Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 5

Beizhen Fushi Zhang Yang's position is not as high as Xu Xianchun, but his real power is second only to Liu Qiao in Jinyiwei.

Because in addition to managing the edict prison, Beizhen Fusi is also in charge of secret monitoring of vassal princes and officials in various places.It involves many matters such as anti-corruption and anti-corruption, independent investigation, arrest, judgment, detention and arrest, and the detection of spies. (Somewhat similar to the combination of the US National Security Agency, the FBI, and the Hong Kong Independent Commission Against Corruption).

The Beizhen Fusi Imperial Prison under the command of the Beizhen Fushi can directly obey the emperor's orders without authorization from the Sanfa Division, and the torture is extremely cruel.After the prison is completed, it is only necessary to go to the emperor, and there is no need to go through the commander of the Jinyiwei, and the chief of the Jinyiwei who is not in charge of the prison is not allowed to intervene in its affairs.

To put it bluntly, when Beizhen Fusi misses you, you can take care of him, but when he doesn't want to miss you, you can do nothing to me.

In theory it is, but in practice it is not.

Because Zhang Yang belongs to Liu Qiao.

Liu Qiao's words are sometimes more useful to Zhang Yang than the imperial decree of the emperor or the decree of Wei Changgong.

Zhang Yang's appearance is very ordinary, just like the middle-aged uncle who can be seen everywhere on the street, his personality is also very ordinary, neither arrogant nor domineering nor cowardly, sometimes a little confused, but he is such a person with no characteristics, He actually took charge of the most famous black prison in the Ming Dynasty for seven years, longer than Liu Qiao's time as the commander of Jinyiwei.

This is quite unusual.

After Yan Long came in, he motioned Yan Long to sit down.

Yan Long said: "Thank you sir for your compassion, but I'll stand up for trial."

Zhang Yang opened his eyes slightly, and was about to ask Yan Long why.

Yan Long raised his hands slightly, raised the shackles on his hands and neck, and said with a wry smile: "With these things stuck on the neck, standing is more comfortable than sitting."

Zhang Yang was about to continue speaking when Xu Xianchun spoke.

As soon as Xu Xianchun opened his mouth, he said in a stern official voice: "If sitting is uncomfortable, then kneel. Come here, find a bed of nails, and let him kneel on it."

Hearing this, Tiqi in the cell immediately took a bed of nails and placed it in front of Yan Long's knees. As soon as the two of them exerted strength, they pressed Yan Long and let him put flesh and blood on the spikes. Kneel down on the pegboard.

Yan Long exerted force from his waist, and his legs were nailed to the floor like cast copper. No matter how hard the two tall and strong guards in brocade clothes exerted their strength, they couldn't move him at all.

Another Yiti rode up to help, and kicked Yan Long's knee hard with his legs, trying to force him to kneel down.

But Yan Long's Ziyang Nine Dragon Art zhenqi reacted immediately, creating a strong resistance in the muscles and bones. This Ti Qi was too hard, and the rebounding force produced was as much as ten times! "Pa la", he heard the crisp sound of his calf being broken, and he fell to the ground, clutching his leg and howling miserably.

Xu Xianchun's face became extremely ugly, and he winked at Xiaoqi, a guard in Jinyi who was closest to Yan Long.

The Jinyiwei Xiaoqi understood, and pulled out the Xiuchun knife "Zheng", and sliced ​​off Yan Long's head with one stroke.

The martial arts level of this Jin Yiwei has reached the initial stage of Houtian Realm, and he belongs to the best fighters who have already cultivated their internal strength and started to enter the room. Therefore, before the blade reaches, the strong wind generated by the blade has already blown Yan Long's clothes and hair Blow up.

According to the normal situation, Yan Long's head would fly off if this knife was cut off.

Of course Yan Long will not let this happen!
He has been scrutinizing every move of everyone in the room, and Xu Xianchun's eyes full of murderous intent, he will definitely not miss it, so before that Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi pulled out his knife, he was already ready to break the shackles .

But right now!
Zhang Yang, who had been "playing dead dog" by the side without saying a word, suddenly made a move!
I saw Zhang Yang flicked his fingers, and the qi from his fingertips hit the blade of the Jin Yiwei directly. The long blade of the long blade that had been tempered into steel immediately shattered into pieces of rotten iron, and the Jin Yiwei was also killed because of the blade. He lost his center of gravity in an instant and fell to the ground. He rolled over and stood up. Seeing that it was his superior who made the shot, he was a little confused. He didn't know whether to continue to chop Yanlong or not.

Zhang Yang waved his hands lightly at him and said, "Forget it, stop!"

The three Jin Yiwei who were still forcing Yan Long to kneel immediately stopped and looked at Xu Xianchun, but Xu Xianchun lowered his head and did not look at them.

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, raised his hand again, and the three Jinyiweiti cavalry guards who were escorting Yan Long immediately backed away.

Yan Long still stood proudly in the center of the cell!

The interrogation is about to begin.

Zhang Yang looked at Liu Qiao, the commander of the capital who was sitting at the top. Liu Qiao was arranging his clothes at the moment, and he didn't seem to see the questioning look in Zhang Yang's eyes.

Zhang Yang knew that Liu Qiao's appearance meant that he was going to be the presiding judge himself.

He knew Yan Long's situation very well, so he asked Yan Long immediately: "What are you hiding from us?"

Yan Long shook his head and said, "Report to the Governor, I have nothing to hide."

"Oh!" Zhang Yang raised his brows and said, "You have never been a martial arts practitioner. But in today's martial arts competition, you killed a middle-level martial artist in the Houtian realm with one move! Tell me, This is how the same thing?"

Yan Long thought to himself: "It's time to come." He said calmly: "Two years ago, I was indeed not a warrior, but time has changed, the world is no longer the original world, and I am naturally not the original one." That Yan Long."

Xu Xianchun was very impatient with Yan Long's way of speaking in circles, he scolded: "Speak to the point, just say why you survived three stabbings, and then you can kill Chen Dong!"

"That's because of a Taoist priest!" Yan Long began to amplify his moves.

"Taoist?!" Liu Qiao, who had been silent all this time, opened his slightly closed eyes, looked at Yan Long and said.

"Yes, eight years ago, a Taoist priest called Qianfang Taoist came to our home. He gave me a book and asked me to cultivate vitality according to the above exercises. The name of this book is "Marrow Washing Sutra"!"

What Yan Long said was true. Eight years ago, the world-renowned Taoist Qianfang did come to his home, but he only stayed for three days, because his father Yan Xue'an didn't like this kind of sorcerer who traveled the world and denounced him. It is a crooked way.

Beizhen Fusi, who is always monitoring the movements of Gyeonggi officials, must know about this matter.But the "Marrow Washing Sutra" that Yan Long said was a gift from Taoist Qianfang, so it must be bullshit.

What Taoist Qianfang taught Yan Long was not the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, but the Tao Te Ching annotated by him.

But that doesn't matter anymore, because it is known that Taoist Qianfang disappeared shortly after leaving Yan's house.

"The Sutra of Washing the Marrow is the secret of Shaolin Temple, how could it be in the hands of Taoist Qianfang?" Xu Xianchun sneered.

Yan Long calmly said: "Taoist Qianfang once broke into the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple and stayed there for a while. The exercise book he gave me was a handwritten copy, which was read in the Sutra Pavilion. Written from memory."

"Taoist Qianfang broke into the Sutra Pavilion?" Xu Xianchun looked at Liu Qiao, who had been silent all this time, with an expression of obvious disbelief.

Liu Qiao has been staring into Yan Long's eyes, and Yan Long knows this, so his eyes have been looking back at Liu Qiao calmly and calmly, without flinching or panicking.

It is said that a master torturer can tell whether a person is lying or not by looking at the eyes of the criminal.

Liu Qiao is undoubtedly such a master, but he can't tell whether Yan Long is lying or not.

Yan Long secretly laughed in his heart. He had experienced this kind of anti-interrogation training many times in his previous life. His profession was originally engaged in these things, and he had to resume his old profession on the first day after his rebirth. This... This is really excellent!

Liu Qiao withdrew his gaze, and he asked carefully: "It is natural that the Marrow Cleansing Sutra can cultivate internal strength. But no matter how powerful martial arts are, it is absolutely impossible to practice them overnight. Two years ago, you You still have no internal strength, but you are now a master who can instantly kill middle-level fighters in the Houtian realm. Looking at the world, at your age, people who can achieve this level of cultivation are rare. You can't hide the big lie you told pass us!"

Yan Long took a deep breath, and said to Liu Qiao, "Okay, Master Liu, there is something that I really need to confess to all the adults."

"What's the matter?" Liu Qiao asked with flickering eyes.

"Taoist Qianfang is not missing, he is dead!" Yan Long said.

(End of this chapter)