Under the black robe, the hands stretched out spontaneously, and encouraged the cyclone with their palms, calling ~ Monk Hengyuan flew up uncontrollably, and threw himself into the death cyclone.

His eyes widened in pain, his skin quickly dried up, his energy and blood drained away, and his face showed signs of decay that were visible to the naked eye.

This familiar face showed a little bit of decay in its eyes, heading toward death... Looking at this scene, Heng Hui's cruel face was slightly moved, and his dark eyes were no longer cold and hard.

Bang...Hengyuan was thrown out and hit the well arm hard.

Heng Hui held her right arm firmly with her left hand and gritted her teeth: "Don't kill him, don't kill my senior brother..."

His face suddenly turned cold, and he said seductively: "Hengyuan is a warrior monk, and his energy and blood are strong, which can just make up for the injury... Don't you want to take revenge? Don't you want to take revenge?"

Then, the cold expression disappeared, replaced by a painful struggle: "No, you can't kill him, he is my senior brother."

"You can kill anyone in the world, why can't you kill him?"

"Anyone in the world can be killed, except him. He is my senior brother and the person I respect the most."

"What about Pingyang?"

"Pingyang...."

His expression turned cold and painful, as if two different personalities were arguing in his body. With the stalemate, the thick blood vessels in his right arm lit up with red light, rising and falling as if breathing.

Heng Hui's main personality seemed to be suppressed, and her coldness gradually gained the upper hand.

"Henghui..." Hengyuan's voice was tired, "Do you remember the first formula that senior brother taught you back then?"

Purifying Mantra... Henghui fought against her out-of-control right hand, leaned her back against the wall of the well, and sat down slowly. She clasped her hands together and recited it in a low voice.

After a long time, his anger gradually subsided and his right arm no longer moved restlessly.

Heng Hui opened his eyes, but they still had black pupils without whites. He stared at Hengyuan at the bottom of the dark well, his voice hoarse:

"Brother, don't you want to know what happened to me a year ago? I will tell you now."

...

"What's the maid's name?"

In the interrogation room, Xu Qian took a sip of tea and looked at the restless Oiran opposite.

"He'er..." Mingyan replied obediently.

She kept peeking at Xu Qian, and at the same time glanced at the closed door. As the oiran of the Jiaofang Department, she had been in contact with many dignitaries and knew where the watchman's office was.

Any official who is imprisoned will have to shed his skin even if he is not dead, and a weak woman like her may face something more terrifying than death.

"When did she follow you?" Xu Qian's face was serious.

"Yes, it's been three or four years." She glanced at Xu Qian in fear: "About three and a half years, I can't remember the specific time."

This man was sitting there with an expressionless expression on his face, and he had a majestic and dignified look on his face. She didn't dare to breathe, and she was under tremendous pressure in her heart.

Why has this person changed so much? He was still acting like a playboy last night.

Three and a half years... I will go back and ask someone to check which other women entered the Jiaofang Division during this period. Xu Qian nodded:

"Who does she interact closely with on weekdays?"

Mingyan thought for a long time, recalling and naming a series of names.

After asking a few more questions, Xu Qian looked at the official responsible for taking notes, who nodded.

"Thank you, Miss Mingyan, for your cooperation. You can go now."

"Ah?" Happiness came so fast like a tornado, and she couldn't believe it for a moment.

"I'll take you back to the Jiaofang Division." Xu Qian stood up and made a gesture of invitation.

The oiran Mingyan followed him out anxiously until she reached the yamen gate. When she saw the carriage parked outside, she felt relieved, believing that she would really be sent back to the Jiaofangsi instead of being detained in the yamen...

She immediately regained her former demeanor and saluted gracefully: "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Qi'an reached out and pinched her plump buttocks: "Thanks cannot be expressed in words, but should be expressed with practical actions."

This man fell out of favor faster than a woman... Ming Yan, the oiran, was a little shy and a little scared, and glanced at the carriage.

Xu Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at the carriage, lost in thought.

.....

The carriage stopped outside Jiaofangsi Hutong. The oiran got off the carriage and said softly: "Mr. Xu, come to Qingchi Courtyard for tea when you have time."

Without a word of politeness, she immediately turned around and left, walking so fast that her skirt flew up.

She was a little afraid of Xu Qi'an, but of course it wasn't because of his hardness like 24k pure gold. Nothing happened on the carriage.

She has always been afraid of such moody people.

Xu Qian took a carriage back to the Yamen and convened a meeting with the core members of the team.

Soon, three Yin Luo, Lu Qing, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, a total of six people, were summoned to the side hall by Xu Qi'an.

"You already know what happened in the Jiaofang Division last night, right?" Xu Qian said.

Li Yuchun and others nodded, having heard what Song Tingfeng had said. They also knew that it was Si Tianjian's people who took action to resolve the crisis in the end.

As for why Song Tingfeng didn't report it to the Yamen, they tacitly agreed not to ask further questions, because it was unfortunate that the person on duty last night was Zhu Jinluo.

Lu Qing stared at Xu Qi'an for a long time, making him tremble and frowning: "Captain Lu, what's the matter?"

Lu Qing pursed her bright red mouth and said, "How do you know that there are monsters hiding in Jiaofang Division?"

The men showed understanding smiles, but Li Yuchun had a straight face and was out of tune with them because he was not lecherous enough.

Xu Qi'an said seriously: "During a night patrol, I observed the Jiaofang Division using the aura technique and found that there was evil spirit there."

"How come I never heard you report this matter?" Li Yuchun was stunned.

"At that time, I didn't know what the green light represented. Afterwards, I was sentenced to jail for stabbing a bastard named Zhu, and then..." Xu Qian shrugged.

Then you will become my subordinate. Although we all have our own affairs, I don't need to report to you anymore.

"Okay, I have something for you to do." Xu Qian slapped the list in his arms on the table:

"Boss, take someone to check the people on the list. They have close relationships with witches. In addition, check the women who joined the Jiaofang Division four years ago or who have become famous.

"Captain Lu, you lead people to search for Heng Hui from house to house. Remember to be careful."

After finishing the explanation, Xu Qian sat down and drank a glass of water, planning to report to Wei Yuan what happened in the Jiaofang Division.

Feeling palpitation in his heart, he immediately left the side hall, entered the toilet, and took out the fragments of the Book of Deposits. After a long time of silence in the Book of Deposits chat group, someone finally came online.

[Five: I’m here to repay Debt No. 3. Well, we have finished exploring the Abyss, and I discovered a huge secret. 】

The other party specifically mentioned himself. Xu Qi'an couldn't remain silent and replied: [What secret?]

[Five: What about you, have you decided that you owe me a reward? 】

【Two: Let’s talk and listen.】

【Four: Ha, no problem.】

[Five: Isn’t No. 1 here? 】

【1:Yes.】

After everyone expressed their stance, No. 5 sent a message saying: [The seven tribes of the Gu tribe worked together, and after going through many difficulties and nearly surviving the exploration, they finally arrived at the Abyss...]

[Two: Don’t talk too much, just get to the point. 】

[Five:....We found a statue of a Confucian saint in the abyss, staring into the abyss.]

Confucian saint? The members of the Tiandihui were surprised at first, and then they all thought of No. 3. As an outstanding student of Yunlu Academy, he might know something.

But I probably won't tell them... Moreover, the debt I owe him has not been repaid... I am inexplicably in debt...

[Five: No. 3, you are a student of Yunlu Academy. You know something, right?]

The members of the Tiandihui were very happy, and No. 5 asked a good question.

How do I know? I'm also very surprised... Xu Qian did not answer directly and entered the information: [In addition to the saint sculptures, what else is there in Jiyuan? In addition, please describe the appearance of the saint sculptures in detail. 】

This is all nutritious nonsense, purely to extract more information.

[Five: In addition to the Gu God and various Gu insects, there are only sculptures of saints in Jiyuan. Ah, I think about it, the eyebrows of the saint sculpture are cracked, and the elders in the clan seem to be very worried.]

The eyebrows of the saint sculpture were cracked... The elders of the Gu clan were very worried... No. 2 was moved in his heart: [Do you think the saint sculpture is suppressing the Gu god? Otherwise, why would the good-looking Jiyuanli do this?

Sculptures of saints appear.]

[Four: This possibility cannot be ruled out. It is extremely common to use media such as statues, bronze sculptures, and bronze vessels as sealing formations. In ancient times, the best example was the human emperor who cast the Nine Cauldrons, suppressed the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, and condensed the destiny of the human race.

】

[1: The cracked forehead of the saint sculpture, does it mean that the seal is unstable? So the Gu God has initially recovered. 】

【Four: It is possible.】

This topic passed quickly. After all, Gu God's rank and Southern Xinjiang are too far away from everyone.

Xu Qi'an entered the information: [No. 1, you haven't asked me about the Sangbo case recently. Do you have any clues from searching ancient books? 】

【1: No clues.】
To be continued...