Red Heart Survey

Zhuangguo Xin'an City.

Before offering sacrifices to the temple, an old man with white hair couldn't afford to kneel.

In the huge city of Xin'an, few people recognize him.

But if he was in the former Fenglin city, almost everyone would know him.

Because he was the City Lord of Fenglin before Wei Quji.

His governance can be described as benevolent and diligent.

During his time in Fenglin City, he visited every town and village under his rule. This is something Wei Quji has never done before. There is no second city lord in the entire Zhuang Kingdom to do this.

Thirteen-year-old Du Yehu murdered in court, and he personally presided over the reversal of the case. He also sent Du Yehu to the Taoist monastery for training, and this is how Du Junye, who is now becoming famous in Jiujiang Xuanjia, is born.

When he was in Fenglin City, he was deeply loved by soldiers and civilians. Later, he felt old and frail, unable to consolidate his cultivation, and voluntarily resigned from office to provide for the elderly.

In his life, he has no children, no relatives and no disciples.

At that time, Zhuang Gao admired Yong, and he made great achievements in battle.

Because of meritorious service, he took over Fenglin City from Zhuang Ting without taking a single cent. After dedicating his life, he returned Fenglin City to the country.

But now, the Fenglin city area is gone.

In the entire Fenglin city area, not a dog, a chicken, or even a handful of dirt was left behind.

It is said that the road of bones is causing chaos.

Where does a cult that has been silent for a hundred years get so much energy?

What does the Zhuang Guo Criminal Investigation Department do? Why didn't you notice it beforehand?

Why is it that the entire Fenglin city is dead, but Dong A is able to live alone!

Why did Dong A understand the conspiracy, Du Ruhui, the majestic national teacher, who is famous all over the world, is still too late!

Why……

Zhuang Ting's explanation can convince everyone in the world.

Not because of how perfect and infallible that explanation was.

It's just because those people are not from Fenglin City.

It's just because there is no one in Fenglin City!

Only him, Lewis.

Only this old body and dying life are still struggling to pursue.

But when he asked the country's prime minister, the country avoided seeing each other.

He asked the king, and the king locked the deep palace.

He asked the officials, but the officials ignored him.

Who would pay attention to an old man who is no longer likely to rise, an old man with weak breath, collapsed practice, and no combat power at all?

Especially since he was so stubborn that he insisted on uncovering the sores and scars when the whole Zhuang country was thriving.

The old man is now a white man.

The white old man Liu Yi'an came and went alone in the huge Xin'an City, questioning him for a full nine days.

For nine full days there was no answer.

Nobody cares.

On the tenth day, he knelt down in front of the sacrificial hall.

He wants to ask Taizu!

If the Taizu was still there, would he not say a word when he saw the situation and the situation today?

"The king is like a boat, and the people are like water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it!"

He wept loudly before the altar.

Helpless as a child.

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Outside the temple, at the corner of the opposite long street.

Dong A, Deputy Prime Minister of Zhuang Guo, stood with his arms folded and said nothing.

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Outside the former site of Fenglin City.

Du Ruhui, with black hair like ink, stood with his hands down. Although his face looked old, his back was as straight as a gun.

In the entire Zhuang Kingdom, there is naturally only one person who can make him so respectful - Zhuang Gaoxian, the lord of the Zhuang Kingdom.

It was a middle-aged man with a peaceful face, carefully looking at the Fenglin city area shrouded in fog. At first glance, it is no different from the ordinary wealthy and noble gentry who are out for spring.

Just looking at his appearance, no one would imagine that he is such a decisive man. His toughness and sharpness in state affairs surpassed the previous monarchs of Zhuang Kingdom.

After watching it for a while, Zhuang Gaoxian said with a smile: "Teacher, this time, he completely hurt the Bone Cthulhu. He wanted to drag this place into the netherworld, but he only stopped halfway through. Let the Fenglin City sink into In the gap between the present world and the nether world, let this place become a dead place. It will not be digested by the nether world, and it will leave a scar on my village forever. Such harming others and benefiting oneself shows the heart of resentment."

If the Fenglin city area is pulled into the Netherworld as a whole, this area in this world will be erased. At that time, the area adjacent to the Qichang Mountains may be Wangjiang City or Sanshan City. As time went on, it was gradually forgotten by people.

But now stuck in the boundary between reality and the netherworld, Bone Venerable God wasted his divine power for nothing, and he could not receive any benefits. And Zhuang Guo will leave this place of death forever. Everyone who sees this dead land will recall this period of history.

As early as when Zhuang Gaoxian was still the prince, Du Ruhui was his teacher.

After Zhuang Gaoxian ascended the throne, he will not be the second choice for the position of Prime Minister.

"Your Majesty." Du Ruhui bowed and said, "Old ministers have heard that the ancient holy lord is happy when the people are safe, and weeps when the people are suffering. You should not laugh outside the former site of Fenglin City. Zhuang Jun ascended to Dongzhen, and it is Zhuangguo's honor." Rong. Sacrificing the people to achieve this state is the disgrace of Zhuang Jun. Besides, those souls who will never rest in peace are right in front of His Majesty."

"Gao Xian has been taught." Emperor Zhuang immediately solemnly said, "It is true that I caught up with that old man of Yongguo, thinking that the border will be safe from now on, and the people will be peaceful, I am a little carried away."

Zhuang Gaoxian's current realm has surpassed that of Du Ruhui, but he still maintains the students' respect for the teacher.

When Du Ruhui heard the words, he neither chased and beat him endlessly, nor cherished any comfort. Instead, gently debunk the topic.

"Your Majesty can set up a memorial monument outside this area as a memorial. The responsibility for the loss of land will be recorded on the monument as a national vendetta. The removal of the bone road will be re-listed as a national policy and vowed to comfort the souls of the dead. In this way, the common people can complain and win the hearts of the people. , to gather public opinion."

Zhuang Gaoxian was amazed: "This is a sincere and precious word!"

The last time Zhuangguo made the eradication of the Bone Path a national policy was the era of Taizu Zhuang Chengqian. At that time, the bone road was indeed uprooted.

Today, the momentum of the resurgent Tao of Bones is far less than that of the past. But re-establishing this policy can still awaken the memory of the people of Zhuangguo. It not only expresses the intention of maintaining the ancestral system, but also shows the determination to be irreconcilable with the way of bones.

Concentrate all public grievances on Bai Gudao. Once the bone road is pulled out, not only will Zhuang Gaoxian not be reviled because of the fall of Fenglin City, but he will win the hearts of the people because of his pro-revenge.

Du Ruhui's fall is like spring wind turning into rain, with sophisticated and mellow methods.

This is also an important reason why he was able to support Zhuang Ting while Zhuang Gaoxian was recovering from his injuries.

The mist surged in Fenglin City, which also covered up the tragedy. It seems that all the stories that happened in this area have been lost in Yin and Yang. There will be no more days.

"I have also seen the formation of no birth and no death. What will your majesty want to do?"

Zhuang Gaoxian flicked his sleeves lightly: "Since you are in Qinghe County, how can you not visit your elders in Qingjiang?"

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After Youguo left, Jiang Wang continued to move in the direction of Qiguo.

Heaven's Blessed Country is just a part of the journey for him, and he has his own way to go.

Hurrying is not the only purpose, what is more important is to practice sword, body and mind along the way.

Take the heaven and earth as the furnace, the world of mortals as the fire, and your own body as copper.

From the small week to the big week.

Climbing a mountain, wading a river, resting in a shop, encountering injustice...draw your long sword.

The path under your feet is getting longer and longer, and the path of practice is getting wider and wider.

Gradually he felt that something was changing.

It's like a road covered by clouds and fog, becoming clearer and more certain.