Chapter 471

Chapter 471

Sheriff's Office.

In the inner hall, a dignified and beautiful woman dressed in a long gown dignifiedly heads up.

Several handsome boys offered tea, kneaded their shoulders, and waited attentively.

The woman is the current governor of Lingjun County.

Zhuang hates jade.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the women below:

"Already seen it?"

"Yes." The woman bowed and said:

"The sisters and brothers of the Tian family have good skins, but unfortunately..., I have entrusted the matter to them according to my lord's instructions."

"That's good." Zhuang Henyu picked up the teacup, took a sip, waved the boy back, and said:

"Their elder sister and I finally got to know each other. It's hard to lose face, and the Tian family begged me to suppress one or two."

"Ah……"

She shook her head helplessly:

"It's better to drive them away, so as not to be in a dilemma."

"But my lord." The woman raised her head and said:

"What if they really took down that monster?"

"It's not that simple." Zhuang Henyu's face remained unchanged:

"That guy belongs to Lord Yinshan. As long as they are not stupid, they don't dare to provoke them. At most, they should be driven away."

"In this way, I can save a little trouble."

"My lord." The woman frowned, and her voice was not angry:

"Mr. Yin Shan has been too arrogant recently. He even dares to stretch out your hand, my lord."

"Hmm..." Zhuang Henyu narrowed her eyes when she heard the words, lightly clasped the armrest with one hand, and then hummed softly after a pause:

"No problem!"

"A little bit of blood, let it go, as long as it's not too much, don't bother with him."

Although she is not afraid of Yin Shanjun, she has learned how difficult the other party is, so it doesn't hurt to bear it.

"Yes!" The woman answered with a bow.

"Report!"

At this time, there was a sudden shout from outside.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Henyu frowned:

"Come in!"

"Yes." A female police officer stepped in, cupped her hands and said:

"I'm reporting to the Governor, I'll report that the demon who recently took the virgin soul has been taken down by the Tian sisters."

"Beheaded on the spot!"

"Oh!" Zhuang Henyu's beautiful eyes flashed:

"So fast?"

A sorcerer who relied on blood essence and longevity to cast spells was not in her eyes.

But behind him is Yinshan county lieutenant.

The Tian family siblings...

How bold!

"They probably don't know the background of the person they killed." The woman in the hall frowned and said:

"My lord, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry about it." Zhuang Henyu smiled casually:

"This matter is now over, and it should be announced to the whole city, which can be regarded as a reputation for their siblings."

"The thing about the shopping street..."

"The commercial street involves more than ten merchants, and it is not so quick to negotiate, so let people delay it first."

"yes!"

The woman should be, and she sighed again.

Announcing the whole city seems to be a show of strength for the Tian brothers and sisters, but it is actually telling Lord Yinshan who is the murderer.

This is to push the two young people out of the way.

After all, the Tian siblings are still too young, lack experience in dealing with people, and have no foundation.

Once you leave the family's protection, break into the dangerous outside world, and face old fried dough sticks, you don't know how they died.

Pity.

The little brother of the Tian family was born with a good skin.

Thinking of this, the woman felt a nameless hotness in her heart, and she decided to wait until she went to Baixianglou to find a man to vent her anger.

…………

The mountain city is dark.

A convoy of dozens of people is busy in front of the inn, unloading goods, harnessing horses, and arranging meals.

The crowd is noisy.

Inside the inn, the boy and shopkeeper with pale complexions looked attentive.

back kitchen.

A few fat-headed cooks had weird smiles on their faces, and put maggots, dirty blood, etc. into the pot.

When the lid of the pot was lifted, there were steaming white steamed buns one by one, dishes that whetted the appetite.

"The food is here!"

"The wine is here!"

"Guest officers, please use it slowly!"

The boy lowered his head, shook his head, put a jar of ashes on the table, and poured out a full bottle of wine.

"Thanks!"

The merchant who pledged the goods nodded, took out a few copper plates and handed them over as rewards.

"Thank you for the reward!" The servant shouted with red eyes.

"Go, I've got something to call you!"

"yes!"

"Master." Among the merchants, one of them covered his forehead with his hand, shook his head lightly, and said in a muffled voice:

"How do I feel, a little dizzy?"

Blinking, the food on the table in front of him turned into maggots wriggling among the withered grass.

Rest assured, everything is back to normal.

"Did you get blinded?"

In the county office in the distance.

Yin Shanjun Su Hu was dressed in court clothes, sitting in the middle, bowing to each of his left hands:

"I have heard the name of the Saintess of Nansong for a long time, and I am lucky to see you today."

"Senior Su was joking." The woman sitting in the seat was dressed in tulle, with icy muscles and fine bones, picturesque eyebrows, beautiful eyes flashing, and said with a coquettish laugh:

"The little girl has really heard about senior's name for a long time, and this time she is ordered to come here to see the beauty of senior."

"Fortunately!"

"Haha..." Yin Shanjun stroked his beard and laughed loudly:

"Don't dare to be."

"I don't know why the saint came here, but if Su can do it, he will definitely do his best."

Although he was polite, his expression was vigilant.

Luojiao is not an ordinary Jianghu sect. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are many masters in the sect. The key is that it has never been the master of peace of mind, and it will cause turmoil in the past dynasties.

Especially in troubled times.

It's time for it to wreak havoc!

Although Nansong, the Saintess of Luojiao, has emerged in the past ten years, he dare not underestimate her.

Dare to enter Yinshan County alone, the strength and courage are already extraordinary.

"Hee hee..." Nan Song smiled coquettishly when he heard the words, as if he hadn't noticed the vigilance in the other party's eyes:

"To be honest, the little girl came here to ask for something!"

"Oh!" Yin Shanjun nodded:

"tell me the story."

"A few years ago, I taught disciples to recruit a group of people in Qizhou, named Youshan Army, but for some reason, it aroused the fear of the imperial court, and even sent a large army to encircle and suppress them." Nan Song sighed, helplessly said:

"This is a misunderstanding. The Youshan army has absolutely no objection. I heard that the senior has an old relationship with the state shepherd."

"I don't know if I can write a handwritten letter to explain a thing or two for me?"

"This..." Yin Shanjun's complexion changed slightly:

"Su Mou shouldn't refuse the invitation of the Holy Maiden, but Qizhou Zhoumu and I have been friends in the early years."

"Since Su gave up his physical body, turned to the ghost way and established this Yinshan County, he broke up with me."

"My letter will only add fuel to the fire. I'm afraid it won't help but cause unnecessary trouble."

"Really?" Nan Song's beautiful eyes flashed:

"But how did I hear that the physical nephews of the senior are now working under the state shepherd."

"Su has long since given up his body, why would he have a nephew, let alone a bloodline?" Yin Shanjun's face remained unchanged:

"Those people have long since had nothing to do with Su."

He must never write this letter.

wrote.

Doesn't it mean that Yinshan County has something to do with Luojiao?

At that time, Zhou Mu of Qizhou is afraid that he will really cut off his robes, and even kill his relatives.

But Luo Jiao's face cannot be easily refuted.

Not to mention that Luojiao is not easy to provoke, back then, I owed a favor to the elder Luojiao.

Fortunately, Nansong didn't force it. He pursed his lips and said with a smile:

"That being the case, forget it."

"call……"

Yin Shanjun breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

"Senior." Nansong's beautiful eyes turned, and a topic was thrown out:

"I don't know how you see the general trend of the world today?"

"This..." Yin Shanjun's mouth twitched:

"I'm just a casual person now, I just want to be happy for a while, the general situation of the world is really unclear."

"Senior is too modest." Nan Song shook his head:

"When you are in prison, you can abandon your physical body and set up another Yin Cao. The senior's vision is really brilliant."

Then he said:

"The Great Zhou Dynasty has been handed down for many years now, and it is not many years before the 300-year cycle."

"Coupled with the control of power by relatives, selfish abuses, natural disasters and man-made disasters, I'm afraid it's the end of the dynasty!"

"Holy maiden, be careful." Yin Shanjun's expression became serious:

"Now Your Majesty is wise, accepts advice outright, and all officials are loyal, so the affairs of the court will not end like this."

"Hee hee..." Nan Song's beautiful eyes looked:

"This word, the senior himself believes?"

"My teacher once said that if it wasn't for the great change decades ago, Da Zhou would have perished long ago."

"Speaking of which, the younger generation's time in teaching is too short, and they are quite curious about what happened decades ago..."

"Holy****** Tiger suddenly tightened his body, interrupted her, his eyes widened, and his expression was several times more serious than when he mentioned the end of the dynasty just now:

"Don't mention what happened decades ago."

"Really?" Nan Song raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised by the other party's expression but felt it was natural.

no matter who.

As long as he has experienced the events of the past, he will never mention it, and it is always like facing a big enemy.

Even her master, that high and mighty existence in Luojiao, is the same.

Dread, fear.

Decades ago, what happened to make all the masters in the world like this.

Even after so many years, you dare not even mention it?

"Let him pass on the past." Yin Shanjun said with a complicated expression:

"It's a good thing not to mention it."

"Really." Nan Song thought about it.

"grown ups."

At this time, the voice of the ghost servant came from outside the hall:

"The food is ready!"

"Submit it!"

"yes!"

With an order, two dinner plates, which were as square as a meter, were carried to the lobby by 'people'.

On the dinner plate were two living people sitting cross-legged.

The two breathed evenly, their eyes were closed tightly, and they seemed to be in a deep sleep, and they didn't know they were being carried.

Judging by their attire, these two people are obviously businessmen who entered the county not long ago.

"Sufficient energy and blood, abundant essence." Yin Shanjun's throat rolled, and he politely cited Nansong:

"Holy Maiden of Nansong, invite you first!"

"Senior, you're being polite." Nan Song smiled coquettishly, then flicked his fingers, and a black thread fell on one of them.

"Shua!"

The black line pulled outward.

next moment.

As if the energy and energy were taken away, the flesh and blood of the person on the dinner plate melted instantly, turning into a dead bone.

Seeing this, Yin Shanjun's eyelids twitched, his mouth opened, and a gust of wind engulfed the other person.

When the dark wind dissipated at the scene, he swallowed it in his mouth, leaving only a few clothes on the dinner plate.

"continue!"

"yes."

"elder brother!"

Before the second 'dish' was served, a gust of wind rushed in from the outside, revealing his figure.

The person who came was plump, with a face like a disk, and was crying:

"Brother, one of my concubines was killed!"

Lord Yinshan frowned, and said displeasedly: "Didn't you see that I was entertaining guests? What's going on, who did it?"

"Brother." The visitor curled his lips and said:

"The soul lamp went out, it was killed in Ling County."

"Ling County?" Lord Yinshan was taken aback:

"It shouldn't be, Zhuang Henyu should..., did you send someone to go to Ling County to play the autumn wind?"

"I told you before, if you want spirit essence, just go to the villages and towns below, not Ling County!"

"It seems that someone is not giving seniors face." Nan Song's beautiful eyes rolled, and she said softly:

"Thanks to the kind hospitality, juniors might as well help seniors solve this trouble."

"Small things, don't bother the saint." Since it is impossible for Lord Yinshan to let Luo Jiao intervene in his own affairs, he is afraid that it will be shit or shit, so he waved his hand immediately:

"Jackdaw!"

"exist."

In the shadow, one person stepped out.

"Take a few errands and go to Ling County to see what's going on."

"yes!"

The dark wind swept past, and the figure disappeared without a trace.