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Chapter 78
Wu Qing secretly relaxed a little, and finally brought a bunch of dead leaves to light the fire. After a while, the flames reflected the sky, the black smoke was thick, and the stench of corpses filled the air.

Fortunately, the smell of meat that Wu Qing was worried about didn't come true. If he swallowed his saliva, he would feel sick for a long time.

After the fire was extinguished, Sha Pingguang endured the pain, picked up a branch, and rummaged through the ashes of the corpse.But there was nothing but ashes.The reason was not told to Wu Qing either.

After everything was done, Sha Pingguang leaned on the doorpost of the ancestral hall, and Wu Qing, who was on the opposite doorpost, introduced the fate.

But what he was talking about was nothing more than discussing the obvious affairs of the fate bureau and what Wu Qing already knew.

It's all talking about luck, and there is no mention of Tianzhu Temple.Sha Pingguang has a very strong sense of secrecy.

For example, the main business of the Transportation Bureau is still salt transportation, and it manages salt traffickers in more than a dozen counties in half of Nanyu Road. In addition, it is also responsible for dealing with evil spirits in more than a dozen surrounding counties.

For another example, as an invisible taxation and violence department, the Yujiang Transportation Bureau is directly under the jurisdiction of Nanjiang Provincial Governor Rong Di, and in terms of rank, it is only half a rank lower than the Ninth Mixed Brigade stationed in Nanyu Road.

In Nanyu Road, there is also half a level lower, and there is only one Nanyu Road Yin Office, which already manages the other half of Nanyu Road's salt affairs, the Fujin County Transportation Bureau.

The power is not small.

This freed Wu Qing from some worries.

In Yujiang City, there was another old man who he had only offended and had hundreds of guns in his hands.

Fortunately, Wu Qing's appearance has changed a lot.

I kept talking until the end, and then there were some tasteless messages.

"We have two anti-smuggling teams under the jurisdiction of the Transportation Bureau. One is the anti-smuggling team on the surface. Obviously, it runs independently, and you already know what it does, so you don’t need to repeat it.”

Contrary to what Tang Chengcun said, there is a discrepancy in the statement that the entire Qiyun Bureau is a gatekeeper of Tianzhu.

Come to think of it, only the second anti-smuggling team is composed of Qi practitioners under Tianzhu Guanmen.

After Wu Qing and Sha Pingguang had finished talking, what happened after that was just a running account.

The two chatted until dawn, and in the process, reached a consensus on what happened that night.

All the content related to the copper-headed kid is hidden, and the story becomes a monotonous "Double Patrolman Fights the Bandit, and dies in one accident; Mr. Wu is calm and calm, and kills the robber with all his strength"

The morning light pierced through the mist and fell on the village head.

According to Sha Pingguang's request, Wu Qing knocked on the doors of the village households one by one.

After leaving Sha Pingguang's sight, Wu Qing first took the time to shake Jie Jie Sheng.

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Current karma: [-] ticks/[-] ticks

Sub-quest [-]: Kill more than eight ghosts.

Completed: 1/8
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Four quarters less than the karma gained from killing Karen last time.

Does strength matter?
Wu Qing was thoughtful, and went back to her home first to comfort the restless family members.

After a brief explanation, he told his family members the lies that he and Sha Pingguang fabricated together, but in the end Wu Qing thought about it and left a warning,
"If you encounter this kind of thing again in the future, hide first."

Then, amidst the chatter of the family members, they knocked on the doors of other farmers in the village.

Only seven or eight households were knocked, and the rest of the villagers, hearing the noise, also walked out of the house one by one, and gathered in the ancestral hall of Wujia Village without exception.

outside the shrine.

The family of Wu Amao, who lost their child, cried and robbed the ground, and burned them into several black ash corpses. became a missing person.Prudent enough.

Wu Amao's family only knew that the murderer was dead, but there was no news of their child, Mao Wa.

In the Dagan Republic of China, one person was buried in the earth for peace, but Sha Pingguang had no intention of explaining to the two families who had lost their relatives and their bodies were still burned to ashes.

I can't tell you about this.

Village head Wu pretended to be sad, but couldn't hide his joy.

"Officer Sha, you mean that the gangster was very vicious yesterday, and Officer Sun accidentally fell for it and unfortunately died, but Wu Qing, a villager in my village, helped a lot. So, Chief Sha, you have to take Ah Qing to the city to make a living. ? Whoa, whoa."

Wu Qing's family members were beaming together.The matter of being locked at home by Wu Qing last night was directly left behind.

Wu Qing is going to be an official—everyone who works in the government office is an official in their eyes.

There is an errand in the village, can it be okay?
Patrolman Yang Er, who was standing next to Village Chief Wu, rejoiced that he went to bed early and slept well yesterday.

Patrolman Sun, who looked very proud, was dead, and he couldn't stand it with his slender arms and legs.

Wu Bei's family mixed in the crowd, even though they had the anger of the sufferer, envy of Wu Qing, mixed injustice, and mixed emotions, they did not dare to come out to make trouble at this time.

There is nothing more to say. After lunch, Sha Pingguang had no intention of keeping it. He wrote a letter of guarantee, asking three men from Wu Qing's family, Wu Village Chief, and Wu Qing's uncle, a total of five people, to put their fingerprints on Wu Qing's guarantee. His identity is indeed a young man of the Wu family village, aged sixteen.

This is the guarantee of five relatives.In this era of chaotic household registration management, it is an effective way of clearing household registration.

Wu Qing didn't want to be late to make things worse, so he simply packed his luggage and buried two pistols under the floor tiles of his house - the Transportation Bureau would issue guns, so it was quite inconvenient for him to bring two more pistols.

Taking the time to take down the black umbrella from the roof of the ancestral hall, leaving behind 150 silver dollars, he explained to his family that the money was not revealed, and let Wu Laosan continue to stay in the country.

In the reluctance and expectation of the family members, he followed Sha Pingguang and Yang Er, the soy sauce patrolman, and set foot on the mountain road that he had only walked two days ago.

This time it's outside.

There is little light in the forest.

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It was two days later, the twenty-eighth day of the seventh lunar month, the nineteenth day of the sixth lunar month.

The office of the captain of the second anti-smuggling team of the Yujiang Transportation Bureau.

The second anti-smuggling team of the Transportation Bureau is in charge of evil spirits.

Every time an evil spirit is dealt with, the salt patrol police dispatched to other counties have to send a telegram to the Yujiang County Transportation Bureau to report the signature.

But this time, a colleague died, and Sha Pingguang had to go back to Yujiang to report on his work in person.

Sha Pingguang was sitting on a red lacquered wooden chair, the surface of which was already hot from sitting on.

But the chair behind the thick mahogany plan was still empty.

The second anti-smuggling team of the Transportation Bureau has two levels of management, more than 50 members, and is divided into more than 20 two-person teams. They are directly responsible to the captain Chang Ying, and there are no officials in the middle.

The salt patrol officers of the second anti-smuggling team are very busy.

Chang Ying, the captain of the second anti-smuggling team, is no exception.

At noon, the humming of cicadas outside the window was intense, and the copper-yellow electric ceiling fan swayed above his head, making Sha Pingguang drowsy. Captain Chang finally arrived late.

"How is your injury, Lao Sha?" Chang Ying hastily pushed open the wooden door of the office, taking the lead in expressing her concern for her subordinates.

This is an unsmiling middle-aged man, the shallow wrinkles on his face are like knife carvings.Even if you are condolences to your subordinates, your words are like grinding sand.

Slow, powerful, with no fluctuations.

(End of this chapter)