Before the official arrived, a shadow rushed out of the inn, wandered around the market, seemed to have lost its direction, and then turned around and ran out of the city.
This person is Fu Shanyue.
When he was refining the "spiritual medicine", he discovered something was wrong and figured out the key, so he rushed out to settle the score with the person responsible.
However, the smell stopped at the back of the market, and there was a fishy smell everywhere. He was so angry and dizzy that he could not distinguish it carefully.
At this time, Fu Shanyue's limbs were already a little stiff, and his running posture was weird. The residents of Tongcheng were used to seeing all kinds of monsters, and they only looked at his strange behavior with side eyes.
The more Fu Shan held his belly, he suddenly turned around and ran out of the city.
Even though he ate something he shouldn't have eaten, he was still very fast, and his pursuers could hardly catch up.
After leaving the city, he rushed westward into the mountains and forests and never came out again.
Two hours later, Fu Jiu arrived with other guards: "Sou Shan! Some passers-by said earlier that the young master rushed into this mountainous area."
This search turned up the evening time.
Finally, one of the guards found a wooden sculpture with its head facing upward in the ravine, and looked at its facial features. It was none other than Fu Shanyue!
Everyone was confused. One of the guards swallowed his saliva and said, "What does this mean?"
The face of the wood carving is distorted and the expression is ferocious, but the facial features are clearly that of Fu Shanyue.
The young master came here first, but they couldn't find anyone, but they found a wooden carving exactly like the young master.
Isn't this the young master?
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Jiu said with a stern face, "Of course this is not the young master, look for me again!"
Everyone looked for it at night and the next afternoon, but naturally found nothing.
Fu Jiu reluctantly closed the team.
But that night, he quietly left the inn, rode east for fifteen or six miles, and arrived at a small town.
There are only six to seven hundred people in this town, which is called Tianhe Town. The residents are mainly farmers and long-term workers.
Fu Jiu approached one of the houses and knocked on the door gently, two short words and three long words.
As he approached, the neighbor opened the door, looked at him twice, and then withdrew without saying a word.
Chapter completed!