Chapter 25: Intensive
Pit No. 7 collapsed, and seven managers of Fengshan Mine and their lackeys were buried in it.
The news spread throughout Fengshan Street like a gust of wind early in the morning, shocking the miners as if they were struck by lightning. Mine collapses have happened before.
And it was just a tunnel collapse, nothing surprising.
But anyone with a little common sense knows that this matter is not as simple as it seems.
Along with the bad news, there was also another rumor.
It is said that the mine supervisor, Lord Sun, who had been trapped here for five or six years and had always had a low sense of presence, could not stand the arrogance and evil deeds of Ruyifang, so he took action to punish the criminals.
The reliability of this news...is not great.
Anyone who makes a living in Fengshan Street, whether they are miners or the lowest class, knows that there is not a single useful person around Lord Sun.
He is just a sour guy who only knows how to study at home. How could he have the ability to borrow the power of heaven and earth to kill seven managers?
But now that things have come to this, it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or not.
Ordinary miners only felt that a storm was coming, so they ran around everywhere to gather information, while those who were loyal to Ruyifang wanted to run out of Fengshan Street as soon as possible and go outside the mountain to report the news.
As a result, the mountain road was also blocked.
As long as you dare to take the road that transports ore out of the mountain, as long as you dare to approach the mountain pass, there will be a muffled sound like lightning and thunder, and if you see a flash of light, your legs will be broken.
This is true not only for ordinary miners, but also for those miners who are trained with secret methods in Ruyifang and are strong and healthy, and are specially used to dig spiritual mines.
Their bodies are stronger than those of ordinary people, they can withstand more hard work, and they have the ability to heal themselves, but even so, their legs are still easily broken by the thunder.
This is true even when walking on a small path.
On the road leading out of the mountain, after a dozen guys who didn't believe in evil lay down in all directions, no one dared to go out anymore.
There are also rumors that Lord Sun has invited monks to block the mountain path, allowing only entry but not exit, in an effort to eliminate the influence of Ruyifang.
What I saw made the previous rumors more credible.
Fengshan Street is a relatively large village with only a few hundred people. Naturally, news spread quickly. By the time of lunch, rumors were already flying everywhere.
Needless to say, people are in a state of panic and everyone is waiting for what will happen next.
Those who were loyal to Ruyifang were even more uneasy, feeling like trapped beasts with no way out.
The Fengshan Mine is far away in the mountains, almost isolated from the outside world. Normally, there was nothing wrong with it, but once it was blocked, they immediately felt a sense of panic that the world was changing.
If the message cannot be sent out, there will naturally be no outside assistance.
This place has become an isolated island.
"Everyone, go to the center of town. Lord Sun wants to speak to us. Let's go!"
After lunch, someone started beating gongs and shouting outside the door, specifically inviting the miners' foremen and people who were well-known on the street to gather in the town center.
There were more than a dozen foremen who were called over, and some of them were quite good at getting along with others. In total, more than thirty people were quickly gathered.
They looked at each other, with unspeakable sorrow in their eyes.
In the past, the managers of Ruyifang had the final say in this place. Now, the managers have died in unclear circumstances, and even the servants and thugs of Ruyifang have disappeared.
Without a leader, everyone became a mess.
But the mine supervisor is an official appointed by the imperial court after all. In the minds of these poor people, it is the mine supervisor who should come forward to take charge of the situation.
Of course, there were also those who were dissatisfied and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble. They mixed in with the crowd and headed towards the town center.
There was a high platform there, which was where the managers paid the miners' salaries every month. It had been cleaned by the mine supervisor, and Lord Sun was sitting on one of the armchairs.
He was wearing a starched official uniform and a black gauze cape. He had a serious expression and looked intimidating without even being angry. The official uniform represented the majesty of the imperial court in the mortal world.
It is the orthodox Fengming Kingdom.
Although normally everyone could make fun of the mine supervisor, after seeing the current scene, these ordinary people seemed to have a new understanding of this reclusive mine supervisor.
Some of the timid ones didn't even dare to look up.
Next to the mine supervisor, on the left stood a man wearing a scholar's gown, holding a paper fan, wearing a felt hat, and mysteriously wearing a mask used for opera.
Who is that person?
He was still standing next to Lord Sun and seemed very close to him.
More and more people gathered in the audience, and Lord Sun, who was sitting on the armchair, felt a little agitated. He glanced at Jiang Xia beside him, but the latter was very calm.
The paper fan in his hand did not shake at all, and his face was covered with a mask so his expression could not be seen, but his eyes were shining sharply.
He seems to be confident.
Well, he does have the spirit of a great general. He remains calm in times of danger, like someone who is going to do great things.
Lord Sun thought so in his heart, but he also understood his task at this moment. He didn't need to say anything. He was just here to support Jiang Xia.
The fox is taking advantage of the tiger's might.
This word suddenly jumped into Lord Sun's mind, making him feel both amused and confused.
I am the mine supervisor who is usually ignored, but one day someone takes advantage of me.
It's true that things are unpredictable.
However, since he had made up his mind, Lord Sun's performance was much better this time. He was also very curious about how Jiang Xia would comfort these frightened miners.
There are hundreds of strong men here. Although they have no leader, if they are instigated to make trouble, he will have to rely on himself. Even if he really has magical powers, he will not be able to escape harm.
And if this scene in front of him was unbearable, this Jiang bandit also lied that he wanted to fight with Ruyifang...
That's even more bragging.
Even though he was thinking this way, now that the rumor had been spread, he had no way to retreat. Lord Sun, who was tied to the chariot, actually secretly hoped that Jiang Xia could be more powerful.
Give Ruyifang a taste of its own medicine, and it will also help me vent my anger.
Seeing that most people had gathered, Jiang Xia looked at the eaves around him. Lao Si was blocking people from going out at the intersection, and Su was hiding nearby. No one knew where he was, but he had to rely on him now.
There was also a Jasmine.
But the girl was really inexperienced and a little timid, and Jiang Xia didn't dare to let the wasteland apprentice do the job of suppressing her.
"Sir, please speak. They are all waiting."
He patted Lord Sun on the shoulder.
The latter snorted, obviously still angry, but he still stood up, coughed lightly a few times, and pressed his hands down.
This action made the chaotic scene suddenly quieter.
"Everyone, the seven managers of Ruyifang encountered a landslide. I have notified the government office and will respond soon. You don't have to worry. This afternoon, you can continue to work according to the instructions of your respective foremen..."
Before Lord Sun finished speaking, a loud shout came from the crowd of thirty or forty people:
"The butlers died inexplicably, and you, sir, are covering up the truth instead of catching the thieves! Are you really hiding something?"
"presumptuous!"
Hearing this impolite question, Jiang Xia immediately took a step forward, pointed the paper fan in his hand at the place where the voice came from, and shouted:
"You shameless and unruly people dare to challenge the imperial power. You should be severely punished!"
"Whoosh"
A sound like a surge of lightning echoed across the square.
Following a wail, the crowd immediately scattered in panic, and the man who had just opened his mouth to question him had fallen to the ground, holding his neck.
His eyes widened.
But his neck was pierced from front to back and he was no longer able to breathe.
Two hundred meters away, on the roof, Su, expressionless, removed his finger from the trigger. A light flickered in the pupil of his left eye. The chip fire control system started to work, and the square in front of him was transformed into a three-dimensional coordinate system.
Each of them has their own coordinates.
Coupled with the precise shooting module of the prosthesis, it is a piece of cake to accurately lock on and kill dozens of people, just like shooting at a fixed target, easy and simple.
The shot caused the crowd to explode. The guy who was unwilling to accept and wanted to cause trouble just jumped out, but was shot dead by the masked man with secret methods.
This move scared the others so much that they dodged again and again, and the crowd became unstable.
Lord Sun on the stage also had his eyes twitching. He had not believed what his old servant had said before, but now he saw with his own eyes that he killed the enemy with palm lightning. This Jiang Shushan must really be a cultivator.
He is brave too!
The thirty-three sects of the Immortal Alliance have issued clear orders that practitioners are not allowed to interfere in worldly affairs. Isn't this person afraid of being caught by the cultivators and crushed to ashes?
"Quiet!"
Jiang Xia raised his voice and shouted:
"If anyone moves again, kill them!"
The word "kill" was shouted with full force, causing the crowd to fall into chaos.
Then he saw the masked scholar waving a paper fan in his hand. Several people who were running out, whoever was pointed at by the fan, would be hit by the electric surge and fall to the ground.
Jiang Xia's hands seemed to have magical power, which made the crowd calm down quickly.
"Sir, the thieves have been eliminated, and the rest are all good people. Please continue to lecture them to calm people's hearts."
In full view of the crowd, Jiang Xia clasped his fists and bowed politely to Lord Sun. Some people in the crowd below immediately began to whisper.
It seems that this matter was indeed the result of Lord Sun's ingenuity. He invited monks to eliminate evil and wiped out the manager of Ruyifang.
Lord Sun also had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express.
Of course he knew why Jiang Xia was so respectful to him at this moment. He wanted to put the blame on him, but he did not dare to scold him openly and expose the conspiracy.
I am also an ordinary man. Although I have a righteous heart, if this palm thunder hits me, I will be dead.
Live life to its fullest and endure humiliation and burdens.
Not shabby.
"Cough, cough"
Lord Sun coughed a few more times and said:
“What I want to say is what I said before. You don’t have to worry about other things. Just work hard at mining. Unfortunately, the manager has passed away, so someone has to take over the affairs of the mine.
This official happened to meet a talented person in the mountains.
This strong man was a literate man with extraordinary talents, so all the affairs of the mine were assigned to him.
Until the government office issues an order, he will be your temporary manager."
Lord Sun pointed at Jiang Xia beside him, then turned back to look at the crowd and said:
"Foremen, do you have any objections?"
The dozen or so foremen at the front of the stage looked at each other.
objection?
Of course they do!
This person who came out of nowhere and became the manager for no apparent reason, how can he convince the people?
In addition, seven managers of Ruyifang died in unclear circumstances. If Ruyifang is blamed, who will take the blame?
But seeing the smiling Jiang Xia waving the paper fan in front of them, with several corpses of Ruyifang diehards lying beside him, they could no longer express their objections.
"Since there is no objection, then let it be."
Lord Sun waited for a few moments, and seeing that no one spoke, he waved his wide sleeves and said loudly:
"I will draft the document right away, and the government will reply soon. Everyone should not cause trouble and work peacefully. If there are people who commit crimes, they will not be forgiven.
That’s all I have to say. That’s it.”
After saying this, Lord Sun turned around without any reluctance, walked down the platform, and left slowly with his old servant.
After watching the mine supervisor leave, Jiang Xia opened his fan and waved it in front of him a few times. He said to the foremen in front of him:
"I don't know you guys, and I don't want to fight you to death. I'm just saying this today. Just do what you should do and live the way you should live.
I killed the manager of Ruyifang!
If the sky falls, I'll hold it up!
The mine belongs to the imperial court, the money and goods belong to Ruyifang, but your lives are your own. Think carefully, appease the miners under your command, go down to the mine to work in the afternoon, and your wages will be paid as usual.
This is a matter between Ruyifang and me, and has nothing to do with you, so don't cause trouble for me, or we will all lose face.
understand?"
