Because of the trafficking of illicit salt, the Haisha faction has accumulated a lot of wealth, and even in Lin'an City, where every inch of land is valuable, it still occupies a very large piece of territory as its headquarters.

Lin'an City was destroyed in the war when the Southern Dynasty fell, and most of the current buildings were rebuilt later, less gentle and more rugged and heroic, revealing a bit of cold and hard color everywhere, but also in line with the style of these gangs.

As soon as Song Xing and Chi Xin walked out of the gate of the Haisha Sect, they saw a fat and strong man on the opposite side, and came over with a group of people.

Chi Xin, who was following Song Xing, changed his complexion slightly, and the big man and Song Xing opposite were both one of the four beams of the Haisha faction, named Zhu Youqi, and he was not on good terms with Song Xing.

Zhu Youqi was born in the Five Poison Mountains of Miaojiang, and with the poisonous skills of the five poisonous hands, his status in the Haisha Gang is second only to the gang leader, and he has always looked down on Song Xing's clone on weekdays, and he has found a reason to lose his face in the name of competition.

Although the doppelganger is not angry, his skills are not as good as others, so he can only endure it secretly.

After Zhu Youqi looked up and saw Song Xing, he was originally about to step into the gate of the Haisha Gang and walked towards Song.

Song Xing tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhu Youqi, who was much taller than him in front of him, and felt a little hostile.

"Hall Master Song, it's a coincidence that you came, I'm about to go to the gang to find you." Zhu Youqi opened his mouth to speak, his voice was as loud as an ordinary person's roar, which shocked Chi Xin's ears and tingled slightly.

"Get out of the way, I have something to go out, and I'll talk about it when I get back." Song Xing glanced at Zhu Youqi, and was about to walk past him as soon as his footsteps turned.

All he thinks about now is the tricks that understand this world, and he always feels that his true qi can't run and has some connection with these tricks, so how can he be in the mood to pay attention to Zhu Youqi.

"That's not possible," Seeing Song Xing being so rude, Zhu Youqi's face sank, and he directly stretched out his hand to stop Song Xing, "If you don't make this matter clear, it's better that you don't go anywhere." ”

Song Xing stopped, raised his head slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, which suddenly made Zhu Youqi's heart skip a beat.

"What's the matter, where does the surname Song have such a heavy evil aura on his body?"

Zhu Youqi's heart contracted, and he was almost about to give in under Song Xing's eyes, and then he came back to his senses, thinking of the group of subordinates behind him, he almost lost face, and suddenly became a little annoyed and angry, and suppressed the awkward feeling in his heart.

"Last night in Fuyoufang, your subordinate Captain Chi Jing beat three of my deacons, what do you say about this?"

Song Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect Zhu Youqi to come to the door for this kind of thing, he looked sideways at Chi Xin, but saw that Chi Xin was also at a loss.

Wei Chijing is one of the two altar masters under Song Xing, born in the Taihang faction, drunk like life, irritable personality, and is known as the most capable of fighting among the eight altar masters.

Song Xing stretched out his hand and pushed Zhu Youqi's arm away, and walked out without looking back, "The three of them haven't beaten any of them, and I'm embarrassed to ask you to come out?" If it were my people, they would have been thrown to West Lake long ago. ”

Zhu Youqi was furious, "Stop, surnamed Song, if you don't give Lao Tzu an explanation today, and fight to go up the law enforcement hall, Lao Tzu will also teach you a good lesson." ”

Seeing that Song Xing didn't pay attention to it at all, and just buried his head forward, Zhu Youqi couldn't hold back his anger anymore, jumped up three feet, and slapped Song Xing on the back.

Feeling the strong wind behind him, Song Xing frowned, the mixed yuan gong in his body operated spontaneously, his body did not turn, and his right arm punched backhand, just as it was colliding with Zhu Youqi's palm.

Seeing that Song Xing was so big, the ruthless color in Zhu Youqi's eyes flashed away, and he was about to hurt his ruthless hand, but he suddenly felt a surging force in the middle of his palm, and he couldn't help but scream, and his fat body crossed a parabola in the air again, and fell heavily in front of the gate of the Haisha Sect.

Song Xing stopped, turned around slowly, and the Mixed Yuan Gong in his body operated according to a new route, and with each rotation, the internal force in his body increased by a few points, and the power was even more incomparable to before.

The incident was in a hurry, and Song Xing's backhand only used three percent of his strength, but he had already directly knocked back Zhu Youqi, who was evenly matched with the doppelganger before.

Obviously, the power of the new version of Mixed Yuan Gong greatly surprised Zhu Youqi, he struggled to sit up on the ground, and his eyes when he looked at Song Xing revealed a little horror!

Song Xing was a little dissatisfied with the power of this punch, in the end, it was the lowest mental method of the Kongtong faction, and the room for improvement was limited, although he did not use the power of his body, but the punch just now did not directly kill Zhu Youqi, which still made him a little disappointed.

Looking at Zhu Youqi, who was helped up by his subordinates, Song Xing said slowly: "When people are mixed in the rivers and lakes, you must understand that when you are not as good as others, you must stand up when you are beaten." Don't try to get back on the strong, or you'll die an even more ugly death. ”

After that, he turned around and disappeared on the street corner with Chi Xin, leaving Zhu Youqi, who was messy in the wind, doubting his life.

Chi Xin is worthy of being an old man who has been in Lin'an City for decades, and he is very familiar with all walks of life, so he took Song Xing around outside the official mansion, inquired about the address of the servant, and took Song Xing to Wenjiu Lane.

Since the time of Yao Shun, the work has been carried out by low-status untouchables, probably the burial of corpses, the slaughter of coffins, so it is difficult for most of them to start a family, and most of them are lonely and old for life.

This time, Cao Chengzuo, who was responsible for inspecting the corpses of the 37 corpses of the Longmen Dart Bureau, was such an old servant, who lived alone, and would only be called by the officials when there was a murder on weekdays.

Song Xing and Chi Xin knocked on the door in front of Cao Chengzuo for a long time, but they didn't respond for a long time, so they had to climb over the wall to enter, only to see Cao Chengzuo, who locked himself in the house, wrapped in bedding, and was terrified.

Cao Chengzuo's face was shriveled and wrinkled, his skin was dark earthy yellow, his gray-white beard was sparsely distributed on his chin, his lips were chapped, and his two godless old eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking like an old man who was about to die.

When he learned that Song Xing and Chi Xin were members of the Haisha faction, the horror in Cao Chengzuo's eyes dissipated slightly.

Song Xing noticed that Cao Chengzuo's house was full of red threads and all kinds of talisman papers, some Taoist, some Buddhist, and even other miscellaneous things to ward off evil spirits.

On the edge of the bed, it was covered with rune paper, surrounding him.

"The old man has difficulty moving, and I ask Uncle Song to forgive me." After receiving a large ingot of silver taels handed over by Chi Xin, Cao Chengzuo's mood calmed down a little.

Song Xing looked at Cao Cheng's frightened face, and asked coldly: "The old man is covered with exorcism runes in this house, and he doesn't respond when he hears people knocking on the door, it seems that he is afraid of some evil?" ”

Cao Qizuo closed his eyes in fear, and soon opened them again, taking a few deep breaths, but shook his head, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Song Xing struck while the iron was hot and asked again: "Are you afraid of the murderer who was killed in the Longmen Dart Bureau?" ”

As soon as Song Xing's words came out, Cao Qizuo suddenly shouted: "Don't say it, don't say it, it's a trick to kill people, and if you say it, it will attract tricks!" We're all going to die, we're all going to die! ”

Seeing that Cao Chengzuo was obviously a little delirious, Song Xing's voice suddenly softened, as if there was some kind of magic power, calming Cao Chengzuo's emotions.

"Don't be afraid, the treacherous thing is gone, don't you think we're all right? Tell me, how did the people of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau die, and why do you say that it is a trick to kill people? ”

Cao Qizuo looked behind Song Xing with a frightened expression, suddenly reached out to cover his throat, and the silver ingot in his hand also fell on the edge of the bed, and spit out a sentence with difficulty: "Sand, sand, those people, have all turned into sand!" ”

"Sand?"

Song Xing and Chi Xin frowned slightly at the same time, and they didn't understand what Cao Yanzuo meant.

Then in Chi Xin's frightened gaze, Cao Yanzuo gurgled in his throat, and suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands, and then between his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, a thin yellow sand actually flowed out and fell on the futon in front of him.

It was as if all the internal organs in his body were filled with countless yellow sand, and with Cao Yanzuo's breathing, it flowed out little by little! (End of chapter)