MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 217 My responsibility

  Chapter 217 My Responsibilities

  Clouds cover the moon, only the stars remain.

   Wei Yang heard the sound of gold and iron horses outside the canyon, panicked for a moment, and couldn't help looking at Lin Ye.

   When he saw that Consultant Lin was still sitting calmly, he was relieved.

   It should be no big problem.

   And soon he also knew what the sound of the golden horse and iron horse outside the canyon was.

  An army, judging from the costumes, it should be the army of the Han Dynasty.

Wei Yang watched the old village chief standing up and facing the leader of the army. Through the conversation between the village chief and the leader, Wei Yang knew that the leader was the school lieutenant, ordered by Chen Qian, the governor of Beidi, to out to pursue the enemy.

  The village head informed the captain that they were villagers who had taken refuge, and asked the villagers to provide food for these soldiers. However, when the village head took the villagers to prepare food, he did not notice the cold eyes of the captain.

   "My lord, the higher-ups asked us to come out to kill the enemy, but the enemy has already run away. If we fail to kill the enemy, we may not be able to go back to do business."

   "Then what do you think?"

   "The villagers here have already moved from their original residences, and their household registrations are no longer available for inquiry. Moreover, people in this village moved without the consent of the government. This is tantamount to desertion and should be severely punished according to the law."

   "Since that's the case, why don't we kill these people and take their heads to pretend to be the enemy army, so that you can turn to Master Chen when the time comes."

  The captain pondered for a while, and the next moment he swung his long knife.

  Wei Yang saw the bloodiest and cruelest scene in his life.

  These soldiers rushed into the village and raised their spears at the villagers who were giving them food. Within a quarter of an hour, there was no one alive in the entire village.

  Looking at the staring child lying down not far in front of him, Wei Yang felt his whole body trembling, not fear or chill, but anger.

   Kill the good and take the credit!

  These soldiers went so far as to slaughter innocent people of their own country.

Seeing these soldiers kill the villagers and then raised their swords to chop off the heads of the villagers, Wei Yang couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to rush to grab the butcher's knife from the soldier who was about to chop off the child in front of him. Unfortunately, his The hand went straight through the long knife, even through the soldier's body.

   Wei Yang was stunned, and the next moment he looked at Lin Ye.

   "These are things that happened thousands of years ago. They have become facts and cannot be stopped."

  Lin Ye shook his head. If he could stop it, he would have stopped it long ago.

  The soldiers beheaded all the villagers, looted all the food, and then set a big fire, and left the canyon with the heads of seventy-three villagers in the light of the fire.

  Killing the good and pretending to be meritorious is a common thing for ancient frontier generals.

  The few four words in history, he didn't think they were heavy, but after seeing them with his own eyes, he knew what these four words meant?

  Especially the moment before, these villagers still appeared vividly in front of him.

  The flame didn't last long, and soon dissipated, because a heavy rain fell from the sky.

  The torrential rain extinguished the flames of evil, and also washed away the blood on the villagers. Seventy-three headless corpses were lying on the ground like this.

  Looking at these headless corpses, Wei Yang suddenly understood why those children let him remember their names and facial features.

   "My name is Maodan!"

   "My name is Furball!"

   "My name is Maomao!"

   "Uncle, you must remember our names."

   "Uncle, my name is Mao Mao, don't forget, I have a mole on my face."

   "Let's go!"

Lin Ye got up and walked out of the canyon. Wei Yang followed silently. When the two reached the mouth of the canyon, the figure of the old village chief appeared again, saluted the two of them, and then turned to lead the way. .

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   There are ancient temples deep in the mountains.

  A local Buddhist temple fell in front of Lin Ye and Wei Yang.

  The old village head stood at the gate of the temple, looking at the temple door with some fear, and did not dare to step in.

   "Old man, what did you bring us here for?"

  Wei Yang asked suspiciously. He originally thought that the old village head would take them to find the heads of the villagers, but he did not expect to bring him and Consultant Lin to the temple.

   "Two distinguished guests, the heads of our villagers are in this temple. It has been more than a thousand years, and all resentment has dissipated. We just want to take the heads and bury them with the corpses so that we can reincarnate."

  The old village head plopped and knelt down in front of Lin Ye and Wei Yang: "I hope that the two distinguished guests will come to the rescue."

   "Why does the old man need to be like this, he should do his part to eat a sumptuous feast."

  Lin Ye slightly raised his right hand, and the old man stood up uncontrollably. Looking at this quiet ancient temple, Lin Ye strode in, followed by Wei Yang.

  Entering the ancient temple, Wei Yang saw seventy-three pointed stone towers erected in the temple courtyard. Each stone tower was about two meters high, wide at the bottom and pointed at the top, and a talisman was attached to each stone tower.

  In the main hall directly in front of the courtyard, there is a stone statue erected.

Seeing this stone statue, Wei Yang had a look of surprise on his face. This stone statue is exactly the same as the stone statue that was smashed by Consultant Lin before. Various colors.

  These colors not only failed to enhance the beauty of the stone statue, but made the Bodhisattva's face look a bit hideous and strange. Just looking at this Bodhisattva, Wei Yang felt a little chills in his heart.

   "Chen Qian, the governor of the Northern Han Dynasty, is a majestic frontier official, and he is willing to hide in this small temple!"

  Lin Ye's sudden opening put Wei Yang on alert. He looked around, but found no other figures in the courtyard.

   "Who are you? Why do you want to be an enemy of this official?"

  A hoarse voice came from the hall. Wei Yang looked into the hall and found that the mouth of the stone bodhisattva moved.

  Chen Qian, the prefect of Beidi County, turned out to be this stone Bodhisattva?

   "It's not an enemy of you, it's just entrusted by those unjustly killed villagers to retrieve their heads so that they can go to the underworld to reincarnate safely."

"Are you here for these resentful ghosts? At the beginning, these resentful ghosts were full of resentment. I suppressed their heads here because I wanted to save them. Since you are entrusted by them, I will give you a For the sake of face, let you take these heads and leave."

  This prefect Chen is very talkative, Lin Ye also smiled and said: "Your Excellency is so talkative, why don't you let me complete my duties."

   "What is your role?"

   "Slay ghosts, punish evil!"

  Lin Ye whispered, and the whole temple became silent because of his words.

  He didn't mean to be mysterious when he said this. These days, Lin Ye has also discovered a change in himself, that is, if any ghost has a grievance, as long as he is close, he will feel it.

  He thought about it carefully. This special feature started after he refined the Seal of the City God. After thinking for a while, he probably found the reason.

  The Seal of the City God is owned by the City God, and it governs the ghosts of a place. If the ghosts are wronged, they can also seek justice from the City God's Yin Division.

  I have refined the Seal of the City God, but I am not the City God, so I can only vaguely sense some of it, and those ghosts who have been wronged may also feel the same, so they come to me to sue for justice.

   In a sense, I can be regarded as a non-professional Yin Division.

PS: This year, I have relatives from my wife’s family on my side. They pay more frequent New Year’s greetings. In the first lunar month, Jiudeng usually merges two chapters into one chapter and updates them together. If the number of words is not enough, Jiudeng will try to make up a chapter. I hope everyone understands, morning 2 After finishing writing, go to bed, and continue to pay New Year's greetings during the day.

  (end of this chapter)