Nightwatcher

Under the black robe, those hands stretched out spontaneously, and the palms inspired the cyclone, calling ~ Monk Hengyuan flew up uncontrollably, and threw it towards the death cyclone.

His eyes widened in pain, his skin dried up quickly, his blood flowed away, and his face deteriorated visible to the naked eye.

This familiar face, with a little bit of decay in his eyes, Heng Hui, who was walking toward death, watched this scene, his cruel face was a little moved, and his dark eyes were no longer cold and hard.

Peng Hengyuan was thrown out and hit the well arm heavily.

Heng Hui's left hand firmly held down his right arm, gnashing his teeth and said: "Don't kill him, don't kill my senior brother"

His face suddenly became cold, and he bewitched: "Heng Yuan is a monk, full of energy and blood, just to make up for the injury. Don't you want to take revenge? Don't you want to take revenge?"

Then, the cold expression disappeared, replaced by a painful struggle: "No, I can't kill him, he is my senior brother."

"Anyone in the world can be killed, why can't he be killed?"

"Anyone in the world can be killed, but he can't. He is my senior brother and the person I respect the most."

"What about Pingyang?"

"Pingyang"

His expression was cold and painful, as if two different personalities were arguing in his body. Following the stalemate, the blood vessels in his thick right arm glowed red, rising and falling, as if breathing.

Henghui's main personality seems to be suppressed, and coldness gradually gains the upper hand.

"Heng Hui," Heng Yuan said in a weary voice, "Do you remember the first mantra my brother taught you back then?"

The mind-purifying mantra Henghui resisted the out-of-control right hand, leaned against the wall of the well, and sat down slowly. Put your hands together and chant in a low voice.

After a long time, his hostility gradually calmed down, and his right arm was no longer restless.

Heng Hui opened her eyes, still with black pupils without whites. He stared at Hengyuan at the bottom of the dark well, with a hoarse voice:

"Brother, don't you want to know what happened to me a year ago, I'll tell you now."

"What's the maid's name?"

In the interrogation room, Xu Qi'an took a sip of tea and looked at the fidgeting oiran opposite.

"He'er" Ming Yan replied obediently.

She kept peeking at Xu Qi'an, and at the same time glanced at the closed door. As the chief oiran of Jiaofang, he has come into contact with many high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and knows where the Yamen of the Bandit is.

All the officials who are locked in will peel off their skin if they don't die, and a weak woman like her may face something more terrifying than death.

"When did she follow you?" Xu Qi'an's face was serious.

"Yes, it's been three or four years." She looked at Xu Qi'an in fear: "About three and a half years, I can't remember the exact time."

The man sat there with no expression on his face, with a sense of majesty and dignity. She didn't dare to breathe, and she was under tremendous pressure in her heart.

Why did this person change so much? Last night he was still a playboy.

After three and a half years, let someone check to find out which other women have entered the Jiaofang Division during this period of time. Xu Qi'an nodded:

"Who does she have close contacts with on weekdays?"

Ming Yan thought for a long time, and recalled a series of names at the same time.

After asking a few more words, Xu Qi'an looked at the official who was in charge of making notes, and the latter nodded.

"Thank you, Miss Ming Yan, for your cooperation. You can go now."

"Huh?" Happiness came so quickly like a tornado, she couldn't believe it for a while.

"I'll take you back to Jiaofang Secretary." Xu Qi'an got up and made a gesture of invitation.

Mingyan Huakui followed him out nervously until she walked to the gate of the yamen, and when she saw the carriage parked outside, she felt relieved and believed that she would really be sent back to Jiaofangsi instead of being sent to the yamen.

She immediately recovered her usual demeanor, and saluted gracefully: "Thank you, Mr. Xu."

Xu Qi'an stretched out his hand to pinch his plump buttocks: "Thank you for your kindness, you should show it with practical actions."

This man turned his face faster than a woman Ming Yan Huakui was a little shy and a little scared, and glanced at the carriage.

Xu Qi'an frowned, looking at the carriage and lost in thought.

The carriage stopped outside Jiaofangsi Hutong, and the lady Huakui got out of the carriage, and said softly: "Master Xu, come to Qingchiyuan for tea when you are free."

After throwing down a polite word, she immediately turned around and left, walking quickly, her skirt fluttering.

She was a little afraid of Xu Qi'an, of course not because of his hardness like 24K pure gold, nothing happened on the carriage.

She has always been more apprehensive of such moody people.

Xu Qi'an returned to the Yamen in a carriage and called a meeting of the core members of the team.

Soon, the three Yin Luo, Lu Qing, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, a total of six people were summoned by Xu Qi'an to the side hall.

"You already know the situation of Jiaofang Division last night." Xu Qi'an said.

Li Yuchun and the others nodded, having heard Song Tingfeng say it. I also know that in the end it was Si Tianjian who took the initiative to resolve the crisis.

As for why Song Tingfeng didn't report to the yamen, they tacitly didn't ask, because last night unfortunately, the person on duty was Zhu Jinluo.

Lu Qing stared at Xu Qi'an for a long time, looked at him with hairs, frowned and said: "Lu Butou, what's the matter?"

Lu Qing pursed her bright red lips, "How does your lord know that the Jiaofang Division hides the demon clan?"

The men showed understanding smiles, but Li Yuchun was the only one with a straight face, because he wasn't lustful enough and couldn't get along with them.

Xu Qi'an said solemnly: "During a night patrol, I used the Qi Watching technique to observe the Jiaofang Division, and found that there was a demonic aura."

"Why haven't I heard you report this matter?" Li Yuchun was taken aback.

"At that time, I didn't know what the green light represented. Later, I was sentenced to prison for beheading a bastard surnamed Zhu, and then..." Xu Qi'an shrugged.

Then you will become my subordinate. Although we have different opinions, I don't have to report to you anymore.

"Okay, I have something to tell you to do." Xu Qi'an slapped the list in his arms on the table:

"Boss, take someone to check the people on the list. They have close contacts with witches. Also, check the women who joined the Jiaofang Division four years ago, or who have become famous.

"Lu Butou, you lead people to search for Henghui from house to house, remember to be very careful."

After explaining, Xu Qi'an sat down and drank a glass of water, planning to report to Wei Yuan what happened to Jiaofang Secretary.

Feeling heart palpitations, he immediately left the side hall, entered the latrine, and took out the fragments of the book from the ground. The chat group of the book from the ground, which had been quiet for a long time, finally got online.

[Five: I'm here to repay the No. 3 debt. Well, we've finished exploring the abyss, and I discovered a big secret. 】

The other party mentioned himself on purpose, Xu Qi'an couldn't keep silent, and replied: [What secret? 】

[Five: What about you, have you decided to owe me a reward yet? 】

[Two: Let's talk and listen. 】

[Four: Oh, no problem. 】

[Five: Isn't No. 1 here? 】

[One: Yes. 】

After everyone expressed their opinions, the No. 5 letter said: [The seven tribes of the Gu tribe worked together, experienced many difficulties, and finally reached the extreme abyss after surviving the quest of dying and surviving]

[Two: Don't talk too much nonsense, just ask the question directly. 】

[5: We found a statue of a Confucian sage in the abyss, gazing into the abyss. 】

Confucian saint? The members of the Tiandihui were surprised at first, and then they all thought of number three, as an outstanding student of Yunlu Academy, he might know something.

But probably won't tell them and the debt owed to him is indebted somehow

[Five: Number three, you are a student of Yunlu Academy, you know something, right? 】

The members of the Tiandihui are very happy, and Number Five asked a good question.

How do I know, I'm also very surprised Xu Qi'an didn't answer directly, and entered the information: [Aside from the sculpture of a saint in Jiyuan, what else is there? Also, please describe in detail what the statue of the saint looks like. 】

This is all nonsense with little nutrition, purely for more information.

[Five: Apart from Gu Gods and various Gu insects in Jiyuan, there are only statues of saints, ah, I remembered that the eyebrows of the statues of saints were split, and the elders in the clan seemed very worried. 】

The eyebrows of the sage sculpture were split open, and the elders of the Gu clan were very worried. No. 2's heart moved: [You think the sage sculpture is suppressing the Gu god? Otherwise, why would there be statues of saints in the well-endowed abyss. 】

[Four: This possibility cannot be ruled out, it is extremely common to use statues, bronze sculptures, bronze wares and other media as sealing formations. In ancient times, the human emperor cast Jiuding, suppressed the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, and condensed the luck of the human race is the best example. 】

[One: The brows of the saint statue are cracked, does that mean the seal is unstable? So Gu God initially recovered. 】

[Four: There is this possibility. 】

This topic passed quickly, after all, the rank of Gu God and the southern border are too far away from everyone.

Xu Qi'an entered the information: [Number one, you haven't asked me about the Sangbo case recently, did you find any clues from the ancient books? 】

[One: There is no clue. 】

After finishing speaking, No. 1 dived silently.

The situation on No. 1 is a bit abnormal. He (she) obviously paid close attention to the Sang Bo case before, but after so many days, he (she) didn’t ask me about the progress of the case. Xu Qi’an entered the information: [No. 】

[Two: No, I will keep an eye out for you. 】

The sea of ​​people was vast, and it really wasn't that easy to find. Xu Qi'an was disappointed, but also felt that it should be taken for granted.

After discussing for a while, No. 4 and others expressed concern about No. 6's whereabouts, and called No. 9 Taoist Jinlian, but the Taoist did not respond.

The sun is so bright today, Taoist Master Jin Lian is probably lazily basking in the sun on the roof.

Xu Qi'an slandered inwardly, and suddenly saw Daoist Jin Lian bubbling: [Nine: Number three, come out to see me. 】

"Huh?" Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, then understood, put away the small jade mirror, left the latrine, and walked quickly to the door of the yamen.

He looked around the door for a while, and saw an orange cat standing across the street, with its tail raised high, quietly looking at the door of the policeman's yamen.

Xu Qi'an naturally walked over to the orange cat, but instead of looking at it, he looked around.

The orange cat said in a deep voice, "I found number six."

PS: The orange cat said in a deep voice: I am out of context.

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