The evil-doer Hu Zhengchang died.
Huachun City has lost its city lord.
Bai Ruisong gritted his teeth and turned Fuyaoguang into the new city lord.
Fuyao Guang didn't know much about government affairs, but he was powerful and unrivaled. He also had a right heart and pulled out all the evil minions in the city lord's palace.
The maids, concubines, servants, guards, and even officials in the City Lord's Mansion were all impressed by Fuyaoguang's character and silently helped him hide his identity.
No one knew that Huachun had a new city lord quietly.
What Fuyaoguang wants to do is to dig out all the evildoers left behind by Hu Zhengchang in this city.
Lingchan thought for a moment and suggested seriously: "The gangster I caught in Wushan Town was engaged in human trafficking... He said he bought the goods from next door, and he betrayed Yang Yutang of the City Lord's Mansion. "
"The maid said that Yang Yutang is dead. Did you ask anything from him?"
"I don't know." Fuyaoguang is only responsible for finding out the evildoers. Bai Ruisong will interrogate them about the specific evil deeds they have done. "Bai Ruisong has records there."
Lingchan nodded, her dark eyes as calm as water, "I suspect that they are making wild sacrifices and using human lives to make the best. Their intentions must be quite big."
Fuyaoguang stood straight in front of her, "You want to investigate the case?"
"think."
"I'll take you to see Bai Ruisong tomorrow."
"Okay!" Lingchan showed a big, grateful smile.
"We haven't introduced ourselves yet, have we?" Lingchan said with a smile: "I am Lingchan, a monk who has just left the mountain. My goal is to help justice in the world! What about you?"
Fuyaoguang held the scabbard with his hand and said calmly: "Fuyaoguang has no father or mother."
He stood in the candlelight, but he was like a handful of snow on the top of Kunlun Mountain, refreshingly cold.
…
…
The two looked at each other.
Fuyaoguang's face was calm, and his black eyes were like still water flowing deep, without waves or ripples.
Lingchan asked in confusion: "Why don't you leave?"
"this is my room."
Lingchan: "...Do you want to watch me sleep?"
Fuyaoguang frowned in disapproval and said, "As a monk, you should practice hard. How can you rest at night?"
Lingchan: "..."
"No."
She uttered this word coldly and jumped onto the bed, holding the brocade quilt in her arms.
Fuyao stood on his bare toes and floated up.
He crossed his legs in the air, placed the long sword on his knees, closed his eyes, and started to make luck.
The doors and windows were closed, but the wind blew, and the fresh air between heaven and earth turned into a whirlwind, rotating around the Fuyao Light.
Lingchan hugged the quilt and was dumbfounded: [Isn't this world an era of spiritual decline and the end of the Dharma? Why! Why is this person able to respond to this level of heaven and earth phenomena just by practicing ordinary cultivation! 】
Ling Chan has worked hard and listened to the chicken dance for more than ten years, but it is estimated that he cannot absorb as much fresh air as Fuyao Guang in one day.
[Just,] the system said: [I am a god, but you are just a tool... you know. 】
"..."
Lingchan was not in the mood to sleep.
She piled quilts and pillows together to form a seat, making herself a little taller than the floating light in the sky. She crossed her legs, closed her eyes, and focused her mind, with her five hearts facing the sky, and began to practice.
She wants to enjoy the fresh air brought by the Fuyao light!
…
the next day.
Lingchan opened her eyes and stretched herself refreshed.
She was like a sponge that had been saturated with water, filled with fresh air, and swelled up.
It can be called radiant.
During this night's practice, her efficiency improved rapidly. In the past, the person with a broken leg was crawling on the ground with difficulty, but now her legs have finally grown back and she can walk easily.
Ling Chan felt happy physically and mentally, so she saw why Fuyao's light was so pleasing to the eye.
This is not only that annoying divine king, but also an accelerator for Lingchan’s cultivation!
She sat up and found that there was no Fuyaoguang in the room.
She opened the door and saw people in the yard.
Fuyaoguang is practicing martial arts.
He holds a wooden stick in his hand, and his figure is strong and vigorous. When he moves around, he looks like a swimming dragon emerging from the water, and his posture is like a startling giant.
The sound of piercing the sky is endless, and the sword energy rolls up the new leaves on the branches, spreading wildly.
Lingchan stood at the door, fascinated.
When the swinging light stopped, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were scattered all over the ground, and the branches in his hands turned into powder. He stood among the broken red leaves on the ground and saluted Lingchan, "Good morning."
"Good morning."
The girl holding the wooden door raised her eyes and showed a bright smile.
"Yesterday, you promised me that you could show me Yang Yutang's files..."
"I have already told the guards guarding the door, and they will notify Bai Ruisong."
Ling Chan smiled and rolled her eyes.
…
Bai Ruisong opened the door quickly, bringing with him a thick stack of files, including those of Yang Yutang and everyone who had been interrogated in the past few days.
Ling Chan looked at Yang Yutang first.
Yang Yutang did mention Jin Fuhu in the document, but he only said that he bought a large number of boys and girls from Jin Fuhu, and did not mention anything about evil sacrifices at all.
Ling Chan said: "Since the ban has been imposed, it is impossible to ask questions using mortal interrogation methods."
"But everything they can say is here, and nothing is left out." Bai Ruisong said firmly.
"Then, we will start with human trafficking and investigate where the children come from and where they go, one by one."
Bai Ruisong and Lingchan were reviewing the files face to face on the wooden table.
Fuyaoguang stood aside, holding his long sword. He was as cold and sharp as this sword.
He watched the two men burying their heads in writing, discussing a few words from time to time, and the more they talked, the closer their heads came to each other, "I think Hanxing Mountain must be a very key location!"
"But there is a dojo here, and there are immortals practicing here... We can't come and interfere for no reason!"
"Some people are holding evil sacrifices in the mountains, and you still call them unprovoked?"
"Girl, I don't understand," Bai Ruisong said from an old pamphlet, "This Taoist temple has been here in Huachun for nearly fifty years. The fog never clears all the year round. It's very strange. People who went there in the past have encountered misfortunes in the mountains. The ghost hit the wall and wandered out on his own.
But the girl comes from a famous family, so I wonder if she can pay her a visit the way a monk would. "
The paper was old and the characters were extremely complicated. Lingchan looked carefully at the ant-sized characters that Bai Ruisong pointed out to her. Her long hair fell from her shoulders and drooped on Bai Ruisong's hand.
The long hair is cold, but carries a light floral fragrance.
Bai Rui let go and shook, and his long hair quickly fell down.
He was a little flustered for no reason.
The first reaction was to look up at Fuyao Light.
He met Fuyaoguang's gaze.
His dark eyes were like a piece of ice that would not melt, exuding a calm chill.
Smooth, calm, and impersonal.
Bai Ruisong breathed a sigh of relief.
His loyalty to his lord is evident over time, and he will never spy on the person his lord likes, no matter how beautiful he is, it doesn't matter!
Snapped.
Bai Ruisong's forehead hurt.
Lingchan held the book and knocked on him, a little angry, "I called you several times and you didn't answer. What are you thinking!"
Bai Ruisong leaned back a little and said with a smile, "Sorry, sorry, it's my fault."
"Girl, can you say it again?"
Lingchan said: "I am walking in the world. I don't want to use the reputation of my master to send a letter to the Taoist temple with official documents. Now that I know the place, I can use Taoism to send the things there."
"good."
Bai Ruisong stood up, took a few steps back, and said with a smile, "In that case... I'll take my leave first."
"No." Lingchan said, "Where is the person who came with me now?"
(End of chapter)