The position of Zhang Yang, the envoy of Beizhen, is not as high as Xu Xianchun, but the real power is second only to Liu Qiao in Jinyiwei. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because in addition to managing the edict and prison, the Beizhen Fuji was also in charge of the secret surveillance of the feudal kings and officials in various places. It involves anti-corruption and anti-corruption, independent investigation, arrest, sentencing, detention and detection, and many other matters. (Somewhat similar to a combination of the NSA, the FBI, and the Independent Commission Against Corruption in Hong Kong).

The edict of the Beizhen Fusi in charge of the Beizhen Fu Envoy can directly obey the emperor's orders without the authorization of the three law divisions, and the punishment is extremely cruel. After the prison is completed, the emperor does not need to go through the command of the Jinyi Guard, and the chief of the Jinyi Guard is not in charge of the prison and is not allowed to interfere in his affairs.

To put it bluntly, when Beizhen Fusi wants to bird you, he can be under your control, but when he doesn't want to bird you, you can't help me.

This is true in theory, but in practice it is not.

Because Zhang Yang is Liu Qiao's person.

What Liu Qiao said, in Zhang Yang, is sometimes better than the emperor's decree or Wei Changgong's will.

Zhang Yang's appearance is very ordinary, that is, the appearance of a middle-aged uncle who can be seen everywhere on the street, his personality is also very ordinary, neither arrogant nor cowardly, and sometimes a little confused, but he is such a featureless person, he actually took charge of this black prison with the greatest reputation in the Ming Dynasty for seven years, longer than Liu Qiao's time as the commander of the Jinyi Guard.

This is quite unusual.

After Yan Long came in, he motioned for Yan Long to sit down.

Yan Long said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I still stand and stand on trial." ”

Zhang Yang's eyes opened slightly, and he was about to ask Yan Long the reason.

Yan Long raised his hands slightly, raised the shackles on his hands and neck, and said with a wry smile: "With these things stuck in the neck, standing is more comfortable than sitting." ”

Zhang Yang was about to continue speaking, Xu Xianchun spoke.

As soon as Xu Xianchun opened his mouth, he said in a cold official tone: "If you are uncomfortable sitting, then you can kneel." Come on, find a nail bed and let him kneel on it. ”

Hearing this, Ti Cai, who was in the cell, immediately took a nail bed and placed it in front of Yan Long's knees, and as soon as the two of them exerted their strength, they pressed Yan Long and asked him to kneel down on the spike board, which was especially full of flesh and blood.

Yan Long exerted force around his waist, and his legs were nailed to the floor like copper and iron, no matter how the two tall and strong brocade guards exerted their strength, they couldn't pull him a bit.

Another Ti rode up to help, kicking Yan Long's knee with his leg to force him to kneel.

However, Yan Long's Ziyang Nine Dragons True Qi immediately reacted, giving birth to a strong resistance in the muscles and bones, this Ti Rider used too much force, and the rebound force was even more than ten times greater!

Xu Xianchun's face became extremely ugly, and he glanced at the brocade guard Xiaoqi who was closest to Yan Long.

This brocade-clothed guard Xiaoqi understood, pulled out the embroidered spring knife with a "zheng", and slashed at Yan Long's head with a single sword.

This Jinyi Guard's martial arts level has reached the initial level of the Acquired Realm, and he belongs to the best of the martial artists who have already refined their internal strength and begun to enter the house, so before the blade arrives, the strong wind generated by the sword qi has already blown Yan Long's clothes and hair.

This knife was cut down, and under normal circumstances, Yan Long's head would fly off.

Yan Long certainly won't let that happen!

He had been watching everyone's every move in the room, Xu Xianchun's eyes full of murderous intent, he would definitely not miss it, so before the brocade-clothed guard Xiaoqi pulled out his knife, he was already ready to break the shackles.

But at this moment!

Zhang Yang, who had been "pretending to be a dead dog" without saying a word next to him, suddenly made a move!

I saw Zhang Yang bend his fingers with a flick, and the qi brought out by his fingertips hit the blade of the brocade guard directly, and the long blade of the blade that was refined into steel was immediately shattered into pieces of rotten iron, and the brocade guard also lost his center of gravity in an instant because of the knife momentum, and fell to the ground, he rolled and stood up, and saw that it was the top boss who made the shot, so he was a little confused, and he didn't know whether to continue to cut Yan Long, or not to cut.

Zhang Yang waved his hand at him lightly and said, "That's it, stop it!"

The three Jinyi guards who were still forcing Yan Long to kneel immediately stopped and looked at Xu Xianchun, but Xu Xianchun lowered his head and didn't look at them.

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and with another wave of his hand, the three brocade-clothed guards holding Yan Long immediately retreated.

Yan Long still stood proudly in the center of the cell!

The interrogation is about to begin.

Zhang Yang looked at Liu Qiao, the commander of the capital who was sitting at the top, Liu Qiao was sorting out his clothes at this time, and he didn't seem to see Zhang Yang's eyes.

Zhang Yang knew that Liu Qiao's appearance meant that he was going to be the chief judge.

He knew Yan Long's situation very well, so he asked Yan Long, "What are you hiding from us?"

Yan Long shook his head and said, "Repay the Suppression Envoy, I have nothing to hide. ”

"Oh!" Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "All along, you are not a person who practices martial arts. But in today's martial arts competition, you killed a mid-level martial artist in the Acquired Realm with one move! Tell me, what's going on?"

Yan Long thought to himself: "It's still here that should come." He said calmly: "Two years ago, I was indeed not a martial artist, but the times have changed, the world is no longer the original world, and I am naturally not the original Yan Long." ”

Xu Xianchun was very impatient with Yan Long's way of speaking in circles, and he scolded: "Pick the key points, just say why you didn't die after being stabbed three times, and then you can kill Chen Dong!"

"That's because of a Taoist priest!" Yan Long began to magnify his moves.

"Daoist?!" Liu Qiao, who had not spoken, opened his eyes that had been slightly closed and looked at Yan Longdao.

"Yes, eight years ago, there was a Taoist priest in our house called Qianfang Daoist. He gave me a book and told me to follow the exercises above to cultivate my vitality. The name of this book is "The Washing of the Pulp!"

What Yan Long said was the truth, eight years ago, the world-famous Thousand Directions Daoist did come to his house, but only for three days, because his father Yan Xue'an didn't like this kind of warlock who traveled the world, and denounced it as an evil sect.

As a person who is constantly monitoring the movements of Gyeonggi officials, Bukjin Fuji must know about this. But the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" that Yan Long said was a gift from the Taoist Master of Qianfang, so it must be.

What Qianfang Daoist taught Yan Long was not the Washing of the Marrow Sutra, but the Tao Te Ching that had been annotated by him.

But it didn't matter anymore, because it was known that the Thousand Directions Daoist disappeared shortly after leaving the Yan family.

"The Washing of the Marrow Sutra is a secret that is not passed down in Shaolin Temple, how can it be in the hands of the Thousand Directions Daoist?" Xu Xianchun sneered.

Yan Long said unhurriedly: "The Thousand Directions Daoist once broke into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple and stayed there for a while. The exercise book he gave me was a manuscript, written down from memory after reading the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

"Thousand Directions Daoist broke through the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" Xu Xianchun had an expression of obvious disbelief, and he looked at Liu Qiao, who had not spoken.

Liu Qiao kept staring at Yan Long's eyes, and Yan Long also knew this, so his eyes had always looked back at Liu Qiao calmly and calmly, without flinching or flustering.

Legend has it that a master of torture can tell whether a person is lying or not by looking at the eyes of a criminal by looking into the eyes of a criminal.

Liu Qiao is undoubtedly such a master, but he can't tell whether Yan Long is lying or not.

Yan Long smiled secretly in his heart, like this kind of training against interrogation, he didn't know how many times he had experienced it in his previous life, his profession was originally engaged in these things, and he had to return to his old business on the first day after rebirth, this ...... It's really superb!

Liu Qiao retracted his gaze, and he asked neatly: "Of course, the Pulp Washing Sutra can cultivate internal strength. But no matter how powerful the martial arts are, it is impossible to practice them overnight. Two years ago, you didn't have any internal strength in your body, but now you are a master of killing mid-level martial artists in the Heavenly Realm in seconds, looking at the rivers and lakes, at your age, people who can achieve this kind of cultivation are rare. You are telling this big lie, don't try to hide it from us!"

Yan Long took a deep breath and said to Liu Qiao: "Okay, Lord Liu, there is one thing, I really need to confess to all the adults. ”

"What's the matter?" asked Liu Qiao's eyes flashed.

"Qianfang Daoist is actually not missing, he is dead!" Yan Long said.