Ouyang Rong was woken up by the disappointed eyes of others.

He lay on the table that made the makeshift bed, opened his eyes, and stared at the dark beams of the public hall for a while.

At the beginning, because the foreign language was too poor, he fell into that ordinary university, but in fact, Ouyang Rong was quite satisfied with it.

It has a lot of open-air basketball courts; There is a gap in the wall next to the dormitory that is more lively than the back door; On the way to the classroom, there is a row of ginkgo biloba with autumn sunset leaves, and you can ride a bicycle from Wuhu in the apricot leaves; The Parkinson's of the cafeteria aunt is not yet in the late stage, and a bowl of rice is only five cents guaranteed, and she will not eat soil; The most important thing is that the professional monk in the Faculty of Arts has less meat and more meat, sitting in the classroom is like opening a harem, and there are many beautiful girls, although they are not as rich as the little sister, but they are much more generous......

Well, don't pretend, in fact, he is a class grass, so he naturally misses the country he has laid, the sisters who blushed when he talks to him, and the roommates who have a passionate black masturbation with him.

But his family and friends were not satisfied, and felt that his talent should have gone to a better place, but unfortunately it was abandoned and laid down.

Ouyang Rong didn't agree with their words about belittling his college days, maybe his self-esteem was too strong, or maybe he was stung by a disappointed look, he was determined to go to graduate school, he wanted to be admitted to a school that could slap all of them in the face.

Isn't it just reading on a horse, just a simple mode.

Sometimes people live just to fight for a breath.

Now Ouyang Rong, the county magistrate who wants to flip the table and raid his house, also wants to fight for a breath called "justice".

These days, he found that the poor people who were crowded around him in the disaster relief camp on the outskirts of the city looked at him every time they looked at him as the county magistrate and the eyes of those family and friends in his previous life were diametrically opposed.

This was Ouyang Rong's indescribable look of hope.

They seem to trust him, the radish county magistrate who spends his days in the disaster relief camp.

But Ouyang Rong felt that he didn't actually make their lives much better: the porridge and rice they distributed every day were not enough to eat completely, they just filled their stomachs and were not hungry, and the greenhouses they built were only sheltered from the wind and rain and not from the cold.

And their original houses, their original fields, and even their former relatives are gone.

Having lost so much, Ouyang Rong just gave a little something to support himself.

Why would they be so grateful to him?

It seems to be because of ...... Finally a ruler saw them as human beings.

Thinking about this world, Ouyang Rong had a breath of anger in his chest, and suddenly he surged up, and it was difficult to come down again.

In the dark lobby, Ouyang Rong couldn't sleep, turned over and got off the table, put on a single coat, and went to the east warehouse again.

Tonight is a crescent moon, and the light is dim.

But the east treasury was illuminated by hundreds of torches.

Qin Duwei held his waist knife to block the door, and the armor soldiers on all sides were dutiful to their duties, and there were elite soldiers hiding not far away, holding strong bows in their hands, on guard at any time.

In the east warehouse, Lao Cui Tou and the apprentice scribes worked overtime.

Xie Lingjiang pulled out a wooden stool and placed it horizontally in front of the door, she was sitting on her lap, her little white-pointed chin was slightly tilted subconsciously, holding her sword and looking ahead.

Tight inside and out.

Except for the abacus of the scribes, the audience was quiet, and everything was fine.

Ouyang Rong was a little relieved, went to inspect it, greeted everyone, and inquired about the progress of the audit.

He also went to check the buckets of well water prepared in the lower yard, which was to prevent some people and dogs from jumping over the wall to prevent fire from burning the house.

However, there are so many ledgers in the east treasury, it is impossible to burn them all out at once without being discovered by everyone, and this road is blocked by him.

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the sky, it was still the third watch, it was more than half of the night, he thought about it, and then turned back to the public hall not far away to continue to rest, and after checking the accounts tomorrow, he was still busy with business.

However, as soon as he returned, he ran into Ban Xi outside the door of the public court.

The Silla maid was wearing a hat, carrying a small box, and greeted her with a happy little step, "Lang Jun, the lady asked me to send some snacks for supper." ”

Ouyang Rong looked at it and nodded:

"Good work. There's nothing going on over there. ”

"It's not hard, Merlot Park is very good, the lady is just a little worried about you."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, opened the box and looked down to inspect it, and then stuffed the snack's snack to the servants who brought it over.

"Send her back to Merlot Park. In addition, these foods were sent to the East Treasury for Lao Cuitou and Senior Sister Xie to taste, and told them that it was okay to take a rest when they were tired, and they didn't have to be in a hurry. ”

"Yes, sir."

The officials left with a little reluctant face, but Ouyang Rong first said hard work to the soldiers who were guarding outside the hall, chatted a few words, and returned to the court.

This time he did not lie down to rest, but turned off the fire, sat alone in a chair, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose to recuperate.

In fact, this public hall not far from the East Treasury is also heavily guarded, there are many traps in the courtyard, and there are people on the roof of the house to stand guard, just waiting for a certain family to take a risk.

After all, dogs will jump over the wall when they are in a hurry.

Sitting alone in the dark, Ouyang Rong felt a little sleepy, and at this moment, there were suddenly several crisp sounds of wooden fish in his ears.

He was slightly flustered.

In the middle of the night, why did you suddenly increase your merits?

The young county commander was a little puzzled, but no matter how you think about it, adding merit should be a good thing.

He nodded, closing his eyes in the dark.

……

Xie Lingjiang looked at the snacks sent by his senior brother, and turned his head to look at Qin Duwei outside the door, who nodded lightly, indicating that someone had been sent to check it, and the food was fine.

Xie Lingjiang looked back and continued to sit upright.

Staring inside the storeroom, I didn't go to eat.

"Mingtang is not thin with us." Lao Cui Tou gave the supper to the apprentices, looked at the sky, "After eating, you can only rest for a quarter of an hour, don't go too far to relieve yourself, come back early." ”

Everyone nodded, got up one after another, stretched and relaxed, and went out to relieve their hands, but they would be searched and checked by Qin Duwei and others before going out.

Only Lao Cui didn't move, continued to sit in place and sort out the account books, and reached out to get the account books on the desks of the other scribes, and looked down to check them. Others have long been surprised by this.

Only Xie Lingjiang and Lao Cui Tou were left in the east warehouse.

Xie Lingjiang spoke up: "Old gentleman, rest too, I'll take care of you here." ”

Old Cui Tou shook his head and muttered, "It's almost dawn." ”

"The Liu family's account, have you found it?"

Old Cui Tou sighed and pointed to the stack of confidential ledgers on the table: "No wonder every year there is a lot of water, and you can get rich every year." ”

Xie Lingjiang frowned, got up and walked to check, at this moment, she suddenly smelled a pungent smell different from the supper, and immediately held her breath, as if she had a heart, she suddenly raised her head:

I saw that there was a big black gecko on the ceiling of the warehouse...... No, it's not a black gecko, it's a man in a black robe and a bronze beast face, his whole body clinging to the stone bricks of the ceiling.

I don't know when I sneaked in!

Xie Lingjiang made a decision immediately, grabbed several brushes on the table, and threw them like flying knives.

The beast-faced demon turned over three times in a row to dodge, and at the same time, with a wave of his sleeve, he threw something.

Xie Lingjiang below had already picked up the longbow, the bow was bent like a moon, and before the naked eye saw the string move, an arrow had already come out of the string, and with a "whoosh" sound, the thing thrown by the beast-faced demon was nailed to the ceiling.

There was a loud bang, and a flame ball with a diameter of three meters immediately exploded at the place where the arrow was nailed, and sparks flew everywhere.

Fortunately, a table was kicked up immediately below, catching most of the falling flames.

All of this happened in just one breath.

The beast-faced demon seemed to be afraid, and climbed like a gecko, crawling towards the only narrow skylight at the top of the storehouse.

"Want to run?"

Xie Ling Jiang Liu's eyebrows were upside down, and the next second he stepped on the edge of the table, like an eagle waving his wings on the green clouds, jumping lightly on the beam, drawing his sword to keep people.

The beast-faced demon didn't look back, and threw another thing, but it was bounced ten meters by Xie Ling Jiang's back and fell, but this time it didn't explode.

Xie Lingjiang didn't care, he took the opportunity to get closer, and with a flash of sword light, the beast-faced demon was cut in half from the middle.

But in the next second, something strange happened, and the bottom half of the broken section fell lightly, and it was an empty black robe; The "upper half" continued to climb out of the skylight, and the skylight, the size of a human head, was actually drilled out by it.

"Hex! Immortal Fang Warlock Dao Vein? ”

Xie Lingjiang gritted his teeth, landed quickly, and went out of the door without saying a word, and dropped a sentence to Qin Duwei and the others who had gathered vigilantly outside the door, "Block the doors and windows and not allow anyone to enter", and chased after the demon.

In just a few breaths, the two qi practitioners fought each other, which made the soldiers very shocked, and they entered the house to check the circle, and saw that the old Cui Tou, who was in charge of the audit, was not injured, so they all retreated, closed the door and sealed the window.

It's just that what Qin Duwei and the others, who were guarding around the door and strengthening their vigilance, didn't notice was that in the east warehouse behind them, the old Cui Tou who was sitting alone bent down silently and picked up the cylinder called the Burning Sky Thunder on the ground, which was the last thing the demon threw just now but did not explode.

Old Cui Tou calmly turned the small cylinder, and slowly poured the liquid mixed with the anointing oil and black powder on the stack of account books on the table, and then poured some on his gray hair and body.

After doing this unconsciously, the quiet old man reached out and picked up the oil lamp at the next table.

But in the next second, a man's voice outside the door that was familiar to the old man sounded:

"What are you going to do?"