My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Yuzhou City, Pear Garden.

Liyuan is the three most famous theaters in Yuzhou City. It sits east to west, and is surrounded by verandas on both sides of the north and south.

On the west side is an elegant and quaint archway.

Walking into the theater, the gray tiles and red columns are spectacular and beautiful.

At this time, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the pear garden, high-pitched and tactful, resounding like thunder.

Then the sound of the gongs and drums kept coming into my ears.

Just listening to the lyrics and chanting, sad and sad, the audience in the audience applauded, and there was a lot of noise.

Zhao Qingmei was sitting on the second floor in a plain white shirt, looking at the actors under the stage, her expression was as cold as water.

"Master!"

Not long after, the ghost-faced Buddha appeared behind her.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Qingmei took a sip of the tea.

"My subordinates are incompetent, I couldn't find this person." The ghost-faced Buddha quickly leaned over and said.

Tan Yun frowned and said: "I think this person may have just passed by Yuzhou City, maybe he has left now, otherwise, how could the masters of Ren Zong not be able to investigate?"

The Demonic Human Sect is an organization that claims to be comparable to the Human Emperor Tianluodiwang. Basically, it is not difficult to investigate a master of the second-rank realm, unless the person is a master of the royal family or other top forces.

What kind of existence does a master that Renzong have not been able to find out?

Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "Since there is no result, don't spend a lot of manpower and material resources. Do you have any news about the other thing I asked you to investigate?"

The ghost-faced Buddha said, "My subordinates made some investigations, but they found other information."

Zhao Qingmei tapped lightly on the table with her finger, but did not speak.

"Jiang Sanjia, the **** operator, is in Yuzhou City, and he is imprisoned in the Yuzhou dungeon."

"A prefect of Yuzhou should not have such great ability."

"The leader is wise, and Jiang Sanjia is jointly detained by Liu Haoping, the chief helmsman of the Cao Gang Yuzhou, and the prefect of Yuzhou, and the Cao Gang may be behind it..."

"Cao Gang?"

Zhao Qingmei's expression was like an ancient well, and she was calm.

Ghost-faced Buddha said solemnly: "Since the Cao Gang swallowed the Angry Whale Gang, its sphere of influence has spanned Jiangnan Road, Jinling Road, Jiangdong Road, and Yidao, and the gang has also expanded by hundreds of thousands. With the participation of the three monsters of the Western Mountains, Cangshan Feiying and other second-rank masters, the Cao Gang has soared in a short period of time. Its strength is one of the best among the five gangs. Coupled with the support of the four major chambers of commerce behind it, the prestige is so high that it is faintly visible. The power of the world's largest gang."

"It seems that I haven't come to Dayan from the Demon Cult for decades, and Dayan has changed the situation." Zhao Qingmei chuckled softly.

From the beginning to the end, his expression was light and cloudless, and he did not change at all.

"It's just a bunch of chickens and dogs." Tan Yun raised his head and snorted softly.

"Don't underestimate these four major chambers of commerce." The ghost-faced Buddha shook his head and said: "These four chambers of commerce are composed of merchants from Shanxi, Jiangnan, Jiangdong, and Nanshang, and behind them form a huge economic lifeline, among which Not only are there cloth, money shops, porcelain, silk, and even trade in the desert and grassland, it can basically be said that they occupy about 20% of Dayan's livelihood, and the entire Jiangnan Road will be shaken three times."

"And this prefect of Yuzhou, Cao Anmin, is just one of the characters in the Jiangnan merchants, not even the real core character."

The prefect of a city, and the prefect of such an important city as Yuzhou City, can't even enter the core of the Cao Gang, which is enough to show that the Cao Gang's high-level officials are very good.

Zhao Qingmei glanced at the actors below and asked, "What do they want to imprison this **** operator?"

The ghost-faced Buddha took a deep breath and said: "This is the core secret of the Cao Gang. In Yuzhou City, only Cao Anmin, the prefect of Yuzhou, and Liu Haoping, the chief helmsman of Yuzhou, know about it. The news I got is that the Cao Gang seems to be for one thing. Very old objects, possibly even dating back to the previous Zhou Dynasty."

"interesting."

Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly.

"Sect Master, what are we going to do now? Are we going to take food from the tiger's mouth?" Ghost-faced Buddha paused before saying, "Guigu Shenshu is a descendant of Ghost Valley, and Guigu's deduction of heavenly secrets will consume energy and effort in the body. The gods have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and their vitality has long been exhausted, and coupled with the destruction in the dungeon, there may not be enough energy to launch the murderer who killed the old leader..."

The Guigu faction is a very mysterious faction in the arena, and the **** operator Jiang Sanjia is one of the descendants.

"With his life."

Zhao Qingmei said faintly: "It can still be counted again, but this time the action should not be too large.

"My subordinate understands."

The ghost-faced Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly. "I have already investigated the situation of the Yuzhou dungeon. The dungeon has gathered many masters in Yuzhou City and members of the Cao Gang. These people are the elites selected by the Cao Gang."

"What we kill is the elite."

............

In the dark, silent cell, a damp, rancid smell wafts.

There are prisons on both sides of the long and narrow passage. The prisons are very simple, they are all made of stones, and there is only a straw mat on the bed in the corner.

The Yuzhou Prison is divided into two floors, the upper floor is full of ordinary prisoners, most of whom are stealing chickens and dogs, local gangsters, and they may be released after a few days of detention.

And the second basement floor is for felons. Most of these prisoners are extremely vicious criminals who will be executed when the time comes.

Extending to the depths of the second floor, there were fewer and fewer prisoners in the cells on both sides, and many of the cells were covered with blood stains and strange symbols on the walls.

Especially in the depths of the second floor, the air is damp and rancid, giving people a very gloomy feeling.

"Bangdang!" "Bangdang!"

At this time, the sound of iron vibrations was heard from the deepest cell.

"Brother Jiang, stop struggling. The more you struggle, the more you waste the vitality in your body."

A voice sounded.

I saw that the air of the cell was covered with dense iron chains. These dark iron chains had a strange luster and were obviously not made of ordinary iron.

These chains formed a chain of shackles that connected to the person in the center of the cell.

The man's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Next to him stood a middle-aged Confucian scholar in official robes. This person was Cao Anmin, the prefect of Yuzhou.

Yuzhou City is one of the major core cities in Jiangnan Road. To be the prefect of Yuzhou, it is not enough to have some talent, it also requires strength and a solid background.

And Cao Anmin's background is very strong and strong. It is the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce, and the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce is one of the four major chambers of commerce that control the Cao Gang.

Therefore, Cao Anmin had been in the prefect of Yuzhou for thirteen years, and he was unshakable.

"My body's vitality is gradually cut off, you seem to be more afraid than me?"

The hair was disheveled, and the frail man showed a pair of blood-red eyes.

Those eyes were red with blood, and in the silent prison, they were like a **** light in the abyss.

"Afraid?"

Cao Anmin laughed, "I'm really afraid. I'm afraid that Brother Jiang will die like this. I won't be able to do business by then, but it won't threaten me."

"All this time, I still have some admiration for you, Jiang Sanjia, and I didn't use any means..."

If Jiang Sanjia died, it would be very difficult for him to deal with each other, but if he threatened him like this, he would be underestimated by Cao Anmin.

Jiang Sanjia sneered, "Do you think I would be afraid of your methods?"

"A person who is not afraid of death is indeed not afraid of many things."

Cao Anmin took a deep breath, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "But, people who are not afraid of death may be afraid of other things."

"for example?"

"The **** in charge of Kunning Palace is very greedy for money. It's easy to send you in. What do you think?"

When Cao Anmin's voice fell, Jiang Sanjia's pupils shrank suddenly. There was someone in Kunning Palace who he didn't want to see the most in his life.

"Hahahahaha!"

Cao Anmin raised his head and laughed.

This laughter was indeed extremely mocking in Jiang Sanjia's ears.

"Brother Jiang, this dungeon is heavily guarded, and there are dungeon defenders and elite guards from the Cao Gang. Ordinary people can't get in at all. I advise you not to take chances."

"After all, you don't want to die either, or you'll die out of breath long ago. I'll give you the last time to think about it. After all, I can wait all the time, but some people can't."

After Cao Anmin finished speaking, he left the cell with his hands behind his back.

"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

Just as Cao Anmin walked out, the guard behind him closed the cell door again and put three iron locks on it.