Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

"Mr. Qian, this is a national thief whose hands are stained with the blood of our people. He should be punished according to the law. How can he be let go?" Xu Ming grew up reading books about sages and sages. He most likes the way of being a saint within and a king outside. The cowardice displayed by the Governor's Office is obviously contrary to the law.

What he learned.

Qian Qian scolded: "What do you know, you kid? Mr. Bei is a guest, so how can you say something treacherous? How can this place allow you, a young kid like you, to talk nonsense!"

Qian Qian looked at Ji Ping again and said, "Chief Ji, do you want to disobey the Governor's order?"

Ji Ping smiled and said: "Haha, Mr. Qian is joking. How dare I disobey the Governor-General as a country man? You can just take him away."

Qian Qian breathed a sigh of relief and put on a smile: "Clan Chief Ji understands the righteousness, and will give you a kind word when he returns next time. Although Chief Ji acted recklessly this time, it was for the sake of the lives of the people, and even the Governor-General wouldn't do it if he wanted to come."

Accounting comparison."

After all, Qian Qian didn't want to stay longer in Jijia Village, so he picked up Beirut and left quickly.

"Master, did you really let that man go? The Governor's Office is too cowardly!" Xu Ming was still young, and it was a time when he couldn't control his emotions. Obviously, what happened just now made him, an honest man, feel resentful.

"What if we don't let him go? Will the Governor's Office send troops to wipe out our Jijia Village?" Ji Ping said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, it's just a cardinal. If you can catch him this time, you can kill him next time. Don't worry.

"

"But..." Xu Ming wanted to say something else, but Jiang Li stopped him.

"Xiao Ming, please go out first." Jiang Li said.

Xu Ming sighed, saluted his master and his wife, bowed and exited the room.

There was only the couple left in the room, and Ji Ping obviously wasn't going to pretend anymore, so he picked up the teacup next to him and smashed it to the ground.

"Asshole, what does that governor do? He clearly has a chance to win, but he gives up a good situation to others, and then he kowtows to a prisoner. Don't you think it's a shame?!" Ji Ping said angrily.

Jiang Li patted Ji Ping's back and said with a smile: "Calm down, this kind of thing has happened a lot in recent decades, so don't get yourself so angry over such a trivial matter."

"Husband, as the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the roof. Our overall situation is weak. Kyushu is falling apart and it is difficult to form a joint force. If a war breaks out between the two sides, Southern Guangdong will not be protected. You only have one person, how many bishops can you kill?" Jiang

Li analyzed, "I think the governor thinks so too."

After all, Ji Ping is young and has only been in this world for more than two months. Although Blue Star has a similar history of humiliation, he has never truly experienced it, and his thoughts are naturally different from Jiang Li and others.

"We can't let it go like this." Ji Ping knew that Jiang Li was right, but he was not ready to let Beirut go. "Xiaoyu, follow up and find an opportunity to kill him and pretend to be a violent death."

"Yes, master, this slave understands." Xiaoyu came out of the small world and left.

Then Beirut himself is not as strong as Xiaoyu, and now he has no scepter, so it shouldn't be a problem to kill him.

Jiang Li didn't say anything this time, it was better to let Ji Ping say this.

That night, the Governor of Yangcheng hosted a banquet in honor of the British minister and the Bishop of Beirut. He strongly condemned the actions of some mobs that were not conducive to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and turned the conflict into friendship. He decided to open the Yangcheng port three days later, allow free trade with England, and make tax reductions.

promise.

At midnight, the English Bishop of Beirut and two English sergeants were talking.

"Have you obtained the information about that young boy named Ji?" Beirut sat at the top, very majestic.

"Reporting to Your Excellency the Bishop, Ji Ping, 20 years old, is from Ping'an Town, Zenghua County, Yangcheng. He is the head of the Ji clan. He has about two hundred people under his command, controls dozens of shops, and has good relations with the mayor of Ping'an Town and two Taoist priests from Maoshan.

." one of them replied.

Beirut nodded, with a look of indifference on his face: "He is just a young man from a rich family in the countryside. If he were not a cultivator, this bishop would definitely kill this demon today. He has profound cultivation, and it seems that he is inseparable from Maoshan.

.Carter, pay more attention to this person."

"Your Excellency, the Bishop, has a kind heart. How can those little people understand it?" Carter said flatteringly, "Don't worry, if you accuse him of obstructing trade, he will definitely suffer a lot."

Beirut was very pleased: "My Lord is merciful and left him a whole body instead of killing them all."

"Your Excellency the Bishop's profound divine will, I believe that the position of Archbishop is not out of reach."

"Haha, Carter, don't say this nonsense. We sincerely believe in the Lord and don't dare to ask for anything in return." Beirut laughed.

Xiaoyu heard the conversation between the two clearly outside the door, her pretty face turned pale with anger, and she walked into the room with a movement of her body!

"You bastard, you dare to plot against my master, go to hell!" Xiaoyu's soul surged, and a powerful spiritual force covered the two of them. Once the confusion came out, how could the cardinal, who was weaker than her, resist it?

Stand frozen on the spot!

The charm only lasts for a few seconds, but Xiaoyu has already released a strong and strange aura, invading the opponent's head!

Beirut died peacefully, with no scars on his body.

As for that Carter, Xiaoyu's expression changed, and an extremely terrifying face covered her face. With the power of charm, she was frightened to the point of having a heart attack and died!

The death of Beirut and Carter was a big deal. After investigation by other priests in England, no injuries were found, and it was temporarily classified as an accident.

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[10,000 weird energy, 2,500 merit, 2,500 cultivation]

[Strange Qi 1000, Merit 250, Cultivation 250]

When Xiaoyu killed Beirut, Ji Ping's reward also arrived, which was equivalent to killing a flying zombie, which made him feel more comfortable.

Ji Ping didn't care whether Yingjili noticed him. If those missionaries dared to retaliate, it had nothing to do with the agreement between the monks. They would naturally kill as many as they came.

From the next day, the foreign bombardment of Yangcheng quickly became a thing of the past and was gradually no longer talked about. The number of merchant ships from England and Japan in the port slowly began to increase.

Uncle Jiu visited Ji Ping again and told him about the so-called agreement.

"Pindao didn't make it clear last time." Uncle Jiu apologized, "This agreement has actually existed for many years. After the human race declined, other races discovered the clues. Over the past thousand years, there have been many large-scale battles.

."

"In the beginning, our clan had the upper hand, but as some senior masters became more powerful, the younger ones gradually declined, leading to the current situation."

"That's why Pindao said that we are only waiting to go down the mountain to prevent sneak attacks on key places and people in the Central Plains. We are not participating in the war."

Ji Ping understood what Uncle Jiu meant. Last time he asked why he didn't strike first and take advantage. Uncle Jiu was hesitant. It turned out that the root cause was here. To put it bluntly, he was not strong enough to dominate the world.

"Uncle Ninth, what level does this person from Beirut count in Europa?" Ji Ping put the matter aside first and asked.