"You said Yan Lao Er."

Sheng Qingzhi asked when he stroked his beard.

"I know this person, he is the second in command of the Changfeng Society. Xiao Hao from the Changfeng Society is my person... Speaking of which, this Yan Lao Er is indeed a bit strange. Xiao Hao and other gang members who entered the Changfeng Society died on the mountain. But he survived alone and brought back the mandrill's head. This person is indeed a bit suspicious."

"The martial arts of Yan Lao Er are mediocre. The Thirteen Cavalry of Feiyun, Changfeng Meeting, Shenxun Gang, and Bamboo Flower Meeting are all broken in the mountains. The Taoist Chiling was seriously injured. The group of people who entered Siding Mountain were seriously injured. He was the only one who could escape and took the mandrill's head to receive a reward. Prefect Sheng, this person must be arrested and tortured strictly."

Yang Yunjiao asked loudly: "I don't know if this Yan Lao Er is still in the city. I suggest taking this person down now."

"After he entered the city, he ran to the He family to ask for the bounty of ten thousand taels. Without giving it to the He family, he started a fuss with the people of the He family, injured several people from the He family, and fled out of the city in panic."

Sheng Qingzhi said in a calm tone: "I know this, but I can't help but get people directly on the street. So he ordered the government office to secretly follow him, preparing to find an opportunity to take this person secretly. Unexpectedly, he used a fraud in the middle and threw away the policemen I sent out."

"This Yan Laoer is an old man and acts cautiously. It is difficult for ordinary government officials to do anything to this person."

Yang Yunjiao smiled proudly: "Prince, please rest assured. Next, I will take someone to capture this Yan Lao Er. Even if he is capable and can fly with wings, he will not be able to escape my pursuit."

Sheng Qingzhi nodded when he heard him say this.

"Then I'll bother Yang Baihu."

He said this, but his heart was filled with dizziness.

Yang Yunjiao showed a wise bead in front of him, but Sheng Qingzhi had no confidence in this person.

"He actually only asked about Yan Lao Er's affairs. There are many suspicions in Sidingshan. Yan Lao Er is just one of them... In addition to He Ping of the He family, he did not know whereabouts after he disappeared, and Qi Baiyi from the Hu Ma Gang, and Feiyun Thirteen Cavalry could not even find a body. He did not mention any of these points. Is this man really capable, or is he a fool who is just a mess?"

The Dayou Dynasty has been built for more than 300 years, and the Dead Evil Department was also personally enacted by the first Emperor You. In the past, this institution personally managed by the Dayou Royal Family did indeed assume the responsibility of supervising the world's evil and turbulent affairs, and has always been loyal and conscientious.

However, the Dayou Dynasty became increasingly corrupt, and those bad habits in the officialdom grew inside and outside the court like sick and bad tumors, and the evil killing officials were also affected by the turmoil in the court.

Today's evil-killing department may not necessarily symbolize "righteousness, integrity and integrity". There will be no shortage of conflicts and intrigues. As the saying goes, "If you throw your bones into the ground, you will fight for it." As long as there are places where interests are exchanged in the world, it is difficult to say the four words "righteousness and openness".

Sheng Qingzhi also knew very well that the evil-killing corpses are mixed, and the quality of the people is mixed, but he just doesn’t know whether Yang Yunjiao was sent by his nephew Sheng Yuzhou…

"My nephew Yuzhou is not sure whether to ask this person for help or cause trouble for me."

Sheng Qingzhi was also helpless, but fortunately, Yang Yunjiao was not useless... This person had the identity of the Baihuozi of the Evil Slaying Division and the Tianwei of the Yujing. He had to let him hold the "Night Bat Order" to mobilize the soldiers and horses of the nearby inspectors, which solved the problem of his lack of troops.

"As soon as Xiao Hao died, it was like cutting off my arm. The person who hid behind the scenes and created these formations knew me well. I am afraid there were powerful figures behind Siding Mountain in secret..."

Sheng Qingzhi's suspicion became increasingly serious during this period, and his intuition told him that the storm was about to come in Sui'an City.

"I have to be careful!"

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

...

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

This person was Yan Laoer. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead and his face was a little pale. This was because he was targeted by the official from Sui'an Chenggong Office. He was stabbed in his right arm and lost some blood. Although the wound had been bandaged, it still hurt slightly.

"These bad guys in the government office are also crazy. They are not doing well, but they just want to be unable to get along with me."

Yan Laoer was in a hurry. When he recalled his own experience, he was quite confused.

"Why is this strange thing? Let's not talk about the government's yamen... what's going on with the He family? I took the mandrel to exchange for the bounty, but they didn't keep their promises and even asked someone to drive me out. It would be fine if I drove me out, but I even reported it to the official."

After failing to get the reward, he planned to leave Sui'an City. He found someone following him in the middle. Yan Laoer had a conflict with those who followed him. Only in the fight did he realize that it was the official yamen officer.

These yamen were all dressed in plain clothes, thinking that this could be hidden from Yan Laoer. Unexpectedly, all the soap boots under their feet and the official Pu Dao in their hands exposed their identities.

Yan Laoer is also an old man. The opponent has many people and strong power. He can't beat four hands with two fists. Of course, he can only run away if he can't beat him. He used a little trick and escaped from the government officials and hurriedly fled into the mountains.

Yan Laoer is not a fool. When he goes out of danger, his mind becomes alive.

"No... I seem to remember something wrong? Speaking of which, what did I do in Siding Mountain? Also, why did I go to Siding Mountain so well and kill a mandrill."

The more he thought, the more doubts he had in his heart. His memories over the past few days were like a cloud of fog. As he thought deeply, the memories became like fog shadows, and he couldn't figure them out at all.

Suddenly, Yan Laoer's steps stopped.

"I ran so anxiously, and I was in a hurry to go on the road, and I didn't know where I was running?"

He walked to a small hill and rushed for several hours. Yan Laoer also planned to take a break, especially when he noticed a fire in front of him.

"Those officials thought I was in the water and escaped by the water. I was probably still searching along the banks of the river... In that case, I will settle here tonight."

Yan Laoer walked towards the fire. There was a mountain temple in the barren mountain. I don’t know where the broken temple plaque fell. There was a gap on the stone steps, and half of the door was broken, and the other half was barely supported. The yellow flame inside reflected and swayed in the wind from time to time.

At this time, he faintly smelled the aroma of barbecue, as if he was roasting pheasants. Yan Laoer suddenly had a sharp index finger, and he was drooling in his greed.

He strode into the ruined temple, thinking that he could meet hunters and others entering the mountains, but who knew that there was a bonfire burning alone in the ruined temple, and there was no one figure.

"Where are people?"

Yan Laoer was stunned for a moment. He was carrying a wooden stick in front of the bonfire, with a wild pheasant zither strung on it, and some debris, a few bundles of firewood and packed luggage around it.

He was surprised. The scene in the mountain temple was very bizarre. It gave people the feeling that there were a few woodcutters sitting here before, but something happened, and the group of people left inexplicably...

The roasted chicken kept hissing in front of the fire, and the grease dripped down, causing the flame to rush up from time to time.

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

"In other words, this group of people encountered some accident and hurriedly left without even taking their luggage away."

A "bang" burst sounded from outside the door. The broken wooden door of the Mountain Temple was kicked to pieces. With a whirlwind, the wind blew into the face, and the bonfire was blown almost extinguished.

Before Yan Lao Er could react, he saw a fist in front of him, which suddenly grew from a black dot, and then turned into a fist to fill his vision.

Oh no!

Yan Lao Er felt his senses slow down, and the fist fell like lightning. Suddenly, his eyes turned black. Something hit his chest as if it was about to explode, but his body floated in the air. After a brief fog, he fell down.

"Bang!"

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

"What a second son Yan, you are very good at hiding. After chasing you for three days and three nights, you finally caught you guy!"

Yan Lao Er was punched, and his chest was so painful. He guessed that several of his sternum must have been broken, and his consciousness was a little sensational. However, this fierce and vicious voice still awakened his reason.

(Wait a minute...what does this mean? Three days and three nights, I have only been out of Sui'an City for less than four hours?)

Yan Lao Er was about to think deeply, but a severe pain like a needle was heard from the forehead and almost fainted.

At this moment, someone grabbed his hair hard and dragged him up from the ground.

Yan Laoer gasped for a long time before slowly opening his eyes, and found that he was tied to a thick jujube wooden pillar in the mountain temple.

In front of him was a young man dressed in an military officer, and behind him were several men dressed in the same clothes.

"Yan Lao Er, don't pretend to be dead!"

Yang Yunjiao pushed Yan Lao Er's chin with a scabbard.

"Are you a mouse? You really know how to hide... Let's talk, where have you been hiding these two days? Tell me, if I don't say anything, I will remove your chin and cut your tongue. You will never speak."

With a "splash", a figure flipped in outside the window of the Mountain Temple. As soon as the man landed, he knelt on Yang Yunjiao.

"Head, I was patrolling outside for investigation and found something was wrong with this place. There were several strange dead bodies at the foot of the mountain."

"It's weird to die?"

Yang Yunjiao stopped, looked at the subordinate, and asked in confusion: "What a strange method?"

"These people are woodcutters who go into the mountains to collect wood. There are also their luggage in this temple. They all die at the foot of the mountain, and their bodies are hidden in hidden places in the dense forest."

The subordinate lowered his head.

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

"Kill each other?"

Yang Yunjiao was slightly stunned. He glanced at Yan Lao Er next to him with suspicion.

"Is this guy doing it? He has this ability?"

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

Outside the mountain temple, a low and hoarse sounded like a beast roaring.

"I killed those woodcutters. Hehe, I didn't expect to meet the hawks and dogs of the court in this wilderness. No... It turned out to be the ghost bats of the Evil Slaying Division. OK, okay, I'm also in Dafali City today."

"who?"

Yang Yunjiao's eyes sharpened, he looked up and said sternly: "What evil demons and heretics, come in if you have the ability, don't stay outside and pretend to be a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain temple seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and the bonfire was destroyed. Suddenly, a smell of wet and smelly beast hair came along the night wind. Everyone saw a flash of eyes, and then looked closely again. A big cat covered in long hair rushed in from outside the temple gate.

"Shan...Shanjun?!"

Yang Yunjiao's subordinates screamed out, and he was also stunned and could not believe his eyes. This was not a big cat. It was clearly a tiger with hair shaped like a straw raincoat and a huge body - a giant tiger of this size was like a mountain spirit in the mountains, and it was definitely not an ordinary beast.

"Your grandpa, I'm not a mountain king."

The giant tiger in the straw raincoat opened its big mouth, and there was a ball of black mud from its mouth, which squirmed into a human face.
Chapter completed!