"Bang!"

May 17, midnight three watches. An earth-shattering bang instantly broke the tranquility in the south of Luoyang City.

The closed door of Jin Mingyuan was kicked open. Immediately afterwards, Xu Heng led hundreds of disciples of the Xianwang Mansion and rushed into the garden with murderous violence.

"Search for me! Not a single fly can be released!"

Xu Heng shouted the order, and all the disciples quickly dispersed, killing all the houses in groups of three or five towards the houses of Jin Ming Yuan.

Suddenly, the silent Jin Mingyuan became lively, and noises, exclamations, pleadings, and curses came one after another.

Twenty disciples held torches, and the wings of the geese were lined up, illuminating the dim Jin Mingyuan as bright as day.

Xu Heng crossed his waist with his left hand, carried a bright steel knife in his right hand, and stood in the courtyard with a cold expression, a pair of tiger eyes blazing, bloodthirsty and gloomy.

After a while, driven by the disciples of the Xianwang Mansion, the men with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes walked out from all directions in twos and threes. One by one, the center was shaking, and they looked around in horror, as if they were a little overwhelmed by the sudden change.

Looking at the panicked crowd, Xu Heng's face sank, and he asked, "Who is the shopkeeper?"

In this regard, everyone couldn't help but look left and right, and hesitated, but no one answered.

"Who is the shopkeeper?" Xu Heng's deep voice sounded again.

Everyone looked at each other, then lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Drag him out!"

Xu Heng stretched out his hand impatiently and pointed at the guy standing at the front, who was suddenly forcibly dragged to the front by two disciples of the Xianwang Mansion.

Xu Heng pressed the sharp blade tightly against the man's neck, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, who is the shopkeeper of Jin Mingyuan?"

The cold blade frightened the guy's face pale, his legs couldn't help but weaken, and he replied tremblingly: "Uncle, we are doing serious business here......

"Don't test my patience. Xu Heng interrupted in a cold tone, "Answer my question." ”

"This is a blacksmith shop that does its duty, honors the government, benefits the township, and has never done anything that hurts nature and reason......"

"Poof!"

Before the words fell, Xu Heng's eyes suddenly became ruthless, and at the same time, he raised the knife and fell, mercilessly chopped off the man's head, and the blood flowed like an infusion, gushing out along the cavity, which frightened everyone in Jin Mingyuan, and their souls were scattered.

A bloody, round human head rolled down at everyone's feet. For a moment, the frightened and desperate wails in the Jin Ming Garden resounded in the night sky, causing palpitations.

"Next!" Xu Heng pointed the bleeding steel knife forward and said expressionlessly, "Lao Tzu doesn't care about killing you all." ”

"I say!

Before the second guy was dragged forward, the man's frightened crotch was hot, and his face collapsed to the ground, and he said tremblingly: "It's him......!

Following the direction of the guy's finger, Xu Heng cast his cruel gaze straight at Lao Jia who was hiding in the crowd.

At this moment, Lao Jia's face is like white paper, his lips are bloodless, and the depths of his eyes are indescribably complicated.

"Name it!"

Xu Heng looked him up and down with an unkind gaze.

"The little one's surname is Jia...... Everyone calls me Lao Jia. Lao Jia forced his composure and said with a smile, "This master looks good, where do we seem to have met?"

"Less set almost. Xu Heng said coldly, "Let me ask you, what is the relationship between you and the black fan Di Mo of the Xianwang Mansion?"

"That's right!" Lao Jia's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I remember, the uncle is the brother of the black fan, and I have seen you in the Xianwang Mansion." ”

After that, Lao Jia's face suddenly changed to a relaxed look, and he waved his hand and said, "It turned out that the water washed the Dragon King Temple, and everyone is their own ......."

"Fart! Who the fuck is your own person?" Without saying a word, Xu Hengyang slapped Lao Jia hard with his hand, and scolded, "Whatever Lao Tzu asks you, you will answer." If you dare to be crooked, I'll chop you with a knife!"

"Yes......" Lao Jia covered his face, looked at the fierce Xu Heng with frightened eyes, and said worriedly, "The little one has had a few encounters with the black fan, and he occasionally comes to the small shop to build weapons." Other than that, we don't have anything to do with each other......"

"Build weapons?" Xu Heng looked around contemptuously and sneered, "What kind of magic weapons are there in the Xianwang Mansion?

"The little ones don't dare to lie. Lao Jia swore and said, "If you don't believe it, you can ask these guys, and they can all testify......"

"That's enough!" Xu Heng waved his hand and asked again, "How many years has Jin Mingyuan been open in Luoyang?"

"This ...... There are too many years, and the small ones can't remember ......."

"You don't remember exactly, but I know it well. Xu Heng said, "Jin Mingyuan has been in Luoyang City for sixteen years. ”

"Uncle has a good memory...... Lao Jia's heart sank, and he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

"It's not that I have a good memory, but some things are too coincidental...... It's like a long-planned conspiracy. Xu Heng's eyes stared at Lao Jia without blinking, and Lao Jia, who looked directly, was stunned, "Your store has been open in Luoyang for sixteen years, and Di Mo has been in the Xianwang Mansion for sixteen years, you say...... How could there be such a coincidence in the world?"

"This ......"

"What's even more coincidental is that in the half month before Di Mo's disappearance, apart from the Xianwang Mansion and the wine shop, the only place he has been to is here. Xu Heng said quietly, "You tell me, on the first day of the fifth month, what did Di Mo do when he came to Jin Mingyuan?"

"He's here to fetch the blade......," Lao Jia swallowed with difficulty, and said with a dry smile, "He once told me to make a sword for him." ”

"Sword?" Xu Heng smiled coldly and said again, "We have dug three feet into the ground and searched all the places he has been to. Not to mention the sword, not even the sword spike was found. How dare you lie?"

"What I said is true!" said Lao Jia busily, "He really came to get a sword......

"Is it to take the sword, or is it conspiring with you?" Xu Heng broke off, and his body trembled.

"Wrong......ed!

Xu Heng was fierce, grabbed Lao Jia's collar, and said viciously: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk nonsense with you, tell me directly, where is Di Mo?"

"How can the little one know the whereabouts of the black fan?" said Lao Jia bitterly, "You are his brother, don't you know?"

"Less nonsense!"

"Xiao really doesn't know where the black fan is, how can I answer?" Lao Jia looked aggrieved, his words were extremely sincere, and he pretended to be innocent, "But the black fan ...... What's going on?"

"I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. Xu Heng laughed angrily.

"Uncle, I ......"

"Come on, tie him up and take him back to be tortured!"

Xu Heng no longer gave Lao Jia a chance to defend himself, gave an order, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Sect Master!" a disciple chased after the door and asked in a low voice, "The rest of the Golden Garden...... What to do?"

After pondering for a moment, Xu Heng's eyes suddenly became ruthless, and he said coldly: "The prince is in trouble, the lord of the mansion is angry, and the entire rivers and lakes are going to collapse, not to mention a small Jin Mingyuan?"

"The master of the door means ......"

"Jin Mingyuan is full of strangeness, and the people inside are all suspicious, and it is very likely that they are the same as Di Mo. Xu Heng's heart was like an iron stone, and he said with a stern face, "Don't talk about killing, don't leave a single one." Remember, a fire burns the place to ashes afterwards and leaves no trace. ”

"Kill them all?" the disciple said in astonishment, "Will it be ......?"

"Have you forgotten the order of the mansion master?" Xu Heng interrupted, "It is better to kill a thousand people by mistake than to let one go!"

"Yes!"

......

Late at night, the figures in the dungeon of King Xian's Mansion are longing and lively.

More than a dozen ragged people were suspended in the air, lined up. One by one, the skin was open and fleshy, covered with blood, dying, moaning, almost tortured inhuman.

Among them, there is Jin Mingyuan's shopkeeper Lao Jia.

"I've seen the second master!"

Accompanied by one salute, Xie Xuan, whose face was sinking like water, slowly stepped into the dungeon. At this moment, he gently covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief so as not to smell blood.

"Second master, you're here!"

As soon as they saw Xie Xuan, Su Tang, Xu Heng, Ling Qing, and Lin Fangda hurriedly stepped forward.

"How's it going?" Xie Xuan's hoarse voice sounded from his throat.

"Except for the disciples in the house, all the people who have had contact with Di Mo in the past month are here. Su Tang pointed back at the more than a dozen "prisoners" who were crumbling, and said in a condensed voice, "Recently, the places Di Mo has been to include wine shops, tea shops, medicinal herb shops, and blacksmith shops...... Among them, the wine shop has the most times, followed by the tea shop, and the medicine shop and blacksmith shop the least, and I have only been there once. Other than that, he stayed in Fuchu for the rest of the time. ”

"Who is the most suspicious?"

"At present, none of them seem to have anything to do with Di Mo's disappearance. Su Tang replied, "However, more than one person in the mansion heard from Di Mo that he complained and complained about the mansion master. Among them, Liu Xunyi's testimony is the clearest. ”

"Do you mean that the Dragon Boat Festival incident was done by Di Mo alone? Is it because he is dissatisfied with the lord of the mansion for favoring one over the other, so he designed a frame to vent his personal anger and has nothing to do with other people?" Xie Xuan's eyes flickered, and there was no joy or anger in his tone.

Su Tang was heartbroken and replied, "Yes." ”

"Su Tang, you still don't have enough experience, the city government is too shallow. I dare to assert that this is not as simple as you think. Xie Xuan raised his eyes lightly, a pair of deep black eyes scanned Lao Jia and the others back and forth, and said faintly, "Among them, there must be ghosts." ”

"But we've tortured ......"

"If you want to pry open a person's mouth, you can't blindly 'coerce', but also know how to 'lure'. Xie Xuan beckoned Su Tang and a few people to come forward and said in a low voice, "Use both grace and power, both soft and hard." Ordinary people are greedy for life and afraid of death, even if they make it up, they will make up an answer. ”

Xu Heng's face was full of confusion, and he was puzzled: "Since this is the case, the answer is also fake, what's the use?"

"People who can do this kind of thing are not idle people. Xie Xuan said indifferently, "Now, you can't even pry open the mouths of the idle people, how can you find out the truth? Because they are afraid that their lies will be exposed in public, and thus suffer even more torture. To do things, sometimes you have to learn to do the opposite!"

Hearing this, Su Tangdeng's eyes froze, and he said thoughtfully: "What does the second master mean......"

"Solitary confinement, separate torture, coercion and inducement, let them talk nonsense and do not expose it. Xie Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly, "Those who persist to the end and still refuse to let go...... It's a ghost!"

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