Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

It's up to you to come forward and settle this matter?

Ji Chengzong looked at the killing monk standing outside the flower hall.

His robes were dirty and slightly ragged, his face was thin and his body was shriveled.

There is no great virtue, and it is not very different from the beggars in the outer city.

Can this make friendship with Duke Liang?

Could it be counted as a glance across two streets?

"Master, don't get involved in this muddy water."

For the sake of his nephew, Ji Chengzong suppressed his anxiety and waved his hand:

"What kind of friendship is not friendship, you don't know how powerful Duke Liang is.

The noble brother of a saint, the in-law of His Royal Highness...

Alas, Kuro was young and vigorous, just like my dead elder brother when he was young, and he couldn't bear the slightest grievance.

As an ordinary person, after hitting a wall a few times, you will wake up.

Piansheng Jiuro has good skills and strong means, and he has never suffered a loss... Only then did such a catastrophe happen. "

The parched face of the killing monk moved, and said softly:

"Old Na understands, donor Ji doesn't need to worry too much.

Kuro is no longer the unknown person who was trampled on and wantonly kneaded.

He is now a hundred households of the Fusi Division in Beizhen, and he is deeply appreciated by Shangguan.

If something goes wrong, thousands of households and the commander will be guaranteed a guarantee.

not to mention……"

The old monk paused for a while and didn't speak any further.

With one hand on his chest, he gave a salute and walked outside the mansion.

"Master, please stay!

The Duke of Liang’s government has deep roots, it’s useless for you to reason with them…”

With the comfort of the killing monk, Ji Chengzong inexplicably felt certain in his heart, and his panic mood slowly dissipated.

He hurriedly stopped the old monk, for fear that the other party would really go to the palace to find death.

"Lao Na and Jiulang have a good relationship, and only after he took him in, did he have a place to live."

The killing monk drooped his eyelids and said lightly:

"Now he has committed a murder and offended the grandfather of the country.

The old man is willing to save the soul of the guest for the guest, in order to cool the anger of the prince.

If he is reasonable, he will not continue to pursue it. "

Ji Chengzong was stunned when he heard the words, and was about to leave to stop him.

But seeing that the old monk was not staying, his footsteps were flying, and he quickly disappeared outside the gate of the house.

Reasonable?

Duke Liang?

What a joke!

It was a soldier of the world who made great achievements in battle, killed Yingye, and once built hundreds of Jingguan outside the customs.

The firmness of the mind will not be easily shaken.

Unless the Buddha was alive and opened the altar to preach, how could he influence the heart of iron and stone.

Ji Chengzong shook his head and sighed, and sat down in the chair.

In his heart, he wondered how to raise enough silver taels to rescue his nephew.

...

...

The slaughtering monk left the mansion and went to the patrol camp set up by the soldiers and horses in Datongfang.

After the pouring rain in the middle of the night, the streets were fresh and clean, and pedestrians were woven.

In a moment, the old monk came to the place.

There are two armored sergeants guarding the door, and there are scattered good people around.

While looking inside, he nibbled melon seeds and said some gossip.

Most of the people in the capital are like this, and the falling of the sky does not prevent them from joining in the fun.

"Have you heard? A hundred households in Fusi, Beizhen, broke in last night and killed someone."

"How can I not know, the commotion was so loud that it was like an earth dragon turning over, and I was so frightened that I kicked my mother-in-law out of bed!"

"No wonder you have a few pieces of black on your face, and you said you fell!"

"Bah! Do you know who died? A guest of the Duke of Liang's mansion... that hundred households are so courageous, even such a big person dares to offend."

"Do you think that the murderers are the generals? Ji Taisui of Beizhen Fusi, the living King of Hell in Wannian County, the original Hu and Zeng families, who destroyed the family and broke the family, are the work of this master."

"No matter how ruthless Grandpa Tai Sui is, can he fight against the prince of the dynasty?"

"That's also..."

The killing monk listened quietly, lowered his head and recited:

"The physical body walks in the mundane world, like a leaf covering the eyes, ordinary people do not know the true Dharma."

Then, holding a broken bowl, he walked into the patrol camp with a blank face.

The two armored sergeants turned a blind eye, as if they did not see the figure of the old monk.

The robe fluttered and passed by.

The killing monk first went to the collapsed house and caught a glimpse of the remaining traces.

"Very strong yin and evil spirit, resentment, hatred, fierceness, cruelty... I set up an altar and cultivated the way of ghosts.

Side door sorcery, more than enough to die! "

The old monk's eyelids twitched, and the doubts in his heart dissipated in an instant.

His line has always been single-handed, and he is very cautious in accepting apprentices.

Therefore, a teacher not only has the responsibility of teaching the Dharma, but also has the responsibility of protecting the Tao.

But it's not the kind that treats it like a treasure and keeps it close at all times to ensure that the apprentice will not suffer the slightest danger.

The killing monk made several shots before and after, all because the Duke of Liang's government used the big to bully the small and the strong to bully the weak, so he let go of the compassion in his heart.

He is a monk himself, and when it is not necessary, he does not want to do anything, and he does not want to break the precept of killing.

"Yang Hong is domineering and domineering, with a high self-esteem, he can't afford to suffer any loss, and he only bowed his head to the sage Jingchao in his life...

This time, Kuro's blatant attack and killing must have been forced to nowhere.

He never told the old man that he was worried that he would not be a teacher or apprentice and would be involved in trouble for nothing... He is indeed a good apprentice who is sensible. "

The old monk guessed.

Gu Jing Bubo's mood rippled, and his drooping eyelids were slightly lifted.

There was a hint of anger flashing across the kind-hearted face.

The monk's robe is automatic without wind, sticking to the shriveled body.

It was as if balls of thunder were exploded in flesh and blood, containing extremely terrifying explosive energy.

"It's weird, there are no dark clouds in the blue sky, and there is a thunderstorm?"

Wang Wu, who was cleaning up the broken tiles and charred wood of the collapsed house, suddenly raised his head with a puzzled look in his eyes.

To the killing monk standing next to him, it seemed that he did not see it at all.

The thunder came and went quickly.

The old monk recited the Heart Sutra, like a knife slashing an axe, smoothing out the hostile aura in his chest.

He looked at the place where the altar was set up and stomped lightly.

Silent and silent.

Only the breeze was blowing.

Completely dispel the lingering yin and filthy aura.

After doing this, the killing monk kept his body in a state of decay, and Shi Shiran left the patrol camp.

He walked unhurriedly and went straight to the outside of the city gate.

...

...

Beizhen Fusi, the government office lobby.

Several groups of intense blood gushed out, and the vigorous spirit was like a wave.

It rolled and slapped in all directions.

The three-level warriors who have changed their blood and have been repeatedly trained, as if they were real.

Just releasing the breath is enough to suppress the second and first realms with a slightly lower realm.

Today, in the hall of the official yamen of Beizhen Fusi, there are five or six court-ordered officials who have completed their blood changes and take their seats.

The chilling atmosphere, like the majestic Great Mountain, was pressing in my heart, making it hard to breathe.

Several general flags serving tea and water trembled in their legs and sweated on their foreheads.

It seems that ordinary people enter the deep mountains and old forests and encounter a big worm with hanging eyes and white foreheads.

"Commander Ao, we only ask for an explanation today.

No matter how much you protect the calf, you can't leave the court laws behind, right? "

One person was the first to speak out, and he was wearing a third-grade military attache Buzi.

His face was heavy like dates, Yan had a tiger's beard, and his shoulders were wide open.

His eyes were full of brilliance, and his spirit was extraordinary.

"This commander has captured the perpetrator and locked it in the yamen, awaiting trial.

Dare to ask Xu Shilang, what additional explanation do you want? "

Head up the lobby, left and right.

They were Song Huan and Ao Jing, the commanders of the Fu Division of the North and South Towns.

The latter had a calm demeanor, sipping the fragrant tea leisurely, as if he did not take the question from the Minister of War at all.

"Hundred households of Beizhen Fusi committed a murder case and handed over to Beizhen Fusi for trial? Don't they have to avoid suspicion? There is no such rule.

You keep the door behind yourselves, and no matter what the outcome of the trial will be, I'm afraid it will be hard to say a word of fairness!

That Ji Yuan was daring and forced his way into the army and horse division patrol camp. In this case, he might as well hand it over to the Ministry of War.

Coupled with the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple, there will be a three-division joint trial, so it is reasonable and legal. "

The Minister of War, Xu Shilang, had a low voice and a firm attitude. He was firm and decisive.

"It fits ass."

Ao Jing snorted, spit out a piece of bitter tea, and retorted without grace:

"A gang of gangsters in the Ministry of War will also try cases? Do you know how to verify and verify the facts of the case?

Know how to explore a murder scene for clues? Don't put money on your face!

As for the Ministry of Punishment, it was nothing but a few. In the past few squares in the outer city, the prostitutes died violently, and the watchmen were dismembered.

In the end, it was transferred to Beiya, but it was broken in a few days.

When it comes to investigating and adjudicating cases, we have to rely on our Beizhen Fu... Heilongtai!

Commander Song, don't you think so? "

Song Huan, who looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, didn't want to deal with this rude and reckless husband, but everyone was under the jurisdiction of Heilongtai.

At this time, I had to agree to the outside world, nodding lightly and saying:

"Ah...that's right, Commander Ao said it well.

People from Beizhen Fusi committed a crime, and naturally the Beizhen Fusi should try it.

As the saying goes, people who are virtuous should not avoid relatives, nor should they be avoided when investigating a case. Those who are capable come first. "

Seeing the two commanders of the North and South Yamen sing a harmony, Xu Shilang couldn't help but get angry and shouted:

"You are clearly trying to cover up the murderer! Killing for life is just and right!

Ji Yuan, he boldly and forcefully entered the patrol camp, this is without a line of discipline and contempt for the imperial court!

Afterwards, he assassinated Yuan Bo, the guest of the imperial government's residence, with a knife.

Commander Ao, this son is domineering and arrogant, domineering and fierce, sooner or later it will cause a catastrophe, it is better to deal with it as soon as possible!

Today, the lords of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment are all here, whether to hand over someone or not, I am afraid that you will not be the one to decide! "

Ao Jing's big Maitreya-like face suddenly turned cold.

The two eyebrows were raised high and then twisted into a ball.

The majestic body, like the flesh, pressed forward.

"Very well, this commander likes to deal with unruly people the most.

Wouldn't it be easy for you to get straight to the point like this.

We are the second grade, and the official position is one level higher than you, should I let you have one hand?

Come! Is it a walk in the ring, or is it to find a place nearby? "

boom!

Ao Jing stood up abruptly, like a Pillar of Celestials propping up the sky, surrounded by a huge blue dragon with angry eyes and beards.

The bubbling blood energy and essence energy seemed to be opening a floodgate to release the flood, and it continued to spread all over the body.

The whole hall of the government office was shaky, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Horrified, the expressions of the thousands and hundreds of households outside the yamen changed greatly, and they retreated even further.

"Commander Ao, you are determined to protect a murderer, and you are not afraid of being dragged into the water and unable to escape?"

Xu Shilang was also furious and stood up from the table.

Mercury-like blood rushes out of the skin and penetrates the pores.

Like an electric snake wandering around, lingering on the body surface.

"Xu Shilang's words are ridiculous or not?

Do you know how many murders happen in one day in Tianjing?

Gambling stalls in the outer city collect debts, fight in martial arts halls, form feuds in rivers and lakes, gangs kill their mouths... There are always twenty or thirty cases.

It's just because Jiulang killed Keqing of the Duke's Mansion, a scumbag who raised little devils, practiced sorcery, and used outsiders to harm people.

Then he alerted a minister of the Ministry of War, two chiefs of the Ministry of Punishment, the commander-in-chief of the military and horses of the five cities, and the chief of the Dali Temple... You are really dedicated to the public and unselfish!

When a domestic dog died in the Duke of Liang's mansion, the officials of the third and fourth rank of the imperial court were busy with their work.

Another day, if the grandfather of the country returns to the sky, wouldn't you still fight to go to the grave and be a filial son? "

These words were extremely mean, almost a slap in the face.

How could Xu Shilang be able to bear it, his blood surged up immediately, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

"Ao Jing! You are so arrogant! How dare you criticize the Duke, this official will definitely give you a copy!"

His face trembled wildly, mobilizing his inner qi.

Taking a sudden step, the air swept up and lifted the official robe.

The incomparably hard long green bricks are covered with cracks like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, the soldier of the Ministry of War stretched his fingers and shot out of thin air.

It sounded like a thunderbolt!

Quick and urgent!

A large viscous white wave was shaken!

It's hard to think of resistance!

"Good come!"

Ao Jing smiled coldly, and directly used the eight major forces of Panlong to explore the claws, and the power was a hundred times stronger than Qin Qianhu!

The majestic body like a mountain of flesh turned into an afterimage that roared and moved.

The surging palm strength is like the condensed and condensed condensed beads, as if there are bursts of dragon roars circling.

Between the electric light and flint, the two are palm to palm!

Bang!

Blast!

The fierce air waves turned into boundless dragons, showing their teeth and claws, ravaging the government office.

When the palms collided, Xu Shilang secretly thought that it was not good.

He seemed to have hit a towering mountain head-on, and he couldn't shake it.

The knife and spear protruded, and the mighty momentum of the silver bottle suddenly stopped abruptly.

The huge anti-shock force swept in, causing the body to stagger.

"retreat!"

Ao Jing roared angrily, the inner energy of his limbs rolled like a dragon, and the majestic energy and blood seemed like a volcanic eruption.

It was like a dragon above the nine heavens, probing its claws heavily and pressing down.

Xu Shilang couldn't hold it any longer, as if he was hit hard, he raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The pace of the footsteps went backwards, and they were actually slammed back into the original seat.

Reluctantly holding the handrail, he didn't roll to the ground.

"Do it with me, you have to let Yang Hong's darling be the son, Zhao Wulie is the one!

A few great achievements in exchange blood dare to come to the door to find fault. If outsiders know about it, they will think that this commander is bullying the small and the strong bullying the weak! "

Ao Jing raised his sleeves and put his hands behind him.

"This official will definitely join you! Beizhen Fusi Mu is lawless and protects the murderer. Ao Jing, you cover the sky with one hand, contempt for the imperial power, and ignore the emperor's favor!"

The corners of Xu Shilang's mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were dazzlingly red.

The third-grade Buzi on the chest actually tore a crack.

The originally full body protection dragon and tiger aura was also reduced by more than half.

As the second-in-command of the Ministry of War, when did he suffer such humiliation?

Beizhen Fusi, bullying is too much!

"Xu Shilang, you came to your door today to hold you accountable, have you asked Jiang Shangshu?

If you don't have his approval, you will collude with the Ministry of Punishment, the Military and Horse Division, and the Dali Temple without authorization, and go to the official office of the Fusi Division in Beizhen to slap and roll.

This...isn't the norm? "

Song Huan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, so he picked up the tea bowl so as not to break it.

Holding the lid and gently scraping it twice, Pi Xiaorou said without a smile:

"When I see Jiang Shangshu when I have time, this commander should ask him carefully.

In the Ministry of War, is it the grandfather of the country who has the final say, or... the prince has the final say. "

Xu Shilang's heart froze, and his expression became a little ugly.

The Minister of War, Jiang Guichuan, belonged to the prince's party, and now that Donggong has not expressed his position, he charged into the battle for the Duke of Liang.

It really doesn't sound good when it's spread out, and it's necessary to greatly reduce the impression.

"Don't be too happy, Grandpa Guo is on his way back to Beijing.

No matter how high the threshold of the Beizhen Fusi Division is, can it stop the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Duke of the Sage? "

Xu Shilang snorted coldly and changed the subject.

But as soon as his voice fell, a young eunuch shouted loudly outside the yamen:

"The decree from the East Palace!"

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ps: The mouth is a little better, it doesn't hurt so much, try to write a little more, it may not be there~