When He Lingchuan found the inn to stay in, it was already the end of the ugly time.

Luocang was almost turned upside down by them, and the sound and light effects in the summer dry grass warehouse were full, and it would be strange if the people in the town were not awakened.

He Lingchuan directly took a cold shower, washed away all the blood and mud on his body, and changed another set of clothes, and then went to the town office.

The black fat man's confession has actually been tried. This is thanks to the fact that General Ling did not waste any time at all, and began to extort confessions on the way back, no, it was arraignment.

As a powerful party, General Ling actually enjoys a lot of privileges, and no one dares to stop him from being interrogated like this.

The fat man was kicked off the volute by the skunk during the battle, and he was captured early, but he escaped being blown to pieces and is still alive and well.

Jiao Yu was observing the trial and determined that the black fat man was just an accomplice, and everything was explained by the boss and arranged by the boss.

The boss is Wan Song.

But the black fat man also confessed some key confessions, such as that they started this business seven years ago, he was pulled into the gang by Wan Song, and Wan Song was pulled into the gang by the original captain.

The original captain died of serious injuries when digging a pig's nest in Yulun Mountain last winter, so Wan Song was naturally promoted to captain.

In the past seven years, they have only been active in the Chiyan country, and they have made nearly 200 sorties before and after, killing thousands of monsters, big and small.

It was an approximate number, and he couldn't remember the exact number.

The reason why there are such a large number is that some yokai are smaller, such as bats, and they kill at least a dozen of them at a time.

"Thousands?" When He Lingchuan heard this number, he still frowned, "Isn't this right? In Yulun Mountain alone, more than a hundred pigs were killed."

"That's the late stage." Jiao Yu explained, "In the early stage, they were careful to hunt demons, trying to pick large wild monsters, so that they only needed to hunt one or two monsters each time, and tried not to attract official attention."

Safety is the only way to last.

"That is, since last year, the emperor has come, and the number of mountain demons and wild monsters has increased greatly, and the demand for pulp beads has increased accordingly, so they have been ordered to increase their hunting."

Otherwise, this matter will not be exposed.

He Lingchuan finally remembered what was going on: "Then the messenger of Lingxu City was hunted, what happened?"

"The black fat man confessed that they only used it as an ordinary demon bird to kill and get pearls, and they didn't know that it was the messenger of Lingxu City!" Jiao Yu sighed rarely, "He wept bitterly in front of us, saying that if he had known that it was a monster from Lingxu City, who would dare to touch it? General Ling also made a move to make sure he wasn't lying."

After that, Jiao Yu glanced at General Ling. This impatient guy almost kicked out the black fat man's yellow, and the latter probably couldn't lie.

He Lingchuan said strangely: "Didn't that white-shouldered eagle defend himself before he died?"

It's also a bird of prey, is it so aggrieved to die?

"The monster that is rationed to Wan Song is called a snail toad, and it can release colorless and odorless smoke to its prey, causing them to fall asleep unconsciously. Therefore, the white-shouldered eagle really couldn't wake up, and he didn't even have a chance to defend himself."

Thinking of this, Jiao Yu also palpitated: "Fortunately, when we set up an ambush in the medicine warehouse, we all had refreshing pills in our mouths, otherwise we would have slept and wake up again, and the murderer would have been thousands of miles away, wouldn't he be ashamed and thrown home?"

He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "It turns out that all the pigs died like this?"

"Most of them, but a few of them came back from outside and didn't get hit, so a big battle broke out with Wan Song and the others." Jiao Yu also interrogated clearly, "With the help of the power of the snail toad, they still won in the end."

"What the hell is going on with this snail toad?" He Lingchuan was most interested in this, "You asked, right? Tell me about it."

"As you might expect, the monster is a synthetic golem. But the fat man didn't know who made it, only that it was made of a ghost toad hatchling and a snail, and even the shell on its back had a great origin."

"What's the matter?"

"He didn't know, he just listened to the former captain."

"Devil Toad? Is there that kind of monster in the Red Yan Country?" He Lingchuan had heard of the evil ghost toad

Legend has it that this demon only haunts the countryside during thunderstorms, and is designed to ambush pedestrians.

It itself has the ability to change color and deform, often disguise itself as a cave or a house, and pedestrians go to avoid the rain to throw themselves into the mouth of the toad, becoming a delicious meal for the evil ghost toad.

"Chiyan no, I heard that there is a demon toad family in Zeguo, but Miao Ding is not prosperous, there are only three heads." Jiao Yu shook his head, "The Evil Ghost Toad is huge in size and powerful in mana, and it is difficult to have any more children now."

The stronger the creature, the more difficult it is to reproduce, let alone in such an environment with a thin aura?

He Lingchuan said curiously, "Then where did this group of people get the demon toad hatchlings?"

"I don't know, but I don't think I'll have anything to do with Zeguo." Jiao Yu muttered, "If this matter spreads, it will be another uproar."

Whoever sees their children being made into such a demon and puppet will not stop.

Of course, He Lingchuan didn't care about Chiyan's diplomatic risks, and just muttered, "The hatchlings of the Evil Ghost Toad..... Hey, I'll go, isn't that a tadpole?"

No wonder the demon puppet looks weird, isn't that just a change (...... An incomplete tadpole?

Tadpoles are born in the classic spindle shape, and over time, the tail base expands, grows front and rear legs, and then the body becomes more and more bulging, and the tail becomes shorter and shorter, and even disappears, becoming a frog toad.

Isn't the image of this demon puppet, except for the back shell and antennae of a snail, the intermediate form of a tadpole growing into a toad?

However, in terms of biological laws, this form does not last long and is particularly unstable.

No wonder Dong Rui would say that this monster must eat prunella grass regularly. I wonder what method he used to keep the golem in this form, but it was too hasty to make it expired at the time, and he couldn't adjust it further.

What happens if a snail toad doesn't eat prunella for a long time?

Will it turn into a ghost toad?

What are the bad consequences?

He Lingchuan felt that after listening to these confessions, his doubts did not decrease, but increased.

"Wan Song's current family, that is, Mr. Mai, how much does he know?"

General Ling answered: "He hasn't met Mr. Mai, and Wan Song doesn't mention it much, but Wan Song came back from meeting Mr. Mai in Baisha at the end of last year, and said that they had completed the best group of tasks, so they got the most generous rewards."

Year-end bonus? "How much did they take?"

There were originally six people in this team, the original captain died while hunting pigs last year, and the other two died while poaching He Lingchuan's rock sheep a few days ago, so they only faced three people this time.

"At the end of last year, everyone got 700 taels, and an additional 1,200 taels were added." General Antelope said hatefully, "Otherwise, they wouldn't have mustered up enough energy to kill so many youkai this year!"

"That said, are there any other groups?"

"He can't tell."

"What about Wan Song's temperament?" This is the question he specially explained to Jiao Yu's interrogation.

"Fierce and cruel, his men are afraid of him."

He Lingchuan nodded.

The black fat man has been hollowed out by these two monsters, and there is no value in asking again. He Lingchuan counted the time and stood up, "Let's go, go to the medical hall."

At this time, he missed Lingguang very much.

After the midnight battle, Wan Song was sent to the best hospital in Luocang for rescue.

The doctors here have very good medical skills, and they have been busy for more than an hour, and the bleeding of the wounded has stopped and the swelling on his face has basically disappeared, but they expressed their regret: "The internal organs are too injured and there is no way to return to heaven, so we have tried our best to let him live for another hour." Are you going to wake him up now?"

"Wake up." He Lingchuan and the others naturally have nothing to regret, "Time is precious."

So the doctors took a sniffer and put it under the wounded's nose and shook it gently.

Soon, Wan Song woke up from his coma.

When he opened his eyes, he saw He Lingchuan, and then his gaze swept over Jiao Yu, General Ling and other monsters, and his confusion gradually turned into sobriety, and his heart became like ashes.

"Looks like you know yourself

their own situation." He Lingchuan stretched out his legs and hooked a chair to sit down, "Honestly reply, you can suffer less."

"Why, why did it explode?" Wan Song didn't figure it out before or after he fell into a coma.

"There are several jars of explosives in the medicine warehouse." He Lingchuan put it, originally wanted to wait for the monster to detonate when it drilled into the medicine warehouse from the ground.

I didn't know that it swallowed the medicine warehouse directly.

That's better, He Lingchuan sent a clone to jump into the mouth of the goods, causing a series of explosions, and the power was of course amazing.

Wan Song raised his head slightly and looked at his legs:

"Am I saved?"

He Lingchuan said bluntly: "It's gone."

"....." "When Jiao Yu and other monsters want to come, shouldn't they give him hope at this time and threaten his life?"

But He Lingchuan knew that this person was from a Taoist sect, and he was an outlaw who pinned his head to the waistband of his trousers all the year round, so he was afraid that he had already assessed his injuries, and it might not be easy to deceive him from here.

Wan Song had a hooked nose, high cheeks and a thin face, and his face was pale and gloomy at this time:

"I'm dying, what else do you want to ask from me?"

"Ten thousand households are caught, and they may be connected by you." He Lingchuan picked up the cup on the table and was approachable, "Do you want to drink water?"

"Yes." Wan Song thought to himself that the dying person had nothing to be afraid of, so he simply grinned.

He Lingchuan personally fed him water and then continued; "The grandchildren of Wan Dahu are still young, do you want to take them down to the Yellow Spring?"

"If it weren't for Wan Xian to confess me, would you have been able to catch me?" Wan Song didn't care, "He hurt me, I hurt him, and I flattened it."

He's going to die, and he cares what other people's children do?

He Lingchuan smiled: "Okay, very good. Cold-blooded and ruthless, no wonder Mr. Mak can use you with confidence."

Wan Xianneng is his own uncle, and his only relative in the world, and he can abandon him in the past if he still has the grace of help. Mr. Mak is interested in such a precious quality, right?

Wan Song rolled his eyelids and glanced at him, silent, but all the contempt was silent.

He's going to die, what can this man do?

There is nothing to do but die, who else can he be afraid of?