Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 380 Not Empty-Handed

"Lin Jiajun? I know him. He is said to be ruthless and merciless. He specializes in the bloody business of collecting money and eliminating disasters. It seems that he is also a weapon cultivator, very powerful."

"Do you recognize him?"

"I don't know him. I have only heard of him. Sir, are you looking for him?"

"No, I know where he is. I'm asking if you've heard of this person." Yang Qian asked for directions and soon arrived at an alley. This was the address Hu Ming had given him.

East of the city, Liuxiang.

Li Sancai followed behind, wondering what Yang Qian was doing here. Was he looking for Lin Jiajun? He had only heard of Lin Jiajun, a powerful figure, but he didn't know that he actually lived in Hengcheng?
Yang Qian spread out his mind and soon found the person he was looking for in the middle of the alley.

A cultivator who is in the late Jindan stage and has an extremely sharp aura.

The late Jindan realm is rare, and it is consistent with what Hu Ming told Yang Qian about Lin Jiajun's cultivation. Coupled with the sharp and unusual aura, this should be the appearance of a weapon cultivator.

Yang Qian didn't plan to make much noise. After identifying his target, he disappeared from Li Sancai's side.

Thunder escape.

When he reappeared, he was already in the target's house.

Under the breath-concealing technique, Yang Qian's already inconspicuous aura became even more obscure. Even when he entered the house, the man sitting on a chair with his back to him wiping a flying sword did not notice it at all.

"Lin Jiajun."

Yang Qian's voice startled the other party. He reacted very quickly, and with a slide of the flying weapon, he directly distanced himself from Yang Qian by several feet. The flying sword that was just wiping in the other party's hand was now circling around him like a swimming fish, and it was emitting a silver sword light.

"Who are you!"

"Shuangqing Prefecture Chief Constable, Yang Qian."

Hearing this, the man's face changed drastically and he turned around and wanted to run, but suddenly he felt his legs getting cold, followed by a sharp pain. At the same time, his body completely lost balance and fell heavily to the ground.

When he lowered his head, he found that both of his legs had been severed three inches above the knees. A strange force he had never seen before was invading his body through the wounds, causing the veins throughout his body to spasm with excruciating pain.

"It seems you understand what I want to do with you."

As Yang Qian spoke, he raised his hand and used three fingers to grasp the opponent's flying sword. No matter how frantically it struggled at his fingertips, it was unable to move at all. Finally, with a click, the flying sword was crushed by Yang Qian's three fingers!
This scene not only made Lin Jiajun forget the severe pain in his legs, but also made Yang Qian, the instigator, stunned for a moment.

Catching the flying sword was a combination of divine consciousness, physical reaction, and physical reaction in the hegemony body. Crushing the flying sword also came from pure physical strength. Yang Qian didn't even use the sword intent.

It seems like the strength is more controlled and focused than before?
Yang Qian vaguely sensed the possible reason.

"Don't even think about escaping if you fall into my hands. No one can save you. Tell me everything I'm interested in, and I'll let you die quickly. Otherwise, I'll let you taste what it feels like to have your soul roasted."

After crushing the flying sword, Yang Qian flicked his hand, and three bolts of lightning as thin as chopsticks pierced into Lin Jiajun's body like needles, all of which hit the major acupoints in his body, which could completely cut off the connection between his dantian and the meridians throughout his body.

This move is called Thunder Lock, a profound method in the Five Thunder Palace. It uses an invisible substance like thunder as a needle, and at the same time uses the paralysis effect of thunder to cut off the flow of spiritual energy and mana in the target's meridians. If used improperly, it will not only fail to lock the person, but also directly kill the person.

Half an hour later, Yang Qian left Lin Jiajun's room, and Lin Jiajun was given a good beating by him.

As for the corpse, it was burned into charcoal using thunder magic.

According to Lin Jiajun's instructions before his death, Yang Qian obtained letters, several pills, and a talisman that he had not had time to use.

The owner of the talisman was Zhang Wan, a close confidant of Xiao Cangyu, whom Yang Qian had met several times.

It was Zhang Wan who gave Lin Jiajun the task, promising spiritual stones and elixirs as a reward, and asked Lin Jiajun to kill more than 20 imperial guards who went to investigate for clues in the manor outside Bianxia City. Yang Qian even recorded a confession for Lin Jiajun and asked him to sign it.

These seemingly far-fetched methods are, in Yang Qian's opinion, necessary steps.

Killing people doesn't have to follow the rules, but to rectify Shuangqing Prefecture, you have to follow the rules. Not the rules of Shuangqing Prefecture, but the rules of the Hongwu Dynasty.

The most important thing was the talisman. Yang Qian was an expert in magic arrays and had enough skills to find the other half of the talisman based on its direction without having to activate it in reverse.

Hiring someone to kill a government official, and knowingly breaking the law, was enough to cost Xiao Cangyu his life. At least no one could find fault with his reputation.

Considering what Wu Daquan said before, that Xiao Cangyu practiced evil methods and devoured people's holy souls and blood, Yang Qian felt that letting Xiao Cangyu die a hundred times was enough.

Later, we would use Lin Jiajun's confession, Zhang Wan's confession, talismans, etc. to prepare the case file, and with people like Wu Daquan as witnesses, we would be able to clear up the haze shrouding the officialdom in the entire Shuangqing Prefecture with justification.

Coming out of Lin Jiajun's house, Yang Qian saw Li Sancai still waiting at the alley entrance.

"grown ups."

"Well, find a place to stay. I have something to ask you."

Li Sancai found an inn for Yang Qian to stay in. Yang Qian also changed his appearance when he left the alley, while continuing to restrain his aura.

"Have you ever seen something like this?" Yang Qian said as he took out a portrait from his storage bag. This was a portrait of the evil god that he had drawn from memory.

Li Sancai took the thing and looked at it carefully several times. Finally, he shook his head, indicating that he had never seen such a thing.

"What about similar temples? Are there any here?"

Li Sancai shook his head without even thinking about it. His face was full of confusion.

Temple? Four out of ten people in Hengcheng are monks. Isn't it nonsense to ask monks to believe in God? I don't understand why Yang Qian suddenly asked this.

Yang Qian kept looking at Li Sancai and found that he did not seem to be lying, so he asked again: "There are so many cultivators in Hengcheng, but not many ordinary people. How do they get food?"

Li Sancai knew the answer to this question and quickly replied, "Your Excellency, it comes from Linshui City. It's not far from Linshui City, and most of the way is by water. Now 70% of the food in the city comes from there."

"There is a grain store called Fengqing in Linshui City. Is there one in Hengcheng as well?"

"Yes, sir. Fengqing is the largest grain store in Hengcheng. We are often given garrison and escort duties. The pay is very generous every time. I have also been on several trips."

Yang Qian's eyes dimmed when he heard this, and he thought to himself, as expected.

Fengqinghao is the grain shop under the name of Mr. Zhao Xinquan from Linshui City, and Yang Qian discovered the news about Zhou Zhong and his gang in the rice pounding shop under Fengqinghao.

Linshui City and Hengcheng were both on Yang Qian's list of suspicions at the time, and they were also the places where the remnants of the Huashen Sect often moved before being driven out of Shuangqing Prefecture. This time, when he was looking for Lin Jiajun, he came to take a look, and he didn't expect that Yang Qian would find them again.

"Help me find out what's going on inside the Fengqing ship in Hengcheng. Find out if there are any unusual things, or if there are some unfamiliar people in charge. Or if there are any sudden changes in the rules.

You have to investigate secretly and don't let the news leak out.

Can it be done? "

"This..." Li Sancai blinked his eyes, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Yang Qian didn't waste any words and directly took out a small Lingyun Pill from the storage bag and placed it on the table.
(End of this chapter)