This female leader is a little bit stronger

Ning Ye: ???

Who?

Sheriff?

Ning Ye raised his head and looked at the other person with suspicion.

The middle-aged man in front of me who claimed to be the county magistrate was sloppy in appearance, wearing patched clothes from head to toe, and had nothing. He looked like someone who could beg on the street with a broken bowl.

Although Ning Ye had never met a county magistrate, she had met two or three county magistrates. Which one of them was not majestic and full of official airs?

The rank of a county governor should be higher than that of a county magistrate, right?

Even if he is a people-friendly county magistrate, he wouldn't be so people-friendly as to go to the slums, right?

Seeing that Ning Ye didn't believe him, Yang Yanxiu took out a glittering official seal from his sleeve and handed it over.

Ning Ye turned it over to look at the bottom.

[Seal of Saiwon County]

This is incredible! I didn’t expect that this person is actually the county magistrate!

Return the official seal respectfully.

Ning Ye shrank the gourd and put it in her hand, then introduced herself by pinching her fingers together. "I'm Ning Ye, you can also call me the Goddess of Nine Heavens Blessings and Fortune."

County Magistrate: Σ (?д?lll)

The official seal was almost dropped.

……

The county magistrate's mansion was deserted, with grass three feet long growing in the cracks of the walls.

Yang Yanxiu invited Ning Ye back home, dug out a usable cup from a pile of rubble, washed it carefully, then filled it with a glass of water and handed it to Ning Ye.

He was the only one in the county magistrate's office.

Perhaps, this place can no longer be called a palace.

It's just a few broken walls, struggling to support a few broken roofs.

After Ning Ye had a conversation with him, he realized that he had fallen into this situation from being a county magistrate because he refused to go along with the Servant of God Cult.

Since the Evil Eye appeared, people in the county town began to believe in it, and the county governor's power was gradually lost.

The Evil Eye replaced the governor, but did not kill him.

Ning Ye heard a lot of information on the way here, including some about Yang Yanxiu. Some said that he was sacrificed alive, some said that he offered his soul to the gods, and some said that he was cut into a human pig... In short, there were all kinds of versions.

Yang Yanxiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "A county cannot be without a county governor. If I die, the Human Emperor will definitely send a new county governor, which will also be troublesome for the Servant of the Gods."

Ning Ye nodded. She was very optimistic about Yang Yanxiu. He held on to the little bit of justice in his heart and believed that it was better to live a miserable life than to die.

Yang Yanxiu then asked Ning Ye, "Nine Heavens Goddess of Fortune and Blessings, I've heard of your deeds in the surrounding towns. The people are blessed to have you. May I ask, are you coming to the county capital to deal with the Evil Eye itself?"

Ning Ye said yes.

When Yang Yanxiu heard this, he was not happy but worried instead.

"The people of the county town have been bewitched by the Evil Eye for too long, and their hearts have long been twisted. If we want to deal with the Evil Eye, we must get past those crazy believers, which I'm afraid will not be that easy."

Ning Ye thought so too.

She had seen the Servant of Gods Cult from afar today. Countless people were kneeling densely around the magnificent palace.

In front of the evil eye was a blood wall made of human lives. If there was no other way, she could only tear down the wall.

or……

I don't know if it's okay to drill a hole in there?

Ning Ye pinched his chin and thought.

Yang Yanxiu suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "I have an idea."

Ning Ye temporarily put aside the plan of digging a hole and asked him what he could do.

Yang Yanxiu took a deep breath, as if he had made a difficult decision.

He carefully took out the official seal from his sleeve and touched it with his palm. "The Servant of Gods has been forcing me to hand it over voluntarily. Perhaps, I can use this to exchange for a chance to face the Evil Eye directly."

"You want to do this?" Ning Ye was a little moved.

The man was dressed in rags, but his official seal was spotless, which was enough to prove how much he cherished it.

It is not only a symbol of his identity, but also the dignity and bottom line of his official career, and a testament to his righteousness.

Three thousand avenues.

Confucian scholars follow the path of being an official.

Ning Ye didn't understand Confucianism very well, but she knew that once a Confucianist voluntarily gave up his official position, it was like a swordsman giving up his sword.

His great path was also ruined.

Yang Yanxiu smiled bitterly. "I've been the county magistrate for so many years, and the evil eye has been hanging over my head for so many years. My former ambitions have long since vanished, and I feel so ashamed of the people here. Now, I finally have a chance to redeem myself. Even if the price is to cut off my own path, I am willing to do it."

Ning Ye applauded him with great admiration.

Suddenly he asked, "You are a Confucian cultivator. Can you settle accounts?"

Yang Yanxiu, feeling moved by himself: ???

Is there any connection between settling accounts and dealing with the evil eye?

“…A little.”

Ning Ye patted his shoulder, looking very optimistic about him. "Very good. Then, when I solve the evil eye, I will hire you as my accountant."

She thought that this man was upright, pedantic and honest, and would not engage in corruption.

It's a waste of talent to be a county magistrate.

He should come to her Tianning Sect to work as an accountant!

Yang Yanxiu, who suddenly understood the arrangement, said: ...

……

Just do it.

On that day, Yang Yanxiu informed the Servant of God that he was going to resign.

A deacon met him.

The deacon is very arrogant and starts to mock him whenever he sees him.

"Who did I think it was? Isn't this County Magistrate Yang? How could the ever-honest County Magistrate Yang finally come to his senses? Instead of calling us a mob, he's going to join us in the fold? Hahahaha..."

Yang Yanxiu's face was gloomy. He ignored his sarcasm and said, "I have a wish to fulfill. I want to see the Lord God!"

The deacon acted arrogantly and said, "Junior believers are not qualified to see the Lord God. Besides, you haven't even joined the God-Serving Cult yet, so you're not even a junior believer."

Yang Yanxiu took out the official seal and held it high, "So I'll use it in exchange!"

Seeing the official seal, the deacon's eyes shrank instantly, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. As long as I can see the Lord God and fulfill my wish, I'll give you the position of County Magistrate!"

The deacon narrowed his eyes and examined it. He said, "This is a serious matter. I can't make the decision, but I will inform the Right Envoy as soon as possible. You go back and wait for news."

Yang Yanxiu sighed, turned around to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the deacon.

"Wait!"

The deacon's malicious voice came from behind him, "Since County Magistrate Yang has decided to join us and become a follower of the Divine Lord, you must at least show your sincerity to the Divine Lord, right? The path ahead of you is the path of my sect. You might as well crawl back along this path."

Yang Yanxiu's body tensed up suddenly, his hands clenched into fists, and he didn't move.

The deacon stared at his back and said sarcastically, "Yang County Magistrate, you seem very unhappy. Could it be..."

"Nothing."

The hard knees hit the ground with a thud.

A sharp laugh immediately sounded behind him.

Yang Yanxiu ignored him, staring firmly ahead and crawling forward step by step.

He passed by many people who were worshipping God, and seeing their identical numb yet fanatical looks, tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.

far away.

Ning Ye sat on the roof with his legs bent, turning the Crescent Moon Sword in his hand, staring at the sad scene.

Whispering in my heart——

Yang Junshou, Yang Junshou.

The people here have long since abandoned you and embraced evil gods, yet you still refuse to give up on them?

What you exchanged for your official career is more than just the opportunity to meet the evil god.

What you are exchanging are the lives of those people whose souls have long been corrupted!

I don’t know whether it’s worth it or not.

Ning Ye turned the Crescent Moon Sword in his hand, stood up and went back.

……