Even though the sky no longer snows, the snow between the roof tiles and in the shade does not melt away, and eventually becomes harder and harder, turning into a crust of ice mixed with specks of dust.

There are not many pedestrians in the Shendu Prison, and the snow on many walkways is difficult to melt away, and the deep and shallow footprints are like imprints on the light gray ice shell, and these people who leave footprints do not know where they are, which adds a bit of gloomy atmosphere to the Shendu Prison.

Occasionally, a few terrible sounds that seemed to be gagged, and even screams were not very pleasant, faintly came from the cracks in the doors of some houses, echoed in the passages, and then quickly disappeared.

Dressed in crimson robes, Supervisor Chen always looked decadent and depressed, and he slowly walked up the snowy road, giving people the feeling of a wilted pomegranate, making it difficult for people to associate him with the high-ranking magnates of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The old and deaf old servant who had been helping him drive was already waiting at the door of the Divine Prison, he did not give any instructions, and the old servant did not make any gestures at all, but after he boarded the car, he drove aimlessly through the streets and alleys of Changling and began to circle around.

Supervisor Chen, who was sitting in the simple carriage, hung his head slightly, as if he had fallen asleep, but at some point, he slowly raised his head and lifted the curtain.

The unmarked carriage was moving into the shadows by a high wall.

When he lifted the curtain, many streams of heaven and earth vitality silently poured out softly from his body.

Without even a trace of the wind, layers of crystal-like brilliance quickly converged around his body, as if countless mirrors had been formed, refracting the surrounding light.

He was obviously wearing a heavily colored crimson robe, but even if there were passers-by, he could only see the curtain of the car as if it was being waved by the wind, but he could not see him coming out of the car.

At this moment, it was as if he was transparent.

Then he flew lightly, over the high wall, and fell into the courtyard.

Inside the precincts is a garden that has withered under the winter snow.

Supervisor Chen walked through the garden and into the cloister.

At this time, the crystal-like brilliance gathered outside his body slowly disappeared, and his figure slowly leaked out of the air like a ghost.

He walked down the corridor until he finally entered the backyard, stopping in front of a study.

He didn't try to hide his footsteps.

In this study, there was a middle-aged man with a long beard who looked like a scholar, wearing a gray cotton robe, who was originally grinding ink and was about to write a letter, but because of the cold weather, the ink had not completely melted.

The middle-aged man with a long beard heard unfamiliar footsteps, but he didn't stop grinding his ink, because even if he knew that this was an inexplicable visitor, in his eyes, there were only a few people in the entire Changling Tomb who could pose a threat to him.

But how could the limited big man who could pose a threat to him appear in front of him in this way?

So when Supervisor Chen's footsteps stopped, he sneered arrogantly: "It's cold outside, since you're here, don't wait outside." ”

Hearing such words coming from the study, Supervisor Chen's face did not change in the slightest, and without even making extra movements, the door of the study in front of him was pushed open by the breath gushing out of his body.

The middle-aged man with a long beard narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to say something, but when he saw the crimson robe on Prison Leader Chen's body and felt the strange aura of decadence and haze, his arrogant face suddenly froze.

"You... You're the Divine Eunuch—" A bitter chill poured from the depths of his body, making his tongue stiffen.

"I am. ”

Supervisor Chen spit out three words very directly.

The middle-aged man with a long beard was bloodless in an instant.

"I know you're a very special middleman. Supervisor Chen looked at him indifferently, and said slowly and clearly, very directly: "Some cultivators in the army in other counties also want to live a good life, and there may be countless places where they have to spend silver taels on the way to practice, but there is no war for a while, but they can't accumulate military merits, they can't get rewards, and they can't get orders. But they have a good fighting power, and some of them will do things to kill people for others. And Changling has some powerful people, but they need someone to help them kill some people, and it is best not to have anything to do with themselves. ”

Thinking of the legend about this mysterious head of the Divine Capital, the middle-aged man with a long beard continued to sweat from his forehead and run down his face, but he still said strongly: "No matter what you say, it has nothing to do with me, because you can't have evidence." ”

"You're right, I have no proof. ”

Supervisor Chen lowered his eyelids coldly.

The middle-aged man with a long beard suddenly realized something, his eyes were instantly filled with an unbelievable light, and a ball of light in his hand burst out like a rising sun, and exuded an extremely terrifying aura that wanted to shatter the entire study at once.

However, at this moment, his mind suddenly dizzy, his vision in front of him became blurred, and any movement of his body became extremely sluggish due to the dullness of his thoughts.

A crimson sword light flew out of the sleeve of Supervisor Chen's crimson robe, and it gently and skillfully stabbed him in the heart vein.

The middle-aged man with a long beard instantly regained clarity in his mind.

However, a little coolness instantly spread from his heart, looking at the crimson sword light that was withdrawn from his sleeve, the power in his body also quickly subsided like a tide, and the sun-like brilliance in his hand was only a line away, unable to penetrate from his palm.

"Why?"

The middle-aged man with a long beard couldn't understand what kind of method this legendary god capital prison chief used to make him delirious in an instant, and he couldn't understand why the other party dared to kill him directly when there was no evidence at all.

"There is no why. Supervisor Chen said indifferently: "It's just that you don't know me... Because I never follow the rules. ”

The middle-aged man with a long beard covered his heart and slowly sat down, he was extremely painful, and said incomprehensibly: "As the head of the Divine Capital Prison, you supervise hundreds of officials according to the laws and regulations of Great Qin, and if a person like you does not act according to the laws, isn't it even more a serious crime? Even if you don't follow the rules, why do you want to kill me, why don't you want to know something from my mouth?"

"Whether a person in a position like ours can gain a foothold in Changling only depends on whether he is loyal to the Great Qin Dynasty and His Majesty, not about any crime. Supervisor Chen looked at him who refused to swallow his breath, and said indifferently: "What you know from your mouth is still not absolute evidence for those nobles. All I need is to make things more chaotic... If someone is messy, they will make a mistake and let me catch it. ”

The middle-aged man with the long beard became more and more painful, and he ** up, and an extremely strange voice came out of his throat, "Then why me? Why me?"

"Because of who you are. Supervisor Chen looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Because you are not from the military, even if you are killed, no military people will pay attention, unless it is the military magnate who is related to you, it is possible to use the power of the military to investigate this matter." He might wonder who did this, but if he looked up, I might know who he was. ”

The middle-aged, bearded man let out the last breath of breath from his throat and fell forward on the desk, dying in agony.

Supervisor Chen's body once again gushed out a powerful Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and his body once again disappeared as if it had become transparent in the air.

He climbed over the wall and walked transparently through the alley.

There were pedestrians walking along the way, not even noticing his presence.

He walked down the streets, lifted the curtain of the carriage that was still moving slowly, and sat into the carriage as if nothing had happened.

Every day, he seemed to be just riding in this carriage carried by a deaf and dumb old servant, patrolling the streets of Changling, occasionally issuing an order or two, and other than that, he seemed to do nothing all day.

However, in the deep-walled compound where he had just left, more and more blood flowed from the chest of the middle-aged bearded man who had fallen dead on the desk, and finally spread all over the tabletop, and continued to flow down the corners of the table to the ground.

......

At the same time, Ding Ning was also in the moving carriage.

When Supervisor Chen slowly turned the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gathered outside his body into nothingness, and then hung his head slightly to think about things, he was also thinking about things with his head slightly down.

Zhushan County, Ba County, is no stranger to him.

The richest and most powerful in Zhushan County is the Feng family.

And the Feng family is also in the flowers on the wall of his wine shop.