His Majesty the Demon King of Justice

I don’t know if it’s because the master Qingtian always lives in the back hall of the yamen in the ancient costume film, which has too much influence on people. The common people seem to think that the city’s leadership team is squatting in the city’s “government” building when they have nothing to do, but... in the case of Huaxia Official style, there are not so many top leaders in the office squatting in the office all day.Now the mayor of city y is busy with the executive deputy mayor, going back and forth to check and investigate various key departments in city y. There are so many things at the end of the year, who has time to sit in the office and drink tea, do you want to continue? done?

It's also because the leaders are busy, and no one is willing to come out to deal with those who gather in the city's "government" square to hold a sit-in protest. Anyway, the leaders of city y don't have anything to contact with the land gods. How can they answer the demands of the citizens? , simply push down the responsibility layer by layer, and push it to that unlucky bastard that no one can push, and it's over...

At this moment, there are three unlucky people who are against the protesting citizens, the deputy director of the district police station on duty, and the fire brigade and special police team whose headquarters happen to be near the city government.The grassroots cadres in the three aspects don't even know anything about the inside story. What kind of commotion occurs? Stampede and the like, the second is to prevent people from fishing in troubled waters, thieves and theft, and the third is to try to persuade the citizens to disperse...

"My lord, listen to me, it's totally unreasonable for the gods to come out of the mountain to accept apprentices—"

"Bah, I'm old and I'm not blind yet. How many people saw it on the TV station the night before yesterday, and it's fake?!"

"No, I'm not saying that there are fake gods, I'm saying that this god didn't even say that he wanted to accept disciples—"

"Secretary Dakang said he wants to take over the land, can Secretary Dakang lie to people!"

"Uh... Even Secretary Dakang wants to accept it, but geographically speaking, we are not under the control of Secretary Dakang—"

"Isn't there still Song Ci? We didn't ask to see Secretary Dakang. What we want to see is Song Ci. You can't hide Song Ci from us ordinary people. The children of officials who are qualified to be teachers will be gone. You are feudalism, I tell you!"

"The god didn't even say he wanted to take disciples..."

"My old man is not blind yet deaf! It's been shown on TV and you still want to hide it!"

"..."

Full of sympathy, Wang Lin looked at the five-year-old special police buddy who got up silently, walked to the shadow of the flower bed, squatted down and drew circles...

"I'm sorry buddy, I didn't mean it—" Wiping cold sweat and walking away, Wang Lin never expected that the public would transfer their trust in Secretary Dakang in the TV series to Guangnan Xijun so quickly , let alone set the threshold for accepting disciples of gods so high through the mouth of Mr. Jingnan, and there are so many parents who are confident in their children's "fascination"...

Wang Lin's own parents took the bento in anger many years ago. After living freely for so many years, Wang Lin really ignored how terrible the tradition of parents expecting their children to become dragons with Chinese characteristics is. Sister Xie's mother is all "fascinated" and confidently believes that as long as Xie Sanyuan has long hair and is willing to wear a skirt, if she catches a rich, handsome, golden turtle son-in-law with a pinch... she is really "fascinated".

Covering his face all the way through the square and into the hall of the city government, Wang Lin had no time to catch his breath and almost slipped into the hall—a group of people were actually sitting in the hall. There are a few differences, all are well dressed or have children, and most of them are several families, either chatting in the lobby, or occupying the offices of some window departments...

Listen carefully again, okay, these are all related households of the municipal "government" department. Among the whispers of constipation, it seems that some old leader who has retired has brought his family to join in the fun...

"This is probably the most class-free phenomenon in Huaxia Kingdom..." Wang Lin couldn't resist, he didn't want to do the job of scouting for news, and it was more comfortable to play games at Maohei Internet Cafe - he turned around and walked away Only then did he realize, "Oh, that's not right, those in the square who don't know the news can only stand up, and those who can come in with their families should be able to hear the news... The country is going to negotiate with Lord Jingnan. Is the person here?"

Right now, he wants to hurry up and leave City Y as soon as he finishes singing the show, and immediately looks for the office of the "senior official" with great interest... The result is obvious, from the mayor and secretary of the municipal party committee down to the place where the people can know The offices of top "government" officials are empty.

"Wtf?!" Wang Lin was so out of breath and his legs were so weak that he couldn't even take the elevator. The amount of exercise required to run all over a city government can be imagined.

On the other side... a bus that looked like a tourist bus drove into the compound of City Y's "government" through the back door in a low-key manner.

The car was parked next to the small building on the edge. After the door opened, more than [-] men and women, old and young, got out. The police chief of City Y came out of the building to greet them and brought them into the building. The second floor was temporarily vacated and remodeled from the office In the conference room, Chen Youxiao, who was waiting here, got up when he saw the person coming: "Director Bai."

The leader of this group of mysterious visitors...is none other than Bai Wu, the department director of the Special Security Bureau. Director Bai smiled and nodded to Chen Youxiao and the four newcomers from the No. Turn around and go over to arrange the experts.

Chen Youxiao knew that what Bai Wu meant was that the members of the expert team did not know the level of secrecy they existed, so he winked at the four young men, and stepped forward to help the police chief of city y greet these people , looks like a local person belonging to city y.

City y's brains don't show up, and only arrange the chief of public security to be responsible for the reception work. This can be regarded as the usual behavior of the local grassroots in Huaxia country - it is absolutely fine to not mess around and stand out when there is no guarantee of the direction of the wind. Looking for trouble, otherwise this would be an expert group sent by the central government, if there is no such thing, who would not want to come out and show their face or something.

The chief of the Public Security Bureau also knows that he is carrying the pot for the big bosses in the city. If there is a good thing, he can't monopolize it. If there is a bad thing, he has to get his ass. It's a depressed mood, but it's okay, and he can let go of it. What's the matter, seeing Chen Youxiao and the people from the secrecy department pretending to be his subordinates, he didn't change his face.

People from the Special Security Bureau accounted for more than half of the expert group, and then there were a few outsiders, including religious people, folklorists, historians, military civilians, and people sent by the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference to make soy sauce—er , in order to show the "enlightenment" of the Central Committee of China, the soy sauce party of the CPPCC can always appear on various occasions. Anyway, everyone knows what kind of stuff is in the patriotic united front. (The place where Puyi stayed, so everyone understands it.)

A group of people sat down to take a sip of tea to take a breath, and listened to the team leader Director Bai babbling a few words on the scene. There was no "corruption" reception anyway, and even if some people had other ideas, they were in the head of the Special Security Bureau. Under the deterrence of most members, there is no room for display.The cutscene was almost over. Director Bai raised his arm, and the people from the Special Security Bureau immediately got up to arrange and fiddle with various shooting equipment, monitoring and testing equipment, etc. on the vacated space. It is not enough to wait in battle.

This is a memorable day. On December 2017, 12, China Capital Time, at 13:[-] p.m., Bai Wu, director of the headquarters department of the Special Security Bureau, personally lit the paper ball left by the living land god Jing Nanjun——

The ball of paper burned slowly in the ashtray that was specially cleaned, and all the participants present held their breaths, their eyes widened, and they nervously looked forward to the upcoming exciting moment——

30 seconds later...

1 minutes later……

2 minutes later……

The expert group, including the family members of the Special Security Bureau, couldn't help turning their attention to Chen Youxiao who kept the paper balls.

"..." Although Chen Youxiao tried his best to keep calm, the cold sweat had already rolled down his back, and he didn't need others to question him, he himself was a little uncertain. When did the ball of paper get swapped?

"Ha ha……"

About 80 meters away in a straight line, Wang Lin was hiding in a file room lying flat, stretching out his tongue and gasping for breath. A certain level of mental power can feed back the body, but Wang Lin's mental power has not yet reached that level. , Physical strength is still scum... Even if he senses the location where the spiritual link is sent out, he doesn't have the physical strength to sit up right now.

Lie down for a while to even out the breath, tremblingly took out the chocolate in his pocket, gnawed it, and drank a bottle of yogurt—this is what Wang Lin always kept on his body after he discovered that the recovery of mental strength was related to physical strength— - When I feel better, I sit up with support, first open the subspace enchantment that collapsed after being exhausted to the limit, and then take out the illusion projection ball of Lord Jingnan.

Twelve minutes after the burning of the paper balls, the outsiders of the expert team began to suspect that the Special Security Bureau was sneaking them to play. Chen Youxiao and the four young people had already opened the lockbox where the paper balls were placed and checked... Finally, the red wooden door that appeared twice appeared again.

This time, the door was on the wall, and Mr. Jingnan walked out as if he was visiting a neighbor's house, because he didn't have any special effects or background bgm when he appeared on stage... so the people present actually They didn't notice him for the first time. It wasn't until a female folklorist in the expert group screamed that everyone's attention focused on Mr. Jingnan.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Song Ci·Jing Nanjun's majestic gaze scanned the slightly "chaotic" venue, and a clear and steady voice sounded: "Who is in charge."