Cyber Daming

The sky is gloomy and it is about to rain.

The lanterns on both sides of Kowloon Street are gradually lit up, and various mascots that have the meaning of 'lucky' in the eyes of the wise fly out from different illuminated signboards.

For a time, the sky above the entire street was filled with frequent visions and brilliant lights.

There is Pixiu teasing the koi, the God of Wealth and the Wenchang Pagoda stand side by side, and Maitreya is lying on a huge gold ingot with his eyes narrowed and smiling.

Under the prosperous light and shadow, there are sparse people and desolate and depressed streets.

This is the first time that Li Jun has seen such a quiet Kowloon Street. Not only the residents living here, but also the contraband vendors who used to squat in the streets and alleys have disappeared.

He silently looked at the signs on both sides of the street, bars, hotels, mahjong parlors, hot pot restaurants, and Huangliang prostitutes.

They are all familiar Chinese characters, but under the red and blue glare, there is a sense of coldness and unfamiliarity.

I woke up here, but this place never belonged to me.

"Hey, that's so fucking pretentious."

Li Jun shook his head, smiled and cursed to himself, and stepped faster.

A moment later, at the end of this long street, a square table was propped up majestically in the middle of the street.

The copper pot is boiling on the table, and the spicy aroma escaping makes people feel warm in their hearts.

Kuang Qingyun sat at the table, smiling and waving to Li Jun.

At this time, his appearance has changed drastically. The blue gown has been replaced by a black outfit, and the once meticulously combed bun has become an ear-length short hair, tied roughly at the back of his head.

Li Jun pulled a bench and sat down, looked at Kuang Qingyun and joked: "What, you don't want to be like a handsome gentleman and a noble young master?"

"Can you please stop talking about these nonsense things while eating?"

Kuang Qingyun rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of tripe and put it in Li Jun's bowl, "Eat more when you have something to eat, otherwise you will miss it very much when you don't have it in the future."

This sentence seemed to be said to Li Jun, but it was more like saying it to himself.

Li Jun did not move his chopsticks, but frowned and said, "Guessed it?"

"You sent someone to send so much money out of nowhere. How can I guess some of it?"

"Then why don't you leave?"

"Where to go?"

Kuang Qingyun smiled, raised his hand and pointed around, "Look at these buildings and shops. Although they are in tatters, they are the lifelong property of many people. These things cannot be taken away."

"They will be fine," Li Jun said anxiously: "They are not Brother Muddy Waters Pao, and the Chengdu County Government will not sit back and watch the Gu family attack ordinary people."

"I know," Kuang Qingyun said calmly, "but if Brother Pao is gone, this street will collapse. Do you think other gangs will treat them like us?"

Li Jun said angrily: "Since when do you have to worry about this? You, Kuang Qingyun, can't stop this storm!"

In fact, Li Jun still had something he was holding back in his heart but didn't say out loud.

For these residents of Kowloon Street, even if Brother Pao collapses, life can still go on, but it may be much more difficult than before.

"Being unable to block it and not being able to block it are two different things. My life was given to me by Lord Ding, and I have to keep the legacy he left behind."

Li Jun's eyebrows stirred, and he had thousands of words in his heart, but he still hesitated to speak, and finally said helplessly: "Master Ding is right, you are a foolish and loyal person."

"This is not Yu Zhong."

Kuang Qingyun paused word by word, and then asked: "Don't just talk about me, what about you? You could have escaped a long time ago, so why have you been holding back until now?"

Li Jun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

Kuang Qingyun's words were correct. With his current Wuba limit strength, coupled with Xi Tinglang who could only hide his aura, it would not be too difficult to escape from Chengdu Mansion as long as he went to the Mo family to change his face.

Although Dao Sect can cover most of Sichuan and Sichuan with one hand, Qingcheng Group is only the leader within Chengdu Prefecture.

As long as he can leave the Chengdu Prefecture, Yu Kou's search for him is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

As for the Jin Yiwei, as long as he gives up breaking the order of the Jin Dynasty, Wei Ju'an can also provide him with protection.

But is this result what you want?

To live under someone else's roof?

To endure the humiliation?

Are you going to be a mediocre and submissive warrior for the rest of your life?

The martial arts sequence is a path of advancement and no retreat. A moment of cowardice is a lifetime of humility.

When a warrior is alive, he should be like a soldier crossing a river.

Li Jun shook his head and said, "I'm just trying to win a breath!"

Kuang Qingyun said word by word, "Then what I ask for is that little righteousness!"

At both ends of the long table, the two people looked at each other and finally smiled at each other.

That’s it for now, no need to say more.

Boom!

A roar of thunder exploded in the sky!

Human beings are murderous, and heaven and earth are in turmoil.

The sky is full of murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the ground!

The communication device on Li Jun's wrist suddenly rang, and the letter came from none other than Qian Hai, the manager of Gu Mansion.

The content is concise and concise, with only six words: The inspection team has entered the city.

"The curtain has opened, it's time to go on stage and sing."

Li Jun raised his eyes to look at the sky. Under the rolling thunder clouds, there were birds fluttering and circling.

New Deal District, Chengdu County Government.

A luxury bus manufactured by Shuntianfu Shenji Military Industry Group parked in front of the Yamen.

On the side of the bus is a ceremonial plaque with black characters on a white background - Ming Empire Officials Department.

For the first time, the magistrate of Chengdu County put on the official uniform embroidered with mandarin duck patches, but his expression was extremely calm, and he was not at all excited to welcome the officials.

On the contrary, Huang Yaozong next to him had a smile on his face, walked quickly to the bus, and respectfully shouted: "Everyone has worked hard on the journey. Chengdu County has prepared a small amount of wine to wash away the dust for you."

The car door opened, and three middle-aged scribes wearing simple and elegant Confucian robes slowly stepped out.

The first man, a man with a Chinese character face and a long beard on his chin, nodded indifferently to Huang Yaozong who was waiting aside, then ignored him and walked straight towards the motionless old man standing in front of the county government gate.

"Student Zhang Xian has met Mr. Pei."

Seeing this scene, the two palm guards following Zhang Xian froze on the spot at the same time, at a loss.

The old man moved his steps and took half a step to the side. "Sir Zhang, you are now a member of the Civil Service Examination Department. According to the official position, you are one level higher than the old man. It is against etiquette to act like this."

Zhang Xian said solemnly: "In the face of Pei Gong's achievements, a mere official position is not worth mentioning."

"It's all gone by now. You guys have had a hard time coming from Beizhili. Come in first and have a hot meal."

"Thank you, Mr. Pei."

Zhang Xian followed the old man and entered the county government gate step by step.

The two examination masters, who had been tit for tat along the way, were side by side at the end. When they crossed the threshold of the county government office, they subconsciously glanced at each other sideways and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Just now, both of them secretly retrieved the electronic files of the Department of Civil Service Examination.

The recorded magistrate of Chengdu County is named Pei Xingjian, and his resume is unremarkable, with nothing surprising at all.

The only thing worthy of attention is that the person who recommended him to be the magistrate of Chengdu County is the current magistrate of Chengdu Prefecture.

What is there about such an old official who got rich through nepotism that deserves such respect from Mr. Zhang?

The two palm guards had thoughts in their minds like lightning, and a chilling guess popped up in their minds almost at the same time.

Someone deliberately concealed Pei Xingjian’s resume!

Thinking of this, both of them felt their hearts sink.

This recommendation may not be as simple as they expected.