Chapter 105: The Quarry
Doctor Wang's expression was relaxed and noncommittal
"It doesn't matter, let's ask Mr. Ghost Doctor to stay here for a little more time."
On the Qiankun Palace, King Xiang, who was dressed in golden armor, looked at the dragon chair high in front of him, calm, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
"Report! Xiang Wang, the ghost doctor has been controlled. ”
Xiangwang remained motionless
"Got it, notify the people outside the palace, it's time to do it."
"Yes!"
Not long after Yan Sihai was trapped in the medical hospital, those officers and soldiers who had originally blocked Taiyang Road actually gathered together and directly broke into the City Lord's Mansion.
"What are you doing!"
Xiao Peach Blossom and other maids screamed in horror, but they were easily detained by those officers and soldiers.
Chang Sheng walked out, only to see her holding the immortal flower in both hands, wearing a beautiful blue dress, and her eyes were clear.
When the officers and soldiers of the Chuanfeng battalion saw Chang Sheng, they were stunned for a moment.
"City Lord!"
Everyone saluted, and the officers and soldiers led by them stood up.
Chang Sheng looked at him and said
"You're their leader?"
The man said
"In the next generation, the commander of the Fengying Battalion, Ju Ying, meet the city lord."
Chang Sheng said
"What's the matter with breaking into my City Lord's Mansion so late?"
Ju Ying lowered his head and didn't see his expression
"On the orders of the Prime Minister, escort the city lord away."
Chang Sheng said
"Leave, where to go."
Drama Yingdao
"The city lord will leave with me."
Although he lowered his head, his tone was very tough, and the hundreds of officers and soldiers behind him followed his words and swarmed up, surrounding Chang Sheng in the center.
"Be careful of the flowers in the hands of the city lord, don't get too close."
Ju Ying's face was slightly jealous, and reminded everyone.
Chang Sheng frowned
"How do you know so much about my flowers?"
Her flowers can absorb people's vitality, and except for those close to her, only the people on the twelfth floor know this information.
"You're from the twelfth floor?"
But who knew that Juying's face became weird
"How so? We were ordered by the Prime Minister to escort the city lord away, what does it have to do with the twelfth floor? ”
Before the words fell, Ju Ying's expression changed again and said with a smile
"It's not that the city lord wants to stall for time."
Chang Sheng was stunned for a moment, looking at Juying's demeanor, it seemed that it really had nothing to do with the twelfth floor, but where did they know the secret of the flowers in her hands?
However, at this time, she was not allowed to think about it, and the more than 100 officers and soldiers who had packed this place had already poured up.
At this moment, Chang Sheng suddenly felt her hands tremble, she looked down, the originally quiet immortal buds in the flower pot trembled violently, and the roots of the buds and the soil on the surface began to surge continuously, like the ripples on the surface of Changming Lake on weekdays.
Chang Sheng secretly said that it was not good, it must be that the Gu King felt a large amount of vitality surging and was activated!
No matter how she went, she couldn't watch these people die tragically in front of her, after all, the death of the Hulou sword made her shudder every time she thought about it.
She directly covered the flower pot with her wide sleeves, trying to appease the restless Gu King, but she didn't care that she would be caught by these people.
But at this moment, the peak turned around, and a white-clothed figure fell from the sky, and a sword shadow like a dragon wandered around Chang Sheng.
Everyone was startled, and the footsteps that surged up stopped vividly.
Then, a white-clothed swordsman stood in front of Chang Sheng.
"How can it be!"
The white-clothed swordsman's temperament was like a clear breeze and a bright moon, chic and uninhibited, and as soon as the words fell, the wall of internal strength like a picture scroll slowly unfolded, forcing everyone back a few steps.
Chang Sheng looked at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him blankly, but the white-clothed swordsman turned around, looked at her with a smile, and said
"Sister Chang Sheng, long time no see."
Chang Sheng is also happy
"It turned out to be Brother Wan."
The person who came was Chang'an's friend who had been missing for a long time, like Chaoyang.
"Who dares to interfere with the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
Ju Ying looked at Na Wan Chaoyang, and became angry, Chang Sheng, who had already been captured, suddenly changed.
Wan Chaoyang turned his head, and his face became cold
"Dare to move Chang Sheng's sister, you are tired of life!"
After that, without waiting for those officers and soldiers to react, the long sword in his hand was clear, and a sparkling sword was easily cut out and cut into the crowd.
"Boom!"
The sword exploded in the crowd, and in an instant, there were several people lying on the ground, unknown to life or death.
Chang Sheng looked at Wan Chaoyang in front of him in surprise
"Volleys hurt!"
Although Wan Chaoyang is a grandmaster, it is extremely rare for a grandmaster to be able to hurt people at a certain distance with his sword qi, let alone kill, Wan Chaoyang's internal force is clearly unfathomable.
is as well-informed as her, and it was only when I met Mobei for the first time three years ago that I saw him perform such a stunt, but Mobei at that time was already a great master.
Wan Chaoyang didn't look back and smiled
"Sister Chang Sheng is very knowledgeable, speaking of which, it is still thanks to your brother, if it wasn't for him to go to the black coffin forest, I wouldn't have been lucky enough to see the Chu family's twenty-four bridges, and I have gained a lot."
When Chang Sheng heard this, he was a little embarrassed, remembering that her brother had been in the pit since he started to fight the rivers and lakes.
The two talked and laughed, but the faces of the officers and soldiers of the Chuanfeng Battalion around them were extremely ugly, Ju Ying was naturally not an uninformed person, and the white-clothed swordsman in front of him was clearly not something they could handle, so he immediately made a decision and said with his fists clenched
"Your Excellency's martial arts are world-famous, it's me who is clumsy, withdraw!"
That Chuanfeng camp was really well-trained, and it was almost crushed by Wan Chaoyang's sword just now, so he regrouped his team at this moment and withdrew from the City Lord's Mansion with neat steps.
Ju Ying took one last look at Chang Sheng and said respectfully
"Lord of the Castle ......"
When the words came to his lips, he wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, Ju Ying sighed lightly and left again.
The little peach blossom on the side muttered
"These villains, just leave, and want to say some nonsense."
Chang Sheng said with a smile
"They're just doing what they're told."
Immediately, she looked at Wan Chaoyang excitedly
"Brother Wan, where is my brother now?"
Wan Chaoyang shook his head
"On that day, I was defeated by the twenty-four masters of the Chu family, and I had no choice but to withdraw from the Black Coffin Forest, and since then I have lost contact with him."
Chang Sheng lowered his head in disappointment, but after a moment, he asked again
"Brother Wan, why are you here?"
Wan Chaoyang said mysteriously
"I tracked a case all the way to the capital, but when I arrived here, I found that the capital has been very unusual recently, I suspect that it is related to the case I pursued, and I remembered that you are also in the capital, so I came to take a look."
Chang Sheng suddenly felt a little weird
"What case?"
Wan Chaoyang said
"A few days ago, there was a big case in Ningchuan Prefecture, the case of the Tianfeng Dart Bureau."
"What!"
Chang Sheng was shocked, the Tianfeng Dart Bureau had a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, but she knew that it was a rare industry in Ningchuan Prefecture that was not affiliated with Jiajiazhuang.
Wan Chaoyang was surprised
"It turns out that Chang Sheng's sister has also heard of this Tianfeng Dart Bureau, although the Tianfeng Dart Bureau is not well-known in the rivers and lakes, but it has a deep relationship with the twelfth floor."
As soon as these words came out, Chang Sheng was even more shocked
"Is this true?"
Wan Chaoyang nodded firmly
"I have confirmed that this day the wind dart game used to be just a small dart game, but in recent years, it has suddenly changed its appearance, and it has made some famous names in Ningchuan Prefecture, and even alarmed Jiajiazhuang."
"You also know that Jiajiazhuang lost its elite in the battle of the Sword God three years ago, and the owner of the big village and the young owner of the village died, and now it is not as good as before, after I left the black coffin forest, I passed through Ningchuan Prefecture and was invited by them to investigate the wind dart bureau on this day, but I haven't started the investigation yet, and the wind dart bureau was killed overnight."
Chang Sheng said
"Could it be that the murderer has a grudge against the twelfth floor?"
Wan Chaoyang continued
"Previously, Jia Jiazhuang suspected that the rise of the Wind Dart Bureau that day was related to the twelfth floor, and the wind and grass in Ningchuan Prefecture never escaped Jia Jiazhuang's eyes, but even so, the rise of the Wind Dart Bureau that day was very strange."
"About a year ago, Lu Tianfeng, the chief dart head of the Tianfeng Dart Bureau, suddenly recruited troops and formed a dart team of a large scale, in which there are many masters, many of them are even significantly higher than Lu Tianfeng's own martial arts, but these masters are all obeying him, and what is even more strange is that Jia Jiazhuang found that the Wind Dart Bureau almost did not receive any business that day, and every once in a while, the newly formed dart team actually had to take a dart."
When Chang Sheng heard this, he suddenly had a premonition in his heart and asked again
"That team is always going to the northern state of Selangor."
Wan Chaoyang shook his head
"I don't know about this, but it is said that it is indeed going further north, and since then, the wind dart bureau seems to have become richer and richer, and the dart board has become stronger and stronger, until it has attracted the attention of Jiajiazhuang."
Chang Sheng said
"How did Brother Wan decide that the Wind Dart Bureau was related to the twelfth floor that day."
Wan Chaoyang Road
"After I accepted Jiajiazhuang's request, I started to investigate the wind dart bureau that day, but maybe I was unlucky, and the wind dart bureau has not moved that day."
"I thought there was no chance to catch them, so I relaxed my surveillance of them, but I didn't expect that within a few days, the Wind Dart Bureau would be wiped out that day!"
"When I arrived at the Tianfeng Dart Bureau, the entire Dart Bureau had already been buried in flames, presumably the murderer destroyed the corpse, but even so, I still found a clue."
Chang Sheng asked
"What clues?"
Wan Chaoyang said
"When I arrived, there was no one alive in the game, but in the midst of the fire, I found a hidden weapon."
Immediately, he took out a throwing knife from his bosom with a charred handle.
I saw that the blade of the flying knife was engraved with the word "cold".
Chang Sheng didn't know why, Wan Chaoyang explained
"This is the flying knife of the cold-faced Rakshasa cold refining clothes, two years ago, when he slaughtered the Qin family in Yanzhou, he used this kind of flying knife, which is also his mark, seeing this knife, it is equivalent to announcing that this case is from his handwriting."
Chang Sheng said
"How does that have to do with the twelfth floor?"
Wan Chaoyang said with a smile
"It's ridiculous, I tracked down the cold refining clothes all the way, and found that another force was also tracking him, so I didn't dare to startle the snake, followed the cold refining clothes, followed all the way to the capital, and found that the cold refining clothes appeared in a quarry outside the city, and the steward there seemed to be an old acquaintance, and the steward even had contact with another force that followed the cold refining clothes, and I later found out that that force was the twelfth floor."
"What!"
Chang Sheng was more and more shocked, and she happened to know that when she was visiting the lake that day, the man with a hat named Pingchuan she met was the self-proclaimed quarry manager.
And at this moment, she finally remembered another strange thing that happened a while ago, the young man who was killed on the street seemed to have mentioned the word "quarrying" before he died!