Chapter 201 Liangshan Bandits
Inside the village.
Seeing the 'dog official' walk away in disgrace, the mountain people cheered.
"Brother Wang, it's all thanks to you."
"With Brother Wang here, we are not afraid of that dog official."
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Seeing the cheering crowd, Wang Shun's face was not very happy: "Those are clerks, not officials... But clerks are more hateful than officials. Officials at least have to have a good reputation, but clerks don't... And power is passed down from generation to generation, and the sons take over after the father dies. They are deeply rooted and have connections with the big families in the county. The county magistrate can't do anything about it. They often break into the houses of the common people and squeeze their bones... What's the use of officials forcing the people to rebel? It's simply the clerks forcing the people to rebel."
"Now that Kong Cao is gone, he will definitely hate me. I don't know what sinister means he will use to take revenge on me and the Shanzhai..."
"Although Kong Cao is only a clerk in the Ministry of Revenue, the three classes and six offices are naturally united in their treatment of the common people. If they slightly tamper with the documents and manipulate them, they may not only ruin the naturalization of the Shanzhai people, but also really label them as traitors!"
"Alas... I originally thought that if I could make a lucky animal and offer it to him, I could shut up Kong Cao and make the county magistrate very happy, and get the master's approval... Now that it doesn't work, what should I do?"
Wang Shun's eyes were dim, and for a moment, he even had the idea of sneaking down the mountain and assassinating Kong Cao.
Once this idea came into being, it took root, spread rapidly, and could not be eliminated.
Holding a sharp knife, the murderous intention arises!
Wang Shun acquired unparalleled swordsmanship, and his temperament naturally changed.
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The road Fang Xian chose was not the one that led to Wang Shun’s village.
Wang Shun's village "Baimao Village" is located in Dazheng County. Above Dazheng County is Zhengyang Prefecture, and above Zhengyang Prefecture is Dingzhou, one of the nine prefectures of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Bailiang Mountain is located in Zhengyang Prefecture, stretching from east to west. Fang Xian randomly chose a direction, walked out of the mountains, sneaked into someone's house, stole some clothes and a hat, and dressed up a little, looking like a decent human being.
He occasionally sneaked into the town market without being discovered.
"Give me ten steamed buns and three pounds of braised pork. Pack them up and take them away to eat on the way."
In a small shop, the waiter saw a two-meter-tall figure wearing a bamboo hat walking in, and hurried forward to greet him. When he heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. It will be delivered right away. Our braised meat is famous far and wide, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."
It was obvious from the way this man was dressed that he was not a good person, so he had no choice but to be more careful.
I don't know why, but I always feel that there is something wrong with this arm and this body shape, but if I really want to say what's wrong, I can't put my finger on it.
After the food arrived, the man in the bamboo hat took out the copper coins and banknotes. The waiter noticed that he was wearing gloves on his hands. He was completely naked. He couldn't help but secretly complain:
"Is this man ill? Or is he a wanted thief? But a thief doesn't have to wrap his hands up..."
While he was deep in thought, the man in the bamboo hat stopped and asked again: "Is there any Taoist temple with effective spiritual effects nearby? Or other supernatural things?"
The waiter was used to welcoming and seeing off guests, and knew a little bit about all kinds of news. He smiled and said, "Sir, are you going to burn incense? I heard that the 'Tongxuan Temple' outside Zhengyang Prefecture is very effective. As for supernatural things? Most of them are rumors. This place has always been peaceful..."
"'Tongxuanguan'?"
Fang Xian nodded and walked away with the package.
At this moment, his body trembled, and a prompt appeared in front of his eyes:
[Robbery Power +5]
"That's weird. I haven't done anything yet, so how come the calamity power has been credited to my account? There's no such thing as early credit... So I indirectly influenced something and caused the calamity? Could it be that Shan Junzi or Yu Kongzi turned into monsters and ate people?"
But he just thought about it and continued to walk out.
"What are you standing there for? Why aren't you doing anything?"
The shopkeeper came over with an abacus and slapped the waiter.
"well……"
The waiter touched his head and felt a little confused.
He seemed to have seen a white...tail exposed under the clothes of the man in the bamboo hat?
"I must be crazy. How can a person have a tail? Is it a belt?"
The waiter shook his head, forgot about the scene, and went back to his busy work.
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The night is dark.
Fang Xian is on his way.
He spread his legs and covered a distance of several meters with one stride , faster than a galloping horse.
In his eyes, the martial arts skills of the heroes and masters in this world are all extremely crude.
Even if he met a few martial arts figures, it would be boring to find that they could probably not even beat Wang Shun, who had learned his sword moves.
However, because it was somewhat shocking, he chose to hide during the day and come out at night.
The goal this time is 'Tongxuanguan'.
Since this Taoist temple is very famous, perhaps it has passed down something.
After walking like this for half the night, Fang Xian looked up at the starry sky and began to look for a place to stay.
In the wild mountains and wilderness, there is only a dilapidated temple. The plaque has disappeared and no one knows which god is enshrined there.
Wait until Fang Xian enters the temple gate.
With a loud crash.
There was a loud thunder in the sky and heavy rain suddenly fell.
The temple was not big, and there was a scholar sleeping soundly inside. He seemed to be awakened by the thunder, and saw a tall black shadow coming in. He was immediately startled: "Who is coming?"
"People passing by..."
Fang Xian sat cross-legged, lit a fire, and without taking off his bamboo hat, asked casually, "Are you not afraid of sleeping alone in the wilderness ?"
"The world is at peace now. What's more, I still have a sword."
As if to give himself courage, the scholar drew out his sword.
Fang Xian only needed to take a look to know that the sword had not been sharpened yet, and couldn't help but smile again: "I didn't expect that he was a scholar."
There was a rule in the Great Zhou that only those who were scholars or above were allowed to wear swords and travel.
Otherwise, the household registration alone would be enough to block civilians.
"My name is Ning Boshang. May I ask your name?"
The scholar bowed and asked.
Seeing Fang Xian was hiding his true intentions, he became a little scared and secretly regretted: "Why did I ask his name? What if he is really a big thief? What should I do?"
"When I travel around the world, I never say my name..."
Fang Xian smiled jokingly, and suddenly looked towards the door again: "The small temple is really lively tonight..."
Before he could finish his words, a group of people rushed in to take shelter from the rain. Each of them was wearing night clothes and had a long sword on his waist. They looked fierce, but they did not have the temperament of a government official. Instead, they looked more like a group of robbers.
"Why is there someone else?"
The leader was startled when he saw Fang Xian and Ning Boshang, and then said, "The work we are doing is too serious, we can't let anyone see us, just kill them."
"You dare? I am a scholar. If I die, it will be a shocking case. The government will definitely investigate!"
Ning Boshang was no fool and he shouted immediately.
"He's actually a scholar? What a pity... We are Liangshan bandits, haha!"
The man in black was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"It's over..."
Ning Boshang's face turned pale. Even he had heard of the vicious notoriety of this group of people. Because they usually hid in Bailiang Mountain, even the government could not find their lair, so they could not wipe them out.
Not to mention killing a scholar, even if you kill a juren, you can hide in the mountains for a few years and everything will be fine.
