dude is so righteous

Pfft!

The director Wang Long only felt his legs go limp and knelt down on the ground.

"Carefully bribing officials, are you guilty?!" Luo Feng said coldly.

The chief bookkeeper Wang Long was stunned for a moment, double standard dog?

Afterwards, thinking of the identity of the person in front of him, he was terrified.

"My lord, please forgive me!"

"Jia Sidao flirted with good women in the street. He committed a heinous crime. You excused him and accused Luo Hong of having an affair with evil spirits. If you want to take this opportunity to take revenge, how can you be convicted?!"

Luo Feng's expression was cold, and an increasingly terrifying pressure was released from his body.

The director Wang Long buried his head on the ground, and he didn't dare to move. Although he knew that Luo Feng was in double standard, he didn't dare to question Dali Temple's behavior style.

"Magistrate Liu, do you know what to do?"

Luo Feng turned his head and glanced at County Magistrate Liu, and said calmly.

County magistrate Liu cupped his hands, his eyes flickered with surprise, and he glanced at Luo Hong, who was clutching the bank note and lost his soul.

The attitude of the envoy from Dali Temple was not like this before. What did Luo Hong do during this period?

It can make such a huge change in the attitude of the envoys of Dali Temple.

Luo Fu Luo's family? !

Magistrate Liu seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his eyes shrank.

Thinking hard!

The chief secretary, Wang Long, was detained and thrown into a dungeon. As for how to judge him, Luo Hong didn't know.

However, thinking about it, it should be very miserable. All the old accounts made by the chief bookkeeper Wang Long over the years have been uncovered and become the shackles of questioning.

Moreover, even Jia Sidao was implicated, and some policemen went to arrest Jia Sidao overnight.

Luo Feng had a gentle chat with Luo Hong.

Of course, they also talked about Luo Hong's affairs in Jishan Village.

"The whole village of Jishan Village was massacred, and the death conditions were cruel. Even the old and weak, women and children were not spared. My son has been to Jishan Village. Can you tell Luo what happened in Jishan Village?"

Luo Feng asked.

Luo Hong was shocked, and in his memory, the horse bandits did not slaughter the village.

"Is it evil?"

Luo Hong took a deep breath and asked.

Luo Feng nodded, "Most of the so-called evil spirits are man-made. Some evil cultivators who have fallen into the lower realm of cultivation, use human life to practice magic."

"Actually, if there is nothing to be afraid of the evil cultivators of scattered people, I am afraid that these evil cultivators are instigated by the evil sects of heaven and earth. This is why this case will alarm Dali Temple."

"Heaven and earth evil door?"

Luo Hong was puzzled.

Luo Feng smiled and took a sip of tea: "300 years ago, the Great Xia Emperor, the Great Zhou Emperor, and the Great Chu Emperor joined hands to sweep away the sects in the world, suppressing the sects for a hundred years, making it difficult for the sects in the three dynasties to breathe. Registered and governed by the dynasty."

"The Heaven and Earth Evil Sect is an illegal organization that has not been officially registered. Not only in Da Xia, but also in Da Chu and Da Zhou."

"Actually speaking of style, it is actually just a street mouse who is good at hiding."

"My lord, there is no need to worry."

Luo Hong nodded, and Luo Feng's next question, he did not hide it, and told him about the horse bandit he encountered in Jishan Village.

Hearing this, Luo Feng showed regret, the horse bandit incident happened before the massacre of the village, so Luo Hong's clue here was also broken.

Although he didn't get the news he wanted, Luo Feng didn't have much regret.

When Ziwei and Fangzheng took Luo Hong out of the Yamen.

Luo Hong saw Zhao Donghan standing in the dark at a glance.

"Son!"

When Zhao Donghan saw Luo Hong coming out, a look of joy appeared on Scar's face.

Ziwei and Fang Zheng glanced at Zhao Donghan, and they went back to the back hall with their nostrils raised.

Luo Hong can be respected by them because of Luo Hong's noble character and the unfathomable senior behind Luo Hong.

Zhao Donghan is a small guard. As the envoys of Dali Temple, they naturally don't pay too much attention.

The night sky is still full of stars.

In front of the county government office.

Luo Hong patted the still thick stack of banknotes, and sighed. This time, he didn't send out a single banknote, but earned a good name instead.

Being a villain seems to be more difficult than he imagined.

A long way to go.

Shaking his head, Luo Hong was wearing a long gown, with a low mood, walking towards Luo Mansion a little bit lonely.

The moonlight is like yarn.

Scattered down.

The backs of the two walking on the cold street stretched very long.

Chapter 15 ? It's a showdown, I don't want to pretend [Please collect, please recommend tickets~]

Luo Hong returned safely to Luo Mansion.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Little Douhua Yao Jing in a light yellow dress standing in the middle of the yard looking forward to it.

Seeing the figures of Zhao Donghan and Luo Hong, Xiao Douhua, whose eyes were red from crying, was relieved, and a bright smile appeared on her pretty face that had been worrying and blaming herself all night.

It's good that the son is fine.

Luo Hong didn't say hello to her. He looked around the yard. Butler Chen and his younger sister Luo Xiaoxiao were not there. Obviously, only Xiao Douhua was there to welcome him back.

The little girl probably couldn't bear it anymore and went to sleep. As for Butler Chen, Luo Hong fell into deep thought.

Thinking of Steward Chen's calm appearance when he was arrested, perhaps, his ability to return safely this time has a lot to do with Steward Chen.

He couldn't figure out what was going on with Butler Chen.

"Forget it, it's late at night, don't bother Uncle Chen anymore."

Luo Hong shook his head.

He glanced at Zhao Donghan, "Old Zhao, come with me to the study."

Zhao Donghan nodded muffled.

When the two came to the study, the maid lit the lamp, and the dark study gradually became brighter.

"The yamen's arrester said you were an advanced martial artist?"

Luo Hong sat on the grand teacher's chair, found a comfortable position, lay down lazily, and asked.

Zhao Donghan stood upright, the scar on his face squirming slightly.

"Yes."

The voice was a little dull, and it seemed that he was unwilling to tell.

Luo Hong, however, was intrigued. He didn't expect that there was a practitioner beside him.

"Can you tell me?"

Luo Hong asked somewhat curiously.

Zhao Donghan glanced at Luo Hong, and found that Luo Hong's face was full of curiosity, which made him extremely entangled in his heart, because he promised Steward Chen not to say it easily.

Just when Zhao Donghan was struggling, suddenly, a voice seemed to be compressed into a thin line, and it was transmitted to his ears, like mosquitoes and flies.

"Young master also has practice, so tell me, it's all right."

A faint voice, no emotional fluctuations can be heard.

Zhao Donghan's eyes lit up, and he raised his head in surprise. It was Steward Chen's voice.

Afterwards, he also looked at Luo Hong in astonishment, has the young master cultivated?

Was it taught by Butler Chen?

If so, Zhao Donghan can inform without burden.

"Young master, Lao Zhao, I am indeed an entry-level martial arts cultivator, an eighth-rank martial arts cultivator, and an iron bone realm."

Zhao Donghan said.

"Eighth-Rank?"

When Luo Hong heard this, his eyes froze immediately.

"Ninth-rank Wuxiu is at the copper skin level, but ten nine-rank copper skins may not be able to defeat eighth-rank iron bones."

Zhao Donghan said somewhat proudly.

"In the Great Xia Army, a martial artist with an eighth-rank iron bone can be a centurion!"

Luo Hong took a deep breath. In other words, ten Luo Hongs are as good as one Zhao Donghan?

"What about the eighth grade?"

Luo Hong asked.

"Above the eighth rank is the seventh rank, and the seventh rank of martial arts is the violent blood realm. After that, the subordinates only know the rank, not the realm."

With Steward Chen's approval, Zhao Donghan did not hide anything.

Copper skin, iron bone, and violent blood are the divisions of martial arts, and this is the first time Luo Hong knows.

"Besides martial arts, are there other ways of cultivation?" Luo Hong asked, leaning on the grand teacher's chair, his eyes flickering.

This is just Luo Hong's tentative inquiry.

However, Zhao Donghan's answer surprised him.

"Yes, there are many systems of practice in the world. Although Wuxiu is the most widely practiced, Wuxiu is the lowest."

Luo Hong sat upright.

Zhao Donghan glanced at Luo Hong, and continued: "In addition to martial arts, there are generally three types of cultivation systems in the world, namely Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism. These three are generally recognized systems. Of course, none of martial arts cultivation systems The coming popularity is."

"In addition to this, there is another kind of sword repair. It was originally a kind of martial arts system, but it became independent later, and it is not weaker than the four major systems."

This practice knowledge seemed to open the door to a new world for Luo Hong.

Luo Hong has never been able to touch the extraordinary power of this world, but now, he has a general vague understanding.

"Thousands of years ago, the consciousness of practice was very vague. The powerful existence of the three major systems of Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism created the ranks of practice together and divided practice into nine specific ranks. Wuxiu also borrowed this division method later, of course. , and other small systems have also learned this way.”

"So, in today's world, practice is divided into nine grades."

Zhao Donghan said, with a look of regret on his face.

"It's a pity that the subordinates are not strong, and they don't know much about some advanced realms."

He felt the young master's thirst for knowledge, however, he had already been hollowed out by the young master.

"Young master also cultivated?"

Suddenly, Zhao Donghan asked with a smile all over his face.

Luo Hong was taken aback, was he finally discovered?

Luo Hong thought for a while.

He had a showdown and didn't hide anymore.

"Ah."

"My son is lucky enough to embark on the path of cultivation."

Zhao Donghan was thoughtful, the young master was able to practice, maybe it was guided by Steward Chen?