Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

As several emaciated old men and a few sallow-faced beggars were led by soldiers to the gate of the Heshan Gang, the face of Chu Tiankuo, the governor of Shanling County, visibly darkened.

Several elderly people walked to a spot five or six meters away from Lin Ping and knelt down on the ground, banging their heads heavily on the ground again and again.

Dark red blood flowed from their foreheads, which were almost nothing but skin and bones, sliding down their shrunken skin and dripping onto the ground, making them look ferocious and terrifying.

They dared not approach, for they were too dirty and smelly, and would offend the kind general.

Furthermore, in the past, this was a mountainous region, and being too close to the mountains could lead to the ruin of a family, even for reasons such as a nobleman smelling a foul odor.

They were already used to all of this.

"General! General! I beg you, please do justice for my unjustly killed children and grandchildren!"

"My lord... my entire family of nine is dead... not even their bodies were left... I was the only one who escaped by chance because I was visiting my in-laws..."

"They're all dead... Father is dead, Mother is dead, Grandpa is dead... My older sister sold herself to save my life, and she died too. She was beaten to death for stealing two steamed buns for me to eat. There was blood everywhere..."

"..."

The hoarse and sorrowful words made Chu Tiankuo even more irritated. He raised his foot to kick those people, but was frightened by Lin Ping's fierce gaze.

For some reason, he felt that Lin Ping's gaze was becoming increasingly fierce, as if he wanted to kill someone.

What are you pretending for? You're all seasoned foxes, acting like the Qishan Dao people are some kind of saints.

Surprisingly, this soldier who barely knows any words is quite a good actor, putting on a convincing act and even putting on a show of being a champion of the people.

Chu Tiankuo didn't actually recognize any of these "beasts" that had appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

These "untouchables" are so lowly, their value is even less than that of a sheep, how could they be worthy of his precious time to pay attention to?

So what if they die? At least it frees up some land in Shanling County. Fewer people mean less air to breathe.

The corpses of the dead are thrown into the mountains, which can make the forests grow more lush the following year. This can be considered a contribution made by these "lowly people".

He didn't care at all about these "lowlifes" who had crawled out of who-knows-where, but he knew that now people were making a fuss about it, which was very troublesome.

Most of the time, the laws of the imperial court don't need to be followed.

The Great Qi Dynasty had its own unique circumstances, and nobody really took this seriously.

But when someone really wants to mess with you, these clear, even overly strict, laws can be useful.

Legislation should be strict, but enforcement should be lenient; this has been the case for thousands of years, and there shouldn't be too much room for manipulation.

Even now, Chu Tiankuo still doesn't believe that Lin Ping is really causing trouble for him because of these lowly people.

In his consistent understanding, these lowly people were not worthy of respect and were only of a little use when they attacked each other.

The claim that they colluded with the evil cult is utter nonsense.

In terms of general evil deeds, the Heshan Gang has done countless things, but to call them a demonic cult...

That's absolutely nonsense.

How could he not know the power he himself had built?

Chu Tiankuo felt that he had fallen to his current predicament simply because he had been involved in the conflict between Qishan Dao and the imperial court.

As the prefect of Shanling County, he was stuck in the middle and used as a pawn.

Therefore, Chu Tiankuo was not actually worried about dying, because he was still useful and had the Chu family, which had been passed down for five hundred years, as his support.

The Grand Commander of Qishan Road cannot control Shanling County without his help.

As for those few lowly people, it's all just for show. Once it's all over, they'll be buried in some remote ditch as a favor, and nobody will care.

He glared fiercely at the people on the ground, then smiled as he turned his head.

"General Lin, this time I, Chu Tian, ​​have really suffered a great loss. You Qishan Dao can just make any demands you have. Whatever Lord Mu wants, as long as my Chu family has it, we can discuss it. Don't bring up these lowly people."

They plotted in front of everyone, but Chu Tiankuo was completely unaware that something was wrong.

He didn't even glance at the people kneeling on the ground, but just stared at Lin Ping, his fat face crinkling with smiles, as if victory was in his grasp and he was just waiting to hear the answer he wanted to hear.

This reaction made the people kneeling on the ground feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. They buried their heads in the ground, their clenched fists bulging with veins.

But they dared not move, feeling as if they had fallen into the deepest hell.

The boy who spoke first, the only one left in his family, was named Tiger.

At this moment, an overwhelming sense of despair enveloped Tiger's entire being.

He knelt on the ground, muttering to himself.

"I knew it... I knew it... It's all the same... We're all the same... We'll all die sooner or later, everyone has to die..."

The twelve-year-old boy stared intently at the ground with bloodshot eyes.

He dared not look up, for his gaze was enough to condemn him to certain death, and even the thought of dying would become a luxury.

He dared not resist, because if he did, even the beggars who were begging with him would be killed in the most cruel way.

For Hu Zi, the youthful spirit he should have had was completely worn away over the years, and there is probably no chance that it will be rekindled in his lifetime.

Or perhaps, from the moment he was born, he was not entitled to these things.

Not far away, He Yunshan, who hadn't dared to interrupt, also breathed a sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Although the process was terrifying, an agreement was eventually reached.

As long as we can reach an agreement, it's not a problem. Even if it means a huge financial loss, it's not a big deal.

Just double the protection fee for the next three years.

No, the protection money alone isn't enough!

It wasn't just the material loss; He Yunshan felt completely drained after the day, and only a pile of silver could soothe his wounded soul.

I heard from people above that some places have been collecting taxes for the next thirty years; that's real skill.

Their Heshan Gang should also actively develop, explore new directions, and strive to learn from these industry veterans!

Until a loud bang echoed in the street.

He slapped the governor of Shanling County hard across the face, and the pig-like, obese body rolled several times on the ground.

It took Chu Tiankuo, who had just been slapped, a long time to react. He covered his mouth, where he was missing a few teeth, and yelled.

"You scoundrel! How dare you! I am an official appointed by the imperial court! How dare you insult me ​​like this!"

"I need to see Mu An! How dare you be so insolent! He will never forgive you!"

In front of the Heshan Gang's gate, Lin Ping disdainfully took the towel handed to him by his subordinate and vigorously wiped his hands.

He glanced sideways at Chu Tiankuo, who was still babbling on the ground, then at He Yunshan, who was staring in disbelief, and finally at the witnesses who were still kneeling on the ground but had all raised their heads.

Lin Ping stepped forward, placing one foot on Chu Tiankuo's chest, his tone contemptuous and full of sarcasm.

"You're like a fat pig, you made my hand hurt from hitting you, and your face is so greasy, don't you feel disgusted?"

Making demands? What does your Chu family have? It's like nobody cares.

You want to see our Lord Mu? Sure, you can see him! Our Lord Mu must be eager to see you too!

This general is telling you, open your eyes wide and take a good look. This world may be rotten enough, but not everyone is like you scum!

After saying this, Lin Ping strode forward, with the newly recruited Innate Grandmaster of Qishan Dao on his left and the strategist standing on his right, his eyes wide with shock.

He cleared his throat and raised his right hand.

"By order of Lord Mu, every member of the Demonic Cult must be killed without exception!"

"All troops, listen to my command! Kill them all!"

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