Master Ling is pestered by people every day

The surrounding area was completely silent, and even the passers-by who came to see the fun were scared into silence.

Ye Langyue didn't change his face, he stood calmly, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

In the silence, the director said, "This case is of great importance, Your Excellency will follow me in and explain in detail." Ye Langyue nodded, and the three of them walked into the director's office together.

After less than a stick of incense, a figure was thrown out by the two directors, "It has been verified that this person is full of nonsense, full of false information."

There was booing all around.

"It's boring, one version at a time, can I change it next time?"

"Tch, looking at this man's confident and dignified appearance, he thought he would have some ability? He was thrown out with his arms in the end, it's alright, alright, let's leave!"

Ye Langyue was empty-handed, and the previous paper was gone. He stood up, flicked his fingertips, and brushed off his robe indifferently.

Well, it was thrown out by someone, and the Great Demon Realm was ashamed.

"How is it? Are you satisfied with how the process went?" Ye Langyue straightened her clothes and said to Ling Xingye who was coming.

Ling Xingye looked at the head of the department, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly. In Jiuzhou, no matter what happens, it must be carried out according to the prescribed level. Since he came to the head of the department to file a lawsuit today, no matter what the result is, he will follow the rules of the head of the department. up.

However, since the result was not satisfactory, it was understandable for him to intervene.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was a drizzle in the air, which was blown by the night wind on the person, bringing a slight chill.

Ling Xingye walked out of the red silk shop, with ruins behind him.Qibao distributed some newly captured rare spiritual herbs to the rescued little spirit beasts, and directed them to leave in an orderly manner.

Then he rushed to Ling Xingye's side, jumped on his shoulders, held the white embroidered storage bag, and said happily: "This divine beast has found many interesting spiritual herbs, among which there is a fantasy grass. People have hallucinations that are extremely real, and they can see everything they want to see, but I wonder if it is true?"

Ling Xingye said: "If it is not true, it will not be banned. This herb is too addictive. If you eat too much, it will be difficult to distinguish reality from illusion. Therefore, Jiuzhou has issued an order to prohibit the sale. If it is discovered, it will generally be carried out. destroy."

Qibao nodded, and carefully clutched his storage bag, "That beast must be hidden away so that no one can find it. It's such a rare thing."

The red silk shop was turned into ruins, and the surrounding area was already in chaos. Ling Xingye and others took advantage of the chaos and left to the next destination, the elixir shop.

Ye Langyue secretly figured it out all the way. He originally thought that Ling Xingye would directly inform Ji Di, and thereby take over the nest of the Qiao Zhou family. The motive was to break the situation of the Qiao Zhou family's bullying and killing dreams, and to maintain the internal peace of Jiuzhou. .

However, Ling Xingye chose to clean up the stockpiles by himself, intending to destroy all the sites of Qiao Zhou and his family. Judging by his attitude towards the red silk shop, it seemed more like venting his selfish desires.

At the corner of Dongjiekou, Ling Xingye and others ran into an old woman with handicapped legs and feet, holding a black wooden stick in one hand and a bamboo basket covered with cloth in the other. All the pears rolled out.

Qin Fanzhou stepped forward quickly, but Youdao, who was faster than him, rushed over and carefully helped the old woman up.

"Alas," the old woman sighed softly. After being supported to stand up, she held a black wooden stick and looked at the brocade-robed young man who supported him, showing a kind smile, "Thank you..."

Suddenly, her expression froze, her gaze was on the boy's left sleeve, where a golden peony was embroidered, with the word Qiao in the center, which was the symbol of the direct lineage of the Qiao family.

The old woman's complexion suddenly sank, and she didn't know where the strength came from. She suddenly pushed the boy away, picked up the black wooden stick, and started beating, "Qiao family, I will kill you! Stay away from me, get out, get out!" open!"

The young man had no spiritual power, he was pushed and staggered unexpectedly, fell to the ground, and then was beaten by the old woman with a stick, he could only hastily protect his vitals.

Qin Fanzhou frowned. The young man looked less than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a scholarly aura, and he didn't know what made the old woman dissatisfied. He stepped forward and was about to stop him.

Ling Xingye's figure flashed, and he was already standing in front of the boy, reaching out to grab the wooden stick.

The old woman looked at the person who appeared suddenly, and scolded: "Get out of the way, or I will beat you together!"

Ling Xingye turned his palm slightly, and threw the wooden stick aside, "Enough is enough."

The old woman's eyes widened immediately. Seeing that there were many people around, she immediately squatted down, became fussy, and cried, "Enough is enough? My son was beaten to death by the Qiao family! It's useless to go to the director to sue." Pity my grandson is only four years old, so he lost his father. I just taught the Qiao family a lesson today, breaking the king's law? Why do you stop me? You and the Qiao family are in the same group, right? All the beasts that have lost their conscience will die a good death!"

When the people around heard it, they immediately pointed at the young man, mostly talking about the evil deeds of the Qiao family, their words were full of contempt, and their gazes at the young man were also filled with disgust, what's more, they were full of hatred .

As the old woman said, she picked up the black stick on the ground and was about to hit Ling Xingye, muttering, "The Qiao family is nothing, and those who protect the Qiao family are not good things. I just lost money today." Old life, I have to clean up this group of lawless dogs!"

At this time, a figure hurried over, stood in front of her, holding a pile of round pears, said with a smile on his face, "Grandma, your pears."

The old woman was stunned. She had lived most of her life and had seen countless people, so she could tell the truth from the fake. The person in front of her had a clear and clean smile, but she didn't deliberately pretend, so she was very comfortable to look at.

Qin Fanzhou put the round pears into the bamboo basket, covered it with a tarpaulin, and stretched out his hand to help the old woman up, "Grandma, the ground is still wet, and sitting will inevitably hurt your body. It's better to get up first."

The old woman was helped to stand up, holding a black wooden stick, her expression relaxed, and she thanked: "Thank you, young man, there are not many people as enthusiastic as you now."

"Where there are not many, isn't that boy just one!" Qin Fanzhou said, his eyes fell on the young man in brocade robe.

The young man lowered his head, his hair was disheveled, and his gorgeous brocade robe was also soaked by the dirty water on the ground, looking very embarrassed.

"Hmph," the old woman glanced at the young man, and said mockingly, "Who knows what kind of mind he is, maybe he is planning some bad idea, maybe he will call a group of people tomorrow and beat me, the old woman, to death." Death revenge!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and patted the back of Qin Fanzhou's hand, and said earnestly: "I see that you are still young, listen to what Grandma said, you must be more careful in the future, or you will suffer a lot."

Qin Fanzhou said with a smile: "This junior remembers this, but grandma, this young man can endure being beaten and scolded by you, but he doesn't fight back at all. I think he is sincere and has no intention of bullying others. Why bother to get angry with him? ?”

The old woman pursed her lips and sighed: "It's not that I made things difficult on purpose. In fact, the Qiao family is too hateful. When I saw the Qiao family, I thought of my son who died on the street. I couldn't stop the resentment. This young man really helped me, Of course I can see it, but my old lady Han would rather sit on the ground all night than accept alms from Qiao's family!"

"Grandma, if you sit here all night, won't your little grandson be in a hurry? It's cool at night, so it's better to go back earlier, don't you think so?" Qin Fanzhou handed the bamboo basket to Han Po, okay Words to persuade.

Han Po was originally a sensible person, she was just too annoyed before, but now most of her anger subsided, she took the bamboo basket, her tone slowed down, "Okay, Grandma listens to you, she should go back."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the young man who had fallen to the ground and never got up, and said solemnly: "You are the Qiao family, so I have nothing good to say to you, even though you are innocent, I will just close my eyes and see you. If you really have kind hearts, why don't you stop your family's evil deeds more, and don't hang around in front of those of us who are weak, otherwise, you will only end up begging for beatings."

When the people around saw the old woman leaving, they all dispersed, leaving only Ling Xingye and the others, as well as the motionless young man.

"Hey, Qin Fanzhou, do you have a face that kills both young and old? I can see that the old lady's attitude towards you is very different from that of these two!" Ye Langyue stepped forward, joking road.

Qin Fanzhou chuckled lightly, and pointed to his own cheek, "That must be killed by young and old. I used to be in Fengxi City, and my neighbors would bring me something good to compare with my own. It's all good. Of course, you can't learn these, after all, you are born with it."

"Ah bah," Ye Langyue broke her mouth, dissatisfied and said: "What's the use of killing young and old, I, Ye Langyue, can really kill men and women, this is the face, the highest state that should be pursued!"

At this time, the boy stood up, cupped his hands at Ling Xingye, and said, "Thank you for your help, Shuxi is very grateful."

Ling Xingye's eyelids drooped slightly, his scrutinizing eyes fell on the young man's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Who are you, Qiao Kongxiang?"

Qiao Shuxi was taken aback, and replied: "It's my late father." His father died when he was five years old, and it has been more than ten years since he counted the time.

The corners of Ling Xingye's eyes were slightly closed. According to the information from Zhong Yunsheng earlier, there were only three descendants of the Qiao family, Qiao Mengye, Qiao Sucan and Qiao Shuxi.

He paid special attention to Qiao Shuxi. It seemed that because he had no spiritual roots, he was not loved by his grandfather since he was a child. After his father died, his status in the Qiao family plummeted. Not on the same level.

He rubbed his chin, his eyes were a little dark and unclear, he never thought that Qiao Kongxiang would have such a son, looking at this character, compared with it, it is nothing but two extremes.

After a while, he tilted his head, raised his eyebrows lightly, and showed a nasty smile, "Do you know how your father died?"

Qiao Shuxi nodded. Although he was young at that time, he already understood the truth. His father died in Jingyouzhou. When the news came back, his grandfather was furious. He summoned his uncle and others overnight to demand that the murderer pay for his life.

He said: "My father is Zhan Fan. He was killed in the Jingyouzhou War Department. The person who killed his father is also dead. I don't know your Excellency..."

"Wrong," Ling Xingye suddenly interrupted him, and said with a smile, "That person isn't dead, it's me."