The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 94 Transcendence
When the first sound came, no one in the room reacted.

Second sound.

Bang!
I saw that person, with cracks in the edge of his eyes and black pupils sticking out, as if a colorful silk shop had opened, with red, black and purple all blooming out.

The entire head exploded.

Then comes the third and fourth tones.

Bang!Bang!
Two more pools of liquid splashed out, and the headless corpse fell down limply.

"Amitabha..." Yongjie sighed.

Of the Seven Ghosts of Meishan, only the one holding the knife at the beginning is left.

He was frightened by the strange sight and wanted to escape but didn't dare to.

After a while, he trembled and said, "Xuan...Xuantian Finger...But the Manichean master is in front of me..."

He recognized Li Miao's murderous martial arts.

It must be said that although Li Miao basically holds the attitude of killing one by one towards the Ming Cult, this "Xuantian Finger" is really useful. In recent years, Li Miao has used it more than the Iron Punishment War Letter.

Li Miao didn't look at him, but turned to Yongjie and said, "Master, do you have anything to say to him?"

Yongjie closed his eyes and sighed.

"Donor Li, I have nothing to say."

"Yesterday's actions have led to today's consequences. They deserve to die, and so does the monk."

"But anyone in the world can kill them, except monks."

"Donors use force to stop evil, and the monks will not bear any grudges against you. Donors can do as they please."

"Brother!!!" The man was originally looking at Li Miao tremblingly, but when he heard Yongjie's words, he was shocked and angry. He turned his head to look at Yongjie, tears streaming down his face.

"you--"

Bang! ! !
The headless body fell.

"Master is really good at being lazy."

Li Miao stood up, walked around the corpse, and sat down next to Yongjie.

"I saw it clearly just now. As soon as he turned around, you circulated your Qi through the Shaoyang Meridian of your hand, clearly preparing to use the 'Powerful Vajra Palm'."

"If I don't take action, I'm afraid you won't let these people walk out of this door."

Yongjie was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Donor, you have a good eye. I wonder which great man of Manichaeism this is?"

He also mistook Li Miao for a member of the Ming Cult because of the "Xuantian Finger". He did not show any hostility, but was secretly on guard.

Here we need to talk about the "Ming Cult" and its position in Dashuo.

In the imperial court, there is only one word: "kill". Kill whoever you see, no one to say. But in the martial arts world and among the people, there is no consensus on the Ming Cult.

The main mission of the Ming Cult is rebellion. Everyone knows this and they all know that they should stay away from the Ming Cult to avoid being rounded up and killed by the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

However, whether rebellion is a good thing or a bad thing actually depends on how everyone lives.

If the emperor of the dynasty is not a human being in a chaotic world and makes it difficult for the people to survive, then everyone wants to rebel. At that time, the Ming Cult was an organization with many years of experience and popular support. Legend has it that the founding emperor of Dashuo received help from the Ming Cult. The major sects that have been passed down for many years in the martial arts world also have records of fighting against foreign races side by side with the Ming Cult in the past, so there is some incense and affection.

If it were a prosperous era and everyone was living a good life, then the Ming Cult would be a troublemaker and a lunatic who is always looking for trouble.

The current Dashuo has been passed down for many years, and the current emperor is not wise, and many drawbacks have been revealed. Everyone is actually in a "barely okay" situation. At this time, the Jianghu has an ambiguous attitude towards the Ming Cult.

That is why Zuo Lishan and Liu Baiyun could so easily collude with the Ming Cult. That is why the leaders of the three sects of Hengshan, Hengshan and Songshan did not show an attitude of refusing to obey the Ming Cult, but only looked at which side was stronger, the imperial court or the Ming Cult, and then weighed which side to side with.

Therefore, Yongjie mistook Li Miao as a member of the Ming Cult and did not show any hostility for a while.

Of course, at present, the news has not spread to Tai'an City. When this heinous crime spreads throughout the world, I am afraid that Yongjie will not have the same attitude towards Li Miao.

Back to the present, when Li Miao heard Yongjie's words, he burst out laughing.

"Master, I have nothing to do with the Ming Cult."

"I am a lone warrior without any sect or school, and I am not afraid of betraying my master or ancestors. I just use whatever martial arts I find useful."

As he spoke, Li Miao raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. His bronze skin suddenly glowed with a golden metallic luster.

"Golden Bell!"

Yongjie exclaimed, and looked at Li Miao solemnly: "Where did you learn my Shaolin skills?"

Stealing the inheritance of other sects is a taboo. This applies to all martial arts sects.

Li Miao smiled and said, "Master, don't worry. Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years, so naturally there will be unworthy disciples who will pass on their unique skills."

"I just learned this skill by chance, and I have never passed it on to others. I also know a lot about other schools."

After saying that, Li Miao gestured a few times in the air.

The more Yongjie looked, the more frightened he became.

"Tai Chi entanglement, Taishan swordsmanship, Tang Sect grappling..."

Li Miao gestured so quickly that Yongjie couldn't even see what the following martial arts were.

But he could see that what Li Miao showed casually were all extremely advanced martial arts. Moreover, they were not just in form, but also in spirit and form, and his attainments were not shallow.

Yongjie was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"The monk is short-sighted."

He didn't ask questions like who Li Miao was. Since he was said to be a wandering man in the world, he just assumed that was the case.

However, he didn't ask about Li Miao's background, but Li Miao wanted to ask him.

"Master." Li Miao tilted his head and pointed at the headless body on the ground: "These people?"

Yongjie turned his head to look at the headless corpses and sighed.

"Before I became a monk, there was a cause and effect."

"Donor, can you allow the monk to collect their bodies?"

Li Miao waved his hand: "Master, please do as you please. The debt is settled when the person dies."

"Thank you."

After saying that, Yongjie stood up, walked to the back kitchen, found the servant hiding in a woodshed, and asked for some water and cloth.

After wiping the blood off the corpses and roughly tidying up his clothes, Yongjie carried the corpses out the door.

Li Miao followed behind.

This is an inn next to the official road. There are few people around, so there is no need to worry about being seen and reported to the police.

The two walked into a forest.

Yongjie put down the body, walked to an open space and knelt down.

Then he started digging holes with his bare hands, one handful at a time, mumbling as he dug.

"…All sentient beings who have not yet been liberated have an undetermined nature and consciousness…"

"Bad habits lead to good habits, good habits lead to good and evil, and everything is born according to the circumstances..."

"Moving through the dust and kalpas, confused and obstructed, is like a fish swimming in a net. It will be a long flow. It escapes temporarily, but is caught in the net again..."

"I am worried..."

Every time he recited a sentence, he dug out a handful of soil and put it aside.

Li Miao frowned behind him.

He could see Yongjie's martial arts clearly - this big monk was a top-notch master like Liu Baiyun.

However, when he was digging the hole, he did not use any martial arts, and even deliberately restrained his true energy and only used his bare hands to dig.

In a short while, his hands were covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)