The general and his spoiled wife

In August, heavy rain is approaching, and evil spirits are rampant.

In a border town thousands of miles away from Yuzhou City, a door was suddenly pushed open.

It was night, with no stars and no moon, and the wind moved the debris on the roadside, making all kinds of weird noises.

"The sky is dry and things are dry! Be careful of fire candles! The sky is dry and things are dry! Be careful of fire candles!"

The watchman held a lantern in one hand and knocked on a clapper with the other. His dry voice echoed in the dark night. He shrugged his shoulders, just wanting to go home early and eat a cold melon to calm the shock.

Boss Mu is naturally courageous, otherwise he wouldn't have taken over the job of shift watch from his predecessor, but with this overwhelming courage, after taking the next step, his back quickly crawled with chills.

A bony hand rested on his shoulder, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Stop knocking, it's too noisy."

Boss Mu shivered: "Okay...okay..."

He was about to take a step, but found that he couldn't move, and immediately begged: "I...I won't knock, can you let me go?"

That withered hand still hasn't let go.

The night was dark and there was no light, so naturally there was no shadow on the ground. To be exact, Boss Mu didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost who stopped him. The fear in his heart spread infinitely, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

The next moment, the sound of the larynx being pinched came out of nowhere, the hand was slowly retracted, and the eyes looked at the gradually raging evening wind, and said displeasedly: "The wind tonight is too noisy."

Before the words fell, he had already appeared in front of a wooden door, and there was a creak, and the door closed again.

On the long street, the daring watchman fell down on the path paved with bluestone slabs with his eyes wide open. The crooked lantern was slowly lit by his hand. The wind blows out.

In Tianming, I don't know who was the first to utter an exclamation: "Boss Mu is dead, Boss Mu is dead!"

Mu Laosan was the most courageous person in the town, he died a miserable death, and his throat was broken in an instant.

The people from the yamen came to deal with it quickly, and hurriedly sent someone to inform the shepherd's wife.

Boss Mu’s daughter-in-law is a well-known blind woman in the town. Just after dawn, she heard someone slamming on the door of her house and was led to the long street by her nephew. She couldn’t see Boss Mu. touched.

Then there was a burst of grief, which quickly rushed to people's hearts, and the simple mountain people were filled with righteous indignation: "Who the hell killed Boss Mu! The murderer must die at the hands of others!"

The crowd is angry and everyone is in danger.

One can imagine the pressure the government is facing. If the murderer is not found out as soon as possible, no one will dare to walk at night in the future.

The shepherd's daughter-in-law cried to death.

Along the long street, a tall and thin man in a cloak walked past the crowd with a sinister smile on his lips.

The butcher's path was imminent, he glanced at No. 17 who died in his hands, shook his head, sighing was not enough.

Butcher Dao carnival, how could it cause such a small wave?The man thought for a while, turned back, and smiled at the mountain people who shouted, "The murderer will die a good death": "Oh? Say something else?"

In the blink of an eye, blood washed the frontier.

A strong smell of blood floated in the dead sky, and the man walked away step by step through the bloody water contentedly, leaving behind a series of bloody footprints.

In the northern part of the desert, someone came out of the boundless flying sand. If you look carefully, you can see that he is walking with his eyes closed.

The Qi machine in his whole body was activated, and anyone who stood in front of him, whether it was a human or a camel, would die if he touched it.

In the boundless desert, under the scorching sun, walking makes people upset and irritable.

The man stepped heavily on the ground, and the next moment, his figure was as fast as a bolt of lightning.Looking up, you can vaguely see the outline of the city.

A carrier pigeon flew over through mountains and rivers, and was about to be strangled by endless murderous intent. The man opened his eyes, grabbed the carrier pigeon in his hand, and took off the small note that was as wide as a finger.

He grinned his chapped lips and said with a sinister smile, "Yu, Zhou, and Cheng."

The note shattered at his fingertips, and he raised his eyebrows excitedly. Finally, he had a sense of reality of escape, and sighed: "This seat...is finally back."

Such a dark time, such a domineering and ruthless magic circle, can no longer suppress him, can no longer suppress him...

The man laughed and flew away: "Tao Dao Yuzhou City! Dao Dao Conference, how could I kill Dao Patriarch without me!"

At the same time, from all over the world, those people rushed to Yuzhou City stepping on the bones all the way. Invisibly, the butcher's way had not even started, and they had already started a private contest!

A gorgeous woman stepped out of the backyard with disheveled hair. The wife of this family suddenly saw strangers haunting her and asked, "Who are you? How dare you come and go freely in my house!"

The woman has long and slender nails, and her lips are as red as blood: "Who am I?"

She raised her head wildly and laughed loudly: "Only you are qualified to ask who I am? I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and people nowadays don't even have this bit of eyesight? No eyesight, damn it!"

Blood splattered in the air, and one after another exclamations resounded through the sky.

The woman swayed her waist casually, and frowned: "Noisy!"

The murder cases that can be seen everywhere are suppressed by the local government, and they dare not report them, let alone solve them. Panic is flooding people's hearts. In the end, no one knows who can't bear it, and breaks down and moves away from their hometown.

In the prosperous age of the country, evildoers are rampant!This is... a big crime!

Dozens of elders and Dharma protectors gathered in one place, worrying about their hearts.Not for nothing, the Taoist tablet collapsed this morning, making people panic.

How can you not be afraid?

The leading elder sighed: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure out why. But the Taoist tablet will never collapse for no reason."

The elder sitting on the second futon suggested: "Nowadays, the way of chess is the most prosperous way of Taoism, and the second is to see the way of heaven for me. After watching the way of heaven, the way of qin has declined, and the way of painting has just begun to rise. .”

"There are only twelve Taoist masters of the four seas, and each of the twelve has its rise and fall, which shows that the Tao is in danger. The heaven, earth, and Taoism all come from the same source. Now that the Taoist tablet is broken, I always have a sense of crisis that the building is about to collapse. What do you guys think?"

"My brother and I thought of going to one place."

The man in the Taoist robe respectfully said: "Senior brother, I think it is necessary to contact other Taoist sects. The Taoist monument has been standing for thousands of years, and even the catastrophe of Dao Extermination has been carried over. Now the Taoist monument is not cracked, but completely shattered , this...is not good."

The high-ranking Daoist of the Heaven-watching Dao pondered for a while, and said in a clear voice: "Letter to the Twelve Dao Masters, the heavens will send an early warning, and there may be a danger of Dao extinction, so teach them to be vigilant! At this time, we must watch and help each other!"

A group of demons danced wildly, and human lives were at stake.

The young emperor sat on the white jade stone, and the girl handed over the memorial, the admiration in her eyes was getting better day by day.

Not far away, Yun Ci was chatting with Xuan Ling.

Tired of reviewing the memorial, Jiang Huai raised her head and glanced at her little girl, and it was the same glance that gave her renewed motivation—the Zhubi was reviewing the memorial, and it was solving state affairs in an orderly manner.

When the next memorial was opened, Jiang Huai was slightly taken aback, it turned out to be the paper handed over by the local supervisor.

Her gaze changed slightly, and her face changed slightly.

The girl watched carefully, and His Majesty's eyes gradually became angry.

The memorial was thrown back heavily, Jiang Huai stood up: "Ming En!"

The chief eunuch Ming En stepped forward hurriedly: "Your Majesty, please give me instructions."

"Call the ministers to discuss matters, I have something to say!"

The sudden court meeting made many people tremble with fear, thinking of how resolutely the young emperor on the throne acted, the ministers did not dare to delay, and faced the saint as quickly as possible.

When everyone arrived, they saw the emperor with a gloomy face, and a memorial was thrown into the arms of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials: "There have been bloody cases in many places, why are they hidden and not reported?"

On the memorial, every word is weeping with blood and devastated everywhere, but this is just the tip of the iceberg.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were frightened by the new emperor, and looked at 'him' and spoke cautiously.

Jiang Huai suppressed his anger: "From today onwards, all places are under martial law. If the people don't have a living, it's your fault, my monarch and my ministers. Everyone who loves the emperor and eats the emperor's salary should worry about the country and the people. Those who pretend to be gods and ghosts, and disrupt the people's livelihood, be killed!"

A killing order is like hanging a knife over the heads of a group of demons.

But how effective this would be, and how many lives would be used to fill it, Jiang Huai felt quite a headache when thinking of this problem.

After the meeting was over, she wrote an imperial decree and handed it to the eunuch to seal it up.

As for what was written in the imperial decree, Ming En didn't know either.

As night fell, the waning moon in the sky was hazy, Jiang Huai looked at the stars all over the sky, her eyes were as condensed as ice.

Now that Yun Ci's body is getting heavier, Nian'er helped her to walk over.

There was an extremely delicate jade tablet hanging around her waist. The high-quality warm jade was engraved with a lifelike cat's face, and the big cat's eyes seemed to glow.

Her hand landed on top of Jiang Huai's head, and her voice was gentle: "Is it those people?"

Jiang Huai enjoyed her touch, and also liked her gentleness, and said with relief: "I didn't kill them all back then, but now I have taught those people to follow, the world has changed, and I will have a fight with them sooner or later. It's good for Aci to raise her baby quietly, and they ...There is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Have you figured out a solution? What if they keep killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

"As long as I'm here, they won't dare to shake the sky." Jiang Huai slowly closed his eyes: "I know those people, if they know that I'm still alive..."

She smiled softly: "I will definitely regret showing up at this time."

"Fengxie Monk, Ghost Hand Shura, Shadao Patriarch, Yan Sanniang, these people are all defeated by me, a group of mobs, now Fengxie knows that I have not died, and the seal of Dao is still there. If they are smart, they will settle down. come down."

"What if you're not smart enough? Brother, will you go out of the valley to kill demons?"

Jiang Huai lowered her eyes and said word by word: "I really hope they will be smarter. Ah Ci is pregnant now, even if the world is in chaos, I will stay by your side. If I can't protect you, I will protect the common people. What's the point?"