UGB Chapter 75 Destruction
Chapter 75 Destruction
Zhou Qiuyuan moved his body and felt no discomfort whatsoever; the Azure Wood Poison had vanished without a trace.
He didn't even have time for breakfast before rushing out of the house.
The Ma family immediately distributed meat porridge. If the news had reached the government office any later, the human-faced sores would have broken out on a large scale, and many innocent people would have died tragically.
As for how to obtain the Chu family's magical artifacts, he had no clue whatsoever; it was all up to luck.
He cannot reveal his true face, lest Chu Ziheng find out about this and retaliate, and all his close relatives and friends would be implicated.
After changing his appearance, Zhou Qiuyuan rushed to the yamen as quickly as possible.
The main gate of the yamen was tightly closed, and there was no sign of any bailiffs in black robes.
He stepped forward and knocked on the animal-shaped ring on the gate, but no one answered for a long time.
Zhou Qiuyuan looked at the large drum not far away and was about to start beating it.
Upon seeing this, an old man with a stall along the street quickly said, "Young man, don't beat the drum. If you disturb the constables and the magistrate, you'll be in for a beating. If you're lucky, you'll be bedridden for three to five months; if you're unlucky, you'll die."
Zhou Qiuyuan took out thirty coins and handed them over. "Uncle, is there any way?"
"Just you wait and see!" The old man, not expecting such an unexpected surprise, happily pocketed the money, ran to a secluded corner, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Hu San, your wife has gone to cheat on you again."
Shortly after, hurried footsteps echoed from inside the yamen (government office). A short, stocky man rushed out the gate, his eyes wide with anger, and shouted, "Who's spouting nonsense? Get out here and face the world!"
He was dressed in a black robe and was a yamen runner guarding the yamen.
Zhou Qiuyuan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "My lord, I have important business to report to the county magistrate."
"Are you trying to make fun of me?!" Hu San's eyes widened in anger, and he drew his sword from its sheath without hesitation.
Hu San didn't know if the matter was true or false, and wanted to beat the other party up to vent his anger.
Outsiders dare to make fun of him, and his colleagues only treat him as a joke. He has no face left to save.
Zhou Qiuyuan's long-honed skills came into play; he saw through the trajectory of the scabbard at a glance and easily dodged it.
"You still dare to hide?" A faint red light emanated from Hu San's nose, and a trace of red light appeared on the scabbard.
Zhou Qiuyuan originally intended to capture him, but not wanting to jeopardize the important matter, he took out one hundred coins and handed them over.
"I was ignorant and I hope you will be magnanimous. I will offer you one hundred coins for tea as an apology. Please inform the magistrate."
"You're smart to know your place." Hu San casually stuffed the money into his pocket before sheathing his knife. "It's still early. I've disturbed the magistrate's peaceful sleep, so I'll be in for a good scolding."
He rubbed his right thumb back and forth between his index and middle fingers, which was the gesture for asking for money.
Zhou Qiuyuan memorized the man's appearance and handed him a thousand coins, saying, "Someone is spreading a plague of human-faced sores in the city. Please inform them in time."
"That's more like it."
Hu San returned to the yamen, but soon came back, saying, "The steward says he can't see him."
"If you give the steward a little more money, I'll be able to help you get a message to the magistrate."
Zhou Qiuyuan used his Wind Listening Technique to see that Hu San did not enter the backyard of the yamen, nor did he talk to anyone. So how could he have bribed the steward?
This is just a roundabout way of asking for money.
Even the King of Hell is hard to see, but his underlings are even harder to deal with.
Even a clay figure has a certain amount of fire in it. Zhou Qiuyuan wanted to stop the human-faced sores from spreading in the city, but he was harassed by corrupt officials, which threatened to ruin his important mission.
In the dream of the future, the Ma family distributed meat porridge at dawn, but the human-faced sores had already spread throughout the city. By dusk, the government had not sent anyone to the Ma family, so he could not have any expectations of the government's efficiency.
Are there any other solutions?
Zhou Qiuyuan had an idea in mind, raised his fist, and punched Hu San.
Hu San never expected this person to turn on him so quickly. He couldn't react in time and was sent flying.
He got up from the ground and said angrily, "You dare to assault a government official? Your crime is compounded."
Just then, Hu San felt as if his right wrist had been struck hard, and the hand gripping the hilt of the knife became weak, causing the knife at his waist to fall into someone else's hands.
Hu San, his face ashen, fled back to the yamen in a disheveled state, shouting, "Something terrible has happened! Someone has vandalized the yamen and stolen the official documents!"
The sound was as loud as a bell, and it reached inside the government office.
Before long, five figures in black robes ran out of the yamen, all looking at Zhou Qiuyuan, who was holding the yamen's standard-issue sword.
"Capture him, tattoo his face, and banish him from Black Swamp City!" Hu San shouted from behind, his eyes fixed on Zhou Qiuyuan.
To dare offend the constables and seize weapons from the government office is a serious crime.
"How dare they! They dare to steal the ritual implements from the constables in front of the yamen!"
"Why don't you surrender now!"
When Zhou Qiuyuan saw the constables chasing him out of the yamen, he decisively turned and ran.
Six figures in black robes relentlessly pursued them from behind.
To avoid revealing his identity, Zhou Qiuyuan did not use his Lightning Shadow skill and was unable to shake off his pursuers.
However, he never intended to shake them off.
The Yang Lei Bian technique excels in speed and strength. Zhou Qiuyuan infused his legs with thunderous spiritual power, making him far faster than ordinary body cultivators.
Of the six constables, only one used a speed-based secret technique to catch up with Zhou Qiuyuan. His standard longsword glowed red as he slashed at Zhou Qiuyuan's right arm.
Zhou Qiuyuan keenly sensed the killing intent behind him and the trajectory of the long sword. He turned his body and leaped into the alley on the left, just in time to dodge the sword that would sever his arm.
The two chased each other until they arrived at the porridge stall set up by Ma Dashan in the South District, where many people had gathered to wait for porridge.
Zhou Qiuyuan rushed straight to this spot, and just then, another blade came slashing down. He turned his body to the side, and the constable's crimson longsword slashed at a porridge bucket.
A pot of freshly cooked meat porridge was spilled all over the floor.
When Zhou Qiuyuan saw this, his face was full of pain. He pointed at the bailiff who had drawn the knife and shouted angrily, "Don't ruin my Ma family's meat porridge! This is food to relieve the people!"
The Ma family?
The constable who couldn't catch up with Zhou Qiuyuan was taken aback, but then a look of joy appeared on his face. "Quickly, take control of the Ma family and don't let them distribute meat porridge."
They may not be very good at accomplishing things, but they are extremely good at causing harm.
Having achieved his goal, Zhou Qiuyuan fled to a distant place once again, leaving the six pursuers behind him to become four.
The fastest constable gave chase, and the two arrived at the Ma family residence.
The constable swung his sword, and a streak of crimson fire flashed as it slashed toward Zhou Qiuyuan's head.
The man dodged his attacks several times, fueling the officer's rage. He then decided to take the man's life.
Zhou Qiuyuan sensed the killing intent behind him. He dodged the opponent's knife again and turned around to throw a punch.
The punch landed precisely at the moment the constable took a breath, causing him to stumble backward. Before he could react, Zhou Qiuyuan changed his fist into a grab, grabbed the man by his clothes, and threw him toward the Ma family mansion.
"Something terrible has happened!"
"The constables discovered that they had added human-faced sores to the meat porridge they were distributing, intending to create an evil plague."
Zhou Qiuyuan glanced at the scalpel he had stolen from the constable and threw it forcefully into the Ma family's residence.
After he finished doing everything, he decisively turned around and ran away.
Now that things have come to this point, even the most incompetent officials should know how to resolve this matter; the rest is up to fate.