Ren'anfang is a neighborhood in the south of the capital. It is home to about a few hundred families, most of whom are businessmen doing small businesses nearby.
Sophora japonica lane is the smallest street in Ren'anfang. There are not many pedestrians on weekdays. However, in March and April every year, some people come to pick sophora japonica flowers and take them home to stew or steam them.
Other than that, it is difficult for anyone to remember this ordinary alley.
At dusk, several people dressed like servants stopped in front of a house on Huaihua Lane. They each carried several large food boxes, from which the faint smell of rice wafted out.
"Brother, we have been here to deliver meals for the past ten days. What do you think the people here are doing?" one of them asked in a low voice.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"
The other person glanced at him, put the food box in his hand on the ground, and knocked on the brass ring on the door four times.
"..."
There was no movement inside the door.
"Huh? Brother, what's going on?"
"have no idea."
The leader was also a little confused, and after a moment of hesitation, he knocked again.
"Dong dong dong, dong..."
"..."
Still no response.
"Brother, that's not right... How about I climb over the wall and go in to take a look?"
"Don't be troublesome! We are here to guard you. You should go back and tell Manager Liu the situation!"
"Yes, I'll go back right now..."
The person who spoke agreed and ran away quickly, while the few people who stayed there looked at each other and each found a free place to sit down and rest.
Only the leader did not sit down. He looked at the courtyard door seriously, his nose trembling slightly.
Huh? Why does the wind seem to smell like blood?
…
"what is going on?"
"How can a dozen living people just disappear?"
"What's the use of you losers?!"
"Go check it out for me right away! If you want to see someone alive, if you want to see a corpse..."
In the Liu Mansion, in the main hall, an old man dressed in purple and wearing a goldfish bag was furious at several people.
He is none other than the head of the Liu family and the current prime minister, Liu Yuanshan.
Having just returned from the palace after a busy day and hearing such bad news before even taking off his official uniform, it was really difficult for Liu Yuanshan to speak calmly.
"..."
Several people in front of him lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything. Only an old man who looked like a housekeeper took a step closer, bowed and said softly: "Master, don't get so angry over such a trivial matter."
"In my opinion, in this huge capital, I am afraid that only the Xuanjing Division can make a dozen people disappear so quietly."
"The Wei family must have gotten the news from somewhere and killed people to silence them."
"well……"
Liu Yuanshan sighed and his mood stabilized.
He has never seen any big storms and waves in all these years of being in the phase. He gets angry all the time, but his mind is always very clear.
"Of course I understand that this is Wei Xianzhi's handiwork, but I don't know who leaked the news."
"Sir, this can be investigated, but it is unlikely to yield any results."
The old man said calmly: "In addition to the people from the Liu family, there are also several people from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple who know about this matter. It is easy for us to investigate, but they..."
"You mean the informer will come from the Ministry of Punishment or Dali Temple?"
"My humble opinion."
"..."
Liu Yuanshan took a deep breath: "If that's the case, then let's forget it."
"Anyway, this time can't hurt the foundation of the Wei family. Now that it's already like this, it's not worth it to antagonize the two companies over this."
"Master's foresight."
The old man patted his butt gently and reminded: "Over there, Mr. Eldest..."
"Call Zong Liang and I will speak to him personally."
Liu Yuanshan shook his head: "Otherwise, he might not be able to swallow this breath."
"Yes, sir... By the way, there is one more thing."
"What's the matter?"
"There is a hero from the Xuantian Society who wants to see you. He has been waiting all afternoon."
"Xuan Tianhui? Those gangsters..."
Liu Yuanshan waved his hands impatiently and wanted to refuse.
But just when the word "missing" was about to blurt out, a somewhat inexplicable thought suddenly popped up.
Let's meet, in case there is anything important...
"...let him in."
…
Just when Liu Yuanshan and Xiao Feng were about to have their first "historic" meeting, the atmosphere in a certain darkroom in the Xuanjing Division was particularly solemn.
A total of one hundred and twenty officers in black tiger uniforms stood in six rows. Each of them had an upright waist, a bamboo hat on his head, and his left palm resting on the handle of a knife.
If it weren't for the slightly different height, shortness, fatness and thinness, they would be exactly the same as they were carved from the same mold.
Right in front of the crowd, Wei Changtian was also wearing a tiger dragon suit with a cold face, and beside him stood a Qianhu with a long beard.
The dark room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and there seemed to be no sound of breathing.
Although it was very unscientific, Wei Changtian did feel an obvious murderous aura.
Or perhaps evil spirits are more appropriate.
He looked at the dark mass of bamboo hats opposite him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart -
Xuan Jing Si Niubi!
In less than a day, one hundred and twenty masters above the seventh level.
Plus a fifth-level Qianhu.
You must know that this force is enough to rebel in some Xiaoguo counties, but tonight it will completely obey its own command.
Tsk tsk tsk, it’s really easy to enjoy the shade with the big tree at your back!
"Sir, Haishi has arrived."
A reminder suddenly rang in my ears.
Wei Changtian immediately calmed down and nodded solemnly: "Master Huang, let's go."
"yes!"
Qianhu, surnamed Huang, responded, immediately raised his head to look at the crowd, and ordered loudly: "From now on, anyone who leaves the team without permission will be killed immediately!"
"Those who practice favoritism and bend the law will be killed immediately!"
"Those who violate the rules of Yang and Yin will be killed immediately!"
"..."
He mentioned several prohibitions in succession, and then waved his hand.
In just five breaths, in the blink of an eye, only he and Wei Changtian were left in the dark room that was full just now.
"Master Wei, where are we going? You can tell me now."
"good."
Wei Changtian turned his head slightly and stated the mission goal for the first time.
"Qing of Dali Temple, Zhang Mansion!"
"..."
A hint of disbelief flashed across Huang Qianhu's eyes for an instant, but was quickly suppressed.
He took a deep breath and replied in a deep voice: "Yes!"
After half a stick of incense, more than a dozen carriages of various types drove out from various small doors of the Xuanjing Department, stopped near the Zhang Mansion in the dark, and then dispersed and sneaked around the courtyard wall.
The entire Zhang Mansion was silent, unaware of all this.
"Sir, our people have guarded all exits."
Huang Qianhu looked up at the vermilion door just a few feet ahead and the large plaque with "Zhang Mansion" engraved on it, and finally swallowed his saliva.
Although he still doesn't know what crime the Zhang family has committed, judging from this posture, it is probably not simple.
Looking at Wei Changtian, who looked calm and even a little excited, he paused for a moment before handing over a bamboo tube: "Master, this is the Linghuo. You only need to twist the bottom to shoot out the fire... Be careful not to hold it upside down.
.”
Wei Changtian: "..."
At this moment, he wanted to ask, "Do I look retarded?", but he held it back in the end. He just glanced at Huang Qianhu, then took the bamboo tube and faced the night sky.
"boom!"
A huge ring of fire suddenly exploded into the night sky, and the torches that immediately lit up instantly surrounded the Zhang Mansion.
After a short silence, noises began to sound from inside the house, and the guards who entered the courtyard pushed the door completely open.
"You, who are you?"
"Yes, do you know this is Zhang Mansion?"
Several servants trembled and knelt under the cold light, looking at Wei Changtian who was walking towards him with fear.
Wei Changtian didn't care about them at all, he just waved his hand forward gently.
"Swish! Swish, swish, swish!"
Hundreds of black figures holding torches and holding long knives rushed into the inner palace instantly, accompanied by shouts that frightened countless people——
"The Xuanjing Department is handling the case!!"
"Come out, everyone! Kneel on the threshold!"
"Those who resist are considered complicit in treason!"