Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

All the government officials sent by the government were afraid of the monsters in the mountains. Sheng Qingzhi had no choice but to send people to blockade the Guanjin Pass near Siding Mountain to prevent Cheng Zhi from finding an opportunity to escape. . As for Siding Mountain, we can only withdraw all the government officials who entered the mountain first.

He Ping knew that this was the right choice. The one-horned mandrill in Siding Mountain was a monster that was three hundred years old and had become a climate. When the demon clan's lifespan reaches this level, its spiritual intelligence gradually matures, and some magical talents will be awakened by the way.

It is not clear what kind of magical power the one-horned mandrill has, but this kind of demon clan that has become a kind of climate is not something ordinary mortals can deal with except for practitioners with Taoism.

In fact, even if he faced the mandrill himself, he would have to use a lot of extra means, and it would consume a lot of energy. Calculated in this way, the gains outweigh the losses.

"It seems that rumors have been spreading everywhere in the past few days, and this prefect Sheng is secretly adding fuel to the flames, so it's easier to guess what this prefect Sheng's intentions are..."

He Ping thought about it and guessed the inside story of the matter. He knew that during this period of time, there were frequent actions against the He family's business. In addition to Sheng Jin's mischief, there was probably another reason, that is, the Sheng Prefect wanted to beat him up.

(No, the man surnamed Sheng is also doubting me. If Cheng Zhi wants to enter Sui'an City to assassinate people, there must be someone in the city secretly cooperating with him. This person is so cunning and cunning that he will inevitably catch some clues...)

Alarm bells immediately sounded in his heart.

If you are really targeted by Sheng Qingzhi, it is a bad sign. If this is a legal society, you will naturally have to talk about evidence and procedures when encountering this kind of thing...

However, the Dayou Dynasty is a typical feudal dynasty. Like the ancient dynasties on earth, the official name here has two meanings, so there is no need to spit out bones when eating people.

A local emperor like Sheng Qingzhi in Sui'an City may not be able to tell you about court laws.

In other words, the prefect did not need any clear evidence for the death of his son Sheng Qinghong, only suspicion was enough.

This suspicion was enough to give him an idea that would destroy the entire He family.

(The premise is that I, the head of the He family, am the son of an ordinary merchant, not a descendant of the Immortal Puppet Sect...)

He Ping knew this well.

At this moment, a servant hurriedly walked in from outside the door.

"Young Master, someone from the government office has come and wants to meet you, Young Master."

"Where are the distinguished guests from the government office?"

He Ping asked quickly.

"Waiting in the outer hall..."

As soon as the servant finished speaking, a not at all polite voice came from behind him.

"No more waiting. Are you He Ping, the eldest son of the He family? I am the person sent by Prefect Sheng."

Suddenly, behind the servant, two figures appeared and stepped into the threshold one after another.

The corners of He Ping's eyes twitched slightly. As soon as these two figures entered the door, he felt a cold chill in the hall.

The two figures walking in from the door of the flower hall reflected the luster of metal.

Yes, it is metal. The two men are dressed in the same attire. They are both wearing helmets and armor, and their whole bodies are covered in black armor. They carry waist knives and exude a cold and murderous aura.

"Excuse me, who are you two?"

He Ping had no expression on his face, but there was a trace of displeasure in his heart. It was quite rude for the two of them to break in without notifying the owner.

"You are He Ping."

The leader of the group wore an animal-headed turban, had a purple face, straight features, and a neatly trimmed mustache, and looked calm and authoritative.

This man and another companion were all covered in armor, and with every step they took, there was a soft metallic sound of "clattering" as the armor moved.

The two of them did not bow when they walked in. The leader, Zi Tang, looked at He Ping with a hint of scrutiny.

"The prefect ordered me to come to you, do you know why?"

This man's voice was low and rough, like polished rock.

"I don't know."

He Ping could see the arrogance of this man. He stood up from his chair and bowed.

"You two were sent by the magistrate. If there is anything important, just give me your orders!"

He Ping's posture was very low and his tone was very gentle at this time, but he was wondering in his heart. The armor worn by the two people who broke into He's residence without authorization did not look like the military standard. Is it really strange? I don't know why he is wearing a suit of armor, but he can't be a private soldier raised by the prefect...?

He secretly glanced at the armor on the two men. This armor seemed to be made of a kind of black and shiny metal. The black iron armor pieces that made up the armor were densely engraved with complex patterns, giving people a strong sense of unity. It feels like the top and bottom are one, it should be some unknown rune pattern, faintly flowing with light.

"Is this the legendary 'talisman armor' of the Taoist sect? I can feel the aura of the magic, but also... Ordinary black iron walking armor is extremely heavy. Wearing such a heavy armor on the whole body, how can it be so light and easy? It should be cast The spell is used to reduce the weight of the armor."

He Ping immediately understood that the origins of these two people might not be simple.

"Oh, you are a smart person and you saved me a lot of effort."

The man looked him up and down, and when he saw that He Ping's attitude was extremely low, he had no choice but to give up some of his original plans. He snorted coldly.

"Listen up, the prefect knows that you, the eldest son of the He family, intend to remove the mandrills from Siding Mountain and open up the southbound trade route. This time, I will give you a chance. You must quickly summon the mandrill killers." The troops and horses will go out with us."

"Eradicate the mountain and remove the mandrill?"

He Ping pretended to be stunned.

"It turns out that this is the case. However, the preparations for this matter have not yet been completed. I will have to discuss it with Feiyumen and Changfenghui as to whether I can give it a few days of grace, and then..."

"enough."

Zi Tanglian waved his hand and cut off his words.

"I'll give you one day at most. Tomorrow, the government office will head to Siding Mountain, and the people on your side will also have to follow..."

"this?"

He Ping showed a pensive face, and after a moment, he whispered: "We, the He family, should do our best."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about trying your best, without making mistakes."

Zi Tang sneered.

"You can't shirk this matter. Magistrate Sheng said that if something goes wrong, your He family will no longer have to do business in Sui'an City. Just pack up and get out."

After saying this, Zi Tanglian turned around and left with his companions, exiting the door of the living room.

"Master?"

After the two left, He Fusheng took a step forward.

"What exactly does the prefect want to do?"

"Not sure."

He Ping smiled coldly, his pretense gone, and his sharp eyes were like sharp edges.

"This man is very sophisticated and cunning. He may be doubting me, or he may want to use me and beat me...or else he has teamed up with He Jin a long time ago and plans to help my uncle take away my The position of the head of the family, haha, no matter what it is, it is very disadvantageous for us."

"Then what are we going to do?"

He Fusheng asked.

"The plan remains the same, we just need to move it forward."

He Ping had already made up his mind that the original arrangement needed to be advanced.

In fact, his previous calculation was very secretive, but the implementation process was somewhat twists and turns, and it still lacked some enthusiasm. Just going to Siding Mountain to remove mandrills was originally part of my plan, but the "force" of Magistrate Sheng gave me a more suitable opportunity.

(Honestly, this is like adding fuel to the fire and pouring oil on me. There is nothing wrong with taking advantage of this momentum and taking care of this matter in advance...)

"At most, just arrange some of the original arrangements in advance."

He Ping sat back on the rosewood chair. He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting his mind, or thinking about the next arrangement.