LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Chapter 485 Half Man, Half Ghost·Jhin

Jie and Shen rode against the wind and soon flew over Nanmu Village.

Viewed from the air, the place is as peaceful as ever. The villagers shuttled around the fields, plowing the fields and spreading fertilizers in a busy and orderly manner.

"Where is the target?" Jie didn't see anything strange in this peaceful scene.

"It's right there..." Shen sensed it carefully, and then looked solemnly down at the group of villagers walking in the fields: "It's right here."

"What?" Jie was stunned.

The difference between a living person and a spirit body should be visible to the naked eye.

If the evil spirit didn't hide, but appeared here openly, how come this village still looks so peaceful?

"Because..." Shen's voice was also filled with shock.

This was a situation he had never encountered in his past career of expelling spirits.

But his eyes were still firmly fixed on a figure on the field path: "The evil spirit used a human body to sneak into the villagers!"

"In other words... this living person's soul has an aura that only belongs to the dead!"

Shen was surprised to find that what he sensed was not an evil spirit, but a living person with the power of the undead.

"Transform the souls of the living into evil spirit-like existences, allowing the living to possess forbidden powers that only belong to the dead..." Zed's expression instantly became serious.

This kind of evil and powerful undead magic that pollutes the material realm with the power of the underworld is absolutely impossible to be born in the nascent soil that has followed the path of balance for thousands of years.

And most of the people who use this kind of magic are not kind people.

Who is he? What's the purpose of sneaking in here?

Under heavy doubts, Zed followed Shen's gaze and looked warily at the mysterious half-human, half-ghost man.

It was a man with an iron staff and unusually bulging shoulders.

At this moment, he was pretending to be a tourist from a foreign country, and, accompanied by the village cadres, walked along the field path toward the outside of the village.

Zed originally thought that he would meet a strange foreigner.

However, he just looked at the man carefully for a few times, and his expression changed as much as Shen's reaction.

"Is it him?!" Both Jie and Shen clenched their fists unconsciously.

"He's not dead?" They all knew this man.

This guy was a perverted murderer who once ran rampant in Zhiyun Province, committing hundreds of indiscriminate murders, and disturbing half of Ionia.

They once followed Master Kushuo, who was still an orthodox master at that time, and pursued this cunning demon for four years.

Along the way of pursuit, the opponent's various and extremely cruel killing techniques, as well as his twisted and crazy thoughts, all had a huge impact on Jie and Shen, who were still young people at the time.

After that, this man's physical characteristics became deeply rooted in the minds of the two of them.

"Golden Demon..." Shen recalled the nickname of this demon.

Zed called out his name: "Kada Jin."

Ka'da Jin, also known as the Fortune Teller, is the most insane and cruel criminal in the history of Ionia.

In this land that advocates peace, there has never been anyone as perverted and twisted as him, who takes pleasure in creating massacres in various ways.

It took Master Jie, Shen, Ku Shuo and his disciples four full years to catch this demon.

Both Jie and Shen believed that such evildoers should be sentenced to death.

However, Master Kushuo adhered to the tradition of balance and only sent Kada Jin to the prison in Tulang and handed it over to the supervision and education of the local elder monks in Tulang.

This incident had a huge impact on Zed's psychology, and it was also the beginning of his questioning of balance.

However, the master Kushuo followed the way of balance so rigidly that the evil-doing Kada Ji was able to survive.

As a result, later he himself...

"..." Both Shen and Jie recalled this complicated past.

They set their sights firmly on this old friend they didn't want to see again: "How did this guy escape?"

"He's not dead yet?"

Although the Ionians believe in balance and peace, they will not execute criminals. Even a perverted killer like Kada Jin can live comfortably in prison and spend the rest of his life smoothly.

But leaders don’t play this game.

As soon as the leader came, he unceremoniously exposed the hypocrisy of this balanced approach.

If for the sake of balance and harmony, you cannot kill.

Then why are there countless untouchables like Zed, abandoned babies like Sona, and so many poor people dying silently in Ionia?

So many poor people died "naturally" without the masters shedding a single tear.

Faced with a murderer like Kada Jin, they refused to die.

What is this if not hypocrisy?

Except for true masters like Master Kushuo, most of the country gentry and powerful men advocated balance and harmony in order to use this set of theoretical tools to maintain their status in the old order.

Sentencing criminals to death is inconsistent with the harmonious spirit advocated by this set of theoretical tools.

The silent death of the poor is a normal natural cycle in this theory.

That's why the masters can watch the untouchables die of poverty, illness, and starvation with peace of mind, while at the same time hesitantly daring not to sentence a serial killer to death.

Now that the leader is here, this rule has changed.

As a new generation of balance master, Shen also had no objection.

After all, the war has killed countless people in Ionia, so what does it matter if a few more criminals die?

Therefore, after the Wind Leaders took over parts of Ionia, they began to retrial and re-sentence the felons in prison.

Perverts like Kada Jin who pollute the air while alive are usually executed immediately, dragged out and shot.

"Why is he still alive?" After Jin was imprisoned, Shen and Zed had not paid attention to his situation for many years.

They thought that Jin had been imprisoned in Tuleng's prison and was sentenced to death under the leader's retrial.

But now, this guy is standing here perfectly fine.

Not only did he regain his freedom, he also appeared in the Pilot Village of the Wind Leader in a strange state, half human and half ghost, with no idea of what he wanted.

"Shen?" Zed looked tentatively at Shen, the new generation master of balance.

However, Shen drew his weapon earlier than him: "Jie, let's go!"

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"Mr. Raj." The accompanying village cadres used pseudonyms to conceal their identities in a warm tone as if they were entertaining guests.

"Are you from Zhiyun?" He chatted with her as he walked.

"Yes, that is my home." Jin grinned playfully: "I was born, grew up, and studied art there, and later lived in Tulang Prison in Zhiyun Province for many years."

"Huh? Prison? Aren't you a traveling painter..."

"No way." Jin used a smile to resolve the suddenly subtle atmosphere: "You also know what Ionia was like in the past."

"Those masters and elders who hold the right to speak like moralists cannot tolerate my deviant and avant-garde artistic style."

"They accused my works of being immoral, violent and bloody, and destroying the balance of Ionia, so they had me arrested and sent to Tulen's prison."

"Oh my God." The young village cadre couldn't help but feel resentful: "This is really too much."

"Then how did you gain freedom?"

"It's nothing." Jun said with a smile: "Later, with the invasion of Noxus and the arrival of your leader, the cultural atmosphere of Ionia also changed a little. My artistic style began to be popular, Even a cult following.”

"And the master who personally sent me to prison back then also changed his mind."

"He managed to get me out of Tulang Prison just to use my art to secretly generate revenue for him."

"This..." the young cadre commented: "This master is really a sanctimonious hypocrite."

"That's right." Jin said with a smile: "He was also punished quickly and unfortunately died tragically before the end of the war."

"As a result, I lost my employer, and for various reasons, I began a period of silence."

"Not long ago, by chance, I met a big sponsor who really understands art and really appreciates me."

"With the support of that adult, I gained a deeper understanding and attainment of art, and that's when I started my current journey."

"That's it." The young cadre nodded secretly.

He wanted to say something more, but when he saw Nanmu Cun, who was already far behind the two of them, he quietly stopped.

"Mr. Raj, the road to Weili City is ahead, so I won't see you off anymore..."

As he spoke, the young village cadre's eyes collided with Jin's eyes inadvertently.

He saw the face that was no longer covered by the mask, and seemed to have a frightening effect, and was naturally ugly.

This gaze only stayed for a moment, and then moved away silently.

"..." A trace of undetectable coldness flashed across Ji's eyes.

But he still responded to the young cadre's enthusiasm with his harmless smile: "Thank you, comrade."

"Without you taking me to visit Nanmu Village, I really didn't know that we could live such a good life by running a collective enterprise together."

"Haha. You're welcome. This is what I should do." The young cadre said with a sincere smile: "As long as you go back, use your brush to describe what you saw and heard here, and truly share your experience with the world. , our work will not be in vain.”

"Yes, I will definitely do it." Jin said.

He did not say goodbye in a hurry and left. Instead, he lightly glanced at the young cadre's face, then turned back to look at Nanmu Village in the distance.

"I will use my art to paint this place into the most beautiful and moving picture."

"Then it's up to you." The young cadre said gratefully.

"This is also my job." Jin smiled.

As he spoke, he asked casually: "By the way, comrade... From your accent, it sounds like you're not Ionian, right?"

"Yes." The young cadre said knowing everything: "I am from Zu'an."

"Sure enough, I think you are a cadre supported by Zu'an." Jin continued casually and asked: "Other staff in the village, including the professors and students I met doing research, should also be from Shuangcheng. Are you coming?

"Yes." The situation in Nanmu Village is quite special.

This is not only a pilot rural collective enterprise, but also an important research base for the newly established Agricultural College of the University of Piltover in Ionia.

The Twin Cities scientific community has studied agriculture before. After all, the major customers of the two cities are agricultural countries, which have a huge demand for agricultural products.

But that doesn't include Ionia.

Ionia has been traveling on the edge of the world trading system in the past. It was violently kicked out of the country by Noxus, and then it followed the leader and joined the family of globalization.

Therefore, in the face of this nascent land that is in urgent need of further development, in order to study the impact of Ionia’s special environment soaked in magic on agricultural production, many Twin Cities scientists and agricultural college students have traveled thousands of miles to come here.

Therefore, Nanmu Village gathers a large number of foreigners from the Shuang Cities, not just the grassroots cadres of the leader.

"But we have been here for more than a year, so we can be considered half Ionia. Haha." The young cadre laughed.

"Half Ionian?" Jin Ye smiled: "Then when you die, will you go to the spiritual world of us Ionians, or the Mitna Rachen of you Valoran people?"

"Uh." The young cadre was stunned: "I really haven't thought about this..."

"It seems you are not an Ionian yet." Jin smiled even brighter: "You are Zaun."

Ionians will only go to the spirit world after death and will not open a dimensional rift leading to Mitnarachen. But the Gentiles do.

It depends on these people to open the road to Mitnarachen in Ionia.

Jin secretly said in his heart.

The thoughts of young cadres cannot be guessed.

Seeing the inexplicable and heartbreaking brief silence, he couldn't help but asked with some concern: "Mr. Raj, what are you asking about..."

"It's nothing." Ji Jin calmly made up an excuse: "I'm just curious. There are so many Shuangcheng people in the village, why don't we see many machines? Aren't those tractors and harvesters made in your Shuangcheng area?"

After finishing speaking, he looked away indifferently, and the young cadre replied seriously without noticing: "Well...it's not that the organization has no money, it only supports people but not machines."

"Mainly, what we are running in Nanmu Village is a pilot project."

"The pilot program must of course be based on the common real conditions in the vast majority of rural areas in Ionia, so that we can actually test the advanced nature of rural collective enterprises."

"We Zaun people can at most provide management support and agricultural technical guidance, but will not directly support agricultural materials."

"Otherwise, if they support both agricultural machinery and fuel, regardless of the cost, they will throw down a bunch of agricultural materials that other villages cannot afford, then will the production efficiency of Nanmu Village still be low?"

"If you try this way, you can only get an artificial success model. How can you realistically get real results?"

The results of the social experiments of the leaders will not be subject to external interference due to the political leanings and personal interests of the project managers.

The grassroots level dare to report the problems truthfully when they find them, and the middle level level will not make false reports or conceal the reports for the sake of political performance after receiving feedback.

All kinds of problems that arise in the experiment can be truly and effectively fed back to the center, so that the top leaders can make the most correct judgments and decisions based on the actual situation and seeking truth from facts.

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The young cadre spoke enthusiastically.

Seeing that there was no answer, he said with a slight embarrassment: "Ahem...Mr. Raj, I delayed your departure."

"No, I'm very interested in what you said." Jin smiled gracefully and said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"You're welcome. Have a safe journey and hope we can meet again."

"Well..." A trace of amusement flashed in Jin's eyes: "We will definitely meet again, for sure."

"Huh?" The young cadre looked puzzled: "Are you planning to come again later?"

"certainly."

"When?" The young cadre wanted to ask again.

Jin was already leaning on the iron staff and took steps slowly.

All he left was: "Sooner than you think."

After he said this, the young cadre stopped asking.