A thin mist lingered on the top of the mountain. In the cool air, unknown insects were chirping softly. When the morning dew fell, early birds flew out of the forest and flew over the wild.
The night was over and the sky was bright.
When the early farmers opened their doors, the officers and constables of the nearby counties were coming out of the Dabie Mountains one after another. Many people from the Underworld secretly chose to escape in the direction with fewer people.
After a night of chaos, the Dabie Mountains were still not at peace. The Seven Buddhas of Fang were beheaded and Fang Baihua was executed. The bailiffs also picked up a part of her broken body from the bottom of the cliff. After the primary target of this roundup disappeared, the situation became delicate. The Manichaeism troops led by Sikong Nan and the others didn't dare to contact the people of the Ministry of Penalty anymore. Who knew if the madmen of the Office of Secret Investigation had really instigated the few chief constables. As for the group of people from the Underworld who came to join in the fun, their identities were even more delicate at this time.
Some of the Wulin tycoons who had a good relationship with the government might have some connections with the constables. As for the bandits who had committed crimes and were wanted, the Ministry of Penalty turned a blind eye to them at first. Now that there was nothing else to worry about, they wouldn't be polite to them. They immediately raised their swords and began to sweep the mountains and plains.
This time, after dozens of days of planning and roundup, they finally killed Fang Baihua, but lost Fang Qifo, who was still alive. Even his head was in the hands of the Office of Secret Investigation. When they thought about it carefully, they had mobilized so many people but ended up suffering a loss in the end. While the few chief arresters were furious, they could only seek compensation from the bandits and robbers. In an instant, many people were unlucky.
During the roundup, the Ministry of Penalty only sent a few people to chase after Chen Fan and the others who had already escaped. The main force of the pursuers was still Sikong Nan's team. Ning Yi and a group of members of the Office of Secret Investigation harassed them for a while. Seeing that the surrounding forces of the Ministry of Penalty were gradually weakening, they gave up the provocation and quickly retreated.
Later that night, several fierce but strange fights broke out in the forest. All of them revolved around the account books on Deng Yuanjue's body. It was hard to tell which side the participants were from. They might or might not know each other, and there were even internal members of the Ministry of Justice involved. One of the accounts had been torn to shreds, and a few torn pages had leaked out, but it was still difficult to distinguish the authenticity of all the accounts.
All took an ambiguous attitude towards the matter, and it was not mentioned in the next report, nor was it ever mentioned again by any of the parties who had taken part in it. Ning Yi was not involved in this matter. He naturally understood that if these account books fell into the hands of those clans, it would only cause internal strife. But if it fell into the hands of the Right Minister's residence, it would cause a secret siege and hatred — — Although Qin Siyuan had mentioned that he wanted to use the accounts to balance these clans, but Ning Yi still chose to stay out of it. Anyway, it was not a task that he had to complete, he only needed to say that the operation had failed.
As for the Office of Secret Investigations and the Ministry of Justice, they were starting to keep their distance. Among the three chief detectives, Fan Zhong, who did not have much contact with Ning Yi, came over to be the peacemaker. He wanted the head back, but Ning Yi naturally would not allow it, so the two parties parted on bad terms. But in general, it was common for people to fall out and reconcile in officialdom. As long as it was not a dead end, Ning Yi did not care to fall out with the chief detectives.
When the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon, five carriages and eight or nine horsemen slowly moved along the post road. On this refreshing morning, there were slightly more pedestrians on the post road than usual. Although most of the two or three people they saw were dressed like farmers and did not have much of a Jianghu aura, the horsemen still remained vigilant.
Ning Yi sat in the second carriage, and through the gap of the curtain, he looked askance at the fields, the river, and the gently turning waterwheel not far away. Zhu Biao sat in the driver's seat at the front. Although he still looked vigilant, he was much more relaxed than when he was in the mountains.
What the Office of Secret Investigations was guarding against was not only the possibility of the Ministry of Justice coming to steal the head of the Seven Buddhas, but also Sikong Nan and Lin Eechan, who had already offended them, coming back to attack them. Two days ago, when they heard the name of Lin Zongwu, Ning Yi and the others had laughed and said that they would beat him up. Now it seemed that there was no way they could beat the two Grandmasters. It would be good if they could stay alive. Thinking about this, Ning Yi wanted to laugh.
Fortunately, he had more than 20 crossbows and the Elm Cannon. Since the other side did not know his background, they should not act rashly.
On the other hand, after this battle, if they really wanted to publicize the name of Inner Demon, it might be comparable to the Grandmasters like Iron Arm Zhou Dong. If they had a strong background, they might even be more terrifying.
"I really did not expect that at that time … Brother Ning, you could really do it."
As the carriage moved forward, Zhu Biao, who was beside the curtain, sighed and then looked in this direction. Next to Ning Yi was the box containing the head of the Seven Buddhas. But Ning Yi was thinking about something. After a while, he understood.
"Isn't it the best result for me to kill the Seven Buddhas …"
"Ah …"
Ning Yi looked out of the window. "The Office of Secret Investigations' action this time to deal with the Manichaeism is justifiable. But if we look into it, it is still not justified. In fact, it is not a big deal for the Ministry of Justice to lose the life of the Seven Buddhas. If they also lose their heads, it will be the most troublesome. So I forced the Ministry of Justice to admit that I cleaned up the mess for them. As long as they admit it, the matter will be settled. I don't mind admitting that this matter is the result of the cooperation of both sides … "
He paused, then still looked out of the window, and said in a flat tone, "If the Ministry of Justice bows their heads, I can drive a wedge between them and Sikong Nan … In fact, this matter is more than that. But no matter how you look at it, it is the best result for me to have the head of the Seven Buddhas in my hands … It is a good opportunity …"
Zhu Biao sat there and pursed his lips. "I mean … I did not expect that Brother Ning could do it …"
With this emphasis, Ning Yi could naturally understand what the other party meant. He turned his head and smiled.
Zhu Biao shook his horsewhip. "But no matter what, Brother Ning, you are really a man! I admire you … Hey, do you think you smart people can really think of so many things at once? "
"Of course not. It is just an intuition brought by experience." Ning Yi smiled and then remembered something. "Speaking of which, when the cannons were fired at the beginning, I seemed to have seen the Cloud Swallowing Monk … How is he? Is he dead? "
"I saw him too." Zhu Biao laughed. "That guy was stunned, but he didn't die. I don't know if he ran away later. It was too chaotic at that time, so I didn't pay attention."
"That bastard, if we really killed him with one shot, it would be a good thing for the people …" Ning Yi also laughed. After a while, he reached out and rubbed his forehead. He said casually, "But speaking of which, there is one thing that is a bit strange."
"What?"
"How did Chen Fan save Fang Qifo …?"
He was just a little confused, so he said this casually. But after all, because he did not have much information, he did not think about it for a while.
*****
The wind blew and the clouds moved. The sun rose into the sky and gradually became bigger. In the afternoon, in a room in a small town inn, Zuo Houwen flipped through the account book in his hand and nodded indifferently. After a while, he said in a low voice, "So, that inner demon, Ning Yi, has intervened in this matter …"
On the other side of the room, Fan Zhong nodded. "Yes."
"Is that Ning Yi very powerful?"
Fan Zhong thought carefully for a moment and finally nodded. "A little … scary."
"Oh?" Zuo Houwen raised his eyebrows. "I heard that he has some schemes, but no matter how good a scholar is at scheming, he will not be able to withstand a blow from an ordinary man. Does he have martial arts?"
"I heard that … his martial arts are very high. I'm afraid … he is comparable to Sikong Nan, Lin E Chan, and Wang Nantuo …"
"Oh? Then how powerful are these people? "
"Similar to Iron Arm Grandmaster Zhou. I'm afraid they are not weaker than anyone I have seen."
After Fan Zhong said this, the room was silent for a moment. Zuo Houwen looked at him and after a while, he realized a word. "Then you said … heard? You have seen him fight? "
"I have not seen him fight. This news was sent by Tie Tianying's subordinates. It is said that …"
Fan Zhong hurriedly explained. Zuo Houwen waited for him to finish before he smiled and waved his hand. "Alright, alright. I don't know anything about martial arts and was just asking casually. Chief Fan, you don't have to take it seriously. I'll have to trouble you with the account book. Go. When you reach the capital, I hope that you can take some time to visit my residence so that I can formally thank you. "
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Fan Zhong finally took his leave. Zuo Houwen sat there and flipped through a few pages of the account book before throwing it on the table. "If he is really this kind of person, why would he marry into the family?" He shook his head. "He's just a commoner who listens to the wind and rain …"
*****
Not long after, night fell. It was a good and peaceful day. It was as if no one had noticed what had happened the night before. The next day, the weather was still good. On the foothills of the vast Dabie Mountains, there were more than ten figures moving forward.
The sun shone down. The girl called Watermelon raised her head slightly and continued walking forward without saying a word. At this time, the team was moving forward. The members were all injured and most of them were not in a good state. However, they would occasionally exchange a few words with each other. Watermelon was the only one who had not spoken for more than a day. A few members of the Tyrannical Blade whispered a few words to each other. Luo Bingren followed from the side.
After following her for a while, Luo Bingren said casually, "I think … he has no choice …"
Watermelon was still moving forward. She tilted her head and looked at him. In her eyes, it was as if she was dead. The next moment, because she was not paying attention to the road, her body shook. She raised her hand to her forehead, but before she could touch it, her body fell forward …
Everyone rushed over with a cry of surprise.
Although she was a girl, Watermelon's foundation was personally laid by Liu Dabiao since she was young. It was extremely stable, and her physical fitness was actually better than most of the people in the team. Some of the people in the team thought that she had collapsed due to her weak body. Only a few people who were familiar with her understood that if it wasn't for the fact that she was extremely restless, causing her blood flow to become chaotic, she would not have lost consciousness at this time.
This kind of thing had only happened once more than a year ago, on the night of her "marriage" with a certain man. However, as time passed, fate made fools of people. No one could tell what kind of feeling that kind of memory would bring back …
*****
"I have to go."
"Where to?"
"Back. I have something to do."
In the mountain stream, the conversation between Chen Fan and Luo Bingren could be vaguely heard. Not long ago, he had seen Fang Qifo, who was like his father, die in front of him. In more than a day, Chen Fan had not spoken many times, but at this time, he seemed to have made some kind of decision.
In the shade on the other side of the mountain stream, Watermelon opened her eyes and looked coldly at the sky above. When the members of the Blade Overlord approached, she lay on the huge rock and turned her head to the side, looking at the mountain wall so that no one could see her expression.
Chen Fan walked over from not far away, and the members of the Blade Overlord consciously stepped back a little.
After Fang Qifo's death, this was the first time the two had spoken.
"I have something to do. You take them back to Miaojiang. After the matter is settled, I will go over and fulfill my promise. "
Watermelon did not look at him. After a moment of silence, she said in a cold voice, "If you want to take revenge … don't worry about me. Just kill him."
"I will."
Chen Fan replied simply. He bent down slightly to look at Watermelon's face. At this time, Watermelon was lying down, and he was standing. This posture was somewhat inappropriate. After being looked at, Watermelon turned her head and stared sharply at Chen Fan, expressing her anger. But in the next moment, Chen Fan's eyes became serious, and he suddenly waved his hand. With a slap, Watermelon was backhanded and slapped in the face.
When this slap rang out, the members of the Blade Overlord Camp nearby were somewhat frightened. A little further away, the people who were not part of the Blade Overlord's camp were also puzzled. Watermelon tilted her head and looked at Chen Fan, but she did not immediately counterattack. She slowly got up, slowly stood up, and looked down at Chen Fan. In her eyes, it was clear that she was waiting for an explanation.
Chen Fan pointed his finger at her, waved it in the air a few times, and said in a low voice, "You are his woman. Hitting you is the same as hitting him!"
After all, more than half of the people in the group did not have a deep relationship with the Blade Overlord. Chen Fan's voice was so low that only the two of them could hear each other. However, after hearing this, Watermelon's eyes suddenly became fierce. She bit her lips, and her left hand swung out horizontally. Chen Fan's right hand punched out to meet her fist!
Both of their martial arts were excellent, and in this life and death battle, their attainments had made a breakthrough. When the two fists collided, there was a muffled "bang". Watermelon used her left fist. She took two steps back, and Chen Fan's body only swayed a little.
He waved his hand without a care, turned around, and left in the direction from which he came. The sun was warm and pleasant. Not long after, he disappeared among the spring mountains.
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