I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

One day later.

A figure followed the crowd and walked into Shanhe City.

"This mission was completed more smoothly than expected, and I came back a day earlier."

Qin Yang muttered.

This mission was not difficult for him.

The lanterns floating in the woods near Shuangmu County were indeed caused by evil spirits.

He just went there to wait for one night, and the evil spirit came to the door.

Qin Yang was not polite, and he hit him with more than a dozen thunder palms, sending the other party to heaven directly.

It was still early today.

He thought about going back to the mansion first, having a meal, and then returning to the Sky Patrol.

As a result, as soon as he returned home, he heard a voice coming from inside.

"I'm so angry!"

"If it weren't for Qian Bo stopping me, I would have stabbed him directly with a gun."

This voice was furious.

"Why did this kid come to my house?"

Qin Yang muttered and pushed open the door.

In the courtyard.

Qian Hai and Wang Qitian heard the sound of the door being pushed and looked back.

"Qin Yang?"

"Master?"

Qian Hai was the most excited to see Qin Yang.

But Qin Yang frowned.

Qian Hai's expression told him that something must have happened.

"What happened?"

Qin Yang asked directly.

"Xiao Huan is in trouble."

"Yesterday Xiao Huan went to the embroidery shop to help."

Qian Hai knew that time was urgent, so he quickly explained the details of Xiao Huan's disappearance.

"Today I will accompany Qian Bo to the government office to report the case."

"These guys have filed a case because I am a slayer."

"But I saw that they didn't take any action, so I quarreled with them directly."

Wang Qitian was indignant when talking about what happened today.

These guys are simply scum.

They spoke in a slick tone, and it was obvious that they were just pretending to file a case and would not investigate at all.

When Qin Yang heard that Xiao Huan was missing, a cold light appeared in his deep and calm eyes.

"Qian Bo, Wang Qitian."

"Go to the street where Xiaohuan disappeared and ask if anyone saw any strangers or people with strange movements yesterday."

"I'll go to the government office."

Qin Yang said quickly.

No matter what, find Xiaohuan first.

"Then be careful."

"I'm afraid you will really draw your knife and chop people later."

Wang Qitian reminded.

He had fought with Qin Yang before, and knew that this guy was calm on the surface, but there was a terrifying violence.

"No," Qin Yang walked towards the government office without stopping.

Wang Qitian and Qian Hai followed Qin Yang's instructions and went to the street to inquire about the news.

Qin Yang knew that even if he went, the effect of these old hands in the county government office would be similar to Wang Qitian.

But he knew that there was another person in the government office who was still warm-hearted.

"I am Qin Yang, the sky patrol officer."

"Find Meng Feng here, I have something to ask him."

Qin Yang didn't say a word of nonsense and took out his token directly.

He has a deep and cold temperament and a strong physique. Standing in front of the gatekeeper, he felt scared.

"Okay."

The gatekeepers are all soft-hearted people. Seeing Qin Yang's difficult appearance, they dare not say a word. They turned around and entered the gate.

Soon.

Meng Feng, wearing a dark blue constable uniform, strode out.

He did not ask Qin Yang what he wanted to see him for, but just nodded slightly.

The two came to a tea stall and sat down.

"My personal maid is missing."

"I heard that many women have disappeared in the city recently."

"I want to ask if you have any clues in this regard?"

Qin Yang said softly.

Meng Feng heard that Qin Yang came for this, and his eyes swept around and whispered: "I heard that this case is in charge of Zhang, and I don't know much."

"Zhang"

Qin Yang's eyes flickered.

Those who can be constables in a county city like Shanhe City are not simple people.

In addition to various relationships, at least they need to be internal breath warriors.

"It's not difficult to solve this kind of case."

"I don't know why it has been delayed for so many days and there is no news at all."

Meng Feng whispered.

Qin Yang was thoughtful.

Meng Feng's words were very clear.

Someone in the government office was secretly covering up.

As the person in charge of this case, Zhang Han must have a role.

I just don't know if he was the mastermind or took money.

"I want to know who took my maid away."

"Is there a way?"

Qin Yang said softly.

In this regard, Meng Feng is better than him.

"Sir Qin, go to Jiumiao Street to find someone."

"He should know some information."

Meng Feng said a few words in Qin Yang's ear.

"Thank you."

Qin Yang clasped his fists.

"I am incompetent. I can't help you."

Meng Feng sighed.

In the government office, the hierarchy is strict.

How could he, a constable, intervene in the case of a head constable.

Besides, Zhang Han still had a grudge against him for the gambling house incident last time.

"You have helped me a lot."

"This is not your problem, it's the world's problem."

"I'll treat you to dinner some other day."

Qin Yang stood up and headed for the Old Temple Street.

Old Temple Street.

This is definitely the busiest street in Shanhe City.

The most famous thing here is, of course, the Shanhe City God Temple.

Every day, there is an endless stream of people coming here to worship the City God, and the incense is strong.

There are all kinds of people here.

All kinds of Jianghu magicians emerge in an endless stream.

Monk, Taoist priest, fortune teller, Feng Shui master.

There are all kinds of small vendors on the street.

You can see antique jades and all kinds of rare things.

As soon as he walked into this old temple street, Qin Yang smelled a strong smell of incense and candles.

The streets were filled with smoke and there was a constant flow of people.

Following Meng Feng's guidance, he came to the City God's Temple.

There are more than a dozen stalls here, either for fortune telling or palm reading, or for feng shui. The business is pretty good.

Qin Yang took a look and found a booth to sit down at random.

The fortune teller in this stall is a blind man, about fifty years old, with skinny cheeks, like dry tree bark, and two eyes with only whites and no pupils.

"Zuo Banxian?"

Qin Yang sat down.

"It seems that a distinguished guest is here."

Mr. Blind laughed.

"I want to get some news."

Qin Yang said.

"Just say it."

"No one who comes to my place is looking for information."

Blind Zuo smiled slightly.

"Which force is responsible for the recent disappearance of many women in the city?"

Qin Yang asked in a low voice.

"This water is very deep."

"Can you afford the price?"

Blind Zuo asked with a smile.

"I wonder if this is enough?"

Qin Yang slapped his Tianxian Division token on the table.

Blind Zuo touched it with his hand and fell silent.

"Sir, why do you need to embarrass me?"

After a long time, Blind Zuo spoke.

"Say it."

"Otherwise if I kill you, your death will be in vain."

Qin Yang said calmly.

The blind man on the left is blind in his eyes but not in his heart.

He could sense how strong the evil aura was on the person in front of him.

What's more, this person is holding a sign from the Tianxun Division's Zhuxie Division.

Those who can enter the Evil Exorcist Department are ruthless people.

If you don't be ruthless, how dare you deal with those ghosts.

"Shensha Gang"

"There have been frequent cases of missing women recently."

"It should have something to do with them."

Blind Zuo gritted his teeth and said.

"Shensha Gang"

Qin Yang was thoughtful.

He put down a banknote, put away the token, turned around and left.