"Has the investigation been clear?"

Jing Hua opened his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Tong Wei, Scout felt a stern heart, and he lowered his head at the same time.

"Yes... the spy sent back a letter and found out the location of the Ran family's secret warehouse and got some of the accounts they traded with the 'Black Witch Cult'."

"It's hard to guard against a family thief..."

Jing Hua couldn't help but sigh. There were two monk families in the nine cities in Dingbian, one was the Ran family in Dingyi City, and the other was the Mao family in Dingwu City.

There are only five monks in the Mao family, and the head of the family only has foundation-building cultivation. They are weak and have always kept their duties. The Ran family is different. However, there is only one elder in the family, and one son joins the "Yi Shenzong" and joins the Dayang Peak as his disciple.

The nine peaks of Yi Shen are in harmony with each other, and the city loves the house and the black house, and they can't help but take care of the Ran family. Unexpectedly, the Ran family is not grateful for this, but instead intervenes in the black market transaction of "pine grass and insect seeds".

As early as ten years ago, Dong Yuliang and others mentioned this matter. At that time, Jiucheng was busy with civil strife, and the Ran family was cautious in their actions and did not leave much trouble.

After all, the other party involved the same clan as Dayang Peak and his identity was relatively sensitive. Jing Hua did not immediately attack, but only ordered Tong Wei and the Scouts to investigate secretly.

Ten years ago, at the forefront of the storm, the Ran family stopped and did not make any moves, and the investigation was in a deadlock. Jing Hua did not let go of this matter. For many years, he secretly spies "waiting for the rabbit" and finally discovered the clues three years ago.

Jing Hua rubbed his eyebrows and made up his mind.

"Master Child, let the disciples below keep a close eye on us, and we will take action in the next month."

"Subordinates obey the order."

Tong Wei, the scout turned around and sat down. Wu Fenfen, the right leader, slowly stood up and bowed to salute.

"Master Jingtang, I will take out insect seeds in the treasury all year round, and it has become more frequent in recent months. The slave roughly calculates that the consumption has exceeded 300 kilograms. Look..."

"Well, Manager Wu, I'm about to discuss this with everyone."

Jing Hua understood what Wu Fenfen said. The small insect seed transaction has involved dozens of fellow disciples. As the master of the hall, Jing Hua must be more cautious. Moreover, he can only be hoarded and cannot be used. The managers don’t say it, but they feel a little unsure.

"Everyone, why did you teach me how to try making insect seeds for years? I have gained something not long ago..."

"What?"

"This is serious?"

Many officials were surprised. It is not a secret to how to teach the trial production of insect seeds. After all, for many years, there have been many fellow disciples who have tried to unravel the secrets of the "Black Witch Cult".

Because they had no clues in the scope, they had to end up hastily. The cousin of the Lord Jing Tang was young and had a low cultivation level. In just ten years, he could solve the mystery of "pine grass insect seeds"?

Jing Hua nodded and said, "Yes. I'm trying to make tea cakes with insect seeds. I'm getting a little bit of money right now. However, the cost of tea cakes is extremely high, and I haven't done my best yet..."

He had never tried tea cakes in person and dared not speak out thoroughly. Even so, the news has inspired all the managers.

Li Qiaoshan stood up and said, "Master, if you really can make a breakthrough, it will undoubtedly be a shortcut to solve the problem. As long as the confidentiality is kept properly, the 'Black Witch Sect' will secretly grasp our background. Once the Nine Cities in Dingbian can use insect seeds as medicine, the other party will definitely be suspicious..."

Dong Yuliang said, "Yes. At that time, the host and the guest will be transferred, and we will not only control the supply of goods, but also produce and sell them by ourselves. They will not bow their heads and give in. If the 'Black Witch Cult' has no other means, they can only come over to discuss with us. The stubborn disease in the Nine City may be solved from now on..."

Jing Hua smiled and said, "Yes... Everyone is ready to prepare after they go back. After they get rid of Ran's family, we will immediately take action and give each other a double 'big gift'."

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In June 199, Guanyue Calendar, Dingyi City and Ranjiabao.

Jing Hua and others stood in the center of the hall, with their hands behind their backs to admire the calligraphy and paintings around them. A plaque was hung in the middle of the living room, with four big words "Honor of virtue and blessing" written on it. The signature was clearly an elder named Bi of "Yi Shenzong". Ran hanged it in a conspicuous place, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Dang thump..."

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and an old man came in. He had a fifty-beard and a bright look. He was Ran Changlin, the current head of the Ran family. Ran Changlin built a foundation and cultivated his foundation. He had always had contacts with the city branch, so he naturally knew the guests from his family.

"Master Wen! He is a guest, he is a guest! Why don't you say hello before coming? I'm ready...ah, these two are..."

Dingjia City had many chores, so Jing Hua only brought Tong Wei with him. The one who entered Ranjiabao was Wen Jin, the head of Dingyi City Branch. Seeing Ran Changlin's warm attitude, Wen Jin forced a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Ran, this is Jing Hua, the head of Dingjia City Hall, next to him is Tong Weitong. Wen's trip is just for business, so Fellow Daoist Ran doesn't have to be polite."

Ran Changlin felt nervous. Although he had never seen the Lord of Dingjia City, the "Lord of Jingtang" was undoubtedly one of the behind-the-scenes drivers of the nine cities in Dingbian in the past ten years. Dozens of "Yishen Sect" monks, plus thousands of relatives, old friends, blood and lives dyed the name of "Jing Butcher" red.

"Jing... Master Jingtang... I admire you for a long time, long time..."

Ran Changlin was guilty of being a thief and couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. To be fair, he was unwilling to involve the "pine grass insect seeds". He couldn't make much spiritual stones in that little deal, and offended the "Yishen Sect" for nothing. Unfortunately, the old man in the family insisted on his own actions, and Ran Rui, the master of the Dan, had a high cultivation level and had real power. Ran Changlin was helpless.

"Jing... the master of the hall is here, I wonder what to do?"

Things came forward, and Ran Changlin had nowhere to retreat, so he had to bite the bullet and greet him.

He was secretly anxious and scolded his servant for being lazy and incompetent. He had sent his servants to invite the Grandmaster Ran Rui. Elder Ran made a pill cultivation level, so he was naturally not afraid of Jing Hua and others. Ran Rui was in the castle at the moment, and for some reason he had not arrived yet.

Jing Hua said lightly: "I dare not take it when I see the sect. Jing came here to meet the Lord of Ran Castle. Ran has been operating in Dingyi City for several years. I wonder if he is interested in 'Pine, Grass and Insect Seeds'?"

“Haha…Haha…”

Ran Changlin laughed dryly and looked very embarrassed.

"......The Master Jingtang was joking. Guizong once ordered that all insect seed transactions should be handed over and private transactions should not be traded. How dare we be interested? Haha..."

"Is that so good..."

Before Jing Hua finished speaking, Tong Wei suddenly jumped up on the spot.

"Swoosh..."

"bump!"

He exerted force with his right palm and slammed heavily on the plaque in the middle of the hall.

"Ka!"

"Squeak..."

The plaque itself is a mechanism, which immediately occurs after being touched by external forces. I saw the wall in front of the main hall swaying left and right, and the two sides separated, revealing a secret passage inside.

Ran Changlin was caught off guard, his face changed a few times, and he flashed and blocked the secret passage. He raised his eyebrows and roared with his fingers: "Master Jingtang, what do you mean?"

Jing Hua did not answer. He reached out to take out a account book and threw it over in the air. Ran Changlin took it and looked as if he was dead. It records several transactions between Ran and the "Black Witch Cult". Although he used a code word, a discerning person would know that it was wrong at a glance.

Now that things have come, Ran Changlin knows that the disaster is coming. Below the secret passage is a secret warehouse, and there are still several insect seeds they collected. Although the secret passage has another exit, the matter is in a hurry, where can we get rid of it?

"Boom! Boom!"

"Dang thump..."

Two small doors behind the hall opened, and six foundation-building monks rushed in. They were all from the Ran clan. Seeing that the family was angry, they immediately rushed in to help. Immediately, footsteps outside the hall were loud, and some of the Ran spirit-gathering disciples held talismans and talismans in their hands, completely blocking their way.

Ran Changlin calmed down and his face became a little ferocious. "Yishen Sect" had already obtained the evidence, so it was impossible to deny it. Jing Hua had no room for his disciples, let alone Ran's family was just an "outsider".
Chapter completed!