Nan Batian miscalculated, but three days later, Yin Zongyue, the Marquis of Xingtian Spirit, had already returned to Xingtian City.

Yin Zongyue sat on the top of the inner office.

This Heavenly Punishment Linghou has passed two hundred this year, but the spiritual cultivator has a long life, and despite his age, his hair is still black, his face is elegant, and three locks of long beard float on his chest.

However, although he is a spirit sealer, his combat power is really mediocre, but fortunately, he is shrewd and good at admiring, and he has caught the line of the current spirit king Zixuan's kiss, and she has had several relationships with her before she ascended the throne, and now it is also her descendant. Because of this, he was able to sit firmly in the position of Linghou in this most important city of Zixuan except for the imperial capital Weiyang City.

In Xingtian City, the forces are entrenched, and the situation is complicated. The reason why Yin Zongyue was able to sit firm has an important relationship with his humble and strict self-discipline. Because of this, his official reputation is still wrong in this Zixuan officialdom and in Xingtian City. Now that he has just returned to the city from the field to re-find the tribute to the current Spirit King, he ignored the wind and dust and opened a trial of the Wangjianglou murder case in the inner office.

said that it was a trial, but in fact, the bitter master was dead, and the thirteen elements behind it tried their best to suppress the matter, and the other criminal was unconscious, and there was only one Elder Zhang of the Fishing Dragon Gang who could be interrogated.

After listening to Nan Batian's report, Yin Zongyue also admired Elder Zhang's righteousness in taking care of the overall situation, so he did not interrogate openly in the lobby, but only invited Elder Zhang from the prison in the internal office.

Yin Zongyue was quite polite to this elder, not only did he not put the torture instrument on it, but also asked him to sit down in the guest seat and ask him about the ins and outs of this case in detail.

Elder Zhang was also refreshed, and without waiting for Yin Zongyue to ask carefully, he had already explained the situation and inventory of the day.

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The cold night walk woke up from a dream, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

In his dream, a silent white aura came at him from all directions.

He had also used such a spiritual power. In the desert oasis of the Wind Rest Wasteland, he saw that the elder of the alien clan of the cold mountain was exposed, and at the critical moment, he used a spiritual power that surpassed his spiritual realm.

He had been trying to reproduce that light, but had been unsuccessful.

Even in his introspective training, that perfect him was not enough to repeat that blow. His eleven broken knife forms need to be slashed out continuously, in order to make up for the lack of spiritual power in his fragments, and the helpless act of not having enough killing power. Only by continuously attacking and concentrating all his forces in one place can he take the lead. He knew that as long as the opponent could recover from his senses, he would only be beaten passively in battle.

But last night, that weird white spiritual power made him see the realm he dreamed of again. This may have been the reason why his spiritual power was purified again, and he borrowed the spirit array drawings given to him by Red Flameless to completely transform the spirit array in the fragment, and Feng Xiluo also slowly recovered from the edge of extreme weakness.

Therefore, in his introspective training, the move he used with the remnant knife was even higher than his own realm that day.

Yesterday and all night, the world in his mind never appeared again, no undead, and no demon god will that descended.

He only stood in the void, dodging the strange color folding spiritual power around him, which also came from the void.

Every time a flash of white light flashes, dodge or fail, live or die.

In one whole night, he survived thirty-three times and died sixty-seven.

I took out the four pages of tissue paper again, watched it repeatedly in the cold night, and constantly decomposed the spiritual line trend in it, and the manic spiritual sea was gradually calmed down.

I couldn't sleep anymore, and walked on the street in a cold night. Unconsciously, I suddenly felt that the objects in front of me were quite familiar, and when I looked up, I was smiling at the building.

Cold Nightwalk sighed. Although he wanted to avoid this trouble, the habit of coming early in the morning that he had developed on weekdays still made him terrible to this murderous building.

That's it.

Now that you have promised Zi Xuan Weiyang to investigate this case clearly, you might as well go in and take a look.

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Xingtian Linghou Mansion, Inner Office.

Yin Zongyue groaned. Nan Batian asked, "According to what you said, the fatal wound on the back of the thirteen elements of the spirit refiner was stabbed by the weapon maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group with a hidden weapon?"

Elder Zhang of the Fishing Dragon Gang didn't know what he had thought, and he was silent for a long time before he replied, but he didn't answer Nan Batian's question, but turned to Yin Zongyue and asked, "May I ask Linghou, the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group......

Nan Batian was a little surprised, but saw Yin Zongyue sigh and nodded: "Last night, someone broke into the cell and wanted to rob the prison, and was caught by the guards during the fight and killed on the spot. The Craftsman of the Meteorite Merchant Group hadn't woken up yet, but I'm afraid he wouldn't be alive for long. ”

Nan Batian was only surprised. Although these are not secrets, how could the chief judge reveal the progress of the case to the criminal in the course of the trial? Seeing Elder Zhang bow his head and mutter for a long time, it was not until Nan Batian was a little impatient and wanted to open his mouth to urge that Elder Zhang raised his head and said, "That sword was indeed injured by the secret weapon of the Falling Moon Merchant Group. ”

Yin Zongyue nodded, looked at Nan Batian, and said, "You think this case can be closed, right?"

Yin Zongyue was so polite, Nanba Tianden was a little flattered, and hurriedly said: "My lord Mingjian, the cause and effect of this case should be clear, and the human and material evidence is complete, although the main culprit is unconscious and cannot be tried, but it does not hinder the conclusion." The case should be closed. ”

Yin Zongpeng nodded, motioned to the master to hand the spirit to Elder Zhang, and said at the same time: "You see, if there is no objection, then draw a charge." Elder Zhang, I admire you for being a hero, and I won't hide it from you, although you are not the main culprit in this case, but after all, it involves thirteen elements, and it is a life lawsuit, and it is inevitable to become a slave of the imperial court. Fortunately, your Fishing Dragon Gang has always taken the Moon Shadow River as its home, but it is not in the way, and this official will also ask you to explain the past and take care of you. In three or five years, you will come back when you encounter the last amnesty, and you will still be the number one person in this Heavenly City. ”

Nan Batian has been dealing with this Yin Zongyue for several years, and he has always felt that his talent is ordinary, and he acts in a mu, or rather clumsy. I don't take him very seriously, and I feel a little strange today. In this case, Yin Zongyue not only asked the case in a clear manner, but also did the aftermath in an orderly and well-organized manner, which was not like his usual style of ignoring and doing nothing......

Yes, like a drama. It's like the legend sung by the bards on the Thirteen Lines Pier.

Nanbatian's heart was terrified. He finally figured out what he had always felt was abnormal. Today's interrogation was too smooth, Elder Zhang explained that the words were fluent, and nothing was unreasonable, and this Yin Zongyue asked every sentence above the joints, and there was a degree of severity, where did the two sides seem to be interrogating a murder case, but it seems that someone has written a script, and the two of them just read it out according to the script.

Thinking of this, Nan Batian hurriedly gathered his mind. This is not the time to show your cleverness. No matter what weirdness is behind it, just don't see it, let him go.

Anyway, once the case is over, the most important thing is that Xingtian City can return to normalcy.

Elder Zhang took a closer look at the offering, nodded to show no objection, took it in his hand, looked up at Yin Jizu, and said, "My lord, I have a reluctant request. After all, the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group is the friend I invited, and now although he has violated my Zixuan's national law, I have a loss to him in terms of personal affairs. I can't take care of what happened after him is behind bars, and I hope that my lord can give me extrajudicial grace, this ......"

Yin Zongyue nodded and said, "Although I am not from your rivers and lakes, I also respect your spiritual creed. You can rest assured of his future. ”

The Elder Zhang was only halfway through the sign-in, and suddenly he heard the rumbling of drums outside.

Nan Batian stood up suddenly, frowned, and said, "There are people who beat drums and voice grievances?"

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Walking into the Wangjiang Tower on a cold night.

There was a depression in the building, only the shopkeeper and the three guys sat behind the counter with a bitter face. Everyone was familiar with the cold night walk, and they surrounded the cold night walk and complained one after another. It turned out that after the murder case occurred in Wangjianglou, according to the rules of the yamen, before the case was concluded, not a single grass or tree was allowed to be persuaded at the scene of the murder, and the dead body was not allowed to move at the scene.

So although a few days have passed, the third floor is still the same as when the murder occurred that day, and it has not been touched at all.

Although the yamen has unsealed it, the dead body upstairs has also been carried away by the people of the Thirteen Lines. But the third floor is still not approached, and this matter has been spread in the city, who else will come to drink tea?

As a result, the business of this teahouse plummeted, and there were no customers at all.

Han Yexing calmed everyone and told them that the case would be closed soon, and then asked them in detail about the situation that day. After listening to their detailed explanations, a trace of doubt floated in Han Yexing's heart.

It's too consistent with the doubts of the county government in the middle of the South Batian.

There were no mistakes, no corrections, no ambiguities, and it seemed that they remembered every detail of the day clearly.

Han Yexing frowned and said, "After Elder Zhang and the others came in that day, you haven't been upstairs again, right?"

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "After the murder happened upstairs, we went up to take a look, but we didn't dare to clean it up, so we hurried down to report to the official." ”

Han Yexing nodded: "What did you let your buddy do after that?"

The shopkeeper frowned and recalled: "I asked Xiao Dezi to go to the yamen to report the case, and Xiao Er went to invite the requiem." Dog ...... What were you doing, dog? ”

The dog was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky and thought, "I was ...... Check it out upstairs. ”

Han Yexing nodded, and then asked, "There is only one thing you said just now that doesn't seem to be right. Shopkeeper, you said that the back door was always closed, but Xiao Er said that he wanted to be convenient and went out through the back door?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "That's probably because I remembered it wrong." ”

The cold night walked no longer and walked up the stairs. After three days, the tables and chairs upstairs still did not move, only the broken bowls were cleaned by the snow. There was a big hole in the window, and the cold wind kept pouring in. A large stain of blood by the window had dried up and turned a dark red.

A huge folk wind separated the room out of thin air, the tables and chairs in the dark room were removed, and a humanoid shape surrounded by white spirit powder was still clear and accessible, retaining the aura left by the deceased.

Cold Night walked towards the dark corner, and opened his eyes to probe the humanoid spirit array.

Immediately shocked.

Although the weather in early winter is very cold, the wind is gusting. Although the corpse had been removed for several days, the cold night walking spirit had only a glance at it, and he had already recognized this familiar residual aura.

He had seen this aura several times in Xunyang City, and had competed with it for days and nights. It should belong to a person he will never forget, and it is also a person he once admired immensely - the person who once mastered the great protective array of Xuncheng, and later became a spirit hunter - Shuofeng Lingzun!