Yun Dongyue still went down the mountain.

His request was directly rejected. It can be seen that the White Tiger Demon did not talk about the demon removal department from the bottom of his heart.

This is actually nothing strange.

I come into contact with one hundred monsters every year, and more than ninety of them are the faces of God's eldest son and my second son.

The aura of a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. It is more ignorant than recklessness.

Only when you truly understand what the Demon Removal is, you know how to grasp the measure.

At the bottom of the roof, just as the fog was stepped out, Master Liu came up to meet him.

"Sir, I dare to ask..."

Yun Dongyue raised her hand to stop him, and Master Liu quickly closed his mouth.

He looked up at the sky and said, "Let's go back!"

"yes!"

Master Liu did not dare to say much, so he hurriedly called Tiezhu and the other followers to drive the carriage over, then he lifted the curtain attentively and sent Yun Dongyue up, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Tiezhu winked with a hint of inquiry, but Master Liu glared back fiercely.

If the yamen does not raise idiots, only those who are more skilled than monkeys can be successful.

Although Yun Dongyue didn't speak, she knew that the result of this trip might not be very good.

This is the time when it is best not to talk too much, otherwise the fish will not even have the chance to cry.

Yun Dongyue didn't care about the idea of ​​a few temporary helpers.

He was writing and drawing on a piece of paper talisman with a charcoal pen.

After sorting it out, I read it briefly again, then clamped it with my two fingers in the middle of the food, glared at me, and the paper talisman spontaneously ignited without fire, and instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke and soared upwards.

At the same time, in the county town thousands of miles away from Jingyanggang.

A bearded man in black dressed in constable, wearing a black jade token around his waist, was sitting in Caishikou drinking.

This should have been the busiest place in the entire county town, but it was desolate at this time.

There are hundreds of corpses neatly placed in the center of Caishikou, and everyone died of death with their heads cut.

The headless corpse lay flat on the ground on its back, pressing its hands on its lower abdomen, without any scars on its surface, its head was placed smoothly in front of the corpse, and its face rushed out.

It seems like I have used my head as a tombstone.

This is true for hundreds of corpses. Looking around, Caishikou seemed to have turned into a cemetery.

"Sir, the matter has been found out. The ninety-one corpses at Caishikou are the entire Zhang family in the south of the city."

A black-clad detective came quickly and reported quickly before he stood firm.

The bearded man drank a big gulp and said indifferently: "Tell me!"

"Yes!" The black-clad constable held his fists and took the order: "This Zhang family is not a big family, but it is the most special existence in this county.

The Zhang family has been executioners in the county yard for generations. As long as the family gave birth to a boy, they would start to see blood at the age of five, and would hold a knife at the age of ten, and would enter the government at the age of twenty years of age and take over the duties of the executioner.

It is said that this generation has already reached the fifth generation."

At this time, another black-clad constable ran over from another direction.

"Sir, the gate of the county government is closed, and the magistrate's family is unknown. In the huge back house, only maids and servants are left. The rest of the county government are just saying that the bodies suddenly appeared this morning!"

The third black-clad detective took the ordinary road and emerged directly from the beam of the house.

"Sir, more than a hundred families in the three alleys in Nancheng have already asked. It is confirmed that no one heard the abnormal noise last night."

They reported that they did not disturb the bearded man's fun at all. Perhaps they were not satisfied with drinking with a bowl, so they directly held the jar and poured it into their mouths.

After the three of them finished speaking one after another, the bearded man slammed the empty jar on the table with a bang, and said with a mouth: "It's a pity that this golden sword's soul-sending technique has caused great success. The Zhang family is dead. It will take at least ten years to train a family."

"Sir, do you say that because the executioner's kung fu is not good, he turned the dead ghost into a fierce ghost?"

"Are there any other explanations?" The bearded man sneered: "The golden sword can only kill evil people who are wronged, but they must not be contaminated with the blood of good people. Otherwise, there will be a backlash.

I don’t know who the magistrate has taken away, but he dared to force his family to die. He thought that the world today was like thirty years ago?

Wake up, times have changed long ago.”

The bearded man shook his head and stood up.

A black-clad constable said, "Sir, should this magistrate arrest him?"

"Cake it! Our demon-removing department is only for demons and not for people. Even if we know that the magistrate here is a bad species with sores on the top of his head and pus flowing from the bottom of his feet, we cannot move a single hair of his sweat.

Otherwise... do you really think that the evil stars in the Law Enforcement Hall are vegetarians?"

"But, nearly a hundred people here died because of him, so just let it go?"

"Of course not!"

The bearded man stared at the copper bell-like eyes and looked around, suddenly locked in one direction, and smiled and said, "I have said everything I should say, and you have heard what I should hear. Should I go on the road?"

The black-clad detectives were busy and alert.

A big fireball suddenly appeared in that direction and hit the bearded man.

The bearded man laughed instead of anger, "Okay, I thought that if you went back with me obediently, you might have a chance to live a life of silence, but now you dare to resist, so I will keep you."

A very thin flame suddenly burst out from his palm and slapped his belly with his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a big mouth opened and a flame erupted out.

The fire rushed out more than ten meters away and was released from the mouth of the bearded man. At the beginning, it was only the size of a mouthful. At the end, the flame had expanded into a huge flame dozens of meters high.

Even the sky was dyed half red.

Under the erosion of the fire, the fireball was like a droplet of water melting into the sea, rebelling without any resistance, and rushed into the space together.

"ah--"

As the flames lingered, a scarlet figure suddenly appeared and screamed in a shrill voice.

The figure struggled in the fire, rolling and crawling to escape, but was unable to get out of the range of the flames.

After nearly a minute of stalemate, the figure became smaller and thinner until it completely disappeared.

Bang!

With a light sound, the flames dissipated, and the air was filled with the fragrance of wine.

A black-clad detective said enviously: "The Fire Dragon of the Captain is becoming more and more spectacular. With this popularity, I am afraid that the Thousand-Year Demon King will not be able to meet it."

Another black-clad detective teased: "What's the matter? Are you also a lieutenant?"

"What a lie! I am not the Captain Zhiguo. I am just a seventh-grade rank. The lord is the Captain Zhaowu, who is the sixth-grade rank. Going up there is a guerrilla general, which is something I can compare with."

The bearded man sat back in his original position and said, "His grandma's, I'm drinking it for nothing again. Go and get twenty kilograms. Don't be stunned, sit down! The most important thing is to drink from the sky and earth. Let's drink first, just find a corpse shop to collect the corpse!"
Chapter completed!