I have an eternal eye

"snort!"

"ha!"

In the darkness, low voices kept ringing.

Zhang Biao sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, holding the Ziwu Baohua Seal with his hand, placing the jade cat in the palm of his hand, and continuously recited the two mantras "Hum Ha" as his chest rose and fell.

The two "Heng Ha" spells are by no means simple. They can both gather energy and blood, and also shock the soul.

Every time he chants, the jade cat will tremble.

And every time, Zhang Biao would transfer a ray of true energy into the black cat jade pendant.

This is the weapon refining method recorded in Nuo noodles, which is specially used for "jing".

The two curses of Heng Ha are the whip, and the true energy is the carrot. When the spirit in the jade is surrendered, the jade pendant will be completely refined.

Before I knew it, the night passed.

When the first ray of morning sun appeared in the sky, Zhang Biao slowly opened his eyes, his face full of uncontrollable exhaustion.

This weapon refining is really laborious.

With his current cultivation level, it is still very difficult.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Biao boiled the decoction, stood on the Hunyuan pile to refine his Qi, and then continued to meditate and refine his weapons.

He could feel that the little thing in the jade pendant showed signs of being tamed and no longer resisted the infection of true energy.

After this exercise, it was dusk again.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes. Although his face looked tired, there was a smile on his lips.

As soon as my heart moved, a black cat appeared out of thin air in the house. Its fur was shiny, its eyes were green, and its steps were light and agile.

Sensing Zhang Biao's thoughts, the black cat walked slowly over, rolled in his arms first, and then kept nudging his palm with its head.

Zhang Biao touched the elf with a smile on his face, "From now on, you will be called 'Yueying'."

This little thing seems cute, but don't be careless.

"Jing" has the nature to pursue power, and either devours the essence, blood, or other elves of living beings.

This is true even if the magical weapon is refined.

Zhang Biao must supply his essence on time, and when a certain time comes, he must also look for other "essences" to feed.

Be careful with this process.

If "Moon Shadow"'s strength suddenly increases and escapes his control, there will be a backlash.

Including the sword spirit in the sword of the sword cultivator and the weapon spirit of the Yanjia master, this is the same principle.

After putting on the jade pendant and getting up, the black cat Yueying disappeared instantly and returned to the jade to rest.

Zhang Biao continued to boil medicine and began to practice Qi in the afternoon.

Boom, boom, boom!

Not long after it ended, there was a rapid knock on the door, accompanied by Wang Xin's trembling shout:

"Brother Biao, hurry up, something happened!"

…………

Jiaxingfang, Wangzhai.

"The position is wrong, move to this side!"

"Okay, slow down, tie it tight!"

In the courtyard, a large group of people were busy.

Zhang Biao helped set up the mourning hall, his face dull and his mind in confusion.

"Brother Biao, I'm going to Fengyifang to pull paper figures."

"Um."

After Wang Xin finished speaking, he hurriedly left with the two of them.

Inside the house, the cries of Aunt Du and the girl from the Wang family kept coming, forming a strange contrast with the busy crowd outside.

Wang Captou died in the line of duty.

Six doors were raided last night. Even though Mr. Wang was very careful and always wore an iron chest protector, he didn't escape.

The iron plate was dented, the sternum was shattered, and the five internal organs were bleeding and displaced. Doctors from six doors worked on him for most of the night, but he still couldn't make it through at dawn.

He was in a coma all night and didn't even say his last words.

The body was not sent back until the eve of Shenshi.

There is no way, too many people died.

Jinwu Guards and Left and Right Xiao Guards blocked Fangshi, but the news did not spread, and they withdrew only after noon.

Zhang Biao looked at the surrounding scene with a blank expression.

The Lotus Sect is a practicing sect with many secret arts, and there is also a monk who is almost invincible in close combat.

They have been operating underground for a long time, and there is also a more terrifying skeleton camp, so he did not disclose the map.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so bold that he dared to break into six doors and start killing.

The sound of children crying kept coming.

That is Wang Guanshan's son. Tomorrow is the full moon. He also promised Wang Captou to come and drink the full moon wine...

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao became even more heartbroken.

Wang Guanshan walked over wearing sackcloth and filial piety, his face was pale and his voice was trembling, "Brother Zhang, I... I'm going to be in trouble these days."

Zhang Biao patted his shoulder and said nothing.

He didn't know what to say.

The following period was very busy, with encoffining, coffin sealing, wake, and burial...

The Wang family, like his family, came to the capital from other places. The population was small and there was no clan to help.

The funeral was basically handled by Zhang Biao, but fortunately Youfang was bringing his neighbors to help.

Originally, with Wang's connections, people would inevitably come to express condolences, but this time too many people died, and almost every family was holding a funeral.

Wang Xin and Tie Shouming came only occasionally.

There is no other reason for this. This time, most of the silver medal arresters died, and twenty or thirty people were killed in the bronze medal arrests. Manpower became increasingly tight.

They can only come here when they have time, and they will bring the latest news every time.

"The saint was so angry that he smashed the head of the chief catcher Guo An with a paperweight..."

"The main hall has suffered heavy losses. We are dispatching manpower from various branch halls. The detectives who are investigating the case will all return..."

"The mourning hall where God Zhuge was arrested was splashed with feces and water, and many people in the family were complaining about him..."

"The matter has become serious. Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment have sent people. The monks blew up the tunnel when they left. Jingzhao Mansion has recruited a large number of civilians to dig..."

Zhang Biao remained silent and concentrated on handling the funeral.

…

October 25th, the end of frost.

Looking at the mountains in the south of the city, the clouds are low.

The terrain here rises high, like altars, overlooking the plain, and the scenery is myriad.

Except for Wanfu Mountain, the royal mausoleum in the north of the city, it is the best Feng Shui treasure place near Yujing City.

When Emperor Wu built the city, he moved 200,000 people, most of whom came from the rich south. Many people in the city were buried here after their deaths, as if they were looking at their hometown in the distance, so it was called Wangshan.

Paper money is flying everywhere, hurricanes are raining heavily.

"The auspicious time has come, lower the coffin!"

As the invited Mr. Yin and Yang shouted loudly, Zhang Biao and several men picked up the wooden sticks, hoisted the coffin and carefully lowered it into the tomb.

Sprinkle five-color soil, seal the hole, and fill it...

Everyone waved their shovels, and the loess slowly piled up.

Behind him, firecrackers sounded, and the wails of Wang family members echoed through the mountains and fields.

Just as Wang Captou's funeral was going on, there was also a turmoil in Yujing City...

…………

Tongzhengfang, opposite the six gates.

The original residence has been completely demolished. Hundreds of strong men are busy working there. There are piles of earth and rocks, mixed with rainwater and turned into mud.

Surrounded by a large group of black-armored soldiers.

They are Zuo Xiaowei, holding crossbows and looking solemn.

Hawkeye Xu Bai stood in the rain, letting the rain wet his body, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Bad handsome guy Jiao Xiong led a large number of bad guys, who were also busy. Occasionally he turned to look at Xu Bai and the others, complaining in his heart.

Even the masters of the six gates died so many, but he didn't want to go into the tunnel and face those crazy monks.

"Dig it through!"

Under the deep pit where the well water was drained, someone shouted excitedly...

…………

Yanfufang.

Bang!

The door of Yichong Manor was kicked open.

The chief catcher, Guo An, had a white gauze covering his forehead, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

"Mr. Guo arrests the head, what are you..."

Several leaders came over to ask tremblingly.

Before he could finish his words, he was pushed to the ground by Jin Wuwei who swarmed in.

"Search, don't let anyone go!"

Guo An's eyes were full of anger.

Fa Shan of Lian Hua Sect was captured near Yichong Manor. Regardless of whether they colluded or not, it was over, not to mention colluding with the Killing Cult.

But it was too late.

There is no way, those noble people who are related to Yi Chonghui have to take time to clear up the relationship, take back their own accounts, and interfere with it again and again.

Thinking of this, Guo An felt sad.

He was completely disappointed with the Liang Dynasty. At this moment, he only had one thought, which was revenge.

Soon, a sergeant stepped forward and said, "Report, we haven't found the leader of the thief."

"Where are the people!"

A young leader was slapped several times and cried: "After handling the funeral of women and children in the family, the president never showed up again. I really don't know..."

"Send documents to the sea to catch people!"

"Put them all in jail!"

…………

Taipingfang is still full of singing and dancing.

"Tsk, tsk, they are all bad people..."

Li Jia, the second young master of the Li Mansion, lay lazily on the railing, raised his head and drank a bottle of wine. He shook his head and said, "Just don't bother with them. You want to provoke those crazy monks."

As he said that, he turned around and said: "General Chu, the saint was furious and ordered several parties to jointly investigate. The Jinwu Guards are also among them. Do you still have the intention to drink here?"

"What can you do without drinking?"

Chu Shiyuan, who had changed into a foreign uniform, said with a sneer: "I don't know what the virtues of the Jinwu Guards, including the left and right Xiao Guards are, they are all just a bunch of losers."

"If the frontier veterans are here, I still have some thoughts. Even the masters of the six gates can't handle it. The tunnels below are complicated. Do I want to die..."

"Hehe, you are a bad person too."

Li Jia smiled frivolously, then staggered over and said in a seductive tone:

"General Chu, do you want to make a great contribution?"