Zhuanghe County, county Yashang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The county magistrate Li Yunzheng sat on the public case and looked at the documents in front of him, frowning.

Zhuanghe County is a small county in this Weizhou, also known as Qingping County. Ever since he became the county magistrate, Li Yun has been wondering why this place is also called Qingping County, which is not Qingping County at all.

In front of Li Yun, there were thick papers, most of which were murders everywhere. Li Yun calculated, there have been twelve murders this month, and there is no clue.

"Alas, it was reported to the imperial court, but when will this imperial court manage my small county." Li Yun sighed and raised the tea bowl in his hand.

Just when Li Yun was about to drink tea, the plaque on Li Yun's head that read 'Zhengda Guangming' suddenly shook a few times and smashed straight down.

With a 'bump', the entire county government was dusty, and Li Yun's head was slapped on the table by a plaque, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Li Yun, dead—he didn't even get a cry for help.

This loud noise attracted the pawns standing at the door of the county office, and two pawns came in, followed by calling someone and sending the county order to the hospital for treatment. But the county commander's head has been smashed, and the doctor can only shake his head, with no hope of treatment.

This incident instantly spread throughout the small county, and people were panicked for a while. What had happened recently had unsettled everyone, and this time the county order had died again - although it had been said that it was just an accident, the already restless people became more and more afraid, and both rich and unrich tried all kinds of ways to escape from here, and the already barren small county became more and more sparsely populated.

There was no waiting for the imperial court commissioner who came to investigate the incident, but a newly appointed county magistrate. After the prefectural magistrate took office, he pushed off the past paperwork, stayed in the house with peace of mind every day, and didn't ask about these things. Strange to say, after the county magistrate took office, there were no more homicides in the county. Although the families of those murders have been suing, they have been ignored by the new county order on the grounds that they are under investigation, and over time, these cases will become unsolved.

The new county magistrate is called Zhang Ze, a talent who has not been able to gain fame for many years. Originally, he was a hard-working person, but some time ago, a group of people notified him to come to be the county magistrate. There is only one condition, and you can't ask about any homicide here. If he didn't agree or asked about these things, then his whole family would definitely not be able to survive.

can directly push a Xiucai to the county order, Zhang Ze is convinced that these people can kill their own family. So he took his family to serve as a county magistrate here honestly, didn't care about anything, and drank and had fun every day. Sometimes Zhang Ze himself will secretly sigh that even if those people don't threaten him, I'm afraid he won't be able to be a clean official.

On this day, Zhang Ze got up in the morning, the sun had already sunset, and he had never gotten up early since he became the county commander. His wife had already gotten up and didn't know where to go, so Zhang Ze didn't care, he got dressed and washed his face. I don't know if it's because he's used to living a poor life, Zhang Ze is not used to having subordinates to serve him, and he still does what he can do.

Zhang Ze washed his face, wiped the water off his face with a towel, and suddenly saw a person sitting on the chair opposite.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ze was startled, staggered back a few steps.

The man was holding a paper fan, dressed in white and very neat, looking like a scholar.

"Zhang Xianling is really leisurely, and he didn't wake up until such a time." The man smiled, his voice very peaceful, but with a hint of murderous aura that was not easy to detect.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Ze stared at the man tightly, and then glanced at the door, if something was wrong, he would be ready to run out at any time.

"Zhang County Commander doesn't have to be so excited, you can be the county magistrate or I personally selected it. I'm here to see if you're listening, and by the way, tell you what you should do tomorrow. If you don't do it well, you'll never see the sun again. ”

Zhang Ze swallowed his saliva and said, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Someone will come tomorrow morning to complain, this person, can't let him go back alive."

After the person finished speaking, he shook the paper fan in his hand, Zhang Ze only felt that the person disappeared in front of him.

"This..."

Zhang Ze sat on the bed and was stunned for a long time before he woke up, no matter what he was asked to do now, he had to do it.

He was thinking about how to deal with the person the next morning, and how to find a way to keep the person from coming back alive. He had been thinking about it all afternoon, and when his wife came back with a pile of fine fabrics, Zhang Ze didn't have the heart to evaluate it.

At night, lying on the bed, Zhang Ze's heart was still hanging, he had never done such a thing. He was afraid, but he couldn't help it.

But he still didn't see the sun the next morning.

Early the next morning, Zhang Ze's body was the first to be found by Zhang Ze's wife. Zhang Ze's head was neatly cut from his neck, and the blood stained the sheets red.

Mrs. Zhang shouted desperately, and a bunch of people rushed into the house, and they could only put Zhang Ze's body out.

The entire Zhuanghe County is panicked again, and two consecutive county commanders have died one after another, and it is really not peaceful here.

The people are busy moving, and the matter of Zhuanghe County has long been spread, and few people from the nearby Zhuanghe counties will come here.

But there were always a few alternatives, one of whom was holding an arrow and watching the panicked people walk in the opposite direction to them.

"Young man, where are you going?" He hadn't taken a few steps before he was stopped by an old man.

"Uncle, I'm from out of town, and I want to find a place to live near here, I don't know why everyone is so flustered?" The man asked rhetorically.

The old man sighed heavily and said, "Outsiders, it's not peaceful here now, if you want to find a place to live, let's change places." ”

"What's going on here? Why is it not peaceful? ”

"Many people have died here in a row, and even the county lord has died two in a row, in this world, is there a more terrible place than this? Young man, go quickly, don't stay here for long. The old man shook his head, ignored him, and walked on.

"Oh?" Standing there and thinking about it, the man clenched the sword in his hand.

"The master is right again, after Li Feng's rebellion failed, the world is really getting more and more unpeaceful."

The man clutched his sword and continued to walk in the opposite direction to the others.

Even if it's a messy place, you can find a place to spend money. Soon he found an inn and was going to open a room to stay here for one night.

"What's your name?" The guy looked at him a few times.

"Duan He."

"Duan He? Good name. ”

The guy dipped the brush in his hand in some ink, and wrote down the two big characters of Duan He on the notebook.

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