The corners of Chen Changrui's mouth twitched, and he forced out a smile and said: "The seniors are angry, these people look really miserable, and the juniors will order someone to arrange relief to ensure that the placement is proper." ”

Tian Kun was really angry, and said in his heart, you are a little Qi Realm cultivator, playing tricks in front of my hundred-year-old Zhuji seniors, and he stepped forward and couldn't help but say, it's just a kick, Chen Changrui wanted to hide, but unfortunately he was facing Tian Kun, who was a little taller than him, Tom, oops! Poor Chen Changrui's pampered body, he rolled out directly, and it took him a long time to get out of his breath and get up.

His face was as pale as paper, and he trembled and asked, "You, what do you mean?"

"Hmph!" Zhou Hao heard the voice, Tian Kun hurriedly retreated, and Zhou Hao asked loudly: "Let me ask you, countless mortals in this Dingtao City were forced by you to mine the mines, causing countless deaths, but is there such a thing?"

This one......

Chen Changrui gritted his teeth, but he was irrefutable.

Let me ask you again, did they go to the mines voluntarily? Did the deceased's family get a pension? Did they get paid, and did they know that they would die if they went to the mines?

Zhou Hao shouted and asked, and all the Chen family's cronies, staff, and sergeants all looked panicked.

You soldiers, who were supported by the people of Dingtao City, were supposed to garrison the people of Li and protect the safety of one side, but until the people were suffering like nothing, you had no family and relatives, and you were taken captive by this bastard, so did you protect the safety of one side?

A noisy roar rang out all around, like a tidal wave that broke the will of the sergeants, striking at the goodness of their hearts and torturing their conscience.

One by one, from being unswerving, to being at a loss, and no matter how ashamed they were, they threw down their blades, took off their armor robes, withdrew from the neat army, and disappeared into the crowd.

Behind the crowd, a young man, dressed as a scholar, was surrounded by a little scholar with sword eyes and starry eyebrows, looking at Zhou Hao and his party with a happy face, and the scholar whimpered and said: "Childe, those bad guys are finally taken care of, can we go home?"

The young man patted the scholar's hair bun and said: "Those who don't care about him first, let's thank the master for saving the lives of the whole city, and we must let the people of Dingtao remember a few benefactors." ”

But it was a scholar who Zhou Hao and a few people entered the city that day and drank with the soldiers guarding the city outside the city. It is also another big family in Dingtao City, Huo Zun, the second son of the Huo family, the scholar is not a scholar, but his eldest brother Huo Yan's widow Huo Xiaotian, who is ten years old, but he also has spiritual roots.

At this moment, Chen Changrui's face was discouraged, and he roared in a fierce voice: "Your Excellency, one person does things and one person is responsible, although my Chen family is weak, but I am also a member of the Tianyan Sect's hereditary inheritance family list, I hope that Your Excellency can let go of a way out, and his ancestors will not forget Your Excellency's favor." ”

In the noisy crowd, the angry scolding continued, and suddenly in the chaos, a group of people squeezed out of it, and went directly to Zhou Hao not far away, but the leader was an old man with white hair and a haggard face, Huo Zun and Huo Xiaotianyi behind him, and some other old and young people, all saluted Zhou Hao and the four of them, the old man was the head of the Huo family, Huo Qiyuan, on behalf of the people behind him.

The little old man Huo Qiyuan of the Huo family saw several adults, and the old man and others were all representatives of the merchants of the family in the city, and I came to thank you for your help, punishing the villains, and making sure that the people were safe. Zhou Hao frowned when he heard this, and he was very unhappy in his heart, but after thinking about it a little, he was helpless, you let a group of powerless, powerless, and incapable people resist the power of the lord and the support of the monks, which is no different from letting people seek death, it is not easy to save their lives and property in the chaos.

What's more, you can't ask everyone to be the same as yourself, and you can't do the finishing things by yourself, first, it takes too long, and second, it is inevitable that it will be too tiring, and in the end it may be biased, since these local family businessmen are sent to the door, simply leave it to them to do.

After a few pleasantries, Zhao Cheng and Tian Kun were ordered to supervise, with the Huo family as the mainstay, and several wealthy businessmen and officials to find out the guilty people, check the assets of the Chen family, and use them as pensions for the people and the deceased home. The last few merchants also took out some floating wealth to help the lonely widows of the dead men.

Huo Zun and his nephew Huo Xiaotian followed Zhou Hao's side, Huo Zun didn't know how to practice, but he had a lot of knowledge and talent, he was more than ten years older than Zhou Hao, and introduced Zhou Hao to the customs and customs of the vicinity.

Zhou Hao is interested in Huo Xiaotian, who is not very old, but he is calm and smart, there is a faint trace of spirituality on his body, walking, sitting and lying implies spiritual charm, and there seems to be a trace of aura circulating in his body.

Idle at the inn, Zhou Hao asked Huo Zun: "There used to be monks in your mansion, I don't know what kind of cultivation it is, do you know what kind of method they practice?"

Originally, if he was facing a monk, Zhou Hao would definitely not take the initiative to inquire about these secrets, but the other party was a descendant of a down-and-out monk, so it didn't hurt to ask, his current cultivation might not be able to see it, but Huo Xiaotian's situation made him curious, and before he tested Huo Xiaotian, he could only find the external reason.

After listening to this, Huo Zun hurriedly replied respectfully: "Immortal Chang doesn't know, in Xia Taizu was a monk in the inner door of Tianyan Sect, according to the genealogy, it was the ninth generation of our family, and now it has passed two and a half Jiazi, Xiaotian is the thirteenth generation, the clan has undergone several changes, the only thing left is a health sutra, but no one has ever practiced the ability to fly to the sky, and it is only a little effect on strengthening the body and prolonging life, and over time, there are fewer people who practice." ”

Xiaotian, this child, doesn't like to play with people since he was a child, but he likes to study some strange things, and he doesn't know when he took the scripture and studied it all the time, but he never said that he practiced anything. said to Huo Xiaotian, who was holding the book on the side: "Tian'er, bring the scroll in your hand to the immortal chief to see." ”

Huo Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this, he reluctantly closed the scroll in his hand, handed it to Zhou Hao with very reluctant hands, and took the book, Huo Xiaotian's eyes were fixed on the book, as if he was afraid that Zhou Hao would damage his treasure.

In his eyes, Zhou Hao pretended not to know, the book was a little worn, and the weight in his hand was not small, the black sealing leaf was faintly oily, and the silk thread on the stitched side slipped between his fingers.

"Huh"

Zhou Hao was puzzled in his heart, and then looked at the three strange tadpole-like words on the cover page, which seemed to have a trace of charm flowing endlessly.

Carefully savoring the heart but shocked, turning the page, rows of tadpole-sized runes covered the pages, Zhou Hao read carefully, but the shock in his heart became more and more great, but what was recorded in it was the Wuxiang Heavenly Scripture that he practiced.

But compared to the content, it is only three pages, which is the same as the one that I practiced as one hundred and fifty pages thick, but the method of description and the mystery of what it says are much higher, my hands trembled slightly, and I continued to look down.