The heavens begin with the Dharma of absorbing power

In front of the official office of Longxing Mansion in the east of Nanchang City, more than a hundred objects were densely packed on the ground, and a middle-aged man with a high nose and curly hair was yelling curses.

But the group of people who were chatting and laughing in the city last night and claiming to be Zhuge Wuhou knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, showing no so-called scholarly character.

This middle-aged man who was swearing was none other than Mengcha Timur, who served as Daru Hua Chi in Nanchang. Daru Hua Chi was the official name of the Yuan Dynasty, which means supervisory officer and general administration officer.

In the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, Han people could not hold official positions. All ministries, roads, prefectures and counties of the Yuan Dynasty had Daru Huachi, who were filled by Mongolians or Semu people to hold the real power.

Mengcha Timur looked at the guy kneeling on the ground in front of him, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he still had some brains and knew that now was not the time to kill.

This group of southerners who play with pens are indeed smarter. The black-clothed assassin had killed many people before, but his Mongolian warriors had been chasing him for many days, but they couldn't even find a trace of him.

In last night's "Ambush from Flying Daggers", although the man escaped in the end, at least he was traced. Therefore, retaining this group of southerners has some effect.

"You all get out of here..."

After Mengcha Timur got angry, he drove all the people kneeling on the ground in front of him out of the government office, and ordered them to make arrangements again to hunt down the black-clothed assassin as soon as possible.

Last night, a group of "scholars" who boasted of being clever and clever rolled out of the Longxing government office in despair. Mengcha Timur's aide was the last to leave the government office and board a carriage.

"Go home!"

The thin middle-aged scribe sat in the carriage, rubbing his knees, and ordered the driver to go home, and the carriage drove slowly into the distance.

On the streets in the east of Nanchang City, carriages moved slowly. On land, the middle-aged scribe sitting in the carriage did not notice anything wrong. But suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the middle-aged scribe who was sitting almost fell down.

"Ma San, what's going on!"

The middle-aged scribe stood up with his hands and opened the curtain with dissatisfaction, ready to teach the ignorant coachman a lesson. However, he never thought that a hand would reach into the carriage and press his mouth to death, restraining him in an instant. .

"Li Qin, the staff member of Mengcha Timur's house!"

"Woooo..."

The middle-aged scribe Li Qin seemed to have thought of something when he heard this unfamiliar voice. His pupils shrank and he tried to struggle up his body. His throat was squirming and he was whining, with a look of fear and pleading on his face.

"You want to beg for mercy!"

Xu Xin opened the curtain and entered the carriage, held Li Qin down and said.

"Woooo..."

Li Qin whined twice and shook his head. He could only nod slightly, indicating that he just wanted to beg for mercy.

"But I don't want to let you go!"

Xu Xin said this. In Li Qin's horrified eyes, he pressed his other hand on his head, and then said: "Your family is not a thing. Your father is also a traitor. How can you imitate that bullshit Zhu Shengren?" Pick up the ashes and rape your wife.

After your wife told you this, instead of making the decision for him, you scolded her for being unruly and gave her to Moncha Timur. She died of unbearable humiliation, and you didn't even want to give her a coffin, so you had her swept away with straw and thrown outside the city.

In order to climb up, you helped Mengcha Timur search for beautiful women, many of whom were married women, and you harmed many innocent families.

Tell me, how should I deal with a traitor like you? "

"Woo...Woo..."

Li Qin's eyes became extremely frightened. Xu Xinxin drained most of the energy from this scumbag with his energy absorption method, leaving only the last bit of energy, making him unable to die at once.

The rest, of course, is left to God to let him die a good death.

The news of Li Qin's disappearance soon reached the ears of Mengcha Timur. At this sensitive time, Mengcha Timur naturally did not dare to be careless. Thousands of soldiers were dispatched to search inside and outside the city, and they were finally discovered at night. Li Qin's body was found.

This scholar, who was originally quite a scholar, died in a very miserable state. He was tied to the book with a rope, and his body was covered with insects and ants.

Xu Xin spared Li Qin's life, but tied him up and used blood knife skills to let Li Qin taste what it means to be cut with a thousand cuts. No one died after cutting thousands of cuts. Xu Xin's sword skills had reached a certain level. It's a profound state.

Before he left, he even sprinkled some honey on Li Qin's body. Blood and honey would attract insects and ants, and the painful and itchy taste would make his life worse than death.

A scholar should die like a scholar. Li Qin, who claims to be Zhuge Liang, can enjoy the treatment of Hu Weiyong, the last prime minister, and his trip to the world is not in vain.

Li Qin died. He died very miserably, with a hideous face. He left countless scratches on the tree where he was tied. It must have been very painful before he died.

This incident frightened many Han people who had taken refuge in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties. Mengcha Timur was so angry that he threw many of his beloved porcelains. Xu Xin killed Li Qin in broad daylight, which was both a warning and a provocation against Timur.

That night, thousands of soldiers searched inside and outside the city. Every household in the city, including beggars' dens, were searched.

The subjects that Yuan Bing focused on were those who were disfigured by stench, had serious diseases, and were suspected of practicing poisonous skills.

This time, something unexpected happened during the city-wide inspection. The real owner could not be found. Instead, a certain Toutuo who had destroyed his appearance was almost exposed, causing another turmoil.

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In a dilapidated house in the southwest of Nanchang City, Xu Xin was filled with surprise and astonishment after learning some of the latest news in the city.

"The ruined Toutuo rushed away from the pass? Could it be said that it was...Fan Yao? It's interesting! Some time ago, Yang Xiao, the Guangming Left Envoy, seemed to have shown signs of coming down from the south of the Yangtze River, and now it's Fan Yao again. Could it be said that they are... Are you here to trouble Yin Tianzheng?"

From yesterday's news, Xu Xin thought of another news a few days ago.

Guangming Zuo envoy Yang Xiao is suspected of going to Jiangnan to cause trouble for the Sky Eagle Sect. He remembers that there seems to be such a plot in the original work.

After Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King, failed in his bid to become the leader, he left Guangmingding and founded the Jiangnan Sky Eagle Sect. This act of starting anew can be regarded as an act of apostasy.

In the Ming Cult, under the leader, the light messenger has the highest status. The Sky Eagle Sect has been in conflict with many forces due to the incident on Wang Panshan Island, and the situation is extremely bad. Now that they are coming to take over the righteousness and clean up the door, it is a great opportunity to establish their majesty.

"Nanchang City is in turmoil these days. If we continue to act, something could easily happen. It would be a good choice to go to Jiangnan to find trouble with the Sky Eagle Sect."

Xu Xin integrated the information he had learned during this period and realized that now was a good opportunity to cause trouble with the Sky Eagle Sect. In addition, Nanchang City was not safe now, so he naturally wanted to leave temporarily.