Nanshan County and the nine surrounding counties were all subordinate to Jiangxia County, and Jiangxia County and the other six counties were subject to the jurisdiction of the Jingzhou Thorn History Department. Liu Taishou, www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, is the lord of a county in Jiangxia County, and his rights and status are supreme in the local area.

Although this is the case, in the Chu Palace, Xiling City (the capital of Jiangxia County), he is no different from his subordinates, and even the conversation with the little marquis can only stand and listen.

The little marquis sat on the Taishi chair, drank weak tea, and said casually: "Old guy, why are you so careless and let Benye's fiancée be kidnapped by robbers?!"

Mrs. Liu's sideburns were mottled, and he hurriedly said: "Little Hou Ye, Xia Guan really deserves to die, but the little girl has been missing for half a month, can Xiao Hou Ye talk to the King of Chu and ask him to come forward and ask someone to help?"

The little marquis drank a few sips, frowned and said, "You waste, your daughter can't be saved!"

Liu Taishou trembled and said: "The little marquis is angry! The lower officials are incompetent, but the little girl has a marriage matchmaking appointment with the little marquis, and she can be regarded as the wife of the little marquis." Anyway, little marquis, please help. ”

The little marquis's tea had been drunk, and I saw him put the blue and white porcelain tea cover in the palm of his hand to play, and after a while, he said, "Okay, when my father comes back, I will talk to him." Old fellow, my grandfather has something to say first, if something happens to your daughter, you will have to walk around without eating. ”

Liu Taishou bowed down and said: "The lower officials must do their best, be sure to ask the little marquis to report the matter to the king of Chu and ask him to help." ”

The little marquis was already very impatient, shook his sleeves and said, "Okay, okay, now it's time for me to practice, you can go." With that, the little marquis stood up from the Taishi's chair, stretched his waist, and left the hall by himself.

Liu Taishou sighed and turned to leave, he was naturally uncomfortable, but after all, the other party was the son of the King of Chu, no matter how light he was, he had to endure it.

When I returned to the mansion, as soon as I entered the door, my wife greeted me and shouted, "Master, something is wrong!"

Liu Taishou trembled his white eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. said with a smile: "Just now, there is a guest from Butterfly Valley in the house, and he brought a lot of valuable gifts, saying that he was congratulating Yan'er's marriage, and that he had a few words to say to the master in person." He's waiting in the hall right now. ”

Liu Taishou came to the hall suspiciously, only to see that the hall was full of various gift boxes, and there was a person on the seat. The man got up and saluted, and said, "The surname Gongsun in Xia Fu is the housekeeper of Butterfly Valley, and he has come here with gifts on this trip to congratulate Ling Yuan on the happy event of Taishou!" After speaking, he waved his long sleeves, "Changbai Mountain ginseng, Tianshan snow lotus seeds, a pair of 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and a number of cordyceps." ”

Liu Taishou and his wife almost fainted when they heard these words, who didn't know, Changbai Mountain's humanoid participation in the Tianshan Snow Lotus Seeds are priceless rare medicinal materials, century-old Ganoderma lucidum is hard to find, and Cordyceps sinensis is also extremely rare. There are so many treasures as congratulatory gifts, but I'm afraid that the Chu Wangfu can't take it.

Steward Gongsun smiled slightly, and continued: "On behalf of Butterfly Valley, congratulations to Ling Yuan and Liu Gongzi on their 100-year good relationship!"

Liu Taishou's face hesitated slightly, and asked, "Young Master Liu, Your Excellency is mistaken, the little girl's fiancé is the little marquis Li Xun." ”

When the housekeeper Gongsun heard this, he was also puzzled, and muttered: "This... What's going on?"

Liu Taishou and his wife, as well as the housekeeper Gongsun, the three of them looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do.

At night, Miaowang Mountain is particularly bleak and gloomy.

The temple at the top of the hill was lit up with lights, reflecting the corpses of the two monks at the door, and the death was horrific, and blood was spilling all over the ground.

"Report to the altar master. In the Buddha hall, a man in black knelt on the ground, "Someone broke in under the mountain!"

An old man was very leisurely, reclining on a bench, his surname was Zhou, his name was enshrined, he was the altar master of the Immortal Hall, and he was also the leader of these people. The old man said, "Do you want to report this little thing to me?" ”

But the man in black said: "Altar master, they are not ordinary people, they all have martial arts." ”

Zhou Xian groaned and said, "Then do you still need me to say, arrest them and take them to sacrifice to the Xuan Snake!"

"Yes!"

The man in black left in a hurry.

Zhou Xian lay down for a while, then suddenly jumped up and walked out of the Buddhist hall slowly to the backyard of the temple. In the dark night, there were dozens of people who had been captured by Aoyagi Town standing in the backyard, all of whom were controlled by the people of the Immortal Hall. In another place, there were corpses, all of them killed civilians.

The people of the Immortal Hall saluted together and said, "I've seen the altar master." ”

Zhou Xianfeng had a gloomy face and said, "It's been two days, and you haven't asked yet?"

A humanitarian: "These people should not know." ”

Zhou Xianfeng shouted, "You waste!" After speaking, he raised his hand and gave him a mouthful. Then, he walked to the front of the crowd and grabbed a small child in his hand, "Who are his parents?"

No one answered.

One of his subordinates whispered in Zhou's ear: "His parents were killed by us yesterday. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Xianfeng let go of the child and said in a slow tone: "I don't like killing people either. Tell you what you know, and let you go. ”

Zhou Xian is very old, his eyebrows are white, and he looks like a fairy. The others all had fierce expressions that contrasted sharply with him.

A farmer said, "Sir, we really haven't seen the big eyes you mentioned." ”

"It's not big eyes, it's Soul Eater eyes. Zhou Xianfeng patiently explained, "Half a month ago, didn't you have four people killed there, who killed them?"

The farmer shook his head and said, "The government has said that it was a natural death." ”

Zhou Xianfeng touched the child's head and said with a smile: "Then let's change the question, on that day, have you seen any unusual people appear in the town?"

At this time, the proprietress of the tavern came out of the crowd and said, "There were six outsiders in my tavern that day. Four of them were the people who were killed, and there was a man and a woman. ”

Zhou Xianfeng's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "What does that man look like?"

The proprietress pondered for a while, and then said slowly: "Wearing cyan clothes, you look like you are thirty years old." ”

"And where did he go?"

"I don't know. ”

Zhou Xianfeng nodded slightly and said, "Well, you can go." ”

The proprietress was overjoyed, and almost knelt on the ground to kowtow to Zhou Feng, she hurriedly pulled her husband and ran out of the crowd.

Suddenly, the cold light of the blade flashed, and the body of the proprietress separated. Blood splattered the tavern owner's body, and the owner's eyes widened and he roared, "Mother-in-law, I'll fight with you!"

The boss pounced on the man with the knife, and the two scuffled on the ground.

Zhou Xianfeng put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "See, if you can't find what I want, none of you will survive." ”

As he was talking to himself, the children around Zhou Xianfeng were so frightened that they cried. Zhou Xianfeng touched his head and said, "Don't be afraid, child. ”

The child did not dare to cry anymore and whimpered and sobbed.

Zhou Xianfeng swept through the crowd, dozens of residents, none of whom dared to make eye contact with him, but he did not find the person he was looking for from the crowd.

Three years ago, at the Nuwa Temple, the two sons under his knees were killed by the same person, and the deaths were extremely miserable, and the corpses were not pieced together.

And the murderer, dressed in a blood-stained green coat, held a blood-stained sword in his hand. Zhou Xianfeng didn't see his appearance clearly, and the only thing he could remember clearly was the monster that was fought over by the two realms of righteousness and demons back then-the Soul Devouring Twin Pupils.

Where the Soul Eater Twin Pupils appear, there is its own enemy!

Recalling these deep hatreds, the green tendons on Zhou Xianfeng's forehead skyrocketed, and the strength of his palms became stronger and stronger. With a 'snap', the child's Heavenly Spirit Cover was actually crushed.

Zhou Xianfeng raised his palm, looking at his hands covered with blood, he muttered: "I want you to die a thousand times more tragic than this!"