After the immortal disappeared

It was fishy and hot, and the residual heat from the explosion was still very high.

Just looking at this scene, he knew that the battle just now could no longer be described as intense, it was tragic.

He had long expected that the battle between these two demon puppet masters would be extremely dangerous.

Just now, he heard the conversation between Dong Rui and Cao Wendao through the eyeball spider, including Dong Rui yelling twice, as if he had been tricked.

In front of Qingyang, He Lingchuan had nothing to do. This was Dong Rui's own choice.

Everyone looked at Qingyang subconsciously. Qingyang was the oldest and most experienced person present.

But Qingyang also shook his head: "I haven't seen it."

She didn't lie. Although Cao Wendao contacted her occasionally, he would not report to her how many demon puppets he had and what types they were.

But this fat-headed fish that appeared out of nowhere must belong to Cao Wendao.

Lao Cao's fish have been killed, how can he himself be fine?

Qingyang's heart was heavy.

It seemed that she only stopped He Xiao, but not the other evil spirits.

Everyone looked around again, but they couldn't find Cao Wendao. Instead, they found more and more strange corpses, like...like deformed monsters.

This is a Shura field, with corpses and blood everywhere. Everyone standing here felt that the night wind was filled with the smell of blood.

Why do the monsters die here? Are they fighting each other?

Zhao Song whispered to He Lingchuan: "Master He, do you see this?"

He Xiao previously said that there were assassins near Yongquan Villa, but Zhao Song did not expect to encounter such a large formation!

"I don't understand either." He Lingchuan shook his head blankly, "There are so many dead monsters, but there are no human corpses."

He whispered again: "Didn't we catch two alive? Brother Zhao, do you want to go back for interrogation?"

Zhao Song nodded.

Qingyang was not far away and listened to their conversation, then he looked at the two unconscious prisoners.

Zhao Song immediately sent someone to collect clues so that he could report it to the king after dawn.

This took more than two quarters of an hour.

During this period, Qingyang also personally inspected the site.

The traces of the fighting here are shocking. There must be Cao Wendao's demon puppet on one of the participating parties.

So, who is his opponent?

He Xiao's words just now reminded her that there was not a single human corpse here, except for Cao Wendao's two disciples.

Did the enemy who raided him pick off his fallen teammates, or was it someone who was not a human at all?

Following this line of thought, looking at the wounds on the demon puppets at the scene, they were not caused by weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. There were even two rough and thick demon puppets with broken muscles and bones, and they died from blunt blows with heavy weapons.

Thinking of this, Qingyang glanced back at He Lingchuan subconsciously. Cao Wendao was sure that there was a puppet master around this man, and he had mentioned Wei Yishan several times.

Based on her understanding of Cao Wendao, this guy is probably more interested in Wei Yishan than He Xiao.

He Xiao was indeed held back by her, but he had secret accomplices, right?

So, is Cao Wendao going to have a big fight with Wei Yishan?

He Lingchuan noticed her probing eyes: "Master Supervisor, what have you discovered?"

"It's nothing." Qingyang lowered his head and looked at the giant fish in the soil, "I just feel that things in the world are unpredictable, and fate is really wonderful."

At this time, Zhao Song also came over: "The on-site investigation is completed, there are no clues about the living person."

He Lingchuan was still thinking about Qingyang's words, and nodded when he heard the words: "Then I will go back to the villa first."

"Get some rest when you get back. After dawn, the government may send someone to inquire and take notes."

He Lingchuan smiled: "Okay, it should be."

Zhao Song is so easy to talk to because the target is He Lingchuan. If someone else encountered these things, he would have to rush to the government office to make records, and he would not be released without waiting for an hour or two.

"It seems that the assassin escaped again." He Lingchuan sighed, turned to Qingyang and said, "Master Supervisor, do you want to say goodbye?"

Qingyang had no reason to stop him: "Okay, see you in a few days."

It was best not to see him. As soon as He Lingchuan waved, everyone turned around and headed back home.

As for the carriage and corpses by the stream, there was a special person left to take care of the reporter.

Qingyang also led everyone to leave.

Before disappearing into the darkness, He Lingchuan looked back at her back, thoughtfully.

…

Back at Yongquan Villa, the refugee attack on the Villa has basically come to an end. Several of the leaders were caught, and the others were beaten and thrown out.

People in the villa were working hard and busy packing things and registering losses. He Lingchuan has requested that after dawn, the cooks must still cook as usual, the servants must still clean as usual, and the nursing home must still patrol as usual.

Everything must be business as usual.

But soon an accident happened:

The two prisoners Zhao Song brought back from Taoxi died.

The two men fell into a coma until they died, and the palace guards who guarded them did not know when they died.

They already have multiple wounds on their bodies, who knows which new ones have been added?

He Lingchuan had a serious look on his face: "It's a pity that we are all gone."

But he knew in his heart that 90% of this was Qingyang's handiwork, and he did it by the Taoxi River. She thought it would be easy to kill these two people without anyone noticing, right? Looking at Zhao Song's expression, he seemed to think so too.

The two witnesses were silenced, and no one knew what happened by the stream, certainly not Cao Wendao.

But Qingyang didn't know that Yang Chi, Cao Wendao's second disciple, had been arrested long ago.

Zhao Song immediately requested the interrogation of the prisoner Yang Chi.

Guardian Yangshan didn’t beat him or abuse him. He gave him food and water and locked him up in a small dark room.

On the way back to the villa, He Lingchuan gave the outline in a few words, so Zhao Song’s first question was:

“Is it your master who wants to kill Master He?”

Yang Chi has been disciplined now: “Yes.”

“What’s his name?”

“Cao Wendao.”

“What does he usually do?”

“Demon puppet master.”

Zhao Song didn’t understand: “Demon puppet master? What is a demon puppet?”

Demon puppet master is an unpopular and rare profession, and most people have never heard of it.

After Yang Chi explained it, Zhao Song was moved: “The monster corpses lying around by Taoxi are demon puppets?”

Now it was Yang Chi who was shocked: “What?”

Those strange monsters are transformed demon puppets? Zhao Song immediately had some associations: "Wait, there were two strange monsters in Xiaotao Villa, one with a tiger body and a clipped tail, and the other with a wild boar covered with spikes. Do you know where they came from?"

General Xue's death caused a sensation in the court and the public. He had heard about the details.

Yang Chi hesitated: "Yes, my master transformed it."

Zhao Song's face was solemn. This was a major progress in the case of General Xue!

But Yang Chi immediately said: "But they were taken away by the Black Armor Army in Green Villa. We don't know why they appeared in Xiaotao Villa. My master is also here to investigate this matter."