"You guys go in quickly, let a few gentlemen in the mansion quickly treat Wang Gongzi's wounds!" Looking at the battle in the distance, the middle-aged general suddenly became nervous, and he no longer bothered to check Bai Ya's injury, waved his hand at the little maid, signaling her to hurry into the tower.

Bai Ya didn't mention the taste in his heart at this time, and it was an awkward mess.

Now he understood why the Holy Sword Sect was called the Immortal Martial Sect instead of the Martial Arts Sect. Something he saw tonight was clearly out of the realm of martial arts, or rather, it wasn't what he understood.

Wang Peng's purple-red scabbard, as well as the seal on the hand of the ugly fairy girl Zhang Mei, have nothing to do with martial arts. According to his understanding, those two things should be called magic weapons or magic weapons.

Now that he can see it, Wang Peng, this kid has the background of the Holy Sword Sect to protect him, and he will definitely be fine. And then Zhang Mei of Li Xuegong only stopped him from killing, and had no intention of fighting him to the death, otherwise the masters in front of the tower would have gone up to fight for merit.

Calming down, Bai Ya gently pinched the little girl's secretly trembling arm, and the two relied on each other to cross the barricade and enter the tower gate of the Ascension Platform.

The Ascending Platform is an octagonal tower with a large footprint, with a corridor spiraling upwards along the exterior wall and a circular arrangement of the inner wings along the center line.

Perhaps for fear of being infiltrated by spies, there were no guards in the tower, and the servants who passed by along the way were all shocked when they saw the white cliff in the arms of the little maid, screaming and hiding aside.

Bai Ya estimated that these slaves belonged to different officials, and there was no one to help. Occasionally, two old servants of quite an older grade came forward to ask, and they were easily dismissed by the little maid.

"Shaoxia, the little maid asked just now, the lord and the other adults are discussing in the hall on this floor......" Waiting for the third floor, the little maid pointed to the big wing in front of her, and said in a low voice.

"Is this the place?" Bai Ya looked at the surroundings and saw that there was no one around, and suddenly stood up, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes, "My words count, you can go, you don't need to get involved in the next things." ”

"Solution...... Hearing this, the little maid hurriedly let go of Bai Ya and asked with her hands tied.

"I lied to you, that kid ate baicao pill, which is beneficial and harmless to people, you ask someone to help him stop the bleeding and he will be fine!" Bai Ya finished speaking, and walked towards the wing, and the little maid turned around and ran away when she saw this.

Coming to the door of the wing, Bai Ya took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to open the carved wooden door, and stepped in.

Bai Ya entered the door and quickly glanced at it, saw the situation in the lobby clearly, and suddenly secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This large wing room is quite large and is furnished in the style of a conference hall. There is a large sandalwood case in front of the hall, and behind it sits an elderly official wearing a blue-bottomed python suit, and there are a few small ones on both sides of the hall, and there are more than 20 officials with different descriptions kneeling.

Seeing a stranger covered in blood and with a terrible face walking into the hall, all the officials looked surprised and turned their heads to look at him.

"You...... Who are you?" the old man behind the big case looked at Bai Ya in disbelief and asked sharply.

It's just that before he finished speaking, a person was snatched out of the case on the left side, and he exclaimed, "Qi'er, how did you become like this?"

Bai Ya didn't answer, calmly turned around and closed the door, hung up the latch, and then turned his head to look at the two people.

The old man behind the big case did not wear a crown, but wore a black curtain used in his regular clothes, with a round face and a fat body, thick eyebrows, and a trace of faint majesty on his face that had been on the throne for many years. The man on the left is an old man with thin cheeks and a long beard under his chin.

Bai Ya knew that he didn't have much time, and he didn't talk nonsense, and strode towards the old man behind the big case.

"You are Lu Yuan, the Shou of Longxi County?"

"Bold! Wang Juncheng, is this the same?" the old man in the official uniform was furious, and turned his head to stare at Wang Juncheng in the hall.

It's just that Wang Juncheng under the hall had a different face at this time, and frowned when he looked at Bai Ya who was covered with blood.

As soon as Bai Ya spoke, he heard that the voice was not the same as his son, and after careful inspection, although the other party was wearing his son's clothes, his figure seemed to be a little thinner and shorter, but he looked like a young man.

"Qi'er, don't be presumptuous in front of adults, don't retreat quickly!" It's just that at this time, the boss was responsible, and he had to test it again.

However, Bai Ya ignored him, and the two of them asked and answered, and they had already identified themselves.

"It's you!" Bai Ya tiptoed a little, rushed to the table with an arrow, drew a knife with his backhand, and burst into a shout, "Lu Yuan, suffer death!"

A brilliant sword light accompanied by a column of sky-high blood lingered in everyone's retina for a long time.

When the sword light dissipated, the officials saw the young man dressed in blood, and the flesh and skin on his face were turned and covered with blood. He stepped on Lu Yuan's back with his right foot, and held a frightened head in his left hand, like a devouring beast, staring at them with burning eyes.

Lu Yuan's headless body was lying on the long case, his hands and feet were still twitching, and the blood from the broken neck was pouring in, and the ground in front of the case gathered into a pool of blood.

All the officials looked sideways, only to feel that their scalps were numb, and a bad cold rose from their lower abdomen, and they were afraid of the obscenity of the white cliff.

"Ah~~" Under the suffocating oppression, someone finally collapsed and screamed, slumped to the ground, and feces and urine flowed together.

"There are assassins~~" The officials came back to their senses, used their hands and feet together, rolled and crawled over the small table in front of them, and pushed each other towards the door of the lobby.

"Hahaha!" Bai Ya looked at the performance of these people like pigs, raised his head and smiled, and actually had the feeling that the world is boundless and he is the only one.

Different from the nervous and indignant of Shiyangji, this killing actually made him experience a kind of peak pleasure that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was incisive.

Bai Ya raised his knife and picked out his bun, and his black hair was draped like a waterfall, covering the bloody surface, revealing only a pair of eyes, and red light burst out from his pupils, like a raging flame.

"Where do you want to go?" Bai Ya made a mistake with his feet, jumped up, stepped on a few officials who were crawling all over the ground, and landed at the door in front of everyone, blocking everyone's way with his back.

"You, you...... It's a human being or a ghost!" looked at Bai Ya's black hair covering his face, like a demon, and suddenly frightened and paralyzed a few timid officials.

"The master is naturally a ghost, and the millions of unjust souls outside the city have entrusted the master to ask the adults to say goodbye!" Bai Ya grinned, and Bai Sensen's teeth made everyone retreat in panic.

All the officials gathered around and retreated to the back, but found that Bai Ya did not kill again, and immediately looked at each other, and found that everyone's faces were as pale as frost, and they were shocked.

"Less...... Shaoxia, it's not that we don't know about the disaster outside the city, it's just that Lu Junshou is bent on going his own way and refuses to open a warehouse to release grain, and we are also helpless!" The officials rubbed for a while, and the old man who was clear, that is, Wang Juncheng, who mistakenly thought that Baiya was his son, finally stood up and said with a bitter face.

"Yes, yes!" the officials looked at each other and agreed.

"Now that Lu Yuan is dead, you may open a warehouse to release grain?" Bai Ya lowered his head and asked with a sneer.

"Open a position, naturally open a position...... Wang Juncheng glanced at several leading officials, and agreed with a mouthful.

"Hehe, so refreshing!" Bai Ya's palm holding the short knife slowly clenched, chuckling and slowly pressing towards the officials.

"Shaoxia, Shaoxia...... Wait!" The officials were shocked, knowing that they couldn't fool the young man in front of them.

"I'm waiting, I'm not waiting to open a position, it's just, it's just ......" Wang Juncheng said with a sweaty face.

"It's just that the grain in the Longxi warehouse is less than 2......0 percent," someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, causing all the officials to stiffen.

"I see!" Bai Ya's mind lit up like lightning, and he suddenly realized.

No wonder Lu Yuan refused to open the warehouse to release grain, it turned out that the officials of Di Dao City had long been guarding and stealing, resulting in a deficit in the warehouse, and there was not enough grain to help the victims.

"If the existing grain in the warehouse is released and eaten, it will only be enough for the victims for half a month, and the Chang'an grain team will need at least a month and a half before it can be sent to the county government!" Wang Juncheng said more and more lightly, and his face was hasty, "Only by delaying it for another month can we ...... it."

"Delay another month......" Bai Ya was silent, and from what he saw outside the city, the victims had reached the end of the mountains and rivers, and they almost chose to eat them.

Not to mention another month, even if it is another day, countless people will fall down and starve to death, becoming food in the mouths of others. If it weren't for the fact that what he saw and heard had broken through his bottom line as a human being, and a murderous swordsman like Wang Peng couldn't stand it, how could he risk his life to become a hero.

Since the Shang monarch changed the law, the Qin State has ruled the country by law, and paid attention to disaster management rather than disaster relief. In the event of a natural disaster, the pre-Qin generally did not open a warehouse for relief, but the officials organized the victims to go up the mountains and into the forest to save themselves by hunting, so as to prevent the people from getting something for nothing and developing inertia.

But now is different from the past, after the great fission of heaven and earth, the wilderness and mountains and forests are too dangerous, and it is difficult for the victims to save themselves, so the law has become half governance and half relief, and the scale is all in the hands of the local supreme governor.

This is also why the Blood Knife Guest said that the county guards of Di Dao City are not necessarily illegal, and they go to kill people to refine their hearts, and the Legalist disciples of the Houli School Palace may take action to stop them.

In this world, there are air routes, big post roads, and teleportation rune arrays, but this kind of transportation involving a large number of grain fleets cannot be undertaken by the teleportation rune array, and the air routes are also limited, so they can only pass through the big post road.

The flying car of the big post road travels thousands of miles a day, but the area of China is too vast. And because Di Daocheng deliberately concealed the disaster, the Chang'an court did not know that the flood occurred once in a century, so when it decided to transfer grain to the south, several months had passed.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are the reason why Di Dao outside the city has become a ghost in the world.

"So...... What about the grain stored by the rich families in the city?" Bai Ya's eyes flashed, and he asked slowly, "I have been in the city for a few days, but I have never seen the appearance of running out of food!"

"The rich families in the city ......" The officials looked at each other, and Wang Juncheng said with a wry smile, "After King Hui, Qin Law strictly forbade officials to privately collect grain and harass their subjects. Most of the offenders are beheaded crimes, and unless they are amnesty today, even if there is a reason for the incident, the lightest thing is to remove the official and confiscate the army. ”

"Hmph, you don't have to prevaricate anymore, otherwise even if you dodge a knife today, you will be in a catastrophe afterwards. Bai Ya said coldly.

All the officials suddenly changed color, and they were obviously said to be dead by Bai Ya.

They can be ostriches today, but this is the case, as Bai Ya said, even if the Qin court does not punish crimes, there are also rangers who want to be famous and take their sacrificial swords!

There is no such thing as "the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister", the control of the court is limited to the world, and there are really martial artists who must kill them, and ordinary soldiers can't stop them, and the blood-faced young man in front of him is a clear proof.

"We have no right to order the requisition of grain, otherwise not only will our lives be lost, but our family will also be affected. Wang Juncheng suddenly turned to look at the headless corpse lying on the desk, with a strange expression, "But if there is a county guard's 'will', then you can give it a try!"