Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years
Chapter 39
Guests From Far Away
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"Yes!"
Cui Heng hurriedly blew on it to extinguish the small flame burning on his fingertips. He's a little surprised.
He sensed something when he read the note written by Monk Hui Shi, so he tried to refine the circulation route and release method according to his Dharmic strength.
He had not expected to light such a terrible fire.
At that moment, the high temperature of this flame almost burned the entire district office to ashes.
If this heat was allowed to erupt, the entire Juhe County would probably be flattened to the ground and turned into scorched earth.
And that was only because he had ignited it with a weak trace of his Dharmic power.
“The use of Dharma power is indeed very profound. It is even stronger than me who purely uses the power of Dharma to condense sword qi.
Cui Heng estimated that if he used all of his Dharmic power to ignite a terrible fire, he might be able to burn mountains and boil the sea.
Of course, how strong it was had to wait until it was actually used.
Thinking of this, he looked forward to what the actual spell would look like.
After all, among the methods he mastered now, whether it was condensing sword qi or lighting a fire, it was actually only useful for martial arts and not real spells.
[Currency 348.21]
Cui Heng glanced at the currency balance. It seemed like he could deduce three spells.
But after thinking for a moment, he decided not to. Currencies are valuable and have many uses. More than that, it was a life-saving trump card.
He had no urgent need for a spell for now. He'll wait till later.
Moreover, the martial technique that had been copied by Monk Huishi was enough for him to know many new methods to use his Dharmic power.
"Republican, just now you ..." Seeing Cui Heng not speaking, Monk Hui Shi finally could not help but ask, "Is that an Immortal technique? ”
“This is just a little trick for experimentation,” Cui Heng said with a smile. “It's okay now. You can go."
"Yes." Yeah." Monk Hui Shi bowed respectfully and apologetically.
After walking out of the area hall, he rushed to a tree. He put his hands in the trunk and breathed heavily. His back was bathed in cold sweat.
After a while, he managed to suppress his fear.
The small fireball gave Monk Huishi the feeling that the sun was rising from Cui Heng's fingertips. As long as it exploded, it would be the end of the world.
“It's too scary. Is that the strength of a Region Lord? Monk Hui Shi was horrified. "Is he still human?" muttered.
...
Three days later.
A tall platform had been set up on the road in front of the Juhe County Office.
Countless citizens surrounded the place again.
However, with Monk Hui Shi acting as the police chief to maintain order here, there seemed to be no chaos at all.
Old men and women were placed in front, followed by people with children. Many people let their children ride on their necks, as they all stared at the elevated platform.
The Complaint Conference is about to begin.
“God of Heaven we really are a living God. He had actually thought of such a method to punish that B*bastard Huang.
"That's fine. If anyone knew how disgusting Huang's necrotic was, it must have been us commoners. I have long wanted to scold these dogs from the Huang.” family
"That's cool. We will finally have a good life in the future. The Huang family has been oppressing us for so long and has finally died. Thank you, Lord of Heaven!”
Many citizens praised Cui Heng, condemned the Huang family, or adored their beautiful future.
Soon, the Huang family members were escorted with shackles by a group of policemen.
Walking in front was Old Master Huang, Huang Shishan.
The crowd suddenly became noisy.
“Death with a thousand wounds! It must die with a thousand wounds! I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood!”
“Leather him alive and put him in the frying pan! Make him suffer!”
The curse of anger rose into the sky like a tsunami.
If not for Monk Hui Shi standing in front to maintain order, these commoners would probably have stormed and beaten all the Huang family members to death.
Even so, many policemen, including Monk Hui Shi, felt fierce public opinion and overwhelming anger.
The Huang family had indeed done many evil deeds. They deserve to die.
"Everyone!"
With the help of four policemen, Zhao Guang grabbed Huang Shishan and climbed onto the platform. He shouted, "This is Old Master Huang, Huang Shishan, the culprit who oppressed us commoners!"
“Tuan Regency is not afraid of power. For the sake of us commoners, he decisively eliminated the Huang family, which had committed all sorts of crimes. Now, he has held this Complaint Conference and wants us to clearly explain how the Huang family oppressed us!
“Shed your grievances in this general assembly. From now on, everyone can say whatever you want!”
Zhao Guang once crossed the mountains from Yan Mountain County to Lu County by begging. He was quite eloquent, so it was perfect for him to host this Complaint Conference.
As soon as he said it—
The explosion!
The crowd immediately exploded with anger. All the commoners present glared at Huang Shishan with red eyes.
“B*fuck Huang, fuck your ancestors! The previous year, there was a drought and the crops were not enough to pay the rent. You actually sent someone to capture my wife and daughter and kill them alive! You deserve to die!”
“My poor husband. He's 60 years old. Last year, he was sick and could not farm for two days. This necrotic huang actually sent someone to capture him to plow the ground with his hands. He died of exhaustion!”
“The Huang family deserves to die a terrible death! Last year, when my daughter was about to get married, a Huang family steward liked her. That night my poor daughter just hung herself! Huu huu!"
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Just like that, the Complaint Conference lasted for three days and three nights. Old Master Huang Shishan's complaint alone took two days and one night.
In the end, this mighty landlord who rode on the heads of all the commoners in Juhe County was scolded to death on the high stage by tens of thousands of people.
Otherwise, this Complaint Conference would probably take even longer.
After the Complaint Conference, it was time to distribute the Huang family's land and property to the citizens.
This made the inhabitants of Juhe County worship Cui Heng like a god.
In fact, many people have worshipped Cui Heng at home and prayed to him day and night.
After the Huang family was wiped out, the commoners also received their own fields and possessions.
The entire Juhe County had entered an unprecedented state of elation.
However, in such an exhilarating atmosphere, a piece of news enveloped everyone's hearts like a mist, leaving them uneasy.
It is said that the rebel forces of King Yan will soon attack Juhe County!
...
On this day, two people came to Juhe County.
One was a young woman who looked to be in her twenties, and the other was a young girl who was only a dozen years old. The two of them were disciples of the Yuhua Sword Pavilion, a large sect in Lu County.
The girl had beautiful features and wore a yellow dress. She's petite, pretty, and frisky. Her bright and lively eyes looked around with curiosity. When he saw the stalls selling snacks on the street, he could not help but stop.
"Senior sister, this Juhe County is very lively and smells very fragrant." He gently pulled the corner of the young lady's clothes and asked gently, "Don't you say that there are terrifying landlords here and commoners living in hell?"
The young lady had gentle facial features and a bright and beautiful appearance. His temperament was dignified and steady. She was tall and wore a plain white dress, giving off a scientific impression.
“This is indeed different from what we knew before.” He was also shocked to see the situation in Juhe County. He frowned slightly and thought, “It seems like there are some changes we don't know about.
“In this chaotic world, there are not many places for people to live and work in peace. It would be a pity if they were destroyed by King Yan's army. This time, we should do our best to help and prevent this place from being destroyed.”
"Should we go find a county magistrate now?" asked the girl, but her eyes were still fixed on the roadside snacks.
"No," said the young lady, shaking her head gently. “Let's ask the people here first.”