Chapter 36: Good baby, I am optimistic about your change

In the eyes of others, that axe was just a wood-chopping axe, but in his mind, it was an righteous axe approved by his master.

You can throw anything away, but you can't throw away the axe.

The constable, who was being lifted up by the head, struggled like a three-year-old child.

"Damn Taoist priest, let me go." The constable never expected something like this to happen. "Help, the prisoner has escaped from prison, help."

Shouting.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry at all. He just waited for a while, but still no one came.

"No one is paying attention to you even if you scream at the top of your lungs?" Lin Fan asked.

At this moment the constable suddenly remembered.

It seemed that he was the only one guarding the dungeon.

In the past, the dungeon was unattended because everyone went there to gamble. As for why he didn't go, it was because he was short of money. He wanted to catch a Taoist priest, so he took the initiative to guard the dungeon, hoping to make a fortune and fill his pockets.

Who would have thought that this stinky Taoist priest could escape from prison.

"What do you want to do? I advise you to go back to jail honestly, otherwise..."

The words haven’t been finished yet.

He was interrupted by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan pulled his head in front of him and looked straight at him, "Where's my axe?"

"I……"

Bang! It was obvious that this guy didn't know, so he just swung his hand and made his head hit the wall.

Release your hands.

The body slid down.

A pool of blood on the wall.

"Damn, the dungeon where serious criminals are held is guarded by only one person. How terrible it is."

Lin Fan turned his head and glanced into the depths of the dark dungeon.

You can vaguely see a head sticking out.

Forget it, since you don’t dare to leave.

Then just stay here for now.

After saying that, he raised his foot and walked out of the dungeon. When he was about to reach the exit, he suddenly found the axe on the table.

"You are really stubborn. You won't tell anyone until you die."

He put the axe behind his waist, shook his head, and stepped out of the dungeon. The sun was shining outside, and he looked up at the bright sky, and couldn't help but think of the dark dungeon.

Darkness and light.

Who is real and who is fake? No one can tell clearly.

…

Inn.

The waiter sat there, gazing at the street with his chin propped up. He was distracted and his mind was full of those two girls. He had thought that he would be able to happily watch the battle in person tonight, but who would have thought that he would be chosen by the son of the county magistrate.

What the hell is this?

There were footsteps and a figure walked into the store.

"We don't want to do business anymore. Let's go to another store." The waiter said weakly.

This is what the shopkeeper meant.

Stop accepting guests.

In case any problems arise, if something really happens, he will not open this inn.

Just when you see the true face of the person coming.

The waiter stood up with a bang and hit his knee against the table leg. He grimaced in pain and bent over to rub his knee.

"Dao, Taoist priest, why did you come out?"

The waiter was confused.

He saw the Taoist priest being taken away with his own eyes.

As for getting out, that is definitely impossible. That group of detectives are as ruthless as Zhou Bapi. Once you are locked up, don't even think about getting out.

The last time they captured able-bodied men, it was him who was caught. If the shopkeeper hadn't given him some silver, he would have had to eat cockroaches in prison.

"I am a righteous monk. I have already reconciled with them in a friendly manner and came out now." Lin Fan said.

At this time, he was wearing his Taoist robe very properly.

To be honest, he still prefers himself who is gentle and reasonable, rather than the ferocious appearance of wearing Taoist robes inside out and wielding an axe to chop around.

Waiter: ??? Walk upright? Sit upright? Reconcile?

To be honest, he really didn't believe it at all, but now the Taoist priest was right in front of him, he had no choice but to believe it.

Lin Fan found a seat and sat down. "Please give me a bowl of beef noodles. I want authentic beef noodles."

"Okay."

The waiter couldn't understand it, but he did it anyway.

Lin Fan has a strong sense of touch for meat.

You can tell if it's beef just by smelling it.

After all, in this world, it is common to replace humans with other kinds of flesh.

…

at this time.

At the county gate.

Several constables stood there, eagerly waiting for the county magistrate's son to return from his outing.

"Boss, when will Mr. Huang come back?" asked a constable.

"It should be soon."

The head constable stared into the distance and said, "We made Young Master Huang happy this time and got the reward. Let's go and have some fun tonight, brothers."

Logically speaking, as constables, what difference would it make if they went to a brothel and didn't pay?

But unfortunately.

All the brothels in the county town are owned by the county magistrate.

Who the hell dares to get it for free.

“Grandma, grandma…”

A burst of crying was heard.

The head constable looked at the situation in the corner and was quite dissatisfied. "Let that bastard get out of here right away. He is crying all the time. When Master Huang comes later, he will be annoyed by his crying and our efforts as brothers will be in vain."

"Got it, boss."

A constable walked towards the child.

In the corner, there was an old man who had starved to death, and his young grandson was shaking his body.

Bang, snap, bang, snap.

There sounded like punches and kicks, and then there was the sound of someone being thrown aside with a thud.

The constable who handled the matter came back and nodded, and his meaning was very clear: it had been handled and there was no problem.

This kind of thing is normal in Jinyang County.

People die every day.

But no one will take care of these things.

Not long after.

A carriage was slowly approaching from a distance.

“Here I come.”

A reminder sounded.

Many detectives perked up and stared intently at the approaching carriage.

They really envied Mr. Huang for being so good at reincarnation.

The carriage stopped, and the person pulling it was Mr. Huang's personal attendant.

"What do you want?" the attendant asked. If it was an ordinary citizen blocking the road, he would have whipped him.

"Mr. Huang, we have great news to report to you." The chief constable said hurriedly.

A hand stretched out from the carriage, lifted the curtain, revealing a pale and somewhat eerie face.

"What is it?"

The chief constable told the truth about the two women, patting his chest and swearing that he would be struck by lightning if he lied in the slightest.

Young Master Huang narrowed his eyes and was persuaded.

"Let's go and take a look."

Hearing this, the chief constable showed a look of joy, knowing that this time it was really a sure thing.

Afterwards, they were in the road ahead, with the carriage following behind. Pedestrians on the street gave way one after another, as everyone knew that it was the county magistrate's carriage. If anyone dared to block the road, the constable walking in front would pick up his knife and hack them to death.

Arrived at the inn soon.

The head constable stood beside the carriage and said, "Master Huang, this is it. I'll have my brothers clear the area and guard the gate for you. I'll make sure not even a fly can get in."

I thought Mr. Huang would be eager to get off the carriage, but who would have thought that an urging voice would come from the carriage.

"Let's go back home, quickly."

"Mr. Huang..."

The chief constable was stunned.

What's going on? I'm already here, why do I have to go back home all of a sudden?

But he didn't dare to stop it and could only watch the carriage leave.

"Boss, what's going on, Mr. Huang?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

The chief constable had a very grim look on his face.

This was not what he thought.

Logically, Young Master Huang would raise his lips, lick his lips, and rush into the inn impatiently, then wave his hand and ask them to wait outside. Then, the screams of the woman and Young Master Huang's beast-like excitement would be heard from inside.

This was not just a random guess on his part.

After all, they have done this kind of thing many times before.

At this time, a round-faced constable frowned and thought for a moment, "I understand."

Swish! Everyone looked at him.

He raised his head proudly after getting everyone's attention. "I think Mr. Huang must be acting out a situational drama. Some time ago, I saw Mr. Huang listening to the storyteller's story 'Hero Yang Saves the Little Girl'. Mr. Huang was listening attentively at that time.

So I am sure that this is a test from Master Huang. We will send the two women to the Huang residence, and then pretend to be rapists, let them cry for help, lure Master Huang out, and act like heroes. I think Master Huang will definitely be very happy."

When the head constable heard this, his eyes lit up and he patted his head, "Oh, you are right, that's great. I never knew you had such an idea before. Yes, that must be the case. Let's go in."

"Okay."

The detectives walked towards the inn.

…

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

At this time, the servant driving the carriage felt quite strange.

Has the young master changed his nature?

I actually want to go home.

I can’t figure it out. I really can’t figure it out.

Inside the carriage.

Young Master Huang touched the black jade pendant hanging on his chest, his expression very solemn.

"The jade pendant is hot. I didn't expect that there would be a guy with Taoist skills in the inn. But who is he?"

It's not that he didn't want to go in, but as he got closer to the inn, the jade pendant on his chest began to heat up. This was given to him by his master. If there were practitioners around, the jade pendant would heat up, so he had to remember to be careful.

Therefore, he did not dare to stay and had to leave in a hurry.

Don’t worry about anything else for now.

He needs to have a good talk with his master and explain the matter.

…

"Well, why are you, a stinky Taoist priest, here?" When the chief constable entered the inn, he saw Lin Fan eating beef noodles. He thought he was seeing things and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

That’s right, it’s that stinky Taoist priest.

He was locked up in a dungeon.

How did you get here?

Lin Fan held the bowl and drank the soup in it. He put the bowl down and looked at them. "Why can't I be here?"

"You killed someone, you should be in the dungeon."

"No, no, after thinking it over in the dungeon, I feel that I did nothing wrong. That person wanted to attack my followers, so how could I just sit back and watch? I had no choice but to kill him." Lin Fan said.

"fart."

sonorous!

The detectives drew their swords and stared at them eagerly.

Lin Fan said: "Dear donors, you should be reasonable in your conduct. As constables, you should uphold justice, help the weak and fight against the strong, and benefit the people. But in my eyes, you are helping the tyrants to do evil, oppressing the people, and doing all kinds of evil. Can you live up to the people's expectations of you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the detectives burst into laughter.

"Damn Taoist priest, are you mentally ill?" The head of the police said sarcastically, "Don't you look at your own situation? As a Taoist priest with two female relatives, you still have the nerve to criticize us?"

"Alas." Lin Fan shook his head. In the eyes of merit, the group of constables in front of him were no longer human. In reality, they were just a group of black things that could only move, with fangs and claws bared, and looked hideous and terrifying. Even if Tathagata came to the world and said to them to lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot, he could not wash away their sins.

There is no hope. There is absolutely no hope.

"My dear donors, I have one thing I don't understand. Those people in the dungeon have done nothing wrong, so why do they have to be locked up? Is there no one above to take care of it?"

He wanted to know whether the current state of the world was caused by demons or if the root cause was rotten.

The head constable said, "Sometimes someone has to take the blame. It doesn't matter whether the perpetrator is arrested or not, but we have to give an explanation to the victim's family. If you have the time to do this, you might as well take care of your own situation."

"Alas." Lin Fan sighed again. In the end, he had nothing to say. He stood up, took off his Taoist robe, and put it on inside out. "Since I entered the world, I have always wanted to convince you with virtue and persuade you who have lost your way to return to the right path. But I know that my cultivation is not enough and I cannot convince you with reason. In this case... I can only convince you with force and send you to hell to repent."

After fastening his Taoist robe that he was wearing inside out, he slowly raised his head, and his eyes changed from clear and compassionate to fierce.

Picking up the axe, he walked towards them step by step.

A constable stepped forward angrily, "Stinky..."

Phew!

The sharp axe swung out and slashed across the opponent's face.

"Ah..." The constable covered his face and screamed, blood splattered on his face like water. Lin Fan wiped the blood off his face, raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a ferocious look.

"The world is like this. Reason cannot save the people. We can only chop out a bright future with an axe."

"Die for me."

Once he decided to kill.

Then no one can stop it.

The waiter hiding under the table was trembling with fear, looking at the constable who fell to the ground with his eyes open in horror. He did not expect that the Taoist priest who had just praised his delicious beef noodles could be so cruel.

Countless times more brutal than the evil people he had encountered.

The noise downstairs startled the two monsters.

They stood in the attic and looked downstairs silently. The scene was like hell on earth, with blood and body parts everywhere.

"Sister, is the Taoist priest really a Taoist priest?" Mao Miaomiao asked fearfully.

Fox Daji's eyelids twitched violently, "Do you think we have any choice? It doesn't matter whether the Taoist priest is a Taoist priest or not."

Mao Miaomiao lowered her head, not daring to look at the Taoist priest who was covered in blood.

It's so scary.

street.

"Ah, help!"

"Murder."

Several constables rushed out of the inn, covered in blood, their vision blurred and they fell to the ground. Frightened passers-by stepped back, and before they could get up, they felt a burning pain in their backs.

Lin Fan held the axe and chopped at them madly as if he was killing pigs.

The whole street was silent.

None of the onlookers were timid, but even they were frightened by the scene before them.

The constables are people they dare not offend.

If you encounter it, you can only lower your head and avoid it.

But now someone was actually hacking and killing constables in the street. The shock to them was really too great.

"Master Dao, spare my life."

The chief constable slumped to the ground, supported himself on the ground, backed away repeatedly, and stretched out his arms, hoping to be spared.

Phew!

Lin Fan chopped with an axe and threw an arm high into the air.

"I am a Taoist priest and I am trying to explain things to you in a gentle and gentle voice. Did you listen? No one listened. You had to force me to take out my axe before you knew to spare my life, right?"

"Master Dao, I know I was wrong." The chief detective begged for mercy, enduring the pain of a broken arm.

"Wrong?" Lin Fan laughed, "You don't know you're wrong, you know the axe in my hand can kill you."

"Master Dao..."

"Damn it, die for me."

Lin Fan took a step forward and kicked him to the ground. He then swung the axe and, in front of his horrified gaze, hit him directly on the head. The sound of the axe cutting into flesh and bones was heard, and he then pulled it out with force.

He turned his head slowly, with his eyes lowered, and had the gaze of an eagle or a wolf.

People on the street were frightened by such looks.

They all stood there in a daze.

Some could not bear the fear in their hearts and collapsed to the ground, feeling their hearts beating extremely fast.

Is killing these detectives the final result? No... it is far from enough.

There is still room for killing in Jinyang County.

Now, there was only a young constable looking at the scene in a daze.

He was very young, perhaps around seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was not hideous or ugly. But now he was completely frightened and sat paralyzed, watching his leader being hacked to death.

The murderous Taoist priest walked towards him step by step.

He wanted to move, but his legs were numb and he couldn't move.

The Taoist priest walked up to him, and he thought he was going to be chopped to death like the leader, but the Taoist priest just held the axe and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Master...Master." He was very scared and his whole body was trembling.

"You still have some conscience. You are not completely corrupt."

"I……"

“Sometimes the world is like ink. It is hard to come out clean once you enter it. But even if it is black, it is only on the surface. The heart can still be red. Just stretch out your hand.”

"Master."

"Stretch it out."

The young constable stretched out his hand in fear.

Lin Fan stepped on the back of the opponent's hand, and the axe fell down, cutting off the opponent's little finger.

A shrill scream rang out.

"This is a lesson I'm giving you. Be a good detective. If you want to do something bad in the future, look at the broken finger and think about who left it there for you. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

Lin Fan smiled, bent down, and patted the other person's face with his bloody palm, "Good boy, you are still young and can turn back."

"I know."

"Good baby, I am optimistic about your change."

(End of this chapter)