"Boy, what do you want from our Demon Suppression Department?"
Yang Guang looked at the young government servant and asked casually.
"Several officials are coming from the south, and the county magistrate would like to invite them to meet and discuss important matters." The immature government official replied quickly.
"We can wait until we meet Mr. Tong before meeting the county magistrate." Qi Yuan said casually.
To investigate the cause of Tong Youwei's death and find Tong Tianyou, we also need to obtain some clues from the county magistrate.
The young government servant's face showed a look of joy: "I'm just waiting here for you guys."
Finally, the people from the Demon Suppression Department were invited, and the young yamen officer was very excited.
According to what the county magistrate said, the Demon Suppression Department is the most powerful in Fengyuan and specializes in slaying demons. Maybe it can break the siege of Zhenyang.
Zhenyang has become an isolated city for three years.
The people of Zhenyang have been suffering from evil spirits for a long time.
Under the leadership of the steward, a group of people headed towards the depths of the Tong Mansion.
The deeper you go, you can see burly guards patrolling with strong blood energy from time to time.
They wore soft armor, fine swords hung from their waists, and were well-dressed.
"Your Tong family is very well guarded. How could a monster invade and kill Tong Youwei without knowing it?" Yang Guang couldn't help but ask.
In just a short moment, he saw no less than fifty private soldiers patrolling.
Tong Mansion is more like a large manor than a courtyard, and even has a martial arts arena.
The steward lowered his head and said: "Young people don't know about this, but there are rumors... that there is a thief in our Tong Mansion.
At that time, after the death of Young Master Youwei, the Master was furious and purged all the slaves, and any suspects would be beaten to death."
Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but said: "This game is still too rigid. There should be a mission for us to find out the cause of death of these people who were killed with sticks, so that there can be a reversal."
An Qiao quickly echoed: "The master's life is life, but the slave's life is not?"
Yang Guang smiled, but said with a sigh: "No wonder everyone wants to be a family member. They have everything from soldiers to food and fields. This Tong family is like a small royal family."
The communication between the three of them was through sound transmission.
Otherwise, if the steward hears this, he will think that the imperial court is here to suppress the Tong Mansion and charge him with rebellion.
Maybe, if you want to get out of the Tong Mansion, you will have to fight.
As a local lord, Tong Mansion has nearly a thousand soldiers and hundreds of armored soldiers.
These forces cannot be underestimated.
About a quarter of an hour later, everyone walked around and finally arrived at the residence of Master Tong.
Outside the courtyard, there were many maids standing, all with gloomy expressions.
It seems that he is worried about the young master being kidnapped by the demon clan.
The steward couldn't help crying at this time: "Our ancestors have been working in the Tong family for generations. If the young master cannot come back and the Tong family is separated, where will we go?"
His sadness is not fake.
After all, being a slave in a wealthy family like Tong Mansion is much better and more respectable than having a mud-legged job.
"Let's go and see your master." Qi Yuan said.
About a few dozen breaths later, in an antique house.
Qi Yuan and others filed in and looked at the Tong family master who was leaning on the bed.
Mr. Tong is sixty years old, very old, and his breathing is weak.
A woman with white hair sat on the edge of the bed, crying.
This woman was just over forty years old, her skin was well maintained, but she also had white hair.
This woman is Mrs. Tong who went to Wangshan Temple to kowtow and ask for medicine.
Seeing the person coming, Mr. Tong opened his cloudy eyes: "Sir, you must bring my grandson back.
If you bring it back... there will be a heavy reward."
Mr. Tong waved his hand.
The steward gave the order, and after about a few dozen breaths, several burly soldiers entered the room carrying wooden boxes.
The wooden box was opened, and inside was white silver and some jewelry.
An Qiao felt emotional when she saw this scene.
If she hadn't entered the world of underworld, she might still be moved after seeing this, but now she is completely calm.
However, this financial resources and private soldiers have shown the Tong family's powerful power.
With such a powerful force, the eldest young master was killed for no reason, and the young master was kidnapped.
It seems that the water behind is very deep.
Yang Guang looked at Mr. Tong and asked softly: "Mr. Tong, Tong Tianyou, we will find it ourselves. What we want to know now is... the cause of Tong Youwei's death."
The white-haired woman's hands froze, as if she heard her son's name, tears fell like rain: "My ten-month-old son was born in a miserable life... because my mother failed to protect you."
Mr. Tong also had a sad look in his eyes.
"Youwei...should have died in the hands of...the flower demon Manluo!" Master Tong's eyes flashed with hatred.
Yang Guang's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, important information is here.
Qi Yuan stood quietly aside, looking amused.
His nose has not grown longer, which shows that Mr. Tong is right, and Tong Youwei did die at the hands of the flower demon Manluo.
"My poor grandson was also kidnapped by the flower demon Manluo!" If the hatred in the eyes can kill people, it is estimated that the flower demon Manluo has been killed by Master Tong's eyes.
Well, my nose hasn’t gotten longer, that’s true.
This task... is it simply terrifying?
Just ask any NPC and you will know the result?
"What grudge does the flower demon Man Luo Ke have against the Tong family?" Yang Guang continued to ask.
To investigate the truth, we must also investigate the murderer’s motive.
When Mr. Tong heard this, his expression changed slightly.
The tears that Mrs. Tong had stopped flowing started to flow again at this moment.
Mr. Tong's voice also became hoarse and distressed.
"I have been very obedient to Youwei all my life. I agreed to whatever he said, for fear of violating his wishes.
If he wants the oiran, I will give it to him; if he wants the blood of the unicorn, I will send people to hunt it in the Shu Demon Mountain.
But he... wants to marry a monster and enter my Tong family.
This is also the first time I have lost my temper with him. Our human race and the demon race are incompatible with each other. If we want to marry a demon race, there is no way!"
"So, this flower demon Manluo is the one Tong Youwei loves?" An Qiao asked.
Many thoughts flashed through An Qiao's mind.
Based on her years of experience watching TV, the Tong family master broke up the couple, and the flower demon Manluo held a grudge in her heart.
She complained that Tong Youwei had changed his mind, so she cut out Tong Youwei's heart and robbed Tong Youwei's son.
Things were straightened out instantly and seemed very simple.
"Yes, at first I didn't want her to enter my house, and Youwei resented me, but later... Youwei still understood our difficulties.
He and Yun Niang treated each other with respect, and after Yun Niang passed away, he never married again." Mrs. Tong said, with nostalgia for the past in her eyes, "I really think Man Luo is poaching my heart, not Youwei's heart.
, my miserable son."
Mrs. Tong was a little excited.
Listening to this, Qi Yuan's nose did not grow longer.
To be continued...