Zhanzhao Imperial Sword ran towards Yicheng, and there was no stop on the way, only about half an hour or so, and he reached Yicheng.

Entering Yicheng, Zhan Zhao went directly to the inn where he and Bai Yutang dealt with Deng Che and the others, wanting to see if Bai Yutang was there.

After entering the inn, the shopkeeper was talking to Xiao Er, and when he saw Zhan Zhao, his face changed in an instant, and he suddenly walked in front of Zhan Zhao, and whispered, "Lord Zhan, are you back?"

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "Where did Brother Bai go?"

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I don't know, Lord Bai will leave the next day, Lord Zhan, you better get out of here quickly, be careful!"

Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned and asked strangely, "Why?"

The shopkeeper scratched his head and whispered, "On the day that Lord Bai left, some officers and soldiers came to look for someone, saying that Deng Che and a few people finally appeared here, so they came to find someone! Lord Zhan, don't blame me, according to your orders, I told those officers and soldiers that those people were killed by Lord Zhan!"

Zhan Zhao nodded slightly and said, "I don't blame you, what happened next?"

The shopkeeper sighed, "After those officers and soldiers heard that it was Lord Zhan, they didn't feel embarrassed, so they turned around and left directly, presumably to plan a way to deal with Lord Zhan!"

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't stay here for long, shopkeeper, take your leave, if there are still officers and soldiers looking for you, you can tell them that I will go to Nanyang County!"

The shopkeeper was stunned, Zhanzhao turned around and walked out of the inn directly, picked up the light skills, and ran to the outside of the city, and the sword ran towards Nanyang County!

Where did the white mouse go?

He went to check the evidence of the Xiangyang King alone, and he didn't know what was going on now!

However, if it should be fine, since the white mouse promised not to rush to the sky, there must be no big problem!

Zhan Zhao shook his head and hurriedly ran towards Nanyang County.

Nanyang County, located in the 35th year of King Qin Zhao, is one of the nine counties of Jingxiang, and it is extremely prosperous.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhan Zhao rushed to Nanyang County.

There were few people on the street, everyone's face was a little pale, Zhan Zhao frowned lightly, it stands to reason that this Nanyang County should be very prosperous, why is it so depressed now?

Zhan Zhao faintly felt that in this huge city, there seemed to be a kind of depression, like the sun that was about to set in the west, exuding a sense of twilight.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, but he didn't know what to do, he didn't know where to start, although the golden envoy said that when he arrived in Nanyang County, he could carry out the next test, and he could know the whereabouts of his family, but how to carry out the test?

Why don't you go to the Yamen!

The shopkeeper in Yicheng City said that the nine counties of Jingxiang are all under the control of the king of Xiangyang, so if you go to the yamen, the subordinates of the king of Xiangyang will come to me!

That's it!

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhao did not hesitate, stepped forward quickly, grabbed a person, and asked, "This big brother, may I ask ......?"

The man hurriedly waved his hand, "I don't know anything......"

Zhan Zhao laughed angrily, it seems that this King of Xiangyang is really fiercer than a tiger to the people, he couldn't help but pout, "I want to ask where the yamen is!"

The man was stunned for a moment, his expression became calmer, and he asked instead, "This little brother, what are you doing in the Yamen?"

Zhan Zhao shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Report the crime!"

The man's expression changed, he turned his head to look around, and said suddenly, "Little brother, I advise you not to go to the yamen, even if you go to report the case, I'm afraid there will be no result!"

"Where is so much nonsense!" Zhan Zhao snorted coldly and said coldly, "You just need to tell me where the yamen is!"

The man's face was pale, he nodded hurriedly, pointed to the south and said, "Follow this street to the end, then turn left and walk up for a while, and you will see the yamen!"

"Okay, thank you!" Zhan Zhao arched his hand and turned to walk towards the yamen.

And that person looked at Zhanzhao's departing figure, shook his head slightly, sighed slightly, and sighed lightly, "Why don't you listen to me? I'm afraid that if you go to the yamen, you will have to be tortured by the killing rod first! The hateful yamen, if you want to report the case, you must first receive 30 killing sticks, and now people, you can't listen to good words!"

Zhanzhao didn't hear this person's words at all, and he was not in a hurry to use light skills, but just walked out step by step.

After walking for about five or six minutes, we came to the yamen, and in front of the yamen, there were two yamen guarding the door, and there was a drum outside the door.

Zhan Zhao stepped forward quickly, took out the drumstick, and smashed it into the drum.

The drum sounded, the sound of dong dong came out, the two yacha's expressions changed, and they walked over, and in the same way, some passing citizens also stopped, and one by one they all looked at Zhanzhao with a great change of expression, and the crowd let out a sigh.

"Looks like another out-of-tlander......"

"Alas, there is a man to suffer. ”

"I wonder if this person will regret beating the drum after being beaten?"

The crowd gradually increased, and the noisy voices became more and more, and the two yacha smiled at the corners of their mouths and walked in front of Zhanzhao.

Zhan Zhao looked at the two of them for a long time, and a smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Daring, who told you to play the drum?" said a yacha coldly, "what are you doing drumming?"

Zhan Zhao pursed his lips and said with a smile, "What else can it be?"

"That's good!" The two yacha scattered, one stood in front of Zhanzhao, the other stood behind, and the yacha in front sneered, "According to the custom, those who beat the drum and voice grievances will receive thirty strokes first!"

The two shook the sticks in their hands and sneered, "Stand up, don't move, otherwise it won't be good to hit you on the head!"

Zhan Zhao's expression was cold, and he smiled coldly, "Why don't I know that I have to suffer thirty strokes for beating the drum and singing grievances? Could it be that this is a killing stick?"

"Because this is Nanyang County, it is the territory of the prefect of our prefect, and the rules he sets are the rules!" Yacha, who was standing in front of Zhanzhao, sneered, "You are really right, it is to kill the mighty stick! If you don't want to suffer the killing stick, hehe, mean it!"

"What do you mean?" Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said with a faint smile, "It's a pity that I didn't bring any silver!"

The two yacha suddenly looked cold, and snorted coldly, "Then take these thirty sticks!"

The yacha behind Zhan Zhao suddenly raised his stick and smashed it towards Zhan Zhao, and the surrounding crowd let out a sigh.

Zhan Zhao sneered, didn't turn back, raised his right hand, and the giant sword with the scabbard was directly turned behind him, blocking the stick, and sneered, "This is what you call the prefect's yamen?"

"You actually dare to resist!?" The yacha in front of him snorted coldly, and also raised the stick in his hand and smashed it at Zhanzhao.

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