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Chapter 56 Heavenly Sounds (First Order Request!)
The magic sword hangs over the Baishan River, and any dragon that swims in the water will be killed if it passes by!

When Gao Jian saw the long sword, he was so shocked that he was speechless!
The sword is three feet and three inches long, plain and ordinary, without any extra decorations, just hanging there -

That's it.

As a result, the dragon dared not move forward, and the thirty-mile-wide river went through the Water Dragon Gate and was cut off there.

What a great spirit and what a sharp sword intent!
A sense of heroism came over Gao Jian, and he couldn't help but admire the man with the sword.

What a courage!
If Gao Jian also had such a magic sword, he would definitely hang the sword at the door of Zuo's house and regulate the sacrifices in the whole state!

Unfortunately, it can’t be hung.

At the same time, Gao Jian tried to comprehend the charm of it.

But it was only for a moment! Gao Jian retreated fiercely!

The charm of it almost devoured his soul!
Gao Jian didn't even have real contact, he just sensed the breath, and he felt as if his whole body was being cut by a knife.

...It's too dangerous. This charm is not for people to comprehend! This is what Bai Ping said. It's just the sword intent left behind. It's not intended for people to see it at all!
Moreover, the brightness of the rusty knife is far from enough.

But these charms and spirits were not leaked
This sword really just hangs there plainly, not moving at all.

Gao Jian sighed, it seemed that he was not capable of coming into contact with this level of divine charm at the moment.

No one is going to touch this sword, just let it hang here. So let it hang here.

Gao Jian turned around, spurred his horse, and rode away on the dragon.

However, after looking at the sword, Gao Jian vaguely realized something.

The leader of the Baijiangshan water tribe is the 'Baishanjiang Dragon Palace', headed by the Baishanjiang Dragon King. In other words, for the Baishanjiang River, the dragons have been imprisoned here in disguise.

The de facto leaders of the Baishan River water tribe, the dragons, have completely lost the possibility of leaving, unless they are willing to abandon their roots here and go to other rivers to develop alone, and then travel by water.

This is very dangerous. When a dragon travels by water, it consumes water transport. The dragons and aquatic creatures in other places will not allow outsiders to come and consume their resources.

If you go there rashly, you will die.

Gao Jian thought about this and returned to Wang Long.

Then, Gao Jian said, "The reason why the water transportation of the Baishan River is so rich is because there are no dragons that can travel on the water. All the dragons live in the Dragon Palace, thus nurturing the Baishan River aquatic creatures?"

"Yes." Wang Long nodded, his expression showing surprise.

He hasn't said anything yet.

"So, the situation of the Baishan River aquatic tribe itself is abnormal. The rich water transportation, coupled with the powerful dragons that cannot move the water and can only accumulate in place, plus the other aquatic tribes that are constantly born because of the prosperous water transportation, make the Baishan River aquatic tribe powerful to an unusual degree."

"Hmm." Wang Long's expression changed a little, and he began to look Gao Jian up and down.

Gao Jian didn't care about these, he just frowned and continued: "As this situation becomes more and more serious, the Baishanjiang water tribe will inevitably face serious internal conflicts. After all, no one can get out, so they can only stay where they are and die in the midst of it?"

"Involution?" It was the first time Wang Long heard this word, but after considering the context, he quickly understood its meaning and nodded.

Gao Jian continued his analysis: "So, the Zuo family, a witch family that specializes in communicating with the gods of mountains and rivers, took action. They used the establishment of the gods to win over the Baishanjiang water tribe and provided the promotion future that the Baishanjiang water tribe needed, giving the Baishanjiang water tribe a new way out besides internal circulation."

"So, the power of the Zuo family has been greatly enhanced because of the Baishanjiang Water Clan, and it has become a situation where 'one long hand is worth two'. The Baishanjiang Water Clan also needs the Zuo family to provide them with the possibility of promotion. The two have joined forces, so that almost all the original mountain and water gods have been replaced by the Baishanjiang Water Clan..."

"This is the current situation in Cangzhou, right? Is this what you want to tell me, Brother Wang?" Gao Jian stared at Wang Long and asked.

Wang Long was stunned.

Wang Long's original plan was to wait for Gao Jian to witness this scene and then slowly uncover the reasons behind it, and combined with the many gardens in the inner city of Cangzhou that he had seen before, persuade him to give up being an enemy of the Zuo family.

After all, the Zuo family is really powerful.

But he said nothing. Gao Jian relied entirely on guessing, and he guessed the situation almost exactly.

He now looked at Gao Jian as if he were a monster, and said with a strange expression: "Well... I really just wanted to say this."

"Thank you for telling me. Now I know the location of the Zuo family." Gao Jian nodded with admiration.

Originally he was still thinking about how to solve the problem. It would obviously be a death sentence to rush into a head-on confrontation with the aristocratic families. But now, his thoughts became much clearer.

I really have to thank Wang Long. After understanding these, he will be able to take better action.

Wang Long also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Gao Jian knew the difficulty and thought that he could make the two sides reconcile. So he smiled and said, "I'm glad you understand. Then we will go back and you can take care of your injuries."

"Yeah." Gao Jian nodded.

The two of them returned to the camp together.

No one knew where Wang Long had gone, while Gao Jian began his daily practice.

With the help of the medicine, and the delicacies he had eaten, Gao Jian's blood and energy were abundant, and his healing speed was like a freak.

By the next day, his injuries had healed, but he had not yet completely digested the spiritual materials in his stomach.

But Gao Jian was ready to take the next step.

He has fully understood the situation.

The Zuo family, together with the Baishanjiang tribe, have been expanding their influence in Cangzhou, and it is clear that no one can stop them now. However, due to the authority that the imperial court has established over the past many years, as well as pressure from other families, they can only maintain the situation to this point.

People like Gui Liu are probably the work of the Zuo family.

In such a huge Cangzhou, how many ghost willows are there? How many river gods are there?

Besides, Gao Jian said.

The Zuo family owes his friend a hand.

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On the second day, Gao Jian rested for the whole day.

By evening, Gao Jian had arrived at the outer city of Cangzhou again.

He had already decided what he was going to do these days, which was to seek justice for the more than 500 mass graves in the outer city of Cangzhou.

He would not skip any mass grave or any sane ghost he could find.

Gao Jian believes that these mass graves are all unjust and that the people who are suffering here do not deserve it.

During this period, Gao Jian was not prepared to expose any hostility towards the Zuo family.

There is no need for that. Now that you don’t have the strength to overthrow the Zuo family, jumping around will make you look like a clown. There is no need for that.

So, tonight, Gao Jian came to the second mass grave again.

He stood at the mass grave, and the wind was still gloomy.

This time, the ghosts here have become powerful, and among them has emerged a fierce ghost that has absorbed all the souls. It is a skinless ghost.

The so-called skinless ghost is one whose skin has been peeled off.

When Gao Jian saw it, his heart trembled.

The skinless ghost was naked and skinless, like he was wearing a red shirt. Pus and blood stuck to the ground kept flowing, and it seemed that the pain went into his bones. His skinless skin touched the sharp bricks, stones and sand, which sank into his flesh, causing pain in his heart and lungs, and blood was pouring out even more.

"I... it hurts." The skinless ghost crawled towards Gao Jian, seeming to have lost his mind.

Gao Jian squatted down and said, "I'm here to help you get justice."

The skinless ghost was stunned for a moment, and his painful eyes seemed to clear up.

So he said, "How can you... help me?"

"Who peeled off your skin? Who caused so many of you to die here? Tell me and I will help you get justice." Gao Jian said solemnly.

When the skinless ghost heard this, he was stunned for a long while.

After a while, he finally said, "It's... the coach of the Flying Wings Martial Arts School. He's very powerful... I'm so scared, I'm so scared... I'm in so much pain."

As the skinless ghost spoke, he began to cry miserably, his whole body trembling, his red muscles rubbing against the ground, making people feel the same way and their scalps tingling. The Wing-Flying Martial Arts School?

Gao Jian suddenly recalled that he recognized the name.

He had met a man named Zhang Yiyuan before, in front of the Zhenchi Martial Arts School, and that Zhenchi Martial Arts School... almost beat to death a young man who was learning boxing.

So Gao Jian nodded again: "Leave it to me."

Gao Jian stood up.

An hour later, he took incense and candles and placed a human head in the mass grave.

"I brought it to you. Are you feeling better?"

"If you feel better, help me."

The skinless ghost began to wail.

After a while, he stopped crying: "I...will definitely help you."

Gao Jian nodded.

Time to go to the next one.

Overnight, like a dragon breaking through a river, the outer city of Cangzhou was flooded with blood.

In just one night, a total of thirty-seven heads were placed in front of one mass grave after another.

When the sky was slightly bright, Gao Jian shook his rusty knife.

There is a three-inch gleam of light on the rusty knife, which is eye-catching.

But he didn't care about these. He just sheathed his sword and looked at the rising sun in the sky.

The sun shone on his face.

This evening was a real treat.

The stories of these wronged ghosts made Gao Jian feel extremely heavy in his heart, so every time he accepted their tears and then killed those people, he felt only pleasure.

Someone should have done this a long time ago.

Killing someone does not require punishment by life, but the honest person has to die and even suffers after becoming a ghost. This does not make sense.

Gao Jian also discovered one more thing.

The thirty-seven people he slaughtered tonight were all humans, not God.

In a place like the outer city of Cangzhou... there are more bad people than bad gods.

But it's normal. How many gods can there be? There are tens of millions of people in the outer city of Cangzhou. At most, there are less than a thousand gods, about one for every ten thousand people.

But there are countless bad guys.

Gao Jian put away his sword and prepared to return to the camp.

Now there is three inches of light on the tip of the knife, so he plans to go back and comprehend the second level of the Xuanhua Tongmen Dao Song.

With the second level, comparing with the first level, Gao Jian felt that it shouldn't take long for him to break through to the second level.

However, at this moment, Gao Jian saw Zuo Baicang, who had delivered medicine and banquet to Gao Jian before, at the intersection of the alley.

He was standing at the edge of the alley where there were few people, as if he was waiting for me.

"Tsk." Gao Jian couldn't help but be amazed.

The Zuo family actually controls many gods, and it is difficult to escape the other party's eyes in Cangzhou City, or even in the entire Cangzhou.

The Zuo family should know what I did that night.

"Captain Gao, you are very busy every day." Zuo Baicang came up and said with a smile.

"Chief Priest Zuo, what's wrong?" Gao Jian also smiled and bowed.

"It's nothing, I just admire the high-ranking officer for standing up for the people. However, this seems to be beyond the authority of the Huangquan Guard, right?" Zuo Baicang said.

Gao Jian was surprised and asked back: "How could it be outside the scope of Huangquan Guards' duties?"

"Master Zuo, think about it, these ghosts, if they stay in Cangzhou City, they will be a big hidden danger, right? There are many resentful ghosts and even evil ghosts among them. In the past, they were suppressed by many gods, so they did not cause a disaster."

"And now, as a Huangquan Guard, it is my job to eliminate the hidden dangers of these ghosts."

Gao Jian's words made sense, and Zuo Baicang nodded slightly: "But... Gao Xiaowei killed so many people, aren't you afraid of being held accountable? The law can take care of it."

Gao Jianze stepped forward, patted the other person on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, why are you saying this, Chief Priest Zuo? If the outer city is really governed by the law, why are there so many mass graves?"

"I understand. Don't worry. I just can't stand seeing these things. I'm not stupid. If it really comes to that, I will turn a blind eye."

After hearing these words, Zuo Baicang finally smiled with relief.

Then, he showed a friendly smile and said, "Then please continue to perform your duties, Lieutenant Gao. If necessary, the Zuo family will cooperate."

"Please take care of me, please take care of me." Gao Jian also smiled back.

Zuo Baicang was in a very good mood and pointed to the roadside: "The food in the outer city is poor, but there are a few breakfast restaurants with unique flavors. Let's eat together before going back?"

"Okay, okay." Gao Jian agreed readily.

Zuo Baicang made way and walked out of the alley into the sunlight with Gao Jian.

In the early morning of Cangzhou outer city, a busy day had already begun.

The night watchman holds an iron plate in one hand and knocks on it with an instrument in the other, singing the current time to inform everyone of the arrival of morning.

There is no need for the general to report at five o'clock in the morning, as the clanging sound of a piece of iron passes through the door.

Although the water of many rivers in Cangzhou is pitch black, there are still people rowing boats passing by. The sound of oars hitting the water breaks up the morning light reflected on the river.

Carpenter, blacksmith, cooper, oil seller, shoemaker, fan painter.

One shop after another opened, including a needle shop, a dye shop, a tooth comb shop, a book shop, and all the vendors in various trades and stalls had arrived early.

The morning sets the tone for the day, so they rush to work early to do business so that they can sustain their livelihood for the next day.

These people are selling their wares
Thanks to them, there are so many items in the morning market that it is impossible to list them all.

Even though the outer city of Cangzhou is in such a mess, it is still the home of tens of millions of people after all.

Gao Jian and Zuo Bai Cang in the morning sun
This is what is called, blending in with the world.

Zuo Baicang was very happy that Gao Jian could be with Guang Tongchen, so that there wouldn't be so many complications.

The two of them ordered two bowls of soup noodles. Although there were no rare ingredients, it was autumn now. In the early morning of autumn, the breath was as white as autumn silk. It was just right to have a bowl of hot soup noodles at this moment. Although it was not particularly delicious, it was salty and had a unique taste.

Even under such conditions, people can always find ways to make themselves feel better and eat better.

Just like what Liu Ping said.

Things in this world are either bitter or sweet.

People in difficult situations are always good at finding the little sweetness in life.

"It's very noisy in the morning in the outer city, right?" Zuo Baicang seemed a little troubled as he listened to the hawking sounds.

Gao Jian just ate noodles but didn't say anything.

That is the human voice, the sound of life.

This kind of sound is more beautiful than all the sounds in nature combined.

(End of this chapter)