The shockwave turned into a raging tide and spread out in ripples, stirring up dust and gravel. The houses in the distance collapsed, and many lives were annihilated without a sound.
With a muffled groan, the four Jinluo each took different defensive measures and floated far away, not daring to be in the center of the explosion.
When everything calmed down, the black-robed man was nowhere to be seen. The four Jinluo heaved a sigh of relief, but they couldn't help but feel angry.
"Who is this guy? I'm referring to that arm. "The white-robed Warlock suddenly appeared with his back facing everyone.
"Arm?" the sword-wielding Jinluo asked.
"According to my observation, that arm isn't his. I've never seen such terrible Devil Qi in my life," the warlock in white said.
Jiang Lvzhong stared at the back of the warlock in white. "Yang Qianhuan, are your eyes on the back of your head?"
The warlock in white named Yang Qianhuan said, "Before he left, I turned around and took a peek."
"…" Jiang Lvzhong said helplessly, "Can you turn around and talk nicely? You weren't like this before."
"Allow me to refuse. I do things as I please, and I don't care about anyone's opinion."
After saying that, he explained, "I've carefully observed the Supervisor and Wei Yuan. Didn't you notice that one of them likes to stand in the observation hall with his back facing you? The other likes to sit on the Eight Trigrams Platform with his back facing us?
"And we think that Wei Yuan and the Supervisor have the demeanor of an expert."
The four Jinluo felt like vomiting, but they couldn't spit it out.
Jiang Lvzhong shook his head and returned to the topic at hand. "So, according to the information we have, that arm is the Sealed Artifact under Sampo."
The Sealed Artifact under Sampo … Yang Qianhuan frowned. He had just returned to the capital the day before yesterday, and today he represented the Celestial Commissioner to help encircle a fanatic.
He knew that the Mountain River Temple of Yongzhen had been bombed a while ago, but he didn't pay much attention to it. As everyone knew, as long as a warlock had an alchemy lab and alchemy lab, and food was delivered on time, they could stay at home for ten years.
"That monk is most likely Heng Hui," the sword-wielding Jinluo said.
Yang Qianhuan's mind was filled with question marks as she listened to the conversation of the golden gongs, and she grew even more curious.
"If we can catch him, we'll know the whereabouts of Princess Pingyang," Jiang Lvzhong said.
Princess Pingyang? The Princess Pingyang who disappeared more than a year ago? Yang Qianhuan remembered that when this Princess had gone missing, almost all of the Imperial Astrologers had been mobilized, and they had caused a huge commotion.
"Jiang Lvzhong" was the warlock, and he couldn't help but.
"It's only been a few days since the Sang Po case, and you guys have already investigated the case so thoroughly? Wait a minute … why didn't I hear about this from my junior brothers in the Imperial Astrology Division? Don't tell me you didn't ask them to help with this case. You night watchmen aren't that good at handling cases. "
The high-ranked Warlock was confused.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for the warlocks of the Imperial Celestial to not inform him of such a major case as Sang Po. After all, the Imperial Celestial often assisted the imperial court in handling cases, and it was common for them to exchange information.
However, Yang Qianhuan had never heard of Heng Hui or Princess Ping Yang.
"What does that have to do with you? You sound so proud …" Yang Qianhuan didn't turn around. He asked, "Gong?
"What does that have to do with you? You sound so proud …" Yang Qianhuan didn't turn around. He asked, "Gong? Tell me. "
"You should know this Gong. Well, he's famous in the Celestial Commissioner." Jiang Lvzhong remembered the rumors about Xu Qi 'an. He knew that Xu Qi' an used to teach the warlock in white in the Celestial Commissioner. "His name is Xu Qi 'an."
"Xu Qi 'an?!" Yang Qianhuan's voice rose a few octaves.
He knew Xu Qi 'an. He knew him as soon as he returned to the Celestial Commissioner. Xu Qi' an gave lessons to his Junior Brothers. He loved to be in the limelight … He was a formidable opponent.
"He was the one who handled the Sampo Case. He seemed to have done a good job and was in the limelight … He was a formidable opponent.
"What's the origin of that arm?" Nangong Qianrou asked angrily.
"I don't know. But its owner is definitely above the Second Class. I don't know much about the Warrior System … Well, of course, I don't care to know." Yang Qianhuan's tone was deep, like an invincible and lonely swordsman.
"This man has been away from the capital for months. His condition is getting worse …" The people in Jinluo thought.
…
After yesterday's exertion, Xu Qi 'an, who was slightly injured, overslept. When he woke up, it was already dawn.
Since he was late, he wasn't in a hurry. He leisurely got dressed, washed up, and climbed over the wall to the main house for breakfast.
From afar, he could hear the gluttonous child crying loudly. His cry was full of vigor, like the roar of a hungry dragon.
When he entered the front hall, Second Uncle had already gone to work. Aunt Lingyue, who got up late, was having breakfast. Xu Lingyin put her hands behind her back, leaned forward, and attacked her mother with sound waves.
Aunt Lingyue, who had a beautiful face but a dignified temperament, frowned and ate silently.
Lv 'e was comforting the little bean.
"What's wrong?" Xu Qi 'an came in with a smile.
Xu Lingyue's eyes brightened. She turned around and said excitedly, "Big Brother, are you taking a break today?"
"I overslept …" Xu Qi 'an said shamefully.
"Big Brother, Big Brother." Xu Lingyin ran over with her short legs. She grabbed Xu Qi 'an's clothes with one hand and pointed at her mother and sister with the other. She said indignantly, "They stole my drumstick. They even stole a child's drumstick … Ouch, ouch, ouch …"
That much? Xu Qi 'an looked at Aunt Lingyue and her sister.
Aunt Lingyue snorted and didn't bother to explain.
Xu Lingyue said helplessly, "Lingyin left a drumstick last night. She couldn't bear to eat it, so she brought it back to the house. When she woke up this morning, the drumstick was gone. She thought that Mom and I stole it. "
"That should have happened after I left last night. Otherwise, Xu Lingyin would be grabbing her mother's sleeve and accusing me of stealing her drumstick …" Xu Qi 'an touched the little bean's head.
"Big Brother is the best at solving cases. I'll make the decision for you."
The little bean was happy when he heard that. He thought that Big Brother was the best, except for the fact that he liked to steal his food. He grabbed Big Brother's clothes tightly and glared at his mother and sister.
Xu Lingyue met Big Brother's eyes and said, "I asked the maid who took care of her. She said that Lingyin ate it in the middle of the night, but she didn't believe it."
Xu Qi 'an looked down and asked, "Did you eat it?"
Xu Lingyin said loudly, "I didn't."
Xu Lingyue said, "The maid said she ate it with her eyes closed. We found a drumstick bone at the head of her bed. She ate it very cleanly. That's how she ate it."
"Big Brother, it must be Sister who ate it. She lied." Xu Lingyin couldn't accept the fact that she ate the drumstick that she couldn't bear to eat.
"Big Brother already knows who ate it."
"Who?"
You ate it with your mouth, but your brain doesn't know … Xu Qi 'an said, "It's a ghost."
"A dead ghost?" Xu Lingyin was so shocked that she couldn't pronounce it properly.
"Don't scare the child," Aunt said unhappily. Then, she said to the young daughter, "Sprinkle salt on the ghost and fry it in oil. It's even more delicious than a drumstick."
Xu Lingyin was scared and yearned for it.
…
After breakfast, Xu Qi 'an rode to the yamen. He said to Song Tingfeng with squinted eyes, "Ning Yan, Duke Wei just sent someone to invite you to Building of Noble Spirit."
"You didn't say I was late, did you?" Xu Qi 'an said.
"I said you were in the toilet," he said with squinted eyes.
"…" Xu Qi 'an nodded and turned to go to Building of Noble Spirit.
After the guard informed him, he quickly went up the building. Then, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Other than Wei Yuan, there were four other Jinluo in the tea room. They all had injuries on their bodies. Yang Yan's arm was hung with gauze. It seemed that his arm was fractured.
Jiang Lvzhong's forehead was tightly bandaged. He was only wearing one boot, and the other was wrapped in thick gauze.
Nangong Qianrou looked normal, but his face was as pale as a paper doll.
The other Jinluo that he didn't know had thick gauze wrapped around his head. It looked like he was beaten up in a street fight.
The scene was absurd and funny. The high-ranked Warrior looked like a group of hooligans who had lost a gang fight. He was a little dejected.
"Pfft …" Xu Qi 'an turned his head and couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" The four Jinluo stared at him expressionlessly.
"I'm not laughing …" Xu Qi 'an didn't admit it.
Wei Yuan called Xu Qi 'an over and pointed at the seat opposite him. He said, "Heng Hui appeared last night. Her target is the Minister of War's Residence."
Xu Qi 'an put away his playful expression and turned serious. "Jinluo …"
Wei Yuan nodded. "Heng Hui injured him. The yamen set up a trap at the Minister of War's Residence and the Prime Minister's Residence last night. Four Jinluo and Supervisor's third disciple, Yang Qianhuan, five Rank-4 experts couldn't stop Heng Hui."
Xu Qi 'an was both shocked and not. He didn't expect five Rank-4 experts to fight at the same time. He wasn't shocked because he thought that the Sealed Artifact under Sampo should be of this level.
"What's its origin? Did you see it clearly?" Xu Qi 'an asked the Sealed Artifact itself.
"A broken hand," Jiang Lvzhong answered.
As expected … as expected, it was that strange hand. Xu Qi 'an looked at Wei Yuan. "Duke Wei, what rank is it?"
What realm was its master in if he had such strength with just one hand?
"At least Second Rank-2," Wei Yuan said.
At least Second Rank-2, but most likely Rank-1 … Otherwise, it wouldn't have been sealed and not killed … Xu Qi 'an guessed, "What's the origin of the Sealed Artifact? Is it related to the demon clan?"
"It's a big secret. I don't know the details." Wei Yuan refused to disclose.
A broken hand, a powerhouse, and it involved the Celestial Commissioner, the royal family, and the Buddhists. It also involved the history of five hundred years ago. Xu Qi 'an thought. He glanced at the Jinluo, trying to find some clues from their eyes.
The Jinluo ignored the little gong's observation.
"Heng Hui has a Dharma artifact that can shield his breath. I can be sure that he hasn't left the city. I reported the situation to His Majesty this morning," Wei Yuan said gently.
"Continue to investigate."
Xu Qi 'an understood the eunuch's hint. "Where's the Minister of War?"
"He's under house arrest in the name of protection." Wei Yuan took a sip of tea.
"I will go and investigate right away." Xu Qi 'an understood what he meant.
Wei Yuan reminded him, "Minister Zhang is a Second Rank-2 official. Be careful. Those above the Fourth Rank-2 are not allowed to use the Aura Observation Spell. This is the rule, but you can still bring the warlock. "
This means that although the warlock's accusation can't be used as evidence, it can be used as a reference … Xu Qi 'an cupped his fists. "Yes."
He glanced at the dejected golden gongs, and with a "puff" sound, he hurriedly left the tea room before the golden gongs got angry.
