Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 650: I will accept your daughter Chuchu with pleasure
Chu Pingsheng didn't care that the God of Capture was on the verge of collapse, and continued, "Do you think the king's law is justice? If the king's law represents justice, then how could Yu Yue's sister be abducted by the dog officials? Didn't the dog officials gain power by relying on your so-called king's law? Who made the king's law? The Supreme and a handful of high-ranking officials around him, right?"

"And do the common people, who are numerous and most eager for justice and fairness, have any channels to raise objections? No, unless they create a sensational case, their demands can be heard by the emperor. Then the unrestricted, unsupervised, and above all else kingly law is the tool for the Supreme and the high officials around him to maintain power and legitimacy of rule. Compared with the tyrant who solves everything with his fists, it is just that the means are more gentle and the nature of violence is more hidden. So you are not worthy of being impartial, let alone upholding justice. In the final analysis, you are just a confused beast. You jumped out of the wolf's den and entered the dog's den. Do you think your life has been sublimated? Haha, it's ridiculous. I thought you rebelled against your father who unified the world for a higher ideal and goal. It turns out that your ideal and goal is to jump to your father's competitor and become a watchdog."

puff.

The God Catcher's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

Just as Chu Pingsheng said, he couldn't bring himself to kill Xiongba with an iron fist.

As for the issue of upholding justice, as Chu Pingsheng said, what is justice? Is justice the law of the king? It seems to be, but it also seems not to be.

Chu Chu walked behind Chu Pingsheng, tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Brother Chu, isn't it a bit too much to say that?"

Even if the God of Detectives wanted to arrest his father and bring him back to the yamen for trial, this kind-hearted girl felt that the words were too intense, although... she couldn't understand most of them.

"Rather than letting him get stuck in a dead end and die under Bu Jingyun's sword, I just said a few harsh words. Was it excessive? Not excessive, right?"

Chu Pingsheng looked at the word "collapse" written on the head of the God Catcher, turned around, and walked with his hands behind his back: "If you can make up your mind to kill your relatives for the sake of justice and kill Xiongba, you can come to Yujia Village to find me."

Bu Jingyun put the Wushuang sword back into its sheath and walked away expressionlessly.

Seeing Yu Yue standing still, Chu Chu called out, "Dad?"

"You go back first. I have something to say to the God Catcher."

"..."

"Don't worry, it's okay."

"Oh."

Chu Chu walked away with a hint of reluctance, looking back every few steps.

……

That night.

Chu Pingsheng sat on the large bluestone next to the well at the entrance of the village, counting on his fingers.

Lu Yi once, the two servants once, Bu Jingyun once, Qin Shuang once, Yu Yue once, Chu Chu once, and the God Captor once... He was sure that the eight people had exploded in emotion value, but why was the value given in the task bar six times?
Aren’t those two servants counted?
In other words, only well-known characters are counted for emotional value? People like the minions of Tianxiahui and Guisha Luo of Wushen Juegong are ignored?
Come to think of it, if even the minions are taken into account, how many skill points can he get in this copy? It seems that it is impossible to take shortcuts.

The system is still very smart.

"Mr. Chu, you are here."

The voice coming from behind interrupted his thoughts. Turning back, he saw the one-armed Yu Yue walking towards him, stepping on the silver ground.

"Oh, it's hot in the room, I came here to cool off."

Yu Yue walked over to him and sat down: "Thank you for what you did during the day."

Chu Pingsheng thought for a while before he understood: "Are you talking about the matter of catching the gods? I just spoke out of my feelings, that's all. Brother, you came to me to discuss something, right?"

"I do have something to ask for."

"It's like this." Yu Yue sat down next to him: "Tomorrow I will follow the God of Detectives to surrender."

"Hey, he still has the nerve to arrest you?"

"I asked him to do it myself."

Chu Pingsheng understood. From the plot in the TV series, it can be seen that the killing of the magistrate's family has always troubled Yu Yue. He has been living in seclusion in Yujia Village all these years because he was worried about his daughter. Now that the God of Capture has come to his door, although his defense is broken by his words, for Yue, continuing to live in seclusion is not a relief, but facing the past is.

"Chu Chu... I want to entrust her to the care of the young master."

"Chu Chu? Take care of me? Do you know what this means?"

Chu Pingsheng was stunned. After traveling through several worlds, this seemed to be the first heroine he got easily. In his dictionary, the word "care" required a quilt.

"Why don't you entrust her to Bu Jingyun? After all, he has received your favor... Well, you are not worried that what I said at the beginning will become a reality, right?"

"..."

He was really right. Yu Yue could see that his daughter liked Bu Jingyun, but when he thought of what Chu Pingsheng said, if they were together, the wedding night, the day when mandarin ducks become pairs, his unicorn arm... his scalp tingled at the thought of this, so after thinking it over, it would be better to entrust her to Chu Pingsheng.

To be fair, compared to the bitter and vengeful Bu Jingyun, he trusts Chu Pingsheng more. Just based on what he said to the God Catcher in the daytime, it can be confirmed that this young hero Chu, whose origin is a mystery, is a person who will help the working people at the critical moment. Generally speaking, such a person, even if he is not a sage with lofty ideals, will definitely be a responsible person.

"If Mr. Chu thinks she will be a burden to you, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"No, I'm just afraid Chuchu won't want to." "Don't worry, I'll convince her to follow you before I leave."

"it is good."

Seeing that he agreed immediately, Yu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, then chatted with Chu Pingsheng for a few minutes, then got up and went back to the yard to do ideological work on his daughter.

……

Early the next morning, Yu Yue left a letter and went to the town to turn himself in to the God of Capture. Bu Jingyun said nothing. After confirming that there was no problem with his arm, he left Yujia Village with the Wushuang Sword. Chu Chu was a little reluctant but helpless. After all, the person Yu Yue entrusted was Chu Pingsheng, not the cool Bu Jingyun.

Three days later, when Chu Pingsheng was strolling in the town, he heard a piece of news that the eldest brother of Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang, Sword Saint, had come out of seclusion and formally issued a declaration of war to Xiongba, demanding a decisive battle in seven days to take back what Wushuang City had lost.

The Sword Saint's coming out of seclusion meant the chance to obtain Sword Twenty-Three had come. Chu Pingsheng certainly couldn't miss this event, so he told Chu Chu that he had to go out for a while and asked her to stay in Yujia Village. But she insisted on going with him, saying that Yu Yue had surrendered himself and Bu Jingyun was gone. She was scared to be alone at home and needed someone to accompany her.

Chu Pingsheng couldn't persuade her, so he took her away from Yujia Village and went to Muming Town where Zhonghua Pavilion was located to find Jieyu's tomb.

In the past, he was the only one who had extraordinary martial arts skills, and now with the help of a flying eagle, it was much easier for him to find people or places than before.

……

Two days later.

Ten miles east of Muming Town is Xitingpo.

Lush green grass and fleeting time.

Under a willow tree as thick as a bronze mirror stands a stele, on which are inscribed six large and profound characters: "Tomb of My Beloved Wife Jieyu". The strokes are extremely sharp, and there is a hint of sword energy surrounding it, making it eternal and immortal.

In front of the tombstone, an old man in a blue robe, with white hair draped over his shoulders and a long beard stood with his hands behind his back.

He was the sword master who threw a declaration of war to Xiongba as soon as he came out of seclusion, and would decide the outcome at Tianxiahui seven days later. This time he appeared in front of the grave of Wuming's wife Jieyu because he was still brooding over the fact that he was defeated by Wuming when he was young and had to retire from the martial arts world. Now, after years of seclusion and having mastered the Twenty-Two Swords, he wanted to wait for Wuming on Jieyu's death anniversary to decide the outcome.

"Amitabha."

At this time, a Buddhist chant was heard from behind. The Sword Saint turned around and saw a monk wearing white monk's robes and holding sandalwood rosary beads burning incense for the deceased.

"The one who came to burn incense for the nameless wife today...Monk, let me ask you, where is the nameless person?"

Monk Buxu said, "Wuming has long passed away."

"I do not believe!"

The Sword Master was furious, and with a wave of his finger, several sword energies crisscrossed and spread around the monk.

Monk Buxu did not dodge or evade, allowing the sword energy of the sword saint to cut gaps in his arms and knees. It was strange to say, but the sword energy, which was obviously extremely sharp, only scratched the monk's robes without hurting his skin at all. This shows that the sword saint's swordsmanship attainments have reached the level of being able to control the sword at will and having a clear sword heart.

"You can't enjoy all the blessings, you can't say all the words, you can't follow all the rules. If you do everything too much, your fate will end early."

"Hmph, stop showing off your Buddhist wisdom in front of me. I, the Sword Saint, have been in seclusion for half my life just for this day. What does the setting sun and the red maple leaves mean in the cold autumn? Don't you know that this is the time when they are the most brilliant and shining?"

"If the sword is gone, the sword will be broken and the person will die."

"I have no children, and my brother and nephew were murdered by a tyrant. I have nothing left now. Death? Why should I be afraid?"

Monk Buxu still refused to give up: "Donor, do you know? The greatest courage is not to be fearless of death, but to retreat bravely from the turbulent current, and the world will be bright and beautiful."

"Monk, stop talking nonsense. If you don't tell me where Wuming is, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."

The Sword Master took two steps back and was about to attack Monk Buxu when a beautifully shaped and majestic sword fell from the sky and landed between the two of them, separating them.

"Hero Sword? Wuming, you are finally here."

However, to the Sword Master's surprise, the person who came was not the martial arts legend Wuming, but a young man wearing a white robe, only twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

"Hey, you're not Wuming? Why is the Hero Sword in your hand?"

Jian Chen bowed to Buxu and Jiansheng and said, "Senior, Wuming is my master."

"You are Wuming's apprentice? Good, good. A hero's sword is not taught to mediocre people. Since you have caught Wuming's eye, you must be a sword genius. Let me teach you and see how much of Wuming's skills you have learned."

Just as he was about to take action after saying this, a lazy voice came from behind the willow tree that protected the grave from wind and rain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so lively."

The three turned around and saw a young man wearing a green shirt and with delicate features walking slowly towards them, holding a broken sword.

(End of this chapter)