The system always wants to send me to the heroine

"There's one more important point, little Lizhi. Your skills are not that good."

The elder sister's voice became deeper and deeper.

"What technology?"

I tilted my head and blinked, but all I got from the naughty Sister Shuang was a look that said 'you know what I mean'.

Woo!

Okay, I get it. It means something that you have no ability to resist.

As expected, I shouldn’t have discussed this kind of issue with Sister Shuang. I’ll be the one who suffers anyway.

I feel my little face and I'm afraid it's going to have a fever again.

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Naturally, Sister Shuang and I got together.

Days go by, and the relationship gets warmer. After a few years, I guess the favorability is almost full.

Naturally, Long Aotian no longer had any chance to take advantage of his elder sister.

Or maybe, from the very beginning, Long Aotian didn't have this opportunity?

I am extremely sure that my elder sister is a cultivator. Naturally, she will not be hypnotized by Long Aotian.

Well, so, although it seems that I conquered the older sister, in fact, I was counter-tricked and then counter-conquered?

Wow, this kind of thing, it doesn’t matter no matter what.

I only remember that the last time I met Long Aotian was a few years ago. Due to the influence of the world's will, I ran into Long Aotian looking around downstairs of my house.

As soon as he saw me, he recognized me instantly. After all, I had ruined his plans several times.

Maybe Long Aotian felt that immortal cultivators should not be provoked, but he could always deal with an ordinary loli like me.

As a result, he came to me with a threatening look, stared at me, his eyes rolled around twice, but the words he said took a different turn.

He said that I had offended him and needed to apologize, and that as long as I treated him to a meal and spent a little time with him, he would consider forgiving me.

I was stunned for a moment.

Shouldn't Long Aotian like the mature type like the heroine's elder sister? Why is he trying to force himself on me?

You should know that doing this will violate someone's taboo.

I didn't answer, but just looked at him with a super sympathetic look.

Sure enough, within half a minute, poor Long Aotian was lying in the trash can with a bruised face. The paper crane sister who appeared out of nowhere even easily brushed off the non-existent dust on her hands.

Sister Shuang is so possessive. My senior sister and I have met once before, so how could she not be on guard?

Well, I am her little maid who has already been eaten by her, and I am also hers.

Sister Wanwan seemed to have really given up on Sister Shuang. After she learned that Sister Shuang accepted me, she also sent me her blessings on the phone.

But after that, there was no contact anymore.

My sister Shuang and I have lived peacefully in this world for almost ten years.

Sister Shuang is becoming more and more like an ordinary person.

It's not just her eating habits that accommodate me.

I also took her to experience the life of ordinary people, watching movies, dating, visiting water parks, escaping rooms, script-killing, and all these new and interesting things in modern society. We experienced them all with her.

Although I used to be a stay-at-home and never thought about trying all of this, this was just an excuse because I had no one to accompany me and didn’t want to experience it alone.

That would be great! If I could, it would be nice to stay in this world and be Sister Shuang’s little maid forever.

The author has something to say

This is not a request for leave, everyone put away your knives first! (Holding your head)

For the next world, the author wants to try a new subject that he has never written before, so it is estimated that the update may be late. If it is too late, don’t wait. I’m telling you this in advance.

Well, if nothing unexpected happens, the next world will be one where Little Lizhi needs to make full use of his intelligence! (Laughs)

Also, I really appreciate everyone’s support with rewards and monthly tickets!

Because I haven't updated my work, and I don't dare to promise to update my work in return for rewards, and I often stop updating, I've always been too embarrassed to ask for votes or anything like that. I didn't expect that at the end of each month, I would receive so much support from everyone. I am so grateful to the author!

Your continued support is the author’s motivation.

By the way, is the previous world really a bit short? The author only used it as a transitional small world, and the original length was really as short as the first world Ren Qiu Shuang, and I even thought it was too long...

The Twelfth World: It's Not Easy to Be a County Magistrate

Chapter 1 Puppet County Magistrate

In the twelfth world.

I regained consciousness beside a large table.

I was sitting on a spacious armchair, which was specially raised so that I could keep my hands steady on the table.

"Ascension!"

Before I could react, my hand had already touched the gavel and slammed it down with a loud bang.

"Mighty~"

The people around, dressed as yamen runners and holding long killing sticks, shouted weakly.

I was a little panicked.

Hey, hey hey hey, is this an opera, or have I really become an ancient official?

Now is obviously not the time to accept information. Even though I am on pins and needles, I have to force myself to hold my head high and cheer up.

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I stared at the people in the hall with my eyes wide open, but unexpectedly, everyone in the hall was even more confused, and some even turned around to look at me.

Gulu, now, what are you going to do?

The scene was very embarrassing.

I shrank my head, not daring to speak, and my eyes began to wander around, trying to find help.

"Bring the man who beat the drum to appeal for justice to the court!"

Suddenly, someone beside me took over the conversation.

He was a legal advisor with a long beard. He looked at me leisurely and smiled soothingly.

I quickly gave him a look of gratitude.

Fortunately, I have helpers, and they are of great help.

Feeling very calm, I once again focused my attention on the hall.

As a veteran time traveler, now is the time to observe the situation and understand this world, right?

Soon, the bailiff brought the victim to the hall.

The master seemed to notice that I was not in a good mood today. He bowed to me very tactfully and began to ask questions on my behalf.

"Who is kneeling in the hall?"

After the official questioning, I didn't say a word, but I roughly understood it.

The victim who beat the drum was a local farmer. He claimed that he had an ancient painting with inscriptions by famous artists, which was an heirloom from his ancestors. As his child was sick, he had to sell it in exchange for money for medicine, but it was robbed by the defendant.

The defendant was obviously a dandy young man, dressed in fine clothes and holding a fan to show off his elegance. According to him, the painting was a collection of his family, which he accidentally dropped when he was playing outside, and was then picked up by this man. He insisted that the man's family was poor, so how could he own this thing? It was obvious that he was greedy for money.

The two people each insisted on their own story, and there was no other witness to prove their statements.

The farmer said that the treasure was among his father's belongings and he had to find it today because he needed money urgently. The dandy boy said that his family had too many treasures and no one could remember where they came from.

I had no experience in handling cases and had no idea what to do.

Obviously, in this situation, I have to make the decision. A big official hat is tied to my little head with a rope.

Gulu, but, but I am just a loli, how come I became the county magistrate?

Difficult, could it be!

I was so excited that I quietly touched my hand down.

Little brother, is it back?

No.

Nothing but joy.

When I was disappointed, I suddenly realized that the commotion around the county government office was getting louder and louder.

Then I realized that there were quite a few people watching outside the hall.

They seem to be saying, well...

"Mr. County Magistrate, are you adjusting the trajectory in public?"

Bah, no, I am clearly a loli, okay?

My face turned red and I quickly sat down obediently.

Wow, that's so embarrassing!

With a bitter face, I turned to look at the master.

Unexpectedly, he was still stroking his beard calmly, as if he was used to it.

"Sir, how about putting this case aside for now?"

"Put it on hold?"

I tilted my head, not quite understanding.

"These two people have different opinions on this case, and there are no witnesses. How can we solve the case? For now, we can only postpone the trial and temporarily put the two suspects in jail to discuss the matter."

The lawyer was obviously experienced. He stroked his beard and looked confident.

Seeing how confident he was, there was no reason for me to disobey him. I quickly nodded my head and gave the order.

"The suspect will be detained in the jail for the time being and will be tried at a later date. Court is adjourned!"

Bang! The gavel was slammed again.

Everyone outside the door booed, obviously very disappointed.

"ass."

The dandy boy sneered and left first, while the farmer burst into tears and kept shouting that he was wronged, but was still dragged away by the bailiffs without mercy.

I had a bad feeling in my heart.

That’s not right. It seems that this is not the effect I want. It’s just a temporary hold. Why do you all seem to be, uh, not cooperating?

After leaving the court, I felt very uneasy, so I quickly stopped the master who was about to leave and pretended to be humbly seeking advice.

"Master, may I ask how this case will be tried next?"

The lawyer smiled cunningly, revealing his villainous face.

"It's easy. Once they're in jail, we can just wait for their families to pay for their redemption. Whoever pays more will get the painting. Don't worry, sir. This is the same as before. As for the silver, I'll give it to you."

Looking down at me, the master patted me on the shoulder casually, laughed a few times, and walked away.

I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

What's going on? It sounds like I'm a corrupt official.

Also, today in the court, the lawyer seemed extremely skilled in questioning and judging the case alone, and his methods of collecting money were so clear, it was obviously not the first time he did such a thing.

Oh, I, I’m afraid I’m still the kind of incompetent official who has been sidelined by others.

Really, I was so stupid before. How could I, a county magistrate, be sidelined like this?

I quickly sat back in the armchair and began to receive information.

This world is indeed an imaginary world created in ancient times.

My father was a high-ranking official in the court. He was greedy by nature and never made any big mistakes in his life. He was constantly corrupt, but in the end he taught me to keep myself clean and to be an honest official.

Then he used some money and tricks to buy me a small official position as a seventh-rank county magistrate and demoted me to this small county town.