In the judicial and military yamen, one of the six Cao in Pingyang Prefecture, Yan Yuchang, who was wearing a vermilion official uniform, had a sad face and kept pacing back and forth in the hall.

The next one sat upright, with a calm demeanor, drinking tea from time to time, looking at his boss in front of him acting like this, and his heart was very disdainful.

But there was no expression on his face, and he said softly: "Your Excellency, don't worry, it is a dead soldier who has been hidden for many years, and even if he is captured, he will not leave the slightest evidence." ”

Yan Yuzhang, who was worried and anxious, and even cold sweat was dripping from his frost-white sideburns, suddenly turned his head and stared at the white-faced scholar who was sent from Beijing to "assist" him on the chair with a pair of sharp eyes.

After a moment, Yan Yuchang retracted his gaze, sat down opposite him, and sighed lightly.

As a conscientious and diligent old dishman who has been monitoring Wuqiong City for decades, looking at the so-called descendants in front of him, he suddenly felt disappointed in his heart.

I'm old, but I don't want to hold on to the power in my hands and not give my juniors a chance to take the position.

The replacement of the old and the new is an eternal truth, but young people are young people after all.

Ermine-sama, are you in a hurry this time?

After thinking about it, he swept away his previous expression and looked at the white-faced scholar like a dead man.

Suddenly, the sound of rolling thunder in the sky in the distance suddenly came into his ears, and Yan Yuchang said in his heart: "It's so fast." ”

Hurriedly got up and ran out of the house.

Seeing this, the white-faced scholar got up without hurry, straightened out the emerald official uniform he was wearing, straightened his hat, and followed with his head held high.

In an instant, a tall and thin old man with a white beard and hair stood in the void outside the mansion, and the law of thousands of zhang shrank to the size of more than ten zhang, but it was more condensed, standing behind the old man like a real person, making people daunting and afraid to look directly.

The two hundred sturdy armored guards in the yamen had already drawn their swords and were waiting for the battle, and the warriors of the Eagle House and the Dog Prison were also secretly waiting for an opportunity to move.

But after seeing the ghostly ghost fire burning in the eyes of the eight-armed Dharma Statue behind the old man, his heart was full of fear and timidity.

Yan Yuchang stiffened, stepped forward to salute, and said with a smile: "I don't know if it was Leng Ancestor who arrived, and he didn't greet him from afar, please Haihan." ”

Leng Lao Zu raised his eyes and looked at the former, straightforwardly, and said in a deep voice: "Old Man knows that you don't have the guts, who is the mastermind, stand up yourself!"

Yan Yuchang just wanted to speak, but the white-faced scholar beside him took the lead and said loudly: "Who are you, don't you know that the imperial court strictly ordered martial artists not to step on the void in the city, and even more so not to reveal the Dharma Body?"

When Leng Old Ancestor heard this, he immediately sneered, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you did it?"

Yan Yuchang knew that what he was saying would not help, so he stood with his hands in his hands and was silent.

The white-faced scholar looked directly at Leng Lao Zu as if he didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "I don't know anything about what you said, and as a commoner, why don't you kneel when you see this official?"

The surrounding guards and warriors in the shadows all gasped, for fear that Leng Lao Zu would harm the pond fish.

When Leng Old Ancestor heard this, he nodded, as if talking to himself, and said softly: "It should be you." ”

As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and grabbed it into the void.

I saw that Fa Xiang stretched out an arm and lifted the white-faced scholar into the air in an instant.

Seeing this, Yan Yuchang knew that he couldn't stand by and watch, even if it didn't help, he had to make a show, so he hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Leng Ancestor can't help it, he is..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the five fingers of the law phase were instantly closed, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out in the air.

The guards and warriors died tragically in the hands of the old man when they saw the dignified officials, and some of the dead soldiers in the Eagle Room Dog Prison did not wait for Yan Yuchang to give an order, and resolutely appeared and rushed towards the old man.

Seeing this, Leng Lao Ancestor sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't know what the martial dome of Martial Dome City meant.

More than a dozen dead soldiers knew that this move was like a mantis arm as a car, but even if they died, they had to uphold the laws and regulations of Daxi, how could they see adults dying tragically on the street and ignore them.

Suddenly, a cold "hum" sound sounded in the hearts of all the dead soldiers, and they flew away in unison.

"Bang Bang Bang ... ..."

More than a dozen bones were shattered, and the dead corpse smashed on the rather majestic stone lion at the entrance of the yamen, dyeing it a blood-colored shirt for a moment.

Two hundred guards suppressed the fear in their hearts and forcibly raised their crossbows.

But Yan Yuchang resolutely raised his hand to stop it, and instead bowed to the murderous old man to the end, and he couldn't bear it for a long time.

Leng Lao Zu killed the culprit in an instant, and the anger in his heart disappeared a little, then he leaned slightly, and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant, only to see a smaller and smaller figure in the distant sky, until it disappeared.

After a while, the leader of the Eagle Room, who was Yan Yuchang's right and left hand, saw that Leng Lao Zu had already gone away, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

I saw that his face was pale, and there was a hint of twilight in his small effort.

The latter shook his head in a daze, glanced at the dozen or so dead soldiers who were miserable, sighed, was silent, and turned around and walked towards the mansion.

At this time, the neighing of horses' hooves was heard not far away.

As the leader of the Eagle House who is the core of Pingyangzhou's supervision, he remembered the ugly faces of Thorn Shi and Taishou later, and couldn't help but look with disgust, looked at the depressed back, and followed.

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Late at night, Yan Yuchang drank alone the wine that he usually didn't dare to touch his lips at all, just because he had too many secrets in his stomach.

From the bed preferences of a state official to the intimate deathly crimes.

Each piece is hidden in his heart, and from time to time he thinks about it and becomes a dish to accompany the wine.

A jar of fine wine, drunk by the cow of this drunken man, was empty from time to time, and then a jar was raised.

But suddenly I remembered the expression of the white-faced scholar when he turned his head to look at himself when he was dying.

It was a kind of death-defying look, a generous and righteous look, and even a hint of mockery when looking at himself.

The white-faced scholar knows that all his plans, whether they succeed or not, will die, but he has always kept it a secret. Let yourself be monitored by Leng Lao Zu's qi engine, and know that you don't know what the white-faced scholar is planning.

so as to save their own lives.

One ring after another, the slightest detail was involved, and it successfully forced Wuqiongcheng to openly oppose the imperial court.

But he treated him like an idiot from beginning to end.

It seems that he is really ridiculous and generous, and stupid.

But now he really wanted to tell this offspring something.

Tell him about the feat he completed six years ago and was greatly appreciated by the Lord Mink...

Tell him that not everything needs to die to happen, and that we can plan it together...

Tell others that death is like a lamp going out, that the results you want, that you can only see if you are alive...

Tell him that in addition to loyalty and patriotism in this world, there are many beautiful things...

In the end, Yan Yuzhang was drunk on the ground, crying bitterly and said: "Child, damn it's my old bones, you are still so young, so young..."