Chapter 240

Other prefectures suffered from the invasion of ghosts and monsters, and the people lived in misery.

The Demon-Slaying Division was inactive, and people died from time to time, with complaints from the people.

Only Zhenhai Prefecture, and a few other prefectures, made up their minds to clean up the disaster-stricken dens, eradicating many accumulated ghosts and monsters.

The millions of people here were able to sleep peacefully, free from ghost and monster disasters, and were deeply grateful to the Demon-Slaying Division.

The people of Zhenhai Prefecture showed it most clearly.

Even the prestige of the prefecture government among the people was far inferior to the Demon-Slaying Division.

Jiang Jian, as the Regional Military Commissioner, personally cleared Zhenhai Prefecture and was respected by all people.

Living shrines were worshipped all over the prefecture.

"Is your Zhenhai Prefecture Regional Military Commissioner really that spiritual? In my opinion, he's just a fame-seeking person."

A man walked close, looked at the white-robed boy statue, and sneered.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The waiting people turned around and glared at him angrily.

The boy who was kneeling, hearing this, stood up, walked to the man, and said coldly, "What did you just say?"

In his hand, he gripped a stone.

Among the people on the side, there were also people holding sharp farm tools, surrounding him.

Seeing this situation.

The man's face changed in shock, and he retreated repeatedly: "I was just joking, don't take it seriously!"

He was a demon-slaying guard sent by the Demon-Slaying Division of the neighboring prefecture, originally wanting to find out the truth.

But he didn't expect that his words would arouse public anger.

"This is not right!"

The man cursed inwardly while retreating.

"In the past, whether scolding the government or scolding the Demon-Slaying Division, the people would clap their hands and shout well."

"Today, arriving at this Zhenhai Prefecture, why has it changed?"

"Could it be that the things this prefecture's Regional Military Commissioner did, as rumored, are all true?"

"How is this possible!"

"My division's commander said that the achievements boasted by Zhenhai Prefecture are all made up, and it's just a name without reality!"

While his thoughts were spinning.

The man looked at the people all around and called out bitterly.

Bang!

A hard stone flew over and smashed heavily on his forehead!

The man's eyes went black, severe pain came from his forehead, his thoughts were dazed, and he saw stars.

"How dare you slander Lord Regional Military Commissioner!"

After the boy threw the stone, his face was icy, he clenched his fists tightly, and was the first to rush up!

Behind him, many Zhenhai Prefecture people stepped forward together and beat the man violently!

Not long after.

The man was bruised and swollen, beaten to the point of being on his last breath, with only outgoing breath and no incoming breath, lying on the river beach.

Above the clouds.

Jiang Jian rode the pitch-black phoenix and saw this scene clearly.

His gaze paused and fell on the boy.

For some reason.

He faintly perceived that some inexplicable energy was gathering toward him.

"This is."

"The power of incense."

Jiang Jian sensed carefully, his expression freezing slightly.

Incense is a mysterious energy that can help with cultivation.

However, this path is too troublesome.

And it is only useful in the second realm.

Jiang Jian was not interested in this.

A little energy was better than nothing.

While pondering.

Jiang Jian activated the Long Que, passed through the heavy clouds, and landed in the Demon-Slaying Division from afar.

Not returned for two months.

The Zhenhai Prefecture Demon-Slaying Division was still in good order.

Under the strict leadership of Deputy Commander Wang Jian, following Jiang Jian's instructions.

All demon-slaying guards, except for daily training.

For the rest of the time, they would take turns going out to strengthen patrols.

Must ensure that no ghosts or monsters appear in Zhenhai Prefecture.

Clearly.

Wang Jian had executed Jiang Jian's orders very thoroughly.

"This official seal, the Great Zhou Qi Luck that can be mobilized, has reached its limit."

Jiang Jian returned to the main hall, took out the Regional Military Commissioner's official seal, and fell silent.

The fourth-rank official seal, the Great Zhou Qi Luck that can be mobilized, is not endless, but has an upper limit.

A full sixty days of desperate cultivation without sleep or rest.

Jiang Jian used up all the Great Zhou Qi Luck that could be brought by this official seal, not leaving a single bit.

Now this Demon-Slaying Division official position.

For him, it was already useless.

"Wang Jian, come see me immediately."

Jiang Jian said softly.

A few hundred meters away.

In a duty room.

Wang Jian suddenly sat up straight, looked left and right, his expression suspicious.

"The voice just now was Lord Regional Military Commissioner!"

"Could it be that the Lord is back?!"

He didn't have time to think, pushed open the duty room door, and strode toward the main hall of the Demon-Slaying Division.

A few minutes later.

Wang Jian came outside the main hall and tentatively said: "Lord Regional Military Commissioner!?"

Jiang Jian said: "Come in."

Wang Jian stepped into the hall, his face full of surprise: "Lord! You are finally back!"

"The subordinate couldn't see the Lord, as if I had lost my goal, turning around like a headless fly every day!"

"Looking forward to the stars and the moon, finally looking forward to the Lord's return!"

While he was saying this, he knelt on the ground with a thud.

Jiang Jian had a strange expression and said: "Get up."

Wang Jian stood up, showing flattery: "Lord Regional Military Commissioner, I will go get the account book, which records all the account details of my division for the past two months, please take a look, Lord."

After speaking.

He turned around directly and walked toward the side hall.

Jiang Jian waved his hand and stopped him: "No need."

Wang Jian was stunned and looked back.

Jiang Jian walked to his side, took out the fourth-rank official seal, placed it before him, and said softly: "Wang Jian."

Wang Jian extended his hand and subconsciously took the official seal: "The subordinate is here!"

Jiang Jian said: "From this moment on, you are the Regional Military Commissioner of the Zhenhai Prefecture Demon-Slaying Division!"

He flicked his moon-white sleeves and walked toward the door, "I have resigned from the imperial court and recommended you. In these two days, there will be an official appointment."

Wang Jian's head spun, surprise and complexity intertwined on his face, and for a time, he didn't react.

Until Jiang Jian walked to the door.

Wang Jian finally regained his senses, his face flushed, and he said urgently: "Lord! Where are you going!?"

While speaking.

That white-robed boy had already walked out of the room.

"Go where I should go."

A cold voice came, getting further and further away.

Finally, it dissipated completely.

"Lord Regional Military Commissioner!"

In Wang Jian's heart, a bad premonition arose, and he chased out in a hurry.

Looking everywhere, he couldn't see a single figure.

In an instant.

Wang Jian seemed to sense something, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

A pitch-black phoenix spread its wings, covering the sky and the sun, flying toward the distance of the sky.

Looking from afar.

On top of its head stood a tiny figure.

Standing alone in the fierce wind, without the slightest wavering.

"Lord Regional Military Commissioner."

Wang Jian looked at the sky blankly until the huge pitch-black phoenix became smaller and smaller and disappeared completely.

He had a premonition.

Perhaps.

This parting would be the last time they met.

Outside the main hall.

Demon-slaying guards had already heard the commotion and hurried over.

"Deputy Commander!"

"Deputy Commander, what's wrong with you!"

Several people spoke at once, showing concern.

During this period, the Demon-Slaying Division had made great achievements, and funds were very abundant.

Wang Jian followed Jiang Jian's orders and no longer deducted the salaries of the demon-slaying guards, and every time they went out to patrol, there was extra money issued.

Over time.

The Demon-Slaying Division was of one mind, united, and almost became an iron plate.

"I'm fine."

Wang Jian was dazed and shook his head.

A demon-slaying guard frowned and asked: "Deputy Commander, I just saw from afar that you kept looking up, is there a ghost or monster in the sky?"

Hearing this.

The other demon-slaying guards froze, drew their weapons together, and showed no fear on their faces!

"The person in the sky is not a ghost or monster."

Wang Jian regained his senses, looked at the disciplined demon-slaying guards, and couldn't help but smile.

Compared to when Liu Ji was in power, with petty tricks and a mess.

A team like this is the Demon-Slaying Guard, the Demon-Slaying Division!

Deep in his heart, he recited this sentence again.

Zhenhai Prefecture.

Because of one person's short stay, it had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Not a ghost or monster, then what is it?"

The demon-slaying guard asked suspiciously.

Wang Jian rubbed his chest, his emotions surging, and muttered.

"The ancients all said, ghosts and gods, ghosts and gods."

"Not a ghost or monster, naturally it's a god."

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(End of chapter)