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Chapter 20 The evil spirits in the mountains appear, and the ice field is busy marching

Shanyin County, the back hall of the county government.

"Zhao Butou, tell the three adults what happened soon!"

County magistrate Wu Huan first called his subordinates, and then showed a flattering smile to the visitors: "Inspector Xiao, don't worry, I will fully cooperate in this case!"

To be honest, in the cold winter, Wu Huan was extremely upset when someone disturbed his sleep early in the morning, but his anger dissipated immediately after seeing the person coming.

Xiao Qingman, one of the twelve envoys of the Bingzhou Yamen of the Jingyao Division, killed many evil cultivators with the Cicada Sword, and has already become famous far and wide at a young age, with many admirers.

More importantly, she is a child of the Xiao family!
In Dayan, the royal family, the great religion, and the aristocratic family can be said to be three pillars.

Needless to say, the royal family relies on the technique of conferring gods to control the luck of the human race.

All kinds of sects, big and small, and folk dharma lineages have been passed down for a long time. Their disciples are all over the world.

And the family is a special existence.

They usually have a long history, dominate one side in troubled times, and enter the court as officials in peace. They have accumulated countless generations, and their background is unfathomable.

The Xiao family in Bingzhou is one of them. It has risen in the Chu Dynasty thousands of years ago.

Although this Xiao Qingman is only a descendant of the Xiao family, it is far from being able to offend a mere county magistrate.

"Magistrate Wu, I have disturbed you a lot, and I hope you will forgive me."

Facing the flattery of Wu Huan, the county magistrate, Xiao Qingman's face was as usual, and she was polite, but her eyes were fixed on the head catcher next to her.

Zhao Kang, the head arrester in Shanyin County, did not dare to neglect, and told the story in detail.

"Reporting to the Ambassador, the case was handed over by the nearby Yong'an County. It was said that the third leader of the county's Bantou Wu colluded with the evil cultivators to cause trouble, and then he was silenced and died tragically."

"Nawu's third son has a lot of power in this county, so I dare not underestimate him. While the body was being returned, he led people to quickly control and question Wu's family, and got a message from his subordinates."

"Since half a year ago, outsiders have often come in and out of the back house of Wu's house. They are sneaky and only active at night. I found a painter to paint, and found that the leader is none other than the demon Taoist An Shusheng."

After all, he presented the yellow paper scroll in his hand.

Xiao Qingman took it, and just glanced at it, her eyes were filled with murderous intent: "That's right, it's this demon way!"

In the painting, it is a Taoist man dressed in patchwork clothes, with a short and fat body and a big belly, like a pear.Especially that face, with a pointed nose, small eyes and small mouth, with a weird smile, very much like a big mouse.

The painters in this world also have their own unique inheritance. The masters draw people and draw ghosts and painted skins. The illusion and tricks are mysterious and unpredictable.

When Zhao Kang, the head catcher, saw the appearance of County Magistrate Wu, he knew the identity of the girl in front of him was extraordinary, and immediately made a gesture of righteous indignation: "This An Shusheng has led his subordinates to travel around the world, and has done many murders. His subordinates can't wait to..."

"Say the point!"

The scar-faced man Zhao Bandao saw the girl Xiao Qingman frowning, and immediately interrupted Zhao Butou to boast.

"Yes Yes…"

Catcher Zhao smiled awkwardly, "Although I have arrested all of the Wu family in batches, it is a pity that those evil cultivators left with Wu Laosan half a month ago, and the Wu family did not find any clues."

Xiao Qingman remained expressionless: "Take us there!"

Catcher Zhao didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately brought the three of them to Wufu, which had already been sealed off.

It can be seen that Wu Laosan has made a lot of money in front of him, and the courtyard Sanjin entered is exquisite and rich, but at this time, the huge courtyard is already in a mess and empty.

Officials handle cases sometimes more ruthlessly than passing bandits.

Zhao Butou looked embarrassed, and quickly explained: "My lord, I almost turned Wufu upside down, and found no clues about the culprit."

Xiao Qingman also ignored it, and nodded slightly to the gorgeous young woman Li Chunniang next to her.

I saw Li Chunniang stepping forward, and suddenly three incense sticks appeared in her hands, which ignited spontaneously without wind, and the green smoke was faint. Miss Su's upper body!"

After all, he slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly there was a strong wind in the courtyard, and snow fell on the trees.

Li Chunniang opened her eyes suddenly, her pupils had become almond-shaped.

I saw her as if she was a different person, her waist was boneless and gently twisted, showing laziness and charm, she yawned, sniffled her nose and frowned and said: "Oh, the smell of rats is really suffocating, my servant!" It’s not a dog, it’s all about doing this kind of thing…”

Although she complained, she still sniffled her nose and closed her eyes at the same time: "Besides the big mouse, there are five other people, the smell of ghosts is quite strong, and there is a bloody resentment, really... that's all. "

After that, he yawned again, and opened his eyes again, the pupils had returned to normal.

Xiao Qingman didn't care either, her eyes were full of thoughts: "Rat smell... It is rumored that An Shusheng was a rat demon who seized his home, could it be true? This guy was chased and killed by Yinmen seniors three years ago, and he has been hiding with his five ghosts ever since. whereabouts…"

Suddenly, she looked at Catcher Zhao: "Tell me about this Wu Laosan!"

Catcher Zhao hurriedly replied: "My lord, this Wu Laosan came three years ago and took the position of the local team leader. Apart from opening a gambling shop to make money on weekdays, there is nothing unusual... Oh, by the way, it is rumored that he can get tattoos. The art of sealing ghosts, but no one has seen it, married several wives and concubines, but did not have children."

Li Chunniang, a beautiful young woman, smiled and said, "Needless to say, it must be one of An Shusheng's five ghosts. He changed his appearance and hid himself. Your life in Shanyin County is safe."

Zhao Tutou was sweating on his forehead, and bowed his head in silence.

One is that Wu Laosan does not pay less filial piety to the county government, and the other is that when he thinks that such a cruel guy has been hiding by his side for several years, he is afraid for a while.

Xiao Qingman also ignored Zhao Catcher's thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "An Shusheng's reunion with his five ghosts must be a conspiracy, and we must find out. Let's go, we..."

Zhao Bandao, the scar-faced man next to him, suddenly said, "Miss, since An Shusheng has gathered all his subordinates, we can't act rashly. We'll wait until Inspector Chen arrives."

Xiao Qingman took a deep breath: "Okay!"

A few hours later, Chen Qiong arrived with two subordinates. After asking about the process, he immediately ordered someone to find out all the account books of Wu Laosan in the past few years. After some inspection, he found suspicious points:
"In February of the third year of Xianqing, a family of live pigs was transported to Yong'an..."

"In April of the third year of Xianqing, a family of live cattle was transported to Yong'an..."

"..."

"In May of the fourth year of Xianqing, hundreds of craftsmen went to Yong'an..."

Chen Qiong frowned when she saw it: "Yong'an County is remote and there are few people, so there is no profit in doing this... No, this is a blood sacrifice!"

Everyone in Jing Yaosi looked at each other with solemn expressions.

.........

Yong'an County, mountains in the north.

The sky is low, and the mountains are winding and undulating.

Two teams of black spots walked among the snow-covered hills, leaving long footprints behind them.

Marching in the field is hard work, not to mention in this icy and snowy land, many government soldiers have already turned pale from the cold, and their hair tips are covered with icicles.

Wang Xuan's physique is strong and naturally he is not afraid, his eyes are sharp and he always pays attention to the movements around him.

Yong'an County is surrounded by mountains. He chose the north because he often practiced here, but it was the first time he went so deep.

At this moment, Zhang Heng lying on the snow came flying in the distance, cupped his hands and said: "Report to my lord, I have found a place to camp!"

Both Zhang Heng and Liu Shun had been in the frontier army. Although they had no future, they were very familiar with field marches. After all, the environment near the Great Wall of Ice and Snow in the north was even worse.

The location of the camp is very good. It is backed by a cliff to keep out the wind. The woods on both sides are at least a kilometer apart.

Set up tents, lay guards, bury fires and cook...

Although the government soldiers were all new recruits, they were originally masons, so they worked in an orderly manner under Zhang Heng's command, and the camp was set up in a short while.

This is also the reason why Wang Xuan had to train in winter, not only to hone his mind and body, but also some marching skills could not be mastered without practice.

Of course, Wang Xuan's task is even more serious. He is standing on the cliff at the moment, holding a bow and arrow, and scanning all directions with evil eyes.

Ever since he entered the wilderness, he had the feeling of being targeted...

(End of this chapter)