Golden Summoner

"Don't be too harsh. In this world, no one can completely control everything. When manpower is exhausted, even gods can't do it!" Beitang Wangchuan always had a calm expression on his face, "By the way, I heard that you are looking for Boundary Beads recently, here are some Boundary Beads I collected, I will give it to you, and thank you!"

As Beitang Wangchuan said, with a movement of his hand, he took out a two-foot-long brocade box and handed it to Xia Ping'an.

If Beitang Wangchuan gave Xia Pingan something else, Xia Pingan would refuse it, but what he gave Xia Pingan was Jiezhu, which Xia Pingan would never refuse.

Xia Pingan opened the box, and there were more than 20 boundary beads in the box, more than half of which were matched with spiritual crystals. Looking closely at the words in those boundary beads, Xia Ping'an was slightly shocked. , all of them are boundary beads related to dream divination masters.

More than 20 world pearls are full of brilliance, as soon as the box is opened, the interior of the carriage is full of brilliance, which is extraordinarily gorgeous.

Looking at the surprised expression on Xia Ping'an's face, Beitang Wangchuan smiled slightly, "That's all the Dream Master's world beads, some of them have spiritual crystals, and some of them can only be merged by luck. Few people know how to fuse, and it's just a coincidence that they can fuse, but fortunately, even if the fusion fails, these dream master world beads will not explode and kill you, so you can fuse with confidence!"

Even in Beitang Wangchuan's capacity, it would be a waste of effort to collect all these boundary beads and spiritual crystals at once.

This gift is full of heart.

After merging these boundary beads, advancing to the Five Suns Realm is just around the corner.

Xia Ping'an was a little excited, Beitang Wangchuan was a timely help, interesting enough.

"Thank you, Your Highness, I like your gift very much!" Xia Pingan put away the Jiezhu in the box, and solemnly thanked Beitang Wangchuan directly.

"Hahahaha..." Beitang Wangchuan laughed, "As long as you like it, I am a person who will not let those who help me suffer!"

Xia Pingan nodded, "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will not let those who help me suffer!"

The two looked at each other, each understanding what the other meant.

"You have made a lot of achievements these days, and they are all great achievements. When your strength improves, you can actually go up in your position!" Beitang Wangchuan said softly.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Xia Pingan didn't get too excited, but said modestly, "I just saw Commander Lin show his strength today, and I realized that my strength is not worth mentioning in the capital. It is already very satisfying to be the inspector of Donggang!"

"You mean Ji Dong?"

"Ok!"

Beitang Wangchuan nodded lightly, "Commander Lin is a divinely favored person in the Dark God of War Cult. He once received the teaching and empowerment of the God of War while meditating in the church. His cultivation level cannot be measured by common sense. Others The Six Suns Realm wanted to advance to the Seven Suns Realm right away, but Commander Lin deliberately stayed in the Six Suns Realm for 20 years, suppressing his own realm. A few days ago, he finally stopped suppressing his own realm. Only those who have mastered the Eight Suns Realm can fully grasp the power of the powerful domain. Not to mention the general Summoners of the Seven Suns Realm, even some Summoners of the Eight Suns Realm may not be the opponent of Commander Lin. You can use him as a reference for your own The pressure is too great!"

"Commander Lin was empowered by the God of War in the holy hall?" Xia Ping'an was also taken aback. He didn't expect Lin Yi to have such an experience. From this point of view, the so-called holy hall is not just for the lower class. Ordinary people are so simple to brainwash.

"That's right, so he serves as the commander of the Judgment Army, and no one refuses to accept him!"

"In which church did Commander Lin get the favor of God?"

Beitang Wangchuan pointed to the church outside the window that Xia Pingan just left...

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At the same time, the doorbell of Li's Bookstore rang.

As the owner of the bookstore, Dark Demon turned his head to look at the door, and found an old woman carrying a flower basket into the bookstore.

As soon as the old lady walked into the bookstore, the street where the sun and sycamore trees could be seen outside the bookstore suddenly became dark, just like entering the night, the sun, the street, and the sycamore trees all disappeared, and the light disappeared. All shadows are gone...

The dark demon's face changed instantly, and he took two steps back slowly, his whole figure disappeared in an instant.

"Why bother, why bother?" The mother-in-law who was carrying the flower basket sighed and stood still at the door.

There was no one in the bookstore, and the books on the entire bookstore trembled like an earthquake. Strains of plasma, minced meat, and even fragments of viscera gushed out from the trembling books. Book, started to bleed...

In just a moment, the entire bookstore was like a pool of blood, and every book turned blood-stained red.

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Chapter 3 and Eight

"The cause of the explosion at the ammunition factory has been preliminarily determined. It was a security guard guarding the ammunition depot and two workers who co-operated to deliberately set the fire on fire. The behavior of the three people is normal, and there is nothing wrong with their work in the factory. One of them just became a father last month, but last night they suddenly acted as if they had made an appointment, they cooperated together and detonated the ammunition depot in a very professional way, and they themselves were smashed to pieces, leaving nothing behind..."

The carriage was about to arrive at the location of the Donggang Supervision Office. The two people in the carriage chatted, and before they knew it, they talked about the explosion in the ammunition depot last night. What Beitang Wangchuan said surprised Xia Pingan, because Xia Pingan got The source of the news, the ammunition factory was obviously done by Meng Mo, but why did Beitang Wangchuan say that the workers of the ammunition factory did it?

"Your Highness, isn't the incident in the ammunition factory done by the Blood Demon Cult? The workers in the ammunition factory are committing suicide..."

"It was those three people who took the shot. The result of the investigation by the Judgment Army is that the three people may have been controlled by the Gorefiend Cult with secret methods, and they became puppets without knowing it. Their homes live near the factory area. The explosion , none of their family members were spared, and all of them were killed, as long as their sanity is still a little bit normal, they will not do such a thing!"

"Dream devil?"

"I suspect it's a succubus, but because those three people are dead, it's still not sure how the succubus controlled those three people. Among the five demons of the Blood Demon Sect, the succubus is the most weird and unpredictable. You are a blood demon." The goal of teaching, how careful I am, ahem, by the way, Caocao can't leave the imperial city these days, and she asked me to send you a letter..."

As Beitang Wangchuan said, with a movement of his hand, he took out a letter sealed in a light green envelope. There were beautiful handwriting on the envelope, and it was scented with incense. You could smell a strange fragrance when you first touched it. The sweet scent on Caocao...

This girl, Caocao, regarded the crown prince of the Great Shang Kingdom as a messenger, and she didn't know how Beitang Wangchuan felt when she received the letter.

Xia Pingan was a little embarrassed, while Beitang Wangchuan was serious, with no unnecessary expressions on his face...

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A few minutes later, Beitang Wangchuan's carriage stopped at the gate of Donggang District Supervision Office, Xia Pingan got off the carriage, and the carriage left.

The atmosphere on Shangjingcheng Street today is very tense. The streets are full of patrolling policemen and soldiers of the Garrison Corps.

Walking along the way, almost all the hospitals I saw along the way were the wounded sent last night. The blood donation team outside the hospital lined up for hundreds of meters, and the ambulance carriages on the street were driving from the wounded area to the city one by one. Hospitals transport the wounded.

In fact, there were not many wounded in Qingwei Town, because in the corpse change, the so-called injury is equivalent to infection, which is almost the same as death.

However, the explosion at the capital ammunition factory last night brought tens of thousands of wounded people to Shangjing.

With so many wounded, the hospitals in Shangjing began to be overwhelmed.

Pedestrians on the street hurried, unknowingly exuding a tense atmosphere.

"Your Excellency, you are back..." Luo Laojiao, as usual, came out of the gatehouse as soon as Xia Ping'an came back, and saluted Xia Ping'an.

"Hmm..." Xia Pingan nodded and walked towards the building of the Supervision Office.

Then, before walking a few steps, Xia Pingan heard a dog barking, and then a black figure tied with a chain jumped out from the nearby grass and rushed to Xia Ping'an.

The dog raised by Lao Huang grinned at the little black pig, wanting to pounce on it.

Xia Pingan looked down and smiled.

It was the little black pig that rushed in front of him, and then knelt down for him.

The kneeling posture of a pig is different from that of a human. The little black pig kneels on the ground with two front hooves bent, while its rear legs stand upright and its buttocks are raised high. It looks a little funny. The two legs of the pig also kneel down, and you feel that the pig is lying on the ground as usual, instead of kneeling.

The little black pig's head couldn't be raised or completely lowered, so it could only kneel and nod to Xia Pingan continuously - that was kowtowing.

In the past few days, Xia Pingan completely handed over this little black pig to Luo Laojiao, let Luo Laojiao's dog watch over it, ate dog food, lived next to the kennel, was bitten and bullied by dogs from time to time .

In just a few days, this little black pig could see many scars from being bitten by dogs and scratched by dogs, and its body was also thinner, with several pig ribs exposed. The "whole pig" was completely emaciated.

Seeing that little black pig knelt down to Xia Ping'an, Luo Laojiao showed his yellow teeth and walked over with a smile, "My lord, this little black pig is quite clever. After two days of raising it, he will understand how to deal with it." To please my dog, the dog does not dare to open his mouth until he finishes eating. I thought, I will raise it for a few more months, and when it is fatter, I can kill it and cook a pot of braised pork. Pork belly and trotters can also be stewed A pot of wine..."

Hearing Luo Laojiao said that he wanted to cook braised pork, the little black pig was trembling all over, and kowtowed even faster.

"This pig is very clever, it would be a pity to kill it and eat it!" Xia Pingan smiled, looking at the little black pig who just kowtowed, he knew that this little black pig had really knelt down, what kind of dignity of a killer? What kind of stubbornness, what kind of personality, after being raised like a pig for a few days, can be trampled to pieces by a dog and a janitor Luo Laojiao.

"Your Excellency likes its cleverness, why don't I find a few sows to breed it and keep it for fun..." Lao Laojiao was flattering Xia Ping'an, and he didn't know that what he said was listening to the little black pig. In the pig's ears, the little black pig trembled deeply, and its eyes widened in horror.

"Is it difficult to breed this pig?"

"No trouble, give me some medicine, and then find a veterinarian who specializes in breeding pigs. It's all right. If you don't like it too noisy, you can gel it. This pig will stop making noise. I used to That’s what it’s for, the knife is still there, and you can fix it with a cup of tea..." Luo Laojiao aimed at the key part behind the pig's buttocks, eager to try.

The little black pig's tail was clamped tightly.

"I'll keep it for a few days, and I'll find you if I need a gelding!" Xia Pingan smiled, took the chain from the little black pig, and walked towards the building with the little black pig who couldn't walk steadily. .

Seeing Xia Pingan leading the little black pig into the building, the other people in the building were not surprised, and stepped aside to say hello to Xia Pingan one by one.

Xia Pingan took the pig directly to his office.

The iron-masked man is at the Supervision Office at this moment. This morning, after several strong men from the Judgment Army came to Qingwei Town, the iron-masked man didn't want to meet those strong men from the Judgment Army, so he left Qingwei Town directly and returned to Inspectorate, at the moment the man in the iron mask is sleeping and resting in his room.

The little black pig came to Xia Ping'an's office, still kneeling on the ground, motionless.

As usual, Wei Meiyu brought Xia Pingan a cup of tea, and then closed the door and went out.

Xia Pingan took out the jade pen, and a little golden light came out from the pen, and when it hit the little black pig's forehead, the little black pig's body began to change slowly, and it returned to the appearance of the assassin in the blink of an eye.

The assassin's body was covered with scars, and he knelt on the ground naked, curled up in a ball, not daring to lift his head.

Although he has regained his human form, the seal seal of the sealing technique is still in his body, penetrating deep into his flesh and blood genes, imprisoning his secret mandala and divine power.

"What's your name?" Xia Pingan asked calmly.

"My lord, my name is Yanxi!" The assassin's voice was hoarse, and his whole body was trembling.

At this moment, the assassin finally realized in one sentence, what is a rare human body, how happy it is to be a human being and be able to speak.

"Can you write?"

"Yes!" Yan Xi replied.

"Okay, Yanxi, come here, write a confession, tell me how the Sun family hired you to kill me, what reward they gave you, who from the Sun family connected with you, and what you did in Shangjing. Make a clear explanation of Wuyishi, and then press your fingerprints!"

Xia Pingan took out a pen and paper, put it on the table, and asked Yanxi to come over and write the confession.

With this assassin's confession, Xia Pingan only needs to present the confession to the Judgment Army, and the Judgment Army will naturally investigate. Without his further action, this confession can send the Sun family to hell.

Hiring assassins to sneak into the capital to assassinate the supervisor of the Judgment Army is a big taboo. If the Judgment Army doesn't give him an explanation, then Lin Yi can retire.

Looking at Yan Xi who was honestly writing the confession, Xia Pingan discovered that this sealing technique is really easy to use...

Chapter 3 The Poison of Heisha

Yanxi quickly wrote the confession and put her fingerprint on it.

The confession was written on two large sheets of paper, explaining everything clearly, where the Sun family found him, the person who connected with him, the compensation he gave him, how he contacted the Sun family after he arrived in Shangjing, and how he got it after he got it. Take the rest of the remuneration... everything is clearly explained, without any omissions.

As a top assassin, Yan Xi's handwriting is actually very good.

Xia Pingan read the confession, nodded in satisfaction, took out the jade pen, and Yanxi, who had just finished writing the confession, changed again, slowly turning into a little black pig again.

For the sake of Yanxi's honesty, Xia Pingan also gave Yanxi some preferential treatment, and took off the chain from Yanxi's neck, allowing him to regain his freedom of movement.

The little black pig who had regained his freedom was extremely well-behaved, so he ran to the corner of the office and stayed there, not saying a word, not moving, not running around, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

In the end, there was only one demon left among the five demons, and the matter of the Sun family could come to an end today. Xia Pingan let out a long breath, picked up the teacup that Wei Meiyu had poured, and was about to take a sip.

A figure flashed in front of Xia Ping'an's eyes, and the Fushen boy suddenly appeared, kicking the teacup away from his hand, and all the tea and water in the teacup fell on the floor of the office, making a clanging sound.

Xia Pingan was startled.

"Who..." Almost the moment the teacup fell to the ground, the iron-masked man appeared in Xia Ping'an's office, his eyes flickering, scanning the situation in the office.

In the eyes of the iron-masked man, there was nothing abnormal in this office except for Xia Ping'an and the water glass that suddenly fell on the ground.

"Well, I'm sorry, I suddenly slipped my hand and dropped the cup..." Xia Pingan was very satisfied with the iron-masked man's reaction, which is the quality that a bodyguard in the Qiyang Realm should have.

The iron-masked man didn't realize that there was an extra Fushen boy in Xia Ping'an's office at all. Seeing that Xia Ping'an didn't seem to have encountered any accident, the iron-masked man heaved a sigh of relief.

Dark Demon's bookstore has been closed down, and the bookstore turned into a bloody slaughterhouse in the end. Fukugami boy who had been following Dark Demon before, found something after Dark Demon was dealt with by the Shadow Guard, and wandered around outside After that, he finally came back to his master.

Xia Pingan thought that it was a coincidence that Fu Shen boy knocked over his teacup when he came back, but...

Boy Fushen stood on the table in front of Xia Ping'an, pointed to the tea on the floor, and gestured for drinking tea, then grabbed his own neck, turned his eyes white, and fell straight on the desk with his whole body. It quickly turned black and stiff, but jumped up again in a blink of an eye, and the body returned to normal, alive and kicking.

The performance of Fushen Boy wearing a bellyband is too cute, with a naive look and cuteness, but after watching Fushen Boy's performance, Xia Ping'an's face suddenly changed.

"Tea is poisonous!" Xia Pingan said to himself.

The Fushen boy nodded fiercely, made a face at Xia Pingan, jumped onto Xia Pingan's shoulder, and began to naughtily swing Xia Pingan's ears and hair, having a great time.

"What did you say?" The iron-masked man was also taken aback for a moment, thinking that Xia Pingan was talking to him, and then looked at the tea on the ground.

The tea that was sprinkled on the ground had a normal soup color, without any strange reaction, and it was not like those strange poisons, which were fine when placed in the cup, and would smoke as soon as it hit the ground, for fear that others would not know that it was a drama. Like poison.

Xia Pingan didn't speak, just took out a small piece of dried fish from his space warehouse, held it with chopsticks, and walked carefully to the tea spilled on the ground, dipped the dried fish in the tea on the ground, and then Go to the window of the office, open the window, take out a few pieces of the same dried fish and a small plate from the space warehouse, put all the dried fish in the small plate, and then put the small plate outside On the windowsill, closed the window, and waited patiently.

The dried fish had a fishy smell, and it was placed in the window. After a short time, less than 2 minutes, a few flies flying outside were attracted to it.

Yes, there are also flies in Shangjing City, especially in summer, there are quite a few flies. The flies will be attracted by the smell of dried fish, fly to the window sill, and land on the dried fish on the plate.

Two flies landed on the tea-soaked dried fish.

Just a few seconds later, the two flies fell down. The bodies of the flies stiffened, turned black, decomposed, and turned into fine black sand, which scattered on the plate little by little. When the wind blew, they disappeared. .

A few more flies landed on the piece of dried fish, but the end was the same, it turned into black fine sand in the blink of an eye and scattered with the wind.

"The poison of the evil spirit!" The iron-masked man inside the window gasped.

"You know this poison?" Xia Pingan looked at the man in the iron mask.

The iron-masked man's voice was incomparably dignified, "This is one of the most terrifying poisons. It is colorless, odorless, and almost imperceptible. But as long as it is eaten and enters the human body, that person will die within just a few breaths. The body will become stiff, and then turn into black fine sand, even a god can't save it, even a strong person in the Eight Suns Realm will only die if he is poisoned by this poison..."

Xia Pingan broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this. He almost drank his tea just now. If Boy Fushen hadn't appeared in time, he might have turned into a pile of black fine sand at this moment.