The light of the red line is disappearing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the emotions of the onlookers are becoming more and more intense. However, the guards at the entrance of the hall stood as a human wall, and although the weapons were not unsheathed, the pushing and shoving movements were never light.

There were people from the city defense army in the courtyard who were negotiating, and before they could say a few words, the deputy hall master who learned from Xiao Lin's mouth that it was Lin Ranjie waved his hand impatiently: "I said who are you? Why do you still come out to seek justice for a loose cultivator? I see that your city defense army has been separated from the sect for too long, and you have forgotten who your ancestors are, right?"

The head of the city defense army couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, that's right, the city defense army was indeed separated from the sect at the beginning, in order to naturally control the cities within the sect in the hands of the sect, responsible for maintaining the law and order of the city, and avoiding riots, but hundreds of years have passed, the specific system has changed, and the sect no longer gives any benefits to the city defense army, but is similar to Tangkou, and has to pay tribute every year, if the contribution value is too low, the city lord will be removed.

What makes this chief catcher depressed is how much oil and water can the city defense army have? The increase in the city gate tax has already made the prices in the city rise a little, if there are fewer consumers, will the merchants still pay the tax happily, you must know that the halls in those prosperous areas are all tax-free, and the wool is all from the loose cultivation and ordinary people, and the chief head catcher itself is a loose cultivation.

In fact, this is a means for the sect to suppress loose cultivation, there will not be too many resources scattered in the world, and no scattered cultivation can really become a master.

"Okay, I don't think you can take care of this matter, the dead are just a casual cultivator, can you still go to the sky?" Lin Ranjie waved his hand, like sending a dog, drove the chief catcher out, and the people who blocked the door immediately surrounded him and asked one after another.

In the face of the eyes of the crowd, how did the chief catcher answer? He had to turn his head away from these people, clasp his fists and salute, and turn away.

"Hey, why did you go?"

"That's right, the human life of our scattered cultivators is not human life? Don't we even have a place to reason?"

"The life of a family of three, this is in the city..."

"The way of the world... Who takes the money after paying so many taxes every year? Do you have to stand up at this time?"

The neighbors have been getting along for decades, and many children have grown up together since childhood, at this time the corpses of the Zhang family of three were placed in front of the door, Zhang Xiaowan's body was covered with a quilt, a pinch mark on the neck, her eyes could never be closed, and she looked at the sky godlessly, as if waiting for justice to come. Zhang's father's body twisted, and the force of that kick almost shattered all his bones. Zhang's mother's body was half charred black, but she was burned to death in a coma...

Only these casual cultivators and ordinary people who were watching felt Qi Qiran, and the people in the courtyard were still talking and laughing, Duan Qing turned around and left, without looking back.

Xiao Lin wiped away her tears, said something in her mouth, looked back and saw no trace of Duan Qing, and shook her head weakly, since the day Duan Qing registered in the Monks' Guild, even if the two have met, they have been in contact since then, and later because of the material, Duan Qing did not ask himself to help, even if it is a matter of issuing tasks, it is definitely different in terms of handling and attitude, and then thinking about it, this matter has nothing to do with him, it is better not to provoke...

But my heart is not so comfortable.

"Get out of the way!"

"The old immortal dares to block the door with a corpse!"

"I tell you, if you dare to block the door again, you are offending the majesty of the sect, believe it or not, like hundreds of years ago, slaughtering you bedbug-like loose cultivators?"

"I think it's better to contact the guild and ask them to stop posting tasks..."

The guards at the entrance of the hall shouted loudly, and an old man suddenly stood up in the crowd, pinched the ears of one of the guards, and the guards looked cold, raised their hands to fight, and were suddenly stunned: "Dad, why are you here?"

"Little rabbit cub, I've been a guard at the entrance of the hall for a few days, and I forgot that you Lao Tzu and I are just a casual cultivator?

"Dad, I'm not working..."

"Old man, you go back first, don't get in the way here, we are all looking at your son's face, as if this incident didn't happen. ”

The old man's eyes widened: "What? You still dare to beat me?"

"I said you old man, how unreasonable, if it weren't for you in front of your son, I..."

"Why? You still want to beat my father? Believe it or not, when your father comes, I'll beat him too?"

The two guards immediately pushed each other, Lin Ranjie in the courtyard frowned, summoned the commander of the guards, and said coldly: "Why did this happen? First of all, remove the names of those two quarrelers, abolish their exercises, and deal with them quickly, the Venerable Master is going to go out and return to the sect, what is the situation like now!"

The commander of the guards who had been trained strode to the door, and a few big slaps knocked the two young guards to the ground, one of them abolished the cultivation with one foot, and let people drag it aside and throw it out, the old man took care of his son, and was kicked away by him, and then walked to the front of a few strong loose cultivators, without saying a word, the big slap shot one after another, and not only slapped the face, but also abolished the cultivation together, until the crowd retreated, he spoke: "Make trouble here again, don't kill him!"

Everyone was stunned all of a sudden, they could see that when something really happened, there was no place to reason, Xiao Lin and a few good girls hugged Zhang Xiaowan sadly, and the others silently lifted the body of Zhang's mother and father, put it in a carriage, and pulled it away, everyone's footsteps were very heavy, but they floated, like a rootless duckweed, when facing the stormy waves, there was only one feeling, that is, despair.

"Xiao Lin, the young man who spoke to you just now is your friend, right? Why did he leave without saying a word?"

"That's right, didn't you say that he was very capable, and even the director of your guild was entertained with good food and drink?"

"I see Xiao Lin, you are shaving your head and picking your head hot, what kind of friend is this, Uncle Wang didn't say anything after he was abolished, that guy didn't even have the courage to hold a personal scene, I guess he is hiding in a tavern now, I regret coming to see you at this time, right?"

"Xiao Lin, you recently inquired about the news of the strange fire, is it for this kid? Let me tell you that if you still insist on this matter, you think we have no friends to do it!"

"Okay, okay, you guys, you don't know Xiao Lin's relationship with Wan'er on weekdays, now at this time, are you still sprinkling salt on the wound, let's say a few words, especially you, Xiao Pepper, don't say it so seriously, who doesn't have their own difficulties. ”

Xiao Chili, who was named and had a hot body and a hot temper, snorted: "Aren't I worried that Xiao Lin will suffer, besides, our flat-headed people are bullied, but we are not united, if we unite..."

Before Xiao Pepper's words were finished, he was directly gagged by two friends beside him: "How dare you say this..."

"You don't want to live anymore..."

Xiao Pepper also realized his gaffe, and didn't know how to redeem it, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then pretended to "cut!" to cover up the past, and there was still some fear in his heart, needless to say about the war five hundred years ago, it was a brutal and inhumane massacre of Sanxiu, whether it was a person from Shenzhou Gate or not, and then for so many years, there were also many small sects that were removed overnight, and everyone completely evaporated, it is said that those are actually the remnants of the Shenzhou Gate under the guise of the name of the sect, and they were destroyed by the big sects.

So for so many years, the word unity has been regarded as a forbidden word, and once it is discovered, the end is to evaporate from the world!

Little Pepper sighed wordlessly: "Hey, when is it a head!"

At this time, most of the neighbors retreated and left, to prepare for the Zhang family's funeral, the two guards who were removed from the Xingchen Hall glanced at each other, and couldn't help but scold those scattered cultivators, but they didn't dare to stay longer, they used to be guards They knew too well what the hall was doing, as long as they were in a good mood or not good, they could be killed casually, just find a place to bury it, this matter is over, where to reason?

Several scattered cultivators who had been abolished also left with the support of others, they did not grieve, they did not make promises, they straightened their backs, and left as if they were heroes, maybe even if they had negative emotions about the abolition of cultivation for half of their lives, they could only secretly wipe their tears when no one was around.

At this time, five carriages drove out of the hall in turn, and Lin Ranjie originally persuaded Fei Yuzhen to use a thousand miles talisman to go first, on the grounds that he was tired of traveling for the sake of him, and he couldn't do it. But in Fei Yuzhen's opinion, leaving with a thousand miles of talisman is simply a bad thing to run away with his tail between his legs, as a disciple of the inner sect of Baihua Sect, it is simply a shame to do so!

It's just that if he rides away on a tall horse, the imprint on his face that was made by the dead woman with essence blood is still attached to the right half of his face, although he has used the exercise to force most of the blood curse power out and cut off the red line, but there is still the word "murderer" in blood, which is really a bit ugly, so he retreated and chose the carriage, anyway, the storage bag of Ge Shuo, the third-level deacon of the harvest of Xingchen Hall, could not fit it, and it was also full of four carriages, and he didn't care about preparing two more carriages.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The guards rode tall horses to open the way in front, this is a privilege only for the sect and the family, even if the loose cultivators and ordinary people have horses, they can only lead the horses in the city, otherwise the city defense army will confiscate the horses, just this loss, let the loose cultivators have already developed a habit for hundreds of years.

The speed of the carriage is not fast, the coachmen are all full-time personnel in the sect, the old god is holding the whip, and he has been explained before setting off, the speed must not be fast, and people must not be able to see that it is a posture of running away, and it must go out of the majesty of the sect, so it is right.

When passing by the carriage pulling the corpse, the curtain of one of the carriages in the convoy was lifted, although it was only lowered in an instant, but everyone still saw it, the handsome face was printed with the two blood words "murderer", his eyes were calm and unfamiliar, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneering arc, if it weren't for Ge Shuo's emphasis on low-key, he really wanted to say goodbye to them.

"Poof!"

Even so, several scattered cultivators who had been abolished still couldn't suppress the sense of shame in their hearts, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground on the spot, completely fainting.

"Hahaha..."

There was a burst of hearty laughter in the carriage, and the sound of the horse's hooves "clicking" with a very rhythmic sense gradually faded away.