He explained that as medicinal materials are sold across the country, Zhitian Township's water consumption is increasing, and it hopes that the upstream can increase the amount of water. The pig monsters are unwilling, because building dams and dams will destroy their territory.
"Isn't this something that can be coordinated and compensated for?" He Lingchuan also did coordination work at Dunyu.
One of the village nobles couldn't help but sneer: "Although they are pigs, they like lions to open their mouths."
It seems that the pigs wanted to increase the money, so they couldn't reach an agreement.
He Lingchuan took a sip of the wine: "So, who would benefit most if the whole litter of pigs was taken away?"
When everyone heard that something was wrong, they all clarified: "Sir, it has nothing to do with us!"
"We just collect some medicinal materials here and sell them for takeout. All we earn is money for running errands. How can we harm people's thoughts and abilities!"
He Lingchuan smiled: "Generally speaking, whoever benefits the most is suspected."
Some big households said indignantly: "Sir, you can't say that. We worked hard to make Zhitian Township prosperous, so why have we become the biggest suspects? If it weren't for us, those farmers, farmers, tenants, those..."
He wanted to say "monster", but his ribs were nudged by his companion, and he immediately changed his mind: "...How can they live a good life like today?"
"Yes, yes, the abundance in Shibata Township is far better than other places. We have all tried our best."
Baishi County Magistrate hurriedly said: "Sir, didn't you say that this might be the work of monsters? And the victims are all over Chiyan, so what does it have to do with these village sages?"
He Lingchuan's eyes swept across everyone's faces, "Which of you has ever dealt with the pig demon head-on?"
Everyone was silent.
Jiao Yu looked at Magistrate Baishi: "You should know, right?"
The Baishi County Magistrate had no choice but to bite the bullet and point it out to He Lingchuan one by one.
The three wealthy households here have all dealt with the Hao Zhu Demon, and even had quarrels with each other. Their surnames are Wang, Li and Tu.
The three people defended themselves, saying they had no intention of harming anyone.
General Ling scratched his hooves impatiently.
He Lingchuan looked at them for a long time, until he saw that the three of them were feeling numb, and then he sighed: "This is just a routine question, please don't take it to heart."
Li Dahu asked cautiously: "If the murderer is really caught, what crime will he be sentenced for?"
"Conspiracy to murder Lingxu's messenger is at least a crime of beheading."
General Ling added from the side: "Execute the three tribes."
He was so murderous when he opened his mouth that everyone choked and didn't know how to answer.
The meal ended quickly.
Back at the inn, He Lingchuan washed his hands and face.
It's midsummer in July, and the nights aren't necessarily cool. Even the cicadas have been chirping until now.
General Ling opened a room next door with his own guards.
There was a large water tank in the courtyard, full of clear water. The tiger simply jumped into the water to cool off, and asked He Lingchuan: "Do you really think the case is related to these big families?"
What Baishi County Magistrate said makes sense. The murderer is committing crimes all over the country. What does he have to do with the local big business?
These wealthy households are all ordinary human beings, not even a single practitioner.
"We got the information about Fushanji. Basically, there are only two or three victims in each case, one or two people, or one or two monsters. Even the few sheep thieves who came to steal my blue sheep only settled on this
A goal." He Lingchuan said, "This is a smart approach and is not easy to attract attention."
"But the wind drill case broke the rules, and there were more than 20 victims at once."
"If tomorrow we can confirm that our killer also killed the piglet clan, then a year ago it had a greater appetite and directly killed more than a hundred victims."
He Lingchuan said slowly: "These two anomalies were only thirty or forty miles apart in the places where the crimes occurred. Maybe it was just an accident, but if I am not wrong, what was the reason for the murderer's killing spree?"
Jiao Yu didn't know how to answer.
Killing one or two people and two or three monsters may also be said to satisfy the hunger.
How about hundreds at a time?
This purpose does not seem simple.
"They are not innocent at all." He Lingchuan said seriously, "Don't forget, all the special messengers sent by Lingxu City died in their hands. Usually no one dares to attack the messengers, right?"
Jiao Yu was moved: "According to what you say, there are foreign spies hiding in Zhitian Township?"
"Then we have to find the murderer before we can judge." He Lingchuan suddenly said something irrelevant, "I originally thought that Bega was really a utopia for monsters. Now it seems that this may not be the case."
Jiao Yu didn't answer.
It wasn't going to rain tonight, and He Lingchuan wasn't sleepy, so he simply pulled out his Tenglong Spear and practiced his marksmanship for half an hour.
After he learned the spear technique from the Panlong Dream, he practiced it diligently, and the time exceeded that of the sword technique.
This spear technique only has sixteen formulas, which is more concise than the sword technique.
Spear is the king of all weapons, and it is much more difficult to practice than swordsmanship. Fortunately, martial arts emphasizes one way and all roads lead. His own level has improved, and practicing spear is not much different.
What's more, he has seen the Red General, Xiao Maoliang and Hong Chenglue's attacks, and they were all regarded as thunderous blows. He often pondered in his mind and gained some insights.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and he was practicing smoothly. He didn't feel tired, and he was slightly drunk. He couldn't help but let out a long roar, swung the tip of the gun slightly, and hit the tree trunk sideways.
This crape myrtle tree suddenly became colorful.
He Lingchuan expanded his spiritual thoughts, and the spear came out like a needle, piercing the petals at the tip of the spear.
This gun weighs thirty-nine pounds and is seven feet long. He is holding the gun with one hand. If the tail of the gun moves slightly, the tip of the gun will tremble wildly. It is very difficult to control. He has to pierce through the thin, soft and unforced petals.
It's really difficult.
The crow on the tree saw the shadow of the gun and was filled with murderous intent. It was so frightened that its feathers exploded. It quickly flapped its wings and flew outside.
At this late hour of the night, should we let the birds rest?
What He Lingchuan wants to practice is killing skills, but the scene is very beautiful.
After the rain of flowers fell, there were only a few petals on the ground.
The rest were hung on the tip of the gun.
Jiao Yu was lying on the steps and taking a nap, but then he was awakened by the murderous spirit.
Seeing him holding his gun back like a tiger at the end, a cheer came from the side: "Okay!"
It turned out that General Ling was lying down on the wall of the courtyard at some point to watch the fun. It was more than a foot tall when standing half upright, and the top of its head was higher than the top of the wall.
It is also battle-hardened. Although the young man's marksmanship is not comparable to that of the old king of Chiyan, he is like a wild snake spitting out messages, and it is returned to its nest like a cunning rabbit. Being brave and knowing how to accumulate strength like this is already stronger than ordinary people.
Military general.
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He Lingchuan breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the slight sweat from his forehead.
This style of "Plum Blossom Tie" was finally completed.
At this moment, there were two sounds of peeling and pecking at the courtyard door.
He Lingchuan had already heard footsteps coming and going outside. He opened the door and saw that there was only a letter left on the ground.
This is a letter of accusation, reporting on the feud between Tu Dahu and Hao Zhu Yao.
It turned out that the two sides had long been in a state of incompetence. Tu Dahu's grandson was even stabbed in the calf by a pig thorn, which ulcerated to the bone and was almost amputated. It took more than three months of treatment before he gradually recovered.
Half an hour later, there was movement outside the house again.
Someone approached quietly, but how could his footsteps be hidden from He Lingchuan?
The man leaned over and was about to stuff the note under the door. Unexpectedly, the courtyard door creaked open, and He Lingchuan stood at the door and smiled at him:
"You're already here, why not tell me in person. Who is your master and who do you want to report?"
"Ah..." This man was caught in action and his face turned green.
He Lingchuan grabbed the note in his hand, read it on the spot, and then said: "Oh, so I want to report the Li family. Is your master's surname Wang or Tu?"
The man dared not say anything, and there was no signature on the note.
"I hope your master's surname is not Tu." He Lingchuan took out a letter and waved it in front of him, "Someone has come to report him a long time ago."
"ah?"
To be continued...