What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

In the eyes of others, that ax was just a wood-chopping ax, but in his mind, it was a righteous ax recognized by his master.

You can throw anything, but not the ax.

The policeman who was lifted up by his head struggled like a three-year-old child.

"Stinky Taoist, let me go." The policeman never expected that such a thing would happen. "Here comes someone. The prisoner has escaped. Come here."

shouted.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry, he just waited for a while, but still no one came.

"You screamed loudly and no one paid attention to you?" Lin Fan asked.

At this time, the policeman suddenly remembered.

He seemed to be the only one guarding the dungeon.

In the past, no one was guarding the dungeon, and everyone went gambling. As for why he didn't go, it was because he was short of money. He wanted to catch a Taoist priest, so he took the initiative to guard the dungeon, thinking of making a lot of money and enriching his wallet. .

Who would have thought that this stinky Taoist priest could escape from prison.

"What do you want to do? I advise you to go back to prison honestly, otherwise..."

The words are not finished yet.

He was interrupted by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan pulled his head in front of him and looked directly at it, "Where is my axe?"

"I……"

Bang!

It seemed that this guy didn't know, so he just waved his hand, causing his head to collide with the wall.

Let go.

The body slipped.

There was a pool of blood on the wall.

"Mad, it's so bad that there is only one person guarding the dungeon where felons are held."

Lin Fan looked back at the dark depths of the dungeon.

You can vaguely see the head sticking out.

Forget it, since I don’t dare to leave.

Then stay here for now.

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the dungeon. When he was about to reach the exit, he suddenly found the ax placed on the table.

"You are so stubborn that you won't say anything until your death."

He put the ax behind his waist, shook his head, and stepped out of the dungeon. The sunlight outside shrouded him. He looked up at the bright sky and couldn't help but think of the dark dungeon.

Darkness and light.

Who can tell clearly who is true and who is false.

…

Inn.

The waiter sat there with his chin propped up and looking at the street. His mind was completely gone. All he could think about was the two girls. He thought he would be able to happily watch the battle tonight, but who would have thought that he would be killed by the county magistrate. The young master has made an internal decision.

This is bullshit.

The sound of footsteps was heard, and a figure walked into the store.

"No more business, let's find another one." The waiter said weakly.

This is what the shopkeeper means.

Stop picking up customers.

In case something goes wrong, if something does happen, then he will not open this inn.

Only when you see the true face of the person coming.

The waiter stood up with a bang and hit his knee on the table leg. He grimaced in pain and bent down to rub his knee.

"Tao, Taoist Master, why are you out?"

The waiter was confused.

He watched the Taoist Master being taken away with his own eyes.

As for coming out, that is definitely impossible. Those policemen are Zhou Bapi and they are very ruthless. As long as they are locked up, they can't even think about coming out.

The last time I arrested a strong man for the crime, I arrested him on the head. If the shopkeeper hadn't given him some silver, he would have eaten cockroaches in there.

"I behave upright, sit upright, and have reconciled with them in good faith, so I came out." Lin Fan said.

At this time, he was wearing his Taoist robe very properly.

To be honest, he still prefers the gentle and reasonable person he is, rather than the ferocious appearance of wearing a monk's robe backwards and chopping with an axe.

Waiter:? ? ?

Doing the right thing?

Sitting properly?

reconciliation?

To be honest, he really didn't believe it at all, but now that the Taoist priest was right in front of him, it was okay not to believe it.

Lin Fan found a seat and sat down, "Can you please bring me a bowl of beef noodles for Pindao? I want authentic beef noodles."

"Okay."

The waiter couldn't figure it out, but he did as he was told.

Lin Fan has a strong sense of meat.

You can tell if it's beef when you smell it.

After all, it often happens in this world that people are replaced by other kinds of flesh.

…

at this time.

The county gate.

Several detectives stood there, eagerly waiting for the son of the county magistrate's family to return from his outing.

"Boss, when will Mr. Huang come back?" a police officer asked.

"It should be soon."

The catcher stared into the distance, "We made Mr. Huang happy this time and got a silver reward. We brothers will go have a good time tonight."

It stands to reason that as police officers, even if they go to a brothel, what will happen even if they don't pay.

But it's a pity.

The brothels in the county are all the property of the county magistrate.

Whoever steps on a horse dares to have sex for nothing.

"Grandma, grandma..."

There was a cry.

The catcher looked at the situation in the corner and was quite dissatisfied, "Tell that bastard to get out of here. He is crying. Mr. Huang will come later and he will be very annoyed by the crying. Our work as brothers will be in vain."

"Got it, head."

A detective walked toward the child.

There was an old man starving to death in the corner, and his young grandson was shaking the body.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

It sounded like punches and kicks, and there was a thud as someone was thrown aside.

The detective who handled the matter came back and nodded. His meaning was very clear. It had been handled and there was no problem.

This kind of thing is actually normal in Jinyang County.

People die every day.

But no one will care about these things.

It didn't take long.

A carriage drove slowly from a distance.

"Coming."

A reminder sounded.

Many of the detectives cheered up and stared at the approaching carriage with burning eyes.

They really envy Mr. Huang, he is so good at reincarnation.

The carriage stopped, and the person driving the carriage was Mr. Huang's personal entourage.

"What's the matter with you?" the attendant asked. If ordinary people were blocking the way, they would have been whipped down long ago.

"Young Master Huang, we have something great to report to you." The police chief said hurriedly.

A hand stretched out from the car and opened the curtain, revealing a pale and somewhat sinister face.

"What happened?"

The chief of the police told the truth about the situation of the two women, patting his chest and vowing to do so. If there was any falsehood, he would be struck by lightning.

Mr. Huang squinted his eyes, feeling moved.

"Let's go and have a look."

Hearing this, the chief catcher showed joy, knowing that this hand was really stable.

Then they walked on the road in front, followed by the carriage. The pedestrians on the street gave way one after another. Everyone knew that it was the carriage belonging to the county magistrate's family. If they really dared to block the road, the policeman walking in front could chop them to death with a knife.

Arrive at the inn soon.

The police chief stood beside the carriage, "Young Master Huang, this is it. I asked the brothers to clear the place and guard the gate for the Young Master to make sure not even a fly can get in."

I thought that Mr. Huang would be eager to get off the carriage, but who would have thought that an urging voice came from the carriage.

"Let's go back home, quickly."

"Master Huang..."

The police chief was stunned.

What's going on?

You've already come, why are you suddenly going back home?

But he didn't dare to stop him and could only watch the carriage leave.

"Boss, Mr. Huang, what's going on?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

The chief police officer looked very ugly.

This was different from what he thought.

It stands to reason that Mr. Huang would raise the corners of his mouth, lick his lips, and rush towards the inn impatiently. Then he waved his hand and told them to wait outside, and then the woman's screams would be heard from inside, as well as Mr. Huang's look like Animal-like excitement.

This was not a random guess on his part.

After all, they had done this kind of thing a lot.

At this time, a round-faced detective frowned. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I understand."

brush!

Everyone looked at him.

After getting everyone's attention, he held his head up proudly, "I think Mr. Huang must be playing a sitcom. Some time ago, I saw Mr. Huang with my own eyes and heard the scholar talk about 'Yang Daxia Saves the Little Girl'. At that time, Mr. Huang It sounded like concentration.

So I'm sure that this is Mr. Huang's test for us. We sent the two girls to the Huang Mansion, and then pretended to be rapists and asked them to cry for help. We lured Mr. Huang out and acted as heroes. I think Huang The young master will definitely be very happy. "

When the police chief heard this, his eyes lit up and he patted his head, "Oh, what you said makes sense, awesome. I never saw you having such an idea before. Yes, that must be the case. Let's go in. ”

"Okay."

The detectives walked towards the inn with great strides.

…

At this time, the attendant driving the carriage felt quite strange.

Has the young master changed his gender?

Actually want to go home.

I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out.

Inside the carriage.

Mr. Huang touched the jet black jade pendant hanging on his chest, his expression serious.

"The jade pendant is hot. I didn't expect that there is a Taoist guy in the inn. But who is it?"

He didn't want to go in, but approached the inn, and the jade pendant on his chest became hot. This was given to him by his master. If there are practitioners around, he will get hot, so be careful.

Therefore, he did not dare to stay and could only leave in a hurry.

Don't worry about anything else.

He had to have a good chat with his master and explain the matter.

…

"Okay, why are you, a stinky Taoist priest, here?" The police chief entered the inn and saw Lin Fan eating beef noodles. He thought he was looking at him and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

That's right, it's that smelly Taoist priest.

Obviously locked up in a dungeon.

How come it appears here?

Lin Fan held the bowl and drank all the soup in one gulp. He put the bowl down and looked at them, "Why can't I be here?"

"You killed someone and you should be in the dungeon."

"No, no, Pindao thought about it in the dungeon and felt that Pindao was not wrong. That person wanted to attack Pindao's followers. How could Pindao just sit idly by and kill him? He had no choice but to kill him," Lin Fan said.

"fart."

Sonorous!

The detectives drew their swords and stared at him eagerly.

Lin Fan said: "Dear donors, you must be reasonable in your conduct. As police officers, you are supposed to maintain justice, hoe the strong and help the weak, and benefit the people. However, in the eyes of poor Taoists, you are helping the tyrants, oppressing the people, and doing all kinds of evil. Can you be worthy of the people's treatment of you?" expectations?”

As soon as this was said, the detectives laughed.

"Stinky Taoist priest, are you mentally ill?" the police chief sneered, "You don't even look at your own situation. As a Taoist with two female relatives, you still have the nerve to criticize us?"

"Alas." Lin Fan shook his head. Under the eyes of merit, the group of policemen in front of him were no longer human beings. In reality, they were just a group of dark things that could only move. They bared their teeth and claws, and were ferocious and terrifying. Even if the Tathagata came to this world. Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately can't wash away the sins on them.

It's hopeless, totally hopeless.

"Dear donors, I have something I don't understand. Those people in the dungeon have done nothing wrong. Why do they have to be locked up? Is there no one above to take care of it?"

He wanted to know whether the world today was caused by demons or the root cause was rotten.

The head of the police said: "Because some things must be taken care of by someone. In fact, it doesn't matter whether they are arrested or not, but we have to give an explanation to the families of the victims. You, a stinky Taoist priest, have the leisure to take care of your current situation."

"Alas." Lin Fan sighed again, and finally had nothing to say. He stood up, took off his Taoist robe, and put it on inside out. "Since I entered the world, I have always wanted to convince people with virtue and persuade you who have lost your way to return to the right path, but I know that I am not practicing enough and cannot convince you with reason. In this case... I can only convince people with force and send you to hell to repent."

After tying the Taoist robe worn inside out, he slowly raised his head, and his eyes changed from clear and compassionate to sharp.

He picked up the axe and walked towards them step by step.

A constable stepped forward angrily, "Stinky..."

Puff!

The sharp axe slashed out and cut off the opponent's face.

"Ah..." The constable covered his face and screamed, blood splashed on his face like it was free. Lin Fan wiped the blood on his face, raised the corner of his mouth, and revealed a ferocious look.

"The world is like this, reason can't save the people, we can only pick up the axe to chop out a bright world."

"Die for me."

Once he decided to kill.

No one could stop him.

The waiter hiding under the table was terrified and looked at the constable who fell to the ground with his eyes open. He didn't expect that the Taoist priest who just praised his delicious beef noodles would be so cruel.

It was countless times more cruel than the evil people he met.

The movement downstairs alarmed the two demons.

They stood in the attic and looked downstairs silently. The scene was like hell on earth, with blood and limbs everywhere.

"Sister, is the Taoist priest really a Taoist priest?" Mao Miaomiao said fearfully.

Fox Daji's eyelids twitched violently, "Do you think we have any choice? It doesn't matter whether the Taoist priest is a Taoist priest or not."

Mao Miaomiao lowered her head, not daring to look at the Taoist priest covered in blood.

It was too scary.

Street.

"Ah, help me."

"Murder."

Several constables rushed out of the inn, covered in blood, and their vision was blurred. They fell to the ground, and the passers-by retreated in shock. Before they could get up, they felt a burning pain in their backs.

Lin Fan picked up an axe and chopped at them like a pig.

The whole street was silent.

None of the onlookers were timid, but even they were frightened by the scene before them.

Constables were people they dared not offend.

When they met them, they could only lower their heads and avoid them.

But now someone actually chopped and killed constables in the street, which caused them too much of a shock.

"Master, spare my life."

The chief constable slumped to the ground, supported himself on the ground, stepped back repeatedly, and stretched out his arms, hoping to be spared.

Puff!

Lin Fan chopped with an axe, and threw one arm high.

"I am a Taoist priest and I am telling you the truth in a gentle voice. Did you listen? No one listened. You had to force me to take out the axe before you knew to spare my life, right?"

"Master, I know I was wrong." The chief constable endured the pain of a broken arm and begged for mercy.

"Wrong?" Lin Fan laughed, "You don't know you were wrong, you know that the axe in my hand can kill you."

"Master..."

"Dao Nima, die for me."

Lin Fan took a step forward, kicked him to the ground, swung the axe and directly hit his head under the other party's horrified eyes. The sound of cutting flesh and bones came, and then he pulled it out with force.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes lowered, and he looked like an eagle and a wolf.

The people on the street were frightened by such eyes.

They all stood there in a daze.

Some could not bear the fear in their hearts and were so scared that they sat on the ground, feeling their hearts beating very fast.

Is killing these constables the final result?

No... it is far from enough.

There are still more to kill in Jinyang County.

Now, only one young constable was looking at the scene in front of him in a daze.

He was very young, probably about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was not hideous and ugly. Now he was completely scared and sat there, watching the leader being hacked to death.

The murderous Taoist priest walked towards him step by step.

He wanted to move, but his legs were paralyzed and he could not move.

The Taoist priest walked in front of him, and he thought he would be hacked to death like the leader, but the Taoist priest just held the axe like this, looking down at him from above.

"Taoist... Taoist priest." He was very scared and trembling all over.

"You still have some conscience, not completely bad."

"I..."

"Sometimes this world is like ink, it's hard to come out clean, but even if it's black, it's only on the surface, the heart can still be red, stretch out your hand."

"Master."

"Stretch it out."

The young constable stretched out his hand in fear.

Lin Fan stepped on the back of the other's hand, and the axe fell, cutting off the other's little finger.

A shrill scream rang out.

"This is a lesson I'm giving you. Be a good constable. If you want to do bad things in the future, look at the broken finger and think about who left it for you. Do you understand?"

"Understand, understand."

Lin Fan smiled, bent down, and patted the other's face with his bloody palm, "Good boy, you are still young and can turn back."

"I know."

"Good baby, I am optimistic about your change."