"You said Yan the Second."
Sheng Qingzhi stroked his beard and asked.
"I know this person. He is Long Wind Society's second in command. Xiao Hao of Long Wind Society is mine... Speaking of which, this Yan the Second is indeed a bit weird.,Xiao Hao and the other Long Wind Society gang members who entered the mountain all died on the mountain, but he was the only one who survived and brought back Mountain Demon's head. This person is indeed a bit suspicious."
"This Yan the Second has mediocre martial arts skills. Thirteen Flying Cloud Riders, Long Wind Society, Heavy Axe Gang, and Bamboo Flower Society were all folded in the mountain. Daoist Chi Ling was seriously injured, and the group of people who entered Four Peaks Mountain suffered heavy casualties. He was the only one who was able to escape, and even took Mountain Demon's head to collect the reward. Prefect Sheng, this person must be arrested and tortured severely."
Yang Yunjiao asked loudly, "I don't know if this Yan the Second is still in the city. I suggest that we take this person down now."
"After he entered the city, he ran to the He Family to ask for the ten thousand taels of bounty. He Family didn't give it, so he got into a fight with the He Family's people, injured several He Mansion people, and then fled out of the city in a panic."
Sheng Qingzhi said in a calm tone, "I knew about this, but if you take someone directly on the street, you will inevitably get noticed, so I ordered the official's official to follow him secretly, preparing to find an opportunity to capture this person secretly, but I didn't expect that he used a trick on the way to get rid of the officers I sent."
"This Yan the Second is an old Jianghu, and he is quite cautious in his actions. Ordinary government officials would find it difficult to do anything to this person."
Yang Yunjiao laughed proudly, "Prefect, please rest assured, I will lead people to capture this Yan the Second. Even if he has great abilities and can fly with wings, he will not be able to escape my pursuit."
Sheng Qingzhi nodded when he heard what he said.
"Then I'll bother Centurion Yang."
He said this, but in his heart he was offending Digu.
Yang Yunjiao acted like he had the pearls of wisdom in front of him, but Sheng Qingzhi had no confidence in this person.
"He actually only asked about Yan the Second. There are many doubts about Four Peaks Mountain, and Yan the Second is just one of them... In addition to the He Family's He Ping who disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown, there are also Hu Ma Gang's Qi Baiyi, and Thirteen Flying Cloud Riders can't even find a body. He didn't mention any of these points. Is this person really capable, or is he just a fool?"
It has been more than three hundred years since the Great You Dynasty established the capital. Evil-Slaying Bureau was also registered by the first generation Emperor You. In the past, this institution personally controlled by the Great You royal family did shoulder the responsibility of supervising the evil and turbulent things in the world, and it has always been loyal to its duties and conscientious.
However, Great You Dynasty was increasingly corrupted day by day, and those bad officialdom habits were breeding like diseased tumors inside and outside the imperial court, and Evil-Slaying Bureau was also affected by the atmosphere in the court.
Today's Evil-Slaying Bureau may not necessarily symbolize "uprightness, integrity, and honesty." There will be all kinds of frictions and intrigues. As the saying goes, "If you throw a bone to the ground, a dog will fight for it." As long as there is an exchange of interests in the world, it is difficult to say the word "justice".
Sheng Qingzhi also knows very well that the current Evil-Slaying Bureau is a mixed bag, with both good and bad internally. But he doesn't know whether this Yang Yunjiao was sent here by his nephew Sheng Yuzhou...
"My nephew Yuzhou, I don't know whether to ask this person for help or to cause trouble for me."
Sheng Qingzhi is also helpless, but fortunately this Yang Yunjiao is not useless... This person must have the identity of the Evil-Slaying Bureau, Yujing Heavenly Guard. As long as he holds "Night Bat Token", he can mobilize nearby Inspection Bureau troops, which solves the problem of lack of men under his command.
"Xiao Hao's death is like breaking my arm. The people who are hiding behind the scenes and causing these battles know me very well. Four Peaks Mountain I'm afraid there are powerful people behind it..."
Sheng Qingzhi became more and more suspicious during this period, and his intuition told him that Suian City was already experiencing a storm.
"We have to guard against it!"
He sighed in his heart and knew that he had to prepare in advance.
In the dark night, a figure walked through the mountains and forests.
This person was none other than Yan the Second. There was cold sweat on his forehead and his face was a little pale. This was because he was targeted by an official from Suian City's government office. He was stabbed on his right arm and lost some blood. Although the wound had been bandaged, it still hurt slightly.
"These gangsters in the government offices are also out of their minds. They do anything bad, but they want to get in trouble with me."
Yan the Second walked in a hurry. He recalled what he had experienced and felt quite confused in his heart.
"Why is there something fishy about this matter? Let's not talk about the government officials... What happened to the He Family? I took Mountain Demon to exchange for the bounty, but they didn't keep their promise. They even found someone to kick me out. They even kicked me out, but they reported it to the official."
When he failed to ask for the reward money, he planned to leave Suian City. On the way, he found someone following him. Yan the Second clashed with those who were following him. During the fight, he discovered that they were government servants.
These yamen officials all changed into plain clothes, thinking that they could hide it from Yan the Second. Who would have expected that their identities were exposed by the uniform soap boots under their feet and the official knives in their hands.
Yan the Second is also an old man in the martial arts world. There are many people on the opponent's side, and it is difficult for him to defeat the four-handed opponent with just two fists. If he can't beat him, he will have to run away. He used a little trick to escape from the hands of a group of government officials and hurriedly fled into the mountains.
Yan the Second is not a stupid person. When he is out of danger, his mind becomes more active.
"That's not right... I seem to have remembered something wrong? Speaking of which, what did I do at Four Peaks Mountain? Also, how come I went to Four Peaks Mountain and killed a Mountain Demon."
The more he thought about it, the more doubts he had in his mind. His memory of the past few days was like a fog. When he thought deeply, the memory became like fog and shadow, and it became impossible to figure it out.
Suddenly, Yan the Second's footsteps stopped.
"You were running so fast that you were in such a hurry that you didn't even know what you were running into?"
He walked to the top of a hill and had been driving for several hours. Yan the Second also planned to take a rest, especially when he noticed the light of fire in front of him.
"Those officials thought I fell into the water and used the water to escape. They are probably still searching along both sides of the river... In this case, we will settle here tonight."
Yan the Second walked towards the fire, and there was a Mountain God Temple in the barren mountain. The plaque of the ruined temple had fallen to nowhere, there was a gap in the stone steps, half of the door was broken, and the other half was barely holding on crookedly. The pale yellow firelight reflected inside, and it swayed a few times in the wind.
At this time, he faintly smelled the aroma of barbecue, which seemed to be roasting pheasant. Yan the Second suddenly moved his index finger and drooled with greed.
He strode into the dilapidated temple, expecting to meet some hunters entering the mountain. Who knew that there was a bonfire burning alone in the dilapidated temple, and there was no one around.
"Where are the people?"
Yan the Second was stunned for a moment. There was a wooden stick in front of the campfire with a plucked pheasant strung on it. There were also some sundries around, as well as several bundles of bundled firewood and packed luggage.
He felt very surprised. This scene in Mountain God Temple was very bizarre. It felt like there were a few woodcutters sitting here before, but something happened and these people left inexplicably...
The roast chicken kept sizzling in front of the fire, and the fat dripped down, causing the flames to shoot up from time to time.
Yan the Second was very confused. From the clues at the scene, he inferred that the people here must have left not long ago, because the roasted chicken was not burnt yet.
"In other words, this group of people encountered an accident and left in a hurry, without even having time to take away their luggage."
A "bang" sound came from outside the door, and Mountain God Temple's broken wooden door was kicked into pieces. There was a roar, a strong wind blew in, and the bonfire was almost extinguished.
Yan the Second Before he could react, he saw a fist directly in front of him, which suddenly grew from a black dot to a fist that filled his field of vision.
Too bad!
Yan the Second only felt that his senses were slowing down, and the fist fell like lightning. Suddenly, his vision went dark, and his chest was hit by something as if it was about to explode. However, his body was flying in the air, and after a brief moment of flying in the clouds, he fell down.
"Crack!"
A thick-soled official boot stepped on his face, and a sharp and vicious voice sounded in his ears.
"What a Yan the Second, you are really good at hiding. I chased you for three days and three nights before I finally caught you!"
Yan the Second received a punch, and his chest hurt terribly. He guessed that several of his sternum must have been broken, and his consciousness was somewhat unclear. However, this sharp and vicious voice still awakened his reason.
(Wait a minute... what do you mean by this? Three days and three nights. Didn't I just come out Suian City less than four hours ago?)
Yan the Second was about to think deeply, but there was a sharp pain like a needle pricking in his forehead, and he almost fainted.
At this moment, someone grabbed his hair hard and dragged him up from the ground.
Yan the Second gasped for a long time, then slowly opened his eyes and found that he was tied to a thick jujube wood pillar in Mountain God Temple.
In front of him stood a young man dressed as a military attache, and behind him were several subordinates wearing the same uniform.
"Yan the Second, don't pretend to be dead!"
Yang Yunjiao used the scabbard to push up Yan the Second's chin.
"Are you a mouse? You are really good at hiding... Tell me, where have you been hiding these past two days? Tell me, if you don't speak, I will remove your jaw and cut your tongue, and you will never speak again."
With a "splash" sound, a figure rolled in from outside Mountain God Temple's window. As soon as the figure landed on the ground, he knelt on Yang Yunjiao's body.
"Boss, I was patrolling outside to investigate, and I found something wrong with this place. At the foot of the mountain, there were several corpses with strange looks."
"Strange death?"
Yang Yunjiao stopped, looked at this subordinate, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with Divergent Method?"
"These people were all woodcutters who went into the mountain to collect firewood. There are still their luggage in the temple. They all died at the foot of the mountain, and their bodies were hidden in a hidden place in the dense forest."
The subordinate lowered his head.
"I checked their bodies and found that these people used each other's hatchets to cut each other's necks and killed each other..."
"Cannibalism?"
Yang Yunjiao was slightly startled, and he glanced at Yan the Second next to him suspiciously.
"Did this guy do it? He has such ability."
"Of course he doesn't have this ability anymore."
Mountain God Temple Outside, a low and hoarse voice, like a beast's roar, sounded.
"I killed all those woodcutters. Hey, hey, in this wilderness of mountains and wild forests, I didn't expect to encounter the court's eagle dog. No... it turns out to be Evil-Slaying Bureau's Ghost Bat. Okay, okay, I'm also making a big profit today."
"Who?"
Yang Yunjiao's eyes sharpened, he raised his head and said sternly, "What kind of evil spirit Outer Dao, come in if you can, don't stay outside and pretend to be a ghost!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mountain God Temple seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and the bonfire was extinguished. Suddenly, a wet smell of animal hair came along the night wind. Everyone's eyes were dazzled at first, and when they looked carefully again, a big cat covered in long hair rushed in from outside the temple door.
"Tiger... Tiger?!"
Yang Yunjiao's men cried out, and he himself looked stunned, unable to believe his eyes. What kind of big cat was this? It was clearly a tiger with hair shaped like a coir raincoat and a huge body. A giant tiger with such a body shape seemed to have been transformed from a mountain spirit in the mountains, and was by no means an ordinary beast.
"Your grandpa, I am not a tiger."
The giant tiger in coir raincoat opened its big mouth, and a ball of black mud squirmed from its mouth and turned into a human face.
"I am 'Coir Tiger Envoy' Tu Du, one of the twenty-eight spiritual envoys in the four directions of the Mud Sect. Since you are members of the imperial court, you cannot even think of leaving this place today. Before you go to the underworld after death, you must remember my name, so as not to become a ghost after death!"