Chapter 19: Yan Shura
In the snow, Mu Jun was walking in the dark night, and suddenly saw a flash of fire in front of him, steaming hot.
Many beggars in ragged clothes lined up neatly.
At the end of the procession, there were a number of people dressed in uniform white with the sun embroidered on their chests.
They all have a special energy in their bodies, which is different from ordinary true elements.
Mu Jun's eyes moved and he walked over.
But I saw that there were three cauldrons beside the people in white, and firewood was lit underneath, and the monstrous heat was steaming between heaven and earth, boiling the rice and water inside, and turning it into snow-white porridge.
The porridge was as white as the snow.
For the many beggars below, the symbolism is decidedly different.
One is the hope of life, and the other is the despair of death.
For many people who are not short of food and clothing, it is a beautiful enjoyment to watch the crystal snowflakes spread all over the earth, making the world the color of silver and white.
But for them, this beautiful snow is a symbol of death, a symbol of despair.
There is nothing beautiful or ugly in their lives, there is no emotion, and being able to live is the only pursuit.
The only thing that people need to live in the world is to survive.
Only those who meet the basic conditions for survival will think of feelings, romance, ideals, and dignity.
For the real people at the bottom, everything is too far away, only survival is within reach, and you need to face it every day.
If you don't pay attention to it, it will make you die.
The people in white sang loudly, as if praying to the sun. The scene was kind of funny because it was night.
But none of the people present thought it was funny.
All the beggars held their heads up and prayed with the people in white.
For them, as long as they have a chance to live, everything else is no longer important.
"There is suffering in the world, and man is the source of evil. The man in white held a small sundial in his hand and said with a reverent face, "We must repent of our sins and believe in the great God, only in this way can we be saved." β
Many people in white shouted, saying that the great god had descended into an incarnation, and that he was their leader, and as long as he was willing to join their "sundial religion", he was all brothers and sisters, with food, clothing, and so on.
Then he took out the spoon and began to distribute the white porridge to many beggars, and the beggars who received the porridge said words of praise one by one, and their faces were full of hope.
The people in white smiled and said, "Everything is a gift from God, and we should praise Him!" Everyone, under the leadership of the great sect master, our sect will surely lead all our brothers and sisters on the road to happiness......
Mu Jun watched this scene, and knew in his heart that this was a sect that was on the sidelines, the so-called Demon Dao, and wanted to take the opportunity to buy people's hearts.
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"A court that rules a domain is not even as good as an organization with an ulterior purpose for the people of its own capital, should such a dynasty be destroyed?"
Mu Jun walked slowly through the streets, looking towards the heart of the city, the center of the dynasty.
He walked in the other direction, where was the Qi Palace.
As the emperor's uncle today, King Qi has an extremely extraordinary status among the Great Zhou royal family, and his mansion is guarded by thousands of soldiers, among which there are many martial arts masters, and there is even a strong man in the autumn killing realm.
Of course, with the status of a master of the Autumn Killing Realm, it is also the same role in the Qi Palace.
Mu Jun walked into the Qiwang Mansion along the road, and no one could find out his whereabouts.
Although it was night, the Qiwang Mansion was brightly lit, and teams of guards were patrolling.
Mu Jun came to the very middle of this mansion, where was King Qi's room, and at this moment there were two people in this room, talking.
Mu Jun stood on the roof, listening.
"Lord Wang, this heavy snowfall, the imperial court sowed 100,000 taels of silver for disaster relief, and the villain is the head of the household department, responsible for this matter, and I specially sent half of it to you today. β
"Lu Shangshu, you are polite, a total of 100,000 taels, you send 50,000 taels to this king, what should I do in other aspects?"
"Lord Wang, don't worry, the remaining 50,000 taels, 10,000 belong to the people in the Inspection Department, 10,000 belong to Lord Wang, who is in charge of the inspector of Yujing Mansion, the villain takes 20,000 taels here, and the last 10,000 taels are used to reward officials in all aspects. β
"Not a penny is used for disaster relief, so there's nothing wrong with that, right?"
"Don't worry, this thing is very precise, the top and bottom are all done, you can take the money with peace of mind. β
"Okay, you are most relieved to do things. β
"Haha, the prince has a good reputation, if you don't have you on it, how can the villain have the courage?"
"It's so good, how can those Diao people be eligible to enjoy the money and food of the imperial court, it's better to cheapen us, hahahaha!"
"What you say is very true!"
The two figures raised their glasses in the candlelight, laughing from time to time.
Mu Jun looked at the two of them indifferently above, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.
Just as he was about to make a move, a figure swept through the sky and came to the rooftop.
Mu Jun frowned, his figure disappeared suddenly, and he secretly watched the comer.
In the dark night, the later figure was dressed in black, but his face was not masked, but painted with bright colors, painted as an image of Asura, which was extremely gorgeous.
Seeing this face, Mu Jun suddenly remembered a character "Yan Shura" that he had heard after coming to Yujing!
This is a mysterious master who has appeared in Yujing City in recent years, likes to smear his face with bright colors, secretly act chivalrous, kill corrupt officials and corrupt officials, help ordinary people, and has a very high reputation among the people at the bottom of Yujing.
This person should be him.
Then the purpose of his coming here today is obvious.
Mu Jun looked at him calmly.
Yan Shura stood on the roof, indifferently looking at the two figures who were changing cups and lamps inside, and said indifferently: "Two corrupt officials and corrupt officials of the common people, today I will stab the sky and kill you two to eliminate harm for the people." β
He knows very well how big it is to kill the emperor's uncle and the head of the household, although he has killed many corrupt officials and gentlemen in Yujing in the past two years, but they are all small people with low power, so he has not been very strong to pursue himself.
And once these two high-ranking and powerful people are killed, they will definitely anger the entire Great Zhou court and send a real strong man to hunt him down.
At that time, even if he cultivates to a high level, it will be impossible to fight against the entire Great Zhou court, and he will die for a lifetime.
But he is not afraid!
Even if it is ten thousand deaths, what's the matter? My generation practiced swords and martial arts, and what I wanted was to be happy.
Let such people live, I can't be at ease!
So...... Kill them!
Yan Shura's heart made a decision, and he drew his knife.
Under the heavy snow, the blades are snow-white, colder than snow.
At this moment, he has no self in his heart, only the persistence of dying without regrets.
Although tens of millions of people have gone to me!
With a flash of the sword, the entire palace shook, and the aura of slaughter filled the heavens and the earth.
"Kill!"
Lu Jingyuan, the head of the household, was killed with a knife, and bright red blood splattered on the face of the person holding the knife, making his face even more beautiful.
The people are gorgeous, and the knives are even more gorgeous.
This person has this knife, and the country is unique!