Chapter Twenty-Seven: Treacherous
"Young Master, if only one person dislikes him, then maybe it's prejudice, but if two people who have never exchanged opinions dislike him at the same time, then ...... Maybe he really has a problem. ”
Ying Wu trusts his instincts and has proven countless times that his instincts are always right.
"Wenwen!"
Yang Changan thought of Wen Xun's indifferent smile at that moment, and subconsciously frowned, "Keep an eye on him in the future." ”
After speaking, he looked at the case file again.
The case file is thick.
Murder and arson, adultery and plunder, droughts, floods, and plagues, all of which are natural and man-made disasters.
Natural disasters aside, they are natural disasters that cannot be avoided in most cases.
But man-made disasters are different, the case file is so thick, man-made disasters account for ninety out of nine, and it is really difficult to deal with them one by one.
"Young Master, what are you going to do?"
Eagle asked.
"The hearts of men are evil because the laws are not well bound to them. Ignoring the king's law, the people who are living with cholera must be found out and severely punished, and the public will show people, who dares to do evil in the future, this is the end. ”
Yang Changan has made up his mind and is ready to select some typical cases from different types of cases, and punish them in place to set the record straight.
"However, those are old cases, but the urgent thing to miss is this missing case, although it was suppressed by Fu'an, but it was imminent. ”
Yang Changan was also picking the heavy and letting go of the light at the moment, and picked out the missing cases that were life-threatening, and piled them up in front of him, which was three feet high.
The previous case of the big man was just a trivial one in this stack of case files, and the number of missing persons has remained high, which is terrifying.
The more I look at it, the more weird it feels.
Yang Changan frowned, and couldn't help muttering: "There are a lot of missing people in half a year, but the proportion of young children missing accounts for ninety percent, this?"
"Is it a human trafficker?"
A hint of murderous intent couldn't help but emerge on Ying Wu's face, "Some forces specialize in kidnapping children, or training them to be killers, or training them as adult slaves. Their actions are heinous, their methods are brutal. ”
"Heaven is a good reincarnation, and those who do evil will eventually be ambushed one day. ”
Yang Changan's face is also very ugly, those traffickers don't know how many families have been destroyed, crying every night, full of tears, full of wind and rain in the city, and people are panicked.
These are heinous people, and if they are caught, they should be punished.
"Brother Wu, let's go home and eat first. ”
Yang Changan suppressed his thoughts and said to Yingwu.
It's noon, and it's time for dinner.
Ying Wu nodded, and as soon as the two walked out of the court, Fu'an greeted him with a smile on his face, obviously waiting for a long time.
"Adults are sympathetic to the people's suffering, and they have to take care of their health. ”
Fu'an smiled, leaned closer, and said in a low voice, "My lord, I have prepared a banquet in Tianxiang Building, and I specially washed the dust for my lordship." I heard that the 'hundred whip soup' there is a great supplement, the adult body is weak, eat a few bites, keep the dragon alive, and you can control the seven ...... at night again."
He raised his eyebrows meaningfully at Yang Changan, with a bright smile on his face, how lewd he looked.
Yang Changan squinted, felt a scorn in his heart, and said lightly: "No need, keep it for yourself." ”
"Uh..."
Looking at Yang Changan's back, which felt vain no matter how he looked at it, Fu'an was stunned, is there anyone who doesn't care about this kind of thing?
Yang House.
"Young master, the weakness is not replenished, if you eat too much, your body will not be able to stand it, physical recuperation is not a matter of one or two days, you have to take your time. ”
What ginseng, angelica, Siwu soup, Bazhen soup, cinnamon, psoralen, Morinda and so on, all fell into Yang Chang'an's mouth, and Aunt Liu was worried for a while.
Ying Wu ate lightly, but did not stop.
He knew that Yang Yanzhan had taught Yang Chang'an, and the most important thing to remember when practicing martial arts was the taboo on food, and he should know what he was doing.
"It's okay, now that I'm practicing martial arts, my body can afford it. ”
Yang Changan said while eating, "Aunt Liu, in the future, I will eat spiritual rice and spiritual medicine for every meal, if the silver is not enough, just tell me." ”
"The young master has practiced martial arts?"
Aunt Liu was stunned, then overjoyed, and nodded in response, "Okay." ”
Meal.
Yang Changan didn't miss a trace of free time and threw himself on cultivation.
He sat quietly in the garden, running the True Dragon Breathing Method, producing a burst of dragon groaning in his body, refining his internal organs, absorbing the tonic he had eaten, and then turning his qi and blood into a dragon, perfectly transporting energy to every inch of his body.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
"The breath is as powerful as a waterfall falling off a cliff, the blood flows like a river and the sea, the rushing sound is clearly audible, and there is a faint dragon roar, what kind of exercises is the third young master practicing?"
On the side, Ying Wu looked surprised.
As if feeling Yingwu's gaze, Yang Changan raised his head slightly and glanced at him, but he didn't make a sound, still refining and absorbing energy with all his might.
What a keen perception!
Yingwu's expression was moved, he just glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and he was discovered.
At this time, looking at Yang Changan again, his mood has quietly changed.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Yang Chang'an breathed inside, the blood dragon dispersed, and slowly stood up.
Suddenly, a punch shot straight out, and the air exploded.
He retracted his fist, looked at his fist with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "The qi and blood have recovered a little half, which is not bad." ”
The next moment.
The footsteps move horizontally, the fist is like a dragon, and the palm is like a claw, it is Yang Yanzhan's true dragon fist and Shang Yuan's green dragon probe claw, a fist and a claw in the hand are perfectly interpreted.
One move and one style open and close, fierce and domineering, striking the sky, the strong wind whistling, the air flow sweeping, turning into a looming, domineering and majestic real dragon around his body, at this time he was full of a mysterious charm.
"Whew!"
Suddenly, Yang Changan's whole person seemed to be drunk, his feet were twisted, his body was crooked, his brain was buzzing, and he didn't know what to do.
"Young Master!"
The eagle's color changed, turned into a wind arrow and galloped, holding Yang Changan when he was about to fall to the ground.
"Young Master!"
Aunt Liu and the little girl playing on the side were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly rushed over.
Yang Changan's brain seemed to be chaotic at this time, and his consciousness became cloudy and blurred, and after a while, his brain gradually sobered up.
Looking at the three people with worried faces, he waved his hand slightly and said with a wry smile: "I'm fine." ”
Ying Wu helped him sit down, shook his head and said, "Young Master, the martial arts you practiced are too strong, and your body has just recovered a little, and you can't bear it." ”
"The lack of qi and blood is indeed difficult to support the operation of this kind of martial arts. ”
Yang Changan rubbed his head and smiled bitterly.
"Young master, the recovery of qi and blood needs to be recuperated slowly, so I can't rush here. ”
"Hmm. ”
Yang Changan nodded, according to this progress, he would be able to restore his qi and blood to the same state in three or five days, and he was not in a hurry.
"My lord, Xiao Zhutou has found the little baby of Wu Dahan's family. ”
At this moment, there was a shout from outside the door, but a servant ran in.
"Oh?
Yang Changan's eyes lit up.
Xiao Zhutou and Master Wen were going to check the location of the hair, but they didn't want to really see the weirdness on the beam of Wu Dahan's house, the child was actually on the beam. ”
"Let's go, go to Wu Dahan's house. ”