I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 20 The assassination of traffic
The scene turned cold instantly.

The few policemen who came to do business all looked like they wanted to laugh, but tried their best to restrain themselves.

They had not received professional training, but they did not want to anger the great monks around them, so they could only pinch their thighs hard to avoid laughing.

"What are you talking about?" The great monk who was scolded by Lu Qi immediately entered the red temperature state, and his hands already lit up with green light.

He gained supernatural powers but missed his age.

I guess it was precisely because of this that I was jealous of Li Lang and the others' youth.

Li Lang stepped forward and stood in front of Lu Qi.

If this great monk really couldn't help but ignore the sect's rules and take action, among the few people present, only Li Lang could stop him.

Having supernatural powers and not having supernatural powers are two completely different concepts. Li Lang himself is a person with supernatural powers, so he is quite clear about this.

Facing the supernatural, no matter how condensed and powerful the true energy is, unless it reaches dozens or even hundreds of times the amount, its quality will be far inferior to that of the supernatural, and it will collapse upon contact.

But before Li Lang and the great monk could take action, Senior Brother Zhao took the first step and pulled the great monk, and then shook his head vigorously.

The angry monk immediately calmed down, but the eyes he looked at Li Lang and the others became even colder.

This doesn't make sense, it's obviously just Lu Qi who made the dirty talk.

"Let's go! Let's go to the government office first." Senior Brother Zhao turned to Li Lang and the four of them.

Because they were entry-level disciples of Qingyang Temple, and Li Lang and the others only had conflicts with Li Shumin, but were not confirmed to be the murderers, several police officers did not embarrass the four of them, and even prepared carriages for them. People ride.

By the time the carriage entered the city, it was already dark.

The early morning sunlight passed through the mist that had not yet dissipated, and dimly hit the ancient city wall. The ancient city wall that had been built in the past reflected the glory at this time.

The morning light was particularly bright, and there was already a lot of traffic at the city gate.

All kinds of fresh fruits, vegetables, chickens, ducks, fish, meat, charcoal and other daily necessities are being transported into the city in carts and loads.

The two major rivers in Yangzhou Prefecture only go around the city and do not really pass through the city. Therefore, although many supplies come by water, it is difficult to directly enter the city by boat.

After all, it is an ancient city. It is impossible to build a bridge across the river like a modern metropolis, and then use bridges to connect the huge city across the river.

Cities are just built on water.

The carriage, surrounded by policemen, went straight to the government office.

"Look in this direction, we are going to the Governor's Mansion!" Liu Dingfang lifted the curtain of the car and whispered.

There is a governor's office in Yangzhou Prefecture. The governor Ma Zhong manages all the affairs of the nine counties in the state except military affairs. He can be said to be the highest chief executive of a state.

But there is no need for the governor to take care of general matters such as criminal names and judgments.

Even Yangzhou Prefecture is divided into Yangwu County and Yanghe County. The two counties are divided into north and south with the central Dayang Street as the boundary.

Li Wei and Li Shumin, whose entire family was dead, were subordinate officials in Yangwu County. This case should be tried in Yangwu County.

"Is this case too big?"

"After all, it's a family extermination!" Liu Dingfang muttered again.

Lu Qi crossed his arms, but didn't care at all: "What kind of big case is this? The year before last, the Nine Bandits of Yiyuan rampaged across the seven states, killed 21 wealthy noble families, and massacred thousands of people. That would really alarm the whole country. .”

"The combined efforts of messengers, Shintoists, and bad guys failed to capture all the nine bandits in Yiyuan. The eldest, third, and fifth of the nine bandits are still at large."

"There must be other purposes! There must be a way here, but I don't know what the specific way is."

Li Lang and Mingbi sat quietly aside without commenting.

Like two country bumpkins with little knowledge, they can only wait quietly for the development and gradual change of things. When the governor's office arrived, the officers surrounded the four people and got out of the car and took them into the government office.

However, he was not taken to the court, but to the reception room.

In the reception room, an old man over fifty years old with gray hair, wearing a lavender robe and a jade crown, was standing in front of a picture of calligraphy admiring it.

When he noticed Li Lang and others coming in, he glanced at them and strode towards Lu Qi.

"You must be the young monk who wrote the lyrics on the Yuxiang Painted Boat!"

"Okay, okay! He is indeed a talented young man. He is quite similar to me when I was young!" The old man stepped forward, grabbed Lu Qi's hand, shook it hard, and shook it. shake.

Lu Qi: "...!"

After pausing for a few breaths, Lu Qi said awkwardly: "I wasn't the one who wrote the lyrics, it was Li Lang!"

"Here! He is Li Lang."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Lang.

The old man threw away Lu Qi's hand, stepped forward without any hesitation, grabbed Li Lang's hand again, and shook it vigorously.

"Okay, okay! He is very handsome and has a strange appearance. He is really a strange man and a talented young man! He is somewhat similar to me when I was young, but I was more handsome when I was young." The old man said with a smile that did not show any embarrassment.

As he spoke, the old man pulled Li Lang to the front of the calligraphy.

The words mentioned above are exactly the poem that Li Lang left on the Yuxiang Painted Boat.

"How's the writing?"

"Is it worthy of your words?" the old man asked proudly.

Li Lang: "Of course it's excellent! But there's still something missing."

The old man looked unhappy and said in surprise: "What else is missing?"

Li Lang let go of the hand tightly grasped by the old man, put up a pen and wrote on the picture: "Die Lianhua, I have been doing holy work for five years, but fortunately the eunuch male horse Zhongmei - Qingyang young monk Li Lang."

As soon as this line of words fell, the old man immediately beamed with joy. He stepped forward and held the words in his hands. He couldn't help but look at it and he liked it indescribably.

The line "Li Lang" seems to be just a signature, but it not only acknowledges Ma Zhong's handwriting is good, but also blurs the concept of time.

It seems that Ma Zhong was at that moment, on the spot, picking up a pen and brushing his brush to record the moment when the lyrics took shape on behalf of Li Lang.

If this poem will leave its name in history, then Ma Zhongma Ci will also leave its name in history.

Spurs Shi, who was in a good mood, asked a few young monks to sit down, and then started chatting, talking about poetry, historical events, and current affairs, but they just didn't get to the point.

Lu Qi and Liu Dingfang gradually became a little impatient.

Li Lang remained calm and chatted with the history of the Spurs. He even learned some things through the history of the Spurs that were not considered secrets but would be difficult for ordinary people to figure out, and his understanding of Daqian was further improved.

Mingbi just lowered his head and drank tea, as if there was some shocking secret in the tea bowl.

In just one cup of tea, Ma Sishi had a general understanding and evaluation of several young monks.

"I know that the destruction of Li Lingli's family has nothing to do with you."

"However, if the murderer is unknown, I still need to bring you back to ask some questions first."

"I, the Spurs Governor, went beyond my duties to bring you here out of love and care. I hope you will cooperate." After several small talk, the Spurs Governor finally brought the topic to the point.

(End of this chapter)