Wang Meng always felt groggy when he left the Chen Mansion.

He clearly remembered that he had only stayed in the Chen Mansion for a stick of incense, but when he walked out of the Chen Mansion and saw the trajectory of the sun, he always felt that he had been here for a long time.

After Wang Meng left, the county lord of Changfeng County looked cold, and said to himself with an unkind face:

"After killing the fake city god, this little Taoist priest still doesn't want to stop, and even wants to find out to me along the vine!"

"This person must not stay!"

"It's been ten years since I came to Changfeng County in a blink of an eye, and it's time to change places."

"In that case, then I will harvest a lot before I leave, and then go to this little Taoist priest to settle accounts!"

"The blood and soul of a cultivator must be delicious!"

"I remember the last time I tasted it, it was the year before last, and the blood of Shouyi's old thing was average, but the soul nourished by the vitality of heaven and earth was indeed greatly replenished!"

"This face has been used for more than ten years, and I am disgusted by it, and it is time to change it!"

"Taiyin refining form, form to supplement form, god to supplement god, reshape the root bones, corpse into immortals!"

"The road is long, I will go up and down and seek!"

As he spoke, Chen Jia stretched out his hand and grabbed his dough, and he directly ripped off his dough.

This is the art of cutting and grafting!

This person is not Chen Jia, but wearing Chen Jia's human skin mask, as for the real Chen Jia, he may have already suffered a poisonous hand!

The face under the human skin mask has a childish face and a ruddy complexion, but it looks very strange.

He took out a bronze mirror and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, as if admiring a rare treasure.

Slowly, his appearance changed drastically, black and red hair grew all over his body, and his eyes became like a black hole whirlpool as black as ink.

Suddenly, he grew long fangs and opened his bloody mouth.

But in the next second, the power of the rich incense emanating from his body instantly burned the black and red hair on his body into a pile of flying ashes, and he also showed a painful look!

"Old man Chenghuang, you are looking for death!"

"Taiyin Forbidden Technique!"

Chen Jia pinched the seal in his hand, and one after another yin and evil qi entered his body, and then took out a blood-red bead and swallowed it, which suppressed the rich incense qi around his body!

"Since I'm already planning to leave here, I don't need to leave you anymore, the day I leave Changfeng County will be the time when you die!"

"An incense yin god may help me take a big step on the road to autopsy into an immortal!"

"Boom!"

Zhou You smiled coldly.

…………

Early the next morning.

There were more than ten murders in Changfeng County, and the second- and third-rate warriors in Changfeng County were almost completely wiped out in this night.

Only a handful of people survived for a variety of reasons.

This time, the killing was not only aimed at ordinary warriors, but even the county government's arrest was not able to escape the killing.

Sun Ping, one of the three major headhunters in Changfeng County, was killed, his death was miserable, his blood was emptied, his soul was missing, and his body and spirit were destroyed!

Not only him, but also two experienced old hunters with a strength of third-rate martial artists were killed, and the cause of death was roughly the same as Sun Ping's head catcher.

Wang Meng had just been promoted to the chief catcher of Changfeng County, and this day he was busy and very frightened.

He understood that the master behind the fake city god that Jiang Chen said had made a move, and as soon as this person made a move, it was a thunderous force, which was unbearable!

Among the dead last night, in addition to him, the second-rate master of Changfeng County died.

Of course, Jiang Chen is an exception, because few people know that Jiang Chen is a second-rate master, and Jiang Chen is a cultivator, and the level of martial arts does not affect his overall strength!

After dealing with the deceased's affairs, Wang Meng immediately rushed to the Pure Yang Taoist Temple and informed Jiang Chen of more than a dozen murders in Changfeng County last night.

After Jiang Chen listened, his eyes were full of solemnity:

"The death of the fake city god has completely angered the man behind the scenes."

"But with such a wanton killing regardless of it, he is really not afraid of exposure, or does he think that no one in Changfeng County will be his opponent?"

"Even if no one in Changfeng County is his opponent, we can report to Nanjun, and Nanjun will send a master to surrender him, but why is he not afraid?"

"What kind of psychology is this?"

Jiang Chen seemed to be asking a question, as if he was asking himself, and after thinking for a while, he said to Wang Meng:

"He may be leaving Changfeng County!"

"Only this is possible, he thinks of killing completely without disguise before leaving, harvesting the essence and soul of the warrior."

"But he also exposed himself!"

"He's exposed?"

Wang Meng was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly asked:

"Does the Dao Chief know who is behind the fake city god?"

"Who is he?"

"Brother Wang, even if your strength reaches the level of a first-class master, can you quietly kill more than a dozen second-rate and third-rate martial artists in Changfeng County overnight?"

Jiang Chen asked without answering.

Wang Meng thought seriously and said:

"Impossible, although I basically know the second-rate and third-rate martial artists in Changfeng County, how do I know where they live?"

"And most of the people who have kung fu have committed crimes in their hands, how can they easily let the family know where they live!"

"If I am a first-class master, although my strength is far superior to them, but I can't find anyone, I can't kill them."

"But the other party can!"

Jiang Chen reminded.

"yes, how did the other party know?"

"Household registration!"

"The other party clearly knows the location of the second-rate and third-rate martial artists in Changfeng County, and those who are lucky enough not to die are not in their household registration!"

"So the other party can't find out where they are for a while, so they can only give up killing them!"

Wang Meng's eyes showed a hint of essence, he seemed to know who was behind the scenes!

"Liu Sirui, the county leader of Changfeng County, is in charge of the county's grain and horses, taxes, household registration, patrol and other affairs, and the household registration of these warriors must be managed and updated in a timely manner, so it's him!"

Wang Meng said in a deep voice.

Jiang Chen shook his head when he heard this:

"Everyone knows that he is in charge of household registration, and everyone knows that he knows where the warriors in Changfeng County live, so he still does these things in a grand manner, is he a fool?"

"Ah......h

Wang Meng was speechless, not knowing what to say.

Indeed, people who know a little bit about county government affairs know that it is Liu Sirui who is in charge of household registration, so if it is really him, it is estimated that his IQ will not be able to hide Changfeng County for more than ten years.

"The household registration of the martial artist is the top priority of the household registration of a county, and it is impossible for ordinary people to have access to it, in addition to the county Cheng Liu Sirui can have access to the household registration of the martial artist, there is another person who may have access to it!"

"County Venerable Chen Jia!"

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed brightly, and he spoke.

"Huh?"

"The person behind the fake city god turned out to be the county lord, this is ...... It's unlikely. ”

"The county is a scholar, it is said that he was only admitted to the Jinshi in his forties, because he was upright, he offended the important members of the court and was assigned to Changfeng County as a county commander."

"If he is a cultivator, he will not be played with by a few traitors in the DPRK and China, right?"

Wang Meng said in disbelief.

"I was only slightly suspicious of him before, and I originally wanted to secretly observe him in the past few days, but I didn't expect that the person behind the fake city god would act so quickly."

"Is it him, let's go investigate!"

Jiang Chen said.

As he spoke, he mysteriously took Wang Meng and left the Pure Yang Taoist Temple.