Many people were discussing it while eating and drinking at night. Almost all the restaurants and teahouses in Baixiangzhou were discussing and talking about it. Countless families could not sleep at night.
Whisper.
Many ordinary people are looking forward to whether the evil people who often bully them will be caught and beheaded?
"You said... this time the killing was so powerful, will Fat Fatty Hai be caught and killed? If so, that would be great..."
"I'd like to, but it's said that Big Fatty Hai has some connections, and he's just a hooligan, so that's probably not the case... He doesn't even deserve to die..."
"That makes sense, but what about Hai Dashan? That one is not a good thing...will he be captured and killed?"
"It's hard, that guy is just a gangster..."
"...Hey, tell me, that big pumpkin should be captured and killed this time, right?"
"That depends on whether Captain Fang can investigate this aspect..."
"Isn't there a report?"
"Hey...that's what I said."
The sleepless night that once belonged to Donghuzhou has now completely moved to Baixiangzhou.
Throughout the night, many people felt that they smelled a strong smell of blood while sleeping.
Countless criminals trembled all night...
There are also some people who feel that they are doomed and have actually begun to explain their funeral arrangements.
And the underground world of Baixiang Province has also begun various connections and various discussions on countermeasures. After all, millions of people have been killed in the underground world of Donghuzhou, and it is said that the killings are still continuing...
Captain Fang is fierce and powerful, who wouldn’t be afraid?
"what to do?"
Countless heads in the underground world are full of panic: "Should we cooperate or resist? Should we obey or surrender...this..."
Countless people cursed angrily: "Why are you panicking? As far as what happened to us, no one of us can be killed a hundred times if we go out? Can surrendering still allow you to live?"
"...You must not go out and surrender?"
"We must not go out and surrender!"
Baixiangzhou is also a super big city. Although it is much smaller than Donghuzhou, it is not inferior to Baiyunzhou.
In the underground world, there are of course countless masters, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and their strength cannot be underestimated.
Many people dismissed Fang Che's warning about coming to Baixiangzhou.
You can become Fangtu in Donghuzhou, but that is because Donghuzhou has the southeast headquarters of the guardian; but in Baixiangzhou... can you try?
Therefore, under the comfort of several giants in the underground world, the underground world quickly returned to peace.
As they themselves said: I have sinned so much that it would be a death penalty to surrender.
If you have the ability to seize the ground and kill me, it will still be a capital crime.
Going out is death, and not moving is also death. In this case, why go out?
This kind of rhetoric suddenly aroused, and the resistance in the underground world became more and more monolithic.
…
Fang Che doesn't care at all whether the underground world of Baixiangzhou surrenders or not.
This is just a later part of his plan.
He just sent a message to the Night Emperor: "Do you want to take over Bai Xiangzhou as well?"
The Night Emperor replied with one word: "Yes!"
"I will contact you when needed."
"You don't need to contact me, I'll be there the day after tomorrow."
The Night Emperor, who has turned the underground world of Donghuzhou upside down, has no patience to catch rats every day. It is better to go out for a few days and let the place be peaceful and peaceful. The rats gather together, waiting for him to come back, and suddenly he will turn around and start serving pots one after another.
Everything is easy to say.
So Ye Huang agreed to Fang Che's invitation without thinking at all.
Originally, his target was Baiyunzhou; but since I need to go to Baixiangzhou by myself, then Baixiangzhou is the best choice.
Anyway...the seventeen southeastern continents must be dealt with one by one.
So the Night Emperor set out happily.
The night fog rose, and a shadow rose into the sky, and slowly moved towards Baixiangzhou with the strong night wind.
A vague evil spirit spreads like fog at night.
The body is transformed into the void, holding a ghost blade; the Night Emperor takes action, causing earthquakes in the southeast!
…
Fang Che went on a killing spree in Baixiangzhou for three consecutive days!
Not only the more than 20,000 people originally approved, but also the people who were arrested by the guard hall in the past three days. After one review, most of them were directly sentenced to death by Captain Fang.
Execute now!
In this wave, there were more than 6,000 people.
The number of thirty thousand has been collected!
In the entire Baixiang Continent, everyone who had been killed looked pale.
Every one of the Jianghu people in Baixiangzhou is already showing a bit of caution when walking.
Those who might have left have already left early.
The most unlucky ones are those who are entangled in something and are not only unable to leave, but also have to show up every day...
It was really like going out with your head in your hand every day, always ready to be inspected and encounter this guy who had lost your meal.
There is a big teahouse at the corner of the street.
Many Jianghu people are chatting.
"I just made a deal, and ended up turning myself into a desperado."
Someone complained.
"Just be content... Labor and management have just reached an agreement with us, and all the money has been paid. Damn it, the boss here was caught by Inspector Fang, and he was stabbed..."
Another person had an unlucky expression on his head: "The labor and management have lost all their money now, and they are not allowed to leave. They have to be questioned at any time..."
These words made other people who heard it feel much better: It turns out there are people who are worse off than me.
"I have to say, this Fang Tu is really murderous."
"Nonsense, he is not very murderous. How can he be allowed to control the order of life and death?"
"That's what I said."
"Don't just talk about Fang Che. Which of the seven Yamas under Fang Tu is easy to mess with? And which one is not so murderous?"
"That's Mo Gan Yun, Singing in the Rain, East Cloud Jade, Wind Xiangdong, Snow Thousand Ren, Autumn Clouds Above, Well Double High... What the hell, they walked out one by one as if they were covered in red mist! That murderous aura
, it’s all revealed!”
"You are just psychological... I don't see any red mist at all, and the patrols are very handsome and unrestrained. But they are as scary as you said..." one person said.
"Shut up! You are doing business with the Guarding Hall. You provide many of the supplies for the Guarding Hall. Of course you have nothing to fear... But those people, in our eyes,...
The real Yama is not as scary as them!"
"We met yesterday. One of them looked at me and I almost peed..."
"Silence..."
Someone sounded alarmed.
"How..."
"Fang Tu...Inspector Fang...Master Fang is here...he's here for tea..."
"Fuck..."
Everyone was surprised.
Stretching his neck to take a look, he saw Fang Che's black cloak fluttering with dark patterns and golden light. The uniform underneath was straight and the sword flower on the collar was shining with golden light.
He has a handsome face and a tall figure, and is walking towards the teahouse.
There were only two people beside him, Feng Xiang Dongdong Yunyu.
Three peerless and beautiful young men, walking calmly, gracefully and confidently, strode forward.
But the whole street was completely speechless.
Everyone in the Jianghu who were still talking before turned pale and gaped.
This, this, this... why are these three killers here? Did they hear our conversation?
But Fang Che came to the door of the teahouse, glanced inside, then turned from the alley next to it and entered.
The three figures disappeared.
Everyone in the teahouse breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh... almost choked me to death..."
"Fang Tu's glance just now fell right on my face, and my heart stopped beating at that time."
"Nonsense, it clearly showed on my face. My legs were weak at that time and I almost pulled..."
"But what did Fang Tu do from here?"
"Boss, do you know? Captain Fang's face seems to be very heavy."
The boss came out.
Looking at the alley, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Captain Fang should have gone to express his condolences to General Deacon Ju... ugh."
"General Deacon Ju?"
"Yes, Ju Xiushui, General Deacon Ju, such a good official, such a good girl... ugh... died so unjustly."
"Boss, please tell me carefully."
"Before General Deacon Ju's accident, his home was right behind my teahouse, in a small and quiet courtyard..."
The boss sighed while telling the story.
…
Fang Che and the others have arrived at Ju Xiushui's home.
The funeral has been completed.
The house was empty, and the old servants had packed up and left.
The white flag is still hanging at the door.
Everything inside was neat and tidy. Under the request of Han Baekje, who was guarding the main hall, no one touched anything in Ju Xiushui's room.
Even those that had been investigated had been restored to their original state.
Standing in the yard.
Fang Che faced the door and the white flag and bowed deeply.
"Brother and sister, I'm here to see you."
"You suffered!"
Feng Xiangdong and Dong Yunyu bowed at the same time.
Take a step and push the door.
The exquisite carved wooden door slowly opened.
Revealing the living room inside.
Very simple.
Further inside is Ju Xiushui's boudoir.
When he opened the door, he saw a painting in front of him, and the face of the person in the painting suddenly came into Fang Che's eyes.
Caught off guard, it catches the eyes and the heart!
Fang Che immediately withdrew, his eye circles suddenly reddening unpreparedly.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Xiangdong looked up and saw that facing the door was a portrait of a man.
He has a rugged face, a tall figure, a long sword hanging from his waist, and a uniform with a gold star shining on his collar.
He was looking at the door lovingly.
"Who is this?"
Fang Che closed his eyes, a tear fell quietly, took a breath, and said: "This is Zuo Guanglie, the already golden Zuo Guanglie!"
He stood dumbly and said softly: "It turns out that in Ju Xiushui's heart, Zuo Guanglie... has already become a star!"
…
"When I get to Venus, I will propose marriage!"
"When you get to Venus, I will marry you!"
…
Perhaps, in Ju Xiushui's heart, she was already married to Zuo Guanglie.
Quietly exited Ju Xiushui's home.
Fang Che stood at the door.
My heart is racing and I have mixed feelings.
"What happened to the white elephant? I would rather risk the disapproval of the world to reunite you and your wife and bury them together!"
Fang Che said silently.
Looking at the colorful flower beds in bloom in the yard, I took a deep breath.
Gently closed the door.
Let this small, lonely and quiet courtyard in the busy city return to silence again.
"Perhaps you have reunited at Jiuquan."
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"Lao Zuo..."
Fang Che turned around and walked out silently, saying nothing the whole way.
An oncoming cool breeze blew Fang Che's hair, making his eyes blurry. The wind ruffled his clothes, bringing out a bone-chilling evil aura.
As he seemed to be walking aimlessly and aimlessly, wandering forward in a distracted manner, the evil aura behind him became more and more chilling.
The whole journey was like a biting cold wind blowing in the late autumn, making everyone's heart feel chilly.
In the teahouse, countless Jianghu people watched Captain Fang come out of the alley and move forward in the autumn wind with a bleak figure.
Wherever it passes, the evil spirit unconsciously surges up and sweeps away, shaking the void.
On the two rows of big trees on the roadside... golden leaves fell clattering behind Fang Che, covering the entire street.
Wherever he passed, yellow leaves were falling all over the ground.
The figures of Fang Che and the other three disappeared around the corner.
Everyone stared at the thick yellow leaves on the ground with their mouths open, and suddenly felt cold all over.
Looking up when his scalp was cracking, the big trees on both sides were all bald!
Fang Che just walked through here!
"hiss……"
This sentence seems to rise from the hearts of all people in the world.
I have walked through the human world, and since then the mountains and rivers have all fallen into autumn.
The world's hair is scattered, I shave my head for the world of mortals!
…
Fang Che went back to guard the main hall in silence.
Sing in the Rain and others are already waiting in the main hall.
"Boss, we have been checking the Lin family for three days in a row. Something is very wrong!"
During these three nights.
Song in the Rain and others were not idle at all.
Especially Song in the Rain and Mo Ganyun, their faces were even more dull - last time, the first stop for the four of them was Baixiangzhou.
But basically nothing was found.
After they came, Fang Che arrived and killed a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Moreover, there are hidden dangers like the Lin family. Both Yu Zhongge and Mo Ganyun feel that they have neglected their duties to the point of being crazy.
So this time, the four people in Sing in the Rain, Mo Da, Yun Xue Wanren and Jing Shuanggao almost fought with their lives.
"Something's wrong with the Lin family? What's wrong?"
Fang Che asked.
"We checked everyone in the Lin family, including the Lin family, including the servants and nurses, including the maids, etc... The total number is 2,452 people."
"Among them are members of the Lin family, including wives and children... four hundred and sixty people."
"But we investigated the number of servants purchased by the Lin family in the past ten years, and found that the number reached 13,000."
"This number is far from enough? Could it be that they bought the servants back and then killed them before buying them again? Doesn't this make sense?"
"Moreover, the Lin family does not have any other properties. They only have a casino, three restaurants, two silk and satin shops, two salt shops, and a low-level spiritual jade mine."
"But adding all of these people together is not enough for 10,000 people. Moreover, the people in these places are at least thirty or forty years old, and they are even more incompatible with the children and servants who were bought here."
"Furthermore, the Lin family has very high requirements for buying servants. They don't necessarily have to be geniuses, but they must have martial arts qualifications. Even if they are low-grade or low-grade, they are acceptable, but they are completely ordinary people, no matter how good-looking they are!"
"But I have observed that many of their ordinary servants, maids, etc. have no martial arts qualifications! Even if they are a little bit qualified, from a distance, they only look like seventy or eighty..."
Yu Zhongge's face was heavy: "In that case, where are the children with martial arts qualifications that we bought? This is not a small number, but thirteen thousand people!"
"That's all in ten years. The Lin family has no tunnel leading to the outside, let alone sending these children out. So where did these children go?"
Xue Wanren said on the side: "There is a deep well in the backyard of the Lin family. The wellhead is about six feet wide, which is quite large. But the Lin family never uses the water from this well."
"I used my spiritual energy to detect it. There is still a space under this deep well. But I don't know what this space is used for. I was afraid of alerting others, so I didn't go down to check."
Fang Che's brows furrowed tightly.
Suddenly asked: "What about the smell? Is there any other smell? For example, a bad smell? A fishy smell?"
So ask.
Yu Zhongge and others immediately frowned and thought hard.
Jing Shuanggao said silently: "The air above the Lin family has a faint fishy smell and a faint stench, but it is not obvious."
A guess in Fang Che's mind became more and more obvious. The name of a magic skill in the Solipsism sect vaguely emerged.
Ready to come out.
He raised his head and murmured to himself: "The Lin family's young master is a little over eleven years old. He started taking in children ten years ago... At that time, the Lin family's young master was a little over one year old..."
"In the past ten years, the Lin family has bought 13,000 children into the mansion..."
"The young master of the Lin family, Lin Ao, came out of the restaurant and saw the little girl. He rushed over and bit her throat..."
"The body of the child that Ju Xiushui wanted to help was found in the river. His throat was bitten into pieces and his internal organs were smashed... But why was this one in the river?"
Fang Che thought hard.
Feng Xiangdong's eyes suddenly brightened and he said: "According to my family's records, many years ago, there was an ancestor of the Blood Demon in our orthodox sect, who practiced the divine skill of picking the sky; and on our side as guardians, we call it the blood evil ancestor.
Demon-shaking skill."
"It is said that only people with congenital deficiencies can practice the Blood Demonic Art, because only those with congenital deficiencies can use other people's to make up for their own deficiencies by taking supplements."
"And this Blood Demon Ancestor has incomplete innate martial arts qualifications. The way he practiced back then was to swallow the hearts and blood of some young children with martial arts qualifications; he constantly nourished himself with the blood and hearts of young children, and transformed into
His innate energy made up for his weak martial arts qualifications... and later he became a powerful demon..."
"And this Blood Fiend Ancestor was chopped into powder by Master Ningxue Sword during the Southeast War!"
Fang Che's eyes suddenly lit up.
Said: "The information about Lin Pingjiang, the ancestor of the Lin family, was retrieved. Which masters of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect did he fight against? How did he die later!?"
Just in Baixiangzhou, this information is very easy to adjust.
Soon, relevant information was placed in front of Fang Che.
"The ancestor of the Lin family, Lin Pingjiang, was the master who blocked it all by himself back then... Later, the ancestor of the Blood Demon arrived and seriously injured Lin Pingjiang to death with three moves. Then Lord Jian appeared and killed the ancestor of the Blood Demon on the spot!"
"But Lin Pingjiang's injuries were too serious after all. After he was carried back, he died suddenly before the battle was over."
"..."
After reading this information.
Thinking of what Feng Xiangdong said just now, and related to what Fang Che said before, everyone was suddenly shocked.
"Blood Demonic Art?"
Singing in the Rain lowered his voice.
"Don't worry, every time we talk, there is a soundproof barrier."
Fang Che said.
"Yes, but this... is a bit too... too incredible, right?" Yu Zhongge couldn't believe the results he had deduced.
Fang Che said calmly: "If you start practicing this blood evil skill from the age of one, if you need to swallow the blood of the heart of an ordinary child...if you count three a day, how many are there now?"
"Three a day...one in the morning, one at noon, and one in the evening, one thousand two hundred a year; ten years, twelve thousand..."
Yu Zhongge's face was a little pale, and she felt like vomiting.
"How old is Lin Ao this year?"
"Eleven years and nine months."
"If three a day, how much is that?"
"Twelve thousand nine hundred..."
"How many children like Lin Mansion have now?"
"Seventy or eighty..."
"Does the number of thirteen thousand add up?" Fang Che asked indifferently.
The faces of the seven brothers present all changed color.
"If that's really the case...then...that's simply..."
Singing in the Rain’s face was distorted and his eyes were about to split: “Inhumane and insane!”
Fang Che's face was gloomy and he said: "This matter...since it involves the Blood Demonic Art, then...it is very likely that it is related to the Solipsism Orthodoxy..."
"But their ancestors died fighting for the Orthodox Church...and the family has relied on the honor and development of their ancestors for so many years as a talisman. This, this, this..."
Mo Ganyun was a little irritated and almost exploded with anger: "If this is really the case, can he still be considered a human being?"
"We don't know whether they are human beings, and we may not be able to draw a conclusion now."
Fang Che sighed: "The road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten bite by bite."
He closed the file with a snap and said, "Let's go and see the fugitive that General Deacon Ju was chasing."
Everyone fell silent and immediately followed Fang Che to the cell again. Everyone's faces and moods along the way were extremely heavy.
Arrive at the prison.
Interrogate the fugitive Ju Xiushui was chasing.
This was specially left by Fang Che.
"Is this the straight-cone flying blade?"
Under Dong Yunyu's unique skills, this fugitive has now become well-behaved to a certain extent.
Know all there is to know.
"Yes, yes. Captain Fang, please give me a pleasure..."
"Did you hear the sound of wind blessing this straight-cone flying blade at that time?"
"yes."
"So you think someone is secretly helping you?"
"yes."
"Only after the straight-cone flying blade is shot, is it blessed by spiritual energy?"
"yes."
"Did you see anything else?"
"No."
"Hmm..." Fang Che pondered.
"Captain Fang, it's really not me...it's really not me who killed General Deacon Ju...I was wronged..."
The fugitive burst into tears and said, "If I had known this would happen, I would rather not move and let General Deacon Ju capture me directly...I am speaking from my heart, wuwuwu..."
He really thinks so.
Although he is a fugitive, his crime is not worthy of death.
Even if he is caught, he will be out in seven or eight years.
But... who would have thought that the chief deacon guarding the main hall would die in his own hands?
"Mr. Fang, please believe me..."
The fugitive cried bitterly: "I am really wronged..."
He tried his best to express his innocence as if he wanted to rip out his heart and show it.
But to prove his innocence is to die quickly!
Ever since he was arrested, the people guarding the main hall have gone crazy and come for interrogation several times a day.
Every day I was born and died many times, and the scars were constantly being healed and then being torn apart again.
Life would be worse than death dozens of times every day.
Fang Che stood up expressionlessly.
"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang..."
the fugitive begged.
Fang Che walked to the door, paused for a moment, and finally waved his sleeves.