A big man walked over from the other side and walked past him. The big man suddenly slashed his neck with his palm and stretched it out. He fainted.

When he woke up, he was already in a room with an oil lamp lit in the room. The room was very dark, with more than a dozen people around him, and he was tied to a bench.

"You, you...who are you?"

No one spoke, but one person moved. When he saw the man picking up a piece of paper from the table, dipping the paper in a copper basin and covering it on his face, he immediately felt that his breathing became difficult. As the paper was covered by his face, his breathing became more and more difficult, and his body began to struggle violently.

Just when he felt that he was about to die, the paper on his face was taken down. He breathed greedily, took a few breaths, and his mind gradually became clearer. However, once his mind was clear, the fear in his heart magnified infinitely and shouted tremblingly:

"I am from the Jingwang Mansion, who are you? You will be killed by the Jingwang..."

Before he could finish his words, a piece of wet paper covered his face again, and then one after another. When he felt like he was about to die again, he took down the paper on his face with one hand. But at this time he had collapsed and cried:

"What are you going to do?"

"Wang Haicheng, male, thirty-six years old..."

A voice rang out in the suffocating little room, but Wang Haicheng became more and more afraid of it the more he heard it. Everything about him was read out by that person, and he knew himself better than himself, including the women and children he secretly raised.

When the sound stopped, the people beside him began to cover his face with wet paper, one after another. He struggled hard, trying to speak, but could only make a whine.

When he felt like he was dying again, the paper on his face was taken off. He hurriedly took a few breaths and shouted loudly.

"I do whatever you want me to do."

"Let him loose."

Someone loosened him and then helped him sit up. Then he saw a young man sitting not far in front of him.

"Recognize your words?" the young man asked faintly.

"Acknowledge it!" Wang Haicheng nodded quickly.

The young man came from the person next to him and handed it to him:

"have a look!"

Wang Haicheng took the scroll, and before he opened it, his hands trembled, looking at the young man opposite him and said:

"Holy...the imperial edict?"

"Haha..." the young man smiled and said, "I'm quite eye-catching."

Wang Haicheng wriggled some Adam's apples, and felt extremely uneasy in his heart, and he whispered:

"I have seen it in the Jingwang Mansion."

"Look at it." The young man raised his hand and signaled.

Wang Haicheng opened the imperial edict, looked at a few lines, and his hands trembled, and the imperial edict fell from his hands. He was grabbed by the big men on both sides with one hand, and then shouted coldly:

"Look good!"

“Yes!”

Wang Haicheng took the imperial edict, looked carefully, and then looked at the jade seal on the imperial edict. Finally, he concluded that the imperial edict was true.

With a "thump", Wang Haicheng knelt on the ground.

"This... sir, the matter of King Jing has nothing to do with the villain..."

"Shut up!" a big man next to him shouted.

Wang Haizhen closed his mouth, but his body was trembling constantly. A man next to him took away the imperial edict and looked at Wang Haicheng:

"I'll let you go."

"Ah?" Wang Haicheng looked at the young man opposite in surprise.

"But, you can catch you at any time and suffocate you to death with those papers. Do you believe it?"

Wang Haicheng shook even more violently and said tremblingly: "I believe, I believe."

When Wang Haicheng thought of the process of being bored just now, he was so scared that he burst into tears. He crawled forward a few steps, hugged the young man's thigh and said:

"Sir, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Very good!" The young man said with satisfaction on his face: "I want you to go back and see the King of Jing."

"See your photos?"

"Well, tell him that he has the appearance of an emperor, and it's time to rebel."

"this……"

"Why? I don't want to?" The young man's face darkened.

"No...No...I've seen the picture for King Jing long ago."

"Oh?" said the young man with interest, "What did you say?"

"I...I said he...has the appearance of an emperor..."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly. When the laughter fell, the young man said:

"Did King Jing believe it?"

"I believe it."

The young man was silent for a moment and said leisurely: "What a tailor who is a chef is not a good driver!"

Wang Haicheng was puzzled, but he didn't dare to speak. After a while, the young man said:

"How did King Jing do it?"

"The King of Jing has trained 300 dead soldiers and has secretly controlled horse thieves, with nearly 10,000 mountain bandits and water thieves. He originally had several wards, but they were all killed by Lord Luo and moved the wards to the north. It can be said that the biggest reliance of King of Jing is gone."

"Also, King Jing made the dragon robe, I know where to put it..."

The young man was silent for a moment and said, "Get up."

"Sir, thank you!" Wang Haicheng stood up and said with a waist, "Sir, who are you?"

"I am Luo Xin."

"Ro Luo... Luo Xin..." Wang Haicheng suddenly widened his eyes, then knelt on the ground with a thud:

"The students have met the Grand Governor."

"Get up, you said you are a scholar, what kind of Taoist priest you are going to be?"

"Student..." The man stood up and blushed, "Student... can't make it."

Luo Xin thought for a moment and said, "Follow me to do things."

"What?" Wang Haicheng looked up suddenly.

"Follow me to do things." Luo Xin said again.

Wang Haicheng looked at Luo Xin blankly, then burst into tears. As long as he was a scholar, who wanted to be a Taoist priest and fool people everywhere? Who doesn’t want to have a proper origin?

Who is Luo Xin?

The Ming Dynasty War God, the second-class marquis. The Ming Dynasty God of Wealth, the third-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites, now manages the entire south. With such a person, not to mention wealth and honor, he can return home in a rich and noble manner and glorify his ancestors. He has been wandering outside for many years and never dared to return to his hometown. He only returns to his hometown in his dreams, and tears flow when he wakes up.

"Thank you, the students must be loyal to you."

Luo Xin reached out and helped Wang Haicheng up and said, "You are also a little wise, but you must be in love with the people in the future."

"Students are taught!" Wang Haicheng stood up and said ashamed: "Although the students have some methods... they did not do anything to harm the people."

"If you do it, do you think you will still stand here?" Luo Xin's expression became serious and said, "If you dare to do it in the future, those papers will be prepared for you."

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Chapter completed!