Mr. Fan was really puzzled by looking at Fang Cun's eyes at this time.

If it hadn't been for this battle, he had indeed lost, and the general situation had passed, otherwise he would definitely look at Fang Cun like a fool at this time. Now that he has lost everything, he also knows that he is powerless to return to heaven, and at such a young age, he has already lost the vigorous desire to survive as young, and he will not have illusions at this time, let alone Fang Cun originally wanted Force yourself to die?

So he really didn't understand, where Fang Cun had the confidence to say such things...

Let yourself judge yourself, write a confession before you die, and bear all these sins?

Does this kid think of himself as a kid who is frightened and obedient, or is there any other means of controlling people?

Mr. Fan did not believe it!

There are indeed too many weird soul-stuning methods in this world, which can control people's hearts and make people willingly make countless vests. Even before so many people have suddenly identified themselves and betrayed themselves, it seems to have been instigated. However, Mr. Fan didn't believe it, because his natal scripture was "Shujing", and the Qi refiner who repaired "Shujing" was originally the most difficult existence to be deterred.

What's more, not only is his own natal scripture "Shujing", his cultivation base is also much higher than that of people in the field.

Even if you have been seriously injured, it is not so easy to be frightened!

So, at this time, he was really curious and puzzled. What is this kid talking about?

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"The old gentleman doesn't have to look at me with this look, but listen to me!"

At this time, Fang Cun seemed very calm, even a little warm and gentle, and whispered: "I don't intend to force the old man. It is useless to force it. Only the old man willingly confessed his guilt and left the book to be perfect. Bureau..."

The ridicule in Mr. Fan’s eyes became stronger. He really didn’t believe it. How could this kid make him willingly confess his sin...

Even if it is one's own sins, they will not confess, let alone that they are not their own?

"The old gentleman is a matter of ghost officials. The verdict can already be finalized. You must open your mouth and you don't know how to say it. You don't have to expect any reinforcements, because if I had expected it well, the people from the shrine would have already come. I just didn't dare to show up. Of course, the old gentleman should have a lot of opponents in the shrine, so it is hard to say whether this shrine envoy is evil or good..."

Fang Cun smiled and said, "Does the old gentleman fail to see this?"

Mr. Fan suddenly filled his eyes with resentment, and said sternly, "Even if you can kill the old man? You really think that this little trick can coax the foolish people in this city, and also coax the divine palace. Are there people from Chaoge?"

"Fang Jia Erlang, you are not an idiot, but you shouldn't treat everyone in the world as an idiot..."

"..."

"..."

"I didn't treat everyone in the world as fools!"

Fang Cun smiled and replied: "Even if people in this world are stupid, some things will not go so smoothly. Sometimes, the world looks stupid because there are too many smart people, just like the whole Qingjiang I don’t know how many people know that Mr. Fan is innocent, but not many people will stand up to speak for you, because everyone is very smart..."

"you……"

Blue veins appeared on Mr. Fan's forehead, his eyes were like choosing someone.

Fang Cun greeted his gaze and said, "I told the old gentleman some thoughtful things, and you also understand that now your ghost official's name is firmly established. When the beginning and the end are cleared, it is impossible to reverse the case. Even if someone goes all the way to the dark and turns over the case for you, I don't know how many years later, at that time, do you think that the people of Qingjiang really care if you are a ghost official?"

Mr. Fan's eyes were full of hatred at this time, and even some panic appeared.

Because he knew it was true, he didn't have to bow his head, he could feel the gaze of too many people hating him.

"That's why I persuaded the old man to plead guilty!"

Fang Cun smiled and said, "The old man is not ridiculous, please think about it carefully..."

He smiled gently and looked at Mr. Fan's eyes seriously: "The reputation of ghost officials is not so bad at the beginning!"

Mr. Fan was startled slightly, staring coldly on his face.

Naturally, no one knows the ghost official better than him!

In the beginning, the ghost officials appeared in the world, killing demons and eliminating evil, and had an excellent reputation among the people, and they were even set up as a shrine for life.

It wasn't until later that "ghost officials" committed more and more evils, and it gradually became the term for all evil.

He knows the changes here, because there is his will in it.

And as if seeing the change in Mr. Fan’s heart, Fang Cun smiled and said, “It’s irrefutable that the old gentleman is a ghost official. But the old gentleman wants to be the one who hates hatred and cannot understand the hatred in the world. What about the death of the ghost officer of the sword sword demon?"

"Or do you want to kill the innocent ghost officer and die?"

"..."

Mr. Fan was stunned, his eyes fixed on Fang Cun.

And Fang Cun’s face became very serious at this time, and he whispered: "If the old man is willing to accept his sins as a ghost officer, and apologize for himself, the younger generation promises that he will help you distinguish after death. The people of the world make it clear how many people have ever faked ghost officials for evil, and gave this ghost official a clean name... The old gentleman should know how the people would pass on such a reputation...

"you……"

Mr. Fan's pupils shrank tightly.

Just before this attack, he still felt that Fang Cun was a fantasy. He hadn't thought about it. At this time, he was actually slightly moved.

Seeing his intention, Fang Cun said indifferently: "Besides, I won't pursue any more about you stealing my brother's article!"

Mr. Fan suddenly became ruthless and said: "That "On the Country" was originally mine..."

Fang Cun chuckled softly: "Indeed, that article was written by the old gentleman first and became famous. Moreover, my brother has lived for so many years and has never mentioned it. It is very rare to want to revoke the confession, but the old gentleman thinks about it. By that time, you are already a ghost official who does no evil, and who would believe that a person like you can write a high-ethical article like "On the State"?"

"At that time, it is not what I want to say, anyway, the old man is dead..."

He smiled and looked at Mr. Fan, and said, "The dead don't answer their mouths. Is this the truth?"

Mr. Fan's pupils tightened.

At this time, he just wanted to choke Fang Cun to death. He didn't want to hear every word Fang Cun said, and he didn't want to believe it.

But I have to admit that what Fang Cun said is true.

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"If the old man agrees, I still have a big gift to give to the old man!"

As for Fang Cun, he waited quietly for a while, and asked Mr. Fan to fight that day in his heart, and then spoke again.

Mr. Fan suddenly raised his head, clearly inquiring.

Fang Cun did not say it directly, but said: "How does the old gentleman think about the collusion between the seven tribes and the demon sovereign?"

"How to treat?"

Mr. Fan heard that he actually started asking this question, and his eyes suddenly became crazy: "This time, you made a fool of yourself, turned black and white, framed the name of the old man, and broke the foundation of the seven clans, but you really think you are Are you doing good deeds? Haha, the old man can tell you that if you destroy the seven clans, there will be new seven clans. You ruin the seven clans’ business ways, and countless business ways will appear. Even if you stare at Qingjiang County every day, There will also be business roads in Wuhe and Baishan counties. You can't control these things..."

"Qingjiang has continued his life for two years. Two years later, you will see a worse situation, unless someone learns from the former county guard and steals the people’s vitality to continue the life of Lingjing again, but...haha, if you allow After doing this, what would your brother think of you?"

When he said this, he even laughed out loud.

It seemed that Fang Cun was desperate and helpless in the face of the mess.

And Fang Cun just listened quietly, allowing the old gentleman to vent his grievances and dissatisfaction, until the old gentleman had finished venting, he looked at Mr. Fan and whispered: "Qingjiang will not return to the original Looks like, I have already thought of a countermeasure!"

Mr. Fan was startled, and looked at Fang Cun with a cold eye, completely unbelieving.

"It's actually very simple!"

Fang Cun looked at Mr. Fan and said earnestly: "Since the old man can see through the problems, he never thought about it. It's better to block it. Since he knows that this business way is constantly choking, why not just let it go and let others Go to trade with the demon king in the south?"

Mr. Fan's eyes suddenly became round.

He never expected Fang Cun to say such a thing.

The seven tribes secretly traded with the Yaozun, sold forbidden objects, and purchased the Yaodan. It was already a big rebellion, so he wanted to make it public?

This statement is tantamount to a big joke.

At this time, Fang Cun looked very serious, and said, "I know what the old man is thinking. The seven races and the demon venerable trade, transport forbidden objects, and sell demon pills are all acts of anger and grievance, but if you can let go of it. , Allowing them to trade is more likely to hold their trading actions in their hands. When the time comes, they will crack down on the transactions of demonic pills and mortals, but they will encourage food, treasures, wine, and porcelain to exchange them for the land of southern Xinjiang. The sacred mines and treasures, aren't they much better than they are now?"

Mr. Fan, who was originally full of ridicule, gradually condensed his face, but he didn't know what to look on~lightnovelpub.net~ He couldn't help but think about what Fang Cun said. The more he thought about it, the more he felt a little frightened. Some heartbeat.

"Child, you...too naive..."

But in the end, he shook his head and looked at Fang Cun coldly.

Yao Zun once committed Da Xia in the north, he is the enemy of Da Xia, the world's gas refiners, when it comes to the Yao Zun, all hate it, but anyone who has contact with the Yao Zun is a felony, it is an act of adversary, let alone Fang Cun What I said was an open proposal to trade with Yao Zun. Mr. Fan understood that such a proposal could not be made, but just put it forward, it might be slapped to death by countless people...

"I'm not naive..."

Fang Cun whispered, "So, this proposal, I intend to ask the old man to speak, please write it in your suicide note, as a last policy, hand it over to the Palace of Gods... If a living person proposes this proposal, it will definitely be He was scolded as a sieve, but what if the old Mr. Gothe, who was disgusted and hated and could not see the injustice in the world, raised the sword to transform ghosts and angered demons, and raised this argument?"

He looked at Mr. Fan earnestly: "I am fulfilling you!"