The Bloody Taoist

Early the next morning, He Qingni came to Qintian Prison alone.

Sure enough, as expected, the entrance to the Qintian Prison seemed more lively this time than last time, and there was a faint aura of imminent rain.

At the gate of Qintian Prison, patrol messengers from all directions came and went in an endless stream.

They may be walking alone or in groups. Some are wearing monk robes and holding Zen staffs. Some are wearing Taoist crowns and fluttering clothes. They are obviously members of the Taoist sect; while more are all kinds of monks. Their bodies are different from those of ordinary people. They may be as tall and thin as bamboos, or as short and strong as iron towers. There are even some people who are filled with a faint evil spirit, looking neither human nor evil, which is quite strange.

Each of these monks walked hastily, with anxiety in their eyes. The whole scene was filled with a tense atmosphere, which made people feel oppressive.

He Qingni didn't find any familiar faces among these monks, so he walked directly into the gate of Qintian Prison and walked straight to the Feng Pavilion, where the mission was handed over.

The Feng Pavilion was even more crowded today.

Inspection messengers from all over the country gathered here, and many people gathered in front of the task list, eagerly checking the newly released tasks.

He Qingni mingled in the crowd and listened to the discussions around him. As expected, everyone was discussing the strange phenomenon that had just appeared a year ago.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, I heard that you encountered a strange situation in Xia'anzhou. Can you tell us a little about it so that we can have a better understanding?"

"That's not a mysterious realm, it's just a small secret realm."

The monk surnamed Huang waved his hands, as if he didn't care, but he continued, "However, Fellow Daoist Qiu has been to the strange land of Yu Country, and he is most familiar with the situation there."

"Hey, I really don't have much to say about that experience. The mysterious land of Yu Country has been explored for hundreds of years. It is said that there is a remaining ruins called Jiulong Island. Other than that, there is nothing else."

An old man shook his head and sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"That's not bad, Lao Qiu, tell me about the situation on Kowloon Island!"

"That's right, don't hide it, tell everyone!"

The people around Daoist Qiu all agreed, with longing in their eyes.

He Qingni stood aside, agreeing on the surface, but couldn't help but snicker in his heart.

"These guys don't know as much as I do. They all seem to be 'newcomers'."

Seeing that these people could not provide any more useful information, He Qingni simply walked to the hall and asked the clerk for a list of tasks for the day.

Most of the tasks listed on the list are related to strange situations, but there are very few tasks that do not leave the city. Moreover, it is basically difficult for He Qingni and Zuo Yinyang to meet the requirements of those tasks.

So, He Qingni inquired some more, communicated with other inspectors for a while, and went back and forth. It was not until noon that he left Qintian Prison with some useful information.

Back in the courtyard, after Zuo Yinyang heard the news brought back by He Qingni, he was not in a hurry, but said calmly: "Fellow Daoist He, since there is no suitable mission for you and me, then you can go and have a look in two days."

A few days passed, and He Qingni visited Qintian Prison several times, and even the clerk at the door recognized him.

Zhang Mansion in the east of the city.

Zhang Yuanwai looked at Liu Erzhu in front of him with a smile on his face. There was some sincere concern in his tone, but also a hint of imperceptible urging: "Erzhu, you are not young, and your life is stable now. , you should take your son to live with you as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if others know that the biological son of the purchasing steward of my house is still working as a slave for others, where will my reputation be put if this news spreads? "

Hearing this, Liu Erzhu couldn't help but feel a little bored. Ever since he became the housekeeper in the Zhang Mansion, Zhang Yuanwai has mentioned this matter from time to time, as if urging him to take back his son has become a top priority.

However, he still had a helpful expression on his face and replied respectfully: "Brother Zhang is right. I will go find my boy in the next two days and I will definitely convince him to go home with me."

Despite his respectful words, Liu Erzhu was full of doubts.

Ever since he became the purchasing steward of the Zhang Mansion, Zhang Yuanwai has been particularly concerned about him, especially regarding his son, who has been mentioned frequently.

Zhang Yuanwai's attitude made him feel vaguely uneasy, but he could only bite the bullet and agree.

On this day, Liu Erzhu left the gambling house and set foot on the road to Shifang Inn again.

As soon as he entered the inn, the guys recognized him and hurried to the kitchen to report him.

Liu Baozi couldn't help but feel depressed when he heard that his father was here again.

Ever since he learned that his father was still addicted to gambling, he decided to stay in the inn, keeping in mind Uncle Liu's advice: if he followed his father back, sooner or later he would be sold for his gambling debts.

"The innkeeper wants to see me?" Liu Erzhu was a little confused when he heard his son's words, but he didn't think much about it and followed his son to the backyard.

As soon as he entered the backyard, Liu Erzhu saw a strange young man sitting in the courtyard like a hill. He was the rumored young master of the Zuo family, Zuo Yinyang.

Seeing this scene, Liu Erzhu couldn't help but feel a little scared. He quickly saluted Zuo Yinyang respectfully and said: "I have met Mr. Zuo. Thank you for taking care of Quan Zi for many days.

I came here specifically today to ask the young master to show me your noble hand and let me take my son back.

If there are any fees, please let me know. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Baozi hurriedly interrupted: "Master, I won't go back with him! I never said I wanted to leave the inn!"

Zuo Yinyang looked at the emotional Liu Baozi and said gently: "Don't worry, Baozi, I understand what you mean.

You go out first, I will talk to your father alone."

After Su Li led the worried Liu Baozi out of the backyard, Zuo Yinyang turned to Liu Erzhu, with a gentle smile on his face and a gentle tone:

"Mr. Liu, please sit down, let's talk slowly.

I heard that you are now a housekeeper in the Zhang Mansion in the east of the city. It is not easy to get such a job in such a wealthy family in the east of the city.

I don't know how you got to know Mr. Zhang. Can you tell me in detail?

I also want to consider whether to let Baozi go back with you."

After hearing this, Liu Erzhu began to exaggerate his experience one by one, spitting and trying his best to portray a glorious image that was appreciated by Mr. Zhang.

Zuo Yinyang listened, but thought to himself: "It seems that my guess is correct, there is indeed a problem here."

Due to his professional habits in his previous life, he never easily believed in goodwill without reason, especially such seemingly accidental opportunities, which he thought were standard scams.

Zuo Yinyang was basically sure that this was the means by which those evil witches approached him through mortals.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yinyang subconsciously twisted his neck and paid attention to his surroundings.

He forced a psychological hint in his heart to keep him alert at all times, reminding him that there was a silent Mo Xin beside him, and any of his actions were under the surveillance of this person.

Just now, after Mo Xin checked that Liu Erzhu was just an ordinary mortal, he went back to the room and did not continue to monitor.

In his opinion, this person was just an ordinary person and did not pose any threat.

These monks from famous sects would subconsciously ignore ordinary mortals. In their eyes, only monks could pose a threat to monks.

Mortals are just ants.

These evil witches are taking advantage of this mentality of darkness under the lamp to approach Zuo Yinyang through mortals.

Now Zuo Yinyang is ready to use this in turn. He has to find a way to get in touch with these evil witches so that he can start his first step of the plan.

After Liu Erzhu finished speaking, Zuo Yinyang nodded, as if he agreed, but also as if he was thinking, and then smiled and said: "Well, Mr. Liu, I have a letter here, you take it back and read it, and by the way, ask Mr. Zhang to help you with your advice.

Let's talk about this today, and we will discuss the leopard's matter another day."

After that, he took out a letter that had been prepared long ago from his sleeve and stuffed it into Liu Erzhu's hand. In Liu Erzhu's puzzled eyes, Zuo Yinyang personally sent him out of the inn.

Hearing Zuo Yinyang's nonsense words, Liu Erzhu could only take the letter and leave the inn temporarily. He was a little confused about what this boss Zuo meant!

Before leaving, Zuo Yinyang did not forget to remind him: "Mr. Liu, remember to ask your family's staff to help you with your advice."

Liu Erzhu left Shifang Inn with a letter in his hand and full of doubts.

He really couldn't figure out what this mysterious Mr. Zuo was planning, but he could only suppress his doubts temporarily and decided to go back and think about it later.