The atmosphere was a bit condensed, and even Taoist Xiaojian, a master of the extraordinary realm like the Great Elder, felt faintly uncomfortable.
After hearing what Lin Suqing said, she went to the backyard to see those people in distress;
Wu Wan's expression was always calm, as if nothing had happened.
But Xiao Deng and Ear Mouse subconsciously avoided the area of ten feet around Wu Wan;
Mu Daxian put away his previous cheerful appearance and stood in the corner holding his dagger, his small body surrounded by a sharp aura, feeling a little angry.
The God of Sleep also got up from the bed and wandered around the pavilion in the distance, looking like he was sitting and watching a good show.
Old man Xue Ying and old Taoist Sanxian were also alarmed by this incident. Although they came to Wu Huan's side and followed Wu Huan around, they did not dare to breathe.
Especially the old Taoist Sanxian, whose cultivation level is slightly lower, can clearly feel the pressure that appears and disappears around Wu Huan at this moment.
Things seem to be turning around again...
Lin Suqing led Wu Wan over and said to the women:
"Sisters, don't be afraid. This is my young master, who also serves in Renhuang Pavilion. If you are wronged, you can speak out directly.
The young master will make the decision for you."
"Sir! We have no grievances!"
In a warm pavilion in the backyard, the women held the two children and knelt in front of Wu Juan, their faces pale and they shouted in a trembling voice:
"None of us have any grievances, sir!"
"Sir, we just, we just think there are better livelihoods in the Southeast Region, so we came to the Southeast Region to make a living."
"We have no complaints about Renhuang Pavilion, not at all!"
Wu Wan gave an ugly smile, and used his magical power to help several people up.
He smiled and said: "You don't have to be so worried. My name is Wuwangzi. You may have heard of my name. It's the little golden dragon in the human realm. Next to me... Xiaolan? Xiaolan?"
"I am here."
Fairy Ling's voice came from the window, the window opened, she smiled and nodded slightly to the women, showing a little warm smile.
She said: "Ling Xiaolan, a disciple of Xuannv Sect, has met all of you."
The women's expressions changed and they looked at Wu Wan in surprise and uncertainty.
Wu Wan continued to smile and said: "Sisters, you really don't have to be afraid of me. I heard what happened to you and came to help you.
You also know that the Human Realm is very large, and Renhuang Pavilion also has many branches.
Although generally speaking, the human realm is very stable, there will always be sinister people, and there will always be greedy people.
If you tell me your grievances, if I can help you redress your grievances, I will not stand idly by.
Don't worry, in the human realm, there are only a few people who can suppress me in official positions.
Don’t you still trust our Majesty?”
Those people looked at each other and still said that they had no grievances.
After being comforted for about half an hour, these women finally spoke... They sighed and sobbed. One woman was more determined and told Wu Wan what happened to her group.
Afraid that Wu Wang would not believe it, she explained the matter in great detail, from who the immortal soldiers were who went to her home to deliver a message and a spiritual stone to her home that month, to how long they stayed in a certain branch of Renhuang Pavilion, and who they met.
What was said, and even every meal was told in detail.
A few of them had cultivated their skills and gradually stabilized their Taoist minds, constantly adding details of the incident.
Half an hour later.
Everyone walked out of the Nuan Pavilion here one after another.
Wu Wan was the last one to come out. He kept backing up with a smile and said warmly to the room:
"You guys should have a good rest here. If you don't want to go back to the human realm, I'll ask someone to help you settle your family business here.
I have sent people to search for the bodies of your companions."
When the wooden door closed, Wu Wan's smile quickly faded and he slowly stood up straight.
A layer of celestial energy barrier completely covered Nuange.
"Are what they said true or false?" Wu Wan suddenly asked.
Taoist Xiaojian whispered: "Wuwang, can you let me handle this matter? It would be inappropriate for you to personally intervene."
"What they say is true or false!"
Wu Wan continued to ask, his expression suddenly became ferocious.
"Master, their voices are consistent with their words," Ming She said aside, "I have been a fierce god for a long time, so I can't go wrong in identifying this matter."
"Well, I understand."
Wu Wan responded, and then nothing more happened.
He seemed a little dazed, staring at the layout of the courtyard, looking at the rockery, the pavilion, the low courtyard wall, and the figures walking by in the distance.
The ice edges on the eaves melted and turned into bits of ice water, which returned to the puddle with a 'ding dong' sound.
Several thin bamboos swayed in the breeze, and the emerald green and cyan colors suddenly seemed dazzling.
"Brother Taoist, tell me."
Wu Wan suddenly asked: "With so many Yan Emperor Orders scattered in the Human Domain, shouldn't the position of Human Emperor be determined long ago?"
Taoist Xiaojian was startled, he was a little confused.
Ling Xiaolan came from the side, looked at Wu Wan, and said softly: "Judging from the words of the elders in the sect, there is actually a backup candidate."
"That's good."
Wu Huan nodded, "Brother Dao, you are familiar with Renhuang Pavilion. Take Ming She to arrest people, and arrest everyone related to this matter."
Taoist Xiaojian hesitated for a moment and then sighed with a smile: "I am really afraid of you. Since you have made up your mind, your brother can't say anything more.
Don’t worry, you won’t miss half of it.”
"Master," Ming She said, "Two true immortals from the human realm came to Jiuhuang City before. They seem to be looking for these mother and son pairs and have not gone far yet."
"Catch them and take them back. No one can touch them until I get in front of you."
A streak of light flew out of Wu Wan's sleeve and landed in Ming She's hand. It was the seal of deputy pavilion master that he had just obtained for less than half a year.
Ming She put the object away, bowed her head in salute to Wu Wan, and then fled straight away from the Nine Desolate City formation.
Taoist Xiaojian immediately chased after him, with a gloomy expression on his face, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth and scolding the shameless person.
"Young Master," Lin Suqing whispered uneasily from the side, "Did I get you into trouble..."
"What kind of trouble is this? Fortunately, you asked these questions."
Wu Wan smiled warmly and said calmly:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Today we will return to the human realm. Senior Sanxian, come with me.
I will personally send Senior back later, and I will never force Senior to do anything."
Taoist Sanxian pondered for a few times, nodded slightly and agreed.
He said: "Everything should be measured more and don't be impatient. It is not easy for you to get to where you are today."
"Well, thank you senior for reminding me."
Wu Wangong cupped his hands, turned around and looked inside the room.
He seemed to hear a child inside whispering something, but he was speechless and could only step forward and leave the place.
What the child asked was...
"Mom, are they bad people too?"
…
Two days later, the third southeast branch of Renhuang Pavilion.
This branch is located in a large city. Immortal soldiers have been running around in the past two days. A man named Renhuangge was arrested and taken to this branch, which caused some chaos in this big city.
Rumors spread for a while.
Some people say that the last main hall of the Ten Evil Halls was discovered here;
Some people also say that Renhuang Pavilion has changed the world, and a new force wants to liquidate another force.
What is indispensable is the "internal gossip", which tells who has offended so and so, so that the implication is too deep, and the analysis is clear and logical.
After hearing the news, many monks came here to watch the excitement;
A large number of masters from the human domain arrived here secretly, and they were more or less related to the Renhuang Pavilion.
In front of the main hall of the branch pavilion, hundreds of people were tied up with immortal ropes and divided into three piles.
The atmosphere here was solemn, and a large number of immortal soldiers surrounded the open space in front of the temple.
In mid-air, Taoist Xiaojian was wearing a long black robe, standing quietly with his hands behind his back, his long hair on his temples dancing in the wind from time to time. The pressure of the Taoist realm above the extraordinary realm condensed into the four words "Keep strangers away"
.
In front of the main hall door, the fierce god Ming She, wearing a black dress with gold patterns, sat calmly in an armchair, his slender eyes full of coldness, and there were not even a single immortal soldier around him for more than ten feet.
"Report——"
A stream of light flew over and turned into a messenger soldier. He raised his hands and shouted: "Vice-Master Wuwu's ship is no more than three hundred miles away!"
"knew."
Taoist Xiaojian waved slightly, and the immortal soldier bowed his head and retreated.
He smiled with relief.
In the final analysis, Wuwu still gave some opportunities to some of the senior officials of Renhuang Pavilion. If Wuwang returned on the same day, there would be no room for buffering.
But what puzzles Taoist Xiaojian is that at this moment, the senior executives have not decided which scapegoat to promote, but are focused on...
I want to get people from him.
Is Wuwu really a smooth person who is familiar with the people inside Renhuang Pavilion?
Perhaps, in their eyes, this matter is not serious.
But whether the matter is serious or not can be known by looking at the reaction of his master Liu Pavilion Master - he came back and was busy for two days, arresting so many officials from various branches of Renhuang Pavilion, and his master didn't even ask a single word.
Even half a day ago, someone came to ask him why he couldn't find any trace of Pavilion Master Liu.
Another half hour passed.
Wu Wang's building boat slowly sailed into the city's grand formation.
After all, someone couldn't sit still and came to Taoist Xiaojian again. It was a deputy pavilion master and two high-level deacons who interceded with Taoist Xiaojian.
The deputy pavilion master Wang Jian said in a low voice:
"Xiao Jian, this matter should be handled privately. If it spreads, it will be a huge blow to the prestige of our Renhuang Pavilion."
"I'm just following the orders of Deputy Pavilion Master Wuwu."
Xiao Jian said sternly: "The deputy pavilion master Wuwu has entered the city, you might as well go and talk to him."
"This," Wang Jian frowned, "Vice-Pavilion Master Wuwu is young and energetic, he is prone to impulsiveness, and many things cannot be brought to the table.
Ke Xiaojian, your time in Renhuang Pavilion is not short..."
"Sorry, I am practicing kendo."
Xiao Jian raised his head slightly, and there was a clanging sound of swords in his body, "If you encounter injustice, draw your sword to save the common people."
"you!"
Wang Jian's expression changed, revealing his Taoist realm.
Xiao Jian shook his head with a smile, playing with Wu Wan's token in his hand, as if to say, they are all deputy pavilion masters, and their orders are mutually exclusive.
At this moment, a gong sound echoed from everywhere in the city.
I saw several flying shuttles flying from the sky in the north, and the city defense formation was closed. Figures flew out of the flying shuttles and fell straight into the field.
But they are full-time servants of the Penal Hall, as well as more than a dozen high-ranking deacons of the Penal Hall.
As soon as they landed, they picked up the list prepared by Taoist Xiaojian and immediately started calling out names one by one. Before the captured people could respond, officers came forward and pushed them to the side.
Soon, the three piles of people were divided into twelve piles, and each high-ranking deacon interrogated one group. The scene was extremely lively.
Wang Jian's eyes were extremely complicated. He was watching this scene from the sky and he didn't know how to speak at this moment.
Therefore, the deputy pavilion master approached Taoist Xiaojian and whispered:
"Xiao Jian, let me tell you everything. If this matter continues to be investigated like this, I am afraid that people in the southeast will have to be replaced.
Renhuang Pavilion has no preparations. What do you want others to think? What do you want those who do errands for Renhuang Pavilion to think?
Not to mention other things, even if these people below have done some wrong things, they themselves have made merits and contributions to the human realm. They can be arrested and tried whenever you want. Isn’t this the source of unrest? "
Taoist Xiaojian groaned softly and said: "Hey, Deputy Pavilion Master Wuwu is back, just go and talk to him."
Wang Jian frowned and wanted to say something to Xiao Jian, but Xiao Jian had already turned around and stepped in the air, rushing straight to the building ship.
The building boat stopped and floated above the tall buildings in the city.
First, two rows of immortal soldiers flew out of it, and then there were more than ten figures standing on the railing.
Many sharp-eyed monks have already caught the figure of Ling Xiaolan, and the words "Tianyan Saint" were passed back and forth among the crowd.
The young Taoist standing in the middle turned his head and said something to the person beside him, then turned over and jumped over the railing, falling straight down.
His long hair was blowing in the wind, his face was extremely stern, his slim black robe was solemn and majestic, and there seemed to be sparks hidden under his calm eyes.
He was about to hit the tall building, but he flew forward swiftly, passing through many pavilions in the air, and broke into the front of the main hall of Renhuang Pavilion.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! A monk shouted the name of the golden dragon, and all the immortal soldiers in front of the hall shouted "Greetings to the Deputy Pavilion Master".
Ming She had already stood up and was standing aside, while Wu Wan was already sitting safely on the wooden chair.
"Trial."
It's just one word, but it seems to contain inexplicable power.
The deacons and servants of the Penal Hall moved more quickly, displaying all the various 'martial arts' that the Penal Hall has added in recent years.
For example, 'Single-person rotating small suite', 'Soul monitoring lie detector', and 'Mind shock spell' are not torture, but the effect is quite good.
Two hours later, the night was getting darker, and the lights in front of the main hall of the branch pavilion were brightly lit.
Several deacons from the Penal Hall came together and hesitated and said a few words in front of Wu Wang.
One person said: "Palace Master, someone from the main pavilion may be involved later..."
"check."
Wu Wan said expressionlessly. Although his tone was light, he did not allow anyone to refute him.
Several people looked at each other, understood each other, turned around and left in a hurry.
It is about to dawn, and the roosters are crowing.
Many immortal soldiers were a little sleepy, and the interrogation that lasted all night finally came to an end. A stack of jade talismans fell in front of Wu Juan. Wu Juan looked at it carefully and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.
Wu Wang said: "Which one is called Mi Zhong? Pull it out."
Immediately, some immortal soldiers moved forward and dragged the trembling old man from the Heavenly Immortal Realm to the steps of the main hall.
The old man raised his head and glanced at Wu Wan, then immediately lowered his head and shouted: "Deputy Pavilion Master! You are wronged, Deputy Pavilion Master!"
"Did you send people to kill the families of the soldiers who died in the battle on the East China Sea?"
"No, that's not the case, Deputy Pavilion Master! Deputy Pavilion Master, please don't listen to the villain's slander!"
"Creep Snake."
"Yes, Master."
Ming She raised her hand and shook lightly, and two half-dead true immortals dressed in black fell beside the old man.
The old man named Mi Zhong's forehead was covered with sweat.
"Is it you who caused it?"
"Deputy Pavilion Master, I, I was just confused for a moment, and someone asked me to do this. I was worried that the reputation of Renhuang Pavilion would be damaged, so I took this step!"
"Has someone asked you to do this?"
Wu Wan murmured softly, stood up slowly, raised his hand and took the long sword of the immortal soldier beside him into his hand.
Then, the divine power throughout his body vibrated, and starlight gathered.
A coercion that was not inferior to that of a peak master in the Heavenly Immortal Realm slowly spread around Wu Wan.
That Mi Zhong has already been imprisoned by his soul at this moment.
"In other words, the person who can ask you for this and dares to ask you for this must be someone you are familiar with, right?"
Wu Huan seemed to be talking about family matters.
"Then these people regard you as their protective umbrella, and regard you as the head of such a big branch as the filial piety of their biological parents.
Weren’t you the ones who killed the widows of soldiers who died in battle who should have been praised and respected by others in the human realm?”
"Deputy Pavilion Master, subordinate, subordinate... what are you going to do!"
Mi Zhong looked up and suddenly shouted out loud.
He only saw Wu Wang's face showing a fierce light, his eyes protruding outwards, filled with bloodshot eyes, and the blade of the long knife in his hand was filled with divine light.
Mi Zhong said firmly: "I finally received the seventh-level salary..."
Wu Wang took a step forward.
"Wuxianzi!"
Someone on the side shouted angrily: "How dare you do this!"
Ming She raised her eyebrows, and ripples appeared in the universe, suppressing the deputy pavilion master who was about to explode.
Wu Wang raised the long knife in his hand.
Streams of starlight condensed into chains, imprisoning Mi Zhong in place. A chain strangled the corner of the old man's mouth and pulled him back, exposing his neck.
Wu Wang said calmly: "I am a bad person."
The sword slashed down.
A head was thrown into the air, and the blood inside it spattered several feet, splashing on the plaque in the main hall with the word Renhuang engraved on it.