Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

"So, senior brother, he has left Beifu Prefecture."

Sheng Qingzhi was sitting on a Taishi chair, with his hands spread apart and placed on the armrests of the chair. Unintentionally, he had a posture as solemn as a mountain.

"yes."

In front of the Grand Master's chair, half-kneeling on his knees was a man covered in armor. It was the Zitang-faced man.

"The Lord came to the outside world for an urgent matter. I received the news this morning and rushed there immediately."

"knew."

Sheng Qing's right hand is playing with a copper gourd. This gourd is exquisitely made of wind-milled copper, decorated with southern red and turquoise, and has four images and eight trigrams carved on the outside.

"By the way, what are the children of the He family doing?"

He casually placed the gourd on the wooden table. I don't know what is hidden in the gourd. I can vaguely hear a "buzzing" sound inside, and it seems like there is a swirling wind and thunder hidden in the belly.

"According to the information gathered by our people."

Zitang lowered his head and his voice was low and rough.

"Then the children of the He family sent out their servants to Feiyumen, Changfenghui, Tiexin Martial Arts School, Dongchang Escort Bureau, Mr. Wei Danbian... and the black and white groups around Sui'an City, informing them that the mountains should be annihilated in advance. Mandrill', but it didn't go well."

"It's natural."

Magistrate Sheng tugged at his beard and sighed: "To put it bluntly, these rough and tumble heroes are just a bunch of ruffians and a rabble. This group of people has always acted according to the wind, seeking profit and avoiding danger. They all heard the rumors in the city and thought that this was the case." The eldest son of the He family is about to fall, why would he take the initiative to join in the fun?"

"Then this guy can't gather the manpower to search the mountain, so why should we waste our time on him?"

Zitang's face was obviously confused.

"Sir, searching the mountain still requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and the one-horned mandrill has actually become a thing. Two of my brothers in the Feiyun Thirteen Cavalry encountered that mandrill when they entered the mountain and almost died. It was a big loss, and the government officials who entered the mountain also suffered a lot of casualties."

It should be noted that the selection of slave soldiers in Chongyang Palace often goes through thousands of screenings before they can be selected. The thirteen Feiyun knights under Master Zhen are all brave men with strong natures and are not afraid of life and death. However, not being afraid of death does not mean that they are willing to take the initiative. Seeking death.

Monsters like mandrills have lived for hundreds of years, and their spiritual wisdom has gradually grown. It is no longer something ordinary people can fight against. Unless the sect sends monks who are proficient in magic, they can suppress it with magic power.

Zi Lianlian knew very well that given the current situation, if he lacked manpower and material resources, it would undoubtedly be difficult to search Siding Mountain and find the whereabouts of Cheng Zhi.

"There must be a brave man under a heavy reward. The He family's starting price, people in the world are greedy for fame and fortune, as long as the money is given... But this time the He family's boy will never have smooth sailing like in the past."

Magistrate Sheng had a sneer on his lips.

"It is true that this son is very resourceful. The He family is running well in his hands, which shows that he does have some skills. However, it is unwise for a mere businessman to keep customers and make friends with people in the world..."

Zi Tanglian frowned slightly when he heard this, but he could tell that Magistrate Sheng really didn't like the eldest young master of the He family.

This mentality is not difficult to guess. He Ping, a merchant, did not obediently keep maids and concubines, spent huge sums of money to build gardens and mansions, and spent thousands of dollars on antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but he chose to rely on the financial resources of a wealthy businessman to accumulate so much. As a retainer, this is a very bad sign in the eyes of the government.

——You, He Ping, are you a bit of a bastard? With so many people under your control, do you intend to exercise your will and dominate others, or do you want to gather people to cause trouble and threaten the officials?

From the very beginning, Magistrate Sheng couldn't stand the behavior of the children of the He family and just didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"The He family is the head of the merchants in Sui'an City, so we can't leave it alone. Since the He family's son is not suitable to be the head of the family, let's choose someone else... That He Jin is also a smart man, so it is not a bad thing for him to be the head of the family. .”

Sheng Qingzhi's tone was indifferent, but his tone was surprisingly loud. It seemed that he was not the prefect of Sui'an City, but the Supreme Emperor. Everything in the city was subject to his control, even if it was the change of the head of the He family, a private matter in the race. No exception.

"correct."

Sheng Qing changed the subject.

"The person who killed my son, the murderer behind it, has been found out."

"About this."

Zi Lianlian said without thinking: "First of all, we investigated the 'Linjiang Immortal' and found that Chengzhi used a human skin mask to replace a clerk named 'Wang Liu' and sneaked into it. In addition, the body was found in that clerk's house. Found."

"Replacement? How can Linjiangxian's clerk be easily replaced by an outsider? Even if he is disguised as another person with a human skin mask, his words and deeds will be noticed by acquaintances."

Sheng Qingzhi asked back: "It's impossible for no one to know that Wang Liu has been replaced, right?"

"Cheng Zhi disguised himself well. He should be very familiar with the identity of that guy. Wang Liu is a taciturn person. As long as he doesn't talk much, it will be difficult for outsiders to detect him."

The purple face continued to analyze: "We speculate that Linjiang Immortal should have an internal agent. After checking, we found that three months ago, a clerk who was familiar with the dead clerk Wang Liu pretended that my mother was sick and had to go back to take care of her. , so I quit my job in the store.”

"This person should be the clue."

"But he is dead, including his mother. He has been home for half a month, and there happened to be a fire. The whole house was burned to ashes, and the body was burned beyond recognition. Even if the dead body is exhumed, it will be difficult to detect the true body."

This person was most likely an insider. It was not necessarily him and his mother who were burned to death in the fire, but the body of "Li Daitao Jong" found elsewhere.

The purple-chested face sighed.

"This clue has been broken."

Sheng Qingzhi had a calm face. He thought for a moment and then asked: "Cheng Zhi first assassinated Jie San, then killed my son in Linjiangxian, and then escaped through the water. There must be someone here to help. You can investigate in this direction." …”

"In fact, we have also checked, but unfortunately there are not many things that can be found from this direction. The other party concealed it very well, and his hands and tail were very clean, and there are no clues."

Zi Lun glanced at Sheng Qingzhi, whose face was getting gloomier, and continued: "However, according to our investigation and analysis, it is estimated that the only ones who can do this kind of thing in Sui'an City are the Changfeng Hui, the He family and the Ren family. There are also forces such as Tiexin Martial Arts School and Feiyumen."

"Changfeng Club belongs to me. The Ren family is a local noble family and has no reason to get involved in these things... Tiexin Martial Arts School and Feiyumen don't have the guts. It seems that the only ones who are capable of cooperating with Chengzhi to kill my son are the He family. .”

"However, this is just our speculation, and it is not..."

"My son is dead. No matter who killed him, someone must give an explanation for his death."

Sheng Qingzhi stretched out his right hand, and the long nails on his slender fingertips tapped lightly on the table.

"...In order to give my son an explanation, I will not hesitate even if the He family is buried with him."

After hearing what Magistrate Sheng said, Zitang just lowered his head and said nothing.