Yan Xulun looked at the letter sent by his subordinates in his hand, with no emotion or anger on his face, and said to himself: "Xiao Qingshu, is this the good news you want me to wait for? It's really good news."
What dissatisfied him the most was that Xiao Qingshu died before revealing the "truth", so the flattery he had been giving for more than a month had really become flattery.
So what's the point of inviting this person? Is it just to help Zhang Yu and An Xunhui?
He put the submission on the desk, "Can you find out who did it?"
The servant said: "After checking, the people in Xuanfu said that the arrow contained the power of a strange god, like the power of the God of Balance some time ago. Our people also tried to confirm it. This is indeed the case. It seems that it is not the case.
It seems like it was done by people from the Security Council or Xuanfu."
Yan Xulun was noncommittal.
But this incident also allowed him to see an opportunity.
He thought for a while, took out a strange dark green diamond-shaped stone from his sleeve, looked at it twice, raised the thing in front of him, and said to the servant: "Bring this thing to the altar last time.
, tell them that it’s time to fulfill your promise. If they ask you if you have any requirements, you tell them, do something for me..."
He whispered a few words of concern to the servant, who kept nodding. Finally, Na took the things, bowed and said, "Yes, I must have brought it to you during the conversation."
In the residence of the Academy, Zhang Yu also heard the news of Xiao Qingshu's murder. Last night, Yu Mingyang hurriedly came to report the news. After he asked about the matter, he allowed him to go back with peace of mind.
Unexpectedly, just half a day later, things would change like this.
He thought for a moment and concluded that the Security Patrol would never use such assassination methods, and there was no need to do so, so there must be some hidden agenda in this matter.
But since Xiao Qingshu had been praising him before, he had no choice but to show his appreciation and asked Li Qinghe to bring some traditional gifts and go to Xiao's house on his behalf.
Li Qinghe came back in the afternoon and told him that the Xiao family was very grateful to him.
It's just that the Xiao family believed that the person Xiao Qingshu admired most during his lifetime was Zhang Yu, so the Xiao family wanted to ask him to write a tribute to Xiao Qingshu, and then have it engraved on the monument behind Xiao Qingshu so that he could see it every day.
Zhang Yu did not refuse, he just hoped that Xiao Qingshu's coffin board could be nailed firmly.
But he also thought that although Xiao Qingshu himself did not hold any official position, his brother Xiao Qingzhan was the head of the Sihu Yamen Office, so this matter would not be suppressed so easily.
I'm afraid Xuanfu will have another trouble.
However, it is not his turn to consider these things yet. At present, what he wants to do is to cultivate the Seal of the True Embryo as soon as possible.
Because the source energy on the golden ring gradually began to decrease, he was also considering whether he would need to go to Goddess Peak again, as there should still be a lot of source energy there.
Although the bone fragments from Zaku are still being delivered, the source energy contained in them is already very little.
He guessed that all the bones of the aberrant creature were about to be excavated, but he did not give up on the acquisition, but only slightly reduced the number.
I learned before that those skeletons came from the same place. Since one skeleton contains source energy, it is difficult to say that the other skeletons must not have it. It may also be that they have not been found before, and this bone fragment can be used to refine elixirs.
With good medicinal materials, even if there is no source energy, buying them will not be in vain.
He read the newspaper for a while, then looked up at Miao Danjun on the high basket. Seeing that he was still in a deep sleep with no sign of waking up, he went back to the quiet room to meditate.
After a few light rains, another half month passed.
On this day, someone from Xuan Mansion came and said that Fan Lan invited him to come over.
Zhang Yu thought for a moment, packed up, and came over to Xuan Mansion.
After entering the side hall, he saw Fan Lan pushing everyone away and standing there alone with a slightly solemn expression, so he realized that something must have happened.
Fan Lan said: "Junior Brother Zhang, I called you here because there are some things going on in the Xuan Palace recently. I'm afraid I need to leave for a while."
Zhang Yu thought for a moment and said, "But is it because of the things that Xuan Palace has been arranging recently?"
Fan Lan said: "You also see it?"
Zhang Yudao: "There have been a lot of missing people in Xuanfu recently. It would be difficult not to notice them."
Fan Lan pondered for a moment and said: "There is no need to hide this from you. You should know about it soon." After a pause, he said: "Do you know about the famines that have appeared in northern towns in recent years?"
Zhang Yu nodded and said: "I know, I was born in a small town in the north. I traveled abroad when I was twelve years old. When I came back five years later, I found that the town had been withdrawn. It is said that it encountered an agricultural disaster."
Fan Lan shook his head and said: "Actually, this is not the main reason. The climate of the Protectorate has been transformed by a group of predecessors, and this range covers the entire territory of the Protectorate. It's just that the more remote it is, the weaker it feels. But
It is certain that under normal circumstances, there will generally be no major disasters in the entire Protectorate."
Zhang Yu looked at him and said, "Then this is caused by external force?"
Fan Lan nodded: "That's right. There is an organization called the 'Resurrection Society' in the Protectorate. They are not indigenous people, nor are we Tianxia people. Their specific identities are not yet clear. They have been working on resurrecting the land.
The various gods that have been destroyed on land have failed a lot and succeeded a lot, and among them, there is one that is the biggest trouble so far, and that is the God of Plague!"
Zhang Yu's heart suddenly moved, he knew exactly this god.
When he arrived in Ruiguang on the Dafu ship, the statue he bought from the pagan cultist should have belonged to the God of Plague. Moreover, after entering the port, he saw one of his followers being captured by the guards.
But after entering the academy, I didn’t hear much about it.
However, it is worth mentioning that the name of the God of Plague does not mean that this god can only spread plague, but may be a proxy name for one of his most harmful abilities.
Fan Lan said: "Junior brother Zhang, you have dealt with an incarnation of a god before, but this god needs the help of a clone to descend in order to interfere with mortal affairs. After being resurrected, this god of plague can walk on the earth in his normal body.
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And he is not a person, he and his descendants form a group of gods.
He had already revived at least sixty years ago. At that time, he did not appear in our sight, but hid deep in Anshan, and sired many children with the women of the indigenous tribes there."
Zhang Yu's specialty is ancient natural history, and he knows this.
Gods are different from each other. After some gods have their own real bodies, they can intermarry with certain mortals with extraordinary power, and then have a certain chance of giving birth to children with divine power.
Fan Lanzhong sneered at this time and said: "Over the years, the Shenwei Army has been responsible for handling and suppressing these supernatural gods. However, instead of being eliminated by them, a supernatural god has gradually grown stronger under their noses. This is obviously
The Shenwei Army is raising the bandits to respect themselves.
However, they went too far. The destruction of large towns in the north severely threatened the large granary on the northern plains of the Duhufu. The Duhufu asked them to eradicate this strange god several times, but they only did it half-heartedly."
Zhang Yu had a second thought, if the God of Plague formed a group of gods, then the Divine Lieutenant Army would probably not only support the bandits to respect themselves, but also fear that their own strength would be lost, and thus they would be suppressed by Xuan Mansion again.
Fan Lan continued: "Senior Brother Xiang has been mobilizing manpower to deal with this god of plague. In recent days, we have successively destroyed all other altars on the northern plains and killed several of his followers.
Heirs.
Now the God of Plague, together with his gods, has retreated near the last main altar near Anshan. It seems that he wants to fight us to the death.
In order to ensure that this group of gods is annihilated in one battle, Xuanfu will mobilize all its combat forces this time, and all Xuanxiu who have read the second chapter will go into battle, so I will go with them."
Having said this, he said apologetically: "It's just a pity that I haven't been able to help you win your secret method, Junior Brother Zhang. I don't know what Senior Brother Xiang has to worry about, but this time, I don't know that I can
I can’t come back alive, so I can only tell you some things that I know that will help you understand Chapter 2. I hope you will listen carefully, Junior Brother Zhang.”
Zhang Yu knew that the gods who were not even willing to collide easily with the Shenwei Army were definitely not that easy to deal with. It seemed that this time, Xuanfu was going to destroy them at all costs.
Regardless of Xuanfu's previous attitude towards him, he was still very responsible in such a major matter.
He raised his sleeves, clasped his hands together, and said seriously: "Senior Brother Fan, please speak."
