Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 39 The End

The night is dark and windy.

There was silence around Qingyue Temple.

Five figures rose and fell in the darkness, and after a moment they silently jumped over the wall and entered the Qingyue Temple.

These five men were all dressed in black martial robes, but without face masks, and they all had bronze plates around their waists to indicate their identities.

It wasn't a thief who stole the goods, but a constable from the police station.

Following the direction they had figured out during the day, the group of five soon found the small courtyard in the temple that belonged to Master Xunyi. This was also the courtyard where Yang Qian and others came to listen to the Dharma during the day.

At this time, all the cushions in the yard had been taken away. The altar was also removed, and the five large incense burners more than a foot high were nowhere to be seen.

Leaving three people guarding the courtyard wall, Yang Qian and Zhao Qian went into the yard together.

The reason why only Zhao Qian was brought along was because Zhao Qian's strength was stronger than Wang Shigui in Class C, he belonged to the first echelon, and he was good at concealing his presence, making him suitable for infiltration.

Although Yang Qian is not very good at concealing his breath, his Qi cultivation is not low. Directly using his Qi to gather his breath can also have a similar effect to concealing his breath.

The two men sneaked into the yard and soon stopped outside a house in the yard. The lights were still on in the house.

Holding his breath, he looked inside through the gap in the window. The strange scene inside made Yang Qian and Zhao Qian outside the window feel their hearts skip a beat.

I saw Master Xunyi, who had preached the Dharma during the day, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room, with his five hearts facing the sky and his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.

Next to Master Xunyi were five wooden sculptures, which looked different from ordinary ones: a scaled snake, a headless turtle, a one-eyed eagle, a disemboweled tiger, and a toothless elephant!

Five funeral beasts!

The wood texture is obvious throughout the body, but it is gray and shiny, which is the texture of the Shenyin wood.

Combined with the connection between this Master Xunyi and Yao Fang's family, it can be basically concluded that it is the set of Five Funeral Beast Sculptures that Yao Fang bought from Wu Qing, which has been missing and elusive for the police.

At this time, the animal sculpture was glowing with five colors, but it did not look auspicious or peaceful. On the contrary, the five-color fluorescence had a strange feeling of haze, which made people feel disgusted for no reason after seeing it.

Is this the five blessings that are stolen from others?
And these fluorescent lights were slowly floating around Master Xunyi like willow catkins, and were slowly absorbed into his nostrils without missing a single bit.

And as he absorbed the fluorescent light, Xunyi's face also became tinged with gloom, and he looked inexplicably sinister, completely different from the kind and righteous appearance he had when he was preaching during the day.

At the same time, along with the inhalation of the fluorescent light, the aura of Master Xunyi also changed. Not only did it become more sinister, but it also became more powerful with each breath.

But how strong? I don't know yet.

However, looking at the other party's slightly bulging temples, Yang Qian felt that at least in terms of true energy, Xun Yi was no worse than him.

Zhao Qian withdrew his gaze from the gap in the window and turned to look at Yang Qian beside him. Except for a little horror in his eyes, the rest was excitement.

It was difficult to arrest people in Qingyue Temple before, because the magicians here are different from those outside. They are covered with a layer of immortal gold, so they dare not touch them easily. But now the Five Funeral Beasts are in front of us, and combined with the clues and possible inferences from the previous investigation, the magician Xunyi in the house can be treated as a suspect. In this case, which is quite certain, if you want to arrest someone, you will not consider whether the magician in the temple is a magician or not.

So Zhao Qian's eyes were asking Yang Qian whether he should arrest the person immediately.

Yang Qian nodded and decisively decided to go into the house and arrest the person.

All speculations are now focused on Master Xunyi in this room. There is no point in continuing the investigation. It is time to cut the Gordian knot!
Zhao Qian kicked the door open!

With a bang, he flew in with a knife in his hand, and slashed the arm of Xunyi, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the blade slanted up. His intention was to cripple the opponent's arm first.

The loud sound of kicking the door also alerted the three people outside the courtyard wall. They each drew their swords and came out to guard, but they did not dare to go in rashly without a whistle from inside. What if they lost their position and the people inside took the opportunity to escape? Their mission was to guard the courtyard wall and go in for reinforcement when needed.

Inside the room, it was only five steps from the entrance to the position where Master Xunyi was sitting cross-legged. Zhao Qian rushed in quickly with his sword wielding. He was about to chop the opponent with the oxtail sword in his hand in two breaths, but suddenly his vision blurred and he saw the figure sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The next moment, before Zhao Qian could come to his senses, a figure had already appeared in front of him and slapped his palm towards his face with a fierce wind!
The palm wind was so hot that Zhao Qian couldn't open his eyes. He was horrified, knowing that if this palm hit him in the face he would be seriously injured if not killed.

Who is it? Is it the Master Xunyi? Why is he so fast, like a ghost?

At the critical moment, a cold knife light silently broke through the window from behind, at an extremely fast speed and without any sound of wind, like a thin leaf in the flowing water, difficult to detect, but able to separate the floating and sinking!

Yang Qian’s knife has arrived!

The original intention was for Zhao Qian to attack head-on to attract Xun Yi's attention, while Yang Qian would attack from behind. The two sides, one in the open and one in the dark, would be just the right combination to capture him alive.

But neither Zhao Qian nor Yang Qian had expected that Xun Yi would be so swift as a ghost while sitting cross-legged. He could go from passive to active in just a moment, and his speed was so fast that Zhao Qian could not resist it at all.

Seeing that Zhao Qian was about to be killed, Yang Qian had no choice but to attack Wei to save Zhao. With a silent knife, he stabbed the opponent's left back. If the opponent insisted on taking Zhao Qian's life, Yang Qian's knife could also stab into the back and kill him at the same time.

boom!
The palm strike didn't land well after all, and Zhao Qian survived. But he turned around and kicked Zhao Qian hard in the abdomen with his leg, sending him flying backwards, several feet in the air, and landing heavily in the courtyard. He was silent for a moment, and no one knew if he had fainted.

Xunyi turned around and used his palms to meet the oxtail knife coming from behind!

A bang!
Not only was the palm of the hand not cut off by the blade, but it also made a sound of metal colliding.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that Xunyi's palms were covered with a layer of crystal-like color. It turned out to be a pair of extremely thin and strange gloves that could actually block the sharp edge of a knife!
But he could block one blow, but the following blows were like a continuous waterfall pouring down!

Dang Dang Dang.
At first Yang Qian was very surprised, because the force he felt from the feedback from the oxtail knife was not only the vibration of true Qi, but also a kind of magical power he had never encountered before. Although that force was not as large as the amount of true Qi, its strength far exceeded the vibration force of true Qi, causing his knife momentum to stagnate at the beginning.

Later he adjusted the momentum of his sword and did not fight hard, but only trapped and roamed. This allowed Yang Qian to slowly gain the upper hand and trap the opponent in this room which was only four meters in radius.

Suddenly, a sharp bolt of lightning came from the window!

With a "swish", the sword pierced into Xunyi's left leg, causing him to stumble and fall completely into the sword's force. Three breaths later, Yang Qian's sword was placed on his neck.

(End of this chapter)