An extremely narrow courtyard in the center of Haicheng can even be worthy of the word simple compared to the behemoths around it.

An old man who described himself as withered, lying on a bamboo chair, looked quiet, his eyes were deep and resentful, but his body was full of lifeless and lifeless.

The tall man in the scarlet robe walked in, followed by the master of the torture hall, the thin Taoist bowed slightly, and did not make any other movements.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, "Why, do you think that my old man is getting weaker and weaker, and he doesn't even bother to pretend?"

These words were said to the red-robed man, this person was the master of the hall, and he deliberately targeted Chen Sheng's means, which he did on purpose.

The Taoist beside him naturally couldn't get out of it, and in fact, the two reached some kind of deal, so the master of the second hall, who should have been on the opposite side, was able to stand together calmly.

The next city lord is selected, in fact, several hall masters and some guys with special status are qualified to participate, and the patrol forces have the highest control over the city, and they have some innate advantages.

The old man, whose whole body was withered and curled up in the rattan chair, smiled, and put his hands in his sleeves, "Don't be nervous, you don't care about what the old man does, and you probably can't do anything with this crippled body." ”

The Taoist looked as usual, and secretly glanced at the master of the hall before he said softly: "City lord, rest assured, with the rules of the hall patrol, that young man will be fine." ”

The old man shook the rattan chair slightly, his eyes passed through the corridor, and he used the few remaining cultivation powers to probe the details of the interrogation.

The red-robed man finally frowned, in the past, when the old city was in its heyday, it would not have been so excessive, but now it is about to be scrapped, and Shouyuan is coming to an end, but he dares to do such things blatantly.

The old man glanced at him, chuckled at the corners of his mouth, withdrew his supernatural powers, and already saw the young man clearly.

It looks good, and it looks like the cultivation is excellent, and it is a promising cultivation seed.

Seeing this, the old man smiled all over his face and invited the two hall masters to drink very politely.

The two glanced at each other, looked at each other, and both held back the unpleasant words that came to their mouths.

"Don't die too soon!"

In today's Haicheng, a prestigious city lord is still needed to gather people's hearts, otherwise some people with ulterior motives are afraid that they will stir up some trouble.

After a hundred years of peace, almost everyone in the city, except for those who had actually been on the battlefield, was swaying, and a rope that had been taut for many years was suddenly loosened.

In the end, the two sat opposite each other, and the old city lord drove the rattan chair to fetch a few jars of mortal spirits, saying that this thing should be the most deserving scene.

When the three big men were drinking, Liu Ji was full of anger, he stood up from the ground, and scolded sharply: "Chen Sheng, what kind of place should you be here, dare to treat a patrol like this." ”

Chen Sheng sneered and said, "Wait for your word, when will you say this again, and according to the laws of the city, you have no right to punish me." ”

Several people who inspected the hall were slightly stunned, the inspectors had been acting like this for many years, and they had never met anyone who dared to say such a sentence in person.

No matter what realm a monk is, as long as he wants to stay in the city, he will not say such words that offend the entire torture hall.

Otherwise, some pickled things in the open and in the dark, even if the actual damage is not great, will make people extremely sad.

The so-called Hades is easy to provoke, and the little ghosts are difficult to deal with.

The patrol hall is the gathering place of the most difficult little ghosts in the netherworld of Haicheng.

"In that case, then I don't know how Gongzi Chen wants us to interrogate you?" A man who was expected to add a few strokes to the character walked out, holding a slender iron skewer in his hand, which was hot with the true yuan.

Chen Sheng's face was indifferent, and he pouted: "Why don't you prepare some good wine and food, and let the old turtle who is operating behind the back personally accompany me, maybe I'll be drunk and can leak some breath." ”

After scolding the old turtle, Chen Sheng felt that something was wrong, as if it had affected a very spiritual black bird, so he lowered his head and pondered.

The man in front of him smirked, and red spurs stabbed out of his hand.

With a ding, a small hole was burned out in Chen Sheng's front clothes, and the iron bar with a special material was bent up.

The face of the person who shot it was full of disbelief, you must know that all the torture instruments have seals attached to them, and they can ignore the spiritual power true yuan to a large extent, even if the Yuanying monk does it with all his might, it may not be so easy to block.

Moreover, the young man in front of him clearly did not use half of his True Yuan cultivation.

Chen Sheng glanced at his shirt and frowned: "This is a top-grade treasure coat, you just say that it will be ruined?"

Liu Ji's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he said righteously: "This is clearly a worldly robe, but you say it is a magic weapon, do you want to be faced?"

"Did you speak?" said the man who had suffered a heavy loss, took a few steps back, dropped the hot iron bar, and said with a cold face.

Chen Sheng smiled playfully, looked at Liu Ji, who slapped the horse's hooves, and sighed: "It seems that the incense with you before was not very good......

The expressions of the other two changed slightly, and they looked at the guy who was "kindly treated as a donkey's liver and lungs", and were about to speak.

"You won't bother with this!" Liu Ji gritted his teeth, took out a plate of paper that had been prepared long ago from his arms, buckled it upside down on the table, and shouted in a deep voice: "Twenty canes first." ”

Chen Sheng smiled indifferently, but he honestly accepted the twenty rods, anyway, it was like tickling.

The two hands-on guys had black faces, extremely heavy hands, and were infused with the spiritual power cultivated by the special exercises of the Patrol Hall, and ordinary people were hit, even if the stick was not heavy, they would have to suffer no light internal injuries.

Although the two old men who patrolled the hall did not like Liu Ji's orders, they had already seen some of the context of the matter, and they were also happy to let this boy who did not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth be majestic again before he died.

The stick fell, Chen Sheng got up leisurely, flicked off the dust on his clothes, walked and sat down, and said casually: "Hurry up, I have something to do when I go back." ”

Seeing him so rampant, Liu Ji sneered, but when the matter came, he calmed down a lot, and asked indifferently according to what was written on the paper.

Chen Sheng got a glimpse of the corner of the assassination, it turned out that the young man with a respected status was actually acquainted with the assassin and the ferry, on a small boat with smoke waves, the two smelled the same, and became close friends after "a sword discussion".

Then the young man brought his friend back, and he lived in seclusion all the time, so Haicheng didn't know much about this person, and only guessed that it was a bold shape-shifting water tribe.

Poor young man, until he died, he did not know the true face of his friend, according to the investigation, he actually died in his own house, and his head was cut off by the silk thread of Zhenyuan carefully sketched by his best friend.

"Say, what is your relationship with the real murderer?" Liu Ji slapped the table with both hands, and his expression was fierce.

The two fellows turned their heads sideways, looking at their noses and noses, and their hearts and minds, obviously with great disdain for his crude interrogation methods.

Chen Sheng smiled casually, briefly sorted out the context of the matter, and asked directly: "Patrol Liu is here, I plan to make me bow down and confess my guilt and admit that it is the assassin, so that the Patrol Hall and even Haicheng and that family can get by." ”

He stretched out his hand and smiled, "Take out the evidence, you must have been ready for a long time." ”

This time it was the turn of the three of them to look at each other, but they didn't expect the matter to progress so quickly.

Liu Ji groped in his arms for a while, and put a roll of extremely fine silk thread in front of him, faintly streaming, which was obviously a very good magic weapon.

And there are a few drops of blood on this magic weapon, which come from two people, Chen Sheng and the young man who was stabbed to death.

Chen Sheng didn't look at it, he squinted his eyes slightly, and the old god was saying, "Is there anything else?"

Liu Ji's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "With such ironclad evidence in front of you, you don't think you can get away with it." ”

After a long time, Chen Sheng sighed, "It seems that the hall master will not come, and the time is not early, so Chen will not accompany him." ”

As he spoke, he abruptly stood up from his chair and paced lightly.

Liu Ji, who was treated as nothing, only felt that his face was hot, and he couldn't help but clench something in his hand.

His eyes were red, blocking in front of Chen Sheng, like an angry lion, "Are you sure you confess?"

Chen Sheng took a deep breath and said, "Don't force me to kill you. ”

Knowing that this Liu family disciple was being used, Chen Sheng had already endured it many times along the way, and raised his hand to knock it over once, before deliberately provoking the man who patrolled the hall again.

No matter how uninteresting you are, you are looking for death by yourself, no wonder others.

The two men who patrolled the hall quietly retreated and watched coldly.

As long as this young man makes a move tonight, Liu Ji will definitely die, and it will be much more convenient to patrol the hall in the future, even if he can't keep this young man, he will get great benefits either virtual or real.

Chen Sheng's expression changed slightly, and he felt a change in Liu Ji's arms, but it was a pity that it was too late to make a move.

I saw that Liu Ji was wrapped in a fierce aura, which was an aura that all Haicheng people were very familiar with, Long Yun.

"It's really deliberate. Chen Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, from his emergence to the current killing, but before a day came, the two hall masters had already joined forces.

The reason why it is said that it is two of them is because the dragon rhyme is very similar to that on Long Xian's body, I think it must be the master of the torture hall, who stripped off from Chen Laogui's body with great magical powers, and then mixed it with the qi of the real dragon, and finally became the monster in front of him.

Liu Ji's whole body was filled with strange means, and some weak parts of his body were propped up to blood-colored textures.

The three people who were drinking in the courtyard turned their heads almost at the same time, this city lord's mansion was not far from the inspection hall, and they were all Yuanying monks, and two of them were even more deeply involved, so they naturally paid special attention.

The old city lord sighed and said with a little reproach: "Using the death of a junior to cover up the ugly things in the city is a bit of a trick. ”

The lord of the hall pretended not to hear, and drank alone.

The thin Taoist smiled faintly, and asked knowingly: "Obviously there are two people, why does the city lord say that it is one?"

The old man raised his eyes to look at him, and said angrily: "Don't you want the old man to be kind and use this crippled body to save people?"

The Lord of the Hall frowned and said, "It's better not to, you can't die now." ”

The old city lord laughed, almost tears were about to be squeezed out, "Then Chen Sheng should die?"

The man was speechless, the Taoist thought for a while, and said quietly: "Why didn't the city lord save that Liu Ji, you have a lot to do with the Liu family." ”

"Seek death yourself, and do what you can to save him. ”