He bounced his fingers, and a gust of energy dizzy Yang Di on the wooden stake in the air, and then spoke: "We may have fallen into a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Chen Long was confused at first, but he was an extremely smart person himself and soon understood the meaning of Ni Canghai's dialect.

"The Lord Supervisor said that it is not necessarily limited to the flowers and plants?"

"The nugget herbs are cultivated by the secret method of the Golden Wind Yulu Pavilion, which is indeed rare... But is there only one secret medicine like the Nugget Flowers and Herbs in the Golden Wind Yulu Pavilion?"

"Before, Tang Zhenghui's internal fire was spontaneously ignited and died, which was suspicious. If it was linked to He Changyang's case."

Ni Canghai recalled the past few days in the court and said in a deep voice: "It may not be that there is no connection between this."

"Chen Long, what happened to you before investigating Yang He's previous experience?"

"After returning to the governor, after investigation, Yang He was responsible for the cloth business of his ancestors for three generations. Later, he was boycotted by several major merchants in the same city, and his business went bankrupt. However, for a while, Muyang Mansion could not have received further news... But if Yang He was originally a member of the Pure Land Sect, it would probably be difficult for outsiders to see it." Chen Long replied.

"I was thinking before that, since Yang He's family was in ruins, he only did a cheap thing to weave, and where did he get the money from the capital and opened a bookstore. Now it seems that the reason is probably this... What are the plans of these thieves in Pure Land Buddhism? This is not to ask about it, but if these thieves reach into the capital, they can actually influence the life and death of the Minister of Personnel?"

Ni Canghai just sighed, but the zodiac signs such as Chenlong, Chou Niu and others on the left and right were afraid to talk. The investigation department was responsible for this matter. If Yan Yi was still alive, no one could escape punishment.

"...Chen Long, I want you to investigate immediately. Before Yang He's family fell, who is the governor of Muyang Mansion?"

Ni Canghai turned his head to look at Chen Long, staring at him: "He Changyang and He Shangshu, have you worked in Muyang Mansion before?"

Chen Long's body was shocked, and he didn't have to speak, so he immediately turned around and retreated.

After a while, Chen Long walked in again: "Supermaster, ten years ago, before the Yang He family's defeat, Secretary He was the governor of Muyang Prefecture."

Ni Canghai sneered when he heard this: "I think the decline of Yang He's family has something to do with our Shangshu He."

He Changyang is the pawn in his hand, while Tang Zhenghui and He Changyang are very close friends, but Tang Zhenghui should not know that He Changyang secretly defected to him.

If it is said that Yang He's family was destroyed and his family was destroyed, then there is a certain reason why he killed He Changyang because of revenge.

"There is another thing, the governor, the Secretary of Tang, ten years ago, was the chief and historian of Muyang Prefecture..."

"Oh, that's a bit interesting."

Ni Canghai raised his eyebrows, "The people of the Pure Land Sect say that Yang He is also theirs, but he was suddenly considered a traitor. Now it seems that the Pure Land Sect has a lot of plans."

After thinking about it, Ni Canghai denied this speculation. If the rebels of the Pure Land Sect had such ability, they would not have been defeated in a mess later, and even the leader would have almost died... Rather than saying that the Pure Land Sect had a lot of plans, it should be said that the Jinfeng Yulu Pavilion had a lot of plans.

"The Golden Feng Yulu Pavilion must have an ulterior motive relationship with the people of the Pure Land Sect."

Ni Canghai whispered a few words, then stood up and left.

Seeing his own supervisor disappearing outside the door, Wu Ma, Wei Yang and others awakened Yang Di again.

"Okay, I've asked all the questions. Boy, it's time to send you on your way."

Wu Ma wiped the skinning knife in his hand, and Yang Di was confused. He instantly reacted and shouted in fear: "You, you can't do this. Didn't you say that you would let me go as long as I explain everything?"

"The premise of letting you go is that you can provide useful information... But when you ask, do you think the people of our Qinglong Guard are easy to cheat, right?"

Wuma continued to wipe the knife indifferently.

"No, no, I'm very useful, I can, I can... As long as you let me go, I can provide you with information from the church."

Seeing the knife getting brighter and brighter, Yang Di could no longer care about anything and could only make various promises.

"Oh, you mean you want to do it?"

Wu Ma put the knife against Yang Di's cheek and gently moved it to his throat.

“Yes, yes…”

Seeing that Wuma's words were loose, Yang Di hurriedly shouted right.

"Your idea is pretty good, but..."

First, he confirmed that Yang Di's idea was good, but Wu Ma suddenly reiterated: "How do you want us to believe you? I believe you won't inform you after you go back?"

"This, this, I, I will definitely not inform you."

Yang Di was in pain and fear, and shook his head desperately.

"It's nothing to say. No matter what you do, you should have a credential, don't you?"

He looked at Yang Di with a smile. When Yang Di was trembling all over again, Wu Ma said, "Come, bring them up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a prison guard brought the man in black who had two men and one woman.

"Boy, now I will give you a chance to loosen his ties."

The jailers on both sides immediately stepped forward to remove Yang Di's shackles. After being tortured so much, Yang Di almost couldn't support him and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the jailers on both sides supported him.

"Hold it."

What made Yang Di feel extremely frightened was that when he barely stood firm, Wu Ma handed him the knife that had just intimidated him.

Under such circumstances, holding a knife is completely useless. He doesn't believe that it can escape the prison of the sanctuary with this knife. So what does it mean to hand the knife to him?

Putting the knife into Yang Di's hand, Wu Ma patted his shoulder, pointed at the man in black who was unconscious, and said, "Look at it? He is almost out of reach. In order to avoid pain from your accomplices, you might as well help him."

Help him?

Yang Di subconsciously glanced at the knife in his hand. Not to mention him, the man in black and woman on the other side was still fine, and immediately changed his mind: "Dog thief, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear what this commander said just now? It's all for your own good. Do you want him to continue suffering?"

"Yang Di, what are you waiting for?"

"No, no, I can't do that."

As if there was a hot soldering iron in his hand, Yang Di threw the knife out suddenly and sat on the ground and shook his head.

"Hey, you kid really don't cry until you see the coffin. Someone came, drag him down, cut his hands and legs, and soaked them in the jar..."

Wu Ma gave the order with a sneer.

The prison guard who had been waiting for a long time was not delayed, immediately grabbed Yang Di's hands and dragged them backwards.

"hiss……"
Chapter completed!