Pei Zi Yun reached into the carriage and opened it. Inside was a bag of beef and wine. He then smiled at Ji Dan, "Your carriage is well prepared."
As he said this, he leaned back against the cushion and looked out of the carriage. His eyes were filled with melancholy as he raised the wine jug and took a sip, "This wine is not bad. You seem to know how to enjoy yourself. You must be feeling strange right? Why did I find you and discover you? "
"It's because you have something on you that I need. Without it, I can't fight back. That's why when I arrived, I came looking for you."
Pei Zi Yun looked at the wine jug and was slightly disappointed, "I came looking for you directly. However, I'm a very cautious person. After observing you for a while, I realized that you were working together with King Lu's men to capture me. You even set a trap for me. That's why I broke out in cold sweat."
Ji Dan was silent for a long time before he said, "You don't intend to let me go?"
"That's right. I've just confirmed that the thing you're carrying is indeed valuable to me. So, you can die now. After killing so many people, I need someone to vent to. Otherwise, I'll really become a vicious and evil person." Pei Zi Yun smiled as he spoke, "Oh yes, I've heard that there's a custom among officials. They treat those who are about to die kindly. Of course, they treat those with status."
"Look at me, don't you think I'm a cat official?"
"Don't think that you can do whatever you want just by relying on demonic techniques. Once the people outside realize that something's wrong, you're finished." When Ji Dan heard these words, he couldn't take it any longer. He collapsed onto the carriage and shouted at Pei Zi Yun.
"Haha, you're just a constable. According to the rules, you're not even an official. You're overstepping the rules when your subordinates address you as an official. What kind of official are you?"
"If I wanted you to bring the order, I might have to think about it. But since you're acting as bait, and gave the order to your subordinates for safekeeping, how are you going to deal with me?" Pei Zi Yun laughed.
"You can't kill me." Ji Dan raised his hands and flicked his sleeves, as a mechanism was activated. This time, Pei Zi Yun did not wield a sword, but a dagger. With a 'pu' sound, the dagger pierced through Ji Dan's throat. Ji Dan clutched at his throat, as he made a 'ge ge' sound. His face was contorted in disbelief.
Pei Zi Yun pulled, causing blood to spurt out from his mouth. However, the blood seemed to have hit a barrier, and fell to the ground.
The constable didn't die immediately. He looked at Pei Zi Yun struggling, "You … you've been tricked. The country is going to die. Kill the country's traitor."
He mumbled these words before he breathed his last.
Pei Zi Yun grunted and cursed, "Damn it, this person has been promoted to an official position. He's at least of the ninth rank, or even higher. He's keeping this a secret, it's a trap."
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. If he had been prepared, he wouldn't have ended up like this. But who would have thought …
Pei Zi Yun's face was pale and red as he rested for a while. He then took out a handkerchief from his robes and wiped his face. This was a backlash, and the handkerchief was stained red.
"We can't stay here for long." Pei Zi Yun thought to himself as he hurriedly walked up to Ji Dan's body, searching for the item he was looking for. All of a sudden, he felt something in his hands. He retrieved it, and realized it was a jade pendant.
Pei Zi Yun dodged it in a flash.
The constable who was driving the oxcart felt as though something had changed, but he didn't feel anything. He turned his head to look at the cart, and rubbed his head before continuing on.
Ji Dan's corpse was lying in the cart, as blood dripped down continuously.
The constable felt that something wasn't right, as though there was a fishy smell in the air. However, he couldn't tell where it was coming from. The constable drove the oxcart and spoke to Ji Dan, "Your excellency, why do I feel that something's not right? Where do you think the smell of blood is coming from? Why does it smell so strong?"
As soon as the constable finished speaking, the oxcart stopped at the entrance of the relay station. The carriage was silent, as though there wasn't anyone inside. The constable approached the carriage and called out, "Master, master."
The oxcart stopped at the entrance of the relay station. Hearing the dripping sound, the constable felt that something wasn't right. He pulled the curtain aside, only to see Ji Dan's head tilted to one side, his hands clutching his neck. He was no longer breathing.
The stench of blood assaulted his nostrils. The entire cart was filled with blood, and it was nauseating. When the constable saw the scene before him, he was frightened. He couldn't believe his eyes, and his legs were trembling. He then shouted, "Not good, not good. Constable Ji has been killed. Constable Ji has been killed."
As soon as he shouted, more than ten people rushed out from the relay station. They were all armored soldiers, and among them were a eunuch and a Daoist.
This Daoist was obviously a Daoist official of the prefecture, and belonged to the Dao Records Department and the Grand Herald Temple. His Daoist robes were different from the other Daoists.
"Take a look!" The eunuch wasn't surprised as he spoke.
The Daoist opened the curtain and looked around. After some time, he came out and picked up a drop of blood. He then whispered something to the eunuch. The eunuch then laughed out loud, "Pei Zi Yun, I didn't expect you to be a Dao Xuan cultivator. Originally, I wouldn't have been able to kill you. Now that you've killed an official, how much of your Dao arts do you have left?"
"Looks like it wasn't a waste for me to use King Lu's decree and give this dead man an eighth ranked official title."
Hearing these words, everyone's jaws dropped. The eunuch then spoke, "Commandant Hong, I'll have to trouble you to pass down the order. Ji Dan and his excellency Ji have been assassinated. Please enforce martial law and arrest the culprit."
"Yes, Eunuch Ding!" Commandant King Lu, who was standing by the side, replied loudly as he led his soldiers out.
The constable stood in front of the oxcart and was stumped. He then sat down on the ground and mumbled to himself, "What's going on?"
Pei Zi Yun ran as fast as he could, and felt a burning sensation in his chest. He hurriedly turned into a small alley nearby, and the stench of blood gushed up his throat. He then spat out a mouthful of blood.
Pei Zi Yun gasped for breath as he felt the backlash from his injuries getting stronger and stronger. With such a backlash, it was no wonder that Daoists didn't want to be involved in politics.
It was early in the morning, and although there weren't many people around, there were already people selling wontons, dumplings, and deep-fried pancakes by the roadside. The air was filled with smoke and white smoke, emitting a fragrant aroma.
'I need to find a safe place, and think of a way to absorb the Imperial Qi. If not, the backlash from the Imperial Qi alone would cause me to be weakened for a few days.'
'These people must have planned this long ago. They're just waiting for me to be injured by the Imperial Qi, and be unable to unleash my full strength before pouncing on me!' Pei Zi Yun mumbled to himself as he struggled to move forward. He saw a courtyard, and leaned against it. He leaned his ear against the wall and listened.
There was no sound coming from within, and his face relaxed a little. He then leapt up, and the stench of blood gushed up his throat again. His throat was burning, and he felt like vomiting.
He hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting blood as he leapt into the courtyard.
The courtyard was huge, but there weren't many people around. Pei Zi Yun tiptoed towards the small building in front of him. When he reached the small building, it was quiet. He then leapt up and climbed up to the third floor before entering a room.
There was a small attic on the roof, and he needed a flight of stairs to reach it. Pei Zi Yun leapt up and hung onto the bottom of the attic as he climbed up. The attic was empty and dark.
When Pei Zi Yun reached the attic, he laid down and relaxed. He felt extremely tired, and could barely open his eyes. His chest and head hurt, and the Yin Spirit within his body felt like it was being corroded by a black aura.
He took off his outer robe and placed it on top of the jade pendant before lying down on top of it. He then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The sky was dark, and snowflakes were falling from the sky. A voice came from a Daoist temple.
"Master, the Qian dynasty is tyrannical, and the officials are cruel and tyrannical. We Daoists have cultivated martial arts and Dao arts. Why can't we retaliate? We can't even kill a mere ninth ranked official, and can only watch?"
"My entire family has been killed, and I can't even seek revenge. Please teach me, please teach me." A Daoist who looked to be in his thirties knelt down in front of the old Daoist and begged for his life.
"This is fate. Although I Daoists have divine abilities, they cannot interfere with the world, and cannot fight against the Imperial Qi. I cannot teach you. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't." The old Daoist looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes filled with tears.
"Senior brother, senior brother, big senior brother, you are going to inherit the position of Sect Leader. You cannot leave the mountain. If you leave the mountain, who will be the next Sect Leader?" Several disciples hugged the young man and tried to dissuade him.
"My parents and family are gone, and I can't even seek revenge. What face do I have to be the big senior brother? What face do I have to stay on the mountain?" The big senior brother looked at his fellow disciples who were trying to stop him, as tears streamed down his face.
"Let him go. Big senior brother's karma has not been fulfilled. Let him go." The Sect Leader said, as though he had used up all his energy.
"Master, your disciple is unfilial. I can only be filial to you in my next life." The Daoist knelt on the ground and cried out loudly. He kowtowed repeatedly, as his forehead was covered in blood, "Please expel me from the sect!"
The scenery around him changed. The sky was filled with dark clouds, as raindrops dripped onto the Daoist's face. The Daoist's face was pale as he struggled to escape. Behind him, a group of bailiffs were charging towards him!
"Backlash, backlash! Heavens, I can't accept this, I can't accept this!" The Daoist looked at the people chasing after him, and was unwilling to give up. He fought bitterly, and killed batch after batch of bailiffs. His eyes were bloodshot, and his body was bloodshot. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and fell off the cliff.
Turning around, the Daoist walked out of the cave. His temples were all white, "I've done it. I've finally done it. Haha, after searching for so long, I've finally managed to repair it. The damage caused by the Imperial Qi can be reduced. You are a ninth rank county officer, and today I shall kill you. Corrupt officials of the Great Qian Dynasty, just you wait!"
The night was dark and the wind was strong. The Daoist stepped forward, and an evil dog heard his footsteps. It wanted to howl, but the Daoist stretched out his hand, and the dog stopped howling.
The Daoist stepped forward and killed the dog. The dog wasn't dead yet, and was still howling in pain.
The Daoist pounced forward. One of the people saw that the situation wasn't looking good, and was about to scream when the Daoist slashed out with his sword. He charged up the stairs, and saw an official sitting on the main seat. Several people were seated on the guest seats, and were listening to the opera. The official pointed at the Daoist, "Where did this thief Daoist come from? How dare you?"
The Daoist didn't say anything, and killed them one by one. Looking at the corpses on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed, "I've finally gotten my revenge today."
Turning around, the Daoist was standing under a roof. He jumped down, and with a flash of his sword, a head fell off. Everyone around shouted, "Your excellency Li is dead, his excellency Li is dead."
Turning around, the Daoist was lying on a straw mat, his entire body was covered in blood. He looked to be around thirty years old, and was smiling at a young man, "You're a kind young man, and you're here to send me off. Take this jade pendant, it can suppress the baleful Qi, and guarantee your future. However, you can't become an official, or you'll die a horrible death."
As he spoke, he laughed before turning around, revealing a strange smile, "Don't you think so?"
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