With the arrival of Zhu Yuexian, Gao Tiande and Shi Wuxin quickly took over the local military and administration with his warrant.
Hangzhou Prefecture is the superior government, and as a transportation thoroughfare, an important hub connecting canals and shipping, the size of the garrison will naturally not be small.
Moreover, because of the Japanese invasion, the garrison level here is also very high.
It's a pity that the first level of officialdom kills people.
In front of the prince Zhu Yuexian, a mere local military chief could not make any trouble and was directly forced to hand over military power.
Compared to Zhu Yuexian, who became extremely busy, Yang Fan became more relaxed.
On the one hand, he sent people to secretly track down the middle-aged monks involved in the massacre, and on the other hand, he sent people to track down the local garrison.
After all, when the Japanese invaders invaded the border, he couldn't stand the incompetence of the garrison.
"I didn't have the chance to tie Japan in my last life, but I shouldn't miss it in this life."
Yang Fan's eyes flashed fiercely.
At the same time, he was already thinking about how to promote this huge plan.
If the Japanese invasion can be used to add fuel to the flames, there may be a big chance.
The only concern is what can be gained!
After all, how can anyone be willing to fight a war without benefits?
"As long as there are enough amazing benefits..."
Yang Fan fell into thinking.
Of course, there was another major event before him.
That is to investigate the local evil gods and obscene worshipers!
This is not only an important task for him during this trip, but also a quick way for him to strengthen his own strength. It is related to the second transformation of his blood warrior saint's power!
After all, if he wants to promote the war, it will be difficult for him to do so if he is too weak.
At least it is the safest way to become a martial arts heavenly being.
"I don't know if my Blood Martial Saint can get a glimpse of the realm of heaven and man after filling up the seven hundred and twenty gods?"
Ever since he had the Blood Canopy and knew that it could weaken the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, he was ready to let himself go on the path of cultivation.
What are the five heavenly beings?
Since he has such convenience, would it be appropriate for him not to have someone who can master the art of heaven?
"In addition, Qianyun has also come to the south. I don't know if he is in Hangzhou."
Thinking of Han Qianyun, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.
As the saying goes, one day without seeing you is like three autumns!
He has been separated for more than three autumns.
Counting down, how many days will it take?
Yang Fan changed his clothes and sneaked out of the cabin.
It’s my first time here, so it’s a good time to walk around and see more.
Walk leisurely in the bustling Hangzhou.
Yang Fan's feeling was also quite novel. After walking around for a few times, he finally saw a large Taoist temple belonging to Yingtiandao.
This Taoist temple is quite quiet and almost perfectly integrated into the city.
Occasionally, you can see Taoist people walking out of Taoist temples.
Each one of them is calm and relaxed, which is extraordinary.
The people around him showed respect when they saw him, which shows that Ying Tiandao's reputation in the local area is obviously good.
Yang Fan swept it away with his spiritual thoughts.
The entire Taoist temple fell into his perception.
Unfortunately, he did not see Han Qianyun's shadow.
I don’t know if he is not in this Taoist temple or not in Hangzhou at all.
Yang Fan was slightly disappointed.
Suddenly I remembered that when Han Qianyun first came to the south, she claimed that the cargo ship was hijacked. Perhaps starting from here, we should be able to find traces of her.
Whatever he wanted to do, he turned back and left.
"Um?"
As soon as he left, an old Taoist in the Taoist temple suddenly opened his eyes.
The next second, his figure disappeared.
When it appeared again, it actually landed where Yang Fan had just stood.
However, the people around him didn't seem to see him.
The old Taoist murmured to himself: "It's strange. The Taoist statue just warned me, so why is there no one there?"
"However, we still need to be on guard. I always feel a little uneasy these days. Could it be that something big is about to happen?"
"Moreover, the people investigating the ship hijacking have not been back for a long time. Could it be that there was another accident?"
The old Taoist shook his head and disappeared again, returning to the Taoist temple.
Soon, the Taoist temple became even more alert.
At this time, Yang Fan had returned to the camp and transferred the information.
However, there are many cases of cargo ships being robbed at sea. Don’t ask, it’s just Japanese pirates.
Whether it is or not is unknown.
Yang Fan laughed angrily when he saw these records.
However, he quickly located one of the ship hijackings.
The ship involved in the incident belonged to a chamber of commerce owned by Ying Tiandao, named Ying Tian Chamber of Commerce. Their fleet was looted offshore and all the people accompanying them were killed.
But the incident occurred in Fuzhou.
This incident is only briefly recorded here, and there is no detailed file.
"It is impossible for the Dao Sect's cargo ship not to be accompanied by experts! Now that the entire fleet has been destroyed, and there is no news about it, the opponent's strength is probably extremely shocking!"
"But if the opponent is not too powerful, then there may be an internal problem..."
Yang Fan's heart sank, and he suddenly became worried about Han Qianyun's safety.
Although he arranged for Zhang Congxin to protect him, there was no guarantee that there would be no accidents.
His hunch was indeed correct, Han Qianyun was indeed in a bad situation at this time.
In a shabby little temple.
Han Qianyun leaned weakly against the wall behind the statue.
His cheeks were red and his breath was extremely weak. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured.
The originally delicate and delicate skin has become dry and cracked due to dehydration, making it look miserable.
In the past few days since she came to the south, she has been hunted almost all the time.
In her opinion, the ship being hijacked might just be a cover-up.
As soon as she arrived nearby to investigate, she fell into an ambush and was attacked by a group of mysterious strong men.
If it weren't for Youzhang showing his astonishing Jin Bodhisattva power again and leading her to escape quickly, she would have died at that time.
But despite this, Zhang Congxin also disappeared halfway and disappeared.
But she was more lucky. She followed the water veins and bypassed several sieges. It was not until she rushed into the Wuyi Mountains that she got a chance to breathe.
"We must return to Hangzhou or Jinling as soon as possible."
Han Qianyun pursed her lips.
After briefly recovering, she set out again.
However, not long after she set out, she saw a figure blocking the road.
The man was dressed in black, his breath was calm, and only his eyes were exposed, with a touch of coldness.
Wherever you stand, everything is silent!
Even the birds were locked by an invisible aura and unable to flap their wings.
"It seems that your luck is indeed not very good, and you actually bumped into my hand."
The man in black shook his head slightly.
"Now that things have happened, he is still covering his face with a black scarf and refuses to reveal his true identity. It seems like it is just as I suspected!"
Han Qianyun looked at the other person and sighed slightly: "Which senior brother of Jianmai are you, or... senior uncle?"
After all, if it were the Celestial Master Dao or other hostile forces, there might be no need to hide their identity at all.
We are already hostile, so why worry about a few more blood debts?
However, the man in black's eyes were calm and unaffected by Han Qianyun's words. Instead, he smiled slightly: "That's right!"
"Anyway, you are going to heaven and earth today, and you are doomed!"
The voice was full of confidence, as if Han Qianyun's life and death were firmly in his hands.