Infinite Script Killing

Everyone watched the little fluorescent lights flying into Yuyang City. After learning that people would turn into fireflies after death, they burst into tears with excitement.

"Wang'er, Wang'er, come back, come back!!" Lao Huang knelt on the ground and shouted his son's nickname.

For a while, there were constant cries on the river bank. Listening to the calls of these parents, wives and children, everyone burst into tears with tears in their eyes.

In the distance, Nie Haitang, Zhao Peng, and Li Xinliang watched from a distance. After all, Xu Tong made such a big noise, and they would be blind if they hadn't noticed it.

"I didn't expect that he was actually an official!" Nie Haitang's eyes were slightly red. Hearing the voices of people on the river bank calling for relatives and friends, he was inevitably touched.

"He is a good official! He is also a rare master!"

Zhao Peng stared expressionlessly at Xu Tong: "It seems that he was also responsible for summoning the city god."

"It's him?"

When Nie Haitang thought about it, he couldn't help but be shocked: "Did Fat and Thin Toutuo also be killed by him??"

"It's possible! If you can kill the river demon, your strength must be higher than that of Fat and Shou Tutuo."

Zhao Peng took a deep breath, looked at this face that was younger than himself, and couldn't help but secretly wonder: "What is the origin of this person? How can he have such strength at such a young age? Could it be that he is a disciple of a certain senior in the three sects?" ?”

"Elder brother, look, these ghosts have all flown to the City God's Temple. With the City God guiding them, they will soon be able to enter the underworld."

Li Xinliang looked at the fireflies flying overhead and sighed.

"Let's go, the river demon thing has nothing to do with us, what's important is the Modha Cult."

After Zhao Peng said that, he turned around and left. Nie Haitang and Zhao Xinliang couldn't help but look at each other. For some reason, they felt that the senior brother seemed a little impatient today.

At this moment, there were constant shouts and cries.

Xu Tong waited patiently for a while. When everyone's emotions were almost restored, he shouted.

"Fellow fellow villagers, the dead will be punished and the great revenge will be avenged. However, the relatives and friends of Song Dynasty, the prefect of Yuyang, harmed the common people in the village and colluded with the river monster. This is not allowed by nature. Everyone, follow me and seek justice!!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone on the river bank turned red. The river demon was hateful, but Song's relatives and friends were even more hateful.

As an official of Yuyang, he actually colluded with the river demon and blatantly established the River God Division to collect people's money.

It is really hateful to be able to even do such a thing as feeding the river god.

"Demand for justice!!"

Everyone shouted, and some people rushed down the river bank and carried out the body of the turtle in the river.

The body, which was like a small mountain, was carried on the shoulders by dozens of men with hemp ropes and wooden sticks, and they walked towards Yuyang City.

As for those members of the Heshensi who were not selected by Xu Tong to feed the bastards, they were carried away with sticks by everyone. Along the way, rocks and rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at these people's faces for free.

"good!"

Looking at the team carrying the body of the River God away, three people walked out of the woods.

"Sir, this boy is good!"

"Oh, how good is it?"

"Don't be greedy!"

"Hehe, that's right. He is obviously a gift from heaven, but he is willing to give it up. Prince Gong has a good son, remember!"

After saying this, the two people immediately took out their notebooks and charcoal pencils.

"At the third watch of the clock, Li Zheng, the eldest son of Prince Gong, borrowed the power of the City God to draw fire from the sky and kill the river monsters. The City God of Yuyang received the souls of the dead and converted them into humans. His merits are immeasurable."

"Um?"

After the two of them finished writing, they couldn't help but raise their heads in confusion and looked at the leader in front of them.

Everyone can see that it is true that the City God can attract the souls of the dead, but using the power of the City God to kill the river monster is too fake. If the City God really has this ability, why has the Yuyang City God been absent from his post?

Seemingly aware of the confusion between the two, the leader smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, I will explain it myself. Since they are unwilling to take the credit, why should we be evil people and just go along with the flow of favor?"

When the two heard this, they immediately understood that this was an adult protecting Li Zheng. Although this was a meritorious service, as an official, if he blocked this supernatural power from himself, it would arouse the resentment of the adults in the court. At that time, it will affect his official career.

After the two signed each other's stamps, they put the book away. The dragons and pigeons they carried had been released, and they could only wait until they returned to Yuyang City to meet up with the other Shenwu Guards.

It was just the middle of the night, and according to the rules, there was a curfew.

But today is indeed an exception. The streets are brightly lit, and people from every house come out holding lanterns to light up a path.

The huge corpse of the river demon was moved into the city. People looked at the mountain-like corpse. After being frightened, they all let out a wave of cheers.

When they heard that this bastard was going to be cut up and distributed among the common people, butchers from all over the city came over with butcher knives.

"The river demon is dead!!"

"The river demon is dead!!"

The children on the streets were not sleeping anymore, shouting along the streets with the news that the river monster was dead.

In the back house of Yuyang Yamen, I heard the shouts coming from outside.

Song Qinpeng sat on the chair, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he picked up the wine glass with trembling fingers. This was his favorite sake.

This sake is not the kind made by Japanese Japanese.

Instead, it is pressed from the wine jar with a special wine filtering tool, and filtered again with a turban. This kind of wine is called "sake"

Song's relatives and friends sipped the sake in their hands and stared blankly at the three-foot white silk hanging on the beam.

"Sir, let's get on our way!"

Outside the door, four guards with swords urged him.

The commotion outside was getting louder and louder. The yamen was surrounded by water, and even the official officials of the yamen had disappeared.

This matter has reached this point, and it is not an exaggeration to think that Song's relatives and friends would be skinned and cramped by these people.

The Song relatives and friends drank down the wine glasses in their hands and said with a smile: "Go back and tell your adults that the Wu family can protect him for a while, but not for the rest of his life. I, Song, am waiting for him on the Huangquan Road."

As they spoke, Song's relatives and friends stepped on the stools, raised their hands and slowly put Bai Ling around their necks, looking up at the roof: "Ten years of cold windows, thirty years of spring and autumn, what an injustice!"

"Boom!!"

His toes glared, and the bench under his feet fell to the ground.

The four guards stood outside the door, watching silently with cold eyes. They didn't stand up and leave quickly after seeing Song Qinpeng's struggling legs completely stop moving.

"Song dog thief, get out!!"

People were already standing outside the Yamen, and everyone was shouting that they wanted to kill Song's relatives and friends with a thousand knives.

When Guo Yi and others came to suppress the people of Heshensi, countless curses made these once majestic bullies scared to death.

Thousands of people's accusations ended without a cure. This kind of pressure is not something that ruffians like them can bear.

When Xu Tong led the group to the yamen gate, before he could speak, he heard a shout in the distance.

"The Governor is here!!"

A large number of officers and soldiers came out neatly from one side. When everyone took a look, they saw the governor Jiang Zhen walking quickly under the protection of the officers and soldiers.

Xu Tong looked sideways, looking at his immediate boss, and couldn't help curling his lips: "It's just the right time!"

To be honest, although He Shen Si Zhong insisted that the governor Song's relatives and friends asked them to do this, it would be hell to say that he didn't know anything about such a big thing as the governor of a state.

However, investigating the case is not his responsibility, nor is it his main task.

Since the clues have landed on Song Qinpeng, Song Qinpeng deserves to be unlucky.

As for whether Song's relatives and friends will bite this adult out, that is another matter.

No matter what, for now, I still need to greet my immediate boss obediently.

After all, his identity mission is to build rivers. Strictly speaking, the affairs of the River God Division and the River Demon have nothing to do with his identity mission.

It’s just that if I don’t kill this group of players first, I don’t know how much trouble I will add if I want to complete my identity mission.

Don’t forget how the three river inspectors before you died.

"River Inspector Li Zheng has met the governor!"

Xu Tong's hands were slightly arched, but his body stood upright.

"There is no need to be polite. Although you and I are different in terms of superiority and inferiority, there is no difference in terms of authority. Moreover, since Mr. Li is the river inspector appointed by the saint, I will fully cooperate with you on river affairs in the future!"

Jiang Zhen said it very sincerely.

But this sentence, translated means, don't forget that I am still your immediate boss, but you are appointed by the saint, and my relationship with the Wu family is extraordinary, so we are grasshoppers on a rope.

From now on, you will be the one to decide what happens on your river, but it is not your business, so you can stay out of it.

Of course Xu Tong could understand the underlying meaning, but he pretended not to understand. When he heard the words, he had a serious expression on his face: "Thank you for that, sir."

Jiang Zhen was startled, his face remained calm, but he couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "Did you understand it?"

However, Jiang Zhen didn't want to be serious with Xu Tong at this time. People's resentment was boiling now, and he had to step in to quell the public resentment as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Da Tian heard about the matter, he would also be implicated.

Immediately Jiang Zhen came out, took out the documents he had prepared earlier, and read out to everyone: "Yuyang Magistrate Song Qin and Friends, corrupt and perverting the law, allowed monsters to harm the people, gathered idle people to spread rumors and rumors, ordered them to be cut in half, and the River God helped everyone Behead!"

I don’t know if Jiang really thought of Heshen Si as Heshen Gang intentionally or unintentionally.

Although there is a difference in words, the meanings are thousands of miles apart. The former is an official and the latter is a thief.

This makes it clear that we must try our best to clear up the relationship and leave no consequences.

"Behead him, behead him!!"

The crowd was excited, and they all jumped for joy when they saw the officers and soldiers smashing open the gate of the Yamen.

However, when people broke down the door of the Yamen and rushed into the Yamen to arrest Song's relatives and friends, they were stunned as soon as they entered the archway of the back house.

I saw seven corpses lying neatly on the ground.

Inside were the old mothers, wives, children, and concubines of Song's relatives and friends. Everyone was lying neatly, holding a lantern to shine. Under the light, everyone's face was covered with black and blue bloodshot eyes.

Apparently he was poisoned.

When people rushed into the inner hall and took a look, Song Qinpeng himself had hanged himself from the beam, and there was a freshly written confession on the table.

It clearly states the crimes he has committed over the years and the bribes he has collected.

When the officials carried the body out, everyone saw that Song's relatives and friends had committed suicide. They were so angry that they wanted to cut his body into pieces and throw it into the river to feed the fish.

"The culprit, Song's relatives and friends, committed suicide out of fear of the crime. Someone will come and escort everyone from the River God Gang to the execution ground and execute them!"

At that moment, everyone in Heshensi was as limp as mud, and they were escorted to the execution ground amidst everyone's yelling and scolding.

Many ordinary people went along with them, and they had to see the heads of these bastards fall to the ground with their own eyes to satisfy their hatred.

Lao Huang was also among the crowd, but when he reached the intersection, he suddenly heard a familiar shout.

"father!"

The familiar voice made Lao Huang stop and turn his head slowly. In a trance, he saw his son standing at the street corner waving to him.

"Wang'er!"

Lao Huang's eyes widened, fearing that he had seen wrongly. He walked forward step by step, and gently stroked his son's cold cheek with his trembling palms.

"Wang'er, you're back!"

Lao Huang's eyes were moist, and he couldn't believe that he could see his son standing in front of him again.

"Dad! I'm hungry, let's go home."

"Hey, go home, son, we are going home!"

Someone turned around and saw Lao Huang walking back alone, and couldn't help shouting: "Old Huang, where are you going? Aren't you going to the execution ground?"

"No, let's go home and cook."

On the path under the night sky, Lao Huang staggered forward. In a trance, there seemed to be a shadow holding Lao Huang's arm, walking home step by step...

I'll start coding after dinner for the next update. There will be another update tonight.