I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Mr. Chen is a trustworthy person.

This time I paid for it myself and didn’t have to pay the Ministry of Property’s debt.

Xiuxianfang is located in the east of the city. According to the colleagues of the Demon Slayer Division, it is a slum area. As for Deshengfang, where Zhou Yi lives.

Is there still this place in Luojing?

Qunfang Pavilion.

"This name is too vulgar. Old Chen, your taste has deteriorated! Come in and take a look!"

Zhang Cheng took the lead, followed by seven scribes plus Chief Chen, and about ten people came in.

Qunfang Pavilion looks ordinary on the outside, but extremely luxurious on the inside. The style is different from the elegant Wangyue Pavilion of Chunfeng Tower. The displays inside are all gold, silver, pearls and jade, and the splendor and splendor are as vulgar as they come.

"Dear guests are here, please come to Huakai Fugui Pavilion."

The Madam is a young woman with a red veil on her face, tall figure and light steps.

"interesting."

Zhou Yi and Zhang Cheng looked at each other, grabbed Master Chen's shoulders and pulled him to the corner, and said to the others: "You go first, I will talk to the adults about how to settle the accounts tonight."

As soon as the others heard the settlement, they ran away with a whoop.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhou, I'll settle the score. Even if you book the venue today, you'll admit it."

"Brother Zhang, let me ask?"

Seeing Zhang Cheng nodding, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Sir, is there something you should explain clearly?"

"What words? I don't understand."

Master Chen's eyes were rolling, and he was planning to carry it to death.

"I have been practicing magic recently and learned how to ask my mind. I will tell you whatever I ask."

Zhou Yi's fingertips shone with light and he said: "For example, where is the private money hidden, is there a confidante, is there a child raised outside..."

Master Chen's wife is his childhood sweetheart and a master of martial arts. She allows him to live freely in the brothel, but if he dares to take her home, the consequences will be disastrous.

Master Chen's face fell, and he clasped his fists and said, "I said I can't hide it from you two. This matter has something to do with Lao Zhou."

"You are such a slanderer!"

Zhou Yi's eyes widened: "I'm a serious person. I only go to Chunfeng Tower to talk to the girls and never spend the night."

"It's not Chunfeng Tower, it's Wang Shilang."

Master Chen explained: "Didn't Lao Zhou write this book, and Wang Shilang took advantage of it..."

After Zhou Yi condensed his Yin Shen, he was quickly investigated and found out that he wrote "The Punisher's Theory". It was not a secret in the first place, nor was it deliberately concealed.

Wang Boan's deception of Sanwu Zhenren's elixir also fell into the eyes of interested people.

If Zhou Yi was an ordinary torturer, then forget it. Now Zhou Yi is an expert in refining gods and would be at least a third-grade official in the court.

Chen Guangji, the uncle of Master Chen's patron, Chen Guangji, the left minister of the Ministry of official affairs, and Wang Bo'an, the newly promoted right minister, had a conflict over the issue of foreigners in Yuluojing.

Chen Shilang then set his sights on Zhou Yi. Enemies of enemies can be friends.

Zhou Yi asked: "The issue of alien races... Has the war in Northern Xinjiang changed?"

"It's almost over. Once His Majesty issues the general attack order, General Gongsun will be able to drive the Beirong people back to the mountains."

Chief Chen explained: "Because there are many foreign businessmen in Luojing, my uncle and Wang Shilang had a dispute over the treatment issue. One advocated strictness and the other advocated leniency."

Zhou Yi thought for a while: "Is Chen Shilang a member of your majesty or the prince?"

Daqian generally rejects foreigners from all over the world. After all, border troubles continue year after year.

The core conflict between Chen Shilang and Wang Shilang has nothing to do with the treatment of foreigners. They don't care at all whether they are harsh or lenient towards foreigners, but they compete for the right to speak among the officials.

Officialdom is like a battlefield. If newcomers want to take power, they can only steal it from the hands of the old.

If Chen Shilang was a princeling, he would just turn around and leave.

"Your Majesty is very powerful, and the prince is still young. Of course, my uncle will fully support your Majesty!"

Chen Shilang said: "My uncle is taking the imperial examination in the fifteenth year, and His Majesty selected him as the winner!"

"That's good."

Zhou Yi said: "What do you think, Brother Zhang?"

"It doesn't matter. What kind of bullshit servant and dog is a mere sixth-grade man worthy of going against Lao Chen?"

Zhang Cheng snorted coldly: "Old Chen has been an official for a long time. He pays too much attention to correct procedures when doing things. If he wants me to beat him on the spot, if he messes up again, how can he have the face to fight for power?"

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, and the master of refining the gods only had eyes for the master of refining the gods.

Wang Bo'an has a sixth-grade cultivation level and serves as a third-grade official minister. Even with the support of Jixia Academy, in the eyes of a truly strong person, his virtue is not worthy of his position.

"Then let's go in and have a look?"

Flowers are blooming. There are really flowers blooming in Fugui Pavilion. It's a biting cold winter outside, but inside it's full of spring and full of flowers. This alone is worth an oiran in Chunfeng Tower.

Zhou Yi observes the corner formation restrictions, exuding warmth and wood spirit breath at all times.

"Chunfeng Tower is out of date. For hundreds of years, it has been the way of holding flowers and courtesans. We should learn from others."

"Humph! The consumption of this formation in one day can make Chunfeng Tower bankrupt."

Zhang Cheng raised his hands in the direction of the palace: "Originally, I planned to vent my anger on Lao Chen and you, but now I want to share your Majesty's worries and repay the Emperor's kindness!"

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue and admired that Lao Zhang was very good at doing things. He was ready to leave his hometown at the slightest sign of trouble. If we were strong and the enemy was weak, we would immediately strike hard.

He talks about the emperor's grace and always stands on the side of justice. When it comes time to die for His Majesty, he will probably run faster than a sacred cow.

Zhang Cheng sat down at the main seat with a golden sword: "Hurry up and call the girls, the more the merrier!"

The madam soon brought in more than thirty people, all of them graceful and graceful, wearing exotic costumes and veils covering their bodies. They were much more open-minded than the Daqian women.

Zhang Cheng waved and left everything behind: "Old Chen, go check out."

"The distinguished guest can marry you when he leaves..."

Before the Madam could finish her words, she received a banknote worth ten thousand taels from Master Chen and immediately stopped talking.

Brothels always only have to make up for insufficient money, and there is no rule to refund the difference.

As soon as the girls arrived, the atmosphere suddenly became more lively.

Two women in red gauze skirts, one on the left and one on the right, with smiling faces and charming manners, poured wine for Zhou Yi and beat their legs.

Zhou Yi asked: "Where is your hometown?"

The woman wanted to speak, and a flash of magic flashed through her, which was the art of questioning people's minds.

"... Liping County, Feiyun Prefecture."

The woman's face was slightly dull and she answered the questions obediently.

"Are you not from Beirong?"

"no."

"Okay! I actually deceived you!"

Zhou Yi suddenly stood up and lifted the table in front of him, causing cups and dishes to shatter on the floor.

"Smash it for me!"

Mu Ran, a colleague in the cabinet, was shocked and didn't know what happened. Then he saw Zhang Cheng and Chief Chen also flipping the table.

There's no need to think about it, unless you don't want to get involved in the Mono-be, you must follow immediately.

In a blink of an eye, the spring flower pavilion was razed to the ground, and everyone was still dissatisfied.

The desire for destruction seems to be more interesting than the girl.

The Qi Refining monks must be good at demolishing the house. Qunfang Pavilion covers an area of ​​several acres, and less than half of it was demolished in a short period of time.

Guests, girls, maids, servants... all scurrying around in a chaotic mess.

There was such a commotion that the patrol officers were alerted.

When the officer saw Zhang Cheng's Zhouyi appearance, he immediately knew that he was not in charge of it, so he turned around and left pretending not to hear the madam's shout.

Zhou Yi waved a spell and blasted it towards an unknown attic in the backyard of Qunfang Pavilion.

"stop!"

An angry shout came out, and the barbarian with his upper body naked and his face covered with monster tattoos jumped out from the attic and punched Zhou Yi.

The sword light flashed, and the barbarian's body was silently broken into two pieces.

"Refining God!"

Several more barbarian warriors jumped out from the attic, looking ugly.

In Daqian's realm of refining gods, Beirong is a tribal wizard with a high status. They must kneel down and worship him when they see him.

Zhou Yi was too lazy to talk to them. The light of his sword flashed, severing the tendons, veins and bones of his hands and feet, breaking the sea of ​​qi in his Dantian. The men of the Demon Slayer Division were arrested and taken to prison.

By the time the Purple-clothed Divine Catcher from the Six Doors arrived with his people, everyone in the Monobe Department had already gone to Chunfeng Tower.

The Qunfang Pavilion was in ruins, with foreigners lying on the ground wailing.

When the divine catcher saw the seriously injured barbarian warrior, his expression changed slightly.

"Caught, seal the scene!"