The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 27 The Three Realms and Six Paths, Yet No Blade Has Been Yet to Slay Me
Magistrate Fang had no idea how he ended up on the execution platform.

He remembered the way the other party laughed loudly when he said he was going to kill Du Yuan.

It was a kind of laughter he couldn't describe.

The gloomy sky pressed down on the execution ground, and the clanging of the gongs used by the yamen runners to summon the people echoed on the bluestone slabs. Magistrate Fang's fingernails almost dug into the wood of the execution platform, and cold sweat dripped incessantly down the inside of his official hat.

He couldn't figure out what was wrong, and he felt as if he had done something terribly wrong.

This made him try hard to recall the classics he had read over the past thirty years.

The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.

I did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong.

After repeating these sentences over and over, Magistrate Fang began to write down his future plans on a piece of paper.

He didn't think he had made a mistake in executing the official; chaos was imminent in the southwest. He was an official appointed by the Emperor, and he had to eliminate all possibilities.

But he knew he did not have the authority to bypass the law and execute the man directly.

Therefore, he planned to execute Du Yuan, inform the governor, and then personally remove his robe and seal to enter the prison to plead guilty.

Exactly, why must I kill him?

While it was certainly an urgent expedient, the procedure was wrong and it did not comply with national law.

Is this too arbitrary?

Why can't he be imprisoned first, just like yesterday?

I was fine before, but now that I'm feeling confused, I suddenly have a headache.

The black aura swirled around his forehead, lingering for a long time.

Du Yuan witnessed this entire scene.

But Du Yuan remained silent, instead looking at the growing number of people around her.

Ever since it was discovered that Magistrate Fang was surrounded by black aura.

Du Yuan changed her initial idea.

I plan to strengthen myself first, and then figure out exactly what happened.

After all, that gives us more confidence.

If even that doesn't work, then Du Yuan can confidently tell herself that she has done her best.

The magistrate's act of summoning the people was exactly what he wanted.

In this way, whether Magistrate Fang is truly all show and no substance, you will need to expose his true colors and punish him instead.

Whether Magistrate Fang was merely manipulated into becoming a scapegoat and needs to unravel the mystery himself, it's all useful!
Magistrate Fang probably still wonders why he laughed.

After all, he felt like he was cutting himself, but in reality, he was just giving himself a pillow when he was sleepy!

But now it seems that Magistrate Fang was truly bewitched by sorcery?
Du Yuan was neither tortured nor put in prison clothes; she simply stood quietly on the execution ground.

This is because Qian Youcai is maneuvering things, and Magistrate Fang is worried that he might act impulsively.

Secondly, because this matter was so rushed, many things were not prepared, and once Qian Youcai made a scene, it was all gone.

At that moment, Qian Youcai rushed to the execution ground, intending to take Du Yuan down with him.

"My Taoist priest, what are you trying to do? Your precious body cannot be allowed to be tormented by that damned corrupt official!"

He was from a prominent family, and many of his actions were contrary to the law, which people around him would subconsciously overlook, even the magistrate of Fang County!
Du Yuan waved her hand and laughed:

"No need. Many things cannot be clearly seen without doing it this way. Now that I am here, I will naturally see it through to the end."

"But Daoist Master, this is a matter of life and death! You, you, you..."

Qian Youcai couldn't think of a suitable explanation for a moment.

Du Yuan looked at him and then at the countless people below, and laughed:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!"

Then, Du Yuan said to Qian Youcai:
"You, do you not believe in this humble Taoist priest?"

Looking at the incredibly confident Du Yuan, Qian Youcai immediately shook his head and said:

"Of course not."

"If that's the case, why do it this way?"

Qian Youcai stood there, stunned. It seemed so.

The Taoist priest will be fine; the one who will suffer will naturally be the man surnamed Fang!

Qian Youcai smiled at the thought.

"Ah, you're right, Daoist Master! That's right, Daoist Master, why did you insist on coming to this execution ground?"

The Taoist priest said that many things cannot be understood clearly without doing them this way.
I can't exactly say it's because this is the most crowded place.

After thinking for a moment, Du Yuan did not answer Qian Youcai, but simply smiled knowingly. Then he looked down at the people below.

They saw Du Yuan looking at them and the others.

The first group of men all shouted:
"Your Excellency, there must be some misunderstanding here!"

"Yes, you can't kill the Taoist priest!"

"The Taoist priest is truly a master!"

Magistrate Fang remained silent, because he felt that his headache was getting worse for some reason.

Since Magistrate Fang did not speak, the yamen runners were at a loss for what to do.

They could only watch as the people, led by the men, grew increasingly agitated.

Fortunately, at this moment, Du Yuan suddenly said:

"Fellow villagers, please be patient."

As soon as Du Yuan opened her mouth, many people, influenced by the men, subconsciously concluded that Du Yuan was truly extraordinary.

So they all stopped and looked at Du Yuan.

Seeing that he had the situation under control.

Du Yuan then turned to look at Magistrate Fang and said:
“Magistrate Fang, you came to Qing County three years ago. In these three years, Qing County has enjoyed favorable weather and abundant harvests, and the people are living in peace and prosperity, completely changing the ills of the past. You are a good official, so I, this humble Taoist, will stand here and let you cut me three times!”

Magistrate Fang pressed his forehead even more, offering no reply.

He felt like his head was about to explode.

"However, after three strikes, I will hold you accountable!"

Du Yuan's gaze shifted from the black aura swirling around Magistrate Fang's forehead to the dark clouds swirling around the back of the county government office.

He remembered someone saying that Magistrate Fang had picked up a woman from a mass grave.

Du Yuan's voice was resounding, drawing gasps from countless people.

This Taoist priest actually dared to ask the county magistrate to cut him three times?

Is this some kind of extraordinary skill, so much so that ordinary weapons cannot harm him? Otherwise, why would he be able to question the county magistrate even after being stabbed three times?
The people were extremely surprised.

Amidst the initial surprise, a shift from partial belief to deep conviction gradually emerged.

Seeing this, Du Yuan turned to the executioner beside her and said:

"May I have a look at your sword?"

The executioner remained silent, glancing at Qian Youcai and then at Magistrate Fang. Seeing that the other party did not object, he handed over his broadsword.

Du Yuan first flicked the blade, then raised her hand and pressed it against the edge. It was incredibly sharp, yet she was unharmed.

This made it clear to Du Yuan.

"This knife is good; it can be used to slay evil."

The executioner finally couldn't help but say:
Don't you think there's something wrong with what you're saying?

Du Yuan laughed:

"Because this is not the sword that will cut me."

"Why?"

Du Yuan looked up at the sky and saw that the dark clouds that had covered the area had gradually dispersed, leaving only the thick clouds in the backyard of the county government office.

A ray of sunlight fell on Du Yuan's shoulder at that very moment.

Du Yuan further stated:
"No blade in the Three Realms and Six Paths is worthy to slay me!"

For some reason, the executioner suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.

"What does 'slaying evil' mean?"

Du Yuan stopped looking at the executioner and instead looked at Magistrate Fang on the execution platform, saying:

"Your Excellency, do you know that you are keeping a monster in your household?!"

"You've been bewitched by a demon, disregarding the laws of the land, do you even realize that?!"

Du Yuan's question wasn't loud, but it transcended the execution ground and pierced directly into the beast's mind. It also startled Magistrate Fang, giving him a moment of clarity.

What kind of monster is this?
The question was like a thunderous roar, a resounding bell!

In shock and grief, the demon cried out:
"Behead him!"

The magistrate of Fang County, now back in a state of chaos, suddenly stood up:

"cut!"

(End of this chapter)