In Mr. Fan's already ashamed heart, a big wave suddenly rises and the storm is raging.

Qingjiang old Confucian Fan Wu, jealous like hatred, high morals, friends with the fairy teacher Fang Chi, loyal to the country and love the people. He once wrote "On the Country" and became famous in the world. Seeing the injustice in the world and the evil spirits of the world, as a county guard, there is no way to control, so he incarnates as a ghost, walks in the world, specializes in killing the ghosts who cannot be ruled by law, and is named "ghost official". Pray day and night, hoping that the sky is clear.

Later, because of the incident, he had no face to meet the old friend of the gods, so he left a book to confess his sins. However, when I was dying, I still left a legacy plan to go to the Immortal Palace of Chen Temple and talk about the origins of the world’s ills. I hope to open up business, solve the suffering of the people, and strengthen Xia Guowei...

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In Mr. Fan's heart, lines of words appeared inexplicably.

That is what he can think of. After his death, the world's evaluation of himself...

And this kind of evaluation, to a certain extent, was like a big tree taking root, instantly growing wild in his heart.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake this idea away, but found that he couldn't do it.

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"You...Did you use the soul-stuning method for the old man?"

Mr. Fan's gaze had become a little frightened, and he suddenly yelled at Fang Cun.

And Fang Cun shook his head seriously, and said softly: "The old gentleman understands that the juniors are telling each other frankly!"

"You...you are even more terrifying than using Fright Soul..."

Mr. Fan stared at Fang Cun stubbornly, his eyes became crazy, bloodshot inside. He seemed to rush up to fight Fang Cun desperately, but for a long time, he just smiled bitterly: "You took the name of the old man, It broke the old man’s business and ruined everything that the old man has managed throughout his life, and now... now when you are dying, you still have to use the old man to do your business..."

"Child, how can you be so vicious..."

"The Fangchi of the year, the honest gentleman, how could there be your unscrupulous, cunning and insidious brother..."

"..."

Fang Cun did not speak, but silently listened to Mr. Fan's scolding.

And Mr. Fan scolded for a long time, seeming to swear out all the words he hadn’t scolded in his entire life, but the more he cursed, the more depressed, his voice became lower and lower. At the end, he was silent. After a long time, he whispered. : "But you are right!"

He raised his head and looked at Fang Cun, his eyes were sad: "The old man can only promise you!"

"Unexpectedly, I would really help you and frame myself..."

"..."

Fang Cun's face was expressionless, and he politely politely said, "I am for the people of the world, Mr. Xie!"

"Don't thank me!"

Mr. Fan took a long breath, suddenly sat up straight, and shouted coldly: "The old man will only pay back your cause and effect!"

Speaking and yelling: "Bring paper and pen!"

The little fox on one side got a square-inch look and took the pen and paper he used to practice calligraphy.

Fang Cun took it personally and opened it on the cloud to study ink for the old man.

Mr. Fan seemed to be in a much better mood. He turned the rice paper and saw the scriptures copied by the little fox when he was practicing calligraphy. He sneered and looked at Fang Cun and said: "I thought your family was really all He is a genius who knows everything, and he has a genius, but he is not necessarily, he is clearly a bearded man, but his writing is as immature as a child, and even a little bit evil..."

Fang Cun was silent for a while, and said: "What the old man said is that I will practice this word twice in the future!"

Mr. Fan sneered: "At least ten times more effort is needed to practice!"

Fang Cun nodded seriously.

The little fox on one side shuddered suddenly!

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"What is the second son of Fang doing?"

And when Fang Cun was talking with Mr. Fan on the cloud, there were not many Qi refiners who hesitated.

Now in the spirit well, the spirit spring has risen, and the three elders of the seven clans have also been killed. The high-level gas refiners suffered heavy casualties. Only a few escaped. There are many things left in front of everyone, such as taking the opportunity to rush. To the Seven Clan, use the name of searching for evidence to gain some benefits, such as pacifying the people of Qingjiang, and discussing countermeasures, how to confess what happened here to the upper shrine and so on!

They can naturally do these things, but they can't be absent from the Shoushan Sect.

As for the Shoushan Sect, all were silent at this time, waiting for their elder Fang to give their opinions.

But who could have thought that the elder Fang was hiding on the cloud and hadn't shown up for a long time?

Everyone knows who else is on the cloud at this time, it is Mr. Fan...

Moreover, all the cultivators understood that Mr. Fan must die. He did not die. Everything the Shoushan Sect did was just a joke, but this old gentleman was already seriously injured and it was very easy to kill him. , What else did the second son of Fang say to him?

It can't be Mr. Fan torturing, so ask what secrets?

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Among a hundred people, a hundred speculations arose at this time, and they were all confused, but it was not easy to bother.

Only between the sects, they exchanged glances, and they both had their minds: this time, everyone is satisfied. The next step they have to do is how to get their own share when cleaning up the mess. Benefits, after all, in the previous five cases, a batch of dragon stones was given every three years, and Qingjiang had such a big incident, these dragon stones were already very risky...

Another thing is how to restrict the Shoushan Sect.

At first, Fang Er Gongzi walked five sects to gain fame. They were fascinated by the idea of ​​using Fang Er Gongzi to fight against the gods of the Nine Immortals Sect. Now this matter has exceeded the goal, and the rest is just It is to see how the people in the follow-up suppression of the Shoushanzong, how to determine the degree of importance, how to leave a suitable place for the Shoushanzong in Qingjiang!

Of course, it is a foregone conclusion that the Shoushan Sect will return to the Six Sects.

But they can't really let them jump onto the other five sects at once.

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"Wake up, wake up..."

Outside the city, the parrot woke up the dozing young county guard in dissatisfaction, and said in a whisper, "Master is a pet, not a dog watching for you... I said it has been quiet for a long time inside, what are we? Time to go in and ask for bribes?"

"No hurries……"

The young county guard stretched out and said, "Let them do it by themselves. Anyway, there is a mess in Qingjiang. When they are fighting for themselves, they are overwhelmed and unable to clean up, we will fight the old. Tortoise...no, under the banner of the King of God, go in and make a fake tiger, distribute the benefits, haha, at that time, do you think they will rush to give us benefits?"

The parrot said dissatisfied: "Then you stare, I will sleep for a while!"

The young county guard smiled and said: "Sleep together, now, there will be nothing new..."

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At the end of the alley, the black-clothed boss seriously helped the kitten sharpen his nails.

In the garden, the phoenix-robed goddess king slapped the stone case hard, and said dissatisfied: "It's killed with a sword. What is it?"

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In the clouds far away from Qingjiang City, the god-eyed son Lu Xiao was walking towards the Lu family, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

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"Wow..."

Amidst the uncomfortable silence, suddenly the clouds in mid-air were swept away, and an astonishing gust of wind blew up. It immediately attracted everyone’s attention, and eagerly turned towards it that had been quiet for a long time. Looked over in midair.

Then they saw a figure with a large robe and sleeves slowly revealed.

"Mr. Fan?"

Seeing that man, everyone was taken aback.

They thought that Mr. Fan must have been beheaded, but now they are not dead?

Immediately afterwards, endless doubts rose in their hearts. Mr. Fan was still alive. What is going on? Isn't the second son Fang unwilling to kill him? This can be troublesome. After all, Mr. Fan is a county guard. Even if the cultivators have given him a character and a bad name, no one dared to kill him directly in front of everyone, so as not to provoke him. trouble……

Shoushanzong doesn't kill him, so who can kill him?

"Fine, nothing..."

In the panicked eyes, I saw Mr. Fan wave his sleeves lightly and sighed in a low voice, but the voice made everyone hear clearly: "The old man wrote for the people and Daxia for the first time. Interpretation, it is this, it is to be an official, it is this, to cure Lingjing, it is this, even if... even if it is the incarnation of a ghost official and killing the evil spirits, it is also for this..."

"Wow..."

Countless eyes looked in the air in astonishment.

Accept... admit it?

He actually admitted in public that he is a ghost official?

It is indescribable. At this time, the people in Qingjiang City are waiting, and their eyes are so wonderful...

"Now that the incident has happened, the old man has no face to stand in the world anymore. It's time to get rid of the soldiers..."

And Mr. Fan felt the gaze, how contemptuous he was in his heart, let alone mention it, but his voice was still safe and sound: "However, the old man lynched evil spirits and violated the law of Da Xia, but he thought to himself and never sorry. With this sincere heart, today the old man went away without fear of sin and died. I only hope that the old man’s life can call the eyes of the sky to see the world, give me great summer, and give the people of the world, in exchange for a ray of life..."

"There is a legacy policy here today, and I hope that all of you can think deeply..."

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Fang Cun didn't go to see ~lightnovelpub.net~ What expressions did the Qingjiang refiners and people look like listening to Mr. Fan's words.

With the scattered clouds, he walked slowly to the edge of the city, and entered the boat that had already been parked here.

He listened to Mr. Fan’s impassioned and awe-inspiring words, just as he had said countless times during his lifetime, and then he heard the old gentleman yelling three times, "I will go," followed by the city full of words. People's exclamation and shouting...

"Let's go!"

He sighed lowly and spoke to the little Aoyagi in front.

The ark began to boom and float in the air, slowly moving forward.

"Inu demon, ghost officer, Lingjing... three things, I have done it!"

At this moment, Fang Cun thought to himself, at the same time, he saw the scared look of the little fox.

The cool breeze from outside the boat blew in, and he sat still, his white hair like grass.