Chapter Fourteen: Disposal

  Xie Jin shouted loudly: "The bandit leader Peng Chun has been eliminated, why haven't you surrendered yet!"

  His subordinates also shouted loudly and killed several stubborn bandits. The remaining bandits were terrified, and they all knelt down to surrender.

  The situation was still chaotic, especially the wandering spirits who had blown up the camp earlier. Although some took advantage of the chaos to escape, others were killed or trampled to death, many remained, crying and rioting, especially as there may be bandits hiding among them.

  Xie Jin knew that at this time, only a quick cut could solve the problem, otherwise the loss would be even greater. So he shouted loudly, saying: "I'll count to three, those of you who want to live, kneel down and obey me! After the third count, anyone still standing will be killed!"

  After counting to three, the kneeling ones were few, Xie Jin rushed up with a smile, ordering his subordinates to chop and kill wildly. This was much easier to deal with than the bandits earlier. Wherever the soldiers went, some of the wandering souls regained their senses and knelt down, while those still standing were killed directly. Gradually, the camp was slaughtered flat, and all that could be heard were sounds, from the initial chaos to the current silence, with occasional shouts, followed by soldiers advancing, swinging their swords, and gray mist scattering everywhere.

  The surroundings gradually fell into an eerie calmness.

  Since just now, Fang Ming has been ignoring the camp's affairs, his mind completely absorbed by the changes in the weather.

  At first, as he drove away the wandering spirits under him, he found that on top of the air operation outside, a faint black gas was produced, and even wanted to mix into the air operation. At this time, the golden seal flashed with fluctuations, blocking the black gas outside. But the black gas was very stubborn, entwining around, constantly probing.

  Then, the golden light of merit surrounding the aura began to flicker, purifying the black air, and the two mutually consumed each other. The golden light of merit, having suffered losses from the previous change in fate, gradually became exhausted and finally disappeared, while the black air was also purified by more than half, no longer as ferocious as before.

  At this time, Fang Ming had already killed the fierce ghost with his hands down. Suddenly, another stream of merit golden light was generated, and as the battle results increased, the merit golden light also grew extremely fast, eliminating all the black air, leaving only a thin layer of merit golden light wrapped around the aura. When Peng Chun beheaded, the merit golden light surged again, thickening by a lot.

  Fang Ming carefully compared and found that this time, the extermination of bandits had unexpectedly brought him more merits. He had an epiphany in his heart: indiscriminately killing wandering souls would bring about black air, which was a disastrous aura, easily leading to misfortune. Although he himself had a large amount of auspicious energy protecting his body, temporarily holding off the disaster, the black air would gradually accumulate, and when the dark clouds pressed down and the black air covered up the auspicious energy, there would certainly be great calamity.

  While eliminating evil spirits, some people say that merits and virtues are bestowed from above. These merits and virtues can eliminate disasters and avoid calamities, counteracting the aura of disaster. Many evil spirits are formed from killing people to survive, with black auras surrounding their bodies. Killing them can save many lives, earning great merit and virtue. Peng Chun is an even more malevolent spirit, preparing to wreak havoc on a region, so this person's merits and virtues were bestowed from above.

  At this time, looking around, Xie Jin had already settled the camp, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have brought fewer military clerks, recording merits, inspecting spoils of war. At this time, it was only possible to let Wang Liu Lang take over, fortunately, he also understood some literature and could do things.

  After searching for the spoils of war, I realized that this battle had a great outcome, but also suffered significant losses.

  Bandit leader Peng Chun has been shot dead. Most of his trusted followers have also met the same fate, and only a few are left hiding in the crowd. However, they cannot escape the dark aura above their heads and are pulled out by Fang Ming, who orders Xie Jin to take them away for interrogation.

  The remaining bandits, about thirty or so, have all surrendered. Fang Ming has decided to temporarily detain them for the time being and see what fate decides.

  There were still five or six hundred wandering spirits left, most of which did not have black energy. However, Fang Ming didn't want to keep them either, and more importantly, he couldn't afford it. Even if he threw all the spells into the domain, it would consume several hundred divine powers a day. He only earned over a hundred a day, so after some calculations, Fang Ming gave up on the idea of adopting them. After all, ghost spirits couldn't produce incense and vows. He could only choose a few talented ones, and the rest were left to fend for themselves.

  On the dark troop side, eight people died, nearly half of whom were killed by Peng Chun. The remaining people are all injured. It has to be said that whether or not there is armor and whether or not there is a sword has too great an impact on battle.

  After the meeting, Xie Jin returned and said: "Your Excellency, I have finished interrogating, Peng Chun is indeed ordered by Li Hei Bao to create chaos here, attract attention, and reduce the pressure on Linjiang Prefecture. According to the captive's words, Li Hei Bao has arrangements in various neighboring prefectures of Linjiang Prefecture."

  He said here, hesitated again, and said: "There is another news, I don't know if it's true or false." His face was solemn, even a little pale.

  Fang Ming was startled and asked: "What news is this?"

  "There were captives exchanged, and Peng Chun inadvertently revealed the news from his mouth. This time, not only Li Hei Bao took action, but also a ghost king from another state seemed to want to take advantage of the situation and share the spoils. They had formed an alliance with Li Hei Bao, agreeing to advance and retreat together. However, Peng Chun then stopped mentioning this matter altogether, and his subordinates did not know what was true or false."

  "Ah!" Fang Ming sucked in a breath of cold air, this news made his slightly raised complacent mood completely disappear, and his face also turned gloomy.

  He paced back and forth a few times, let out a long sigh, and said: "Whether this is true or false, it's a big deal for the province. We're just a small county, no need to worry too much."

  Xie Jin also thought so and asked: "How will those captured loyalists be dealt with?"

  "Kill them all!"

  "Right!" Then the sound of a sword being swung was heard.

  The news he just received made Fang Ming feel very bad.

  The aura of his subordinates has improved, the black air has largely disappeared, and there is a hint of golden light. This time, Fang Ming was the general person in charge, took the lead, and his subordinates were the executors, also sharing some merits, washing away the black air.

  At this time, they came to the ordinary evil spirits again. For them, this battle was inexplicable, and they didn't even know who their opponent was. Now that they saw the leader of the other side coming over, they suddenly trembled all over and didn't dare move.

  Fang Ming took a look, and most of the black energy was thick and heavy. The original energy was all white energy, so there was nothing to say. With a flip of his hand, the golden seal flashed with white light. These thirty or so people didn't even have time to beg for mercy before they were turned into black smoke in the white light, adding a few points of merit to Fang Ming's account.

  This move not only shocked his subordinates, but also frightened the ordinary wandering souls in the distance. Fang Ming let out a cold hum, and the red and white energies surged, exerting a heavy pressure that suppressed the crowd of souls, preventing them from causing another disturbance.

  When Fang Ming arrived, these souls, old and young, male and female, were suddenly frightened pale, and they all kowtowed, "Spare our lives, sir!" "Have mercy on us, sir!" and so on.

  Fang Ming waved his hand and said in a warm tone: "Don't worry, we won't casually destroy the yin souls. Those earlier were evil spirits that harm people, it couldn't be helped."

  Although the crowd of souls did not know whether this was true or false, they were willing to believe it and gradually calmed down.

  Fang Ming looked at the crowd of wandering souls, especially those with good fortune, and really gained something. He saw a middle-aged man whose innate aura was golden yellow, actually one level higher than Xie Jin's. His heart was filled with joy. There was also another person whose innate aura was pure red, also a talented individual.

  A smile appeared on his face as he said, "My lord is currently short of manpower, especially in the literary department. Are you willing to work for me? Those who are willing, please step forward."

  The ghosts were stunned by Fang Ming's fierce move earlier and for a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat chilly.

  Fang Ming didn't care and continued waiting.

  After a long time, a big man came out and said: "I am Wu Ming of the certain family. I have had a feud with Zhang Tie for a long time. Since you killed Zhang Tie, you have avenged our great enmity. From now on, we will follow your orders without any hesitation." Fang Ming didn't know who Zhang Tie was, but he should be one of the evil spirits, so he said: "Well, I'll take you as my subordinate then."

  Seeing Dahen's move, several people stood up, probably acquaintances of Dahen, about four or five men, each with sturdy muscles, unexpectedly mixed in the crowd, estimated to be taking advantage of the situation to avenge. Unfortunately, the two people Fangming had his eyes on were dressed as scholars and were not among them. Fangming took them down one by one.

  Fang Ming again ordered Xie Jin to bring up the insider for this time. Xie Jin went down and soon brought a person up.

  This man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, as soon as he saw Fang Ming, he paid his respects and said: "Humble commoner Liu Qi has seen the great sir!"

  Fang Ming nodded and said: "You have merit this time, I will appoint you as Wu Chang, in charge of a squad." He waved his hand to let Liu Qi go, but this was actually tempting him with benefits.

  "Is that all?" His gaze swept over the two of them, and the middle-aged man seemed to notice his gaze, lowering his head. This made Fang Ming's heart feel a chill.

  At this time, a young scholar stood out, and Fang Ming secretly rejoiced. This person was the destined pure red person. The young scholar bowed and said: "Late-born Guo Sheng can serve adults, but there is still an old mother who needs to be supported..."

  "Oh!" Fang Ming was shocked. It seemed that this family had encountered a great disaster. He said, "This matter is easy. Your mother and you can come together, I will also support you!"

  "Your humble servant greets you, milord!" Guo Sheng's face showed delight as he knelt and paid his respects.

  Seeing Guo Sheng also being taken in, several more came out, some of whom had elderly or relatives who needed to be cared for together. Fang Ming welcomed them without exception and took in another twenty or so. At this time, the number of wandering spirits with good intentions was gradually increasing, but unfortunately, Fang Ming no longer wanted to take any more in, as he had already reached his limit. He simply waved his hand: "Hmm, there are enough people now, you can go!"

  Although these vengeful spirits would have been taken to attack the village and suffered heavy casualties if Fang Ming hadn't saved them, they were instead driven by Fang Ming to attack the enemy and nearly half of them died. Fang Ming wanted to make some amends, so he recruited some to make up for it. However, without mentioning his ability to nurture souls with divine power, he let them choose for themselves, and now it's up to each person's luck - those who came out could last long, while the rest would gradually dissipate within a few days.

  But people with golden life are hard to come by, and it's worth a try.

  Fang Ming walked up to the middle-aged man, clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Sir, your demeanor is extraordinary, I greatly admire you. May I ask if sir would be willing to travel with me, so that I may learn from you?"

  A middle-aged man smiled wryly: "He is not talented, I'm afraid he lacks knowledge and learning, so he can't be a great man who seeks advice!"

  "Hehe, no need to be polite, I feel like we're old friends the moment I see you, sir. Please don't decline," Fang Ming said as he grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and started walking, without waiting for a response.

  At this moment, two men jumped out and shouted, "Let Mr. go quickly!"

  "Huh?" Xie Jin suddenly drew his sword and shouted: "Who dares to be rude?"

  "Hold on, hold on!" Mr. He sighed with a bitter smile and said: "Since the master is so sincere in his invitation, it seems that He cannot help but go!"

  "Turn back and say: 'You must not be rude!'"

  Those two couldn't help it, but still said: "Then, let me follow Mr.!"

  Fang Ming nodded and said, "Alright, let's set off together then."

  He immediately gave orders to let Wang Liu Lang and Xie Jin gather their subordinates to escort the new defectors, while he walked at the front with Mr. He, and they left Qing Shan together.