"Has taken root?"

When Song Si heard the guard's words, the first feeling in his heart was to be joking.

But when I think of the buds on my head, I suppressed my thoughts.

My head has sprouted, is it strange to have a root?

"Come and take a look!"

"yes!"

The guard led the way in front, and Song Si followed closely behind.

The change in Pingshan County happened so suddenly that many people have not yet reacted to what happened and are trapped in chaos.

Coupled with emotions such as fear and despair, sin happens everywhere.

If Song Si hadn't beheaded several slaves and guards extremely decisively, the Su family would have been in chaos now.

After walking about two hundred meters, Song Si met the man who had taken root.

This is an old beggar with a thin body and a sallow complexion.

Slim roots emerge from their legs and pierced into the ground, looking like a distorted and distorted weird wood carving.

“Have you found it?”

Song Si took two steps forward and asked Zhang Yuanzhi.

As the magistrate of Pingshan, he held many authority in the officialdom and could dispatch officers, soldiers and yamen runners in Pingshan County.

However, at this moment, there were only a dozen people left in my hand.

Zhang Yuanzhi once controlled a yamen runner and asked why he wanted to escape, but unexpectedly, all he answered was struggle and roar.

The yamen runner seemed to go crazy.

"It happened so suddenly that no useful information was found."

Zhang Yuanzhi's brows frowned into a big bump, and his tough face was full of worries.

In the face of disaster, human power is like an ant.

So what about the magistrate?

Just a bigger ant!

“Does the dissection need to be done?”

The master asked quietly beside him.

"No need! No need!"

Song Si shook his head, trying to connect the existing information, but found a mess in his mind.

"ah!"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look at it. A ragged man actually bit another person's neck.

The artery was bitten through, and the red blood gushed like a spring, and the whole body was dyed red during breathing.

"Leave a living!"

Zhang Yuanzhi said, and several yamen runners rushed over immediately.

Although the martial arts of the yamen runners are average, they have practiced for a few years, let alone fighting in groups.

Without much effort, he pressed the man tightly to the ground, and he could not escape even if he struggled desperately.

"Who are you? Why do you hurt someone?"

Zhang Yuanzhi asked, but the other party did not answer.

The veins swelled up, and the face was covered in ferociousness.

The fierce look was like seeing an irreconcilable enemy.

"He was hit by the illusion!"

Song Si was originally a master of this, and he could see the clues at a glance.

After snapping his fingers, the madness in the man's eyes immediately began to dissipate, turning into doubt and confusion.

"Where am I? Where is Xiao Bokun?"

"What happened?"

Song Si asked.

"That bastard Xiao Bokun actually killed my father because of a few quarrels!"

Having said that, a ferocious expression appeared on the man's face again and began to struggle wildly, "Let me go, let me go, I'm going to kill that bastard!"

"Illusion..."

Zhang Yuanzhi murmured, as if he had remembered something.

He turned his head and looked at Song Si, and found that Song Si was also looking at him.

"Qingming Sect!"

"Qingming Sect!"

"Since there are clues, let's use this as a breakthrough."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Song Si's mouth, not afraid of the enemy being strong, but afraid of the enemy being too cautious.

"The cultivation of illusion arts to the perfect state can exert a very terrifying power, but it has great flaws in the early stage, the most significant thing is the coverage distance. The man must be around and find him out."

With Song Si's order, the yamen runners who guarded Hepingshan County yamen immediately began to take action.

They don’t need to really capture the target, they just want the other party to show their strength.

"Finally found!"

Not long after, Song Si noticed the abnormality.

A yamen runner next to Zhang Yuanzhi was actually fleeing quietly to the distance.

It was silent and without any trace, as if it was really searching for suspicious people.

However, Song Si was extremely sensitive to his senses. Every look, every movement, and even the slight twitching of his skin and the corners of his mouth were clearly seen.

If there were evil demons such as Lianxiang and Yin Yue'er, Song Si would definitely retreat.

But he doesn't take it seriously just a Qingming scholar.

Even the deputy leader of Qingming Sect, Aisin Gioro, was killed, and such a minion would die as much as he could.

"Young Master, what do you want to do?"

The Qingming Cultist who was pressed to the ground by Song Si showed a look of horror on his face, but he had to pretend to be calm. His strange appearance almost made Song Si laugh out loud.

"You call me young master? Is it new?"

Song Si smiled at the corner of his mouth. Who doesn't know that he is the captain of the Pingshan County Government? Who doesn't know that he has dealt with several troubles?

Calling him a young master is considered to be a self-reporter.

"Tell me, what's going on? How many people have come and where are you hiding?"

"Young Master, you really recognized the wrong person."

The Qingming Sect’s stubborn duck is just not acknowledging his identity.

At this moment, he saw Zhang Yuanzhi walking towards him, and the horror on his face disappeared in an instant, turning into anger.

"What do you mean? You dare to attack people in the court. Do you believe it or not? I will kill you with one knife?"

Hearing his words, Song Si couldn't help but laugh.

Not only him, but even Zhang Yuanzhi had the same expression.

Although the Qingming Sect was not very smart, they were not hopelessly stupid.

Seeing Zhang Yuanzhi's reaction, he knew he had been exposed.

"The leader will avenge me!"

A sharp look flashed in the Qingming scholar's eyes. He took out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed it hard into his chest.

Frugal, cruel, decisive.

It’s like the one who dies is not yourself, but your enemy.

The Qingming scholars were ready to die as if they were home. The moment they entered Pingshan County, they were ready to die.

However, a familiar voice sounded, rekindling the flames in his desperate heart.

"A mere inferior human, even dares to hurt me from the Qingming Sect. I'm so brave!"

A white figure fell from the sky, with a tall figure and a firm face.

The dark eyes are bright and bright, and the appearance is easy and freehand.

"Who are you?"

Song Si frowned and asked.

"In the Qingming Sect leader, Aisin Jueluo Basket!"

The man in white sneered, "I am a person from Qingming Sect, and you can provoke me? Since I hurt him, then go and die!"

As he finished speaking, Song Si and Zhang Yuanzhi in front of him changed their faces and turned around and ran away like crazy.

But how could he escape in front of the wise and powerful leader of the sect?

The skin was ulcerated and the flesh was peeled off. In total, less than three meters ran out, only pale skeletons were left.

"The leader is mighty! The leader is invincible!"

The Qingming Sect’s face was full of fanaticism and his body was trembling with excitement.

"How is the situation?"

Aisin Gioro Bucket asked.

"Everything is going according to the plan. At most another five days, those buds will bloom. By then, no one in Pingshan County will survive."

"Well, it's done well!"

Aisin Gioro Bucket nodded and continued to ask, "Where are other people? Is there any damage?"

"The other sects have returned to the old house of Yin's family, and only a few of us who are good at illusionism are spreading the glory of the leader everywhere."

“Very good!”

Aisin Gioro Bullet asked a few questions again, and after hearing the church's answer, the smile on his face became even stronger.

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Next, of course, we will destroy the monsters of Qingming Sect who are neither human nor ghost!"

Aisin Gioro Basket replied.

"ah?"

A look of surprise appeared on the Qingming Sect's face, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Why did the leader destroy his own ecclesiastical crowds? And he said that they were all monsters?

But soon, he understood what was going on.
Chapter completed!