The wind is strong.

The white flag was blown up and made a whirring sound, covering the horrified gaze of a group of people.

Li Yong swallowed a saliva, stretched out his hand, trying to stop Wang Ningzhi.

Sun Xiang's body twitched unconsciously, lying on the ground.

...Wang Ningzhi walked forward and pulled out the long sword inserted into Sun Xiang's chest, and sprayed a bloodline. He swung the blood stained on the knife hard, frowned, and felt something was wrong. Even though he killed someone with his own hands, he seemed to feel disgusted and had no other emotions in his heart.

The man did not answer.

Wang Ningzhi sighed and pointed at the man with a knife and continued to ask: "Or is God not blessed by him, but you?"

"It's not me, don't kill me!" Looking at the tip of the knife that was so close, the man shook his head quickly, and retreated behind him.

"Is that you?" I just want the person next to me.

"It's not me..."

"you?"

"no!"

One after another, the long sword pointed at anyone, whether it was a plain or a Taoist robe, it seemed that Wang Ningzhi's eyes were not sympathetic, as if once he answered "yes", a bloody mouth would appear in his chest the next moment, and he fell to the ground like Sun Xiang.

"This is strange. Since God has not protected me, how can I say that dreams come from? You follow him and punish me. There must be evidence. Do you have evidence?"

The first person who was just guided was hesitant for a moment and suddenly jumped out and knelt on the ground, saying painfully: "The Lord of the Mansion is aware of this demonic Taoist and evil words that confuse the public. We are confused, it is him... All of this was arranged by him. He promised me to reward money after the matter is done... Lord of the Mansion, I, we are just obsessed with ghosts for a while, please punish me..."

The people behind him were stunned and then they all knelt down: "I would like to punish you!"

Li Yong stretched out his hand and was about to hold Wang Ningzhi's sleeve. When he heard these people's words, he stopped moving and quickly waved his hand at the martial arts servant beside him: "Can you slander the Lord of the Mansion? Humph, death penalty can be avoided, and living crime cannot be escaped. All the people coming will be arrested!"

Wang Ningzhi looked back at him, nodded with satisfaction, handed the long knife in his hand to his hand, patted his shoulder, but looked around at the officials around him with different expressions, and smiled and said, "I've done a good job, I'll leave it to you first."

...

County governor's office.

The maid brought a bowl of hot water mixed.

Wang Ningzhi put his hands in and soaked them. After a while, he pinched the bath beans placed in the bowl next to him, rubbed his hands, washed them, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and raised his head: "Change another basin of water in."

The maid did as she said.

Throw the handkerchief onto the table - two used handkerchiefs.

The same kind of tragedy under the pressure of survival, that is, killing people is a sinful act. Wang Ningzhi naturally knew that the moment he killed Sun Xiang was just like a habitual action, and even after killing someone, he didn't feel guilty in his heart. This made him feel inappropriate. Even if he was very strong inside, he had to move... He was not afraid of death because of his indifferent temperament. Even if many things happen to him, he could change his position and look at this from an objective perspective.

So this matter seemed a bit inappropriate in his opinion: there was no slight disturbance after he killed someone. Is it because many things that have happened in recent times have affected him, or is it that he has completely integrated with this era... He is not clear, and is a little stubborn and can't figure it out, so he subconsciously troubles the maid repeatedly.

The sound of walking came, and the maid placed the hot water basin in front of him: "Mr., please cleanse your hands."

Wang Ningzhi stared at the maid in front of him, with an oval face. Although he was not old, he looked a little young at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and he was still a little tender and a hint of innocence. He reached out and said, "I can't wash it myself, please help me."

The maid looked at him in confusion, but did not see lust in his eyes. The evil expression of anxiety retreated a little, nodded, and carefully washed Wang Ningzhi's hands.

After a while, he wiped Wang Ningzhi's hands with a new handkerchief and cleaned up. The maid was about to retreat.

Wang Ningzhi said, "If I kill someone, is it considered a crime?"

The maid blinked: "The prince of the county is the greatest, and the prince of the government says he is innocent, that is innocent."

With a smile, as if he had regained his vitality in an instant, Wang Ningzhi sat down and said, "You go back, Li Yong is back and let him come to see me."

...

This is the two days since Li Yong became the county magistrate of Kuaiji County. It was fine yesterday. Just the county magistrate reorganized the officials of the county magistrate's office. It was nothing, but today is different. So many people died in one breath... There is no count of how many people, but the news came that Huang Xian, the central supervisor, and Feng Xuan, the family of Feng Xuan, the northern supervisor, were killed last night, and the two fires surging, burning everything, leaving only a few black coke corpses.

In addition, there were Taoists who came to cause trouble and promoted some divine punishment... The matter was complicated, and it seemed that after Wang Ningzhi suppressed the group of people, he was unintentional to deal with it and handed it over to Li Yong. He simply had a rich experience in doing things. Although he was very busy, he also issued the order in an orderly manner, and sent the supervisors to investigate, reorganize the county prisons, detain the troublemakers, etc.

Looking at the tea that Wang Ningzhi handed him to him, Li Yong hurriedly took it, took a few sips, put it down, and said to Wang Ningzhi: "Mr. The news just came that there are still Taoists spreading the words "Heavenly Condemnation". The famous Taoist Shangyang Zhenren also spoke just now and said similar remarks..."

"Shangyang?" Wang Ningzhi thought of the Shangqing Taoist whom he met during the debate in Qixia Temple and curled his lips, "All monsters and monsters jumped out, what did he say?"

"He said...the dark clouds were covered with demonic energy, and the most concise above the county magistrate's mansion seemed to be unknown..."

Dadadada knocked on the table, and Wang Ningzhi handed a letter to Li Yong and said, "You handed this letter to Yang Heyan, the supervisor of the Eastern Region, and asked him to go to the Wang family to his subordinate Xie Lingjiang. As for the rumors and omens, they need not be paid attention to, but they still have to explain it. It is best to notify the villages of the county and let the farmers prepare. Although they don't know the truth or falsehood, they should have a sense of prevention. They should pack up the necessary property, don't go out, pay attention to taking care of the elderly and children... The speed should be fast, start from the southeast."

Li Yong nodded to show his understanding, but soon hesitated: "Mr., those remarks spread, and some people in the county magistrate's house seem to..."

"In this situation, you don't need to pay attention to the size of the official position. Whoever obeys will give it to you? Remember those who are slow to do things, and tell me that I will punish them." Wang Ningzhi narrowed his eyes, "Some people always think that their body is harder than swords. You can let them try it. If you encounter trouble on the way, don't hesitate. Just kill them, and they can always change their words."
Chapter completed!