"When I see Zhou Chenghuang later, what reason can I give to resign?"
Qiu Ping followed the military attache, but he began to formulate ideas in his head.
The mess that mobilized the spirit essence and led this harvest must not fall on himself, otherwise the cause and effect would be involved and the resentment would backfire, and he would definitely be killed by the endless disaster of the Yuanshen.
"Oh, yes, I just said that I have made mistakes in my practice recently, and my foundation has been damaged. In order not to delay the important affairs of the court, I can only ask the superiors to find someone else."
Little Loach secretly praised himself in his heart, I was injured during work, you can't force me anymore.
Thinking of this, he quietly put on a somewhat weak look, and even his little face looked a little pale under the deliberate transfer of energy and blood.
I don’t know if I can deceive Duke Wei Ling like this. Is it possible that I really want to give him a hard time?
Qiu Ping quietly raised a hand and made gestures on his abdomen, thinking about whether to really cause some injuries.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, the man walking in front turned his head and stared at Qiu Ping's paws.
The little loach was startled and quickly put his hands behind his back.
Although this person was well concealed, Qiu Ping still felt a hint of evil aura.
The military attache stared at Qiu Ping for a while, then stepped on the clouds and grasped the chain with one hand. The gods were held by his chain, as if their bones had been removed, and they could not move at all.
Qiu Ping followed the other party carefully, not daring to take a breath.
Not long after, several people arrived in front of a towering building.
The tall courtyard wall stands straight into the clouds, and the heavy clouds wrap it up. There seemed to be countless blood clots drying on the mottled walls, and a fishy and rotten smell hit his face.
Above the main entrance, a monster sculpture with a weird shape, like a jackal, is lying on its belly. Its eyes are scarlet, and they are filled with jumping light in the darkness.
It seems like it is about to pounce out at any moment and engulf the person.
The word "Prison Suppression" is written on the plaque below.
Seeing these two words, Qiu Ping was shocked. He turned out to be the prison secretary of the Huang Yamen in Zhoucheng.
Responsible for all prisons in the state. Anyone who is corrupt, perverts the law, or commits many evil deeds will be included in the list of the Prison Department.
"Is it possible that the superiors knew about my plan to seize Yan Lake? Or is it because I am too aggressive in fishing on weekdays and someone reported me?"
Qiu Ping looked at those two words and felt trembling, his legs were shaking, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
Some people described the Prison Secretary as: "The soul is flying through the water, and the cruelty is unspeakable."
It is said that there are countless tortures inside. Even if you are made of iron and have a body of copper, you will still have two layers of skin peeled off when you enter.
With a loud bang, the gate of the Prison Suppression Department opened in front. Although it was some distance away, the power of thunder and fire and the intense heat inside made the body feel like it was melting.
Qiu Ping's eyes were struck by this raging power, and he felt his pupils stinging. He could only vaguely see the huge copper pillars inside the Prison Suppression Department, standing in the thunder and fire.
"Hu Ququn, a captain of the 16th Battalion of the Expeditionary Army, was afraid of fighting, so he made up deceptive stories such as making mistakes during his training and damaging his foundation, in an attempt to get through and avoid entering the battlefield."
"That being the case, it's as you wish."
The military attache stood in front of the gate of the Prison Department, looked back at everyone, and his eyes fell on the first person chained.
When the man saw this situation, he was so frightened that his legs weakened and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Boom."
Within the Prison Suppression Department, a bolt of thunder and fire flew out in an instant and passed directly through the man's body.
The terrifying thunder and fire exuded terrifying heat. Although the man's body was not injured, all the mana, blood and even the laws of perception in his body were burning.
And the realm of this person was also rapidly reversed. From the original body, it degenerated into a holy fetus in a short time. Then the holy fetus disappeared, leaving only the ancestral orifice, and in the end even the opened Qi veins were burned out.
This person flashed and turned into a large fox with yellow skin and black claws that was dozens of feet long, revealing his true form.
Seeing this scene, Little Loach's face turned pale.
"No, no, it seems that the City God can't use the excuse that the foundation is damaged. I have to change it...or else there are still a few key nodes in the source line of Fallen Dragon Pass that have not been opened. In order not to delay the farming season, this time Let’s ask other directors of the Prosecution Department to mobilize Lingcui next time.”
Qiu Ping racked his brains and quickly made up another reason in his mind.
"The soldiers of the twenty-seventh battalion of the Expeditionary Army were busy preparing for the task. They were lazy and ineffective at ordinary times, which resulted in insufficient logistical supplies during wartime and risked damaging the military situation. They were sentenced to be beheaded."
The officer made another announcement, and then in the Prison Suppression Department, a thunder-fire broadsword flew out and landed on the man named Yu Rushui.
Just like chopping melons and vegetables, chop this person's head into two pieces.
Then there was a flash of light, and the man turned into a huge headless black fish.
The little loach seemed to have been struck by thunder. He stood stunned on the spot, and then became dejected.
It seems that it is not enough to say that I have not dug out my source of blood. Otherwise, I will be branded as lazy and ineffective and hinder the military situation. I will not be able to prepare my head for such a blow.
"It seems that I can only find someone to trust me. Fortunately, I know Cao Wuyang in the Lei Department. I will give him some gifts and ask him to intercede on my behalf to see if I can be exempted from this task."
Qiu Ping wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He was used to paddling, so why did he have to take on this task this time?
It's fine now, it's just like a piece of brown candy that can't be shaken off.
"Zhang Dayong, the commander of the 72nd Battalion of the Expeditionary Army, has arbitrarily contacted people outside the Shinto and attempted to interfere in the internal affairs of the Shinto in the world. He is specially sentenced to have his soul broken and his bloodline corrupted!"
The military attache's eyes fell on the last person and he continued to chant.
This god named Zhang Dayong was obviously a god after death. Perhaps he was a military general before his death and became a Shinto military attache after his death.
This man's descendants in the human world were doing well, so they secretly entrusted dreams to his descendants in the human world, hoping that they would petition the court to promote him.
However, this matter is strictly prohibited within Shinto. Once discovered, the soul will be destroyed.
Moreover, the bloodline within three generations must be cursed, which will damage their luck. If they cannot survive, it is very likely that their family will be ruined and they will die on the streets.
After seeing a bolt of thunder, Zhang Dayong's divine body disappeared without a trace, and then a talisman in the sky burned out of thin air and turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared into the sky.
The little loach on the side had weak legs and feet, but no longer dared to think about how to take the blame.
He can guarantee that as long as he doesn't work, I am afraid that before the Yuan Shen's many disasters, the Prison Suppressor's disaster will not be avoided first.
"Oh, my life is so miserable."
The little loach sighed, only feeling that the front was gray.
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