The thick smell of blood in the house has not completely dissipated, lingering on the tip of the nose making it a bit nauseating.
It was late at night, under the pale moonlight, carrion birds floating in the distance from nowhere were scattered vaguely, flapping their wings and making unpleasant whining sounds.
Suddenly, two black figures appeared on the top of the eaves, one squatting and the other standing with his hands behind his back, under the moon.
The next moment, the figure jumped directly, landed on the ground, and looked around at Tian Mansion, which looked like a ghost.
At this time, the courtyard seemed to have been cleaned up, and there were no complete corpses left. There were only pools of dark red blood hidden in the corners, and strange traces left by the fight.
"All dead?" A person checked around and said softly.
At this time, the originally neat courtyard houses were empty, and the exquisite flower gardens were in a mess.
The luxurious mansion becomes desolate when it rains and the wind blows.
"I guess it is, but I didn't expect it was a step too late. This Tian family is too useless." Another dark figure came to the Tian family meeting hall, and his tone became irritable and complained.
After all, a big family that has been around for hundreds of years is gone at the drop of a hat? No foundation at all?
It was in vain that he saw that he was approaching the Holy Cult in advance, so he saw the opportunity, and he was still optimistic in his heart, but this is the result?
"The spy news has come. The person who came is Lin Junmo. The Lin family has established a young master. The actual combat evaluation within the sect is ranked B. He has cross-border combat capabilities and is comparable to the sect's true disciples. This situation is normal."
The leader sighed.
The Universal Church's internal intelligence hall once established three rankings, A, B, and C, to regulate the strength of young warriors in each state.
Among them, the A list is full of Taoists from various sects, or the holy sons of the Holy Land and other state monsters, while the B list corresponds to the first-level geniuses of the county, and the C list is below.
Logically speaking, a county-level power like Lin's would be lucky to have someone on the C list.
However, this Lin Junmo is extremely extraordinary. A lot of information has shown that although he has not yet been appointed, he is related to the death of a half-step master of the Qianshan Sect, and he has a record of killing six Fu-level warriors several times.
But after all, he was born in a poor family, so the bonus points are not strong, and the upper limit is much weaker. If he were from a prominent family, or from a big sect, some elders predicted that he would even have a slight chance of entering the top list.
This kind of person can be justified in destroying a useless Liufu warrior who is the strongest but barely breaks through.
"Okay, what kind of good person can come out of a country bumpkin family? The biggest achievement is only related to the death of Master Half Bu. Who has seen it?
You don’t really think that a junior in the physical realm can meet a half-step master, do you?
Stop bragging. The intelligence department in the church is a bunch of rubbish. When I went to Sitong County last time, didn’t they say that Zhao Wumian, the legitimate son of the Zhao family, was a half-armor genius?
He is a trash who is said to be born with divine veins and has the appearance of a Taoist king, but his destiny is unstable. I knocked him off the cliff with just one palm, and he is just a person who is just trying to gain fame."
The leader remained silent and did not speak, because this was a fact.
The genius of the Zhao family was originally listed as a candidate for the Dharma King by the sect. After all, he possesses a divine vein that connects the heaven and the earth, and is almost appointed as a grand master. However, before the divine vein awakened, he was not welcomed by the Zhao family and had no sense of belonging.
He is strong and suitable for joining the church.
As a result, when I went to negotiate this time, I found that its foundation was empty, its energy and blood were exhausted, and it was almost useless, and the matter of the divine veins was even more illusory.
After careful investigation, it took half a month to learn that the matter about the divine vein was actually a smoke bomb released by the Zhao family. The real owner of the Zhao family's divine vein was his younger brother Zhao Yinglong. He was so angry that the shadow vomited blood, and the Islamist cursed the Intelligence Hall for several days.
"No matter what, treat it with care."
The two then continued to inspect and observe.
But as they walked toward the back of the meeting hall, the expressions on their faces became increasingly weird.
"Did this rockery fall from the sky?"
Soon, one person saw the large rockery that was smashed into the ground, looked at the large hole in the roof, and then came to Tian Bosong's courtyard and walked into the pond, his face changed slightly.
"No, it was obviously thrown directly from the mountain by someone."
Another person sounded amazed.
Throwing hundreds of thousands of kilograms of rockery hundreds of meters away, this kind of power is simply frightening.
"Could it be Lin Junmo's doing?" the leader speculated, "After all, no one among the strong men around has such power, and Lin Junmo happens to have divine power in the intelligence."
"Hundreds of thousands of pounds, in a physical state, purely using divine power as an excuse, do you believe it?"
no respond.
a long time.
"Send the news back. How to make a decision is not something we should worry about. After all, maybe he was lucky and got some kind of secret skill with overdraft potential. Maybe he used some kind of magical weapon from the public loser or the Mohist family. It's possible."
The two of them nodded, and after deducing several more likely scenarios, they said no more, tiptoed a little, took off like a big bird, stepped on the eaves, jumped down a few times, and disappeared into the night.
Since arriving in Qingfeng City, Yu Xuanji has never been idle.
The Lianshan Yi Gua uses the six qi of the four seasons as the guide, stresses that the internal qi of the mountain comes out, the mountains connect the mountains, and then the Liujia value talisman is used to determine good or bad luck.
To put it simply, it is based on the qi mechanism of heaven and earth as the index, focusing on the mountains, mountains, towering dragons, and finally using the six qi of heaven and earth measured by the armor to determine the balance of yin and yang.
Therefore, during this period of time, Yu Xuanji was busy all day long, choosing locations and atmosphere in various places in Qingfeng, and then using the armor talisman to predict, almost always leaving at sunrise and returning at sunset, and as soon as he returned to his residence
, just want to collapse on the bamboo chair, blowing the cold wind, unwilling to move.
"Young man, what's the matter? The matter hasn't been settled yet? Ahem." Sun He came from the house, holding a somewhat worn quilt in his hand and said with a smile.
He naturally knew what Yu Xuanji was doing during this period, and he had led many paths for Yu Xuanji some time ago.
I thought he was looking for someone, so I just followed him for two days, but I found him just wandering around, standing with his hands behind his hands, wandering around the streets without asking for information, which was really strange.
However, it is strange that this old man has lived for most of his life, traveled all over the country, and has been influenced by his ears and eyes, but he also knows that ordinary people cannot interfere in the affairs of scholars and warriors, so he did not ask too much.
Yu Xuanji took the quilt from his father-in-law, cupped his hands gratefully, and suddenly smiled:
"Things are almost done. Maybe it won't be long before the plague in this city will be gone."
Sun He also smiled and sat on the wicker chair next to Yu Xuanji. The smile on his face turned into melancholy, and he sighed:
"I hope so. This ghost plague is too annoying, cough cough."
As he spoke, he looked around where only the roaring wind could be heard.
At this time after dinner, the surrounding neighbors should have gathered together to watch the children running and playing, chatting lively, and eating melon seeds by the fire. However, after this epidemic, the surrounding area has become much cleaner, so there is nothing
human voice.
Yu Xuanji said nothing.
In recent days, because the incidence rate is getting higher and higher, even some warriors who have practiced martial arts and have strong blood have been infected. The plague investigation in the city has become more and more strict. If there is any sign, they will be arrested and quarantined.
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At the end of winter, ordinary people accidentally catch the cold and cough and become jealous. Therefore, many people will be arrested by mistake, but after being arrested, the outcome is already determined.
In troubled times, heavy words are used. Five words that fall lightly on the heads of ordinary people are as heavy as Mount Tai.
At this moment, scattered footsteps suddenly came from the distant street.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of banging on the door, mixed with the noise of people, the cries of children, and the begging of adults.
Sun He's expression changed instantly and he stood up instantly:
"The inspector is here."
From inside the room, a silver-haired old lady and her child Sun Fu also walked out, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Sun He frowned, stretched out his hand to press down on everyone, then tiptoed alone, walked quickly towards the courtyard wall, stood on tiptoe and took a look.
He came back after two breaths with a solemn look on his face.
"Niu Laosan's family is in trouble. His daughter-in-law has been arrested!"
After saying that, he picked up a handful of snow from the ground and put it in his armpit.
The same is true for Lao Aunt and Sun Fu.
Then he turned to Sun Fu in front of him with a serious tone and whispered:
"Fuwazi, please say a few words and tell me what you did today."
Sun Fu was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but seeing his uncle's expression, he still spoke nervously:
"I, I get up in the morning and chop wood after dinner, ahem..."
Snapped!
a slap.
Sun Fu was stunned.
"Who told you to cough!" The old man stared at the child in front of him with splitting eyes. His body was obviously stooped, but it gave him great pressure.
"go on!"
"I...after I chop the firewood, I make rice. I wash the rice first and beat it...ahem..."