I kill ghosts and gods with martial arts

Chapter 203
In this world, things like suffering are unavoidable, but in the face of suffering, we have no choice but to endure it and get through it.In the process of getting through, the suffering is not worthy of praise, but the spirit, the kind of resilience that seems to be rooted in the land.

It's a kind of determination that labor and capital will survive no matter what you do.

This is a very powerful spiritual force.

Some people have noticed this power.

Involuntary fear.

Because not all suffering is born, maybe some people’s life is not so hard, but it’s just because the masters think that he should not eat too much, or he is not worthy of studying, or he should drown if he can’t support himself. These sufferings may be added to people intentionally or unintentionally, making people bend down and become cattle and horses.

If one day they suddenly realize this problem.

That must be an epic disaster movie for the reputable country gentlemen.

Song Shao hit the right shot.

When he uncovered the scandal, took away the benefits that belonged to the people, controlled the channels that belonged to the people, and made every family forced to sign border labor contracts with others, how to use casinos, kilns, and underground When the opium den made a family lose hope of life.

The angry Master Huang found out in horror.

Amidst the furious reprimands of the low-level people who were excited and could more easily master warriors, it seemed that a force that they usually ignored was gradually revealed.

From night to dawn.

Mo Town, where gongs and drums were beating, caused an uproar because of Song Shao, a foreign martial artist who opened Tibet.

Thanks to the grandeur at the door of Mr. Huang's house!Spacious!

It occupies a lot of land!
Only then did the people of Moth Town, who came here so crowded, have a place to stand and take a look at this extraordinary bustle.

However, there was no movement from Feiying Division.

From last night to early this morning, I didn't say that I sent anyone to visit Mr. Huang's house. After all, Mr. Huang's thugs are not good at guarding the hospital, and those dawdling yamen servants in Feiying Division must have delivered food in the past, why not? go.What's more, Huang Tutou on Feiying Division's side knelt down at the speed of light, and he could vaguely guess what was going to happen next, and he chose to be wise and safe.

After all, he didn't take part in many bad things.

So when Wu Mourning and Wu Shengjian met again, Wu Shengjian was sitting on the big chair in the Feiying Division's courtroom, acting like a master, directing the servants to entertain the widows and orphans in the cell with delicious food and drinks.

Not his money anyway.

It is public money.

These yamen servants are reimbursed by public funds for eating, drinking and drinking on weekdays. He used to be reimbursed by the Xu family, but today it is rare to do good deeds. It is cool to be generous to others.

"The outside play hasn't finished yet?"

Wu Shengjian flipped through the interesting official documents of the Flying Eagle Department in Moth Town as a pastime.

"It's almost time to sing, Master Huang's face is disgraceful." When Wu Mourning mentioned the word "Master Huang", his tone was very teasing, with a strong taste of sarcasm.

Huang Butou, who was waiting for his order, couldn't help but look bitter. He might not have a good time in Mo Town in the future.

Wu Mourn himself did not think of it.

Originally planned to leave Moth Town the next day, but was able to participate in such a good show before leaving.

"It's good to lose face. Only when face is completely swept away, when you, the embroidered clothes captain of Su Wu Tang, show up, they will regard you as a savior, and then pinch and round you, isn't it all up to you?" Wu Wu Sheng Jian suddenly asked curiously. "Haven't you really been an official before? This trick has a set of tricks, and everything is expected."

"Corrupt officials want to be raped, and honest officials need to be even more treacherous. Otherwise, how can we fight against corrupt officials?"

Wu Mourn said such a sentence with a smile.

This sentence made both of them think about it.

It seems a very absurd sentence, but after careful consideration, it seems to be true. If you are an honest and honest official, it is normal for you to be played to death by corrupt officials, let alone defeat them.This translation, in fact, is to know yourself and the enemy.

"Been taught a lesson."

Wu Shengjian bowed to Wu Mourning, and sometimes a single sentence could really make people open their eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's just the official documents of the Feiying Division. It's just a way to pass the time and have fun." After Wu Shengjian got acquainted with Wu Mourning, he didn't have the airs of hiding the ninth-layer powerhouse, and his whole person gradually became kind-hearted.

Since he found his long-lost flesh and blood, his life has become more hopeful.

Wu Mourning looked very good.

If there is a chance in the future, maybe I can't leave a way for my son.

"Have you found any fun?" Feeling a little dry, Wu Mourn was not polite, picked up a cup of tea and poured all the tea leaves into his stomach.

"Yes, ghosts and spirits come and go frequently in this place."

"Which ghost?" Wu Mourn was curious, could there be some treasure here?
"It seems that on the Puhai side, after the Xu family closed their doors to thank the guests, they will come over again, but they have stopped recently."

Wu Mourn took the official document of Feiying Company and looked it over, after scanning ten lines at a glance, he found it quite interesting.In this world where ghosts, gods and humans coexist, sometimes they scurry around in crowds, it's hard for you to judge.For example, at Zhenze Dahu, there were ghosts and gods guarding the general's tomb at that time.

It's just that the incident was overshadowed by the martial artist.

There are not many nutritious things in these official documents.

Wu Mourning turned over and passed.

Ninety-ninety percent of the ghosts and gods of the present-day Xia Dynasty are created by lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. It is estimated that nine out of ten have harmed people before. As long as they do not continue to do evil, Zhuxia temples will not continue to pursue them.Besides, it is a very cruel account, that is, the temples of Zhu Xia will never go to liquidate ghosts and gods for ordinary people. It is clear at a glance which of the two parties is more valuable.

So these ghosts and gods are running around, unless they are mentally strong people who come out of their bodies to inspect, otherwise no one will take care of them.

"The Land Lord doesn't look as honest as he appears on the surface."

Wu Mourn thought for a while, and suddenly said this sentence.

On the matter of ghosts and gods, the Lord of the Land did not mention a word.

It's not hard to understand a little land lord, what it can say is what it can't say.

"It's just a big moth that has become a spirit. It's normal for it to be dishonest, and you don't have to worry about it in the future."

"makes sense."

"What are you going to do next?"

"See if Song Shao has a tacit understanding. If so, let the group of insects spit out everything by themselves. If not, let's cut the mess quickly. I don't have much time to waste here." Wu Wu Mourning is an understatement.

His words really sent chills down Huang Bu's spine.

Wu Mourn's expression at this moment.

It's almost like Mr. Huang deciding which family will be destroyed in a few words. It's true that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation.

"Are you also from the Huang family?"

Wu's cold eyes glanced, and his eyes met Huang Butou as quickly and accurately as two knives.

It's pitiful to see it, Huang Catcher would rather face the two knives for real at this moment than face the fierce gaze of Grandpa Wu. He tried hard to hold his chest up and answer the questions well, but he was afraid that he would miss Wu Mourning The words in the mouth, such as: looking upset, just kill it.

With clumsy lips and stammering, Huang Tutou finally got a word from Wu Mourning.

"It looks okay, so I won't kill it. If it turns out to be something outrageous and unreasonable later, let's talk about it."

Huang Butou, who had been pardoned, almost sat on the ground.

At this moment, he realized that he was already sweating profusely. It turned out that there really exists in this world the kind of murderous person who scares others to death just by his aura. This kind of person is definitely a murderer. Seriously.Fortunately, Wu Mourn has no idea about him yet.

He's safe, temporarily.

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In autumn, being baked under the sun, being tortured and interrogated in various ways, and suffering from the saliva and even the fists of the people of Mozhen, the Huang family finally hoped for the savior they had been longing for.

Upon closer inspection, it was a school lieutenant in an embroidered uniform.

With a pale face and no beard, he got a folding fan from somewhere, and his iconic sword was also hidden. He looked like a Confucian general rather than a warrior.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Is there any king's law? Is there any law?"

Wu Mourn faced the turbulent crowd, but he was full of bureaucracy.

A picture of the arrogance of the captain who came from my city to punish you lower Liba people. This kind of haughty look seems to want to slap the token of Suwutang on people's faces.

The name of Suwutang is good.

The retired soldiers, who were still full of murderous looks, couldn't help feeling a little timid in their hearts when they saw Wu Mourning who was walking swaggeringly through the crowd.

That's Captain Su Wutang.

Warriors who specialize in dealing with warriors!
Even with a gun, the retired soldiers who have seen the masters of the army dispatched do not feel the slightest sense of security at the moment.For the real martial arts masters, in this environment, they still have a way to resist firearms, and directly rush to kill you, and you may only have one chance to pull the trigger.

That would allow him to die with some dignity.

When the martial arts masters of the Zhuxia military dealt with the native barbarians who didn't listen to the cunning at all, their methods were comparable to all kinds of horror movies.

Song Shao was stunned at the moment.

My mind is a little confused.

The captain who came was actually an adult who had kindness to him that day. It was impossible for him to admit his mistake with that face, so what should he do now?Do I have to bite the bullet and continue?No matter what, Song Shao didn't want to fight with his benefactor.

But when he noticed the half-smile look on Wu Mourn's face.

Song Shao couldn't help but feel a movement in his heart. Combined with the faint feeling of his homework in Huang's house, he suddenly had a bold idea.

"How decent is this? Why don't you untie Mr. Huang and the others soon? I want to hear what grievances you have."

Bringing Flying Eagle over, the arrogant and domineering Wu Mourn made anyone want to curse at him.

Dog officer!

(End of this chapter)