"Who is he? If he dares to break into the county government office without permission, what kind of crime should he be punished!"
When the four detectives saw Zhong Yu walking towards them, they shouted loudly and asked sharply.
Although the entire county is now in panic, and even basic order cannot be maintained, these four detectives, whether out of their own responsibilities, loyalty to the county magistrate, or vigilance against strangers, have all joined forces. Qi pulled out the sharp blade in his hand and looked at Zhong Yu with an evil look.
Even if it weren't for the fact that Zhong Yu was dressed quite gorgeously and every move he made had the aura of a superior, these detectives would have killed him without mercy, and they wouldn't have even asked a question.
At this time, extraordinary measures must be used. Anyone who is suspicious is potentially suspected of being an enemy and is not guilty of killing.
Facing the four policemen in front of him who looked nervous, had wary eyes, and held weapons tightly in their hands, Zhong Yu ignored their questions and continued walking without stopping.
"Damn it, what a bold thief. He dared to ignore us and break into the county government office. He deserves to be killed."
Seeing that the four of them were ignored, one of the leading detectives suddenly pulled out a sharp blade, holding a sharp knife in his hand and gritted his teeth.
But before he could swing down the sharp knife in his hand, Zhong Yu just glanced at them. These people felt that their whole bodies were stiff, their consciousness was blurred, and they seemed to be unable to control their bodies.
The four people's eyes fell into darkness.
In this way, the first few defenses were released, and Zhong Yu headed towards the county government office.
After crossing several corridors and passing several houses along the road, he came to the residence of the county magistrate he had observed before.
At this time, the county magistrate was sitting alone in his study, writing one word after another on the white rice paper. However, his face was pale, cold sweat continued to overflow on his forehead, and his eyes were lost in thought. Can't stay still.
As the lord of a county, although his status was not high in the entire Ming Dynasty, he had also entered the class of official.
In the eyes of those lowly and ignorant untouchables, he is still a great figure who is in charge of their life, death, misfortune, and must not be offended. He is more feared than God.
In fact, this is also the case, since the county magistrate has lived in poverty for ten years, followed by several imperial examinations, and lost his name several times before he was in his thirties.
After that, he served as an official in various places and served as an adjutant of the ninth and eighth grades for several times. At the age of nearly 50, he was successfully promoted and became the magistrate of Hecheng County. He finally gained a lot of authority and became your local official.
But who would have thought that before he could make enough money in this place, he would gain some prestige. In his second year in office, he encountered such an invasion by monster soldiers.
How could this not make him feel angry, desperate, and frightened? Now, he no longer wanted to care about anything, he just wanted to survive.
There was a squeak.
The door to the study room was opened, causing the magistrate to frown.
"What's going on? Master, didn't I tell you that no one can disturb you? Ah Fu, are you tired of living? You want to try the family method."
There was a long silence, and no one answered him at all.
The county magistrate instinctively felt that something was wrong. Normally, after hearing his tone, his guard Ah Fu would kneel to the ground in fear, kowtow and beg for mercy, and then slowly explain the reason.
But now there is no answer, as if the door was blown open by the wind, and no one has been here at all.
But the county magistrate knew that was not the case.
Not to mention, he placed a fourth-level guard outside the door, Afukang Suo, who was loyal to him.
Just because he didn't feel any atmosphere after the door opened just now, he can conclude that the door was pushed open by someone.
The magistrate raised his head, finally removed his gaze from the paper and looked at the door.
But this time, his pupils shrank.
"Who are you? What is your purpose? How did you get here? Where is my guard Afu?"
Several questions popped out of his mouth, but there was still no answer, and Zhong Yu was not interested in answering this ant's words.
After glancing at him, the county magistrate turned into ashes just like his previous subordinates.
Walking to where the county magistrate was standing just now, Zhong Yu glanced at several words written on the table.
The writing is strong, full of twists and turns, and there is some artistic conception in it. It is indeed a good handwriting.
This county magistrate is famous for his calligraphy. It was thanks to his good calligraphy that he was able to go to high school.
Shaking his head, Zhong Yu blew a breath, and the pile of good words in front of him turned into ashes, and rushed to hell with the county magistrate.
In the troubled times, he was immersed in these romantic affairs, reciting poems and doing right things. No wonder the Ming Dynasty is now besieged on all sides.
Then, Zhong Yu looked at the only thing left on the table.
It was a square box, square and square, with about six inches left and right, and there seemed to be something hidden inside.
As soon as my mind moved, the box opened automatically, revealing a bronze seal with a turtle button inside. On the bottom of the seal were four characters, "Hecheng County Governance".
This is the magistrate's seal of Hecheng County. It is a symbol of a county's power and the hub of luck. It gathers all the people in a county, which is quite magical.
It has the effect of fending off evil spirits and driving away evil spirits, and it is an important weapon for humanity.
And this big seal is also Zhong Yu's goal in this trip to the county government.
How could a mere county magistrate know that he would waste so much time? Zhong Yu, who had the sixth level of cultivation, could kill the target in a single thought as long as he was within the scope of his spiritual consciousness. He would have to go to the county office and stand in front of the magistrate. Put him to death in front of him.
The real purpose is that this seal condenses most of the luck of the city and county. This is an incredible treasure.
What attracts Zhong Yu the most is not the humanistic belief condensed on it, but the luck worth about 500,000 yuan, which is his wealth.
"It is indeed a symbol of the power of a county. It has more than ten times more luck than killing the county magistrate. The harvest from this trip is extraordinary."
Zhong Yu was full of praise, and finally a trace of joy appeared on his face.
Just as a member of the county government, he had gained about 700,000 yuan, which was quite a fortune.
"However, it's still time to get down to business."
Then Zhong Yu's face calmed down and he looked solemn. He left the study room and came to the square in front of the government office.
At this time, the county government square was already crowded with people, so crowded that one could not see the edge at a glance.
And around the square stood solemn soldiers wearing green and red armor, plain white wind robes on their shoulders, holding bright silver spears, and long blood-red ribbons on their waists.
There were a lot of these soldiers. Looking down from the sky, the entire county was covered with these soldiers. Counting the number, there were as many as 5,000 of them.
The noise in the square was endless, with cries, discussions, and sounds of joy everywhere. Many people showed fear or hope, and kept scanning the soldiers around them who looked powerful.
When the entire empire had given up on them, this group seemed to be quite powerful and numerous, forming a large-scale army, which undoubtedly became their hope.
After all, compared to those ferocious monsters that eat human flesh and feed on human beings, these soldiers who look like humans at first glance and have good military discipline are more reliable.
At least, they don't eat people.
As a purple figure came out of the solemn yamen door in front of them, and then with all the blue and red armored soldiers kneeling to greet him, everyone in the square fell silent and stared closely at the figure at the door.
They knew that the master of this army, the real person in charge, had appeared.
(End of chapter)