Wei Shaoxuan calmly shook his paper fan:

"No, no, no, I respect the old gentleman, so I didn't break my promise. I just promised that I wouldn't kill her, but I didn't say that I would stop others from killing her...

"Master Liu, don't you think so? This is your territory, and you insist on killing this girl. How can I and my adoptive father stop me? We, the Wei family, will not do this kind of thing where guests bully our master, eh.

Please help yourself."

"Yes...yes!" Liu Zilin's face stiffened slightly, and he lowered his head in agreement: "I want to kill you."

Wei Shaoxuan did not go to see a young county magistrate who had already been silently mourning for a long time but was suddenly angered by him.

He suddenly turned his head and said to Qiu Shenji:

"A man of great energy?"

Qiu Shenji nodded indifferently: "A man with great energy."

Wei Shaoxuan said cheerfully:

"Sure enough, I guessed it right. Old sir, old sir, the more you protect me, the more you deserve to die. A person with a strong temper, even if he is a little girl, has not grown up and has no cultivation, but just in case.

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Ouyang Rong stopped looking at this hypocrite who regarded human life as nothing, and kept his eyes fixed on Qiu Shenji.

Being held down by several slaves in green clothes, he struggled desperately, holding his head high and gritting his teeth:

"You so-called qigong practitioners, do you just do these despicable and shameless things?! Betrayal of trust, bully the weak, and trample on justice!

"I knew your bottom line was low, but I didn't expect it to be none! Now you won't even spare a defenseless little girl!"

On Qiu Shenji's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, his eyebrows were slightly raised, but then he relaxed and became calm.

He wouldn't bother talking to ants about his military skills.

Qiu Shenji and Wei Shaoxuan didn't squint.

Ignoring is the greatest contempt.

Ouyang Rong suddenly understood a very high-priority rule in this world.

It was difficult for him to notice this rule in his previous life, and after coming to this world, he was busy going home before, so he might not care much about this rule in the short term.

But if he wants to stay for a long time, the bloody reality will inevitably press his head high and face this rule squarely.

Unfortunately, it's a bit late now.

But having said that, in front of a high-grade Qi practitioner, it would be useless to know it earlier. At most, he could just run away on his own?

This game of fighting for the new sword seems destined to be beyond the scope of ordinary mortal officials.

"If Master Liu wants to kill him, please hurry up. We're in a hurry."

Wei Shaoxuan glanced at Liu Zilin, who seemed to have just recovered from his shock and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, preparing for execution.

Wei Shao

Liu Zilin led his slaves in Tsing Yi and came forward to drag Ouyang Rong and A Qing to the edge of the cliff.

Ouyang Rong, who fell to the ground, turned around and said in despair:

"Ah Qing, I am too arrogant. I underestimated the temptation of this broken sword and ignored the existence of Qi Practitioners... I should not have brought you here carelessly."

"Master, it doesn't matter, it's all the same."

"What...are all the same?"

Ah Qingqing burst into tears and tried her best to show a smiling face. She still had the soft and pitiful voice when Ouyang Rong first met her:

"If the master hadn't appeared, my brother, my mother, and many other families in Longcheng would have died in the flood long ago. Wouldn't it be the same to die now as to die then?

"Speaking of which, Master has allowed us to live for a long time!"

she said happily.

Ouyang Rong turned his head, still not daring to look at her.

From being seriously injured by vomiting blood at the foot of the mountain to being beheaded by a knife, his calm face showed endless guilt and self-blame.

In Zheyiqu, he, the magistrate of Longcheng County, should have stepped out.

Ah Shan stood up.

Those who work for everyone should not be allowed to freeze to death in the snow.

But now, not only are the salary recipients freezing to death, but Ouyang Rong can't even take care of the salary recipients' relatives?

"It's a fallacy to comfort the master." Ouyang Rong muttered with his eyes closed.

"Not a comfort."

Ah Qing wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his weed-stained hand:

"My brother is gone, and my master is leaving too. Ah Qing doesn't want to live alone, but he just can't bear to leave his mother. Fortunately, the sister-in-law that my brother likes is a nice person and should be able to take care of my mother."

Ah Qing became happy as he spoke and suddenly asked:

"Sir, do you still remember the night when Nu'er's family stayed with you for dinner at Donglin Temple?"

"Why don't you remember? You misunderstood me and took off your clothes stupidly."

"Ah Qing always remembers it!" As he was about to die, Ah Qing trembled all over and couldn't help himself: "From the moment the master hugged Ah Qing and put clothes on Ah Qing, Ah Qing... just..."

"Just what?"

"Just...I will always be grateful for my kindness."

She tilted her head and didn't look at him.

"Really, I'm also very grateful to Ah Qing..."

Ouyang Rong didn't know what he was thinking and murmured in a trance.

The two of them whispered and took their positions on the edge of the cliff.

Liu Zian turned his back to Wei Shaoxuan, with a gloomy and complicated face. He and the Tsing Yi slaves beside him drew their swords, glanced at Ouyang Rong and A Qing who were leaning together, and then looked back at Wei Shaoxuan.

His eyes flickered.

Ouyang Rong suddenly gave up all struggle and allowed the two Tsing Yi slaves to hold their arms behind their backs and press them against the edge of the cliff.

He raised his head as hard as he could, wanting to take one last look at the sky.

All I could see was a clear sky, and the sun at noon was as dazzling as a needle.

Ouyang Rong tried his best to squint, and his eyes were blurry in the narrow field of vision between his eyes.

Are you going to die? You haven't had time to exchange for the blessing of going home.

But why...but not much regret?

Ouyang Rong smiled.

In fact, he knows deep down in his heart. He has always been like this. He knows everything deep down:

At first, he was looking for reasons not to leave.

Later, he began to look for reasons to leave.

Even later, I told myself that I was very disappointed with this world and regarded it as hell.

But as soon as Ouyang Rong learned from his junior sister that Longcheng still needed him very much, he still took the skirt knife and couldn't wait to return to "hell".

He found another reason not to leave.

And the blessing that seemed to come home from the underground palace gradually turned into a distant spiritual sustenance.

But sometimes people never see the distant place in their whole life.

Just know it's there...

Ouyang Rong raised his head and laughed.

In fact, he was aware of these subtle changes in his thoughts.

I just haven't been willing to admit it.

Now that I am about to die, I can understand my heart and my true nature.

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes slightly and gradually adapted to the dazzling sunlight. At this moment, he suddenly saw a tiny white dot in the blue sky above his head.

This small white dot grew larger and larger in his field of vision at an extremely fast speed.

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

Immediately I saw clearly that it was a large bird soaring with its head high.

The big bird is all white, and its appearance is particularly weird, as if it has more than two legs and two eyes.

What also surprised him was that there seemed to be a ball of... golden candlelight on the back of this big bird?

The sun at noon is too strong and the fire burns the wings? Wait, this is not a flame! This is a ball of... long golden hair blown by the strong wind!

Ouyang Rong frowned.
To be continued...