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Chapter 150 Confucius said, "Become an adult!" Meng said, "Take the clothes!"
Aunt Xue had a dream. In the dream, it was a chaotic world where people were living in misery. Aunt Xue was displaced and starving.

She stumbled to a field and found a cucumber growing in the ground and two eggs left by someone.

Aunt Xue ran over in a panic and hugged the food in her arms, holding it like a treasure for fear of being seen. Then, she looked around vigilantly, lowered her head and ate it in small bites. In those days, food was too important, and Aunt Xue didn't want anyone to take it away from her.

It was a pity that she hadn’t eaten such delicious food for a long time. She couldn’t help it and ate so much that she felt a little full and her stomach started to hurt.

Aunt Xue covered her waist, frowned, tilted her head, limped out of the bed and walked out. Then she bent down, blushed, picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and put them into the basin. Aunt Xue turned around and saw Ji Yang sleeping soundly. She spat: What a beast!
Then he went out, carrying a basin to wash clothes.

Being a woman is so hard. Ji Yang is always busy, but when she wakes up in the morning, she still has to do laundry and housework.

However, Aunt Xue had a smile on her face, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyebrows were full of charm. It can be seen that even though she suffered a lot, she was still happy and was willing to do housework.

As long as the feelings are there, even the hardest heart can break.

After three days' rest, Aunt Xue became more and more radiant, her beauty and charm fully revealed, and her every move was captivating.

When Ji Yang went out, Aunt Xue followed him, carrying a sword on her back, walking through the streets and alleys, looking around with curiosity.

Although she was not young anymore, she had never wandered around the city because of her background. During this period, she followed Ji Yang to travel all over the country, and although she suffered a lot, she also saw a lot of sights.

Originally she was frail, but now as she became more proficient in the breathing technique, she became much stronger and no longer had to gasp for air after every three steps when she walked.

Aunt Xue shook her shoulders, and the sword on her back swayed without making any collision sounds. She raised her chin slightly, her rosy lips curled up, and she looked at Ji Yang's tall and mighty back with an obsessed look.

Who knows, it's a good scabbard.

The sword and scabbard must match, otherwise they will shake and make collision noises when walking. Of course, the sword is too slender and huge, so it is inevitable that the scabbard will be damaged. However, as long as the material of the scabbard is good, you get used to it, and it can withstand some compression, it will match itself.

Aunt Xue has her own say.

Enter the teahouse.

The master and servant sat face to face, and Aunt Xue poured water diligently.

Ji Yang leaned against the window, enjoying the breeze comfortably, looking downstairs while listening to the conversations around him.

"Have you heard? The fate of the assassin is decided, and the God of Capture has already come with his men."

"If these officials don't kill corrupt officials and criminals, they will bully good people."

"That's right. Even though that scholar killed many people, they all deserved to be killed."

"Stop talking, all crows are black, it would be bad if someone heard it."

"Hey, there are still good officials..."

"Yes, yes, Lord Lin is good."

"Tsk, he is indeed not greedy, and he does not bully the people, but he makes money for the emperor, what does it have to do with us ordinary people?"

Ji Yang sat on the second floor, smiling, listening calmly.

Aunt Xue frowned slightly: "If he is not greedy, he is still a good official?"

Ji Yang picked up the tea bowl, blew on it, and said with a smile: "What is good and what is bad? It depends on who says it."

Aunt Xue was puzzled: "What does this mean, young master?"

Ji Yang asked back: "So, do you think I am a good person or a bad person?"

Aunt Xue thought for a moment and said, "Young Master is a good man, right?" But then she thought about how her family feared Ji Yang like a tiger, and how she had to hide her identity. She had gone from being a rich lady to being Ji Yang's bed-warming maid, and she felt guilty. It was hard for her to judge whether Ji Yang was a good person or not, after all, he was wearing clothes now.

Well, Ji Yang was indeed fine in the evening, and Aunt Xue was very satisfied.

Ji Yang ignored what Aunt Xue was thinking and shook his head gently: "For those who were killed by me, I am probably the biggest villain in the world. Right and wrong, justice and fairness, there is no definitive answer. If evil is in power, then evil is justice."

Aunt Xue thought about it and shook her head: "No, justice is in the hearts of the people."

"What's the use then?"

Ji Yang drank his tea and stood up. Aunt Xue put down the money and left the restaurant. The master and servant walked on the road and gradually left the city.

"Sir, where are we going?"

"Since the God of Capture is looking for me, how can I avoid him?"

Ji Yang also wanted to meet the God of Capture, not because he was interested in him, but isn't it a pleasure to have a friend coming from afar?
……

The God Catcher stood on the boat, looking down at Ji Yang and the others.

"You are quite courageous, scholar. Do you think that after you kill a few officials, no one in this world can control you?" The God of Capture stood at the bow of the boat. There were dozens of boats on the river, and his men were shadowy behind him.

The wind blew and his cloak fluttered.

The God of Capture had a stern expression, a face full of justice, and his words were murderous and merciless.

ashore.

Before Ji Yang could speak, Aunt Xue, who had been doing heroic deeds for a long time and had already developed courage, shouted angrily, "Don't you know the reputation of my young master?"

The God of Capture sneered: "What kind of reputation does he have? He just killed some officials who were powerless and did not spare anyone. He can be considered a heinous criminal."

Aunt Xue was annoyed: "You..."

Ji Yang stretched out his hand to stop Aunt Xue and said with a faint smile: "If you don't get angry when people don't know you, aren't you a gentleman?"

Aunt Xue was stunned and blinked. Although she didn't like reading, she had read the Analects before, and for a moment she didn't understand what Ji Yang meant. According to her understanding of Ji Yang's character, he would have raised his sword and chopped him, so why would he say such nonsense?
The God of Capture was also a little surprised, and his tone was much more relaxed: "Others call you a ruthless scholar, but now it seems that you really have some grace." Aunt Xue snorted coldly: "My young master is naturally a gentleman, even if you are rude, he will not be angry."

Ji Yang reached out his hand again, patted Aunt Xue's shoulder, and said helplessly: "I told you to read more, but you just wouldn't listen. Now you can't even understand what I say."

Then he looked at the God of Shops and said sarcastically, "Why would a martial artist like you learn from a scholar? You don't have a famous teacher to teach you, and you're not a woman, but you're here to show off your eloquence. Aren't you a laughing stock?"

Say it.

Ji Yang pulled out the sword from Aunt Xue's back, swung the sword in a flower pattern, and hurriedly walked towards Dajiang: "Since you don't know the scholar's reputation, I will make sure you know it. It's a pity that the scholar has no friends, otherwise a group fight would be more effective."

Aunt Xue was silent. She suspected that she and Ji Yang were not reading the same book. But that was not right. Every time Ji Yang read, she sat on his lap. We were reading the same text, right? Why did we understand different things? What went wrong?
Before Aunt Xue had time to think, Ji Yang had already taken action.

On the ship, the God Catcher was also stunned, and then sneered: "Arrogant fellow, he doesn't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is. Go, kill this man."

Ji Yang raised his sword, and without waiting for the other party to make a move, he said loudly: "Watch me burn my boats and cross the river."

boom!
A green light burst out from his body and shot straight into the sky.

The white clouds in the sky rolled back, revealing a blue sky.

Amid the diffuse green light, lines of text appeared, like thousands of books manifesting.

The God of Detectives looked at this scene in shock, and the other detectives were also dumbfounded and at a loss.

Ji Yang swung his sword, and the green light carrying the words rushed straight into the river. The next moment, the ship shook violently, and the river water began to flow back into it.

The God Catcher held the railing with both hands, and asked in shock and anger: "What is this?" Then he shouted: "Save people, get ashore, give the order."

Bang!
Fireworks exploded in the sky and the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

Ji Yang turned a blind eye, dressed in white, holding a sword, and approached step by step. The big ship was shaking on the river, and screams came from the ship. Figures rose from the ground one after another. Although they knew that Ji Yang was in front of them, they still had to use Qinggong to come.

The God of Capture landed on the ground with a livid face. He looked back and saw the women and children on the boat screaming. He came here not only for his own mission, but also to arrange some things for the dignitaries. If these people died, the God of Capture would be in trouble. This is the bad thing about being an official. You can never go wrong with personal relationships.

But soon, the God Catcher won't have to worry about this kind of thing anymore.

Ji Yang raised his sword, and the sword glowed with green light: "Since we are here, let's make the best of it!!!"

choke! ! !
The God Catcher's eyebrows twitched wildly, and he drew his sword and rushed over: "I will fight him."

His swordsmanship was superb, and his strength was extraordinary. Otherwise, he would not be able to intimidate those unruly people in the martial arts world. He merged his sword with his body, and his swordsmanship merged into one move. He turned into a sword light and rushed over.

Ji Yang showed no emotion, his arm slowly dropped, green light fell from the long sword: "Kong said martyrdom!"

puff!

The God Catcher who turned into sword light was cut into two halves. With a swish sound, his body separated and flew to both sides as if he had practiced shadow clones. The spurting blood fell to the ground like a long line drawn by an inkstone, spreading forward all the way until it disappeared at Ji Yang's feet.

There was silence.

The female detectives swallowed their saliva, their throats moving, which made the male detectives have dirty thoughts.

The earth shook, the cavalry in the distance came closer, and the detectives were awakened.

Roar!
One person roared, and the figure began to change.

Ji Yang frowned: "So close yet so far away."

A green light flashed and he came in front of the other person.

Ji Yang raised his arm and slammed his sword down: "A gentleman is not dignified if he is not serious!!!"

puff.

The wolf's head that had just been deformed was smashed in directly, and the other party's lower abdomen suddenly bulged out, which was very strange. I don't know if the baby can be born after a caesarean section.

"kill him."

The female detectives were so terrified that they rushed forward with swords in hand.

Ji Yang did not turn around, but swung his sword back, and the sky was full of blue light, which scattered like fireflies: "Meng said to take righteousness."

Stab it! ! !

"Ahhhh!!!"

"My clothes."

"Evil thief..."

"Don't look. Don't look."

With clang, precious swords and weapons were thrown all over the ground.

A group of female detectives hugged their legs with tears in their eyes, squatting on the ground with their heads down, their snow-white backs shaking.

You don't choose to be a wife and mother, but you insist on being a wielder of weapons and sticks. Give her a chance, one punch is better than a hundred punches. If you ask about the ideal type, it's either black or white.

Ji Yang shook his sword, without even looking at the group of female detectives, and walked straight towards the direction of the horse hooves sound.

In a moment, smoke and dust rolled up in the distance, like thousands of horses galloping, and the murderous aura was condensed.

(End of this chapter)