Huaiping, Luojia Mountain.
Located in a complex of buildings and courtyards surrounded by tall and long walls among the many heavenly gates, dozens of frightening martial arts energy and blood vent their brilliance between heaven and earth, as if they are confronting some kind of existence.
This is the Huaizhou boundary, the core of the Luojia Mountain battlefield.
Since Qianyu Realm and Chi County were connected hundreds of years ago, when the Yang tide rose and the realm appeared, the Luojia Mountain Tianguan began to be built to guard the border, delimit the realm, and close the next day.
Since its construction, the governors of each state have personally been in charge of the core, and then ordered the major factions in the state to allocate manpower in rotation to build various passes and work together to control the city.
But four hundred years ago, after the Battle of Wangjing Tianqing, the power of the Zhou royal family was greatly reduced, so they took advantage of the situation and recruited the former military envoys from various states to return to Beijing. This was used to abolish the original military and political integration of the military and political envoys, and to replace the military with the executive army. It is a system of separation of three powers: state pastoral administration and feudal lords guarding power.
As for the palaces of feudal lords, they were mostly built around the boundaries of various states to show the determination of keeping people in check.
Now the twelfth Yuhou of Huaizhou, Yu Yuantong, is stationed at the thirteenth level of Tianguan to hold down the last line of defense.
At this time, Yuhou Mansion was in the conference hall.
Yu Yuantong, who is in his prime, is wearing a black shirt and stands behind a large yellow dan wooden table.
Behind it hangs a huge picture of an eagle striking the sky. It is lifelike and lifelike, as if it were broken out of a painting. At first glance, it was made by a famous artist.
On the left and right sides, there are majestic soldiers in armor, as well as old Taoist monks and Confucian scholars with indifferent expressions. All of them have outstanding temperament and extraordinary strength.
In fact, those who have a place in the Chaolu Hall of the Yuhou Mansion are at least people who have made a name for themselves in a state. They can indeed be called extraordinary.
Among them, the most famous ones are naturally Li Yuanqian, a soldier on Yu Yuantong's left, and Ji Changxu, a famous scholar on his right.
Both of them had met all the heroes in the world at the Taihuai River and achieved impressive results. They were both famous in Chi County.
Among them, Li Yuanqian ranked fourth, nicknamed Wushuang General, and Ji Changxu ranked third, known as Huang Fengchu.
Now that decades have passed, it is difficult to imagine how powerful the two have become.
Behind the Dahuangdan wooden table, Yu Yuantong, dressed in a black shirt, was writing.
After a long while, he finished writing, and then he gently put the pen in his hand into the pen holder.
Ji Changxu handed over the wet wipes.
Yu Yuantong wiped his hands and hung the words on the table on a special easel to dry them.
"The tiger sitting on the dragon's plate is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down."
After looking at the calligraphy he had just made, he was obviously in a very good mood. He turned to look at the crowd and said with a smile:
"What? There are so many people here today, what can I do?"
"Isn't it because of the sudden attack of the great sun a few days ago, which severely injured the Qianshan Zonglong defender and smashed a hole?"
Ji Changxu on the side shook his head, gently stroking his beard and hair with one hand, and slowly shook the feather fan with the other and sighed.
"Yeah, who would have thought that just how long had passed since Zhang Shiji was seriously injured in Taizhou, that he would dare to blast the sky with his origin, and even hurt his origin, just to make a hole?"
Yu Yuantong shook his head and sighed.
Zhang Shiji is the famous leader of Huang Tianjiao.
He was once a child of an ordinary family in Yuzhou, but his family was eventually destroyed by the Yuzhou rebels. He turned from painting to martial arts. In just a few decades, he practiced to the realm of mysticism and mysticism. He founded the Huangtian Sect and truly overpowered generations of people. Even he I can't help but admire it.
"But that hole should have been handled by Yuan Qian at that time. How is the situation now?" Yu Yuantong changed the subject and asked.
Beside him, the man with a majestic figure like a hill and vertical pupils between his eyebrows slowly opened his eyes.
"The hole is not that big. I personally started to build the town. However, it cannot be restored in a short time. I have to send people to guard it personally. This is the inevitable result of the ebb and flow of hundreds of years. There is no other way to hinder the Yang tide." Li Yuanqian answered softly. .
Speaking of this, there was silence in Chaolu Hall.
Most things in the world cannot escape the principle of the moon in the sky, which is full and then loses. However, the Yang tide is just the opposite. Over the course of a hundred years, the tide rises and falls, but even the tide is stronger than at the beginning.
This is also the reason why earthquakes have become more frequent in recent years and strange beasts mutate deep in the mountains.
"This matter is indeed as Yuan Qian said, something that is impossible. Now that the two worlds are connected, it is easy to be quiet but not easy to move. As long as we stay in a stalemate, the anxious one is over there. Although I don't know the reason, it is probably like this.
How about this, Song Du will be responsible for guarding that small cave? It seems like you had a breakthrough some time ago, right? Just want to try your hand at it? "
"Yes! I will not abide by the order of the Marquis!" Under the seat, a middle-aged man with a very bookish temperament, wearing cicada-wing gloves on both hands, cupped his fists and said solemnly.
After that, everyone started talking about other matters.
For example, what is the rotation order of which sects in Tianguan, what good seedlings have appeared in the pass, what is the effect of the previous selection of Category A, etc.
The Kung Fu meeting, which involved a few cups of tea, ended and everyone left.
But when he left the stage, Ji Changxu stayed at the end.
"What? Do you still have something to do?" Yu Yuantong glanced at the Confucian scholar beside him, smiled, and finally sat down.
"The Marquis has really sharp eyes, and he cannot be deceived."
Ji Changxu cupped his hands and smiled, not polite, and sat next to Yu Yuantong.
"This time Changxu stayed for the last time, but it was for matters in Huaiping City." He said directly without covering up.
"Something strange has been discovered in the city recently. It seems that some black Buddhists are active and are committing ghostly and evil conspiracies. The Marquis had better pay attention..."
"Black Buddhism?...."
Yu Yuantong's face showed no signs of change and he just recited it once.
"The affairs in Huaiping City are now managed by Zhou He and Heng'er. All you need to do is contact them. How did you find me?"
Ji Changxu didn't speak, just looked at the man beside him with a smile.
After a few breaths, Yu Yuantong smiled bitterly.
"A few little tricks. Heng'er is young after all, so you can do whatever you want. After I do so many things, all I want to do is give him palms and eyes to make up for the leaks?"
"It's just a matter of hooking up with the Black Buddhism. Performing the Thousand Feather Realm rituals is no small matter." Ji Changxu sighed, meaning something.
"I'll send someone to watch. Nothing big will happen." Yu Yuantong's expression remained as usual.
"I actually suspect that Da Ri's sudden attack was related to the eldest son's plan."
"Even in the worst case scenario, I have arrangements. Please note that there is Song Shiji in Taizhou, and I also have the old marquis in the Yuhou Mansion. Even if the sheep dies and makes mistakes, we can make up for it."
Yu Yuantong shook his head, stood up slowly, walked to the easel, and looked at the words he just mentioned.
Mentioning the old Marquis, Ji Changxu's expression was complicated, and the wooden fan in his hand stopped shaking, shook his head, and sighed:
"Of course we understand the methods of the old Marquis, but when it comes to his true strength, even now we can only barely compare to him.
If anything happens..."
Wow.
Yu Yuantong carefully removed the dried calligraphy and placed it on the table.
"There are risks in everything we do in this world. Instead of looking forward and backward, we should strive forward. What we want... is only 10,000, there is no such thing as a contingency!"
............
Huaiping City, Baoguangfang Yamen.
Wang Shouyi was now shackled and sitting on a special chair, with several sturdy men in front of him.
"You've come to this point, why don't you open your mouth?"
The bearded military man who had caught them before spoke first and said to Wang Shouyi.
Wang Shouyi remained silent without saying a word.
"Boy, we've already investigated your situation very clearly. It's pointless if you keep freezing. It's better to speak clearly. After everything is over, you and I will be relaxed."
The military man crossed his legs and cracked a dried fruit similar to a melon seed in his mouth.
"I've told everything I know." Wang Shouyi finally spoke.
"Oh. Is that what you said? You have been selling cut cakes, and then you took Wang Ying's money and started delivering them every morning. This morning, the other party asked for it?" Jun Han said with a smile.
At the end of the sentence, the man's smile gradually disappeared, he dropped the melon seed shell in his hand on the ground, held it up with both hands, and leaned in front of Wang Shouyi, his eyes were as wide as lanterns, and his nose was breathing heavily:
"I'm telling you, what Wang Ying and Gui Ying you are talking about does not exist in Baoguang Temple! Look at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, how dare you deceive me?"
The man's voice was so loud that it shocked people.
After a few breaths, Wang Shouyi came back to his senses.
"It's true that I just sell cut cakes and don't sell any banned goods. The vendors on both sides can testify to me. Wang Ying came to give me money last night just to let me go in the morning.
Now that she can't be found, I suspect that she is the one responsible for the banned goods! "
Wang Shouyi took a deep breath. The worst situation finally happened. However, Ma Tianbao had been angry with him beforehand, and now he spoke in a coherent manner.
The bearded man was silent for a while, and then took a deep look at Wang Shouyi.
"You said those traders near you can testify? Then follow me."
After saying that, he carried Wang Shouyi to the other side and twisted the collar behind his neck.
Wang Shouyi, whose hands and feet were tied to the chair, could not move at all. He was being held up like that. He felt uncomfortable and his posture was even more humble and ugly.
Soon, the two arrived at a room with a window on the wall that could clearly see the other side.
There was also a group of people in the room opposite. Wang Shouyi knew the people inside. They were all hawkers like him who sold goods on Baoguang Street.
The bearded Hu Junhan called someone over and whispered a few words.
Not long after, the interrogation started next door.
The first person to be interrogated was a seller of sugar paintings. His surname was Li. He got along well with Wang Shouyi on weekdays. I heard that he was a scholar before.
"I...I really don't know if Xiao Wang knows Wang Ying. After all, I'm old and my memory is really bad. I'm sorry."
Li Tanghua hesitated for a moment, then received a slap in the face until his face was as swollen as a steamed bun, and finally whispered.
Wang Shouyi was silent.
In fact, Li Tanghua knew about it, because he told him personally that the other party was very envious at the time. He even asked Wang Ying specifically if he needed sugar paintings, but he was rejected.
He couldn't figure out why Li Tanghua said he didn't know...
Next is Uncle Wu who sells sesame seed cakes.
Uncle Wu was far away, so he probably would have said he didn't know.
Sure enough, Wu Shaobing's chubby face was extremely pale at this time, and he kept making gestures with his hands: "I don't know Xiao Wang. As far as I know, I don't know Wang Ying."
"Are you sure?" the sergeant confirmed.
"I'm sure, as far as I know, he doesn't know anyone, so I wonder what this kid is doing in the mountains every day!"
Wang Shouyi's feet suddenly became cold. He looked up and saw Hu Junhan looking at him.
He smiled out of habit.
The bearded man did not answer.
Then go down.
In the past, a few of the hawkers who were more or less familiar to each other said they didn't know, but most of them didn't know them.
Wang Shouyi's face became paler and paler.
Finally, it was Uncle Yang's turn.
The sergeant of the Yamen should also know that it is the most important witness, so he placed it last.
The interrogating sergeant squinted his eyes and looked at Uncle Yang, who was probably in his seventies.
"Do you think Wang Shouyi knows Wang Ying?"
Uncle Yang was sitting on the iron interrogation chair. His face was also pale and his body was trembling unconsciously. He hesitated and nodded.
"I know you, I know a woman."
Wang Shouyi felt relieved when he heard this.
The sergeant did not speak, but leaned down coldly and continued to ask, "Are you sure?"
Uncle Yang leaned back involuntarily and his eyes began to dodge, "Xiao Wang, there was indeed a woman in front of his stall..."
The sergeant smiled.
"Old man, it's true that there is a woman. You have to think clearly whether you recognize her or not.
I don’t think clearly. It’s okay for a lot of people to be in prison at their age. Don’t implicate the grandson’s son. It’s not a good idea to have three generations imprisoned together. "The tone was a bit sinister.
Uncle Yang was stunned when he heard this and did not speak immediately. The wrinkles on his face deepened.
The sergeant didn't urge him, he just straightened up, folded his hands and waited.
Finally, the old man drooped his head and his voice became trembling:
"I really don't know, what about Wang Ying, I don't know... I only know that Xiao Wang has to go to the temple to deliver goods every day, rain or shine, other things... I don't know."
"Then why did you just say we knew each other?!"
"I'm getting older and I can't stand the trouble. I'm confused. I'm really confused." The old man raised his head and spoke more and more smoothly.
Wang Shouyi looked at the familiar faces next door, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.
I don't know when tears fell down.
He couldn't figure it out. On weekdays, he took care of her like a country grandfather, pushing carts and delivering things. Finally, at the most critical moment, he would speak like this without conscience.
Doesn't he know what kind of harm it will cause him?
Maybe, his life will be ruined?
He obviously works hard and does good things everywhere. He is a good person. Why does this happen?
Are there really no rewards for good people?
Wang Shouyi looked at the next door, and at the request of the sergeant, Old Man Yang began to narrate his daily past. His eyes were getting redder and redder, and his chest seemed to be holding a breath, expanding and expanding desperately, trying to break through his whole body!
"Is there anything else you want to say now?" Hu Junhan said softly.
"I...I really didn't buy banned goods." Wang Shouyi did not give up, and defended with a trembling voice.
The man didn't reply.
“If I really wanted to sell banned goods, would I go get the goods at a fixed time every day in front of so many vendors?
If it were really me, would I not run away when I saw you guys surrounding the temple in the morning, but stay in the city stupidly and be caught by you? Think about it! "
The military man was silent for a moment and looked at Wang Shouyi, whose eyes were red.
"Honestly sign and pledge your confession, so you don't get beaten less!"
"I didn't do it! Why did I sign and pledge it?" Wang Shouyi was stunned, his voice became louder, and he suddenly wanted to get up.
This time, the specially made chair almost collapsed.
This scene frightened the bearded man. When he came back to his senses, he immediately slapped Wang Shouyi on the face, rolled him and the chair twice on the ground, everything turned red, and then went up and slapped him on his feet.
"Straight bitch! I'm going to talk to you nicely, but you won't listen to advice, right?!"
Come two people and teach me the rules! Add some more chains! "
Not long after, several tough men came in.
After another ten seconds, there was another sound of fists hitting flesh, mixed with low screams.
It was vaguely accompanied by insulting words such as 'the duck should be beaten', 'it doesn't have any eggs at first sight'.
..
The bearded Hu Junhan walked out of the room with a gloomy look on his face.
Oncoming was the second in command of Baoguangfang.
"How's it going? Do you admit it?" the second-in-command asked casually.
The bearded man shook his head, "My mouth is a bit tough..."
Halfway through, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I feel that maybe that kid really didn't get the goods, and he seemed to have caught the wrong guy."
"Caught by mistake? Based on your feeling?" The second-in-command smiled, "What's your feeling?"
The bearded man thought for a moment and made some gestures with his fingers.
"That kid looks silly. To be honest, he's quite likable. His reaction isn't as cunning as those bugs caught."
The second-in-command hesitated and said, "You can't rely on your feelings when handling cases. Otherwise, what else would the law do?"
The bearded man was stunned and said nothing.
"To tell you the truth, someone above specifically mentioned that cases like this only need evidence if there is evidence. If there is no evidence, just close the case to avoid causing trouble.
The people at the top are very top-notch..."
The bearded man took a deep breath, "I understand..."
...
About half an hour later, in the interrogation room.
Wang Shouyi collapsed on the ground. There was no injury on his face, but his clothes were stained with dark red blood marks, and he was breathing weakly.
"Aren't you going to sign yet? Are you waiting to be beaten?" A big man kicked Wang Shouyi in the stomach and growled.
Wang Shouyi didn't speak, just curled up.
He is not stupid, he naturally knows that it is over once he signs.
"Straight bitch! You're really a tough talker, and you won't do this? You won't do it, right?"
While scolding, several people beat him.
It was obviously trained, and the position of the blow was not likely to cause death, but it could cause abnormal pain.
Not long after, the door opened and a bearded man walked in.
Looking at the few people who were still kicking wildly, they stopped their movements.
At this time, Wang Shouyi opened his eyes and looked at the bearded Hu Junhan, who had a somewhat unbearable look on his face. He felt a surge of strength in his body, turned over, and grabbed his shoes:
"You are a good person. You should know that I didn't do it... I have been in Huaiping for so long and I have never done anything bad... Please help me... just help me!"
The bearded man opened his mouth, and his figure froze for a long time. He looked at the young man at his feet who was crying and talking, and his expression became more and more serious in the end.
He lifted up his shoes and said in a deep voice:
"Give him good food and drink during this period. Well, if he doesn't obey, he'll be beaten. The market will be closed in a few days..."
"What about the Hua Zhe?" The man who was beating someone on the side was stunned.
"Well, just watch and do it."
The man who asked the question suddenly laughed, "That's right, duck, let's watch and do it, hehe..."
Wang Shouyi was lying on the ground, opening his eyes just in time to look at the expressionless bearded man and the sneer-faced beating man. He was stunned, but he had no strength to scream anymore, and his head was empty.
Is he dying? Really no chance at all?
I don't know when a gentle whisper came to my ears again.
Amidst the rustling leaves in the wind, it seemed that the wasteland, the deep mountain range, and...the willow trees covering the sky and the sun on the mountain range appeared before my eyes...
He thought of Yuxiu in the club, and recalled the twenty-odd years since childhood, and his whole body had an inexplicable air of death similar to that of a person who is about to die in his seventies or eighties.
It's like... my heart is filled with despair...
'It turns out that good things really don't happen to good people... I regret it... Only bad people can live well in this world...
For this life, he will admit it... in the next life...'
Wang Shouyi's consciousness began to blur.
Under the clothes, faint dark green strange patterns appeared on the body, extending up along the spine.
It's like a flower is about to bloom...
..
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
It is indeed my problem. I will never write such a supporting role in this way again. I'm sorry. Please end it as soon as possible.
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