Zuo Qianhu escorted the prisoner all the way to the prison, and made a handover with another official from the Ministry of Punishment waiting here. After verifying his identity, he raised his hands and said to the prisoner: "Master Li, take care of yourself."
He was a warrior and didn't speak much. He watched the criminal department official and another Qianhu bring the prisoner into the prison, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.
These days, he no longer knows how many missions he has carried out in Beijing and how many prisoners he has captured. However, the more he arrests, the more something is wrong in his heart.
Especially the ministers in the court, although they are always so kind and kind, Zuo Qianhu always feels that there is something fake behind that smile.
He thought of Zhang Ziyu he had seen at the city gate, and for some reason, Qianhu Zuo walked toward the restaurant near the city gate.
He did not go home to rest, and did not take off his sword or armor. He entered the restaurant in military uniform and immediately alerted the shopkeeper.
"Sir, do you want to eat? Please take a seat here."
Zuo Qianhu raised his hand to interrupt the shopkeeper and said, "No need to bother, Zuo is here to find someone. Have you seen a young Taoist?"
When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly said: "Master Zuo, there is indeed a young Taoist who has invested in the shop today. He is eating at the table by the window on the second floor. I will take you there."
The world is in chaos, no wonder the shopkeeper is so afraid of Zuo Qianhu.
Zuo Qianhu shook his head: "I'll go up myself."
After that, he walked towards the second floor at a fast pace.
There were not many people on the second floor. As soon as he walked up, Zuo Qianhu saw Zhang Ziyu by the window.
He came over, stood by the table, clasped his fists and raised his hands: "Taoist priest, you are polite. Zuo Xiong came to visit rashly, please don't blame Taoist priest."
"Sit down, the steamed fish in this shop is pretty good."
Zuo Qianhu sat down, sitting upright. To be honest, he didn't know why he came to see Zhang Ziyu, and he couldn't find a reason to talk for a while.
"How long has Zuo Qianhu been practicing martial arts?"
Zhang Ziyu was eating while talking to Zuo Qianhu, but Zuo Qianhu was stunned when he suddenly asked.
He did not hide anything: "Zuo has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has been practicing martial arts for more than thirty-two years now."
Zuo Qianhu looks like he is only in his thirties, and he has been practicing martial arts for most of his life. It is no wonder that he has such a level of cultivation.
"You are full of energy and blood, and your murderous aura is condensed. Your martial arts skills are good."
Zhang Ziyu looked at Zuo Qianhu and asked with a smile: "You must have reached your limit, do you still want to continue to make breakthroughs in martial arts?"
Zuo Qianhu frowned slightly, he had naturally thought about a breakthrough in martial arts cultivation, but it was a bit hard to understand that a stranger suddenly told you that you had a breakthrough in martial arts cultivation and reached a higher level.
And the reason why I followed Zhang Ziyu here in the first place was because I was confused, but now I’m in a crooked building, right?
Zhang Ziyu said slowly: "With your current martial arts cultivation, it shouldn't be difficult to detect some weird things around you, right?"
Zhang Ziyu did not realize this before formally meeting with Zuo Qianhu, that is, Zuo Qianhu himself knew that something was wrong with the Daliang Dynasty.
But after seeing him and looking at his martial arts cultivation, it was different.
With this kind of Qi and blood, if you practice, you can get started directly, and ordinary monks in the Qi training realm will not be his opponent.
To this extent, even if Pudu Cihang can evade his perception, those little demons and weird things basically cannot escape this keen sense of martial arts.
You know, Zuo Qianhu's title as the most powerful mortal in the world is not false.
No matter how powerful the criminals were, they were mostly civil servants and not traitors. How could it be possible that Zuo Qianhu, a master of martial arts, had to go out and capture people in everything?
It was obvious that those monsters knew Zuo Qianhu's martial arts skills, and in order to prevent him from noticing something was wrong and causing trouble, they let him out.
If it weren't for the time and he was afraid of being hurt by the fate of the Liang Dynasty, he would have eaten Zuo Qianhu first.
For such a character, the blessing of dynasty luck is not weak, so he needs to figure it out slowly.
However, Zhang Ziyu noticed that the Liang Dynasty was probably about the same now, so it wouldn't be long before it was Zuo Qianhu's turn.
Zuo Qianhu's expression changed when he heard this. Of course he felt something was wrong. It was for this reason that he came to look for Zhang Ziyu.
He clasped his hands into fists and said with a serious face: "Please sir, please give me some advice."
"People who practice martial arts have qi and blood. The stronger the qi and blood, the more sensitive they are to the perception and restraint of evil spirits. When you reach this level, whether it is instinct or the perception from the qi and blood, you can detect something wrong. I think you will also kill it.
Are you going to live with evil spirits?"
Zuo Qianhu heard this and did not hide anything. He nodded and said: "Yes, a few years ago I escorted people to pass by the ruined temple. I did see a strange man with evil intentions. I beheaded him with three swords. After the beheading,
, but found that the man disappeared, leaving only a pile of black ashes. Later, his soldiers spread the word, and then realized that it might be a ghost."
Zhang Ziyu smiled and said: "Don't you think that the feeling in the court today is somewhat similar to that in the past?"
Zuo Qianhu was suddenly awakened, stood up suddenly, knocked down the cups and bowls on the table, and made a clanging sound: "Sir, are you saying that there is an evil spirit that is harming the country?!"
"yes"
After receiving the reply, Zuo Qianhu's face rose with anger: "I'm going to kill that evil spirit."
"Ahem"
Zhang Ziyu almost choked to death without a sip of wine, and waved his hand to calm him down: "Forget it, you are just delivering food. Do you really think that ordinary ghosts can harm the country?"
His words made Zuo Qianhu calm down and apologized: "Zuo lost his temper."
Zuo Qianhu calmed down a little and asked in a deep voice: "Sir, can you tell Zuo who is the evil spirit hiding in the court?"
"I think you have seen Pudu Cihang, the national preceptor."
"What?!"
Zuo Qianhu was a little unbelievable. After all, Pudu Cihang pretended to be so good that he could not believe it now.
"It's him, the centipede spirit who has been practicing for thousands of years. The purpose of coming to Daliang should be to swallow up your dynasty luck and help him practice."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zuo Qianhu showed an angry face: "Just for the sake of cultivation, so the people of Liang will have to live without a living?"
Zhang Ziyu took a sip of wine and said: "Otherwise, it's normal to practice with the help of luck, but this big centipede is a bit cruel. By the way, I wanted to ask you, who among the current Liang Dynasty
How powerful is the national division?"
"There is only one National Preceptor, but he has many followers. They all live with him in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion ten miles outside Kyoto. They do not run any power."
"That's not it. I'm talking about how many civil and military officials often go to the Imperial Preceptor."
Zuo Qianhu:?
Zuo Qianhu didn't know why, but because what Zhang Ziyu revealed mirrored his usual doubts, he subconsciously had a high level of trust in Zhang Ziyu, so after thinking about it carefully, he replied: "I don't know how much specifically.
, but as far as I know, because the National Preceptor often lectures on Buddhism, most civil and military officials will go to the National Preceptor’s residence to listen to the lectures.”
"Sir, what's the problem?"
"There's a little problem."
"Can you elaborate? If possible, Zuo is willing to help you. I just want you to save Daliang."
"Don't worry, there are just too many monsters to deal with."
Upon hearing this, Zuo Qianhu's face became serious: "Approximately how many are there?"
"There are hundreds of civil and military officials, there should be hundreds of them."
"...."
Zuo Qianhu couldn't stand it any longer, and his face turned extremely ugly: "Sir, are you saying that all the civil and military officials who are close to the Imperial Preceptor have turned into monsters?"
Zhang Ziyu nodded, then his eyes fell on Zuo Qianhu, and said: "Zuo Qianhu, let me make a deal with you. You will be my guide these days. We will join forces inside and outside to make Pudu Cihang. When the time comes, I will
How about your technique to break through the current martial arts realm?"
"As long as Mr. Zuo is willing to take action to save the country of Liang, Zuo is willing to obey Mr.'s orders, even if he is willing to die."
Zhang Ziyu patted Zuo Qianhu on the shoulder: "It's not that serious. Let's go try the power of the giant centipede with me tonight, and then make a small plan."