I have a long pupil

Chapter 108

Whoa!

There was another sound, and the Nuo face switched again.

After Zhang Biao unloaded it, he put it in his hand and looked at it again and again, very satisfied.

Fang Xiangzong's Nuo face is not simple, according to what he said, it is not a thing of this world, each Nuo face has different abilities and can be integrated into one.

But doing so is really too extravagant.

Each of the twelve branches of Fang Xiangzong is broad and profound, and it is difficult for ordinary people to study one branch for a lifetime, and it is difficult to come to an end.

But Zhang Biao's original scripture is the "Three Yang Classics", supplemented by Fangxiang's patriarchal method, as long as there are techniques and functions, and he does not seek the Dao, the more the better.

If Fang Xiangzong had not fallen, he would not have this chance.

Putting away the Nuo noodles, Zhang Biao meditated again with half a stick of incense. His true energy circulated along Ren Du's two veins for nine weeks, and his chest felt distressed.

He was really depressed.

The method of taking the "Three Yang Classics" allowed him to improve his morality rapidly. In a few months, he opened up the two veins of Ren and Du. Even in ancient times, it was considered fast.

But this erysipelas is really difficult to deal with.

Just like a sponge squeezes water, it needs to run the true energy every day to get rid of the residual poison in the body little by little.

This process should not be careless, if it is not cleaned up completely, leaving the root of the disease, the erysipelas will only come more violently next time.

Moreover, the residual poison of erysipelas is very secretive, and sometimes it is difficult to detect it. I don't know how many monks hate it.

Fortunately, he has the eyes of spiritual vision, so he can check the status at the first time, and cooperate with the method of taking food to complement each other.

After opening up the Ren and Du two channels, the next step is to open up the remaining eight channels of extraordinarily meridian, each small hidden channel or acupoint.

Only by thoroughly cleaning up the residual poison can we continue to practice.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao stood up, took a wooden stick, knocked off the entire row of ice hangings on the eaves, and swept away the snow on the wall and roof.

This year's wind and snow is too heavy. If it is not cleaned up in time, the mud-filled adobe yard will soon be damaged.

After doing this, he packed up, equipped the magic weapon, and left the Taoist temple.

The most important thing right now is to find clues for Wang Xin and Tie Shouming, and if they are dead, find a way to rescue their families.

crackling...

In Fengyifang, the sound of firecrackers continued.

This is a new batch of coffins made, and the ceremony of handing over the coffins is carried out. According to the rules in the industry, incense was originally burned to drive away insects, and then parked for a period of time.

But since the beginning of winter, a lot of people have died. Coffin shops often rush to make coffins overnight, and the coffins have to be delivered the next day.

In the wind and snow, the coughing sound continued.

There is a kind of inexplicable desolation and coldness.

After Zhang Biao saw it, he sighed slightly.

This is not because there are monsters spreading the plague, but because the spiritual energy revives, leading to a drastic change in the climate, which cannot be overcome by the weak.

The recovery of spiritual energy is not a good thing for ordinary people.

They can't even feel the so-called aura. Even monks have to first cultivate the acquired qi and strengthen their bodies before they can introduce the aura of heaven and earth.

It is unknown how many people will die in this mutation...

After leaving Fengyifang, Zhang Biao first came to the vicinity of Fenglefang in the center of the city.

This place is still blocked by the Jinwu Guard, but work has stopped, and the large pit dug on the ground is also covered with snow.

Zhang Biao knew that it was because of the West Market incident that the project was interrupted, and the Huo Luo Sect was out of skills, so he dared to continue only to welcome back the magic sword.

At this moment, several Hu monks came in a hurry under the leadership of Jingzhao government officials.

Before the junior official of Jingzhao Mansion entered the wall, he yelled loudly: "Quickly, notify the Fangzheng of all the workshops, call the folks, and dig immediately."

The captain of the Jinwu Guard guarding the place asked, "Are you all right?"

Monk Huo of the Huo Luo Sect replied: "My sect has brought back the magic sword, and I will erect a dharma altar later, so that the evil spirits can be killed if they show their heads!"

"Good thing."

The junior official of the Jingzhao Mansion wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "In this cold weather, thousands of households are homeless, and they are making trouble at the gate of the government office all day long. It's better to settle things early..."

A few people discussed it, and not long after, a large number of peasants came, carrying hoes and picks, and digging up.

The dug hole is just above the general's tomb, when the sun shines in, the power of the ghoul will be weakened, which is the best way at present.

Zhang Biao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the magic knife welcome back.

It seems that the Fire Luo Cult listened to his warning.

Turning Lu Xianggong into a vulgar god, beheading the dead ghosts, and then eradicating the killing sect that is haunting in the dark, most of the predicament in the capital can be resolved.

But he has already revealed the names of the members of the killing sect, why is there no big movement?
Zhang Biao was a little puzzled, and turned to Beicheng.

The disappearance of Wang Xin and Wang Xin is inseparable from the palace. Xiao Shen, the commander of the imperial guards, is the key figure. He must find a way to ask the wind...

.........

clap la la...

As soon as he arrived at Buzhengfang near the imperial city, a large number of Jinwu guards flooded into the street, searching everywhere like wolves and tigers.

"Quick, find someone!"

"Go to various teahouses and restaurants, dare to spread rumors, hide disbelievers, and arrest them immediately!"

"Find out all those gang leaders!"

Chu Shiyuan, the commander of the Jinwu Guard, rode his horse past, looking a little out of breath, his eyes full of panic, and he kept giving orders to his subordinates.

A large number of Jinwu guards rode on horseback, frightening the people to flee and crowding on both sides of the street.

Among the crowd, Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chu Shiyuan, why hasn't he been arrested yet?

What happened, why such a panic?
He asked the people around him, but most of them were ignorant, only one of them said in a low voice: "Since this morning, some people have spread secret letters in various cities in the northern city, saying that there are killing cultists in the capital, and the nobleman in the palace is also involved."

"How dare the shopkeepers provoke them, they put away the secret letters and burned them one after another, but still leaked a lot."

"But just now, a major incident happened. The Fire Luo Sect returned with a team escorting the magic sword, and bluntly said that it was attacked by the Killing Sect. There was only one survivor, and they ran to Jingzhao Mansion with great fanfare to report the incident."

"Now, the secret letter from the morning begins to ferment..."

He described it vividly, and his words were full of gloating.

"You are so courageous, you dare to spread rumors!"

Among the crowd, a man suddenly showed his waist card, stepped forward and held the boy down, pulled off his collar, saw the tattoo on his neck, and sneered, "So it's the remnants of the Heaven and Earth Gate, so you're out of luck."

"Forgive me, the little one doesn't know anything!"

Although Yaren desperately begged for mercy, he was still bound and dragged away by chains.

The people were afraid and scattered in all directions.

Zhang Biao also left quickly, and when he turned into a dark alley, he could only hear the commotion in the inn on the left, and it was the Jinwu Guard who was searching.

Whoa!

The window on the second floor of the inn was opened, and someone panicked and threw out a few blank papers.

White papers flew down, Zhang Biao caught one and examined it carefully.

I saw that it was full of densely packed small characters, and there were many places covered with oil, which looked like it was printed in a hurry.

Above, many things have been told.

Great changes in the world, sect plots, Yuzhen Mansion... The focus is on the hidden life-killing religion, pointing out that Li Guiren is a monster of the killing life religion, hiding in the deep palace, plotting to bring chaos to Yujing City.

Among them, he was also mentioned, saying that he slaughtered Li's house to destroy the Shasheng Sect, not a monster, but a chivalrous act.

The signature was obviously Liang Qiuyue.

Zhang Biao was a little stunned after reading it.

This letter is equivalent to directly turning the table, revealing many hidden secrets to the world.

He also thought about it, but his reputation was not good, and no matter how much he said, he would be considered as deceitful.

And Liang Qiuyue has a good reputation in the capital, known as "Qiuyue Wushuang, jade-faced overlord", and is the object of admiration of many famous children.

Now the real-name report, and Huo Luojiao going to Jingzhao Mansion to report the case, will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao put away the letter and silently looked to the south.

He knew that the other party might have already left the capital.

That girl was stubborn, even though she was far away from home, she never asked herself to avenge her.

Now that the matter is on the table, I don't know how Zhao Mian will deal with it...

At this moment, another group of guards rushed to the street, the leader galloped on horseback, shouted with a token in his hand, "By order of the Great Sima, Chu Shiyuan will be taken into custody immediately, and anyone who dares to resist will be killed!"

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes and followed immediately.

At this time, the streets were under martial law.

The North City was originally the residence of the rich and powerful, and there were very few ordinary people. It was not as lively as the South City. Now they are all hiding, and the streets seem extremely empty.

When the soldiers of the Jinwu Guard who were searching heard the news, they threw away their weapons one after another without a trace of resistance.

They were just eating and drinking, Chu Shiyuan was harsh, and many people had long been dissatisfied, so how could they help.

Chu Shiyuan was leading a few soldiers to search along the street, his heart was already flustered, and immediately shouted loudly after hearing the words: "I am wronged, someone framed me, I want to see the emperor!"

Commander Xiaowei smiled and said: "The emperor has agreed to the order of the great Sima. If General Chu has any grievances, he will go to prison and just tell the truth."

Chu Shiyuan's face was uncertain, and he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Old Chen, let me go because of our friendship in the past..."

The face of the commander of Xiaowei immediately became gloomy, "You are looking for death, and you dare to drag me into the water, do it!"

"I report it!"

A soldier next to Chu Shiyuan suddenly stumbled and ran out, and said loudly, "I was ordered by Chu Shiyuan to cover a few warlocks who behaved strangely..."

"I'll report it too!"

Several other soldiers also knelt down.

Chu Shiyuan was very angry. These people usually obeyed his advice and took advantage of it. They didn't expect to betray him in a blink of an eye.

Their ancestors were all soldiers of their grandfather, who tried their best to cover and escape from the Golden Horde Kingdom, why are they all like this now.

Thinking of this, he lost all hope and knelt down slowly.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was the sound of leather drums in the distance.

Chu Shiyuan screamed suddenly, rolled to the ground, his face was bulging with veins, and his mouth sprayed blood, which was full of wriggling white bugs.

"help me!"

He endured the severe pain, weeping and howling.

Seeing this scene, the commander of Xiaowei was also taken aback, and roared angrily: "There must be a monster casting a spell nearby, search quickly!"

Pfft!
Before he finished speaking, he saw a monk falling from the roof in the distance, with black lines floating on his face, screaming and wailing, and the skin drum in his hand rolled to the ground.

Chu Shiyuan was no longer in pain, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"Catch that monster!"

Commander Xiaowei was shaking with excitement. He had a feeling that he might have caught a big fish.

It's just this monk, why did he fall?
On the roof in the distance, a black shadow quickly walked away, and when it came to the dark alley, the black mist burst, revealing Zhang Biao's figure.

He couldn't help laughing. He wanted to watch the excitement, but he didn't expect that the Shashengjiao was so eager to silence.

The eyes of spiritual vision reminded that the other party was 72 Sha, with average skills, but he could fly over walls and hide his breath after learning the magic technique, so he was sent to silence him.

Naturally, Zhang Biao would not let it go, and directly launched a sneak attack with a curse, making the opponent show his figure.

Now that there are all the witnesses and material evidence, let's see how the Shasheng Cult will turn the tables.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao pondered for a while, and after Jinwuwei and Xiaowei left, he turned and went into a nearby inn, asked for a room, closed his eyes and crossed his knees, holding the jade pendant.

Soon, a black cat appeared on the roof of the inn. In the wind and snow, it jumped across the high and low roofs and headed towards the imperial city...

(End of this chapter)