Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 21 Real Nezha, Fake Heavenly King; Fierce Tiger Fist, Murderous Aura! (21 Two-in-One)

The Chuqiu County government office faces south and, from outside to inside, consists of the screen wall, the main gate, the ceremonial gate, and the warning stone archway.

Behind Jie Shifang are six offices where the county magistrate, chief clerk, registrar and others work.

Further in, in the depths of the courtyard, is the lobby where the magistrate sits. As for the prison, such a dirty place, it is in the southwest corner between the ceremonial gate and the main gate.

At this time, County Magistrate Murong Bai was drinking tea and chatting with Zhang Lishi in the inner hall.

"In short, the peace of Chuqiu depends not only on the county government, but also on the loyal and righteous people like Chief Escort Zhang."

"The Flying Tiger Escort Agency has played a significant role in the smooth flow of trade in our county."

Murong Bai skillfully added salt, cheese, pepper and ginger to the tea, and a strange fragrance slowly spread from the room.

“Good tea”

Zhang Lishi praised, but his eyes were not focused on the tea, but on the person in front of him.

Murong Bo looked to be about forty-five or forty-six years old, with an elegant appearance and long flowing beard. He wore a silk fu hat and a scarlet robe with a pair of geese patterned on it. A golden tortoise was pinned to the gold belt around his waist.

Zhang Lishi couldn't help but think of an old story.

During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of this dynasty, when offering sacrifices to the gods at Mount Tai, officials below the rank of the Three Dukes were promoted one rank as usual.

The person in charge of sealing the altar at that time was named Zhang Yue. In order to promote his son-in-law Zheng Jian, he actually promoted him from the ninth rank to the fifth rank.

According to the official uniform system of this dynasty, officials of the third rank and above wear purple, officials of the fourth rank wear red, officials of the fifth rank wear light red, officials of the sixth rank wear dark green, officials of the seventh rank wear light green, officials of the eighth rank wear dark blue (blue), and officials of the ninth rank wear light blue.

In other words, the man changed from a green robe to a red robe in an instant, and with his young face, he instantly became very eye-catching in the Fengshan team.

Emperor Xuanzong was surprised at the time and asked about it. Someone joked:
"This is the power of Mount Tai (father-in-law)."

Although Zheng Jian's promotion was outrageous, at least he had his father-in-law's support. However, although the Murong Bai family was a prominent local clan, they were only seventh-rank county magistrates and had not performed any major merits to be awarded a red robe by the court. Moreover, they had even made a golden turtle modeled after the goldfish bag.

This is a blatant overstepping of authority.

'The wolf's ambition is obvious.'

Thinking of the natural disasters and man-made disasters in recent years, the uprisings and rebels, the refugees everywhere, and the demons wreaking havoc in the countryside, Zhang Lishi couldn't help feeling a little worried.

But on the surface, he remained calm and just responded to Murong Bo in a perfunctory manner.

Such things are naturally boring, but they are an indispensable part of maintaining order in the city. Even if it is just a superficial effort, it is sending information to the outside world.

"By the way, Brother Murong, I heard the county government conducted a city-wide search for the Ming Cult demons yesterday. I wonder what the result was?"

Murong Bo smiled slightly.
"They are just small fry. They were all detained yesterday. Don't worry about them, Brother Zhang."

"I see. But my escort agency also has a sense of loyalty and righteousness, if there is a next time."

"I must inform Brother Zhang in advance."

The two men laughed heartily, stood up, left the inner hall, and headed towards the ceremonial gate.

"I heard that Brother Zhang's four daughters also came along, so why aren't they here?"

"Alas, Que'er has been naughty since she was little. She disappeared without a trace. I just hope she didn't interfere with the work."

"How could it be?" Murong Bo smiled and suddenly asked:
"My son is the same age as your daughter. If they can get married, I hope they will be able to marry."

"She is still young, let's discuss it later."

"I'm talking about your third wife, Zhang Yuelu."

"Hahahahahahaha, I got it wrong, I got it wrong"

Zhang Lishi's eyes narrowed, and he smiled broadly, but in his heart he was thinking, I heard that Murong Bai has many wives and concubines, dozens of children, and the two legitimate sons are already married.

Although he has no sons, he has five daughters. Not to mention the eldest and second daughters who are married, the remaining three are also his beloved daughters, and he is unwilling to let them down.

How can a tiger girl marry a dog boy?
"I heard that there was an interesting incident when the county magistrate first took office ten years ago."

Seeing that the other party had changed the subject, Murong Bai did not ask about the marriage, but simply slowed down his pace in front of the threshold of the ceremonial gate.

"Oh, what's interesting?"

"There's a local bad boy named Zhao Xiaoyi who often leads fights and is a frequent visitor to the prison."

"In order to avoid being caned, this man had a tattoo of Vaisravana on his back. Every time the guards caned him, they would not dare to do anything when they saw the tattoo of the deity on his back."

"Over time, this person actually became a bully."

"However, after the county magistrate arrived, he immediately ordered people to arrest Zhao Xiaoyi and bring him to the yamen. He ordered the yamen runners to beat his back with three-inch thick bamboo sticks until his flesh and blood were distorted. No trace of the Heavenly King was left. The villagers all applauded."

"It's true. Why did Chief Escort Zhang suddenly mention this?"

Murong Bo showed a look of doubt, but the next moment, following the other person's gaze, he instantly understood.

Outside the ceremonial gate, a man with tattoos all over his back was fighting with a young man with a leopard head and round eyes. Beside him were four or five yamen runners who were lying on the ground groaning.

Zhang Lishi seemed to be unable to see Murong Bo's ugly expression, and exclaimed in surprise:
"This seems to be someone from my escort agency. Why is he causing such a commotion in the county government office? But this move, this tiger pounce..."

"Good job!"

Half a quarter of an hour ago.

"stop!"

Hearing the sound behind them, the Gao couple immediately shrank back, especially Gao's sister-in-law. When she thought of the damp and cold prison, she was so scared that she hugged her husband's arms.

Li Cunxiao frowned, protecting his brother and sister-in-law behind him, and looked at Zhao Xiaoyi coldly:
"Anything else?"

Zhao Xiaoyi held the silver coins between his fingers and tapped the table repeatedly:

"Five cents missing"

Five cents of silver?
Li Cunxiao was both angry and speechless when he heard this. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this man was greedy for money or was deliberately making things difficult for him.

The weight of silver is usually expressed in terms of one liang, one qian, or one fen. The weight of five fen of silver is probably not just a small amount of silver the size of a grain of rice.

Li Cunxiao secretly recorded this grudge and took out one or two taels of silver from his purse with an expressionless face.

"This is a drink for everyone."

The jailers nearby all looked delighted when they saw this, but when Zhao Xiaoyi saw Li Cunxiao's bulging purse, he couldn't contain his greed. Relying on his large numbers, he wanted to make the other party suffer a loss.

"That's not how it's calculated," Zhao Xiaoyi said with a half-hearted smile.

"We agreed on fifty taels, but you gave me five cents short. This is a breach of trust."

"Even if it's a business, there's a deposit agreement. How can only one ounce of silver be enough?"

"Ten taels," he stared at Li Cunxiao's purse greedily. Just by looking at the shape and size of the cloth bag, he could estimate the amount of silver.

"I see the dust on your face. You must have just come back from escorting an convoy and collected the reward, right?"

"Ten taels of silver, can you come up with it? Give me the money and I will release him immediately."

Zhao Xiaoyi became more and more excited as he spoke. He turned around and actually blocked the prison door.

Yes, the other party was just an escort, but he knew that those young masters in the inner city were paid to learn martial arts directly in the escort agency without having to go out in the wind and rain.

Looking at the mud and grass on Li Cunxiao's boots, he could almost conclude that the other party was just an ordinary person with no money or power.

So what if it's the Flying Tiger Escort Agency? My uncle is still a county lieutenant!

Otherwise, Murong Bo would have killed him to establish his authority instead of just beating him with a stick.

Li Cunxiao's eyes narrowed. He had high cheekbones and deep eye sockets. His large eyes were mostly black, and when they narrowed, they exuded a dangerous aura, like a leopard hunting. The guards watching him took a step back in fear of his ferocious appearance.

"Want money? Sure."

Li Cunxiao approached step by step, like a tiger baring its fangs and opening its bloody mouth:
"If you take off my headband, I'll give you all the money."

Zhao Xiaoyi subconsciously lowered his head and saw the vermilion headband on the other person's hat. The embroidered winged tiger seemed to come alive, and even its eyes were staring at him.

Taking off the headband? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the Flying Tiger Escort Agency?
As he hesitated, Li Cunxiao rushed forward, his eyebrows furious, his hair and beard standing up:
"Pick it!"

"You do not dare?"

"You do not dare!"

He said three sentences in a row, and each sentence was like a punch. When Li Cunxiao took a step forward, Zhao Xiaoyi took a step back. When the latter came to his senses, shame and anger were all over his cheeks. Li Cunxiao was already standing outside the prison with the Gao couple.

Gao Cheng clenched his fists tightly, and there was already a bit of admiration in his eyes when he looked at Li Cunxiao, thinking, "A real man should be like this."

Mrs. Gao didn't think about these things, but she felt something supporting her back, and a breath of anger came out of her mouth.

Is it so refreshing to have someone's support?

The yamen runners who were watching were already stunned, wondering where this fierce man came from, as if he was a killer from heaven. They all turned their heads away, not wanting to look at Zhao Xiaoyi's fiery eyes.

The area around the ceremonial gate was already crowded with people from the government office. With so many people watching, Zhao Touer was probably just going to have to hold back his anger for the time being.

After all, if the matter gets out of hand, the county lieutenant will lose face.

"Hey, isn't that Mu Cha's elder brother?"

Zhang Que'er walked in from the gate with a square-shaped step, followed by a middle-aged man with a square face.

She had heard that her father was going to the county government office to do some business, so she clamored to come, but when she got there she found it boring, so she asked Shi Biaotou to take her out shopping.

Thinking that the time was almost up, he returned.

Just looking at Li Cunxiao, she couldn't remember his name for a moment, her eyes rolled, and she became playful and shouted:
"Nezha! Nezha!"

Li Cunxiao turned around and saw Zhang Que'er, but he was not angry at her rudeness, because it was the other party's rude request that allowed his younger brother to enter the Zhang Mansion.

If you take advantage, you must bear the disadvantages.

"But a child like him can't possibly be here on business. Could it be that the head escort is here too?"

While he was thinking about it, Zhao Xiaoyi, who was not far away, also heard Zhang Que'er's cry.

He was once a street thug, and practiced martial arts diligently. But after being beaten by Murong Bo, he felt that fists and feet were no match for power, so he begged his uncle, the county lieutenant, to find him a job as a yamen runner.

After so many years, his ability to eat, drink, gamble, whore and bully the good has improved, but his martial arts skills have been almost gone, and he has been stuck at the level of controlling qi and blood for several years.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been frightened by Li Cunxiao and retreated repeatedly.

I'm afraid he can't beat him, but he has plenty of disgusting methods.

When he heard the word "Nezha", the Buddhist dramas he had read before came to his mind. Zhao Xiaoyi immediately laughed strangely and took off his upper body clothes.

But he saw that his chest, abdomen, and back were covered with tattoos. In the middle of his chest was the Northern Heavenly King Vaisravana, holding a pagoda and a treasured rat. The Heavenly King had a solemn appearance, but Zhao Xiaoyi's face was only trembling with flesh, and his smile was full of playful amusement:
"My son, Nezha, obey your father's orders!"

"Insult my late father, you are seeking death!"

Thunder exploded, like a tiger's roar in the plain. Before the sound landed, Li Cunxiao rushed out in a leap, his face purple and red, thick black veins bulged, and his whole body was swollen due to the rush of blood. The whole person was like a blood tiger, bringing up a fishy wind!
"Stop him!"

Zhao Xiaoyi was shocked, knowing that his provocation had worked. He immediately retreated as he had been prepared. Several bad guys who were familiar with him immediately surrounded him.

"You're attacking government officials, are you planning a rebellion?!"

Li Cunxiao said nothing, his fists turned into claws, ready to pounce, but when the two people in front protected the middle door, he suddenly raised his right foot and kicked out twice in a row like lightning.

Tiger claws!
"Ah!"×2
The two yamen runners screamed and fell to the ground, with the front of their cloth shoes stained with blood.

This claw kick, also known as a rubbing kick, requires small movements and quick kicks. With this move, Li Cunxiao directly flipped over the thumbs of the two men.

As the saying goes, the fingers are connected to the heart, and the nails are where the blood vessels are densely packed. With such severe pain, it is difficult to stand still, let alone take action.

Li Cunxiao kept moving, like a tiger descending from the mountain. While the other party was unable to react, he punched the rushing yamen runner in the jaw with two more punches.

The other person rolled his eyes and fell asleep. If Li Cunxiao hadn't hooked his foot and kicked him out lightly, his head would have exploded on the spot.

Seeing that the other party had dealt with the three people in a flash, the officers who were eager to try stopped in their tracks. Zhao Xiaoyi, who was standing by, almost couldn't help but curse, but he didn't have the time.

Bang!
Bang!
Two low sounds of flesh colliding were heard in succession, and Zhao Xiaoyi's muscles bulged, and the tattooed King of Heaven stretched out.

Two pairs of thick and muscular arms were entangled together, and below the waist, Zhao Xiaoyi's right leg firmly blocked Li Cunxiao's rubbing and lifting.

"Stepping on toes? That's what children do when they're fighting!"

As Zhao Xiaoyi was speaking, he suddenly roared. The sudden increase in volume scared Zhang Que'er who was standing behind Shi Biaotou.

At the same time, he suddenly stabbed Li Cunxiao's eyes with his right hand, and his left leg went straight to his crotch!

Although Li Cunxiao was shocked, he remained calm. He twisted his feet and turned his body sideways. His tense back and right leg were like a hard bow. Zhao Xiaoyi's hands fell into the air and he kicked on the side of his body, as if he was trying to pull the bow apart.

With a low growl, Li Cunxiao's ferocious face showed his white teeth:

"open!"

He shook his feet, twisted his hips, and thrust his shoulders in one go, like a tiger wagging its tail. A powerful force was like a sledgehammer, causing Zhao Xiaoyi to stagger and open his body. Li Cunxiao did not hesitate, and kicked sideways with a whip kick and a tail sweep!
"what!!!!!"

Mixed with the sound of cracking egg yolks, Zhao Xiaoyi's whole body twitched uncontrollably, tears and snot bursting out uncontrollably. However, the tearing pain in his lower body had not yet subsided. Li Cunxiao's eyes became fierce, and he kicked the other's knee again.

Click.

“Uh ...

The sound of bones breaking was drowned out by screams. Not only were the yamen runners nearby stunned, but Zhang Que'er was even more frightened like a quail, with Li Cunxiao's blood-thirsty face as full as his mind.

Shi Biaotou, who was protecting her, had no expression on his face and just kept the little girl firmly behind him.

Even after cutting off Zhao Xiaoyi's leg, Li Cunxiao was still not satisfied. He knew that the world was on the verge of chaos, and if he attacked and killed people from the government office in broad daylight, even the chief escort Zhang Lishi would not be able to protect him.

But to prevent Zhao Xiaoyi from taking revenge in the future, at least his legs should be broken so that he can't go anywhere. Then when the time is right, he can be killed.

Li Cunxiao acted as he thought and immediately raised his right foot. However, at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance:
"Whoever dares to cause trouble in the government office, stop!"

Live your grandma!

Upon hearing this, Li Cunxiao's feet became three times faster. With a click, Zhao Xiaoyi's right leg was twisted in half.

"Ahhhhhhh!!! Uncle, help me!!"

"you dare!"

The man who came was even more angry. Li Cunxiao could even vaguely feel a palm wind blowing on his face. The strong murderous aura even squeezed the surrounding air like a substance.

But the next moment, all the pressure disappeared.

Because there was a tall figure in front of Li Cunxiao.

With a strong body and broad back, he looked like a giant tiger crouching, just like when I first saw him in Donglai Restaurant.

"Chief Escort," Li Cunxiao bowed deeply, his respectful attitude forming a sharp contrast with his previous arrogance.

"I just told you to stop, why didn't you do anything?"

Zhang Lishi's words seemed to be blaming, but his eyes were full of a happy smile.

Good tiger fist!
Good Nezha!
(End of this chapter)