The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 65: The County Master’s Highlight Moment
Outside Baisha City,

The convoy moved forward along the official road, followed by a large group of people, heading further away.

Six horses were standing side by side on the road. Chu Zhou tilted his head slightly, looked at Wei Jinkui, and said, "Uncle, it's not far from here to Xuanzhen Temple, and it's away from the troubled Baisha City, so safety is guaranteed."

Wei Jinkui looked somewhat helpless: "No, nephew, do you really want to go? That's a battle between great masters of the marrow training realm. If you get involved, you will really die."

Chu Zhou's face was filled with excitement. "Yes, that's why I wanted to go and see it because it was a battle between marrow training masters. Tongmai is only so powerful. I wonder what kind of strength a marrow training warrior can have?"

As he said this, he had already taken out two items from the bag on his horse, a pitch-black, almost non-reflective straw raincoat, and a matching bamboo hat.

He first put on his straw hat, then shook his raincoat and put it on. Then, his leg tendons moved and he got off the horse lightly. The ground shook and he disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Traveling alone, he felt it would be more convenient without a horse.

"Hey, wait, no, we're leaving now?"

Chu Zhou moved so fast that he left in the blink of an eye. Wei Jinkui didn't even have time to say anything.
He turned around helplessly, stared at Xu Cheng and the other three, and asked, "Is your senior brother going to take a risk, a meaningless risk, and you don't even know how to persuade him to stop?"

"Persuade? Why should I persuade? There is nothing my senior brother cannot accomplish if he wants to do it!"

This was Xu Cheng’s answer, and it was so natural.

"There is nothing that cannot be done!" This is what Yi Huai said:

"No one can stop him!" At this time, the taciturn Fan Tiehu spoke:
Then, no more...

Wei Jinkui waited for a long time, but saw nothing, so he looked at his son and asked, "Where are your lyrics?"

Wei Fangjie was a little embarrassed: "They all finished talking, and I couldn't think of it for a while."

Wei Jinkui was speechless. He just stared at the Baisha City disappearing into the darkness. After a long while, he said, "The future belongs to you young people!"

……

When Chu Zhou left the city, he felt that the chaos in Baisha City seemed to have subsided, and that feeling was correct.

Because, at this moment, the county magistrate had already ordered the 800 soldiers under the county lieutenant to disperse.

They joined forces with the county police and effectively suppressed the gangs in the city.

In the final analysis, they are just a group of people who have become greedy due to the chaos, and their real strength is really not impressive.

Unfortunately, when the two masters of the Marrow Training Realm started fighting, the situation took a turn for the worse.

There were swordsmen from the Yunya Sword School and bodyguards from the Wenxiang Temple fighting each other, there were ghostwriters taking advantage of the chaos to disrupt the situation, and there were people from unknown parties stirring up trouble, pushing the situation that was about to be settled to the brink of collapse.

At this time, at the edge of the battlefield, near Wuyi Street.

The county magistrate, county lieutenant, county magistrate, and chief clerk gathered here. They looked at the chaotic and dangerous battlefield and felt like their scalps were about to explode!
"No, do you really think this is where we should appear? Should we step back?

Standing here, I feel like I'm going to die at any moment?"

The chief clerk Gu Jianming's voice was trembling like a sieve and his legs were shaking, but before he finished speaking, the county magistrate straightened his official uniform, took a deep breath, and strode out.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Gu Jianming instinctively reached out to pull him, but he was a little too slow, and his fingertips skimmed the material of the seventh-rank county magistrate's official uniform. He could only watch him walk out, taking square steps, showing off his authority, and shouting loudly:
"I am the magistrate of Baisha County, Tianquan Commandery, Chishui Prefecture, under the rule of the Dayun Dynasty. I order you to stop immediately and not hurt innocent people!"

He shouted as he walked, and although his voice was hoarse and his steps were slow, it actually had little effect in the chaotic battlefield. But he just walked and shouted, and his steps became more and more firm.

"I am the magistrate of Baisha County, Tianquan Commandery, Chishui Prefecture, under the rule of the Dayun Dynasty. I order you to stop immediately and not hurt innocent people!"

"I am under the rule of the Great Fortune Dynasty..."

"Is he stupid? Is he stupid? Isn't he going to die?"

In the corner, Gu Jianming saw this scene and seemed unable to understand it.

He turned his head to look at the county lieutenant Wang Fugui and the county magistrate Zhao Yuanwai, his words full of desire for their approval: "Does he really think he can stop this group of murderous gangsters?"

However, when he looked around, he saw that the expressions of the county lieutenant Wang Fugui and the county magistrate Zhao Yuanwai were extremely solemn, even ugly.

County lieutenant Wang Fugui straightened his body and raised his head with white hair high: "He is gambling, gambling with his own life, gambling that these people in the underworld will have some scruples.

In any case, he is the county magistrate of Baisha City and a legitimate scholar recognized by the Dayun Dynasty. If he dies here, it will be different from a group of ordinary people dying here!"

"When beating a dog, one must look at its owner first. If the imperial court were to intervene, it would be a thunderous wrath."

"Speaking of which, I used to think that our county magistrate was easy to fool, but now it seems that he is the real ruthless one!"

Having said that, County Lieutenant Wang Fugui no longer hesitated and strode out.

Before Gu Jianming could recover from what he had just said, he saw Wang Fugui catch up with the county lord and asked in confusion, "Why did he go out too?"

Mr. Zhao patted Gu Jianming's arm and said, "You think the county lord is only calculating those people in the underworld, but he is also calculating us.

In the current situation, if the county lord dies and we, the subordinates, do not take any action at all, what do you think will happen?"

"It's just like the Zhou family's bodyguards. Their masters are dead, but they are still alive. That's a sin."

“So, if the county lord dies, those people in the underworld will be in trouble, but we will be the ones who are even more unlucky.

The court is furious. Even if the Gu family behind you fights with all their strength, it is hard to say whether they can save your life! " "So, the county lord is not only threatening those people in the martial arts world, but also threatening us!"

Having said that, Mr. Zhao also walked out. He ran with his round body, which was a bit funny, but Gu Jianming was almost stupefied.

"Sure enough, just like what dad said, these people are not good people."

As he said this, looking at the figure that was about to go away, he patted his thigh and said, "Be more powerful, don't be unable to move at the critical moment!"

A moment later, another figure rushed out from the corner. At this point, the four people of the highest power body in Baisha County had gathered together.

As they moved, many people walked out from the darkness and shadows one after another.

They had constables from the county government, and Constable Wang was among them;

There are also masters kept by various families, such as the two Zangwu masters of the Zhao family who don't really follow orders;

What's more, the soldiers under the command of the county lieutenant are all true masters and martial artists of the highest rank.

They formed a stream of people, shouted the county lord's words in unison, and rushed into the battlefield.

Not far away, in the darkness, Chu Zhou, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, looked at the scene in front of him. The only thought that popped into his mind was:

"Is the county master so brave? I really didn't see it before."

Then, his keen perception allowed him to notice some rustling sounds coming from the darkness beside him.

Of course, there were many people hiding in the darkness, so he didn't care much.

It should be said that the county magistrate's plan was useful. When he dressed in official uniform and led a group of people into the battlefield, he did attract everyone's attention!

Even Elder Qiu, who was originally fighting fiercely with the leader of the bodyguards, separated after a fight and stood on the eaves, looking down at the uninvited guests below.

Elder Qiu was obviously more fearful. When he saw the newcomer, he spoke directly, "County Master, this is not the place for you to come. Leave quickly, or you will lose your life."

It would have been fine if he didn't speak, but once he spoke, the anger in the county magistrate's heart was completely ignited: "Isn't this the place I should be?
Tell me, in Baisha County, is there any place that I, the county lord, cannot go to?"

"You are a bunch of lawless gangsters, you can beat me up if you want, you can kill me if you want, I don't care.

But look at this Baisha City, look at this land, how many buildings have been destroyed, how much damage has been caused, and how many people have died because of you?"

The leader of the Zhou family's bodyguards, who was also a master of marrow training, was short and stocky, like a dwarf child.

Those eyes did not have the clarity and innocence of a child, but were full of malice.

His deep, old voice was like a soul-demanding Buddhist chant, echoing between heaven and earth: "Wa, I honor you as a county magistrate because it is a courtesy to the Dayun Dynasty, not for you.

If you keep making noise there, I will kill you."

He was not just talking, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and with a "whoosh" sound, a finger force pierced through the void, leaving a round hole on the wall more than ten meters away.

The deterrent action was self-evident, but what he didn't expect was that the county magistrate actually went all out.

He jumped up and stretched his neck as far as he could: "Come on, come on, if you have the guts, come on!

That’s right, if you want my life, it’s just a matter of moving your fingers. But I just want to know, after killing the official, can your Wenxiang Temple withstand the wrath of the court?

Can you stop the imperial army?"

"Believe it or not, if your son died, Zhou Wu would at most take your life, but if I died, he would dig up your ancestral grave to prove his innocence!"

"If you have the guts, if you have the guts, come to me and kill me!"

At this moment, the county magistrate did not have the elegance and calmness of a scholar at all. He was jumping up and down and cursing, just like a shrew.

But this really made the people following him feel a little more at ease, and made the marrow training masters above him a little more fearful.

In a sense, the imperial court should not have made such a big fuss, but who can say for sure?

If they really feel they have lost face, they would have to mobilize a large army. Moreover, with this legitimate reason, I guess those big sects really won't show up.

If they don't show up, Wenxiang Temple and Yunya Sword Sect will really not be able to hold on. Then, what he said might come true.

It was also based on this point that the short dwarf, although furious, did not dare to take action.

But they have some concerns, but there are some people who just want it!

Boom!
A beam of black light pierced through the air and reached the county magistrate, heading straight for his head. The powerful force of its rotation caused ripples in the air.

It was only after the arrow had passed that the sound of the bowstring vibrating could be heard.

At this moment, the only ones who could sense anything were martial artists above the training level. Their sharp five senses allowed them to capture the trajectory of the arrow breaking through the air.

But they could do nothing. Even the county lieutenant Wang Fugui, who was standing behind the county lord and had already perfected his internal organs, was unable to react in time.

But he didn't need to make any move, because a figure had already stood in front of the county lord, and a hand stretched out, grasping the tail of the arrow.

The tip of the arrow was only three inches away from the county magistrate's eyes.

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