Chapter 39 Pills
It would be great if there was no struggle between good and evil in this world!
Isn't it good for everyone to live in harmony? Why must there be a life-and-death struggle?
Even if the righteous wins, will the world be peaceful?
It is nothing more than separating the more righteous from the righteous, and the less righteous become evil again.
——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Moshen's "My Diary" Chapter 5100
Xiaosheng County, government office.
The court soldiers knelt on both sides, and the county magistrate also stood at the door with a bow, sweating on his forehead.
The family members in the government office were all controlled, and the righteous disciples who failed to escape were killed. Even from a distance, you can see the fire gradually extinguished somewhere in the county office.
After a little inquiry, I learned that it was those righteous people who were unable to escape who desperately set the house on fire in the end, hoping to die with the demon cultivators.
Unfortunately, the demon cultivators were obviously stronger, and their plan failed. They failed to burn the demon cultivators to death, and only burned themselves to death.
Now the flames were extinguished, and the bodies of the righteous disciples were carried out one by one. Yang Shuo also sent a special order to transfer some more demon cultivators from the Tianmo Sect.
Now, the entire Xiaosheng County is completely under the control of the Tianmo Sect.
Zhang Mo stood in front of the county government with his hands behind his back, watching all this, and did not say a word for a long time.
He did not speak, and Lao Li and others behind him did not dare to urge him, so they could only stand here and wait.
No one knew what the master was thinking at the moment. Anyway, everyone only knew that the master had taken the most critical Xiaosheng County almost without bloodshed.
Not only did he drive away the righteous coalition with a trick, but even the lion demon was scared away by the master. It was simply amazing, and I had to admit it.
The current demon cultivators, looking at the master, are like seeing a demon god.
Following such a master, they will have a bright future in the future.
Xiaosheng County is not worth mentioning. Needless to say, Qing County alone will soon become the possession of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
At this time, no one knew what Zhang Mo was really thinking.
He looked at the county magistrate, and then at the county magistrate's deputy, the legal advisor, and even the yamen runners and soldiers behind the legal advisor.
Before he entered the Demon Sect, all of these people were well-known local bullies and well-known figures. Zhang Mo had seen the inconspicuous yamen runner behind him several times when he was a child.
Every time he came to their village, he was ferocious and scolded them at every turn. Especially when paying the imperial grain, the yamen runner's face was even more hateful.
He had to kick the piled grain. The grain that fell out was not counted, which was called fire consumption. And the so-called fire consumption became their private grain.
Sometimes, the fire consumption was even more than the grain to be paid, which made the poor farmers miserable. The court might only collect 20% or 30%, but when they really paid, it was at least 60%.
When Zhang Mo was young, he had a wish that if he became a talent in the future, he would make these bullies and officials who took people's lives pay the price.
Now looking at these people trembling, a fire began to burn in Zhang Mo's heart.
After a long silence, Zhang Mo finally waved his hand behind him.
Yang Shuo was not there, so Lao Li hurried forward and bowed, saying: "Master, please give your orders."
Zhang Mo pointed at the county magistrate and a group of yamen runners, drew a circle with his hand and said: "Take them to the court, and let the people come to sue the officials. If one accuses the truth, kill one, and you can deal with the body freely. Those who are not at fault continue to work for us, and you can choose a few who can do things to fill the county office."
"Understood!"
Lao Li knew what Zhang Mo meant when he heard what he said.
Killing people to establish prestige, plus appeasing the people, and reshaping the rules of their own territory. This kind of thing, every demon sect knows. It's just that each family does it differently.
Some demon sects like to eat up the dignitaries first, then kill half of them and keep the other half, just like raising livestock.
Some demon sects prefer not to change the original structure, and even join forces with local dignitaries to continue to exploit the people. Anyway, as long as these officials are obedient and useful, they can even recruit some of them into the demon sect, making this area more loyal to the demon sect.
It is rare for a sect like the Heavenly Demon Sect to kill officials first and appease the people after arriving. It looks more like the righteous way.
But no one will care about this. As long as you have seen how the sect master confronted the demon cultivator of Mr. Yunshan today, you can probably guess the sect master's hobby.
Haha, killing people and destroying their hearts!
If the righteous way suddenly finds out one day that the people under the rule of the Heavenly Demon Sect love the Demon Sect more than the righteous way, and are even willing to work for the Demon Sect, they will definitely be angry to death.
The sect master is the sect master, with a far-sighted vision.
Old Li has now learned Yang Shuo's tricks. Anyway, as long as it is the order of the sect master, there is no need to hesitate or think too much, just do it.
Don't understand?
It's right that you don't understand. What level is the sect master? What level are you?
If you can understand it, wouldn't it show that the sect master is at the same level as you? Who do you think you are?
A group of people dragged the county magistrate and others away. According to Zhang Mo's judgment, if the people really sue the officials, it would be good if these people can survive 30%. Humph, it can be regarded as retribution.
Seeing that the fire in the government office was completely extinguished, Zhang Mo stepped in.
Entering the government office, a black face quickly came to the front.
"Report to the sect master, the remnants of the righteous path have been completely cleaned up."
Zhang Mo stared at the black face for a long time before recognizing it.
"Yang Shuo?"
Yang Shuo immediately smiled and nodded and said: "Sect master, great harvest. There is a great harvest this time!"
"What harvest?"
Zhang Mo was not interested. He was not interested in gold, silver or jewelry. Money is good, but you have to live to spend it. What Zhang Mo cared about more was that he was going further and further on the path of magic cultivation. One day, he would either die at the hands of the righteous or the hands of the magic cultivators. If there was any way to remove the soul-chasing seal on his body, that would be fine. Forget about the rest.
"Master, please follow me. You will know at a glance!"
Zhang Mo nodded. It was okay anyway, so he followed Yang Shuo to take a look.
The eyes of Lao Li and others behind him were shining. They were familiar with Yang Shuo. This guy was different from other magic cultivators. He was honest and rarely exaggerated. If he said there was a big harvest, then it must be a big harvest.
In addition, their new master has always been generous and rarely robbed treasures from his men. Maybe this time, all of them will get rich!
A group of people surrounded Zhang Mo and came to the backyard of the government office. At a glance, they saw that the yard was full of various large boxes.
Wooden, iron, copper, and even gold and silver.
Yang Shuo opened a few of them at random, and said excitedly: "Master, look, there are jewels, gold, silver, weapons, everything!"
Zhang Mo said calmly.
Yang Shuo saw that the master had no interest in these, and immediately opened an ancient wooden box and said: "There are also pills, for healing, gathering essence, and breakthrough. Master, look at this bottle of barrier-breaking pills, it is equivalent to five years of practice for an average warrior!"