Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Zhao Long has been back?!"

In the main room of the Zhao family, Zhao Yun looked at the crying Second Mother in front of her in astonishment and asked in disbelief, "Why would he come back?"

“I… I don’t know…”

Although she gave birth to a son, Zhao's second wife did not dare to look down on this legitimate daughter. She wiped her tears and said sobbingly:

"A few days ago, Long'er... suddenly returned home. His eyes were red and he talked about revenge. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't. I called a few servants but couldn't trap him. Long'er suddenly became a different person. He was extremely strong and spoke in a rough voice. He broke into your father's room, snatched a sword from somewhere, and then ran away... I contacted the government, but the government has been in chaos recently and no one cares about us... Xiaoyun, I only have this one child. I beg you, help me..."

Zhao Yun frowned, her eyes full of solemnity. She clearly remembered that Zhao Long and Zhao Xin were captured by the Painted Skin Cult together. How could he run back alone, pick up a sword and leave? This didn't make sense.

Besides...
sword?
Zhao Yun had a guess in her mind, but it was quickly dispelled.

No, the famous sword Siming was also taken away by the Painted Skin Cult, so it is impossible for it to stay here.

unless···
Zhao Yun remembered a rumor. Some people said that her father had not only one sword, but actually two. One was the famous sword Siming, which protected its master and his heart, and the other was a hidden sword. It was said that anyone who saw this sword would die without exception.

Breaking the military.

But this sword should be just a rumor. Zhao Yun has never seen the Broken Army in all these years. Her father Zhao Xin would only touch Siming in the dead of night, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

What exactly is going on?

In Huangshan, the head of the Huangmen stretched out his hand and fiddled with the invisible thread. After a long time, he opened his eyes, his eyes full of astonishment.

Gen on the lower side and Kan on the upper side form the Jian (gua) hexagram.

The mountains are high and the waters are deep, and the difficulties are numerous?
The head of the sect frowned, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Nothing will happen.

"Nothing will happen."

As Sun Defeng's second uncle, Sun Er waved his hand and said with a smile: "The owner of the ordinary building is my best friend, he won't have any bad intentions. And you know that Anshan has been in turmoil recently. I'm worried that Defeng's personality will cause trouble, so I'll let him stay in the safer Buxian Town for a while. How could anything go wrong?"

Sun Da frowned, wanting to say something but unable to. He felt something was wrong, but couldn't tell what it was. He just drank a sip of tea and then asked, "Isn't the owner of the ordinary building from Huangmen? Do you know him?"

"I know him..."

Sun Er was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he was a little confused again and asked softly: "Do I...know him?"

"Do you know this person?"

The man squatted in front of the corpse, looking at the peeled skin, frowning with a serious expression.

A man wearing brocade clothes and carrying an embroidered spring sword crossed his arms and asked in a deep voice: "He was found floating in the river in Taiying yesterday. The coroner determined that he had been dead for about ten days."

"Who found the body?"

Lifting his head, Captain Zuo looked at Guo Lingyun and asked in a deep voice, "Is he in the county government office?"

Hearing this, Guo Lingyun's expression became a little strange. After a brief hesitation, he said, "The first person to find the body was the King of Han. He was fishing here at the time. He said he hadn't caught any fish in three days and thought there was a big one. He didn't expect it to be a big one."

Hearing this, Qian Hu was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "The King of Han must also cooperate with the Jinyiwei investigation, otherwise this will be another false case."

"Probably not."

Guo Lingyun is no longer that young boy. These days of training have made him a real Jinyiwei captain. He held the embroidered spring knife and said in a deep voice: "If the King of Han did it, he would definitely not throw it into the water. He likes fishing on weekdays and always pays attention to vegetarian food. This corpse directly ruined his mood. He hasn't fished for many days." The captain thought about it for a while, nodded and said: "Indeed, the King of Han is indeed not a suspect."

"Then here's the problem."

Looking at the Qianjianmen emblem on the man, Qianhu's eyes flashed with some worry, "Who would attack the Qianjianmen in a place like this?"

In the county government office of Beiliang, Li Kuan held a teacup, drinking the slightly cheap and coarse tea, and lamented that it was another uneventful day.

And then, something happened.

“Report!!!!”

A petty official suddenly ran in, panting, "Master Li, there are criminals committing crimes!"

"Bad guy?"

Li Kuan was stunned by the unfamiliar words. He put down his teacup and asked quickly, "What's going on? What does it mean?"

"Someone in Shangrao District reported that a man with a knife wanted to kill him last night, muttering something about the leader's blessing and all being a gift. He ran to the gate of the Imperial College in a panic, and came here to report the case after daybreak."

Li Kuan thought for a moment and asked quickly, "Do you have any clues about that criminal?"

At this point, the clerk's expression suddenly became a little strange. He scratched his head, and then said with a strange look:
"died."

"died?"

Li Kuan was surprised and asked, "How did he die?"

"According to several eyewitnesses at the scene, this man probably didn't look at the road when he committed the crime in the middle of the night, and his little finger kicked a fixed stake. He bent down in severe pain, and as a result, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. It happened that Shangrao District was repairing a pipeline these two days, and there was a big pit in front of him. He fell into the pit and was about to climb out, but for some reason, the pit suddenly exploded with methane, and the villain was blown to pieces."

After listening to the whole process, Li Kuan's expression was also very strange. After a long while, he seemed to realize something, nodded suddenly, and then said:
"Don't worry about it. Just comfort the person who was attacked. I will put this matter on record. Go ahead."

The clerk was confused for a moment, but didn't say anything. He just nodded and left.

After the clerk left, Li Kuan was the only one left in the county government office. He looked at the sunlight outside the door for a long time and sighed. He spread out a piece of rice paper and began to write on it.

The ninth year of Hongxi...
A villain in Beiliang committed a crime and later died suddenly.

There were no casualties.

It was a short sentence, but somehow it had a little more peach blossom luster. Li Kuan put away the rice paper, raised his head, looked at the peerless peach-dressed girl at the door, and said softly:

"Master Zhou, please help me."

"No problem."

Tao Yao looked at Li Kuan calmly, "This matter can be reported."

"The rest is not necessary for now."

"The affairs of Beiliang depend on you, the old scholar, and me."

"Not in the court." (End of this chapter)