In the past hour, Han Yu used the aura of his physical strength to drive away the mixed spiritual power, but the spiritual power of his physical strength could not move the mixed aura in the slightest.

Han Yu's heart was filled with anger, his face was very ugly, the spiritual power in the meridians would detonate at any time, and then he would be worse off than dead!

Han Yu opened the black book and wanted to find the answer. The pages were turning in a hurry, and after a while the answer was found.

"Looking for the help of an advanced cultivator?"

"Pure spiritual power expulsion?"

"Resolve naturally over time?"

There are three options for this ancient book, and the first option is directly rejected. The only monk in Jian'an City who has advanced cultivation is that old way, and asking him for help is tantamount to looking for death.

The third method seems to be feasible, but it is actually inappropriate, it will take a year and a half to wait for this spiritual power to dissipate naturally, presumably by that time, I would have already had a mental breakdown and was directly scared to death by myself.

Now there is only the second way left, and Han Yu, who wants to refine the spiritual power, can't help but think of the Spring of the Spirit Eye.

"Forget it, if I die, I don't know which bastard to give this thing cheap!"

Han Yu muttered to himself, made up his mind, took out the Spirit Eye Spring from the storage bag, put him on his legs, closed his eyes and spit it out again.

"There's a play!" Han Yu felt that his body was filled with a huge amount of spiritual power, gathered this spiritual power in the dantian, slowly released the meridians, and carefully released a violent spiritual power.

Soon the two spiritual powers collided and dissipated, Han Yu was overjoyed in his heart, and continued to mobilize, repeating the process.

Two hours later, Han Yu opened his eyes with some prostration, at this time there were bursts of pain in the meridians, Han Yu forcibly looked at the Spring of the Spirit Eye, and suddenly his heart was like a knife, and the pain in the meridians was no longer worth mentioning.

I saw that the pool of the Spring of the Spiritual Eye had dried up, and the flowing spring water had turned into drops and fell down. When this spiritual spring dries up, this treasure will be wasted.

Han Yu silently put the Spirit Eye Fountain aside, thinking about his next plan.

The biggest threat now is Qin Feng, the talisman treasure on his body, Han Yu, also checked the black classics, and after reading it, he sighed again and again, this person is really not something he can compete with.

According to the records of this ancient book, the "Fu Bao" really had a great origin at this time, and it was a strange item that could only be made by monks above the Yudan period.

After feeling that time was running out, he sealed the power of his magic weapon in a special rune paper, so that other cultivators could temporarily possess the treasure of the magic weapon.

This rune treasure has no requirements for the user's cultivation, even a monk in the Qi refining period can use that rune treasure, but it can only exert one percent of the power of the rune treasure.

The monk of this talisman refining period could not exert his power, but the monk after building the foundation could use his mental condensation to exert his power. Although that runic treasure only has the power of one-twelfth of the magic weapon, it is enough to be proud of its peers, and it is a real great killing weapon!

But there is another disadvantage of this rune treasure, that is, every time it is used, the power stored in the magic weapon is consumed, and when the power is exhausted, the rune treasure will disappear.

Han Yu silently read this record, and couldn't help but itch in his heart, how good it would be if he got that talisman treasure by himself.

This thought hovered in Han Yu's mind for a moment, and then was dispelled by Han Yu, now he was thinking about how to avoid Qin Feng's pursuit, he had to lead the contradictions, and find a way to put the hat of killing the old woman on someone else's head.

Han Yu suddenly looked at the blood-stained sack, his face was cloudy, and suddenly he made up his mind and gritted his teeth: "Fight, it's a big deal to get it back in the future!"

After saying these clueless words, Han Yu took out Yun Jianbai's storage bag, but now he had no spiritual power, so he could only hide the storage bag in the secret room.

Han Yu also wanted to keep this storage bag close to him, but he was afraid that there would be some unique logo on this storage bag, and it would be a big trouble if someone saw it.

Even Han Yu's personal storage bag was taken off, and after sitting on the bed and recovering some of his internal strength slightly, Han Yu quietly went out of the dark passage.

At this time, everyone in the city was asleep, only a group of catchers were patrolling according to the established route, Han Yu hid in the corner and waited for a team of catchers to walk over, like a flying swallow sweeping towards the city gate.

There was no danger on the way, and he was already familiar with these patrol routes, and he reached the city gate after half an hour.

Of course, there are soldiers guarding the city on the tower of the city gate, Han Yu stuck to the corner of the wall, and when he heard the lights on above, a group of soldiers in the room were shouting, drinking and eating meat, and most of his hanging heart relaxed.

Taking out the human head from the sack, Han Yu tied the bun with a hemp rope, and then the rope was gently hung on the iron shelf of the city gate.

Gently pull the hemp rope, slowly raise the head to the city gate, and fix the rope. Han Yu looked at the hanging head, quickly cleaned up the traces, and carefully inspected it and returned to the small courtyard again.

The small courtyard has been swept quickly, and some charred marks on the walls cannot be dealt with for the time being. Han Yu pushed the water tank hard, moving him out of the way a few places.

Under the water tank was a dark hole, and Han Yu reluctantly put the Spirit Eye Spring into it, and moved the water tank to its original position again.

If you want to hide yourself, you can only muddy the waters. Qin Feng knew that he had a friendship with Yun Jianbai, and when he returned to Jian'an, he would find him, and if he found out the clue, this little life would be explained.

When it was time to get busy and get up, Han Yu went back to his mansion and slept until the hour before getting up and washing.

After breakfast, Han Yu rode to the yamen, and before Han Yu came to the backyard to practice martial arts, the catchers from Xicheng hurriedly came.

"Lord Han, something is wrong!" As soon as he saw Han Yu, he shouted, "My lord, please come over!"

"What's wrong?" Han Yu took a hot towel and wiped his face, and asked calmly.

"Alas, there is a human head hanging on the door of the sun!" said the catcher with a sad face.

Han Yu was a little puzzled when he heard this, and asked rhetorically: "This incident happened in your Xicheng, and it has something to do with my Nancheng?"

Last time the Wang family caught fire, Han Yu also went to invite the other three cities to catch fast, their attitudes were very perfunctory, this time Han Yu of course also refused.

When he heard this, he said a lot of good things, but Han Yu's attitude was very resolute: "I have something to deal with in Nancheng, and you adults will investigate first." If there are clues, let's investigate together!"

After saying a word of officialdom, the catcher did not force it, and rode back on a fast horse. Han Yu was a little disturbed, but practicing martial arts could quickly calm his heart.

Nancheng's catchers saw their own attitude, so they were busy with their own affairs, and no one went to Xicheng to mix, and after another hour, a red hat catcher rushed over.

I saw that Na Yu quickly came to the backyard and said to Han Yu: "Lord Han, Lord Dai asked you to go to the Yanyang City Gate quickly!"

"What's the matter?" The knife in Han Yu's hand did not stop, and the dance whirred.

"Lord Han, the identity of that person has been ascertained, and this person's identity is related to Mengcheng. Lord Dai invites you and the other two adults to go to Xicheng to discuss matters. ”

"Got it!" Han Yu's blade stopped, slashing at the stump, and the blade only entered the wood three inches.

The catcher secretly despised in his heart, and thought that Master Han was so handsome, but he didn't expect it to be an embroidered straw bag, and a butcher who sold meat cut it with this knife, I'm afraid it would be more than that!

Han Yu's face was also a little ugly, but he didn't expect that the old woman's casual blow also caused trauma to his body. However, this kind of dark wound is easy to deal with, and I am willing to buy some rare herbs with silver money, and soak them for a few days and be fine.

Throwing the knife to the catcher casually, Han Yu changed into an official uniform, gathered dozens of his subordinates, and rode to Xicheng.

Before they arrived at the city gate, it was already a black and oppressive area, and hundreds of people gathered to watch, and the water around the city gate was impassable.

Seeing Han Yu coming, some catchers moved away from the horse and let them in. Han Yu saw Shangguan hurriedly say hello, and greeted his colleagues with a smile, and then looked at the scene. Yun Jianbai's head has been taken down and put away, the hemp rope that is hanging is still there, some are observing the hemp rope carefully, and some are asking the soldiers guarding the city to see if they can get some clues.

"Qian catches the head, the little one stared at it all last night, and he didn't dare to slack off at all. But in the blink of an eye, and guess what, this man's head is hung!"

"Li Ertou, what kind of book are you compiling? You are still full of alcohol, and say, did you drink last night?"

"I didn't drink the small one, but the wine jar was broken and accidentally splashed on my body!"

“.......”

A group of soldiers were talking in unison about what had happened, and they didn't admit to drinking and carnival last night. If you admit it, you will have to go to prison to eat rice!

Han Yu turned his head to look at the head, a beautiful woman was squatting on the head of the person and was crying, Ouyang Cheng stood aside and kept comforting, Han Yu touched his nose and stood back in the crowd.

Several of the servants are studying the head, deducing the exact time of his death. They had access to corpses, which were so mutilated that a human head was enough for them to judge a lot of useful information.

"Lord Pan, Lord Song!" Han Yu saw two acquaintances chatting in the corner, and paced over.

These two are both envoys in charge of Dongcheng and Beicheng, and Han Yu usually has a harmonious relationship with them, often going together to drink flower wine, taste new dishes, and usually help each other in small things.

"Lord Han!" The two of them arched their hands at Han Yu, which was regarded as a greeting.

Han Yu stepped forward and complained in a low voice: "I encountered this bad luck early in the morning, and my luck has not been good recently!"

"Isn't it!" Master Pan also complained, "I have a few small cases in Dongcheng waiting to be investigated, how can I have time to waste time here." ”

"Lao Pan, I heard that there are a few beautiful little ladies in Dongcheng, you have been running very diligently recently, do you still want to take a few concubines?"

"Haha, what's the matter!" Master Pan's old face turned red and snorted, "Lao Yan is lucky this time! This guy's background is not small, it is said that a certain young son from Mengcheng died in our Jian'an, and if he can't get Lao Yan right, he will lose his black yarn hat!"

"It's a good thing that the thief didn't hang his head in our city. Lord Song also looked happy, turned his head and asked, "What does Lord Han think about this matter?"

"I'm still in trouble, so I don't have the heart to care about other things. Han Yu spread his hands and said innocently, "The two adults don't know, there is no explanation for the fire in the Wang family, the snitch has not been caught, and the younger brother just wants to close the case, and there is no way!

"I tried my best to find this matter, but the group of thieves did a clean job, and there was no end left. ”

"The large and small trading houses in the city, and even the surrounding cities, have sent people, and no money has flowed out. ”

"Lord Han, you can relax in this matter. The snitch stole the money and spent it anyway, and maybe there will be news in a year and a half. ”

Of course, the two of them would not take this conversation, so they casually comforted a few words and uncovered the conversation, and the three of them did not go to talk about the case, but to talk about the wind and snow.

After another moment, a group of black-armored soldiers came to the city gate and drove the people aside, and after a while two palanquins came, which fell gently to the ground.

A group of old fritters hurriedly ran towards the sedan chair, and Master Dai respectfully walked to the sedan chair, while the four stood behind him.

An old man walked out of the sedan chair, and Lord Dai shouted with a flattering face: "Welcome to the city lord!"

"Welcome to the city lord!"

The people who were watching the soldiers shouted in unison, and everyone knelt down, but the city lord walked to another sedan chair and opened the sedan curtain himself.