Ungodly Evil Spirit

"There is some truth to what you said, what idea do you have to deal with that person?" Ye Fan nodded after listening, and asked back.

After hearing this, Xie Yuan pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's not that our subordinates are willing to fall, but that our strength is too weak than Pingyang County. If we want to deal with Fu Taishou, we can only do it through the governor and the dynasty!"

"As long as the adults can grasp the evidence, they can naturally put Fu Taishou to death."

"I already have the evidence, what should I do?"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up after listening.

"There are still two months to be the annual meeting in Fuzhou. At that time, all the prefects will report to the governor about their achievements in the past year. Your honor, your new official will receive special attention when you take office. The governor's death will be investigated by the governor!"

Xie Yuan made suggestions for Ye Fan.

"It makes sense, then do it!"

Ye Fan nodded.

Now he is in the dynasty, and dealing with a person is no longer as good as in the sect. The dynasty has the rules of the dynasty. If he takes tough measures, he will be caught by others, which has great disadvantages.

After discussing with Xie Yuan, Ye Fan returned to his residence to rest.

The next few days will be the days for Pingyong County to complete rectification.

The malignant tumor of the Yuan family was strongly removed, and Yuelai City was finally cleaned.

The other nine cities gradually arranged for a new city owner.

As the prefect, Ye Fan was extremely busy.

...

At the moment when Pyeongyo County is developing steadily, another place has already exploded.

A middle-aged man, like an ant on a hot pot, wanders around in the main hall of the prefecture every day.

"Trash, it's really trash. You can't do such a small thing. What's the use of the prefect?"

The middle-aged man kicked the man who reported the news under him with a kick, furious.

"Master Taishou, that boy, Sun E, protected the woman very well. This time, even a fly can't fly in the Yuelai City Taishou's mansion. We really can't start!"

The man said with a bitter face.

"Go away, this prefect doesn't want to see you again!"

The middle-aged man drove away directly.

This person was naturally Fu Yuan. After learning that Sun E had been rescued, he could hardly sleep and eat.

Whether or not the woman knows the truth, she must never stay.

"Fu Taishou, this is all my fault, and I hope to give me another chance!"

Just as the servants left in a hurry, a man with a sharp eyebrow and stars came to the hall on his own initiative and asked for instructions.

"Xu Ke? Is your injury healed?"

Seeing the visitor, Fu Taishou's expression slightly improved, and he expressed condolences.

"I have almost recovered. In that matter, I did not expect that there would be another master, so I lost. This time I will be able to succeed!"

Xu Ke made a firm promise with guilt on his face.

"Okay, this prefect can trust you again, but the strength of those two people is above you, what are you going to do?" Fu Yuan's eyes lit up.

"My sword is not allowed to have a false name. This time I will take the swordsman pill. By then, the sword's light will be increased by a hundred, and the sword power will be increased by a hundred times. I will definitely defeat the new prefect, and take his first level to see you!"

Xu Ke said confidently.

"Okay, so the best, I'll take care of the aftermath!"

Fu Yuan thought about it for a while, and then agreed, but in the end he was a little worried: "Kill at that time, and focus on killing Sun E. This person must die. As for the new prefect, you can do what you can!"

"Yes!"

Xu Ke's eyes dimmed slightly after listening, and Fu Yuan didn't completely believe him in the end.

Being able to give another opportunity is already a great gift.

It's a pity that Xu Ke is not satisfied with this, Ye Fan, he must kill, the shame of Yixue's failed mission.

...

On this day, the main hall of the Prefect.

A middle-aged and elderly man fell to his knees and said gratefully: "Thank you, the prefect for revenge for us!"

"Hehe, get up quickly!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly when he saw it, and stepped forward to help Qiu Zhong and Old Man Lin. Beside them, there was an old monk. Although he didn't give a big gift, he bowed slightly and said a sign.

"My lord, the little one never thought that you were... hey... you said something like that before, so I feel ashamed to think about it now!"

When Qiu Zhong saw Ye Fan again, he couldn't help being ashamed.

"Haha, it does not matter, I should still be grateful to you, it is you who let me see the voice of the people!"

Ye Fan smiled lightly.

"My lord's heart is really open-minded, and the old man wanted to apologize for his disrespect, but now it seems that I don't need it!"

The old man Lin on the side nodded in appreciation and interjected.

"Naturally not!"

Ye Fan waved his hand, and said at the same time: "By the way, you come to see me this time, and I happen to have something to find you!"

"My lord needs us for anything, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Old Man Lin immediately followed.

"I fell in love with the two of you. Nowadays, there are few people in the prefectural palace. If the two of you don't dislike it, can you help me!"

Ye Fan said out of his mind.

"My lord wants us to stay in the Taishou Mansion?" Old Man Lin and Qiu Zhong both were surprised.

"Exactly, the prefectural mansion still lacks a general manager and a guard at this moment. If you two don't dislike it, come over!"

Ye Fan invited.

"This... then it's better to be respectful than fate!"

For Ye Fan's kindness, Old Man Lin and the two naturally couldn't refuse. It was a great honor for them to enter the Taishou Mansion.

As for Ye Fan, when they came to Yuelai City, the only people who could believe were them. Arranging them by his side was far more reassuring than those.

"By the way, this master is..."

Ye Fan went through business and finally looked at the monk standing aside.

He was brought by both Qiu Zhong, so he was not blocked.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's spiritual treasure, see the prefect!"

The monk leaned slightly towards Ye Fan again.

"The magistrate's body has a righteous breath and a gentle demeanor. He must be a Buddhist cultivator too!"

The monk glanced at Ye Fan and directly named Ye Fan's identity.

"The master really has a vision. I am indeed a Buddhist cultivator. I don't know if the master comes, what's the matter?"

Ye Fan was slightly surprised, and immediately asked.

"The poor monk wants to make a deal with an adult. For people of Buddhism and Taoism, it is a Dharma predestiny!"

The monk is straight to the point.

"Dharma Fate?" Ye Fan couldn't understand it.

"Yuelai City has outstanding people, and the poor monks hope that the adults can repair the Buddhist hall and cultivate a variety of good destinies. In return, the adults will get a Buddhist treasure!"

The monk simply said.

"Buddhist treasure!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, the feeling monk really had a deal with him to repair the Buddhist hall, which is understandable.

But Ye Fan was interested in that Buddhist treasure.

What kind of Buddhist treasures can there be in these cities?