I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

Speaking of the city guards, we have to mention them.

They serve as the garrison of Chuanliu City, typically selected from the Holy Land's outer disciples. Their term of office is at least three years, but during these three years they are deprived of the rich spiritual energy of the Holy Land. As compensation, the City Guard's salary is more than double that of ordinary outer disciples.

The city guards usually obey the orders of the city lord, and are subject to the control of the holy land during special periods.

However, Zhao Kangping has not yet officially become the city lord, and he does not have the power to dispatch these city guards.

Originally, when the new and old city lords took over, the new city lord should have appeared in front of the city guards.

But the situation here with Zhao Kangping is a bit special.

The previous city lord was forced to resign, and they belonged to different factions. Their relationship with Zhao Kangping was not as hostile as fire and water, but they certainly did not like each other very much.

In addition, He Weiyuan committed a crime and his property was originally to be confiscated, but he went crazy and chose to blow himself up.

As a result, there was no handover between the old and new city lords. To the extent that, up to now, no one had taken Zhao Kangping to meet the city guards.

He couldn't possibly go to the city guards himself; he was the city lord after all, and that would be too beneath his dignity. The commander of the city guards had to come to him personally, but he still hadn't seen him.

However, Zhao Kangping also figured out some of the reasons.

That is, the commander of the city guard is most likely from the five major families.

The city guards quickly surrounded the scene, trying to clear it and disperse the passers-by.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why don't you leave?" A man wearing leather armor and carrying a long sword on his waist shouted at the two of them across the street.

Zhao Kangping glanced at the man sideways.

He was a big and strong man, and judging from his aura, he should be a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training.

Mr. Zhao always deliberately restrains his aura when he goes shopping. Otherwise, if a person in the Spirit Transformation Stage were to release his aura so openly, passers-by would probably be scared to death.

Liu Dakun was a cultivator from a poor family, possessing three types of mixed spiritual roots. In the Holy Land, this aptitude was considered low-level, only slightly better than those menial servants.

Because he worked as a lackey of a young master of a big family in his early years, he was able to get a position as a city guard in Chuanliu City with some help from others.

There is actually a lot of money to be made in the city.

For example, some shops opened by independent cultivators with low cultivation levels can collect protection fees.

Perhaps because he was used to being a bully, he had done a lot of bad things, which made him very brave. He had done things like kicking children, punching old men and women, and breaking into widows' houses at night.

Zhao Kangping heard a dog barking behind him but didn't take it seriously at all.

Several guys in the store were trembling with fear.

But the owner of the roast chicken shop was calm and composed. He told his employees, "Ignore that man and keep an eye on the stove."

Seeing that Zhao Kangping ignored him, Liu Dakun was a little angry.

He walked over with a swagger and wanted to put his arm around Zhao Kangping's shoulder.

Because there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on Zhao Kangping's body at that time, he thought he was an ordinary person.

As he approached, he immediately saw the pretty lady standing next to him.

Just a silhouette made Liu Dakun very happy.

This young lady was so pretty, prettier than any widow or good-family girl he had ever seen.

So he became more and more evil and stretched out his evil right hand towards the beautiful figure.

Boo!

However, he had just taken a step and was still about ten feet away from the beauty when a blue-purple arc of electricity struck him.

Liu Dakun was immediately electrocuted and convulsed, foaming at the mouth, his hair stood on end, and his body smelled of burning.

boom!

The rough man fell to the ground, his hands and feet still shaking.

"What's going on?" Seeing this, the other city guards immediately drew their swords and surrounded Zhao Kangping.

"Captain, I suspect this man is the murderer." said a man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks.

The square-faced man at the head of the team stepped forward and examined Zhao Kangping. He was more knowledgeable than the others, but even he couldn't tell what realm Zhao Kangping was in. This left him somewhat perplexed.

The square-faced man, named Wang Chong, was a cultivator in the early stages of his foundation building. Compared to the other city guards, he was much older, already in his fifties. Due to his ordinary aptitude, he had begun his foundation building relatively late.

He relied on his hard work to gain experience and finally became the captain of a squad of the city guards. Unlike many other newcomers, he was not promoted early by relying on family connections.

Wang Chong was very cautious. He saw that Zhao Kangping was handsome and had an extraordinary demeanor.

He saw that the man didn't make any move, but an arc of electricity jumped out from his body, knocking Liu Dakun to the ground. Knowing that the other party might not be easy to deal with, he didn't act rashly.

"Fellow Daoist, a murder has occurred here. Do you know what happened here?" Wang Chong asked cautiously.

Chapter 292 How could Sister Xueqing be like what you said?

Fortunately, Wang Chong was very cautious and his tentative questions did not annoy Zhao Kangping.

If he were as reckless as Liu Dakun, he would probably have suffered the same fate.

Zhao Kangping turned around and replied slowly, "I didn't notice, but the deceased must have encountered some ferocious beast."

"There were multiple marks on his body from being torn by sharp claws."

This was what he discovered when he used his spiritual sense to investigate.

But it’s very strange. We are in the city, how could there be wild beasts here?

This also caught Wang Chong's attention.

The captain of the city guard asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you seen the corpse?"

Wang Chong still had some brains, and he didn't immediately assume that the other party was the murderer.

With his many years of experience, he knew that the person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I checked with my spiritual sense. The person has been dead for less than an incense stick of time." Zhao Kangping said.

The city guards looked at each other in confusion. They were not sure who this calm and composed man was.

Judging from his demeanor, he is likely to be an important figure.

So they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Excuse me, who are you and why are you here?" Wang Chong mustered up the courage to ask this question. At this moment, he was already sweating profusely.

Zhao Kangping replied casually, "I am the incoming city lord."

Then he glanced at the roast chicken shop behind him and continued, "I'm here with my maid to buy roast chicken. Why, do you want to try this roast chicken too?"

His tone was as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Upon hearing this, the city guards were stunned.

"Don't believe it?" Zhao Kangping immediately took out a city lord token.

This token bore the emblem of the Purple Sun Holy Land, along with the three large characters "City Lord's Order." It also emitted a frightening surge of spiritual energy, something a replica could never achieve.

If anyone dared to forge this information, once discovered, they would definitely be put on the Ziyang Holy Land's wanted list. They might even become a bounty target for the Holy Land's disciples to take on.

Coincidentally, Wang Chong had seen the City Lord's Order before. The last time he saw it was from He Weiyuan's hands.

"It's actually the city lord. I'm blind and don't recognize a great man. I deserve to die." Wang Chong, already a seasoned veteran, knelt down wisely and banged his head on the ground, fearing that if he kowtowed too slowly he would displease the noble man in front of him.

From the beginning to the end, the team leader did not make any mistakes. His caution also helped him escape disaster.

The team members behind him were all dumbfounded and knelt down as well.

Especially the man who had just suspected Zhao Kangping of being the murderer kowtowed so hard that his forehead was bleeding.

If the person in front of him is the city lord, he is definitely not the murderer.

Well, actually, even if he killed someone, the deceased must have deserved the death.

"No need to be polite. What's your name?" Zhao Kangping asked the square-faced man in the lead.

"My name is Wang Chong, mayor of the city." The team leader answered cautiously.

Zhao Kangping rarely saw anyone show him such great courtesy.

However, after I officially become the city lord, I guess there will be many such scenes.

Zhao Kangping felt that this encounter with Wang Chong was a perfect opportunity, so he said, "Perfect, I have a favor to ask of you. Have the commander of your city guards come to see me at my house tomorrow."

"Alright, alright, go do your thing. Someone died over there, go back and investigate thoroughly."

He immediately sent these city guards away. These people were still a little frightened. They were just small fry and would never dare to provoke the city lord, so they naturally did as he was told.

The city guards all withdrew, and two of them carried Liu Dakun, who was electrocuted on the ground, and left.

"Master, are you letting them go now?" Wan Baiyi looked at those who were leaving.

"Just some minions." He said nonchalantly.

His main purpose was to meet the city guard commander and see what kind of person he was.

If he knows how to handle things, he can continue to work for you. If he doesn't, he should be replaced.

After Zhao Kangping turned around, everyone in the roast chicken shop became respectful.

"The shop owner is very generous." The man noticed some small details that the boss had just made.

Many shops on this street were closed because of the murder, but their family continued to do business as usual.

And when that burly city guard was being arrogant, the boss didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

Zhao Kangping guessed that the other party was certain that his identity was unusual.

"I noticed that you are an imposing figure. I didn't expect that you are the city lord. I apologize for your rudeness." As he said this, the elderly man bowed to him.

Zhao Kangping didn't bother to be polite and accepted his gift.

He then asked, "Business here should be good, right?"

The store manager said: "It's just okay, just enough to make a living."

"Have these city guards caused you any trouble?" Zhao Kangping changed the subject.

It won't be long before he takes up his new post, so naturally he has to prepare for these three things.

The old store manager looked embarrassed. He glanced at the city guards at the entrance of the alley across from him. He was just a mortal, no different from an ant compared to those skilled city guards.

But the person in front of him was the newly appointed city lord, and compared to him, he was more afraid of Zhao Kangping.

After weighing the pros and cons, he said softly, "Mortals like us are fine; there's not much to exploit. Some city guards prefer to bully those independent cultivators with low cultivation levels."

Many independent cultivators have no power or influence, and if they want to survive in Chuanliu City, they have to make arrangements with many parties.

Independent cultivators also need to cultivate, and they may have the resources for cultivation. These city guards are also cultivators, and those with bad behavior will squeeze value from the independent cultivators at the bottom.

However, this behavior is actually not allowed, and there are relevant laws and regulations in the city that prohibit it. But the reality is that this law exists in name only and has little enforcement power at all.

After chatting with the shop owner for a while, Zhao Kangping also learned about the current situation of the city guards.

Many of the current city guards are people with poor qualifications and little ambition, so their quality is generally not high.

After waiting for a while, all the roast chickens were ready, so Zhao Kangping let the girl put them away herself.

"Do you want to buy some other food?" Zhao Kangping asked.

Wan Baiyi: "Okay, but I only want to eat meat."

Many shops on this street were closed because of the murder.

The two of them could only continue walking to a street market farther away.

The two of them talked and laughed as they walked and bought things along the way.

But at this moment, several pairs of eyes were watching them from the side of the road.

A man in a green shirt unfolded a portrait in his hand. It showed a handsome man, Zhao Kangping.

"This person seems to be that Zhao Zilong?!" The person holding the portrait was the one sent by the Shen family to find the person who bullied Miss Shen that day.

And they move together in groups of two or three.

They would not take action on their own, because Miss Shen's protectors were no match for them, and they would not seek death.

The purpose of these trackers is to find out Zhao Zilong's origins and then report it.

The Shen family offered a large reward for information leading to Zhao Zilong's whereabouts. Initially, they only provided a portrait and the man's name.