I inject positive energy into the world

Chapter 166: Disaster is imminent and the Jia family escapes
In the study, Ji Yang picked up his pen and wrote down the words "a family of scholars, suppressing evil and eliminating evil".

Then he threw the paper casually, and it flew out and stuck to both sides of the study door.

The paper was pasted, and the eight large characters on it flashed with green light, automatically attracting the destiny of humanity. Ji Yang had a kind of insight in his heart, and he added the seal script on the paper, giving them the effect of exorcising evil spirits and rectifying people's hearts.

If someone with evil intentions comes to your home, you will involuntarily become panic-stricken and shrink your head and look around.

This is the suppression of human nature by the destiny of humanity. It is so powerful that one cannot look directly at it.

Just as Ji Yang put down his pen, a figure walked in from outside.

Wuqing frowned, with an angry look on his fair face: "My husband, the world is in chaos, warlords are fighting, and the people are living in misery. Countless people from the underworld have appeared on Taihu Lake. Madam Wang of Mandala Villa has brought her family to seek refuge here."

It has been more than three months since they got married. Ji Yang reads books at home every day and spends time with his two wives. He doesn't pay attention to what's happening outside.

Hearing Wuqing's words, Zhang Shuzhuan suddenly flew up into the sky and hovered above the mansion.

A connection spread out in all directions from the darkness, with countless threads connecting all over the world. There were even more threads connecting the school that Ji Yang had built.

Ji Yang had a simple realization and smiled. Some of the disciples he had taught had already embarked on the path of Confucianism. Although most of them had only simply entered the realm of self-cultivation, there were also four or five who were traveling far away.

At this moment, the Palm Seal involved these people on its own, and countless insights were absorbed in an instant, making the Palm Seal even more perfect.

Ji Yang was at home, with a three-inch blue light flickering between his eyebrows, absorbing these insights. The destiny of humanity descended from the sky, blessing himself and the family.

There were hurried footsteps in the distance. Wang Yuyan, with a sad face and tears on her face, ran over dressed as a woman and knelt in front of Ji Yang: "Master, my house has been occupied, and the library in my house has also been robbed."

Ji Yang helped Wang Yuyan up and wiped the tears from her cheeks: "Don't cry, don't cry. The world is in chaos and many people are homeless. It will be fine in the future."

"You can't rob my home." Wang Yuyan pouted: "Mom almost got hurt."

She hopes Ji Yang will make the decision for her. I’ve slept with you, you can’t sleep for nothing, right?

Everyone who is married knows that wages must be handed in, otherwise you will have to sleep on the floor at night. Of course, some people deliberately do not hand in their wages to deliberately anger their wives, and then happily sleep on the floor.

Ji Yang was naturally not such a person. Seeing Wang Yuyan sad, he held Wang Yuyan's hand and said with a smile: "You are my family, how can I watch you being bullied? If those people are just seeking refuge, it's fine, but if they are doing evil, it's better to kill them and use them as fertilizer for the flowers."

Wang Yuyan shrank her neck and said weakly, "He is also a pitiful person. It is not right to kill him. It is better to drive him away."

Wuqing glared at Wang Yuyan and said, "Just listen to your husband."

Ji Yang smiled and nodded: "The world is in chaos and the people are living in misery. Now that I have a family and have completed my studies, I should naturally sweep away the ghosts and monsters and quell the unrest in the world."

Wuqing was delighted: "My husband, are you going out? Why don't I accompany you?"

"You still have to look after the house. With the bookkeeper here, there won't be any danger."

Ji Yang let go of Wang Yuyan's hand and patted her shoulder: "Stay at home and no one should go out without a ruthless order."

Ji Yang raised his head and saw the status of his disciples through the palm book seal. Most of the disciples were still studying hard in the academy.

But some disciples have left, some are traveling far away to gain knowledge and punish evildoers, and some have joined various forces and are full of vigor and vitality.

Ji Yang ignored it. He passed down his wisdom, but how to use it was up to others.

If used well, good luck will naturally come to you.

If they don't use it well and are abandoned by fate, it will be their own bitter fruit.

"Ink makes the horse, and writing makes the armor."

Ji Yang spoke in a loud voice, and a dark warhorse appeared under his crotch. The scroll formed into armor, protecting his body.

He shook the ink in his hand, and it turned into a long sword that slowly took shape.

Ji Yang's warhorse leaped into the air, making a loud sound that shook the heavens and the earth. The palm script was glittering, floating above the manor, filled with a thousand-foot-high green light.

"If a rich man is unkind, he will surely suffer disaster."

boom!
The palm seal trembled, and the destiny of humanity recorded Ji Yang's words and deeds. The destiny spread rapidly, and everyone felt it wherever it passed.

However, Confucianism and Taoism were just in their infancy after all, and the luck of humanity was too thin, so the area they covered was only a sliver.

"If an official is not virtuous, disaster will surely come."

"If a ruler is not virtuous, disaster will surely come."

"If those who serve the people are not righteous, disaster will surely come."

The warhorse crossed the water and appeared above Mandala Villa accompanied by Ji Yang's voice.

Ji Yang looked down from his high place and saw that the villa was in chaos. The gangsters holding swords were extremely vicious and oppressed a group of people as slaves.

Someone pulled the girl into the flowers, laughing and crying desperately.

Ji Yang had a blank expression on his face, and raised the long sword in his hand: "Those who commit crimes, bully the weak, and oppress the good will surely be killed with swords and weapons. I will punish them, and luck will protect them."

The bearded man looked up and saw someone riding a horse in the air. He couldn't help but change his expression: "This senior..."

Ji Yang raised his arm and wrote in the air with the sword in his hand. In an instant, a pitch-black word "诛" was written. The pitch-black word emitted a dark light. In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword energies fell from the sky, and continuous screams came from below.

Streams of blood shot up into the sky and merged into the black words, which turned blood red in the blink of an eye.

Ji Yang drove his horse forward, ignoring the ordinary people who survived. As for whether these people would bully others after he left, Ji Yang had no way to stop them.

There are so many people in the world, so conflicts are always going to occur.

Unless Ji Yang kills everyone, this kind of oppression will not be stopped.

Ji Yang naturally didn't want to kill everyone, because if he did that, wouldn't he be the only one left in the world?
The warhorse stepped into the air, and blood-red words were floating in the air behind it. As Ji Yang killed people, the blood-red words became bigger and bigger, and more and more terrifying.

From afar, one could see a blood-red word floating in the air, which made everyone who saw it calm down. Wherever it passed, the city gradually became peaceful.

Ji Yang flew in the air, killing anyone he disliked and anyone he saw unfair. The news that the Bloody Hand Scholar had returned to the world soon spread throughout the world.

Ji Yang walked all the way and headed straight for the capital.

The news had already reached the capital.

……

Rongning two mansions.

The old lady sat in the main seat of Rongqing Hall with an unpleasant look on her face. Her old hands grasped Lin Daiyu's white and tender wrists, as if she could absorb the essence of Lin Daiyu's youth and make her younger. As she glanced over, Lin Daiyu was worried.

The former Phoenix Egg Big Face Baby stood obediently by the side, lowering his head and not daring to say a word.

Jia Zheng and Jia She also lowered their heads, as obedient as little lambs, without the majesty of the eldest master and second uncle in the past.

The other young girls and wives remained silent.

On the other hand, Qin Keqing, Youshi, Wang Xifeng and Li Wan beside them seemed a little worried, but there was no panic on their pretty faces.

The old lady sighed and said, "How come the world is in chaos all of a sudden?"

Jia Zheng's voice trembled: "My son has received a message that the royal family wants to slaughter all the dignitaries in the city, seize their wealth and population, and flee to the border."

The old lady's face turned cold: "How do each family deal with it?"

"Everyone closes their doors, puts on their armor and mounts their horses, stands ready for battle, and is united in spirit."

"What about my Jia family?"

"Son..." Jia Zheng lowered his head in shame and remained silent.

The old lady's face turned pale. She raised her hands and slapped the armrests of the seat, scolding anxiously and angrily, "You will enjoy your wealth and happiness tomorrow. Now that your family is in trouble, there is not a single man who can wear armor and hold a sword to protect your family?"

"My Jia family was founded on merit, how come it has only been a few years, how come it has declined to this point?"

"Tell me, how much of the bravery of your ancestors do you still have? Lian'er..."

Jia Lian shuddered all over and cried, "Madam, this can't be blamed on us. Didn't everyone in the family say that martial arts training is useless?"

The old lady's expression froze. The root of the problem was still with her, but she had her own explanation: "The old lady did ask you to study, but did you study? Did you succeed?"

Jia Lian had nothing to say, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

The old lady was so angry that she felt pain in her heart: "Yes, I don't support you practicing martial arts, but we are a family of martial arts. If we continue to maintain the martial spirit, we will inevitably be suspected by the royal family. I am also doing this for the good of the Jia family."

"I just didn't expect that the world would be in chaos so quickly."

The old lady's face turned grim. "I don't know what the royal family is going to do. Or do they want to take this opportunity to carry out another massacre?"

Jia Zheng and Jia She were puzzled. The old lady rolled her eyes at her two sons and turned around and said, "Yuanyang."

"exist."

"How many people are there at home?"

Yuanyang pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "There are less than 500 people now. The offerings have been decreasing over the years, and practicing martial arts consumes a lot of energy."

The old lady closed her eyes with an unnatural expression: "Send a message and ask them to come back."

Yuanyang's face changed: "Old lady, there is no man in the house who can control everyone. If I enter the yard and see all the beautiful girls..."

The old lady's eyes suddenly widened, and her gaze swept over the group of beautiful and graceful daughters-in-law and granddaughters in front of her. The old lady breathed rapidly and covered her chest: "Send the token to the Niu family, and tell the servants to pack up their things. Go quickly, except for the personal maids, no one should stay here."

Yuanyang breathed a sigh of relief, and did not explain to the group of puzzled masters. He just went to give orders to the servants as per ancient practice.

Qin Keqing knelt down and bowed, saying delicately, "Grandfather, my brother is still in Ning Mansion. I will go and call him over."

The old lady didn't allow it: "You are not allowed to go, just send a servant over. By the way, where is Rong'er?"

Qin Keqing smiled awkwardly: "Master, he...he must have drunk too much again."

The old lady's face darkened again when she heard this, and she just ordered people to carry Jia Rong over. After a while, only the old lady and the family members of the Jia family were left in Rongqing Hall. Seeing that everyone was still there, the old lady finally regained her composure and ordered slowly: "Yuanyang, send someone to inform the relatives in Rongning Second Street, saying that the Rongning Second Mansion is in danger of being destroyed, and let them flee to Jinling for their lives."

Yuanyang's scalp tingled when he heard this, but he still nodded and went out to deliver the message.

When Yuanyang came back, she closed the door of Rongqing Hall without waiting for instructions. The old lady struggled to get up and looked around reluctantly: "These riches can't be taken away."

Her eyes were dim. Without these riches, would these children and grandchildren still listen to her? She wanted to die here even if she was heartbroken, but looking at these useless descendants in the family, the old lady felt that she could not die.

"Everyone here is our family. The imperial court will definitely not place spies among our family, right?"

The old lady laughed at herself and glanced at Jia Zheng and the others: "The servants are still packing up. The court won't get any news for a while. Let's take this opportunity to leave."

"Don't worry. Even if the imperial court finds out something is wrong, the relatives on Rongning Street outside will be able to stop it in a panic."

"As long as we leave the capital, we will be generally safe."

Yuanyang pushed the old lady's chair away, revealing a dark hole underneath. She helped the old lady walk down, and a group of family members followed in panic.

When the entrance was closed and a dim light was lit in the secret passage, Jia Zheng finally spoke: "Mother, the eldest girl is still in the palace."

The old lady said without even turning her head: "I can only apologize to her. We don't know how many of our family members will survive."

Jia She smiled and said, "With mother here, we will definitely be able to leave the city in peace."

The old lady said: "You are stupid. You can't lift anything with your hands or carry anything with your shoulders. What can you do even if you leave the city? A few bandits can kill your whole family. A few villagers can capture you men."

Jia She was embarrassed when he heard this. The old lady said, "If it is safe outside the city, you must practice martial arts well. Now that the title is gone, you don't have to stare at each other with intrigue."

After saying this, he said no more, and was supported by Yuanyang as he stumbled forward along the passage.

The old lady was panting. It was a pity that she had lived a life of luxury and seldom left Rongqing Hall. Although the tunnel was flat, digging it out of the imperial city was a huge project, and it was bound to be winding.

In addition, the capital city is huge and the distance is far.

This group of delicate young masters and young ladies who usually never walked began to feel sore feet and numb thighs after walking for a while.

The old lady couldn't walk anymore. She looked back and sighed, angry and anxious, muttering: "I can't give up my family's martial arts."

Yuanyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, old ancestor, with Yuanyang here, nothing will happen to you."

The old lady smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter if I get into trouble or not. If something goes wrong, you can take Brother Lan and Brother Huan away, and the rest... don't worry about it."

Yuanyang looked at the old lady in surprise. The old lady muttered, "If you are rich and powerful, you won't need Brother Huan. If you are displaced in the future, I'm afraid only a shameless Jia Huan can survive."

Yuanyang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what the old lady said made sense.

If he really were to be displaced in the future, for someone like Jia Baoyu, dying of starvation would be considered honorable.

(End of this chapter)