The white-haired old man stepped forward. When he saw the face of the leading man in sackcloth clearly, his heart suddenly thumped, and he secretly thought something was wrong.
A young Sikou actually came to the Sikou Mansion!
And it’s still the “evil star”!
Tianya Jiange is the subordinate sect of Tai'a Jiange in Wangquezhou. It has a transcendent status on Wangquezhou Mountain and has the power of law enforcement granted by Emperor Taizong of the human race. Sikou Mansion is the criminal law department specially established by Tianya Jiange and controls the five prohibitions of Wangque.
, to control punishment.
The highest officer of the Sikou Mansion is the Great Sikou, followed by several junior Sikou, but generally these few appear on the mountain. In most cases, the people who enforce the law outside the Sikou Mansion are the criminal lieutenants, supervisors, etc. below.
Every Xianjia ferry crossing in Wangquezhou has at least one supervisor from the Sikou Mansion, who is responsible for supervising the monks on the mountain. As for the Xingwei who specialize in handling cases, they are relatively rare and their whereabouts are erratic.
Although the Sikou Mansion has great power, it rarely interferes with things on the mountain. For example, they do not interfere in small matters such as killing people and seizing treasures among monks. They even watch the conflicts between sects of the Xian family with a cold eye, let alone those at the bottom of the mountain.
Dynasties change and mountains and rivers change.
There is a "one thread" in their actions, that is, they must not harm the interests of the Xuanhuang human race and affect the normal order on the mountain and down the mountain, such as reducing the human race's luck, stealing the human race's important weapons, demons causing trouble to the world of cultivation, and monks massacring the people below the mountain.
wait.
The white-haired old man had only seen the Xingwei of the Sikou Mansion at most before. How could he have imagined that today he would meet a figure like Little Sikou, whom he had only heard of in rumors? Moreover, he was also the famous "evil star" in the rumors on the mountain. This
This master is different from the other little Sikou who see the dragon but never see its end. He is famous for harsh punishments, especially for demon cultivators, who are cruel and harsh.
The white-haired old man looked at the man in linen clothes who was the same as described in the rumors, his face turned pale and his heart trembled.
You must know that even if he is a Xingwei of the Sikou Mansion, he is at least a Golden Core sword cultivator. Sword cultivators are very rare on Wangquezhou Mountain, and their killing power is huge. The Golden Core sword cultivator is comparable to a half-step Nascent Soul Taoist cultivator.
The current master of their Qingfeng Pavilion is a half-step Nascent Soul.
And what is in front of him at this moment is the young Sikou of the Sikou Mansion, a real Nascent Soul sword cultivator! How could such a great cultivator come to his own small boat today?
"Young man Qiao Yu, a monk from the Qingfeng Pavilion of the southern sect, was arranged by the pavilion to be stationed on this ship. I wonder what the reason for your visit is?"
The man in sackcloth looked down at the white-haired old man who was bowing and bowing with a very low posture, without saying a word.
The next moment, a cold-faced woman walked out of the ten people behind him. She randomly took out a token and showed it to the public. Then she glanced at the people below and said loudly:
"There is a big demon causing trouble in the Anling Kingdom and has now escaped. The Sikou Mansion has sealed off all the surrounding countries. All ferries south of the Zhishui Kingdom are prohibited from passing through. They will immediately stop at the nearest Xianjia Ferry."
After saying this, the cold-faced woman glanced at the man in linen clothes, saw him slightly raising his head, and continued:
"First let everyone on the ship gather on the deck for routine inspection."
"According to the order!"
Qiao Yu looked serious, turned around and gave some instructions to the ferry steward behind him, who hurriedly called the guests to gather on the deck.
At this moment, everyone on the deck immediately became noisy and talked after hearing those words.
"Silence!"
The cold-faced woman scolded.
The crowd immediately fell silent.
Zhao Rong listened silently in the crowd. After roughly figuring out what happened, he turned and looked at Liu Sanbian beside him, his eyes a little helpless.
I just want to simply return the jade and send a letter. Why are there so many things along the way?
Now the ferry has just entered the northern boundary of Wangquezhou and has already traveled more than half of the distance. However, if we disembark in Zhishui Country, the rest of the journey will not be so fast, and we will have to take a detour.
Zhao Rong's teeth were itchy, and he gave a friendly greeting to the big demon who was causing trouble in Anling Kingdom several times. Why are you so anxious to do it? You can't wait until I get there before doing it?
Not long after, everyone on the ferry had gathered on the deck.
The atmosphere was silent, and everyone had different expressions.
"Sir, all the guests on the ship have arrived, a total of one hundred and seventy-two people."
The man in linen clothes, who had closed his eyes and meditated at a high place, opened his eyes instantly after hearing this.
The next second.
The ghostly sword pattern on his face suddenly lit up, like blood, and then he scanned the people below with a burning gaze.
Zhao Rong first saw the red light on his face, and then he glanced at him. Suddenly his breathing became rapid, and he felt as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest, which made him breathless. Zhao Rong wanted to look away, but found that he seemed to be possessed by a ghost.
, unable to control his body except breathing, he began to struggle, but the more he struggled, the more he became suffocated!
"Don't try to move anymore. I will teach you a sword technique. You should recite it silently while visualizing the appearance of the sword at your waist."
Gui's voice sounded from his ears, followed by a brief but jerky spell.
Zhao Rong, like a drowning man catching the last straw, hurriedly followed Gui's instructions.
He recited the law silently in his heart, closed his eyes and sketched the sword.
A mysterious and mysterious feeling came, and Zhao Rong felt as if he had established a subtle connection with something.
The next moment, the dagger at his waist trembled slightly.
The feeling of suffocation was like the tide beginning to recede slowly.
Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink, and the pressure that had slowly receded disappeared in vain.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and saw that it was Liu Sanbian who had helped him and put a hand on his shoulder.
Before Zhao Rong had time to thank the two of them, the next moment, several red lights appeared in the crowd, some thick and some thin. Looking closely, the source was actually four people in the crowd, one of whom looked very familiar.
White collared underwear and red blouse.
It's "Su Dahuang"!
Zhao Rong looked surprised.
Gui: "They are all demon cultivators with low cultivation, and their demonic aura has been drawn out."
The man in linen clothes raised his eyebrows when he saw that the evil spirit of the demon clan emanating from his sword pattern had caught a few "little fishes".
The four people in the red light looked terrified.
The crowd around them slowly backed away, isolating the four people.
Qiao Yu, the golden elixir monk of Qingfeng Pavilion, looked at them, no, it was them, with pity in his eyes.
Hey, why are you so unlucky? You just happened to meet this "evil star".
The man in linen clothes stared at the four demons with cold eyes, still saying nothing.
The four isolated demons became more and more panicked, and one demon was even frightened and fell to the ground, trembling.
Among the four demons, there was a rough-looking man. Thinking of what the man in linen clothes had done in the rumors, he gritted his teeth and threw a green beam in his hand, attacking the man in linen clothes. In an instant, he turned into two black lights and shot out of the boat.
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"Be bold!"
The cold-faced woman flashed the sword in her hand, and the incoming green mass exploded into pieces in the air.
The man in linen clothes did not move at all from the beginning to the end. He glanced at the two black lights that had fled far away and were in opposite directions without changing his expression.
The next second, there was an explosion from a certain direction. Looking closely, one of the black lights had exploded, and a cloud of blood mist was left at the explosion site. The other black light, which had no owner, suddenly stopped and emerged from the sky.
It fell and turned out to be a brilliant shuttle.
"Why are you running? You have something on your mind?"
The man in sackcloth finally spoke. His voice was a little different from what Zhao Rong had imagined. It was full of energy and mellow.
After saying that, he turned his eyes back to the remaining three demons.
With a fierce look on his face, a demon kidnapped someone from the crowd and sternly demanded that the man in linen clothes let him go.
But the next second, before he had time to react, his arms and legs were cut off one after another, and he was cut into a "human stick", lying on the ground, heartbreaking.
"Beasts, deserve to die."
The man in linen clothes said slowly, and after admiring the masterpiece on the ground for a while, he raised his finger lightly, and the demon's head on the ground exploded.
Another demon, seeing the fate of the two demons in front, was so frightened that he did not dare to resist at all. He knelt down and begged for mercy, crying that he had never hurt an innocent person and was willing to be a servant and spend his whole life as a cow or a horse.
"If you are so afraid of me, I am afraid that I am just like the one who ran away just now. I am afraid that there is something wrong in my heart."
The man in sackcloth said calmly, thought for a moment, and then said:
"I'll leave you with a whole body."
After he finished speaking, he didn't see how he moved his hands. The demon who was kneeling on the ground lost his sight and tilted his head and fell down.
Zhao Rong frowned. Of the two demons in front, one fled and the other took hostages. You had a reason to kill them, but the third demon didn't resist at all, and you killed them without finding any crime?
Gui: "Oh, I guess I went crazy killing demons in Kundu. When I came back, I wanted to kill all the local demon cultivators when I saw them. This kind of situation is very common in Kundu."
Zhao Rong was noncommittal.
Most of the ten people who came with the man in linen had indifferent expressions when they saw the behavior in front of them. They were obviously used to it. Only the cold-faced woman who spoke before had a slightly unbearable expression. But she seemed to have thought of something, so she calmed down her expression and continued to watch coldly.
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The man in sackcloth turned his attention to the last demon.
Everyone also followed his gaze.
The demon used to look like a white-faced scholar with a handsome face, but now he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his black hair was draped, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Realizing that everyone was looking at her, she buried her head in her knees, hugged her with both hands, and sobbed.
She seemed too frightened to even ask for mercy.
He hid in the little world he created.
"Woo, Xiaoxiao is wrong. Xiaoxiao shouldn't have run out of Qiantang Mountain. Wuwuwu, but Xiaoxiao misses grandma. Xiaoxiao wants to go to grandma. Wuwuwu..."