In the early morning, a carriage rushed out of Lucheng just as the city gate first opened, and drove along the official road in the direction of Xinyang City in Heluo Province.
Qin Zhiyan, an official from the Department of Justice who retired from retirement and returned to his hometown, opened the curtains of his car and took a look at the increasingly distant outline of Liao City. He felt an unspeakable feeling and at the same time felt truly relaxed.
During his decades as an official in Donglin Province, he had a good reputation, but in fact he secretly controlled some black market smuggling businesses, the bulk of which was the arms smuggling business.
When he got involved in such a black market business by chance at the beginning, he felt a little guilty, thinking that many soldiers in Yunqin would die under his own hands. These non-standard weapons traded by him, but manufactured by large private craftsmen, were even better than the equivalent standard weapons.
He also wanted to have sophisticated weapons in his hands. However, as time went by and more and more money came into his hands, this feeling of guilt gradually went from being numb to not being felt at all.
Three years ago, he began planning for the rest of his life.
Money that can be used, enjoyed, and spent is money. Money that is piled up in your hands and cannot be spent, or cannot be spent, or cannot be enjoyed, is a shackles.
Because he is an official of the Department of Justice, Qin Zhiyan knows very well that Yun Qin will continue to investigate within five years after the official leaves office. He is confident that his wealth will not be exposed within five years, and he also has some control over his body.
Confidence, as long as he restrains himself in these five years, decades of great enjoyment will be waiting for him.
But he had no confidence in his previous subordinates. Because even if he completely handed over his business to his trusted confidants, if those confidants committed something, they would very likely be implicated. Even those confidants who knew him
Even if all the people with the lowest level of knowledge quit the job like him, they may not be implicated in other matters.
He himself has seen countless corrupt officials who have resigned but were caught out for trivial matters that had nothing to do with him.
Especially in recent years when the eldest princess has been involved in fighting corruption, he needs to be more careful. Only the dead can best keep secrets, so in the past six months, he began to prepare for more than two years of purges and assassinations.
Assassination, hard-hit crimes, all those who knew his details were directly killed or put to death in prison.
All his family members had returned home before. Except for him, all of the carriages were dead soldiers who had followed him for a long time and unsuspecting practitioners he hired. The only thing he worried about along the way was that he was in charge of his job.
In the past few decades, have you offended some people in the officialdom and deliberately made things difficult for you during the clearance process?
Now Lucheng is the last city in Donglin Province. Even the officials he has offended should not be able to extend their hands to other provinces. So at this moment, he looks at Liaocheng getting further and further away.
It's like saying goodbye to your previous life and starting your own life again.
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The convoy is getting further and further away.
Lucheng finally disappeared from Qin Zhiyan's sight.
A simple noodle shop appeared on the side of the official road to facilitate passing vendors and convoys.
The noodle shop owner who was kneading the dough was a big-headed dwarf, and a farmer was walking from a side path carrying a load of freshly dug lotus roots, as if he wanted to rest in this shop.
A tall, bald porter was eating noodles with his back to the official road.
An old woman with gray hair was selling apricots in a basket not far from the noodle stall.
Qin Zhiyan saw this from the curtains of the carriage. He didn't feel anything wrong at all. Of course, he couldn't have any interest in the clear soup noodles on the roadside, and the carriage couldn't stop.
The carriage convoy passed this simple noodle shop on the side of the official road.
However, at this moment, the driver of the first carriage suddenly raised his whip.
The speed of the convoy suddenly slowed down.
A young man wearing a green robe with long sleeves walked out from a grassy path beside the official road, carrying a long cloth strip on his back.
This young man's face was very dull and cold, with an indescribable cold aura, and he walked straight into the middle of the official road and walked towards the carriage.
"who!"
The coachman of the first carriage asked sharply, his eyes suddenly glowing with a cold light.
Feeling that the speed of the convoy was slowing down, Qin Zhiyan was already feeling cold all over his body, and an extremely ominous premonition filled his heart. When the driver asked sternly, he had already opened the curtains of the car and saw that
A young man in blue robe with a cold face blocked the road.
Two middle-aged men wearing ordinary clothes and standing as straight as benchmarks immediately stood in front of his car window and blocked the window with their bodies.
"I want what's in the mezzanine of the carriage. If you don't want to die, get out of the carriage and leave."
At this moment, the young man in green robe in the middle of the official road spoke coldly.
The things in the mezzanine of the carriage... Hearing these words, Qin Zhiyan's round face, who had consciously bid farewell to his previous life, suddenly turned white, and his whole body began to tremble unconsciously.
The driver of the first carriage raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to make a sound. However, at this moment, a loud shout came out from the second carriage: "Ah... you don't know whether to live or die, and you robbed me in broad daylight!"
Amidst the shouting, a slightly bloated figure rushed out of the vehicle, "I'm here to meet you!"
Not only the driver of the first carriage, but also most of the people in the convoy were stunned.
"Did we all misjudge him before?"
The driver of the first carriage had this thought in his mind for the first time.
The young fat man who rushed out of the second carriage was named Zhou Chi. He usually seemed to all of them to be extremely timid, the kind who wouldn't even dare to listen to some bloody Jianghu stories, just because he was
He was introduced by the bodyguard he was familiar with before, and he was an intermediate soul master practitioner. He thought that no matter how timid he was, he would always be much better than ordinary warriors in a real fight, so he hired him.
He joined the team.
No one thought that he would be the first to rush out at this moment, and no one thought that he could run so fast and with such amazing momentum.
At this moment, this young fat man was still carrying a square cloth package. He looked heavy, but with every step he took, the ground was shaking, and his fat body was bouncing on the ground like a rubber ball.
, I saw puffs of dust on the ground constantly exploding. In an instant, I was not far away from the young man in green robe.
Lin Xi, who was disguised as a green wolf and stood in the middle of the official road, was also stunned.
He had known for a long time that there was an inside agent in this carriage, but he never thought that the inside agent "Fat Wolf" turned out to be... Meng Bai... the bumpkin friend he first met by the Lingxia Lake. He was afraid that he would be beaten
The little fat man Meng Bai tried his best to enter the imperial medicine system, but finally entered the internal medicine system. The more he ate, the fatter he became.
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Meng Bai, who was wearing white silk clothes, ran as hard as he could.
He didn't even expect that he could run far beyond the limit of ordinary mid-level soul masters, running so fast that many people were stunned.
He almost burst into tears, thinking to himself, Lin Xi, you are finally here.
But he was still afraid that Lin Xi wouldn't recognize him for a while, so he ran as hard as he could while squinting at Lin Xi.
Of course, it was impossible for Lin Xi not to recognize that he was not wearing a human skin mask, but that his original appearance was white. However, the white action reminded him and made him suddenly nervous, fearing that Ji Xiang was lying in his sleeves.
Seeing Meng Bai screaming and running for his life, he couldn't help but freeze Meng Bai into an ice sculpture.
So he quickly rolled up his sleeves very nervously, and reached in with one hand to stroke Jixiang's forehead. This was an action that Lin Xi and Jixiang had said many times, asking Jixiang not to do anything, but Lin Xi was not sure that Jixiang fully understood or could fully comply with it.
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So he immediately put his hands behind his back.
"ah!"
Meng Bai shouted and rushed in front of Lin Xi at a terrifying speed. He stopped abruptly and stirred up a cloud of dust.
Then everyone saw Meng Bai stretch out a fist like a fermented white steamed bun and hit Lin Xi with a punch.
But this punch was too slow and too weak, as if it was for fear of hurting Lin Xi, or just to press a soap bubble on Lin Xi's body.
"In the third carriage is their leader! In the fifth carriage is a Taoist who is the most powerful among them! In the seventh carriage is a pair of twin brothers, both are practitioners, and they should have hidden in their arms
Powerful hidden weapon!"
Meng Bai stretched out his fist and pressed lightly on Lin Xi's body, and spoke in a flurry of fear. Even his lips turned purple because he couldn't breathe.
"Kill three! Avoid five! Snipe seven!"
Lin Xi's eyes flashed sharply, and a stern voice with an iron-blooded flavor burst out from his mouth instantly.
Before the people in Qin Zhiyan's twelve carriages could react from Meng Bai's extremely inexplicable and funny punch, the large iron pot with boiling water in the soup noodle shop next to the official road had already flown into the air.
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A large iron pot of boiling water, which could be used to cook a whole pig, was poured onto the third carriage with the swish of the big-headed dwarf.
"ah!"
A coachman and a guard at the front of the third carriage had no time to dodge, and were drenched in boiling water. They suddenly let out an unusually shrill scream.
The tall porter, who was eating noodles with his back to the official road, had already pulled out a bronze broadsword from his pole before the white mist from the boiling water had completely dissipated, and rushed towards the carriage of the third carriage.
The driver on the first carriage jumped up immediately, holding a dagger with flashing black light in both hands.
But what met him was another carrying pole.
The farmer who was carrying a load of lotus roots happened to be on the official road, and his two baskets of lotus roots flew up at the same time, and his pole hit the driver, who was obviously a practitioner.
The dagger with flashing black light cut into the green bamboo pole.
The green bamboo pole split into countless bamboo strips, but inside was a black spear with snake scale runes.
The farmer exhaled, raised his voice, and shook violently. The driver, who was holding a dagger in both hands, felt a chill all over his body. When he lowered his head, he saw the old woman selling apricots.
I don't know when he was behind him, but a strange golden blade like half a pair of scissors had penetrated his body, pierced his heart, and emerged from his chest.