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Chapter 702
"It's unreasonable, it's just ridiculous!"

Ye Bizhen was furious.

Has this Guangxiu County, the place under its jurisdiction, become like this?
The higher-ups let themselves be a little more tolerant to the thieves, and the thieves are also arrogant and domineering.

Neighbors and folks, no matter what they did, went to court, and they didn't first argue about right or wrong, but they all started to argue that they were burglars.

This time even a fox went to court, and the first reaction was not to beg for mercy, but to claim that he was a robber?
Absurd!

Ye Bizhen ordered directly, saying: "Since even your filth that confuses people's hearts and kills people is a thief, it proves that the thief doesn't appreciate the emperor's favor, and is proud of his favor. Execute!"

As soon as the words fell, an official came forward to suppress the vixen who kept saying that he stole the house, and his colleagues went to the backstage and moved to the guillotine.

Ye Bizhen raised his eyebrows coldly, and said: "It seems that I have been too tolerant of the burglars, and instead made them worse. From then on, burglars break the law and are guilty of the same crime as ordinary people. Those who dare to impersonate burglars and shelter impostors will be charged one more crime." Wait!"

I was still thinking in my heart, if my son is admitted to the first prize, he will be the first to wipe out all of you gangsters who are called robbers and are actually a disaster!
Click!

The blood splashed in the courtroom, and the scarlet blood shot all over the place.

Under the guillotine, another dead soul was added.

The fox whose head had been cut off by the guillotine turned into its original form, and brought the insane Wang Butcher back to reality.

Butcher Wang fell to his knees and wept bitterly when he saw the fox whose head had been severed.

Ye Bizhen didn't care about him anymore, he just asked his subordinates to clean up and deal with it, and then said to the old lunatic: "You come with me."

The old lunatic didn't have any more convulsions, and he followed Ye Bizhen dully and walked behind the scenes.

After changing his clothes, Ye Bizhen took the old maniac directly to his mansion.

At this moment, Mrs. Ye was alone in Ye's mansion, reading "The Great Sacred Chronicles of the Qingtian", which he snatched from the room of someone who had kept this book privately just now when he was free.

As for Wangcai, he is no longer in the Ye Mansion, it seems that his friends came to the door and asked him to hang out.

That guy also felt that he had nothing to do, so he didn't know where to go to fight cocks and dogs with a group of wicked young men.

Footsteps came from behind, Ye Tai closed the book, put it on the table, and in an instant, the five characters "Qing Tian Da Sheng Zhi" on the book cover changed into "Tao Te Ching".

Mrs. Ye sat on the stone bench and turned her head. Ye Bizhen came from the corridor with the dull old lunatic.

Ye Bizhen introduced to Mrs. Ye: "This is the old lunatic master. He has no name and no surname. You can call him master, master. This is Mrs. Ye."

Speechless.

When the old lunatic saw Mrs. Ye for the first time, he couldn't move his eyes away. His originally dull eyes became scorching, and even the expression that hadn't changed over the years was a little distorted.

Ye Bizhen was startled, and said: "Master, what do you mean by this, how about the dog?"

The old lunatic and Mrs. Ye looked at each other and said word by word: "I can't see clearly."

Ye Bizhen didn't know what it meant, but he still said: "Then is there a way to see more clearly?"

After all, he had never heard of it before. When the old lunatic was still so calm, and when he thought of the mysterious method of this capable man, he couldn't help but speculate, could there be some catastrophe for Mrs. Ye?

The old lunatic didn't answer, but asked Mrs. Ye, "Who are you?"

Ye Tai smiled and said: "One of all living beings, under the sky full of gods and Buddhas, the class of immortals is not full, and there are more than mortals. Master and I are just one person on the road. It's just this road, some people go far, and some people go far." ..."

boom!
Ye Bizhen immediately rewarded Mrs. Ye with a chestnut, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, talking about people!"

Mrs. Ye was very speechless, she covered her head, she felt that she was such a cheap father, didn't you see that I was pretending to be aggressive, what are you tearing down!
However, the old lunatic was thoughtful, and after thinking hard, he still couldn't get any answer.

He looked at Mrs. Ye as if he saw the vast ocean, and he was just a dead leaf on the vast ocean, not only unable to sink into the ocean, but also a wave that would be smashed to pieces.

Ye Bizhen carefully looked at the old lunatic, and said, "Master, do you have a clue?"

The old lunatic looked at Ye Bizhen, and said: "I want to try it, your lord... Raising your hands and raising your feet has the meaning of a phoenix flying like a dragon, and every word and deed has a sense of transcending the three worlds, Mr. Ye."

Ye Bizhen: "Master, please tell me."

The old lunatic: "If I die, please bury me under the old locust tree in the west of the city."

Ye Bizhen: "Here, Master..."

But the old lunatic ignored him, his eyes burst into light, he squeezed the magic formula, and looked straight at Mrs. Ye, as if he wanted to see through the surface to the essence.

Ye Tai thought, you can't see through it like this, but since you want to see it, then I'll show it to you, but if you hiccup, then don't blame me, it's up to you to see it.

In the dark, he leaked a gap in his own essence.

instant.

In front of the old lunatic, a golden light appeared, covering everything in the world.

The heaven and the earth are auspicious, surrounded by the sun and the moon, surrounded by the heaven and the earth, the avenue is immortal, and the praises of gods and Buddhas are boundless!

The six realms do not enter, the five elements do not invade, there is no trace of it in the human world, and its shape cannot be described in the three realms.

If you have to give this vague, indescribable, magnificent and immortal thing a name, it can only be...

Road!
puff! ! !
The old lunatic collapsed!
It wasn't vomiting blood, but a pair of eyes bursting out!
A pair of eyes that could see the whole world turned into blood and sprayed three feet!
……

the other end.

The building is full of flowers.

Wangcai, no, it's Mr. Ye Qing now, drinking flowers and wine with a group of friends, embracing beautiful women, eating melons and fruits, and talking in a romantic and dissolute manner.

Men, or a group of men called evil young men, get together, and the topics are those three, play, women, and play with women.

And it's still in the flower building, so naturally every word and every word is inseparable from some low-level jokes.

Eldest Young Master Chen, the only son of Chen Yuanwai, told a non-nutritive joke: "There is an old bear on the mountain, and the hunter wants to catch it. In the first battle, the hunter loses and is raped. The next day, he makes a comeback. After being defeated again, he is raped again." , the hunter was not angry, and chose another day to fight again, the bear laughed and said, "Are you here to hunt, or to sell?"

After a group of villains reacted, they laughed loudly, leaned forward and back together, taking advantage of the situation to take advantage of the beauty.

Mr. Li's family was the most exaggerated, he laughed so hard that he couldn't stop twitching.

Wangcai was also smiling, but he just pursed his lips and smiled, and picked up a fan on the table, opened it, and covered his face.

"Hahahaha~~~"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

puff~
I saw Mr. Li suddenly laughed, his body was stiff, and then his head fell on the table neatly along the circular scar on his neck.

A group of evil young masters didn't react for a while.

puff! ! ! !

Until the hot blood spurted up and rushed to the ceiling, splashing like a goddess scattering flowers.

Screams, crashes, calls for help...

Mess into a pot of porridge.

Only Wangcai who blocked himself with a fan in advance survived the disaster, and the rest of the people were sprayed all over their heads and faces with scarlet and pungent blood.

Wangcai walked out of the attic slowly, and sighed as he walked: "The sky is unpredictable, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have misfortunes and blessings. But this is the first time I have seen it. I laughed my head off when I heard a joke. Alas. , Mr. Li, just now you mocked me for not even growing my hair, you said this is the retribution of the world, the world is suffering, the world is suffering, why bother, why bother!"

(End of this chapter)