MTL - Full-level Medical Repair Returns To True and False Thousand Gold Texts-Chapter 205 Demon Road (one more)

   Chapter 205 Demon Dao (one more)

   "Meow!"

   The cat that was lying on his stomach suddenly squatted and sat up, his white beards twitching slightly with its movements.

   Its nose moved, it seemed to be sniffing something, and it seemed to sense something, it looked in the direction where Gu Yanfei left just now.

  Gu Yanfei had already arrived at the gate of Tianyin Pavilion, and vaguely heard a cat meowing.

  Sunny seems to be having a good time.

  Gu Yanfei looked back at the second floor of Tianyin Pavilion, bent his lower lip, and got into a carriage.

   After Gu Yanfei was seated, the carriage went straight to the road.

  The carriage shuttled through the criss-crossed streets, all the way to the direction of the palace.

   There was a lot of noise outside the carriage, and the streets along the way were very noisy.

  Gu Yanfei opened the curtain with one hand, and saw those people gathered in twos and threes, all discussing the disappearance of the child last night:

   "Have you heard that the missing children were taken to... 'there'."

   "I heard. Someone is sick, right?"

   "That's right, a little girl managed to escape after a lot of hard work, and now her father ran to the right door of Chang'an to knock on the Dengwen drum and declare his injustice!"

   "This... isn't this life-threatening?"

   "Hey. That's right, I just saw a team of officials go to the right gate of Chang'an."

  “…”

  Gu Yanfei glanced at the people who were talking about it, and withdrew her gaze calmly.

  When the carriage drove to West Chang'an Avenue, there were more people on the street, it was bustling, and they were all walking towards the right gate of Chang'an.

  The street was congested, and those passersby walked slowly, shoulder to shoulder, but when the carriage that Gu Yanfei was riding in drove past, someone automatically divided a lane, allowing the carriage to pass smoothly.

  The carriage drove smoothly all the way to the vicinity of the right gate of Chang'an. The closer it was to the palace gate, the more people there were.

At this moment, there are hundreds of people gathered in the square outside the right gate of Chang'an, including family members of missing children, enthusiastic people who came to show support, and idlers watching the excitement. Standing at the forefront are the father and daughter Zhang Shusheng. And the middle-aged woman who lost her son.

   Confronting these indignant people was a group of imperial guards guarding the right gate of Chang'an.

  These imperial guards wear bronze helmets and iron armor, hold spears, and carry a majesty that strangers should not approach.

The General Banner of the Imperial Guard, headed by him, carried a long knife and warned lukewarmly, "Scholar, you have to think carefully, once you hit the drum of Dengwen, you will have no regrets, even if you go back on your word. Now, I also have to suffer these thirty court rods.”

   "This is the Great Law!"

   The last sentence was loud and impressive.

  The surrounding people were somewhat suppressed by the imposing manner of the Imperial Army, and they became quite quiet, all of them looking at the scholar.

  Scholar Zhang was unafraid, holding the girl in one hand, looking at the banned soldiers with his head held high, gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "I want to sue!"

   He wants justice and understanding for his daughter.

   The middle-aged woman beside him also choked up and said, "I'm going to sue too!"

   As the last word fell, a gruff male voice scolded angrily, "What are you suing?!"

   "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Twenty tall yachas ran towards this side with long knives on their shoulders, all of them stern faces, showing the bad breath of the comers.

The squad leader headed by    first bowed his hands to the general flag of the forbidden army, and said with a polite apologetic smile: "General flag Li, leave these troublemakers to me."

   President Li's flag was hesitant.

   Beating the drum and telling the imperial court is no trivial matter. It would be great if the big things could be made small.

The people around    suddenly became agitated, whispering, and words such as "Jingzhao House", "Yachai", "injuring Zhang Scholar" and so on floated in the wind.

  When the head of the class turned to face the ordinary people, he changed his face again, looked around everyone arrogantly and said: "The capital city, at the foot of the emperor, you are so noisy, do you want to gather the crowd to make trouble?"

   A squatted old man bowed to the head of the class and clasped his fists, and explained in a low voice: "Master, we are not trying to cause trouble, but some children are missing... oops!"

   Before he could finish speaking, the old man was kicked down rudely by a fat yacha, who was five big and three thick, and fell to the sky, screaming again and again.

   "Isn't it because they lost some beggars and refugees?" the class head shouted angrily, "their lives can't be compared to a single finger of a noble!"

   Scholar Zhang, the middle-aged woman, and the rest of the people were deeply stabbed by the class leader's remarks. The simple faces of Zhang Zhang were flushed, and anger flashed in their eyes.

   "No reason!"

   An indignant male voice rang out from the crowd, with a loud voice.

   "Why do you beat people?!" A young man in gray raised his chin and shouted indignantly at the yamen, "Aren't the lives of our people not our lives?!"

   The other people were also aroused by the arrogance of the yamen, and they all echoed: "That's it!"

   "So many children were lost overnight, and the government ignored them."

   "Don't treat our people as human beings at all!"

  “…”

  The people are getting more and more excited, and they are both angry and injustice in their hearts, and they all hold their breath.

   Bantou snorted disdainfully, raised his finger and pointed at the clamoring commoners: "You scoundrels don't all give up to Lao Tzu, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

At the same time as the last word    fell, the yamen he brought with him pulled out their long knives.

   A dozen long knives shone with cold light, and when the tip of the knives pointed at people, people felt a little chill when they looked at them.

   There is a strong smell of gunpowder in the air, and the two sides are facing each other, and it seems that someone will splatter blood on the spot at any time.

   These commoners who were present had never seen this murderous battle, they were somewhat frightened, and most of them didn't dare to move.

Li Zongqi of the forbidden army watched the two sides fighting each other, for fear that the **** case would not end well, just as he was about to step forward, the leader of the squad had already walked towards him and said in his ear: "Zongqi Li, just a commoner, nothing to do with it. It's a big deal. We adults have written down your affection."

  Li Zongqi frowned and looked back and forth at the two sides, considering the interests and interests.

The two sides were at a stalemate. An ordinary-looking young man in coarse cloth Tsing Yi walked out, with a black t-shirt showing a corner of his neckline, and started to make peace with his heart, persuading Scholar Zhang: "Scholar brother, I think this matter is still considered. Right."

   "Shangqing Zhenren said that everything in the world has its own destiny. Your daughter is all right, so why bother looking for trouble."

"It's still you who can speak human words." The fat yachai smiled contemptuously, waving a long knife and pointing at the crowd, "The eldest princess is dying, and saving the princess is a great blessing, you scoundrels don't know what's wrong. "

   "Yes, yes." The youth in green clothes nodded again and again, "Shenzhen Shangqing is a living immortal in this world. He took the children's blood for the princess to make alchemy, which is also a blessing for the children. Everyone has his own destiny!"

   The few words were like adding fuel to the fire, and the people present were even more irritated, their faces burning with anger.

  People do not fight against officials, not to mention that this case involves nobles from the heavenly family. However, the scholar and the woman just want to beat the drum and denounce their grievances.

   They originally thought that Shangqingzhen was a living god, but now it seems that it is nothing more than a demon colluding with the powerful.

   (end of this chapter)