for a moment not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, another young man came to his senses at this time, stepped forward and kicked the shopkeeper over, then punched him.

Suddenly the shopkeeper screamed and cursed Zhang Jun.

But after a while, he was beaten until he collapsed on the ground and lost consciousness.

Then on the counter, he took out pen, ink, paper, and copied down everything he just said. He took the shopkeeper's palm, which was stained with ink pad, and pressed his fingerprint on it.

"Sir, this thief has confessed. This is a confession."

"Kill him, his head will be hung on the door beam."

"Yes!"

"puff!!"

Including the store clerks, heads were hung directly on the store.

"What's your name."

Zhang Jun pointed at the young man who had just become sensible.

"My lord, I am in the humble position of the Sixth Division of the Golden Scale Guards to test the Cai Gong of Hundred Households."

Cai Gong carefully replied.

"You are Cai Gong!"

Zhang Jun was a little surprised, remembering that the note he saw casually today was actually written by him.

"Promote you to Deputy Qianhu."

As soon as Zhang Jun said this, everyone was stunned at first, but soon they couldn't help but cast envious glances at Cai Gong.

But Wei Peng's face darkened, and he immediately regretted in his heart. If he had been smarter, these thousands of households would have fallen on him.

But before Cai Gong could be happy, Zhang Jun continued: "Let me continue to investigate this street. As long as I find out who dares to collect grain and live in strange places, I will kill them without mercy. Can I do that?"

The joy on Cai Gong's face suddenly froze.

He is familiar with this street. There are more than ten grain stores in total, and there are many people involved behind it. Kill them along the way...

But soon Cai Gong no longer worried. It would be better to take charge of the county magistrate now. If he doesn't do it himself, there are people who are willing to do it. There will be no more than two results at that time, one will be successful and the other will be unlucky.

If you don't work hard at this time, you will have no chance of getting ahead.

He immediately gritted his teeth and bowed heavily to Zhang Jun, then turned around and looked back at the people behind him: "Everyone listen to my order and search house to house. Anyone who is found to be hiding food in a strange place will be killed without mercy!"

After that, he called some of his brothers who were usually close to him and walked forward.

The others glanced at the head hanging on the door plaque, gritted their teeth, and followed suit.

Not long after, a street was filled with screams and roars, and in a moment, the sound of killing was loud.

Blood overflowed along the crack of the door, dyeing the bluestone brick path red.

The commotion here quickly attracted the black armored troops patrolling nearby.

The leader was the same person who went to the Third Division to ask Zhang Jun for an assassin.

Before he came over, he smelled the smell of blood in the air. His face suddenly changed and he drew his sword: "A bold maniac who dares to kill people wantonly."

In the rice store, Cai Gong came out with a knife and revealed his identity: "The Golden Scale Guard is handling the case. If you don't retreat, you will be killed!"

"Golden Scale Guard??"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then took a look at the signboard of the rice store. After recognizing that it was the property of King Rong, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said with a smile: "Who are you? You have such great official authority. Those who don’t know better would think that His Majesty has re-enabled you, this rotten dog.”

"The humble Golden Scale Guard deputy Qianhu Cai Gong was ordered to handle the case. It is not important whether His Majesty will re-enable us. What is important is that our Golden Scale Guard will always be the sword in His Majesty's hand and will always fight for His Majesty. We are not opportunistic rats of some people. .”

"Bold!!"

Seeing that a little deputy Qianhu dared to point his nose at him and glare at him, Xiong Leyi's expression suddenly changed, and he was almost frightened by this kid.

In anger, he immediately drew his sword.

But at this moment, bursts of sneers came: "Your Majesty, you are so powerful, you dare to draw your sword on the Golden Scale Guards. Have you forgotten that anyone who attacks the Golden Scale Guards will be regarded as a rebel!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the blood in Xiong Leyi's chest. Fortunately, the tiger on his chest roared, and a surge of official luck calmed down Xiong Leyi's blood.

When he looked up, he saw Zhang Jun walking towards him.

The distance of a hundred meters is at Zhang Jun's feet, but it is only a few steps away in an instant.

The powerful aura made the black armored army behind Xiong Leyi tremble uncontrollably.

They don't have official luck protection.

Facing a master in the Concentration Realm like Zhang Jun, he was completely suppressed.

Xiong Leyi's expression changed again and he snorted coldly: "Master Zhao, this is all because of the old man. You instruct your subordinates to kill innocent people indiscriminately. We have to take care of this matter!"

But as soon as Xiong Leyi said this, Zhang Jun raised his hand and struck at him with his sword.

For a moment, green light burst out, splitting a semicircle of sword light in the void. Xiong Leyi hurriedly raised his sword to block, but the next second he was hit by the sword and flew hundreds of meters away. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Golden scales are like dragon scales. The emperor's guards monitor the world. Those who encounter lawlessness and discipline will be killed first and then punished. This is the rule set by Taizu. The emperor has not issued an order to abolish it. How dare you say no, despise Emperor Taizu, and throw the sky You are so courageous, you will be impeached tomorrow for this matter."

Xiong Leyi stared at Zhang Jun, but the injury on his chest prevented him from saying a word.

Zhang Jun didn't bother to pay attention to him and asked Cai Gong to continue investigating.

In the blink of an eye, the door plaques of several rice shops were hung with neat heads.

The blood fell like raindrops.

But the matter was not over yet. Several people were left to guard the evidence, and Zhang Jun immediately led the people to the porridge.

Like a grain shop, the environment in a porridge shop was even worse. The food left in the pot was already sour and smelly, and the person in charge was still gritting his teeth at first.

Zhang Jun had someone throw him into the iron pot. After eating a few mouthfuls of rice porridge, he immediately confessed everything.

What happened next was just like a grain store. Cai Gong recorded his confession, pressed his fingerprints, and then started killing people.

In several porridge shops, there were a lot of killings and rivers of blood.

The Golden Scale Guards who followed Zhang Jun were submissive at the beginning, but became red-eyed at the end.

They all know that after tonight, the Golden Scale Guards are going to cause great trouble, and they will offend all the powerful people in Yingtian Mansion.

What's even more terrifying is that after Zhang Jun killed the people in the porridge, he turned around and took them straight to the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Now, including Wei Peng, everyone seemed to have accepted their fate and turned into insensitive killing tools.

Not only are they not afraid, they are even a little fanatical. After all, the number of people killed today is enough for them to be buried with them.

Overnight, people's heads rolled.

Blood filled the streets. When the people opened their doors the next day and saw the heads on the rice shops, they were frightened.

The Jin Linwei who was responsible for staying behind could only follow Zhang Jun's instructions and read out the guilt of these rice shop owners.

The same thing happens in the porridge market.

"Hurry up!!"

Jin Wucheng led people straight to the household department. He didn't care that his shoes were gone. His expression became worse and worse. He had just learned the news. Zhang Jun's actions were too fast and crisp. When he got the news, By the time, my whole body was numb.

I knew this was the Zun Killing Star, but I didn't expect that this Killing Star would cause so much trouble.

When Jin Wucheng and his people rushed to the Ministry of Household Affairs.

In the lobby of the Ministry of Finance, heads were placed on the tables, and the Minister of the Ministry of Finance was kneeling on the ground tremblingly, confessing his crimes over and over again.

Zhang Jun stood up, walked to Jin Wucheng, and handed him the confession in his hand.

Jin Wucheng did not read the confession, but said with a bitter look on his face: "Brother Zhao, why are you doing this?"

"The people are suffering, and the world is suffering. I am a rough man, and rough men only know how to kill people. Since this world is chaotic, I want to make a bright future!"

(End of this chapter)