The street onlookers were silent, and most of the monks felt a kind of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox in their hearts.

In the world, only the Dafeng Imperial Court can do that the Jianghu monks in the territory dare not slaughter civilians at will, except for the feared and pervasive supervision department 'black dog', and the 'rune heavy weapon'.

There is also the fact that once the crime is shot, the head will be cut off, and the 'head' will be passed on, which will make his reputation in the first life of his life lose after death, and it will also disgrace the sect family.

This also created that within the Dafeng Dynasty, there were few Jianghu monks who made things wantonly, and it was rare for the people not to be affected by the fighting of the Jianghu people.

In the eyes of many monks, this is just a manifestation of happiness and revenge, and as for whether it will hurt the innocent, it is completely 'the destiny of each other'.

But in the eyes of these ordinary people, who were much more numerous than monks, once they were affected, it would be a catastrophe, a massacre that could not be fought back.

There was silence for a long time, and the crowd didn't know who shouted hello, followed by sparse cheers one after another. Of course, this applause is not for the monks, but for the ordinary people who were humble in the past.

The monk was more indignant, secretly angrily scolding the court for meddling, but he did not dare to come forward to provoke. Regardless of the officials of the Supervision Department who were faintly revealed, there were even sharp-eyed people who noticed that the military general in front of them was actually a cultivator with three realms.

The Four Realms are a dragon gate, and those who can cross over are only a few with good qualifications, and the vast majority of monks can only linger in front of the threshold of the Four Realms, or even die of old age.

Most of the people who can come here are young handsome people who want to worship under the great master of the sword path, and they are all swordsmen of the first three realms. The younger generation who has the cultivation of the Four Realms before the crown is an absolute minority of geniuses, and they don't even need to come here to fight with others at all, they can worship in the big sect at any time and cultivate as genius disciples.

Therefore, there is also a saying that under the four realms, everyone is 'not in my generation'.

The cavalry general who pulled out his spear again, gently shook off the soaked blood, he drove his horse to the front of the crowd with his gun, greeted a young man with a slightly dark complexion, and said meaningfully: "This general, Captain Chida, thank you for taking the sword, Your Excellency is good at cultivating." ”

It turned out that when the swordsman's sword in his hand fell into the crowd at a rapid speed, everyone dodged. But only the dark-skinned young man in front of him did not dodge, and firmly clamped the powerful long sword with two fingers, preventing the long sword from falling into the crowd and harming innocent people.

The dark-skinned young man smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and he smiled: "In Xialiushan Mountain, I thanked the general for his praise, but it was just within my ability, and it was not enough to worry about it. After a pause, he raised the sword in his hand and asked again, "What about this sword?"

The young man first thanked the compliment, and then explained that the sword was taken for granted, so that it seemed that the sword was just a trivial matter.

The general nodded slightly, and regardless of whether the person in front of him was pretending or not, he only recognized whether he had done a good deed.

He praised: "If there are many monks like Brother Tai in the world, then the people are enough to live in peace, and this sword is a piece of evidence, and it needs to be handed over to me." "It's already called a brother.

The dark-skinned young man returned his sword, and after another brief conversation, the general patted his horse away.

Soon, the government took over, and the residual heat of the incident began to subside, and the flow of people gradually dispersed. After all, after the establishment of the Dafeng Dynasty, although this kind of thing was not common, there were still a few people who did not believe in evil, or who held their own "good" backgrounds and offered good heads.

A team of carriages slowly moved forward, and the young strong man who retracted his gaze sighed with complicated eyes, the Dafeng Imperial Court did not relax at all in restraining the private fights of the Jianghu monks and hurting ordinary people, and to use the strange word of Gongzi to evaluate, it is 'zero tolerance'.

However, he sneered in his heart, these are just dealing with people who have not cultivated much before, there are still too many things in this world that will use strength to speak.

At first, it was due to the heavy rain all day yesterday, and the backlog of goods in many merchants was a bit large, and the flow of people gathered early in the morning, which made it difficult to get trafficked.

But it didn't take an hour or two for the vehicles to be emptied, the avenue was still wide and unimpeded, and the convoy led by the dark-skinned young man smoothly crossed the main road according to the original route, drove into Dongcheng District, and stopped in front of No. 76 Street.

When the dark-skinned young man saw Gu Shuleng, he immediately admired and said, "I'm really curious, what exactly is written in your letter, the sword dao master who is rumored to have become an extraordinary saint in Sword Mountain is actually here." And start the test apprenticeship exactly as you said, it's really God. ”

The words of the black-skinned young man are simply a bit absurd, and if a person who is already transcendent and sanctified like a fairy is like a marionette, if outsiders know it, it must be a sarcastic sentence of "not ashamed".

Gu Shuliang didn't care much, made a cup of tea and handed it over, corrected: "The current Shi Baifeng has not yet entered the Holy Realm, and is still only in the Great Perfection of the Six Realms, but it's not that he can't enter the Holy Realm, but he doesn't want to. ”

This black-faced young man named Liu Shanshan was actually just a young man, but his skin was dark and he looked old, and he exclaimed: "There are still people who are unwilling to break through the realm, that is the seventh realm of mountains and seas, the great monk who has truly entered the sainthood, how many people dream of it." Besides, he's already a hundred years old, if he doesn't break through the realm, he really wants to lie in the coffin, or does he have a hole in his brain?"

Gu Shuleng was a little helpless, the people around him had been with him for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would be contaminated with some 'modern words', explaining, "It's none of your business if the old-timers can't break through the realm, what are you worried about." I don't know if he has a hole in his brain, but your face, if you don't brush it white, one day it will be darker than the official uniform of the Supervision Department. ”

Liu Shanshan, who had a slightly darkened complexion, looked unimpressed, rolled his eyes and said: "My face is dark, I am proud, none of the rangers in the rivers and lakes are a little dark-skinned, not black and black, they are embarrassed to say that they have broken through the rivers and lakes." He said with a proud look and touched his black face.

Everyone in Gu Caotang knows that this general manager of Liushan Mountain, who often runs around and is responsible for all external affairs such as purchasing medicines, is a person who likes to make friends with people in the rivers and lakes and always dreams of one day being able to really walk on the rivers and lakes.

But only a handful of people know that what this Governor Liu is best at is his training of 'agents', and he is responsible for secretly collecting all kinds of information.

There are more than 100 people in Gu Caotang, scattered on four streets, and a small half of them are drawn out to form members of the 'agent team'.

These trained 'agents' are just Gu Shuleng cobbled together according to some novels or movies and television in his previous life. Manager Liu had a lot of fun, and he also found a lot of decent doorways.

Liu Shanshan took out a letter and handed it to Gu Shuleng.

Gu Shuleng took it and took out the letter paper inside and looked at it, there were some words written on it in a very disorderly order, densely packed, and there was a lack of pen and stroke in many places.

Of course, this is not a mistake, but a cipher set specifically to prevent MeSign from falling into the hands of others.

After Gu Shuleng finished decoding the code and read it carefully, he couldn't help but sigh softly when he put down the paper.

Liu Shanshan frowned and persuaded: "Recently, Xiangfang District has also begun to be unpeaceful, the person you are looking for may not be in Xiangfang District, after looking for so many years, I don't even know the name, how can I find it in this city where there are more large and small families than cow hair with some fragmentary information alone." ”

He knew that his son-in-law was looking for someone, a person who even he didn't know who it was, who didn't know his name, and who didn't know where he lived.

And in order to prevent others from knowing their intentions, they always have to be careful and careful when inquiring about news, and even the content of the inquiry seems to be some trivial matters that happen in several districts, and there is no pattern to be found.

With this level of caution, he has reason to be proud that even if the Supervision Department has terrifying infiltration methods, he doesn't know what they are looking for. But in this way, the means of progress can be imagined.

Gu Shuleng gently put the paper into the brazier, watched the paper turn into ashes, was a little distracted, and said softly: "I'm just sighing, I think of a sentence, the original words are 'At that time, the carriage and horses were slow, and there was only enough to love one person in a lifetime', which is still very reasonable." ”

In this era, the north and the south of the letter are closed, if it weren't for Ji's great achievements in the field of communication, he has developed many kinds of information transmission channels, and even opened up the 'Flying Sword Transmission' and 'Ark', which can deliver letters and objects across hundreds of states.

With the vastness of this world alone, there are hundreds of big states in the Dafeng Dynasty alone, and ordinary people have never even gone out of a state in their lives, and once they cross a state, they will be blind.

It is no wonder that after the establishment of the Supervision Department of the Dafeng Dynasty, the intelligence network of hundreds of thousands of saucers and hidden piles of the three armies is still far from enough.

Manager Liu rolled his eyes again, and he was angry: "It turns out that I blame my letter for being too slow." Suddenly I felt that something was wrong, and asked again, "Found it?"

"No, but one thing is confirmed. Gu Shuleng replied very easily, in a good mood, and his pale face revealed a hint of red.

Seeing Gu Shuleng's somewhat bewitching face, Manager Liu was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes again, and snorted, "Your face is strange and scary." ”

Then he changed the subject, "By the way, I don't seem to have heard of your sentence just now, 'At that time, the carriage and horses were slow', even if I read a lot of books, don't lie to me." ”

The corners of Gu Shuleng's mouth were rarely curled up proudly, and he said with a bad taste: "Because I said it." ”

Then he returned the salute, "Also, the person with a black face rolls his eyes, which is even more scary." ”