There seemed to be frost in the scholar's hands.

Song Daxing didn't want to do anything, he just worked as a team leader for several months and was used to movements.

He sternly said, "I'm so bold, I dare..."

Before his hand was placed on the scholar's shoulder, the scholar's hand had already grasped his wrist. The hand seemed like a thousand-year-old black ice. Although it was just holding Song Daxing's wrist, in an instant, Song Daxing felt like he fell into an ice cave.

Immediately afterwards, my body soared into the air and fell to the ground with a bloated body.

The yamen runners around shouted in unison and were about to step forward and take action.

Su Dawei rushed over and shouted: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it was his own people. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, his own people."

He did not want to protect scholars, but to protect the yamen runners.

Su Dawei stopped the scholar and shouted: "Super An Shuai, calming his anger, is a misunderstanding."

When he came forward, the yamen runners naturally stopped and looked at him and the scholar in confusion.

Song Daxing also slowed down, shivering all over the body, stood up with the help of the yamen runners, and said sternly: "Su Dawei, what are you doing?"

"An Wensheng, our bad guys and deputy commanders are our own people."

After Su Dawei finished speaking, he said to the scholar: "Ship An, don't be excited, don't be excited."

That scholar was An Wensheng.

An Wensheng's eyes closed slightly, and he glanced at Song Daxing, and the chill on his body also disappeared.

"Shisam Su, what's going on?"

"Let's talk later, let's talk later."

Su Dawei kept cursing in his heart, could you not mobilize the Yuanqi just because you didn’t take action? You knew that you had no desires and no desires, but you wouldn’t be so arrogant. Even if you are the General of the Right Marquis of Marquis of Wu, your move is a little too cruel.

He comforted An Wensheng and waved his hand to signal the yamen runners to leave.

In Song Daxing's ear, "Supervisor An is the Duke of Liang, the son of An Xinggui, the General of the Right Marquis of Right, and is his own person."

Song Daxing's body was shocked, and his eyes looked at An Wensheng, and then there was a change.

Su Dawei reached out and patted Song Daxing three times on the back.

Fortunately, An Wensheng didn't take any ruthless actions just now, otherwise Song Daxing might have turned into a popsicle at this time. He slapped the Fengchi hole on Song Daxing's back with three palms. Song Daxing felt a warm feeling spread in an instant, and the chill immediately dissipated.

He was stunned, and when Su Dawei's gaze changed.

"Wensheng, come with me."

Su Dawei said nothing and waved to An Wensheng.

An Wensheng clasped his fists to Song Daxing and bowed slightly, as if he apologized for what happened just now, and then followed Su Dawei to the back.

"Bonto Song, let it go?"

The yamen runner came over and whispered in Song Daxing's ear.

But she knew that Song Daxing changed his face, raised his hand and slapped the yamen runner in the face, and said angrily: "Where do you come from so much nonsense? Go to work quickly."

After saying that, he hurriedly chased Su Dawei and the others.

...

"That's the situation, but I think the vine kills people, it seems a bit strange."

"It's a forced enlightenment."

"What?"

"Everything in the world has spirits, even flowers, plants, etc.

The vine was forcibly opened by someone with tricks and turned into strange things. But in fact, it was just controlled by someone and had no sense of consciousness. Moreover, the vine was fragile, and it would be okay if it was forcibly opened by someone with tricks, but if it was forcibly opened by someone with tricks, it was not enough to withstand such strong primordial qi. Therefore, after the spirit was opened, it would die itself."

"And there is such a trick?"

"Who did you learn this skill from?"

"how?"

"Your master is a little irresponsible, why don't you tell you anything?"

"Yes, that old man is very bad. I believed his evil at that time."

Su Dawei nodded repeatedly and agreed with An Wensheng's words.

Mr. Li was not his master, he just taught him some of the most basic common sense; the same was true for Li Dayong. He hurriedly called Su Dawei and then left. From beginning to end, he did not explain the matter of Yi Ren.

What kind of wonders are mysterious and mysterious.

What kind of Cerd God is immortal, and it lasts forever...

It's all nonsense, nothing practical.

An Wensheng walked to the pile of ashes and squatted down.

Su Dawei stood beside him and whispered: "Can you control this forceful spirit? "

“It’s hard!”

An Wensheng clapped his hands and stood up and said, "Only he is an alien with extremely high cultivation level, he can do it."

Generally speaking, forcing the spirit to open the spirit requires the person who is being opened to slowly fertilize the spirit with tricks. Look, extremely fragile creatures like vines cannot bear it at all. They are fertile and make it powerful before they can open the spirit. Moreover, the vines are very spiritual. If they grow in deep mountains and valleys, they are nourished by the primordial qi of heaven and earth, and are still spiritual. However, in Chang'an City, it is difficult to have too strong spirituality... Therefore, the person who casts the art will not be too far away.

He will first resonate with other plants and vines, and then perform tricks...hey, where are you going?"

An Wensheng was just talking when he suddenly saw Su Dawei turning around and leaving.

He hurriedly caught up and asked while walking.

Song Daxing was standing not far away. Seeing Su Dawei coming, he hurried forward and said, "Su Shuai, where are you going?"

"Ji Haruhiko, that girl is the murderer."

"What?"

Song Daxing was stunned and instinctively followed Su Dawei.

The three of them came to the yard, but saw four yamen runners upside down at the entrance of the small building, each of them unconscious.

Su Dawei rushed into the small building like a gust of wind, and the hall was empty and there was no one there.

On the table, there is a piece of paper.

There are still words written on it, but the ink marks are not dry.

"The future is long, goodbye to the world!"

Su Dawei read it word by word, his face turned ashen.

"What's wrong with you? Where is Huohiko?"

Song Daxing woke up the four yamen runners and asked sternly.

But obviously, they didn't know what was going on, and said, "I don't know, we were guarding the door and suddenly fell asleep."

"Sleep?"

An Wensheng said: "Then before you fell asleep, did you notice something strange?"

"Who are you?"

"Bastard, An Shuai asks you, answer quickly."

Song Daxing scolded loudly, and the four yamen runners were still a little more awake.

"Strange? It doesn't seem strange either... Oh, I remembered it, and it seemed like I smelled a scent. I also said, Why is it so fragrant? After that, I don't remember it."

An Wensheng nodded and walked to Su Dawei.

He took the piece of paper from Su Dawei's hand, glanced at it, and then asked with a smile: "Why, did Yan peck the eyes?"

"I'm careless!"

Su Dawei took a deep breath and said softly: "I just realized there was something wrong, but I didn't expect..."

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly, "This girl is a good method, I'm afraid she is also an alien."

"When I was traveling with my master in Baekje Silla and other places, I heard of a strange man named Zheng Xiliang." An Wensheng said: "This man used incense as a method and created an incense technique, which can cure diseases and save people, and can also kill people invisibly.

After hearing this, my master wanted to find him to have a chance to compete, but unfortunately he was out of here.

According to the situation just now, the other party is likely to be Zheng Xiliang's disciple... Well, I feel that this matter seems to have become interesting."

"Zheng Xiliang, where is he from?"

"Xiongcheng."

An Wensheng said: "I only know that he lives in Xiongjin City."

Su Dawei nodded and took the piece of paper from An Wensheng.

"The word is good."

"It's average, it's a bit like Mrs. Wei, but it's only about its form but not its spirit. It's not good, it's really average."

Su Dawei looked at An Wensheng's face and said after a while: "An Shuai, if you don't show off, we will still be good friends."

"What?"

An Wensheng didn't understand and looked at Su Dawei in confusion.

But Su Dawei was no longer in the mood to pay attention to him. He walked to Song Daxing and whispered: "This case is a bit unusual and you and I can no longer make the decision. I suggest that you go to the county government to report to the county government immediately. If someone is involved in it, please ask him to decide."

"Isn't it weird?"

"no!"

Song Daxing changed his face, nodded quickly, turned around and left.

The case became more complicated, which was indeed beyond his ability.

As Su Dawei said, if someone is involved in it, the three yamen runners are afraid that they will be powerless, so they can only ask the county lord to make a decision.

Moreover, Su Dawei and An Wensheng...

One has killed strangely, and the other is the noble descendant.

If these two people are here, Song Daxing also knows that he can't make the decision at all.

"Then here..."

"Asai and I stay here, you let everyone look like Dagayesi, and no one is allowed to get close to the garden."
Chapter completed!