"Eradicate!"
Wu Ming's face was cold, and he watched the eyes of a female authority in front of him instantly lose focus, and fell limply, turning into a corpse.
"Murting women and children is intolerable! You must die!"
In his hand, another guy who looked like a scholar was blindfolded, cursed, and killed himself by chewing his tongue.
puff!
A cloud of blood mist spat out from his mouth, with a green color, stabbing at Wu Ming like a flying sword.
"Huh? Confucian blue blood Danqing?"
With a flash of light in Wu Ming's hand, he defeated the green blood arrow: "She should be your enemy, right? I avenged you, why do I still do this?"
While speaking, a strong force pushed the scholar away.
"Woo..."
Chewing tongue is a very painful way to die. This scholar has obviously practiced it before, and he can barely move at this moment, twisting on the ground, trying to dip his finger in blood, wrote seven characters of 'hate', suddenly straightened up, Bleeding from both eyes.
"Boring... Is there some bloody plot similar to Liang Zhu hidden?"
Wu Ming touched his chin, but he was indifferent, and he didn't have any desire to explore. He watched the scholar lose his breath indifferently.
[Ding! Your privileges have been elevated! For specific information, please explore by yourself!]
A prompt from the main temple appeared.
Killing those with authority will inevitably lead to a transfer of power, which implies the encouragement of fighting, which makes Wu Ming grasp the hidden purpose of the main temple.
In the past few days, he has fought in all directions, and according to the information of the blood alliance, he has wiped out at least a dozen reincarnations.
Among such a large number, even if half of them are wronged, and the other half have no authority at all, but if they don't accumulate small streams, they can't become rivers and seas. The increase brought about by such accumulation is quite terrifying.
At this time, Wu Ming didn't know how much his authority had been increased, but he knew that some secret powers of the main temple were also released to him-this was only the part he had figured out!
"Kill... kill!"
According to the theorem that the yamen servants are always the last to arrive, even though Wu Ming killed people in the city, and his actions were extremely rampant, only then did the footsteps of Tolerance come.
"Has Da Zhou been corrupted to this point?"
Wu Ming, however, sighed, leaning against the blood-sucking lord's fleshy orifice, and flipped carelessly away from the city wall.
This lightness kung fu of leaping several feet made the chasing yacha yamen stunned and dare not chase after him even more.
After all, they were just officials in a small county town, and they were just making a living. For such vicious gangsters, they were really frightening at first sight.
"At the time of the founding of the country, or during the rise of the dynasty, no matter what gangsters or giants would dare to openly kill officials, the people in the public family would have enough courage, and once they drank it, the ghosts and monsters would be discouraged... But now...'
Knowing autumn by looking at a leaf is only one aspect, and it has already made Wu Ming aware that the situation in this county and even nearby counties is not optimistic.
"Unexpectedly... the Shengjing Plain, which was full of fertile fields and fertile land, has now fallen into this state..."
Looking at the wilderness not far away and the criss-crossing ravines, he couldn't help sighing again.
good!
This place is Shangzhou, even the base camp of the Shang Dynasty, a small county near Shengjing in Shijue Pass!
Wu Ming had been here once before, and he revisited his old place three hundred years later, only to see devastation everywhere.
The original shade of trees and luxuriant grass had all disappeared. There were only deep loess gullies, like scars on the earth, without any breath of life.
When the strong wind blows a little, it will fly sand and rocks, covering the sky and blocking the sun.
There is no doubt that this place is a bad place! Jedi!
"Back then, the big merchants went against the sky, and the dragons on the earth were injured, which damaged the atmosphere of the earth. This is the first! Twelve golden men crashed into Shengjing, and the evil spirit was overflowing. There was no grass growing in a radius of a hundred miles, and it remained unchanged for three hundred years. This is the second!"
"With these two things, Shangzhou's status has dropped immediately since the end of the Shang Dynasty, and even the total annual yield per mu of the whole prefecture is not as good as two or three counties in other prefectures! It has truly become a barren land!"
"Great Zhou naturally abandoned Shengjing and established another capital. Instead, it was regarded as a place of misfortune. In the past few decades, even if officials were relegated, they would rather go to southern Xinjiang or northern wilderness than come here! Gradually it became The Exiled Lands…”
"The county just now is far worse than any big town in Chufeng County..."
"But thanks to this notoriety, the rogues also know that there is no oil and water here, and the army will eat if they don't come. Instead, there is not much war. Is it a blessing in disguise to some extent?"
…
Thinking back on these changes, Wu Ming's face showed a sigh of relief.
"However... why did the imperial court dispatched elite soldiers to come here?"
This news was obtained from Qianhu Li Zongyi as a secret. Moreover, this person must have discovered some clues, and he wanted to retreat. He did not hesitate to directly offend Xie's family, and also wanted to take Xie Baoyu and Xie Ling'er in exchange for quitting this mission. .
However, although the idea was good, after being discovered by Wu Ming, he could only leave the stage sadly.
"The Department of Strange News of the Imperial Court..."
According to Wu Ming's investigation, this is the Yamen established during the period of Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty. On the surface, it is a small department that sends people to travel around the world to collect anecdotes and strange things, but in fact, it secretly recruits many strange people and strangers. There are some flavors of 'six doors' and 'dongchang', the main purpose is to pursue and spy on the news about reincarnation.
"However there is a great weapon to kill the Lord God, these can only be in vain..."
Wu Ming was a little puzzled at once. If the national power is strong and there are such unstable factors under the rule, it is reasonable to send people to investigate.
But now, when the world is in chaos, they are still chasing after him so hard, and even this time they have to mobilize elite soldiers and generals from all states to take joint action, so there is something 'unreasonable' about it.
"It seems... Li Zongyi's guess is correct. Behind this Department of Strange News is not only the imperial court, but also all parties behind the scenes!"
As long as you have a blessed place, you can build a thousand-year-old family!
With such background, there are also great supernatural powers above level six to suppress luck, which is naturally enough to compete with the imperial court.
At this point, let alone.
"Is it the imperial court wanting to do something, or is it driven by many aristocratic families?"
Although there are many factions in the world and a hundred schools of thought, but the Department of Abnormalities is finally a member of the imperial court. If there is no nod from the royal family, it is impossible to make such a big show.
"Perhaps it is a joint operation, and the court also agrees, and is happy to see it succeed?"
Wu Ming pursed his lips, with a playful smile: "In Shangzhou, is it related to the main temple?"
With that in mind, I immediately set off on my way.
If there is no accident, there should be a contact point designated by the Department of Abnormalities ahead.
…
Dozens of miles from the small county, you will arrive at the capital of the former dynasty, and there is a small post station.
The post station is a place for imperial documents to be transmitted, and for officials to rest and change horses. It is also an important hub connecting all parts of the empire.
It is through this node-like post station system densely covered in nineteen states that the appointment of the imperial court can be transferred from top to bottom, which is the basis of unification.
However, in the later period of the dynasty, it was easy to become a place of corruption and extortion by officials, which made the Yicheng miserable and increased the burden on the court.
Wu Ming remembered that the former Chongzhen Emperor resolutely ordered the dismantling of the post station when he saw this malpractice, but the implementation was very problematic, and Li Zicheng, a laid-off employee who asked for salary, came out... and then there was no more...
"However... this is also the last place, and you will arrive at Shengjing further on. There is really no grass, and even mice can't survive..."
Wu Ming walked into a small post station.
This post station is also very small, the yellow wind blows outside, the wooden boards on all sides vibrate, and the wind leaks, it feels a bit crumbling.
After entering, the first thing you enter is a small hall, with wing rooms on both sides, and the sound of cattle and horses coming from the backyard, but you are weak, and you can tell that you are very thin without looking.
An old, hunchbacked official came up, glanced at Wu Ming with cloudy eyes, and asked weakly: "Excuse me, who is the lord who came here, do you have a seal?"
Originally, according to the court regulations, only officials could use post stations, but at this time, power-seeking was prevalent, and any yamen could open a certificate, allowing relatives and followers to occupy the resources of the Great Zhou court, and they also blackmailed them in every possible way, making each post station unable to make ends meet.
Of course, Wu Ming didn't have any evidence on him.
Even if there is, it is not known whether the imperial court will recognize it if it was sent out by the Jiedu envoy of the Nanfeng Army!
At this moment, after thinking about it, he threw out a token.
This Ling is swarthy, on the front is a Yazi, showing teeth and claws, and on the back is engraved with the words "Da Zhou Weiwen Division, Zheng Jun of Hundred Households under his command", and there is a trace of a seal, which has a strange shape.
"So it's Lord Baihu, please!"
The Qianhu of the Department of Different Information has the seventh rank, and the Baihu is lower, but it is also an official of the ninth rank.
There are also grades in post stations, and post officials at the state and county level have official status, but at the county level and below, they are still officials. The old man saluted with a wry smile.
"Well, you go arrange some wine and dinner..."
Wu Ming entered the door carelessly, and seeing the embarrassment on this person's face, he couldn't help but smile: "Of course... I know it's not easy for you, so here's to you, choose the one you want!"
As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of silver into the old official's arms.
"How did this happen?"
Although the old official was evasive, he was clutching the money tightly in his hand, bowed repeatedly, and then retreated into the back hall, when there was a faint shout: "Daniu, let your bastard kill the chicken, and then heat it up again." Hot stove, a master is coming!"
It seems that the whole family has been stuffed into the establishment.
Wu Ming smiled slightly, and didn't care about the old official's selfishness.
It didn't take long for the rice and wine to be served, a bowl full of corn, a fat chicken, two plates of pickles, and a pot of rice wine, full of aroma.
Wu Ming drank the wine slightly. The rice wine was a bit bitter, but the taste was still pure. He looked at the old official rubbing his hands next to him, and smiled again: "Come on! You sit too!"
After letting this person sit down and drinking two more glasses of wine, Wu Mingcai seemed to have no intention of asking: "There are not many people here on weekdays, right?"
"Naturally less..."
The old official said with a bitter face: "We usually rely on the donations from the county to survive, but these days there are suddenly more people... Yesterday, an official from the capital took away two good horses. Only two poor horses were left for the old man..."