Chapter 84 How Much Do You Earn per Month? Why Are You Working so Hard?

Ji Chen's body was like a whirlpool, constantly swallowing these spiritual energies, and then being tempered into innate true qi by the dragon-catching technique.

At the same time, Ji Chen's muscles and bones were also tempered. Every cell was being tempered, and at the same time, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Ji Chen's body exuded precious light, crystal clear, and his bones seemed to be cast in divine gold. The dragon spine exuded luster. As Ji Chen stretched his body slightly, the dragon spine turned over like a real dragon, exuding a terrible might. It contained the power of a real dragon, and the spine crackled, like a dragon roaring.

The dragon-catching technique captures the dragon veins of the world, refines oneself, and forges the immortal body of a real dragon.

This is an authentic Buddhist technique, which is both shameless and overbearing.

After a long time, Ji Chen finally stopped practicing, and the spiritual energy no longer gathered towards him, and the spiritual energy lingering around him gradually dissipated.

The second level of the innate world, perfect.

Feeling the terrifying power in the body, it is several times stronger than the first level.

Take a look at the attributes.

Lifespan: 550

Strength: Innate - Second Heaven

Kungfu: Dragon Capturing Kungfu - Second Level

Magic Power: Eight Steps to the Air - Third Step

Sword Skill: Yan Yang Sword Skill - Perfect

Boxing Skill: Twelve Forms - Perfect

Sword Skill: Armored Sword Skill - Grandmaster

Killing: 1000

Reputation: 2000

Only 1,000 killing points left, I don't know how long it will take to save enough for the third level.

Then, Ji Chen took out a green shirt from the ring and put it on, with the Pojun sword inserted at his waist, took a step forward, and disappeared.

After he left for a while, Xing Gaoxi led a group of constables to walk leisurely towards the Demon Suppression Division.

At this moment, a vendor ran from a distance in a panic, shouting in fear, "Murder, murder!"

The vendor was relieved until he saw Xing Gaoxi and his group of constables. He said to them in shock, "Sir, someone was killed over there. There's so much blood. It's flowing out through the cracks in the door, like a river."

"Where was the murderer? Tell me more specifically!" Xing Gaoxi asked calmly.

"It was the Demon Suppression Division. There was so much blood over there."

The vendor was obviously frightened. He said something casually and ran away in a panic.

A younger constable pulled out the single knife hanging from his waist.

"In broad daylight, in the open, how dare you kill someone..."

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Chief Constable Xing, who made him stagger.

"What's wrong, Master?"

The young constable felt a little aggrieved.

His name is Ding You. His father died in the line of duty a year ago. He was recommended by Xing Gaoxi. With his clean identity and innocent background, he was able to enter the Patrol Division to replace his father and was accepted as an apprentice by Xing Gaoxi.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xing Gaoxi scolded.

"Catch someone!"

"Pa!"

Xing Gaoxi hit Ding You on the head with another big slap.

"How many lives do you have? How much is your monthly salary? Why do you work so hard!"

Ding You covered his head with one hand, feeling a little wronged, but he didn't dare to show it.

After Xing Gaoxi scolded Ding You, he looked at the snack stalls next to him, walked to one of the stalls, bought two donkey meat hot pots, and then ate while talking.

"To work for me, I don't want you to be outstanding or have great achievements in the future. I just want you to live well, so that when your parents are old, you can be filial to them, and when you are old, your children can enjoy your happiness. Being alive is more important than anything else."

"Of course, it is not ruled out that you have lofty ambitions and want to achieve great achievements and a bright future with your remaining body. Those who have such ideas can find another way out, and I won't stop them."

The constables were silent, and no one spoke.

In fact, everyone knew that Chief Constable Xing did this to protect them. Basically, those who had established families and careers agreed with Chief Constable Xing's approach.

Patrolling the streets every day and occasionally catching small thieves, you can get five taels of silver a month. Putting aside food, clothing and household expenses, you can still have two taels left, drinking wine, listening to music in brothels, fishing for clams, and tasting seafood. Why not?

The thirty-three taels of silver system is the supreme power to control the people in any era and in any world.

Ordinary people need 36 taels of silver for a year, but their income is only 33 taels a year, so ordinary people spend their whole lives running around and working hard for the last 3 taels of silver, always thinking that they are not working hard enough, and have no extra energy to rebel.

But this kind of power to control the people is not limited to these constables, and even the lowest-ranking yamen runners can get rid of this system.

Yamen runners have a monthly salary of 3 taels, which is exactly 36 taels a year.

So most of the constables still agree with the way Chief Constable Xing does things, only some young people, such as Ding You, have not yet wiped out their bloodiness and arrogance.

But he has been suppressed by his master and is not allowed to show off.

"Let's go! Go to the Demon Suppression Division!"

Xing Gaoxi carried a knife, ate fire, and led a group of constables, slowly walking towards the Demon Suppression Division.

A group of constables followed him with single knives in their hands, and some constables followed Chief Constable Xing and carried their knives on their shoulders.

When the detectives came to the outside of the Demon Suppression Bureau, they were all stunned. They could smell the bloody smell from a long distance away.

The tiles on the wall of the Demon Suppression Bureau were red. A closer look revealed that it was blood, dripping down the tiles, like a drizzle.

Blood was also flowing out from under the crack of the gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau, gurgling like a stream.

A bad premonition enveloped Xing Gaoxi's heart. He hurried to the gate and pushed open the gate of the Demon Suppression Division.

One glance made Xing Gaoxi's face turn pale.

What he saw was a bloody yard, with broken meat all over the ground and broken limbs lying across the ground. The blood dyed the whole yard red. The blood flowed along the cracks of the bluestone floor, and finally gathered at the door and flowed out.

There was a ginkgo tree in the yard, with broken meat and broken limbs hanging on the branches, swaying with the breeze.

The constables behind Xing Gaoxi also turned pale and froze there.

Everyone felt a chill from the top of their heads to the bottom of their feet, and their whole bodies were horrified.

What kind of Shura scene is this?

What happened here?

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, impacting everyone's sense of smell, so that all the constables bent down and vomited unconsciously.

They had never seen such a tragic scene.

Even Xing Gaoxi, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but bend down and vomit.

After Xing Gaoxi finished vomiting, he quickly closed the door, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down his shocked mood.

At that moment, although he was also shocked by the tragic scene in the yard, as a professional patrolman, he still saw all the clues in the yard.

Although there was blood and flesh inside, he knew that all the dead were people from the Zhao Mansion, including the third elder of the Zhao Mansion.

The spear was too iconic.