Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 364
Bianyifang can also be regarded as the first-class restaurant in Yanjing City, and there are many guests who can have lunch here who are famous and famous under the roots of the imperial city.

At the beginning, when they saw the imposing manner of the officers and soldiers tense with swords and crossbows, several diners suddenly darkened, put down their chopsticks and stood up, about to explode.

But when they heard that Supervisor Tiansi was handling the case, they immediately lost their temper and sat back obediently.

Xin Ziqiu was a little apprehensive, and turned his head to look at the entrance of the restaurant. He saw a group of officers and soldiers lined up in two rows at the gate, each with a sword and gun, and a road flashed out.

Three people walked in.

The leader among them was a tall scholar, wearing a Mr. Wensheng scarf on his head, and wearing a moon-white satin shirt, holding a folding fan in his hand, and gently fanning it on his chest, on which were written "loyalty to serve the country" in four flamboyant characters.

Beside him, stood a burly man in a helmet and armour. He was a foot tall and hung a penis, holding a Fangtian painted halberd that was as thick as a teacup rim. He was majestic and inviolable.

On the right side of the scholar is a western man with blue eyes and curly beard, fair skin, golden curly hair, and a two-foot-long, uniquely shaped musket on his waist.

The three of them have different figures and shapes, the only thing they have in common is that they all wear a ribbon about one foot long and one inch wide on the left shoulder, fluttering in the wind, with the pattern of the Big Dipper printed on it.

It's just that the scholar is wearing red, while the other two are blue.

Obviously, these three were the leading officials, but Xin Ziqiu did not expect that there was actually a foreigner among them.

In Yanjing City, he did meet many people of different races with different skin colors, but it was a bit unexpected that foreigners could work in the capital.

With Xin Ziqiu's cultivation at this time, he didn't need to look closely, but he could feel the powerful energy fluctuations of these three people in his divine sense, and even the government servants and soldiers who were on errands also possessed good strength.

It seems that there are not a few "foreigners" in Tianjiansi, which shows the strength of this official organization.

As soon as the three of them stepped into the lobby, the big man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd said loudly:
"In the lower prison, Niu Shengyuan, the fourth-rank general manager of Tiansizheng, we have received reliable information that there is a fugitive murderer hiding in the cheap workshop. This person is very dangerous and good at disguising. To protect the peace of the people in the capital, please cooperate with our investigation. The official can guarantee that a good person will never be wronged, and everyone can rest easy."

Xin Ziqiu frowned:

"The fugitive murderer... Could it be that I killed the members of the Mi Po sect and exposed it... Could it be that the little monk informed me? But why did he treat the savior like this?"

He held the lotus leaf cake in his hand and stuffed it in his mouth calmly. On the surface, he seemed to be indifferent, but the energy in his whole body had already started to function, and his mind was also quickly figuring out countermeasures, thinking about which direction to run away if he was found through Xingzang.

At this time, dozens of heavily armed supervisors of the Tiansi Yamen had rushed in and began to conduct detailed checks on each guest, while more people guarded all the exits around Bianyifang.

These yamen servants all have martial arts, and they are obviously well-trained. In an instant, the huge restaurant was so tight that even a fly could not fly out.

Jian Tiansi is in charge of the strange people in the world, with great power, and no one dares to provoke them. The diners in the lobby obviously know this. Although the normal meal was interrupted, no one dared to say no more, and they all paid for it. Provide evidence to prove your identity.

Outsiders use road guides, while natives of the capital have civil and official registrations.

Xin Ziqiu also took out his waist card and placed it on the table, but he did not dare to relax mentally.

Maybe it was because his huge deer head mask was too eye-catching. Soon, the scholar led by Jian Tiansi came over meanderingly, sat down on the opposite side of him, and slapped the folding fan in his hand. He closed it, lightly tapped the table with the fan bone, and asked with a smile:
"Is this a fellow Taoist of Mi Po Sect?"

Xin Ziqiu looked up at him, nodded, pushed the badge forward, and said in a hoarse voice:

"That's right, this is my badge, please check it, my lord."

According to his observation, among these people, only this scholar's brilliance is introverted, giving people the feeling of towering valleys and lofty mountains. Xin Ziqiu asked himself if he could face this person without using the power of rules, The outcome is probably only a matter of five or five, so I dare not underestimate it at all.

The scholar glanced at the badge on the table and sneered:
"The Mi Po Sect is now gathered in Majiabao in the south of the city. Why did you come to Beijing privately?"

Before Xin Ziqiu could reply, he asked again:

"Also, your teaching has always advocated vegetarianism. What's the matter with the roast duck on your table...?"

How could Xin Ziqiu have imagined that there was such a thing, this evil mistress who killed people and robbed them was actually a vegetarian.

It seems that this imposter is about to reveal his secrets.

However, he was not in a hurry to lift the table and escape, but pretended to be nonchalant and said with a smile:
"My lord is really aware of the truth. The villain is a vegetarian every day. I couldn't help it when I arrived in the capital, so I sneaked in to satisfy my greed. I hope that my lord will show my noble hand and be able to hide it for the little one."

The scholar was smiling but not smiling, staring at Xin Ziqiu with burning eyes, those eyes were like two sharp knives, trying to pierce through all his disguises.

After a while, he stretched out his hand to pick up the waist card on the table, and said in a strange way:
"Mi Po Sect Ding Si...I never thought that your Sect would hide its secrets. Does a mere T-generation believer have such a powerful divine sense?"

Xin Ziqiu saw that he was questioning his identity inside and outside of his words, and he was already prepared in his heart. As soon as the scholar made a slight move, he would immediately use the law of "forget" to erase the memory of the other party, and then rub the soles of his feet with oil.

But at this moment, a shrill scream came from the southeast corner of the lobby, followed by a commotion among the crowd, and the scene suddenly got out of control.

Xin Ziqiu's spiritual thoughts covered all directions, and he was well aware of the surrounding situation. It turned out that when the sergeants were checking the identities of the diners one by one, a customer suddenly jumped up and bit the throat of a yamen servant, tearing his throat Cracked and died unexpectedly.

The people who supervised Tiansi immediately swarmed up and rushed towards him. The guest revealed his real body. It turned out to be a monkey-like monster with slender limbs and shriveled body, with small and sharp teeth like sawtooth. There are two three-inch long fangs protruding from all sides, and the blood is all over the bumpy face, which is very terrifying.

"It's a blood demon, protect your head and neck, don't be bitten by him!"

Niu Shengyuan, a big man in armor from Tiansi, held up Fang Tian's painted halberd, and while directing the servants, stepped on the table and rushed towards the monster.

Although he was tall and armored, but he was as light as a swallow, he arrived in front of the monster in a short while, and stabbed it with a halberd...

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(End of this chapter)