Chapter 287: Drink porridge and investigate cases
You Chuiyun clutched his waist in exhaustion, holding Zheng Xiaohong's father's belt with his other hand and walked out of the Fenglei Pavilion's door. The sun was a little dazzling, and he was shocked by the scene of "sad people everywhere" in front of him. He opened his mouth slightly, but could not say anything. Speak up.
"This... I did this? How could it be so outrageous?" You Chuiyun shuddered and threw Zheng Xiaohong's father to the ground.
"It seems that my destiny is in conflict with the Zheng family... I always tear down the family..."
Even he himself had to admit that he was very good at demolishing other people's houses.
You Chuiyun never expected that the combined power of his two techniques would be so amazing, and the entire Zheng Family Villa seemed to have experienced a divine punishment.
He looked from afar and saw a chasm running through the villa, like a brand new avenue.
Both sides were covered with ruins and piles of rubble.
"That's outrageous."
You Chuiyun took off the wind talisman from his hand, put it into his bag, and walked away...but before leaving, he looked back.
It seems that with such a glance, you can see the woman who is isolated from the world at the deepest level.
The woman whose beauty was second only to Princess Zhaoyang in his mind - Liu Qinmei.
He alone could not achieve such a devastating power... He had a feeling that Liu Qinmei might have helped him.
You Chuiyun lowered his head and looked at the old man who was pretending to be dead. He was angry and laughing. He didn't know how to deal with this old man.
"don't want!"
A woman rushed out from nowhere, hugged You Chuiyun's waist and began to beg: "Please don't kill my father! I was wrong, we were wrong... Please, please."
You Chuiyun had an injury on his waist, and he was shivering in pain from being hit by her like this. He couldn't catch his breath for a long time, but Zheng Xiaohong didn't seem to notice this at all, holding You Chuiyun's waist and swinging... …
"Stop, stop, stop...don't kill, don't kill, let go!"
You Chuiyun didn't want to hit the woman, so he lifted her up in the air with one hand.
Zheng Xiaohong bared her teeth and cried for a long time, and finally lowered her head and sobbed: "Don't kill my dad, don't kill my dad - I can be a cow or a horse for you, no matter what... wu wu wu."
Her father was still pretending to be dead, but occasionally moved his eyelids to observe the situation.
"Old man, don't pretend to be dead. For the sake of your daughter... Bah... What face do your father and daughter have with me?"
You Chuiyun pouted, and Zheng Xiaohong raised her head pitifully like a dog.
"Ah, okay, okay, I see how pitiful you are... I'll let you go -"
You Chuiyun put her down and slapped Zheng Xiaohong on the head: "Don't go against me in the future, okay? Don't provoke me, okay?"
Zheng Xiaohong was so wronged that she wanted to cry again, but she held it back and let out a tearful sigh.
"Go ahead."
Zheng Xiaohong immediately got up from her lying position and wanted to step forward to check on her father's condition.
But You Chuiyun patted her on the back smoothly.
Snapped.
But suddenly there was a strange feeling, and You Chuiyun raised his eyebrows. Just now, he felt the perfect and plump touch on his hand.
Damn it, wrong shot.
Zheng Xiaohong turned around sadly, and You Chuiyun had to pretend not to see it.
At this time, a red-clothed hall official landed next to You Chuiyun, standing faintly in front of him.
"Master Yun?"
Yun Qingxia ignored him and didn't look back.
Because there was an older man with sharp claws standing on top of the mound opposite.
Zheng Xilai and other guests from Zheng's family and friends, and almost all the masters in Zheng's Villa came to the door of Fenglei Pavilion.
Thousands of people gathered in Wuyangyang, and each member of the Zheng family could only be described in four words - sharing the same hatred and hatred.
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"Kill Yubukiyun!"
"Kill Yubukiyun!"
"Kill Yubukiyun!"
Some of them in the crowd started chanting slogans together.
The darkness was like a black cloud covering them, and everyone's face was full of murderous looks, no less than those monster soldiers You Chuiyun saw on the battlefield.
In any case, You Chuiyun can be regarded as destroying people's homes, which can be said to be a mortal enemy.
But he was not afraid at all. Of course, it was not because of Yun Qingxia's fake power... but because of his calmness after being bloody on the battlefield.
Yun Qingxia frowned... Originally, his plan was to let Wang Luo act in accordance with the law, and the conspiracy was invincible - the matter did not involve You Chuiyun at all.
Unexpected coincidences and changes, this scene is what Yun Qingxia does not want to see. As a planner, showing up in person is a trick.
At this time, God Catcher Wang Luo also descended from the sky and stood next to Yun Qingxia.
With Wang Luo's presence, it seems that You Chuiyun's side is no longer so weak.
But the excitement over there was in stark contrast to the indifference here——
Yun Qingxia suddenly said slowly: "Before leaving, do you have anything to say?"
You Chuiyun said in surprise: "Me? What do you mean - adding fuel to the fire? There are so many people in the Zheng family, if we add fuel to the fire, we will be fried."
Wang Luo snorted: "We are here together, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm sorry I didn't ask for advice."
"Wang Luo."
You Chuiyun took a breath: "Catch the God."
Wang Luo made a thick nasal sound, which was regarded as admission.
"Then I want to..."
You Chuiyun rolled up his sleeves and walked forward angrily: "Go up and kill them—"
Even Yun Qingxia couldn't hold back. He found that it was difficult for him to maintain his image as a superior person in front of this nephew - my nephew defeated me.
He put his hand on You Chuiyun's shoulder and restrained him lightly: "The Zheng family has been in a state of panic by you. It is wise to keep a line in life so that we can meet each other in the world."
"Master Yun, how come you, a Confucian saint, talk like us roughnecks?"
Wang Luo mocked, and after noticing the gaze of the woman opposite him, he flipped up the naturally curly hair in front of his forehead.
"The words are rough but the truth is not rough... You have to be merciful and merciful. You Chuiyun, let's go. We are outnumbered by the enemy..." Of course, Yun Qingxia couldn't say the last sentence.
What Yun Qingxia said is true... The Zheng family's headquarters here has been in business for thousands of years, and there are countless formations and restrictions. Even if Yun Qingxia and Wang Luo are involved in this place, the time, place, people, and people are not even one of them.
"Well, they paid the price anyway..." You Chuiyun understood clearly and was just pretending, just to save some face for Yun Qingxia.
The ancestor of the Zheng family said sadly: "Is the culprit able to get away safely?"
Yun Qingxia and Youchui Yun Wangluo took a step forward.
But You Chuiyun suddenly said loudly: "I will not offend others unless they offend me. You, the Zheng family, bullied me first! I will destroy your Zheng family later. The right way is to repay a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. Repaying debts is a matter of course, even if Speaking of which, no one in the world thought that what I did was inappropriate.
Senior, please don't bully others. I'm just a junior... The seniors have repeatedly interfered in the junior's affairs, causing today's disaster.
But I dare to ask - is there retribution? ? "
The ancestors of the Zheng family were afraid of Yun Qingxia and Wang Luo.
He squinted his eyes and his voice was hoarse: "What a junior thing, junior! Your name is You Chuiyun, and I, the Zheng family, will remember it."
"Wait a minute - I don't want to deal with the grudges between you...but the Lingnan human trafficking case, I have decided to take charge of this case. Since I have kicked in the door today, I have to investigate this case. Your Zheng family You’d better think about how to hide those evidences.”
Wang Luo added a sentence at this critical moment.
Zheng
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The ancestor's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud.
Yun Qingxia took You Chuiyun and left.
——
Within half an hour, a group of powerful sword guards came from outside the Zheng family villa. At least they were all from the Golden Core realm, and more than a dozen from the Yuanshen realm. Zou Shicheng's troops also received an order to cooperate with Wang Luo in searching the Zheng family.
The ancestor of the Zheng family held the gold medal given by Emperor Taizu. After several stalemates and communication, Wang Luo forced his way in.
After a night, You Chuiyun covered his waist, stretched, and slowly walked out of the inn.
The old man at the post station knew that this man was a man. He saw that there were all powerful soldiers standing around the post station with their chests raised and their heads raised. It seemed that they were all here to protect this man.
"Young master, have you slept?" The old official laughed, his teeth were all chipped.
You Chuiyun smiled and nodded. After a night of recovery, the injury on his waist was much better.
"Are you hungry, sir? We have cooked porridge here..."
"Is it mixed with red sweet potato?"
"Yes, there are also radish and pickles."
"Then have a bowl."
The old official gave You Chuiyun a bowl full of red sweet potato porridge, and the rim of the bowl was full of paste.
You Chuiyun pursed his lips and smacked the rim of the bowl, then sat on a mottled bench and rustled the bowl of porridge at the small table.
The chopsticks were not moved, they were all picked up by the old man one chopstick at a time.
"The pickles are well pickled, and Big Brother is a good craftsman."
"Hey, sir, you've given me a reward."
You Chuiyun stood up, and there was a tael of silver lying quietly on the table, which could probably buy ten barrels of such porridge.
At this time, Zou Wenchun came from outside with a cheerful face: "Master You, oh, it's so elegant. Let's drink... porridge."
The old official took the money and originally wanted to stuff it back to You Chuiyun, but when he saw the big man in armor, he immediately retreated in fear and did not dare to speak.
You Chuiyun licked his lips: "Brother Wenchun, how are you? What did you find?"
Zou Wenchun stamped his feet angrily and complained: "I finally forced my way in and searched for a while, but I didn't find anything here. I only found something from the God Catcher.
Then the old monster of the Zheng family who has lived for who knows how long said something to the catcher and the eldest brother, and that’s the end of it. Let’s just leave the Zheng family.
The eldest brother said that he could indeed find the bad luck of the Zheng family, but the search time was too short and he could not find any evidence that caused harm to the Zheng family. "
You Chuiyun nodded with deep approval: "Zheng Xilai's work is impeccable. Even if we let us search for a while, there will probably be no results. The Zheng family is the descendant of the founding father, and there are people in the court, so the pressure to hunt for the gods is probably quite high.
This matter will probably be settled, and the price paid by the Zheng family should be affordable. "
"Hi, amazing..."
Zou Wenchun nodded and said: "Master You, what you said is exactly the same as what my elder brother said. Hehe, really, what a hero sees... everything is the same."
You Chuiyun shook his head and said: "Brother Wenchun, don't talk like this..."
"By the way, did Mr. You accept a dozen mixed-race people?"
"Yes, General Zou bought it for me at the Nanling Pass auction...what happened?"
"Then please move on, You Chuiyun. We have found some accounts and we need Master You to check them together."
"Right?"
"Hey, I still can't deceive Master You. There are too many accounts - the local officials can't be trusted either. We are rough people too. Master You, please help us."
"No, Wang Luo, the God Catcher, has a photographic memory. It's been rumored in the world. Wouldn't he be able to understand these accounts at a glance?"
"Sir Wang Luo left early in the morning - the case was handed over to Mr. Yun. Mr. Yun claimed that he didn't want to take care of it, but wouldn't it fall on us? We roughnecks are not suitable to be the presiding officers. After thinking about it, Won’t Master You be the only cultural person left?”
"Okay, okay, I'll let you go."
(End of chapter)
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