Chapter 1 These days, it’s not easy for police officers to do their jobs
As soon as dawn broke, the police officers from Luoshui County Government gathered in the courtyard of Class Three, yawning and waiting for their meal.
The weather has been very weird recently. It's obviously not summer yet, but it's extremely hot and muggy. Even though it was early in the morning, there was no coolness at all. The sky and the earth were like a huge steamer. The steaming policemen were restless and wanted to get off work as soon as they got to work.
Moreover, this weird muggy weather has also aggravated people's temper.
During this period, it is easy for everyone to get angry. Sometimes just a trivial matter can make people angry and lead to conflicts...
The two head catchers, cow and horse, were also a little impatient with the weather. They ended the roll call hastily and asked the catchers to disperse and find their own places to fish.
Only Shanglu was left behind by Ma Captou and called into the ward.
"The performance test will be held next month. During this period, you don't have to come to the Yamen to do anything, and I won't arrange errands for you. You should recuperate at home and try to recover before the performance test and keep your status as a full-time soldier."
Ma Baotou warned carefully, caring about Shangluca in every sentence, and he looked like a good boss.
Even after seeing that Phytolacca was in a low mood, he even comforted him: "Don't be too stressed. Even if you fail to pass the performance test in the end, I will help you intercede in front of the county magistrate and try to get a grant." Get a white servant to do it.”
"Thank you Ma Captou."
Shangluca cupped his hands and thanked him. He seemed to be crying with gratitude, but he was sneering in his heart.
He knew very well that it was enough to just listen to Ma Baotou's words, but they should not be taken seriously.
If there is anyone in the Luoshui County government office who expects him to fail in his grades, Ma Capantou is definitely one of them.
After dealing with the leader's hypocritical pie, Shanglu quit the job.
As soon as he left, a white servant sneaked in. Seeing no one around, he smiled and said hello: "Brother-in-law..."
But Ma Baotou had a straight face and interrupted seriously: "I have told you so many times that you must show your duty when working."
Brother-in-law Sun Ying hurriedly put away his laughter, saluted and called the head catcher, and then expressed his doubts: "I don't understand, why do you still give Shanglu a chance? If he passes the performance test, how can I make up for him? Missing?"
Ma Captou picked up the cattail leaf fan on the table and fanned it. He squinted his eyes and sneered: "The Phytophthora cultivation is completely lost. It will not recover in a month, let alone a year. I do this to prevent anyone from finding fault and gossiping. "
Sun Ying was still worried: "There won't be another accident this time, right? Before, you asked our family to give you one hundred taels of silver, saying that it would definitely make me a regular servant. But after giving the money, the matter was not done. …”
Ma Baotou was furious when he heard this. He opened his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Are you blaming me? Or do you want to get the money back? Is the money given to me? They are all filial to the county magistrate and the chief bookkeeper. That's you. , if you were someone from outside, would you like to get a full-time job for just one hundred taels of silver? "
Sun Ying was scolded so much that she dared not say a word.
In fact, he knew that at least twenty taels of the one hundred taels of silver went into his brother-in-law's pocket.
But he didn't dare to expose it, so he could only apologize and said with a smile: "How dare I blame you? I'm just afraid of another accident."
"You said it was an accident, but it can still happen one after another?"
After Ma Baotou cursed a few times, he felt relieved and relieved. Looking back on what happened before, I feel a lot of emotion.
"Who would have thought that the Phytophthora would survive even after he died and was about to be buried. But don't worry, he will definitely not pass the performance test next month. The vacancy for full-time service will still be yours."
After getting the right words, Sun Ying left the business room with satisfaction. Seeing that Shangluca hadn't gone far, he couldn't help but sneered twice in his heart, but there was no extra trouble, so he turned around and went about his own business.
Shang Lu said hello to several familiar police officers, and gave a few explanations to the white servant who was talking to him, before leaving the third squadron and walking out of the Yamen.
He did not live in the official residence of the yamen, but rented a small courtyard in the city.
While walking, Shanglu was thinking about the performance test.
In fact, he is not from this world. Two months ago, the original person died in the line of duty while arresting a gangster. He was about to be nailed in the coffin for burial on the seventh day of the coffin, and he traveled through time. Everyone in the mourning hall was so frightened that they thought it was a fake corpse and almost wanted to kill him. His body was covered with feces, urine, black blood and dog blood.
Shangwei was confused when he first crossed over, and it took him several days to slowly accept the facts.
He is still very satisfied with his status as a full-time catcher, which is much better than the first bowl or something.
Although the sergeants are not officials, they are also staff with established staff. The salary is a little low, only eight or nine taels of silver a year. However, people in the yamen have never lived on meager salaries, and all kinds of gray income are endless.
Otherwise, no one would be willing to spend hundreds of taels of silver to find a job as a regular servant. Even non-staff personnel like Bai Yi, who have no salary and don't have dozens of taels of silver, can't even think of becoming one.
The only thing that worries Phytolacca is that Ma Captou will wear small shoes for him.
Not long after he "survived", Sun Ying heard someone mention the matter of Sun Ying spending money to buy things he needed.
However, when he returned to the yamen after recovering from his injury, Ma Baotou had not yet put on his little shoes, but he heard even worse news: next month there will be a major performance test that is held every three years, and those who fail to meet the standards will be demoted. Or be dismissed from their posts, or in serious cases, they may be held accountable and investigated.
When Shangluca just heard the news, he was shocked. He never imagined that the civil servants in this world would be so deeply involved.
The original body was definitely not afraid of performance tests, but the current Phytococcus was not that good. Although he was "alive", his internal organs were damaged, his energy and blood were greatly reduced, and his cultivation was completely lost.
And he is a low-level official who cannot be demoted. Once you fail the performance test, you will be dismissed. At most, they would give him rice to eat because he was injured on the job. But how much rice is it?
In order for him to practice martial arts and for him to become a regular policeman, his parents not only spent several generations of savings, but also used their ancestor's land as a mortgage and borrowed a large sum of money to buy him such a real house. lack.
If a full-time police officer can continue to work, it will not be difficult to repay the loan and the high interest. Even if he did die in the line of duty, he could barely pay off his debts with the pension money given by the court.
But isn’t he alive?
The moment he opened his eyes, the county magistrate sent people to chase the pension money back in a hurry, leaving not a single copper plate behind.
If he really fails the performance test and is fired, he will definitely not be able to repay the loan, and he will definitely not be able to keep his ancestral land.
Without Zutian, how can we support our family if we can't even feed ourselves with just a meager amount of rice? Not to mention that he still wants to make progress!
"We must keep the establishment!"
Shang Lu walked out of the Yamen, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and encouraged himself in his heart.
If you want to keep the establishment, there is only one way, which is to restore your cultivation and pass the performance test.
According to the laws of the Ba Kingdom, there are cultivation requirements for the third class of government officials.
Serious servants need to be able to cut bones to a minimum, and white servants also need to get started with bone cutting.
Cultivation is the most important part of the performance test.
However, when Phytolacca crossed over, this body lost all its cultivation.
Although the original body left behind a set of cultivation techniques, and Shangluk also practiced harder after learning about the performance test, the cultivation level of Bone Cutting is not something that can be achieved in just one or two months.
The original body has been training hard for ten years!
Although there are reasons for this, such as the original qualifications, average understanding, and the average skills learned. But Shanglu didn't think that he could be any stronger than his original self.
Unless there is a chance.
"What a strange fate..."
Shanglu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Speaking of romance, there are really two in him.
With a little help, he recovered from near death and serious injury to being able to walk, jump and practice in just over a month.
But he has not studied the other one until now.
Shangwei glanced around. There were few people on the streets in the early morning, and even fewer in front of the government office. So he simply closed his eyes, focusing on his Dantian, and soon "saw" a dilapidated temple inside his body.
This was what he discovered when he practiced martial arts for the first time after traveling through time. Afterwards, he asked others around the corner and found that they had never encountered a similar situation.
In this ruined temple that exists in the body, there are five statues of gods enshrined, all of which are shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see their appearance.
In the past days, Phytolacca tried many times, but failed to dispel the fog and received no response from the five statues.
Opening his eyes, Shanglu sighed secretly and continued walking towards home.
Before dawn, we arrived at an alley in the west of the city.
The small courtyard that Phytolacca rented after its "resurrection" is in this alley. There are two lanterns hanging at the door, one red and one white, which are both special and eye-catching.
The location of this small courtyard is not bad, the area is suitable, and the rent is quite cheap.
Not only because of his identity as a merchant detective, but also because many people had died in this small courtyard. It was a famous haunted house in Luoshui County and had been abandoned for many years.
From the outside, this small courtyard is indeed very gloomy, exuding an aura that no strangers should approach, but Shanglu is not afraid.
He pushed open the courtyard door and felt a blast of cold air blowing into his face, instantly dispelling the sultry heat from his body.
This feeling is more comfortable than an air-conditioned room.
Shangluca, who was healthy both physically and mentally, temporarily put his worries behind him. He looked at the big red 囍 characters on the window of the main house and greeted with a smile: "I'm back."
There was no one in the yard inside the house, only the shadows of the trees were swaying in the wind, making a soft rustling sound.
It's like responding to pokeweed.
(End of chapter)