Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Chapter 93 Zheng Yi Gang?

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not interested in that kind of thing." Zhang Huaiyi made his position clear and asked about the security regiment: "Have the armed guards really been dealt with?"

Hey~

The fox with its pointed snout gave a wicked smile. Because of the addition of a poison that promotes intestinal peristalsis, the kitchen was now a scene of hell. Forget about holding a gun, it would be a good thing if anyone could even stand up.

"Stop laughing, I know what you mean," Zhang Huaiyi said.

The fox pointed its paw forward: "Go ahead, it's chosen you, Zhang Huaiyi!"

Following the future "One Person", let me witness the brilliance of "Under One Person".

Zhang Huaiyi glanced helplessly at the fox. "Don't treat me like a thug and order me around. What was your relationship with the fox like when you traveled together?"

Swish!

Zhang Huaiyi flipped over and leaped down, smashing the window and bursting into the hall, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.

The county magistrate, who had barely managed to suppress the effects of the alcohol and stand up straight, was startled and collapsed again. Pulling up his trousers, he asked in a panic, "Taoist priest, what brings you here? Has the ghost problem in the suburbs been resolved?"

"The ghost in this city is probably someone else entirely."

"What do you mean, Taoist priest?"

Before Zhang Huaiyi could reply, a crisp "crashing" sound came from the roof, the green tiles flew up, and shards of pottery shot in all directions.

The beautiful woman screamed and curled up in a ball. The county magistrate shifted his corpulent body, staggered half a step, and pointed at the roof, demanding, "Who's up there?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than something, accompanied by a biting black wind, smashed through the roof.

Blinding sunlight poured down through the huge hole, splitting the hall into two halves of light and shadow. A black fox stood steadily on the edge of the hole, its golden eyes lowered, looking down at the two terrified people inside.

Chen Ruoan said, "Not human."

"This land, and the heavens, are all under my jurisdiction."

"A deity?" The woman's voice trembled.

The county magistrate clenched his fists, his heart sinking. The fox was clearly overhearing his earlier complaints when it spoke these superstitious words.

"Help! Help!"

"Where's the group leader?!"

The fat magistrate shouted in a panic, but no one responded. He then took the copper bell and shook it frantically.

Chen Ruoan flicked his paw, and the broken tiles fell into the hall, hitting the county magistrate's black hat.

"Don't bother, the kitchen is bustling with activity."

The county magistrate clutched his head: "What are you trying to do? I have money if you want it! Just don't hurt me!"

"Let's start with Mr. Liu."

"Mr. Liu? That's a corpse-driver from western Hunan, controlling over a dozen corpses. We were plotting something together, but he ran away yesterday!"

"The Liu family of western Hunan?"

Zhang Huaiyi was quite surprised. Speaking of which, there has been a rumor circulating in the circle recently—several members of the Liu family have rebelled and caused trouble.

Most of the young men from the Liu family who fled were hot-blooded and arrogant, and they frequently appeared on battlefields after wars. Having experienced war, some areas had many abandoned graves and dead bodies, which was indeed suitable for the methods of the corpse-driving sect to be used.

Manipulating corpses utilizes the corpse energy transformed from Qi. Once a walking corpse is created, it is easy to form a large numerical advantage. The younger generation of the Liu family used their numbers to bully the weak, giving the corpse-driving lineage a considerable fearsome reputation.

"Master Dao, I've already told you, what do you think..."

Zhang Huaiyi crossed his arms and pondered. This villain who preyed on the villagers and oppressed the people should be killed to appease the people's hearts. But if he killed him, how would he deal with the trouble that followed?

This area is still dominated by warlords and their guns. The core objective of these warlords is to suppress all resistance, confiscate civilian firearms, purge the Communists, stabilize tax revenue, and consolidate their rule.

Killing an official is tantamount to denying the provincial government's power to appoint officials and govern, which will result in severe retaliation and harm innocent people.

"As long as it's handled cleanly and neatly, that's fine." A sentence rang in Zhang Huaiyi's ears.

"Hmm...that makes sense, but how do I do it?" he wondered to himself.

"Based on administrative loopholes, information asymmetry, and unspoken rules of power, faking a sudden death from an acute illness is the most suitable option. Otherwise, we can only have the clerk impersonate the county magistrate and then tightly control the clerk."

"Then faking a sudden death is the simplest solution."

Zhang Huaiyi nodded repeatedly, his murderous intent rising. If he could fake his sudden death, then being struck by lightning would be perfectly reasonable.

Hmm, why am I about to take action?

Zhang Huaiyi suddenly turned his head and saw the fox lying on the round table, leisurely blowing a demonic wind.

and many more!

Why does this fox seem to have heard my thoughts?

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the county magistrate hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Master Daoist, please spare my life! Master Daoist, please forgive me!"

Chen Ruoan interjected, "Just now he was acting like a father to the local officials, and now he's so scared he's calling them 'Master'?"

"No, no, I'm not your father! You two are the fathers, please, please help me out!"

"Hmm?" Chen Ruoan raised her head high and said contemptuously, "You even called him 'father' to beg for mercy?"

Son, you have no backbone at all.

"Here!" The fox gave a look, and Zhang Huaiyi grabbed the leg of the crying county magistrate and dragged him like a pig to the courtyard, where he dumped him next to a tall poplar tree used for shade in the corner of the courtyard.

"Has this been your style all along, Senior Brother? Why does the prestigious Zhengyi Longhu Mountain sect seem so much like bandits and hooligans?"

Alright, it's time to carry out the execution.

Stab it!

A sudden burst of lightning struck the courtyard, terrifying the beautiful woman. She cried and wailed, tears streaming down her face, pleading with the fox, "Don't kill me, I'm perfectly fine..."

Chen Ruoan nodded slightly: "That sounds tempting, but I'm a fox."

The woman huddled on the ground, sobbing, "You can't kill me! I'm just a weak woman; without relying on the powerful, I have no way to survive."

Chen Ruoan did not enjoy indiscriminately killing foxes, so he opened his mouth and spat out the spirit silkworm.

The love potion used in the Miao villages of western Hunan is called "Cheng" (诚). It has the traditional and wonderful use of love potions to entangle hearts, but it can also be used as a means of torture and interrogation.

In the original storyline, the Wang family captured Feng Tianyang, one of the "Thirty-Six Thieves," and the Gu used by the Miao village's master Gu master during the interrogation was this Love Gu, Sincerity.

"You know in your heart whether you have done evil or not; if you lie, you will die."

Chen Ruoan inserted the love potion into the woman's soul, but for some reason, when planting the potion, a subtle sense of immorality and transgression arose in his heart.

It's a strange feeling.

Why do people derive pleasure from the desire to control?

The fox was slightly distracted, and the strange feeling quickly vanished without a trace.

When Zhang Huaiyi returned from the courtyard, the woman was already lying slumped on a wooden chair, her face flushed, drooling, and her limbs twitching uncontrollably, showing signs of a sudden serious illness.

"What did you do to her?"

"A wicked woman who's good at acting and deceiving people should be punished; she lied."

It's naive to have any expectations for the wolf after killing it.

After dealing with the shrew, Chen Ruoan scanned the hall, thinking of cleaning up any remaining traces.

Zhang Huaiyi, standing nearby, also pondered: "Wouldn't setting a fire make things simpler?"