It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

Although it only offsets it a little bit, it depends on what it is compared with. If this "breath" encounters some low-level demons and ghosts, it can also be severely damaged.

But it's just the kind of little ghosts and demons who are not popular, if they really meet someone with a little bit of ability, they still have to kneel.

Qin Yuelou thought it was a bit interesting, so he intercepted a little breath with his sword intent, and planned to study it later, but this breath gave him a feeling that it was difficult to imitate it with Immortal Sword Dao.

Naturally, the little official didn't know what Qin Yuelou had done. Anyway, after shouting boldly, Qin Yuelou glanced at him again.

This courage was vented for five or six points suddenly,

When he was about to speak again, his voice was much lower, it could be said that he was stern.

Qin Yuelou, on the other hand, was beating the drum while "crying for grievances" and said: "I beat the drums because I have grievances, and if I have grievances, I have to beat the drums. Isn't this very simple?!

If there is injustice, then there will be injustice in this world!

I beat the drum just to avenge my grievances!

Who stipulated that if there is a grievance, it cannot be redressed?You can suppress it for a while, but can you suppress it for a lifetime? !

You guys who are cadavers and vegetarians spend the whole day digging into those things, and don't pay any attention to whether the people have complaints or not. Just like you, you dare to blatantly greedy for the food money for disaster relief, right? ! "

The more Qin Yuelou talked, the more angry he became, and even the speed and strength of the drumsticks in his hands became a little bit stronger, and the sound of the drums spread out, even smashing the surface of the unrepaired drum that had been in disrepair for a long time.

"It seems that this injustice is enough to reach the sky." Qin Yuelou gently put the drumstick back on the drum stand.

After putting the drumsticks back on the drum stand, a man with the appearance of a gentleman came out from behind the yamen. This gentleman was wearing a green robe with birds embroidered on his patch. Purple mandarin duck.

After the unformed aura of the little official came to this old man, a vivid purple mandarin duck emerged.

Although this purple mandarin duck was bigger than ordinary mandarin ducks, it was just a drooping water bird, standing half-dead on the master's shoulder, not even having the courage to look at Qin Yuelou.

"Injustice? Who dares to be wronged? Who dares to be wronged?"

The old man came as soon as he opened his mouth, and the purple mandarin duck was even more dejected, as if he wanted to bury his head in the ground like an ostrich.

"I have wronged." Qin Yuelou looked around with his sword in his arms, but with just a shake of his hand, the sword disappeared in full view.

"Oh? Is there a grievance? Then you will be promoted, the county magistrate will have a good trial for your injustice today." The county magistrate saw Qin Yuelou's trick, although his eyes were serious, it made the purple mandarin duck feel a little bit Vigorous, but it still doesn't help, the purple mandarin duck still looks half-dead.

I don't know what the county magistrate was holding back, but after giving this answer, Qin Yuelou happily played with the county magistrate.

As soon as Qin Yuelou heard this, he let go of the shackles that the Sword Intent of Time had placed on the surrounding yamen servants, arresters and small officials.

Then, probably the only promotion in recent years began amidst the perfunctory sound of "mighty".

Then it also attracted many people to tell each other, and rushed to the yamen, which made the yamen's surroundings completely tight, and it was these gangs of Zaoban yamen who maintained the order on the scene.

Although there is a well-known saying in Shouyang City, "It is better to fight with officials than to offend Zhao Li", but how can ordinary ordinary people get the confidence to fight with officials?

The county magistrate straightened his crown, sat under the plaque of "Mirror Hanging High", and slapped the gavel.

"Who is in the hall? How old is it? Where is your hometown? Now that you see me, why don't you kneel down?" The county magistrate looked at Qin Yuelou, his voice was cadenced and full of rhythm.

"I'm called Zhao Ritian, and I'm ashamed every day, so you can call me Zhao Hao." Qin Yuelou opened his mouth to lie and didn't write a draft.

He will not reveal his real name, and he is also afraid that there will be some curses like the nail-headed seven arrows. After all, some curses can be performed only by knowing the birth date and name, and even as long as you search for it, you will be able to find it. You can go to the former residence of Shixiang City to find your personal belongings and find the fallen hair from it to deepen the connection of the curse.

Therefore, when walking in the rivers and lakes, pseudonyms are the most important.

"Look at me, would you believe me? Tell me the truth! What is your name, where is your place of origin? Still not kneeling down?!"

"My name is Zhao Hao, what's the matter? I'm from Skyrim Province. At that time, I got a sword in my knee and was chosen as the holder of Undead Slash. I joined the French Sword Dance Team and saved Elden. Isn't it good to have rich experience?" Qin Yuelou was talking nonsense like a bald skin, but he just didn't kneel.

The clever little official next to the county magistrate winked, and the yamen servants next to him understood, and brought a group of people over to fight. The group of people didn't kneel down Qin Yuelou in a daze, and some yamen servants even planned to do it openly.

It's just that he was still afraid of Qin Yuelou's "monster skills" and didn't dare to do it openly, but this obviously didn't make Qin Yuelou relax his vigilance, and he didn't bully mortals by relying on his cultivation, but this group of people who have already got started The slaves were knocked to the ground by Qin Yuelou alone within a few rounds.

The crowd at the door applauded without fear.

"Okay, good play!"

"Okay! Young hero is doing well!"

Qin Yuelou had no eyes to see and no ears to hear anyway.

Instead of doing practical work, it is better to join in the fun and have fun.

"I've been hit by a sword in my knee, and I can't kneel, let alone you, a county magistrate, even if the gods come down to earth, I can't kneel." Qin Yuelou continued.

The county magistrate also saw that Qin Yuelou possessed unique skills, and his "grass team" was just two or three big cats and kittens, and he was a good hand at catching a few scattered mice. Those who are not rats are also among the best in the industry, but if they really encounter tigers and dragons, this big cat and small cat are really big cats and small cats.

Unfortunately, Qin Yuelou is the tiger who descended from the mountain and the dragon who crossed the river.

Now that Qin Yuelou was a fierce tiger and a dragon crossing the river, the magistrate didn't dare to come to martial arts. After all, those who play martial arts can't beat others, so the county magistrate decided to play with prose.

"Let's just believe you, don't check you carefully, you say redress, where does the grievance come from?" The county magistrate slapped the gavel again.

"I'm wronged. I ate hot pot and sang songs. I just sat there and ate this food. In your city, there is a wealthy young man who is dressed in a rich family who came to trouble me. If I didn't fight back with tears in my eyes, I'm afraid I would have to do it now." I have been treating him in the medical hall for a hundred days." Qin Yuelou said directly.

"Is this true?" The county magistrate probably knew what was going on when he heard it.

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, it has to be false.

"The local gang is too unruly. This is the first time I've seen this kind of thing. I'm just passing by here, and I'm going to be humiliated by your local gang? You, the county magistrate, are too relaxed and careless, right? Or is it that you have colluded with the local gang in Shouyang City, and there is a nest of snakes and rats, so you turn a blind eye?" Qin Yuelou lightly put a hat on the county magistrate.

How could the county magistrate admit it?Originally, he wanted to let these ordinary people see the majesty of the government in front of the eyes of the public, and give him seventy or eighty big boards first to establish a prestige, but this plan obviously aborted.

But under the watchful eyes of all the people, Qin Yuelou's prestige of the government was lowered by Qin Yuelou;

The county magistrate is not a fool, so he must have found a compromise. He wants to save face, but also to keep his face, and he has to take off his hat.

The county magistrate rolled his eyes, and the purple mandarin duck on his shoulder dropped a piece of feather, with a look of lovelessness, Qin Yuelou had a panoramic view, there was no sigh, let alone pity, just put the feather also collected.

Intuition told him that these official auras might be of great significance to the future research of his group.

Qin Yuelou originally took the feathers, but after thinking about it, it might be a bit unfavorable to only take the feathers, so he pulled the purple mandarin duck off the body of the county magistrate,

At the same time, it also squeezed the unformed breath from the little official's body,

Although there are traces of breath hooked, but after being dragged down, there is no half nostalgia,

The purple mandarin ducks immediately took root on Qin Yuelou's shoulders. Although they held their heads high again, their expressions were a little sluggish, but their feathers looked much brighter.

Qin Yuelou didn't understand the mechanism of this purple mandarin duck, but it should be similar to the civil and military official aura derived from the imperial dragon aura. Although it has not been researched yet, Qin Yuelou can feel that it is probably such a thing Well, this thing should have many other deep-seated benefits, but it's just that this dog official's corpse vegetarian meal obviously didn't master the tricks of using it, so it made Qin Yuelou cheaper.

Patted on the head of the purple mandarin duck, Qin Yuelou will randomly pull out a clone, first let the purple mandarin duck station on the clone, and then let the purple mandarin duck cooperate with the research room to conduct research,

After everything is done, time resumes flowing again.

The county magistrate probably didn't realize what happened, but a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he had lost something that had always been inseparable from him, and he just asked him to look for it. Can't find it.

This feeling of loss even interrupted his next train of thought.

Therefore, his words that wanted to kill three birds with one stone also came to nothing.

For a moment, the county magistrate didn't know what to say, but his eyes were a little dull, and he just stood there silent, and finally managed to choke out some words, but the tone was like "ahhhhhhhhh" particle.

Qin Yuelou pressed harder and harder: "The magistrate, why didn't you speak? Or did you acquiesce? Did you acquiesce in collusion with the dark and evil forces of the local gang?

You, Zhao Kun, acquiesced today in collusion with the Zhao and Li families in Shouyang City, and killed the people in Yurou Township,

Did I say yes or no? "

After Qin Yuelou said these words, he didn't care about the psychological reactions of the onlookers.

Things that everyone knows well can still be pretended without revealing.

However, if it is exposed and the fig leaf is gone, it will not be so easy to pretend to be in the future.

"Uh this... ah this... um... um?" It was the first time that the county magistrate felt that his train of thought was intermittent and extremely unsmooth.

Qin Yuelou was selectively deaf for the time being, and only heard the blank "hmm" nasal sound.

When Qin Yuelou was about to continue tearing off the fig leaf, he was interrupted.

"This swordsman, what you said is biased. Why do you say that the magistrate of Zhao has colluded with my Zhao family?" Out of the crowd of onlookers came out the young master of the Zhao family who had been watching secretly for a long time, that is, Zhao Mengquan. .

Zhao Mengquan saluted thoughtfully, then introduced himself, and finally got to the point: "I think you may have misunderstood my Zhao family, why don't you come into my house and chat for a while, let's talk about it and clear up the misunderstanding, don't you?" Isn't it beautiful?"

Qin Yuelou glanced at Zhao Mengquan, and then said in a voice transmission: "You say what you want, but it's really okay to walk in so blatantly? Isn't this a proof that you colluded?"

Zhao Mengquan stared at it for a moment, then whispered:

"Some things, everyone knows well, no one can cause any big storms, at most there are some tiny ripples, then when the weather calms down, the stones thrown into the water will be forgotten by people, everyone Still go their separate ways,

You say, is it right? "

Listening to Zhao Mengquan's words, Qin Yuelou looked back at the county magistrate who was sitting on a chair like an senile dementia, then looked up at the plaque of "Mirror Hanging High", and then looked at the silent people at the door Ladies and gentlemen, the common people dare to be angry but dare not speak out. They don't know who they are blaming or who they are reprimanding.

Even looking at Qin Yuelou was full of malicious speculation.

Qin Yuelou was keenly aware of all this, and felt an unknown fire in her heart, but it was difficult to vent it.

But if he doesn't vent it, he will be very upset.

I only saw him waving his hand high, then gently lowering it, and a breeze like a drizzle passed by,

The desk in front of the county magistrate waved two sections, the cut was smooth, and it fell down from left to right. On the table, the lottery holder, the sign for hearing the lawsuit, the seal holder, the pen holder and the pen holder were scattered all over the floor.

The fire token fell to the ground with a crackling sound, and everything made a crackling sound,

The gavel fell to the ground and produced a tone that did not conform to its essence. It should have been loud, but at this moment it became like a pebble, with only an indistinguishable click.

Even the plaque of [Mirror Hanging High] was divided into two, and a line segment appeared in the middle of the plaque,

But it still hangs on the head of the frightened county magistrate,

The county magistrate hasn't noticed that his official uniform has been separated into two parts with a wave, and the hat is the same.

Qin Yuelou turned around and left,

Then [Mirror] fell down,

The missing half of [Gao Xuan] hit the head of the county magistrate,

Immediately, the skin was torn apart, the flesh was bloody,

But with more air out than in in, it seemed that he was going to lose his life.

Really was born naked, and walked away naked.

However, it is not known whether he will have a Manmin Umbrella.

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Zhao Erhe sat in the main seat, beside Li Kunhai and his four sons, and facing Zhao Erhe was Qin Yuelou, where the guest seats were, and Tiger.

Plates of dishes were brought to the table by the maids, and all of these maids were dressed very coolly, with elegant postures, young and beautiful faces, and even fatter and thinner bodies. something peculiar to man,

In this way, it has become a beautiful landscape full of potential desires, and it is a big shot.

As for these things that are unique to humans, Qin Yuelou can tell at a glance that these maidservants are not humans, but transfigured banshees, some with unretracted cat ears, some with arms that resemble wings, and some with their tails exposed , and some retain animal claws...

Although they are not human, these people are really beautiful.

If Qin Yuelou were to describe it, it would be the hazy beauty of holding a pipa half-hidden,

Sometimes, wearing it can stimulate people's senses more than not wearing it,

It's just that Qin Yuelou didn't look sideways, even at the table, there was a transfigured fairy lying in front of everyone, and all kinds of dishes were covered on the transfigured banshee.

The fat, swallow-thin, transfigured banshee maidservants presented the dishes like an assembly line, and then sat beside everyone very consciously, waiting for the head of the family to speak, and then served.

Qin Yuelou leaned on the sword in one hand, crossed his legs, and held a gourd in his left hand, drinking wine one after another. The Zhao family and Li Kunhai didn't speak.

He really wanted to see what tricks the Zhao family wanted to do, but Zhao Mengye was quite displeased, but he didn't dare to show it, he only dared to poke Qin Yuelou's flesh with his eyes secretly,

The tiger, on the other hand, had sad eyes and lowered his head, unable to bear to look at the banshee who had nothing left to hide his shame on the table, nor could he bear to look at the transfigured banshees sitting beside them like puppets.

Zhao Erhe kept his eyes closed all the time, and after a while, Zhao Erhe opened his eyes and saw Qin Yuelou.

"Come to think of it, you are that skilled swordsman, right?" Zhao Erhe looked at Qin Yuelou.

Qin Yuelou also took a look at Zhao Erhe. He was very old, like a shriveled old cucumber, and the flesh on his face was also wrinkled. His thin cheeks showed protruding cheekbones while the flesh was retracted. It may be because of his old age that his eyelids drooped. With it, people can't see their eyes.

"I don't dare to be too advanced, so it's just mediocre, but thanks to the care of my brothers in the family, I can have a good future." Qin Yuelou leaned on his sword and said, leaning forward slightly.

However, he still kept a certain distance from the transfigured banshee in front of him. This transfigured banshee should be transformed from a lynx, with short hair and long ears, hands and feet that have not yet fully transformed, and slightly larger paws of a lynx. , she was motionless, and her eyes were empty.

"It's just that I really didn't expect that there are so many monsters that are unknown to outsiders in this big manor, and they all obey their orders and are willing to serve as dishes."

"How would they know? After all, they are just a group of ordinary people with no power or power." Zhao Erhe said it politely.

"Actually, you just treat them as farts, right?" Qin Yuelou took another sip of wine for himself.

"They are my gods of wealth, how can they be farts?" Zhao Erhe was talking, but no one dared to interrupt.

"Then the status of the God of Wealth is really low." Qin Yuelou shook his head and muttered in a low voice.