Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

Chapter 109 Killing the Dragon
  Changes in heaven come and go even faster.

The dark clouds dispersed in an instant, and the sun stretched its waist and shone on the earth again.

The influence has already been formed, and it affects all aspects and many forces.

In the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Ao Qing looked at the crystal pillar that symbolized the fate of the Dragon Clan in the Four Seas and dimmed again. He couldn't help but look gray and feel depressed.

In the sacred capital of Tianjing and the Forbidden City, His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting high in the Golden Palace, paused slightly while reviewing the memorials, and then continued to deal with state affairs without changing his expression.

Qin Tianjian, surnamed Li, but a prisoner from a different branch from the royal family, for a moment, did not sleep so peacefully.

In a fish market in the south of the Yangtze River, the downcast middle-aged man who was selling fish looked increasingly sad.

Shangqing Sect, Lingbao Sect, Yuanshi Sect, Wuliang Mountain, Taiwei Mountain, Taihua Mountain, Miaoyun Mountain, Jingming Mountain, Xuanshi Mountain...

Ci'en Temple, Jinshan Temple, White Horse Temple, Jialan Temple, Wenshu Temple, Puxian Temple, Daxueshan Temple...

Jixia Academy, Bailudong Academy, Ehu Academy, Songyang Academy, Yingtian Academy, Shigu Academy...

All Taoist, Buddhist, and Confucian sects/academies that have the ability to discern heavenly secrets have noticed something slightly strange.

After Huang Tian's "impulse" was released, he felt extremely relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off.

The remnants of incense accumulated by tens of millions of believers over decades and hundreds of years were piled up there. Even if there was a god pretending game to bear, Huang Tian's own mind was under great pressure.

Today I took advantage of this sudden good opportunity to have a "clearance sale", which was very exciting.

And the gains don’t stop there.

The bottleneck of the martial arts realm that had just been promoted not long ago was loosened again.

Although he won't immediately be promoted from a first-level warrior to a second-level martial artist, he has also taken a big step forward in the first-level viscera stage.

In a few days, maybe less than half a month, Huang Tian will complete his breakthrough.

At this speed, it’s really like a heifer flying on a plane!

Huang Tian lowered his head in time to prevent others traveling with him from noticing the change in his expression.

The magical power of "covering the sun" is also used as much as possible to cover up the changes that have occurred in oneself.

Fortunately, with their powerful magical powers, Wei Gong and Mo Qingsheng's attention at the moment was entirely on the changes in the heavenly secrets and the Dragon King Ao Yun of the West Sea who caused the changes in the heavenly secrets.

Shi Wusheng's cultivation level was not even enough to notice the movements of the gods' pretending game.

The remaining ten elites of the anti-treacherous guards are all martial arts cultivators whose strength is stronger than their perception.

So far, Huang Tian is still very safe and has no risk of exposure.

"give it to me."

Duke Wei lowered his head at this time and stretched out his hand to Mo Qingsheng.

His tone was very calm when he spoke, and it did not change due to the chaos of Tianji.

However, everyone present and "Loach" Long could hear that Wei Gong was a little annoyed.

Mo Qingsheng immediately handed over the bamboo basket in his hand without hesitation.

"Draw the ground as a prison."

Duke Wei was holding the bamboo basket in his left hand. As he spoke, he patted the side of the bamboo basket with his right hand.

There was only a glimmer of light. On top of Mo Qingsheng's restraint and confinement spells, Wei Gong added another layer of confinement.

Then, a smile appeared on the corner of Wei Gong's mouth, and he said gently: "Death by a thousand cuts."

It’s a sunny day and the temperature is mild.

Huang Tian and others, including Mo Qingsheng, felt a chill to their bones.

The signature ability of Wen Zong, a Confucian cultivator in the Four Realms, is "following the law after speaking."

Since Wei Gong said this, the four "loaches" in the bamboo basket will naturally experience what it means to be "cut into pieces with a thousand cuts"!
  Extreme pain suddenly fell.

The four loaches were twisted into twists, which was heart-stopping to watch.

The five-clawed loach has a stronger willpower and can endure a little.

The three four-clawed loaches finally couldn't bear the pain anymore and hit their heads against the inner wall of the bamboo basket.

I don't know if they want to knock me out or kill me.

"Students are not to be messed with."

Huang Tian subconsciously moved half a step to the side, farther away from Wei Gong.

He wasn't the only one to do this.

Except for Mo Qingsheng and Shi Wusheng, the same is true for several other elite guards.

The elite among the elite of anti-traitor guards, what kind of torture have these martial arts cultivators not seen or used?
  Shouldn't have acted so crotch-stretching.

However, when Mr. Wei used such cruel methods, his temperament was too fragmented.

On the surface, he is still a gentle scholar and full of affability, but in reality, he is a ruthless butcher who kills people. The contrast is too great.

Duke Wei didn't care about this, quickened his pace, and returned to Qingzhou City carrying the bamboo basket.

It's too early now, it's only four o'clock.

"Send someone to inform the Qingzhou government office and ask them to arrange the execution ground immediately. I will behead these four loaches today."

After entering the city, Wei Gong's temperament changed again, and he put on official airs and authority.

Qingzhou City is not only the prefecture city of Qingzhou, but also the capital city of Qingzhou Prefecture.

The Dayong Dynasty did not have a state pastor, but only a state governor.

The governor's powers focus on supervision and do not involve administration.

Therefore, the "government office" mentioned by Duke Wei refers to the government office of Qingzhou Prefecture, and does not mean to inform the governor's office.

"Yes, Mr. Wei."

Mo Qingsheng responded and immediately winked at Shi Wusheng.

Shi Wusheng casually ordered four people, and under the banner of fighting against traitorous guards and imperial envoys, he walked towards the Qingzhou government office.

The remaining people followed Wei Gong and Mo Qingsheng and walked directly to Caishikou.

The group was full of momentum.

The passers-by I met on the way saw them and kept giving way.

The officials of the Qingzhou government office were very discerning. After being notified by Shi Wusheng to lead the team, they immediately organized manpower and rushed to Caishikou.

"I've met Mr. Wei."

When the prefect of Qingzhou saw Wei Gong, he quickly brought the officials of the yamen to salute and greet him.

"Ah."

Duke Wei responded lightly, showing no interest in talking.

When the Qingzhou magistrate saw this, he did not insist on talking to him. Instead, he commanded the government officials he brought with him and began to set up the execution ground.

Caishikou has always been a popular place for beheadings.

After three reviews of the death penalty, prisoners are executed uniformly here every autumn.

Naturally, the speed of setting up the execution ground cannot be slowed down.

Before noon, a standard execution ground was set up.

The prefect of Qingzhou is also a scholar. To be able to be a prefect, he has no shortage of background, ability, or knowledge.

Who is Wei Gong?

What happened in Qingzhou and its surroundings recently, or what existence is worthy of Wei Gong personally coming to Qingzhou to supervise and kill?

Of course it’s the Four Seas Dragon Clan!

How could a good thing like slaying a dragon in the execution ground, which can inspire people's hearts, not be watched by the people?

When the Qingzhou magistrate ordered the government officials to arrange the execution ground, he sent another person to notify the people in the city to come and watch the execution.

There were many people passing by who were curious about what was going on here.

After receiving the notice from the government office, more people came to watch.

There are three circles inside and three circles outside, completely surrounding the market entrance.

As soon as noon arrived, Wei Gong waved his hand, changed into his official robe, and sat on the supervisor's seat, condescending.

Mo Qingsheng and Shi Wusheng, one on the left and one on the right, stood behind Duke Wei. Several elite elite martial arts cultivators lined up on both sides to guard in front of Duke Wei.

Huang Tian was not idle either, and was assigned by Wei Gong the role of a spy to verify the identity of the prisoner.

The Qingzhou magistrate mobilized all government officials to maintain order in the execution ground.

Time passed little by little, and it was soon approaching three quarters to noon.

Duke Wei raised his head and glanced at the sun, then at the sundial. With a wave of his hand, four dragon-headed guillotines appeared out of thin air.

This move made the people gathered around the food market scream in surprise.

Retrieving items from the air? What’s in your sleeve?

Or is it just a matter of mustard seeds?

Anyway, no matter which one, they are all methods that only great practitioners can use.

A great cultivator is needed to supervise the beheading. The person being beheaded today has a good background.

Suddenly, a group of scholars in the crowd burst out with an exclamation: "Wei Gong! It's Wei Gong! It's Wei Gong who oversees the execution!"

Huang Tian stood on the execution platform and could see clearly that the scholar who exclaimed looked somewhat similar to the Qingzhou magistrate.

Not father and son, but uncle and nephew.

This is a proper entrustment!

"Wei Gong? Is this the Wei Gong who killed the dragon?"

"No wonder the Sihai Dragon Clan suddenly stopped making trouble. It turns out that His Majesty resurrected Duke Wei and secretly sent Duke Wei to Qingzhou!"

"When Mr. Wei comes, there will be blue sky!"

"Kill the dragon! Kill the dragon! Duke Wei slay the dragon!"

As if they had rehearsed, the scholars shouted a few words and then started shouting slogans.

"Slay the dragon! Kill the dragon! Kill the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon! Kill the dragon! Kill the dragon!"

Driven by the scholars, more and more people shouted slogans, and the slogans became louder and louder.

When Mo Qingsheng saw this, with a thought in his mind, he quietly used a loudspeaker spell.

It's not as loud as the sky, but it's deafening.

The roar of the mountains is like a tsunami.

Duke Wei was quite satisfied with the successive operations of the Qingzhou magistrate and Mo Qingsheng.

A true Confucian emphasizes the ability to achieve change through power.

In order to achieve a good goal, it is normal to use some means that do not harm morality and do not violate the law.

Those who cannot accept contingency are rotten scholars and cheap scholars!

In the Dayong Dynasty, both in the government and in the public, corrupt Confucians and despicable Confucians were despised and could not enter the elegant halls.

Duke Wei did not stop him, nor was he dissatisfied, which made the Qingzhou magistrate feel more at ease.

He knew he had made the right bet.

Even if Mr. Wei can't get the idea of ​​promoting him, he can still leave a relatively good impression.

If something happens in the future, you may be able to gain something from it.

Whether there are dates or not, let’s take a shot first and then talk about it.

Thinking like this, the Qingzhou magistrate turned his head in one direction of the crowd and nodded slightly.

The confidants hidden among the people, after receiving the signal, immediately executed the order and incited the people's enthusiasm even higher.

"Slay the dragon! Kill the dragon! Kill the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon! Kill the dragon! Kill the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon! Kill the dragon! Kill the dragon!"

The slogans became louder and louder, gradually reaching the point where they could be heard for several miles without the benefit of amplification spells.

Amid the loud chants, three quarters past noon arrived.

Duke Wei saw the right moment, waved his hand lightly, opened the bamboo basket, and four loaches that had been hit by Zuilong Powder and temporarily added many Taoist restraint and Confucianism spells by Duke Wei took their seats and fell one by one under the guillotine of the four dragon heads. .

A few bangs.

The loach showed its true form, revealing the true colors of the four dragons.

The entire Caishikou suddenly fell silent, turning from extremely noisy to extremely quiet in an instant.

You can hear a pin drop.

Dragon!

The one the court wants to slay today is really a dragon!

Still four!

After a while, exclamations such as "Wow" came one after another.

Even if he had predicted it in advance, the prefect of Qingzhou couldn't help but hold his breath when he saw four dragons waiting to be killed.

Especially after he recognized Ao Yun, the Dragon King of the West Sea, he became even more excited.

A surge of pride from deep in his heart surged into his mind, making the Qingzhou magistrate's face turn red.

If the court does not move, it will be fine. If it moves, it will be thunderous.

After allowing the Dragon Clan in the Four Seas to cause trouble for so long, they struck straight to the point.

Even the Dragon King of the West Sea has been killed, will the remaining Dragon Clan of the Four Seas still dare to make trouble again?

At worst, I'll kill all the dragon kings of the four seas!
  Inexplicably, the Qingzhou magistrate suddenly felt heroic, as if today's supervisor was not Duke Wei, but himself.

Mr. Wei on the stage was much calmer and had no psychological fluctuations.

At Wei Gong's signal, Huang Tian stepped forward and identified the suspects one by one.

Even if he just went through the process, Huang Tian did it very seriously and methodically, as if he had mastered the identities of the four dragons.

"Reporting to Wei Gong, it is correct to commit the crime, and it has been verified that he is correct."

After checking one by one, Huang Tian stood opposite Mr. Wei, saluted solemnly, and reported solemnly.

"Ah."

Duke Wei had a straight face, expressionless, and nodded slightly.

Huang Tian's errand was completed and he quickly stepped aside to make room.

"The time has come."

Shi Wusheng took half a step forward and sang.

Wei Gong took out a sign with the word "Zhou" from the lottery tube in front of him, threw it down violently, and shouted coercively: "Take it!"

The so-called "take" means that what is taken away is the suspect's head to be beheaded.

The word "cut" fell into place, and the sky suddenly changed.

Clouds from all directions quickly gathered directly above Caishikou, blocking the sunlight and making Caishikou suddenly pitch black.

If this situation continues for a while, the people watching the execution will definitely riot.

Before Mo Qingsheng and Shi Wusheng could cast spells to disperse the dark clouds, Wei Gong took the lead.

Duke Wei stood up slowly, holding the wat tablet he took out from nowhere in his hands, saluted to the sky, and said loudly: "Heaven sees and the people see, and God listens to the people."

"Replace the heart of the people with the heart of heaven."

"The Dragon Clan of the Four Seas is in rebellion. Now, Ao Yun, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and three of his accomplices will be killed to rectify the eyes and ears of Heaven."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of white hair suddenly appeared on both sides of Wei Gong's temples. The wrinkles on his face became more numerous and deepened, making him look older than ten years.

Even the originally straight waist was slightly stooped.

But the effect was immediate.

The dark clouds dispersed, the sun returned, and Caishikou was bright.

The four drunken dragons lying under the guillotine of the dragon's head became limp and unable to resist the falling guillotine.

Wei Gong took a deep breath, forced himself to cheer up, and shouted loudly: "Behead!"

The four dragon-headed guillotines fell in response.

With four clicks, the four dragon heads were cut off very smoothly.

The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, without a drop of golden dragon blood flowing out.

Suddenly, there was a cry of thunder in the sky, and a rain of blood poured down.

This is the way of heaven in the world of Kyushu, weeping for the abnormal death of the four dragons, especially the Dragon King of the West Sea.

Wei Gong's upper body swayed slightly for a few times, and he took half a step back with his right foot. Only then did he manage to stand firm and not fall down.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

The backlash from heaven is coming.

Very fast.

(End of this chapter)