Zhuo Yi got Chen Yin's order, sighed, and said to Zheng Zhinan: "Master Zheng Fang, Zhuo respects you as a high Taoist, and advises you again, don't struggle uselessly." ”

Zheng Zhinan smiled again: "But once you die, what is the way? Today, the poor Dao Wei Dao died, after Abbot Zhao came back, you and the others will be ambushed, and the poor Dao will wait under the underworld!"

Zhuo Yi shook his head, waved his hand, and several brocade guards flashed to the front row, raised the strong crossbow in the army, and shot crossbow arrows at Zheng Zhinan. Zheng Zhinan was hit by several arrows in his body, one of which was stuck in his throat, glared at Zhuo Yi, and fell to the ground in anger on the spot.

As soon as Zheng Zhinan, the owner of the Xuantan Palace, died, the inspectors of the Fangtang immediately fell into chaos, and after a while, the wounded and the dead died, and the resistance of the Xuantan Palace was collapsed by the Jinyi Guard.

With a wave of Zhuo Yiyi, Jinyiwei rushed into the editorial office of "Inside and Outside the Imperial City" next to the scripture hall, knocked down all the Taoist priests inside, and tied them up.

Gao Gong Jiang Zhibiao lay on a pile of manuscripts under review, until he was dragged out and shouted: "Don't break the article!"

Zhang Juzheng was also blocked in the house today, he picked up a bench and shouted and fought, but he was caught by the brocade guard, and threw him to the ground from behind, just avoiding a sharp slash on the head.

The Jinyi guard who knocked him down recognized him, and took advantage of the chaos to whisper in his ear: "Don't move, Master Zhang, otherwise you will die!"

Zhang Juzheng calmed down at this time. When he was tied up, he looked at the brocade guard Xiaoqi who knocked him down, and it seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

More than a dozen Taoist editors in the editorial department were all caught by Jinyiwei, and none of them escaped the net, because no one had ever thought that the dignified Xuantan Palace, the Shifang Jungle in the highest preaching hall of Yingtianfu, would actually be swept by Jinyiwei one day.

These editors watched Jin Yiwei pack and pull out all the articles, pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and books and scrolls inside, and pile them up at the base of the wall, and they couldn't help but feel a pain in their hearts. Fortunately, these brocade guards didn't know the copying platform, thinking that they were wooden cabinets and had no intention of moving them, otherwise the loss would be too great this time.

Because the last issue of "Inside and Outside the Imperial City" has just been sold, and the next issue has not yet been completed, the monks who are responsible for opening and running the copying platform in Yuanfu Palace are not here, and the platform is also covered with silk cloth, and the brocade guards do not know that this is the key equipment, so they can easily let it go.

Jiang Zhibiao's manuscripts were all copied, but no one paid attention to the Dharma platforms that looked like ordinary cabinets, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and let Jinyiwei take them out of the editorial office.

Hundreds of brocade guards searched for Zhao Ran's figure everywhere, and the Taoist priests of Xuantan Palace were also escorted to the main hall to be interrogated one by one, asking them to explain Zhao Ran's whereabouts.

The cold prison looked at Chen Yin like a dead man: "Governor Chen, oh, I made a mistake in the poor way, please forgive me." Lord Chen's position as the Governor of Zuodu has been relieved by the Imperial Court of my Daomen's suggestion, and you should be called Lord Chen as Commander Chen. Commander Chen, if I'm not mistaken, this is the first time in the 600 years of Daomen that a Dao Palace has been seized by Jinyiwei, right? It really opened Poor Dao's eyes, and I couldn't imagine it at all, but Poor Dao had a question in his heart, how did Commander Chen plan to end up next?"

Chen Yin said with a smile: "How to end up next, there is no need to worry about the cold prison hospital, King Qi said, the sky is falling, there is a tall man on top of it, and the cold prison hospital can cooperate with peace of mind." ”

The cold prison said, "Tall man, can there be anyone taller than the True Master Hall in this world?"

Chen Yin said: "You think about it yourself, I don't have time to talk this nonsense with the Cold Supervision Institute." You have to think about it, if you really don't tell us where Zhao Zhiran is, I'm afraid you people will have to suffer a little, let's see you in prison. ”

"You blatantly hunted down Abbot Zhao, what did he do?"

"He conspired to assassinate the crown prince and assassinate the king of Qi!"

The cold prison courtyard looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing breathlessly, and bent down and coughed repeatedly: "Commander Chen, can't you find a better reason?"

Chen Yin ignored him, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of Taoist priests and fire dwellers at home in the Xuantan Palace were all escorted out by the Jinyi Guard.

The monks of the Shangsangong who went to search for Zhao Ran in various courtyards and houses, as well as the small banners and general banners of the Jinyi Guard, returned in an endless stream to report to Chen Yin, saying that they had not found any signs of Zhao Zhiran hiding in the Xuantan Palace.

So Chen Yin ordered: "Search the house near Zuo!"

The Jinyi guards of the brigade began to search house to house along Xuantanfang Street, and for a while there was a lot of trouble.

Gong Kepei and Hu Dashun, the two refiners who had been hiding in ambush, showed up and signaled to Chen Yin that there was no need to look for them anymore, and Zhao Zhiran was not here, so the team withdrew, leaving a small flag to seal the empty Xuantan Palace.

On the Jicoo Mountain, outside the Jisong Temple, Lan Daoxing led the team to ambush in the dense forest in the mountain, and after a while, the two Jinyi Wei captains rushed out from the Jisong Guan, and told Lan Daoxing: "Lan Yuan envoy, I have inquired and understood, the Daolu Division's lecture hall this year has not yet started, Zhengyin Jinghui Daoist is not in the view, and there are no monks in the view, and it is estimated that Zhao Zhiran should not be here." ”

Lan Daoxing nodded and waved to everyone: "Search, remember my words?"

Everyone nodded and promised, "Remember everything!" and rushed in.

With so many people pouring into the Jiming Temple, several deacons and Taoists of the Daolu Division were suddenly shocked and rushed over to stop them: "Who are you waiting for, trespassing on my Jiming Temple? Don't you know that this is the important place of the Daolu Division's Dharma Teaching Hall? Who are your Shangguan, come out quickly and answer!"

A monk from the upper third palace came out of the crowd, and while motioning for others to continue the search, he came to the side of several deacons of the Daolu Division, and said with a pleasant face: "Today, there is a new Taoist friend in my upper third palace who has gone missing, and we suspect that he may have strayed into the Jiming Temple, so we came to look for him. Don't panic, it's just looking for someone, and we'll leave after looking for it. By the way, there is a question for you to answer, Zhao Zhiran, deputy seal of the Daolu Division, has there been a return to the rooster song watch recently......"

On the shore of Mochou Lake, Hug Moon Villa.

Duan Chaoyong commanded his subordinates to search vigorously, but fortunately, Zhu Xianjian had already instructed that he was only allowed to find people, not to hurt people, let alone kill a person indiscriminately or steal a thing, and he himself was not stupid enough to make trouble in Xu Zhenren's house, so Baoyue Villa was still slightly orderly.

Duan Chaoyong didn't pay any attention to the angry scolding of the old housekeeper of the villa, but just looked for clues seriously.

There was a lot of noise here, and Zhao Ran's newly purchased manor, which was not far away, was like a great enemy, and all the spirit demons gathered on the side next to the lake, waiting to deal with emergencies at any time.

Lingyan Nangui Daoist hovered high in the sky, looking down on everything that happened in Baoyue Mountain Villa, returning to the manor from time to time, telling Su Chuanyao and the spirit demons what they had seen and heard.