I blame the system for licking dogs

It's September, Yicheng in the north has entered autumn, and the dense forests on the mountains around Pingyang Town have begun to turn yellow.

After receiving Lin Qingyue's call, Liu Zhengjing looked at the distant mountains and knew that his comfortable days were coming to an end.

As the deputy director of the Dongshan Prefecture Public Security Bureau, Lin Shizheng has always kept his integrity and will not be caught by others.

Even if some accidents occur, Lin Shizheng, who is considered to be in a high position, cannot be controlled.

Lin Qingyue didn't say much on the phone. Liu Zhengjing couldn't make a judgment, and it was more likely that he was being set up.

Lin Shizheng has been in the officialdom for many years and is experienced. It is not that there are no opponents who want to target him in these years, but they have not succeeded.

Therefore, it is difficult to identify the enemy. There are too many people who want to get rid of Lin Shizheng, and revenge from the Song family is not ruled out.

All these circumstances indicate that this matter is very difficult, and Lin Qingyue only called Liu Zhengzheng because she was well aware of Liu Zhengzheng's ability to solve crimes.

Song Zhi wanted to snatch Lin Shizheng out, and his original intention was not to let Lin Zhengjing leave Pingyang Town.

But Lin Zhengjing already knew about this, so how could he ignore it? Whether it was Lin Shizheng or Song Zhi, Liu Zhengjing had already regarded them as his biological parents.

On the day he received the call, Liu Zhengjing came to Zhang Dahai's home, met the Faceless Man and Yu Ni, and said goodbye to Zhang Dahai.

In name, it was to report back to the leader, but in fact Liu Zhengjing's file had become a sacrificial department member. After the bombing, he found Zhang Dahai to fill in the link.

The reason why he came to say goodbye was because during this period, he discovered that Zhang Dahai and the Faceless Men often appeared around Pingyang Town. They were similar to old farmers and seemed to be patrolling.

Liu Zhengjing is not stupid. He was able to survive on the bounty list before because of the rules of Pingyang Town. Some people really helped him.

This feeling is worthy of acceptance.

Zhang Dahai didn't say much, he just said that he should be careful in the future, and he could come back if he couldn't survive.

I just don't know if it was Liu Zhengzheng's illusion, but I always felt that there was a fire in Yu Ni and the Faceless Man's eyes when they heard that he was going out.

After leaving Zhang Dahai's house, Liu Zhengjing went to Baihua Club. Finally, he gave Xiao Qiao a massage and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "The husband may not come back here, but a good wife should not stay in the empty house."

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Unexpectedly, a joke actually made Xiao Qiao burst into tears. Liu Zhengzheng cried so much that he was at a loss. This period of getting along also allowed Liu Zhengzheng to understand this girl. Compared with the white lotus flowers outside, this girl grew up in Baihua Club.

The girl is too pure, like a clear lotus in the mire.

Wiping away her tears, Xiao Qiao gave Liu Zhengjing a golden hairpin. Liu Zhengjing thought it was a token of love. After a while of squirming, Xiao Qiao laughed, "This is the token of Baihua Club. You can rely on it no matter where you are."

With the help of the token, Baihua Club’s intelligence is number one in the world.”

Liu Zhengjing also realized for the first time that Baihua Club's position in Hongmeng should be full-time intelligence.

It's understandable when you think about it. There is no profession where it is easier to gather information than in this profession. After all, men who are in bed are the easiest to teach each other and treat each other with sincerity.

After bidding farewell to Xiao Qiao, Liu Zhengjing went to Tiangong Pavilion in Beishan again. As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, he saw his white-haired great-uncle who seemed to be waiting for him.

"Are you leaving?" The old man's eyes were deep.

"Well, I will repay what my father owes Tiangong Pavilion in the future." Liu said seriously.

The old man smiled, with many wrinkles on his face, "If you stay, maybe I will hand over Tiangong Pavilion to you."

Liu Zhengjing only thought it was a joke. He was self-aware and could play tricks on him. He could use some weapons and creativity from his previous life, but he was not the material to be the leader of a pavilion. What's more, he had his own things to do.

The old man didn't force him to stay, he waved his hand and entered the cave again.

Liu Zhengzheng thought about it and went to the ancestral hall. Before leaving, he had to say goodbye to his cheap master.

But he didn't know where Zong Yong was retreating, so he could only try his luck at the ancestral hall, which was the center of Pingyang Town. Moreover, before Zong Yong retreated, he said that he could go to the ancestral hall if he had any unsolvable problems. Later, he changed his name to Baihua Club.

Liu Zhengjing opened the door of the ancestral hall for the first time in the past few months. He was faced with a huge stone tablet. On the stone tablet were engraved four large characters with silver hooks and iron paintings, "Water can capsize a boat."

Passing through the stone tablets in the courtyard, you enter the main hall, which is very spacious and densely packed with hundreds of tablets on three sides.

A middle-aged man stood in front of the huge incense table in the middle of the hall, smiling as he watched Liu Zhengjing walk in.

"Let's put the incense sticks first." Before Liu Zhengjing could speak, he raised his hand to signal Liu Zhengjing not to speak first, and handed Liu Zhengjing three sticks of incense.

Liu Zhengjing hesitated for a moment, took the incense, respectfully bowed three times in three directions, and then solemnly placed the incense on the incense table.

"I know why you came here. Master is in seclusion and we can't see each other until he comes out of seclusion." Zheng said with a smile.

Master? Is this also the teacher’s apprentice and considered his senior brother?

Zheng Da saw what Liu Zhengjing was thinking, "Speaking of which, you should call me uncle, but... since master accepts you, then you can call me senior brother."

"Junior brother has met senior brother." Liu Zhengjing did not hesitate, he cupped his fists and saluted respectfully.

But when he raised his head again, he found that Zheng Da's eyes were in a trance for a while, and he came back to his senses after a moment.

"You are very similar to your father. My name is Zheng Daxia, and they all call me Zheng Da. When your father was still in Pingyang Town, everyone called him Liu San."

Zheng Da cordially took Liu Zhengjing's hand and walked to the back hall, like a peaceful elder.

The ancestral hall is very similar to the ancient courtyard with three entrances in previous generations, and the back hall is a bit more popular. The young people coming and going hold some documents in their hands and seem to be busy with something.

Seeing Zheng Da holding Liu Zhengjing's hand as he walked through the door, they all looked sideways, but no one came to say hello, looking very busy.

Zheng Da held Liu Zhengjing's hand and explained: "Usually this place is very busy. You can understand it as the town government of Pingyang Town."

Liu Zhengjing thought that it might not only be Pingyang Town, but also probably the administrative center of Hongmeng.

Zheng Da led Liu Zhengjing to a side hall. The side hall was decorated in an antique style. The bookshelves in the room were filled with thick books. Tea was already brewed on a tea table. It seemed that Zheng Da also knew that Liu Zheng was

It’s just like preparing in advance if you really want to come.

Liu Zhengjing took a sip lightly and said, "Senior brother, I have urgent matters to leave. I will come back to visit you when I have the opportunity in the future."

The purpose of farewell had been achieved, and Liu Zhengjing wanted to leave.

"No hurry, no rush, let's have a cup of tea." Zheng Da persuaded him to stay.

Liu Zhengjing couldn't resist, so he had to take the tea again. Waiting for Zheng Da to speak, he knew that Zheng Da must have something to say.

Zheng Da took a sip of tea, the smile on his face faded, and there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes, "You and San Chang are very similar. He was as old as you when he left Pingyang Town."

"I am twenty-five years older than him, and I watched him grow up. Master rarely stayed in Pingyang Town before, so I took care of them."

They? Liu Zhengzheng captured the words in Zheng Daxia's words, Zheng Daxia, Liu Sangen, is there a second child in the middle?

Zheng Da did not mention the second child, and continued: "Your father has been stubborn since he was a child. He is obviously the most talented in martial arts, but the least skilled. No one can defeat him, and no one can stop him when he leaves."

There was sadness in Zheng Da's tone, "Seriously, do you want us?"

Liu Zhengjing was stunned for a moment, and then realized what Zheng Da was talking about. He had never thought about this.

Zheng Da said slowly: "Things back then were not that simple, and the Hongmeng League was not as monolithic as the outside world imagined. When your father's accident happened that year, we had a chance to bring him back, but unfortunately we encountered resistance, so we couldn't let them.

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"On the day of the accident, Master was entangled, and Pingyang Town also fell into the biggest crisis in hundreds of years. In order to save you, Master was seriously injured. By the time Master arrived..."

"When master found you, you were already a corpse. Master was being hunted at the time, so he had to put your body in the woods. When we rushed there again, you were gone."

Liu Zhengjing listened quietly and finally confirmed that the third party force on the day he traveled through time was indeed Pingyang Town.

"Later we found out that you didn't die, and it was God's blessing. We have been paying attention to you all these years, but Master always felt guilty for you, and because you didn't have the physique of a warrior or a warlock, he wanted you to spend this life peacefully.

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This sentence solved another doubt for Liu Zhengjing. Liu Sangeng's research was almost shocking. Lin Shizheng and his wife alone, no matter how strong they were, could not protect themselves. If Pingyang Zhen was behind it, they would not be able to protect themselves.

That makes sense.

It is true that he lost his memory, and it is true that he is a loser. No matter how powerful the Nine Sects are, they cannot fall out with Pingyang Town because of Liu Zhengjing, an orphan who has lost his value.

"It wasn't until your adoptive parents found Pingyang Town that we saw you again."

Zheng Da continued: "I hope you don't blame us, especially Master... Because of what happened back then, his injuries have not healed yet, and his temperament has changed drastically. He has been depressed since that day."

Liu Zhengjing thought of Zong Yong's always pale face and the terrifying momentum on the rooftop, and his heart felt warm.

He had always felt that Lin Shizheng's family was the only one in the world who was truly kind to him, but now he suddenly learned that there were some people who also cared about him, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched.

"Brother, you don't need to say more. I haven't complained to anyone in these years. This is the truth. And I have been thinking about how I survived back then. Now that I know, it's not too late to be grateful." Liu Zhengjing said sincerely.

Zheng Da's eyes turned red, "You are much more sensible than your father. If he had... Forget it, let's not talk about it. The sixth uncle has obsessions and has never given us a good look in these years. He has the intention to give in.

I dissuaded you from taking over the Tiangong Pavilion class, so you..."

"Senior brother, there is no need to say more, I know you are doing it for my own good."

Zheng Da nodded, "I think you should make the decision yourself. The sixth uncle never asks for anyone's opinion. It was the same when he made your father the master of the pavilion. I don't want you to follow in your father's footsteps."

Liu Zhengzheng nodded. To be honest, he was a little surprised, but when he thought of the old man who could even touch porcelain, everything he did seemed normal. The 300-year-old man probably didn't have a bright mind anymore.

"There is also your engagement with Xiao Qiao. Hua Wuchang wanted to regret the engagement, but I reprimanded her. Your parents are no longer here, so she wants to regret the engagement as if we are not here?" Speaking of this rare appearance of this gentle scholar,

A trace of anger was seen on the man's face.

"This..." He wanted to say something that he didn't care about the engagement, but he swallowed it when it reached his lips.

"You have burned incense just now, and you have been admitted to the church. From now on, you will also be considered a member of our Hongmeng." Zheng Da said something more that surprised Liu Zhengjing.

Liu Zhengzheng has been staying in Pingyang Town for the past few months, just like a foreigner. He doesn't know how to deal with the relationship with Pingyang Town. He didn't expect to join the alliance in such a confused manner.

"Your father insisted on leaving the church back then, and now you are in the church again. Maybe it's fate." Zheng Da seems to be a sentimental person easily.

As he spoke, Zheng Da took off a black token from his waist and said, "This is the deacon's token and supervisor's token of the Criminal Hall. You can take it with you."

Liu Zhengjing waved his hand quickly, "Junior brother just entered the hall today, how can he be the supervisor?"

He remembered that when he tasted the information about Zhang Dahai with Wei Sen, he had the position of "executive hall deacon". Although he didn't know the structure of the execution hall, the supervisor sounded very awesome.

Zheng Da stretched out his hand and said, "You don't have to refuse. This is not an official position, and it has no responsibilities. Speaking of which, the execution hall can be regarded as one of the thirteen sects of our Hong League. It's just that over the past few hundred years, the Hong League has spread all over the country and has great cohesion."

It’s not as good as before, and the responsibilities of the execution hall have gradually faded away. Now, including you, there are only four people in the execution hall.”

Zheng Da explained: "The purpose of giving you this identity is to let you have the identity of Hongmeng when you are outside. I shouldn't have been so hasty. I wanted you to have a sense of belonging in Pingyang Town and then introduce you to the hall, but I didn't.

I thought you would be leaving so soon. There will be a chance to have a formal entrance ceremony in the future."

"Secondly, it's for the black iron rod. That black iron rod is called the punishment stick. It has been the treasure of the execution hall since ancient times. It is a weapon of punishment. Since master and uncle gave it to you, you must have someone who can wear it.

He kept his identity so as not to attract anyone's attention. Although it is still suspected of trespassing, it is finally within the rules."

At this time, a young man quickly entered the side hall, glanced at Liu Zhengjing, and handed over his hands to report, "Let me tell you, all the hidden sentries outside Pingyang Town have been eradicated."

Zheng Da waved his hand, and the man bowed and retreated.

"Junior brother, I won't delay you any longer. The group of people outside the town have been dealt with. You can leave now."

A warm current flowed through Liu Zhengjing's heart, but he became confused again, why are there still people squatting outside Pingyang Town?

[Summary at the end of the volume:

The first volume has more than 107,000 words, and the second volume has less than 110,000 words, which is in line with expectations. From this point of view, my control of the plot is still acceptable, but some pitfalls were filled in earlier than expected.

The first volume was a bit difficult to write for a novice like me, and I couldn't control the rhythm well. It mainly focused on setting out the background and drawing out the main line. In order not to throw away the setting, I made some branch lines, but the writing was not very satisfactory.

The second volume is the real unfolding of the plot, and it is also the novice village of the protagonist. The two volumes of more than 200,000 words have basically completed the outline goal. After all, the writing power is limited, but Liujinglu has been learning while writing, and I believe that the later chapters will be more exciting.

Not many main characters appear, but the Nine Sects of Great Qin are introduced, and the main plot officially begins. In the next volume, the map is changed, leaving the Novice Village, and some of the true features of Great Qin begin to be shown. The Nine Sects begin to show their ferocity, and the Hong League will also surface.

This volume will have more words, more conflicts, and more characters. As for driving, it will be minimized or more subtle. I really don’t want to be reminded again by the editor.

Finally, I will plant a flag for myself and promise to update 6,000 words every day this month. If I can’t do this, I will be a dog.

Finally, if you can read this novel, it would be my honor. I would like to say thank you in advance, even though you have never spoken. (Grief)

No matter what the results are, even if it is for love, I will continue to write this book until the end. Don’t expect results, just write a story that satisfies me first.]