This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 7
Lu Yuanzhi's gaze was as dark as water. At this moment, his left foot slowly took half a step back, his right leg was slightly bent, and his hands covered with thin sticks were slowly exerting force, and the handle of the knife was fully grasped.

This is a posture of caution.

I have practiced swordsmanship for six years, drawing and wielding swords every day.

After six years of practicing drawing swords, you can test your skills today.

At this moment, Lu Yuanzhi didn't dare to neglect.

Although the Luocha tribe in southern Xinjiang has never met face to face, even the common people in Dayong know that the alien race is born with talent.

On the other hand, Xianglian's eyes were still confused, and although the pupils in the corners of her Hanchun shrank, she still pretended not to know.

"Master, I don't understand what you're talking about."

But if you listen carefully, Karen's voice already has an undetectable tremor.

Do you deny it?

Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhi scoffed in his heart, but his face was playful and playful, and his starry eyes kept looking up and down Xianglian.

"It's easy to clear the suspicion."

The corner of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Oh?
Everyone subconsciously looked at Lu Yuanzhi.

Especially Wang Qian, whose back was soaked in cold sweat at this moment.

His mind was full of confusion.

Rakshasa spies?

What the hell?

As a scholar, how could he not know what the consequences would be if he got involved with a foreign race?
What kind of dynasty was Dayong?
There is zero tolerance for aliens at all. The fact that there are alien spies hidden in the house is enough to dig out the old man of the Wang family and whip his skull a few more times.

At this moment, the murder case of the wife and maidservants has all been thrown out of the blue by him. He has only one thought now, that is, you Xianglian must not be of a foreign race!
At this moment, he looked at Lu Yuanzhi in a daze, with hope in his eyes.

"Ok?"

The Magistrate Hai's eyes were full of seriousness at the moment, and his majestic voice resounded:
"How?"

Lu Yuanzhi smiled slightly.

"Undress and check."

……

Simple, direct, more brutal.

Cousin Hai Lingzhi's eyes showed embarrassment, and the fists in her sleeves were clenched even more bewildered.

Although the people of the Dayong Dynasty were tough and open, but women were inspected on the spot...

Are you just kidding around here?

Xianglian narrowed her eyes even more, a trace of shame flashed deep in her eyes.

"Ban Ye said, if the servant obeys, what face does he have to live?"

Xianglian's face was full of desolation, and she took a step forward unconsciously.

"I advise you to stay where you are."

Although there was still a bit of carelessness in Lu Yuanzhi's words, the sharp blade in his hand had already been pulled out half an inch.

"Accept interrogation honestly. If you dare to resist, you can be taken down now."

Hai Rui had a solemn face and stood with his hands behind his back. Even though he was standing behind Lu Yuan, his dignified body was not at all inferior.

If this Xianglian is really a member of the Raksha tribe in southern Xinjiang.

For him, Hai Rui, it is a credit to the heavens!

During the Jingchao, this major case was solved.

Or when the term of office is about to expire.

The operation is beautiful, and with the status of Tanhua Lang, it might not be impossible to enter Beijing for a try!
Seeing Hai Rui's behavior, Xiang Lian's face showed a pity for others.

"I don't know how the adults want to interrogate?"

The sound is like weeping and complaining, and those who hear it are sad.

"You just cooperate obediently."

Lu Yuanzhi chuckled, and then explained to Hai Rui behind him:
"Xiang Lian's identity is quite suspicious. First use a rope to ambush her, and then invite the midwife to come and watch. If her identity is different, she will be thrown into prison. If her identity is the same, it will not lose face."

Lu Yuanzhi wasn't afraid that Xianglian would cause any waves if she was held down by the rope.

To kill an ordinary person and sneak attack by hiding behind the door, I guess it is the lowest level of Rakshasa's secret work.

"good."

Upon hearing this, Hai Rui nodded in agreement.

Lu Yuanzhi's words were impeccable.

Looking at Xianglian again, he has no expression at this time, and all the resentment and pity on his face have disappeared.

He looked at the tall and straight young figure with cold eyes.

Things have come to this point, there is no need to act anymore.

To be bound with a rope for inspection?
At that point, wouldn't he become a chopping board fish?
"very good."

Karen's voice has changed, it is no longer light and sweet, but mixed with a neutral and deep voice that makes people feel trance.

"Very wonderful."

Now Xianglian no longer looks so cute and pitiful, making people want to get close and take care of her.

With a beautiful face, cold eyes, and a neutral voice range, it seems like a different person.

Seeing Karen change like this, everyone's expressions changed.

Hai Rui's eyes were extremely solemn, and his body moved two inches involuntarily. From Xianglian's perspective, the figure of the county magistrate had completely overlapped with Lu Yuanzhi.

On the matter of saving his life, Hai Rui knew better than anyone else, and he even took two steps back.

Make myself shrink some targets in Karen's vision.

He understood.

There is only one reason why this Rakshasa thief no longer hides and chooses to expose.

That means he still has cards.

If not, he would be caught without a fight, so why expose it directly?
Bribing a midwife has more hope of success than dying.

And the Rakshas are gifted.

Glancing at the generous back of the nephew in front of him, the uncle's somewhat flinching heart unavoidably gave birth to a little bit of confidence.

One year is 200 taels, and six years is [-] taels.

It's not too much for a martial artist who donated 200 taels to act as a bodyguard, right?

"Pfft."

On the side, Wang Qian's eyes went dark, and the last trace of luck disappeared, and his legs softened, and he slumped on the chair.

Really Rakshasa...

I have been with this thief day and night for a month? ?
He is now full of hatred, only hating himself for being fascinated by this thief's appearance!

I also hate myself for hesitating, if the thief bought it the next day..., then it would not have developed to this point.

It is better to meet men than to have an affair with a foreign race.

Only Lu Yuanzhi stared at Xianglian with burning eyes, with a trace of... fanaticism?
Show off the chicken... let it be!
Raksha clan hey!

This is a more natural ladyboy than the Thai ladyboys in the previous life who were piled up with various medicines and hormones!

In his previous life, Lu Yuanzhi had always only heard of a creature like a shemale, not its person.

Now is the last chance!

"This is your own court for death."

Xianglian's voice was like a magic voice, at this time his eyes slowly turned blood red, and his body was also swelling.

"Bang bang bang."

The sound of beating drums echoed in this small room.

It was from his heart.

for a moment.

Xianglian has changed a lot.

His hands had turned red, the veins were bulging like old tree roots, and the curved nails on the fingertips abruptly increased an inch, like iron hooks growing on the fingers.

Both the thighs and arms are more than two circles thicker, and the height is two feet higher out of thin air, almost on par with Lu Yuanzhi.

Only the beautiful face remained unchanged.

Devil... the devil muscular man?Which... Nezha? ?

Seeing this appearance, Lu Yuanzhi was a little dumbfounded for a while.

However, he did not dare to be negligent. This kind of vision must not be underestimated.

"This is a unique talent of the Rakshasa tribe. It burns essence and blood to overdraw life and grow itself. However, this method cannot be used by force. If it takes too long, it will die suddenly on the spot."

Seeing this, Hai Rui breathed a sigh of relief, and continued:

"This kind of talent is the lowest level talent of the Rakshasa tribe, and this thief is the lowest caste of the Rakshasa tribe."

In just a moment, he was sure of Karen's identity.

At the same time, he cleared the suspicion of the Wang family in his heart.

The low-caste Rakshas have almost the same status as slaves like Wang San in Dayong in southern Xinjiang.

Rakshas of lower castes cannot control the nature brought by their race.

The Rakshas are lustful by nature.

I just don't know how the Rakshasa tribe passed the frontier defense array set up by Marquis Mighty...

(End of this chapter)