"The matter has reached this point. It's useless to talk more. Let's take it one step at a time."
Zhang Jingheng didn't want to mention this matter more. If he continued to mention it, it would be his mistake.
So after responding vaguely, he immediately gave everyone new instructions.
"let's go."
Everyone followed him and left the place, heading to the depths of Ciyun Village to look for Huang Lu.
Many villagers in the village were alarmed and got up overnight to check.
Most of them hid in their houses in fear, but some boldly came out and held torches in groups to encourage each other.
In such a place, thieves have been encountered in the past and the people in the village have some ability to protect themselves.
"You... what have you done?" The villagers said in fear when they saw Zhang Jingheng and the people from the Demon-Suppressing Division wielding various swords and crossbows.
They also seemed to have some surprises. Unexpectedly, these people looked quite well-equipped and did not look like ordinary thieves.
Zhang Jingheng snorted coldly and didn't even bother to pay attention to these people.
One of his servants came out and asked, "Have you seen the Yellow Road?"
The villagers looked at each other, some unsure of their approach.
"What happened to you Zhuangtou happened. We are the officers and soldiers sent by the imperial court to arrest him. If we dare to harbor the imperial criminal, we are guilty of the same crime as him!"
The guest snorted, changed his voice to a stern look, and said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several villagers changed drastically.
"Sure enough, there is a problem, capture them!" Zhang Jingheng immediately ordered.
The people from the Suppressing Demon Division quickly took action, and in the blink of an eye, they captured those people who looked strange.
"What are you doing?"
"let me go!"
The villagers were shocked and angry, but mostly fearful.
"Be honest!" The retainer brought by Zhang Jingheng kicked him violently, knocking down a villager who was struggling fiercely.
When the other villagers saw this man's fierce look, they immediately became submissive and did not dare to say anything more.
"If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a fine drink!" Zhang Jingheng snorted coldly, "You must know something. From now on, if you dare to violate the law, you will be killed without mercy."
After hearing this, the doorman pulled out his knife and made malicious gestures on the necks of those people.
"My lord, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!"
"We did see Zhuangtou go in just now. He was in a hurry and didn't say hello to us. We didn't know anything else."
"Sir, what these people say is not true. We don't need to talk nonsense with them. Why don't we hold it for now and continue to pursue it." The retainer suggested.
"Master Zhang, I heard that Huang Lu was heading this way."
Among the people from the Demon Suppression Department, one person reminded him in time.
He is a person who has control over strange powers such as demonic organs, and he has reported this before.
However, due to the hasty joint action between the two groups, they failed to perform well.
"I almost forgot that you still have this ability!
Why are you talking nonsense to these people? Let’s leave immediately. "
Zhang Jingheng patted his head and said quickly.
…
There is another place in Ciyun Villa.
"Huh...huh..."
The yellow road was miserable, and I stumbled to a big house.
This is not the house where he lives, but another place more than a hundred feet away from the house.
He guessed that those people might search for the place where he lived, so he did not go back rashly, but came here.
"This is simply unreasonable!"
Huang Lu held his hand against the wall and panted for a while, feeling the squeezing coming from his chest like a bellows. Huang Lu's eyes were filled with anger.
But even though he was angry, he didn't dare to stop and continued walking inside.
At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, thinking that those people were so good, even Chen Dingguan and Jia Xianke had fallen into trouble.
In Huang Lu's opinion, those two people were still considered masters.
The elders of the Demon Sect can definitely be regarded as figures in the wild world.
But what about the characters? In front of the Demon Suppressor who controls most of the world's resources, isn't he still like a lost dog?
“If this continues, sooner or later this place will be ransacked by them.
You forced me to do this..."
Huang Lu fiercely gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind.
He knew that this time he was completely screwed.
I thought they were just ordinary passers-by. Even if there were court eagle dogs among them, they were just ordinary county police officers and the like.
It's already good to have one or two third-rate masters.
But he didn't expect that he kicked the steel plate.
The visitor turned out to be from my uncle’s family in Xiaoguo, the Holy City!
Jia Xianke recognized Zhang Jingheng, but did not recognize the other members of the Demon Suppression Division.
But he can tell the difference more or less, and other people are not so simple.
Regardless of Xue An, Zhou Gui, or the other accompanying Liu Changxi, Huang Dahu, Wang Ruhai, Wan Cheng and others, they can be regarded as second- or third-rate masters in the world of Caomang.
At this time, there was a faint voice coming from behind.
"Those people are indeed very skilled in their methods. They actually came here to hunt down this fool."
Huang Lu immediately gave up all chances.
After panting for a while, he gritted his teeth and walked into the big house.
It was pitch dark inside, and the scenery could not be seen clearly, but in the darkness, there were a few faint lights coming out of it, like will-o'-the-wisps at night.
There was a solemn look on Huang Lu's face, and he did not get close to the few flames. Instead, he carefully played the bone flute at the entrance of the compound.
A subtle sound came out, weeping and complaining in the black night, and there was an indescribable and mysterious feeling.
Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed.
Something seemed to be moving.
One, two, three...
A total of seven figures walked out of the house.
Huang Lu held his breath and immediately stopped any movement.
The spring night was dim and the waning moon had no light, but with some light cast by the thin clouds, he could still vaguely see the figures slowly appearing.
Those were actually several demonic soldiers that were different from other walking dead.
Their clothes and flesh seemed to be more complete. Except for the slight purple color of their skin, which looked like a sickly color, other parts, including their walking posture, were much more natural than those in the big shacks in the valley.
Compared with the walking dead, these demons may be more appropriately described as "patients" and "weirds"!
He stopped breathing as the other person approached.
This seems to be an avoidance method based on a certain strange regularity. If outsiders don't know it, they will be sensed by these evil spirits.
Sure enough, footsteps came from outside, and Zhang Jingheng and others arrived.
These demonic soldiers who came out suddenly raised their heads, as if they were guided by some kind of order, and suddenly became quick to move, and rushed forward one after another.
They arrived in front of everyone as fast as ghosts.
"what?"
Everyone who was caught off guard couldn't help but be startled.
In the blink of an eye, someone was knocked down, screamed in misery, and grabbed hard.
Bah!
With a terrible loud noise like tearing cloth, the man screamed and was torn apart.
Another one was seen rushing into the crowd, charging like a giant elephant.
Several people repeatedly slashed their swords, but when they slashed them, they made a clanging sound.
"What a vicious evil spirit!"
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help being shocked.
"Hold them, separate out a few people, and clear the yellow road inside first.
He is inside, he cannot be allowed to hide and control these magic soldiers! "
Zhang Jingheng still had some sense and noticed something was wrong, so he quickly ordered.
Huang Lu heard this and ran away immediately.
But no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't run as fast as the Demon Suppressor.
His pursuers quickly caught up with him dozens of feet away from the big house. The moment he was close to the attack range of his own magic, he raised his hand and clapped it, and the red light in his palm was like lightning, and he attacked.
In the blink of an eye, the red light nailed Huang Lu's head, knocking him to the ground instantly.
The strange power he controlled suppressed Huang Lu.
Huang Lu seemed to have some skills, but after all, he was just a strong man from the countryside. Compared with the experienced demon-suppressing man, he was still far behind.
After being hit, he failed to get up again, but instead covered his head and screamed in pain.
The two men stepped forward, couldn't help but put their hands behind their backs, and picked it up.
"Stop those evil spirits quickly!" the demon-suppressing man who caught Huang Lu shouted sharply.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha." Huang Lu had a ferocious face and laughed ferociously, "Stop? If you can't stop, it's impossible to stop!"
"What's the meaning?"
"These demons are half-finished products without control. Once they come out of the cage, they can no longer be suppressed."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
