The next day, the outskirts of Danyang City.

It was August, and the warm autumn sun was shining on the official road, thousands of sails gathered at the port by the river, and the three religions and the nine streams were running on the pier. Sometimes you could hear idle people whispering:

"I heard that a dragon fell into Zihui Mountain last night, and the yamen went to search..."

"The dragon's nature is lustful. If this is true, the female bird and female beast in Zihui Mountain will probably suffer..."

...

Xie Jinhuan was carrying coal balls and standing alone on the dock, with her eyes full of doubts about life.

Last night, worried about being caught up by the female monster, he escaped from the mountains overnight. After many inquiries, he learned that it was indeed the eighth year of Jingning, and he had been in pieces for nearly three years!

Amnesia is not a problem. At worst, you can go to the doctor to see your brain. If you don’t have a brain, you won’t be able to live.

But after all, his father, who was considered an official, disappeared, and even his little white horse that had learned to move by himself was gone.

There was only a lazy and slack bird left by my side, plus a wallet that was cleaner than my face.

Just now, I was taking the ferry and paid by my face. As a result, the ship's man did not judge people by his appearance and only accepted hook payment. He had to help the old man hold the boat all the way.

Xie Jinhuan was a young master in the past years, and he was not rich and powerful, and he was just a matter of clothes and food. The only thing he had to worry about in his life was that the house was not big. Later, he had three wives, four concubines, five concubines, six maids, and eight maids, and there were about ten outer rooms outside.

Now that he doesn't mention his three wives and four concubines, he has to serve his personal slaves on his shoulders in turn.

The coal balls can’t catch rats at all. If he dares not feed them, the coal balls will dare to make him lose his last loved ones, and he will starve to death. He will definitely be a cruel bird!

What to do next...

Xie Jinhuan was blowing the bleak autumn wind, thinking about where to go. When he was in a daze, his back was patted:

"Big brother, are you going to leave?"

Looking back, the villagers who were waiting to get off the boat were almost crushed to collapse the pedal.

"Sorry, I'm distracted."

Xie Jinhuan made way and asked the ship who brought him over for free:

"Old man, can you discuss whether I can take a boat to the capital by myself and pay you twice when I go to the place. My father Xie Wen was originally the Fa Cao of Wan'an County..."

The old ship ties the anchor rope to the wooden stake and shakes his head and sighs:

"Oh~ It's not that I'm not helping you, a young man. It seems that something happened in the city yesterday. All the ships across the river stopped. There are sailors patrolling the river. You can't go to Jingzhao Mansion now."

Xie Jinhuan looked out at the river, but he really didn't see the passing ships. He asked in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I guess it's a big bandit, afraid that I will run into the Jingzhao Mansion and disturb the nobles. Do you have any relatives and friends in Danyang? Let's stay for a few days first, and wait until the uncle will send you there."

Relatives and friends...

Xie Jinhuan recalled carefully and remembered that a constable whom my father brought was transferred to Danyang County Government and sent him a trip to his father three years ago.

The official is a former friend and may know his father's movements over the past three years.

"Old man, Captain Yang Dabiao and Yang, are you still working in Danyang now?"

The ship owner is inevitably searched by the servants for business and is very familiar with the yamen:

"A few days ago, Lord Yang brought the yamen runners to the wharf to investigate the bandits. Now he has been promoted to the lieutenant...."

Wei Shi is the deputy commander of the county lieutenant. Although he is not a member of the rank of the people, he is already considered a high-ranking official.

Xie Jinhuan found an acquaintance, but did not delay any further. He inquired all the way towards Danyang City...

——

Danyang City, Dongcangfang.

Dongcangfang is a storage place, and the outer streets are mostly escort agencies, and cars and horses are everywhere, and there are continuous warehouses in the block.

At noon, above a restaurant.

Yang Ting, the Danyang County Magistrate, smacked the bamboo smoke pole in his mouth and scanned the staggered buildings outside the window:

"Are you sure there is a demon gang hidden in it?"

His son Yang Dabiao stood in front of him, at about 1.9 meters tall, with wide shoulders and wide back, and his chest muscles were like a double-opening refrigerator, but his expression was quite flattering. He was using a fire note to help his father light a cigarette:

"It must be. I heard from the shopkeeper of the wonton shop that I have a new face recently. I go to buy wontons every day, and the amount of three people is three. The warehouse manager of the Lijia Cang heard the dog barking at night, but he couldn't find anyone when he opened the door..."

Next to the two, there was a woman standing, wearing ink-colored Qilin armor and a sword hanging on her waist. She was not very old, but her temperament was quite cold and beautiful, and she was named Linghu Qingmo.

Linghu Qingmo was a contemporary leader of Zihuishan. He is now a personal guard in the royal palace and has a high status with the sisters of Changning Princess. He heard the voice and interrupted:

"Dongcangfang is two miles long and one and a half miles wide. The terrain is complicated. As long as the official appears, the demon gang will inevitably escape. How are you going to search?"

Yang Dabiao put on a fire note and turned around:

"Change 100 people, seal the entrances and exits of Cangfang, and then catch turtles in the jar..."

Linghu Qingmo frowned slightly:

"Last night, the 'Heaven Blood Evil' appeared in Zihui Mountain, and it seemed that a great demon was born. Now 300 martial soldiers have gone out, and the constables of each government office are also patrolling outside. You don't even know the details of the thief, where can you mobilize a hundred people?"

Yang Ting nodded while sucking the cigarette pole: "I really mobilized more than a hundred people to call in. Finally, I caught three pickpockets who were stealing. Your father and I had to be stripped of my skin by County Magistrate Zhang."

Yang Dabiao knew that it was difficult to transfer people, otherwise he would not have invited his father and the female Bodhisattva from the royal palace. He smiled with sincerity:

"Mr. Linghu comes from the Taoist sect and should be able to discover the evil spirit. Should he try it?"

Zihui Mountain belongs to the Taoist sect, and is a dual cultivation of Taoist and martial arts. It can indeed use magic to drive away evil spirits and kill demons, but since it is a Taoist sect, it depends on the "Tao Action".

Linghu Qingmo is currently working in the royal palace and has not yet come out of the mountain. If she can find a trace of imperceptible evil spirit in thousands of buildings, what else can she experience? She can go directly to the Imperial Heaven Supervision in the Capital to be an "Immortal Official".

"I still have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first. Lord Yang is sure that there are traces of demon enemies, and I'll notify me."

“Eh?”

Yang Dabiaoguang and several followers could not keep an eye on the entire Dongcangfang. Seeing that the female Bodhisattva was about to leave, he quickly stopped him and smiled:

"Mr. Linghu~ We are neighbors at least. If you call Lao Liu and the others over, and you can watch them together, at least you can watch from all sides."

"Liu Qingzhi is serving as a ceremonial guard for His Royal Highness, calling them over, are you going to take over?"

"Well……"

...

The two of them were pulling like this. Yang Ting, who had been sucking the cigarette pole, suddenly squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the outer street:

"Is this person?"

Linghu Qingmo returned to the window to check and saw a figure entering Dongcang Street.

The figure was wearing a white brocade robe, with two weapons hanging on his waist, and a chubby black eagle on his shoulders.

Although she dressed like a rich young man, her steps were steady, her torso was as stable as a rock, her martial arts skills were definitely not low, and she was alone, looking around while walking, her behavior was a little suspicious.

Yang Dabiao looked at it carefully and felt that this person seemed familiar. He thought of taking out a portrait from his sleeve to view it.

The man in the painting is thin, with a goatee, dressed as a Taoist in his arms, about forty or fifty years old.

"No, the Wonton Shop saw a middle-aged man, but this man looked familiar, maybe he was another wanted criminal."

Seeing this, Linghu Qingmo took off the Qianli Mile Mile from his waist, pulled it apart and looked at it carefully.

As a result, the young man on the street was indeed suspicious. After walking around the street, he quickly turned his head left and right, as if he had heard the call, and then he got into the alley and disappeared.

"I guess I'm accomplice!"

Seeing this, Yang Dabiao became excited and leaned his head downstairs to greet him:

"I'm going to live!"

Under the wall of the high-rise building, four resting constables quickly got up, tidied up their hats and hung them on their waist knives.

Seeing this, Linghu Qingmo quietly jumped out of the window and touched Dongcangfang...

——

Danyang is not as large as the capital, but it is convenient to transport adjacent to the capital, with a permanent population of more than 700,000, and the overall situation is still quite prosperous.

Xie Jinhuan passed through the street and saw dense pedestrians everywhere. The street shops were filled with fragrance. After walking several times, he found that the coal balls were missing. When he turned around, he found that he was squatting at the door of his shop and begging for food.

The coal balls were not enough, and Xie Jinhuan did not stop and wasted time. He went to the county magistrate to inquire about Yang Dabiao's whereabouts. He learned that he was patrolling the area around Dongcangfang, so he came over.

Dongcang Street is mostly escort agencies, with mixed personnel and constant noise along the street:

"steamed stuffed bun……"

“Sell coal…”

"Where are you going, my master? Do you want to buy a horse for transportation? The little mare that has just been transported back from Fengzhou can ride and get cubs..."

But there were no detectives on the street.

Xie Jinhuan pressed the coal balls that wanted to watch the fun again, searching around the streets, but had not found an acquaintance yet, and suddenly heard:

"etc."

The charming and charming voice of the lady sounds like a big-breasted sister.
To be continued...