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

"You mean Mr. Yan."

Sheng Qingzhi asked, stroking his beard.

"I know this person. He is the second-in-command of the Changfeng Club. Xiao Hao from the Changfeng Club is mine... Speaking of which, this second Yan Laoer is indeed a bit weird. Xiao Hao and the other gangsters from the Changfeng Club who entered the mountain Everyone died on the mountain, but he was the only one who survived and brought back the mandrill’s head. This person is indeed a bit suspicious."

"This Yan Lao Er has mediocre martial arts. The Feiyun Thirteen Cavalry, Changfeng Hui, Shen Ax Gang, and Zhuhua Hui all collapsed in the mountains. Chiling Taoist was seriously injured. The group of people who entered Siding Mountain suffered heavy casualties, but he was the only one who suffered heavy casualties. He was able to escape and even took the mandrill's head to claim the reward. Magistrate Sheng, this man must be arrested and tortured."

Yang Yunjiao asked loudly: "I don't know if this Yan Laoer is still in the city. I suggest that we take this person down now."

"After he entered the city, he ran to the He family to ask for the reward of ten thousand taels. The He family didn't give it, so he got into a fight with the He family people, injured several people from the He family, and then escaped in a panic. Outside the city.”

Sheng Qingzhi said in a calm tone: "I know about this, but if you take someone directly on the street, you will inevitably get noticed. So I ordered the government official's official to follow him secretly, preparing to find an opportunity to capture this person secretly. I expected that he would cheat on the way and get rid of the policemen I sent."

"This Yan Laoer is an old man, and he is quite cautious in his actions. Ordinary government officials would find it difficult to do anything to this person."

Yang Yunjiao laughed proudly: "Please rest assured, Lord Magistrate, I will lead people to capture this second Yan. Even if he has great abilities and can fly with wings, he will not be able to escape my pursuit."

Sheng Qingzhi nodded when he heard what he said.

"Then I'll bother Yang Baihu."

He said this, but he was murmuring in his heart.

Yang Yunjiao appeared to be a master of wisdom in front of him, but Sheng Qingzhi had no confidence in this person.

"He actually only asked about Yan Laoer. There are many doubts about Sidingshan, and Yan Laoer is just one of them... In addition to He Ping from the He family who disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown, there are also Qi Baiyi from the Huma Gang, Fei Fei Yun Shisanqi couldn't even find a body, and he didn't mention any of these points. Is this person really capable, or is he just a fool?"

It has been more than 300 years since the Dayou Dynasty was established as the capital. The Evil Slayer Division was also personally appointed by the first You Emperor. In the past, this organization, which was personally managed by the Dayou royal family, did bear the responsibility of supervising the evil and turmoil in the world, and it has always been loyal. Duty and conscientiousness.

However, the Dayou Dynasty was becoming increasingly corrupt, and those bad officialdom habits were growing like a disease inside and outside the court. Even the Evil Slayer Division was affected by the atmosphere of the court.

Today's evil-killing department may not necessarily symbolize "uprightness, integrity, and integrity." There will be all kinds of frictions and intrigues. As the saying goes, "If a bone is thrown to the ground, a dog will fight for it." As long as there is an exchange of interests in the world, It's hard to say what is fair and upright.

Sheng Qingzhi also knew very well that the current Evil Slayer Division was a mixed bag, with both good and bad internally. He just didn't know if this Yang Yunjiao was sent here by his nephew Sheng Yuzhou...

"My nephew Yuzhou, I don't know whether to ask this person for help or to cause trouble for me."

Sheng Qingzhi was also helpless. Fortunately, this Yang Yunjiao was not useless... This man must have the identity of a member of the Evil Slayer Division and a Yujing Heavenly Guard. As long as he held the "Night Bat Order", he could mobilize nearby people. The inspection department's soldiers and horses solved the problem of lack of men and horses under his command.

"Xiao Hao's death is like breaking my arm. The people who are hiding behind the scenes and causing these battles know me very well. I'm afraid there are powerful people behind Siding Mountain who are secretly operating..."

During this period, Sheng Qingzhi became more and more suspicious, and his intuition told him that a storm was coming in Sui'an City.

"We have to guard against it!"

He sighed inwardly, knowing that he had to prepare in advance.

…

In the dark night, a figure walked through the mountains and forests.

This person was none other than Yan Laoer. There was cold sweat on his forehead and his face was a little pale. This was because he was targeted by officials from the Sui'an City Government Office. He was stabbed on his right arm and lost some blood. Although the wound had been bandaged. Okay, but still aching.

"These gangsters in the government offices are also crazy. They do anything bad, but they want to get in trouble with me."

Yan Laoer's steps were in a hurry. He recalled his experience and felt quite confused.

"Why is there something fishy about this matter? Let's not talk about the government officials... Then what happened to the He family? I took the mandrill to exchange for the bounty, but they didn't keep their promise and even found someone to kick me out. It’s okay to just kick him out, but he still reported it to the official.”

When he failed to ask for the reward money, he planned to leave Sui'an City. On the way, he found someone following him. Yan Laoer clashed with those who were following him. During the fight, he discovered that they were government officials.

These yamen officials all changed into plain clothes, thinking that they could hide it from Yan Laoer. Who would have expected that their identities were exposed by the uniform soap boots under their feet and the official knives in their hands.

Yan Laoer was also an old man in the martial arts world. The opponent was heavily outnumbered and powerful, and it was difficult for him to defeat the four-handed opponent with his fists. If he couldn't beat him, he would have to run away. He used a little trick to escape from the hands of a group of government officials, and hurriedly fled into the mountains. among.

Yan Laoer was not a fool. When he was out of danger, his mind became more active.

"That's wrong... I seem to have remembered something wrong? Speaking of which, what did I do in Siding Mountain? Also, why did I go to Siding Mountain and kill a mandrill?"

The more he thought about it, the more doubts he had in his mind. His memories of the past few days were like a fog. When he thought deeply, the memories dispersed like fog and shadows, making it impossible to figure it out.

Suddenly, Yan Laoer's footsteps stopped.

"You were running so fast that you were in such a hurry that you didn't even know what you were running into?"

He walked to a hilltop and had been driving for several hours. Yan Laoer also planned to take a rest, especially when he noticed the light of fire in front of him.

"Those officials thought I fell into the water and used the water to escape. They are probably still searching along both sides of the river... In this case, we will settle here tonight."

Yan Laoer walked towards the light of the fire. There was a mountain temple in this barren mountain. The plaque of the ruined temple had fallen to nowhere. There was a gap in the stone steps, and half of the door was broken. The other half was barely holding on crookedly. . The pale yellow firelight shines out inside, swaying in the wind from time to time.

At this time, he faintly smelled the aroma of barbecue, as if he was roasting pheasant. Yan Laoer suddenly moved his index finger and his mouth watered.

He strode into the dilapidated temple, expecting to meet some hunters entering the mountain. Who knew that there was a bonfire burning alone in the dilapidated temple, and there was no one around.

"Where are the people?"

Yan Laoer was stunned for a moment. There was a wooden stick in front of the campfire with a plucked pheasant strung on it. There were also some sundries around, as well as several bundles of bundled firewood and packed luggage.

He was surprised. This scene in the mountain temple is bizarre. It feels like there were a few woodcutters sitting here before, but something happened and these people left inexplicably...

The roast chicken kept sizzling in front of the fire, and the fat dripped down, causing the flames to jump up from time to time.

Yan Laoer was confused. From the clues at the scene, he deduced that the people here must have left not long ago, because the roast chicken was not burnt yet.

"In other words, this group of people encountered an accident and left in a hurry, without even having time to take away their luggage."

A "bang" sound came from outside the door, and the broken wooden door of the mountain temple was kicked into pieces. There was a roar, a strong wind blew in the face, and the bonfire was almost extinguished.

Before Yan Laoer could react, he saw a fist directly in front of him. It suddenly grew from a black dot to a fist that filled his field of vision.

Oops!

Yan Laoer only felt that his senses were slowing down, and the fist fell like lightning. Suddenly, his vision went dark, and his chest was hit by something as if it was about to explode, but his body was flying in the air. After a brief moment of soaring into the clouds, he was gone. Fell down.

"Snapped!"

A thick-soled official boot stepped on his face, and a sharp and sinister voice sounded in his ears.

"You're such a good Yan Laoer, you're really good at hiding. I chased you for three days and three nights before I finally caught you!"

Yan Laoer received a punch and his chest hurt terribly. He guessed that his sternum must have been broken several times and his consciousness was a little blurry. However, this sharp and vicious voice still awakened his reason.

(Wait a minute...what do you mean by this? Three days and three nights. Didn't I just leave Sui'an City for less than four hours?)

Yan Laoer was about to think deeply when a sharp pain like a needle pricked his forehead, and he almost fainted.

Just then, someone grabbed his hair and dragged him up from the ground.

Yan Laoer gasped for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and found that he was tied to a thick jujube wood pillar in the mountain temple.

In front of him stood a young man dressed as a military attache, and behind him were several subordinates wearing the same uniform.

"Yan Laoer, don't pretend to be dead!"

Yang Yunjiao used the scabbard to push up Yan Laoer's chin.

"Are you a rat? You are really good at hiding... Tell me, where have you been hiding in the past two days? Tell me, if you don't say anything, I will remove your jaw and cut your tongue. You will Never speak again."

With a "splash" sound, a figure rolled in from the window of the mountain temple. As soon as the figure landed on the ground, he knelt in front of Yang Yunjiao.

"Boss, I was patrolling outside to investigate, and I found something wrong with this place. At the foot of the mountain, there were several corpses with strange looks."

"Strange death?"

Yang Yunjiao stopped, looked at this subordinate, and asked doubtfully: "What kind of weird method?"

"These people were all woodcutters who went into the mountain to collect firewood. There are still their luggage in the temple. They all died at the foot of the mountain, and their bodies were hidden in a hidden place in the dense forest."

The henchman lowered his head.

"I checked their bodies and found that these people used each other's hatchets to cut each other's necks and kill each other to death..."

"Cannibalism?"

Yang Yunjiao was slightly startled, and he glanced at Yan Laoer next to him suspiciously.

"Could it be this guy who did it? He has such ability."

"Of course he doesn't have this ability anymore."

Outside the mountain temple, a low and hoarse voice, like a beast's roar, rang out.

"I killed all those woodcutters. Hey, hey, in this wilderness of mountains and wild forests, I didn't expect to encounter the court's eagle dogs. No...it turned out to be the ghost bats of the evil-killing department. Okay, okay, I'm also making a big profit today. .”

"who?"

Yang Yunjiao's eyes sharpened, he raised his head and said sternly: "What kind of evil heretic? Come in if you have the ability. Don't stay outside and pretend to be gods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain temple seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and the bonfire was extinguished. Suddenly, a wet and smelly smell of animal hair came along the night wind. Everyone's eyes were blurred at first, and then they looked intently again. From the temple door, A big cat covered in long hair jumped out.

"Tiger...Tiger?!"

Yang Yunjiao's men cried out, and he himself was in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes. What kind of big cat was this? It was clearly a tiger with hair shaped like a raincoat and a huge body. A giant tiger with such a size was simply It's like it's transformed into a mountain spirit, not an ordinary beast.

"Your grandpa, I am not a tiger."

The giant tiger in coir raincoat opened its big mouth, and a ball of black mud squirmed from its mouth and turned into a human face.

"I am Tu Du, one of the twenty-eight spiritual envoys of the four directions of the Mud Sect. Since you are members of the imperial court, there is no way you can even think of leaving this place today. After your death, you will return to the underworld before entering the underworld. You need to remember my name, lest you become a fool after death!"