Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Du Manzhi went to the tavern as soon as he left the palace.

I met an acquaintance on the road.

Zhao Tie and Liu Yan each led a team of royal guards, and she had seen all the people escorting them. They were the tattoo master and his apprentices underground in the tavern.

Their heads were drooped, and their blood-stained clothes were piled with rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs thrown by the people.

In fact, the people around them didn't know what they had committed. They just vaguely heard that a group of criminals were hiding in the cellar of the tavern. There happened to be a vegetable market next to it, and the most indispensable thing was rotten leaves. They picked them up and threw them away.

"wrong……"

Du Manzhi looked at the frustrated "tattoo artist" and said silently in his heart.

Liu Yan's eyes were patrolling around like a hawk, and he accidentally landed on her face, showing a faint smile and saying hello to her.

Du Manzhi made a gesture to her, indicating that he wanted to enter the pub.

Liu Yan is indeed here in disguise. Not only has she set up a cordon around the tavern, but there are also many people standing guard, which makes it look like a police drama.

Over there, Liu Yan and Zhao Tie whispered a few words and strode over.

"You want to go down? Looking for someone?" Liu Yan spoke quickly, "We have searched this place several times. It is a mess inside and everyone has been taken away!"

Du Manzhi said: "Not necessarily."

Liu Yanyi frowned: "You mean, there are still places we haven't searched?"

Du Manzhi spread his hands silently.

Liu Yan went up and took a look, and saw that it was a small paper man as big as a palm.

The paper figure was lying flat on her palm. As if he had woken up, he slowly got up, put his feet together, and gave them a standard salute!

Liu Yan's pupils were shocked: "Wow..."

This thirty-year-old woman seemed to have returned to her childhood at this moment, her eyes seemed like she had encountered a novel toy, and what was even more rare was that someone was willing to make her happy.

Du Manzhi pursed her lips and smiled.

"I'll do a trick for you. You've been tired lately and the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy."

Liu Yan smiled bitterly and touched his face.

The black eye circles and the yellow and rough face reflect the exhaustion and anxiety of working overtime for days.

"We are in such a hurry that there is no time to finish our work... I heard that you reported this tavern with your real name? If you find out the clues here, I can probably take two days off."

Seeing that she was confident in her words and determined that the scene had been searched and nothing was missing, Du Manzhi said frankly:

"I'm going down to find someone."

Liu Yan blurted out: "There is someone down there?!"

"Well, there are some incriminating evidences that you haven't found. I'll take you to see them if necessary."

"how do you know?"

Du Manzhi pinched the paper figure: "They told me."

She followed up that day and felt that the topic of the tattoo artist and the Gu Master changed too quickly, and the content was very unsatisfactory, as if they knew someone was eavesdropping and deliberately told her.

She suspected at that time that there was something similar to surveillance underneath.

That day she had a hidden talisman on her body, so the people underneath couldn't see her, and they didn't launch a massive search.

Assuming they knew someone was around, it meant there was something underneath that was sensitive to living things.

So she quietly scattered some paper figures and hid them in the gaps between the wine jars.

The paper man is thin and small. He can walk against the wall and is not easily noticed. The key is that he does not have the breath of a living person.

On the surface she is gone.

But each of these paper figures can be her eyes and ears, investigating what is happening underneath on her behalf.

She knew that Ye Mingzhu changed color after she left.

Knowing that the Gu Master vowed to kill her.

Knowing that the tattoo master led the Gu master to the dark room.

I know there are mountains of corpses there.

I also know that they have become food for the poisonous insects.

Therefore, later on the mountain, she would definitely say that the Gu Master's bugs smelled like corpses.

This is why the remnants of the deceased haunt the Gu Master.

……

Jinyiwei searched the tavern very quickly, but after all, this was someone else's territory, and there were inevitably some secret places that outsiders could not discover.

Du Manzhi led Liu Yan straight to the darkroom.

She kicked open the secret door, and the stench hit her, along with a strong buzzing sound.

Du Manzhi quickly pulled Liu Yan behind him and let the overwhelming flies fly out first.

Liu Yan endured the stench and went in to check.

"These...so many are all human bones!"

Liu Yan was stunned. She had not seen such a horrifying scene for a long time.

Broken skeletons were everywhere, many still hanging with rotting juice and blood. Maggots the size of rice grains were squirming on the bones, feasting on the last remaining juice.

Du Manzhi handed her a spice-soaked handkerchief:

"Two apprentices mentioned refugees when they were chatting. I suspect that many of the dead were refugees."

The refugees' household registration is not here, their interpersonal relationships are unstable, and they all look uniformly slovenly.

If there are too many people or too few people around, it will not attract the attention of the people around you.

So it is easier to become a missing person.

Using missing people to conduct various inhumane researches is a common method used by Tianshi Mansion.

For example, a tattoo artist needs to use leather to improve his craft and needs "dolls" for apprentices to practice. Where do the materials come from?

This was the first time Liu Yan heard about this organization, and his face immediately darkened, because his eyes were widened, and tears could be seen faintly, and he couldn't tell whether he was smoked or emotional.

"I would rather they were remnants of the previous dynasty who opposed Daqian than a cult."

It took a long time before she spoke.

Du Manzhi understands this feeling very well.

The remnants of the previous dynasty only aimed their swords at the powerful and powerful. Only those who win the hearts and minds of the people can secure the world. The people are the effective force they need to fight for.

And Tianshi Mansion doesn’t care who your heart is towards.

In their eyes, an important use of people is to become consumables.

This contempt for life is vividly displayed in the room full of bones.

Liu Yan gritted his teeth: "I will definitely arrest them, and I won't let anyone go!"

Du Manzhi: "I will be with you."

Liu Yan was slightly stunned: "You practitioners are not taboo..."

Du Manzhi raised his eyes.

There was stubbornness in his clear and cold eyes.

"Tianshi Mansion enshrines two ghost kings. I have dealt with both of them, but unfortunately they both ran away."

"If a living person breaks the law, you are responsible."

"These are not human things, I'll do it."

Her eyes were like arrows, and she used the hook as a long whip, and she suddenly turned around and whipped into the air in the corner!

It was obviously air, but there was a real sound of being hit on the flesh.

Liu Yan subconsciously drew his sword and stood in front of Du Manzhi: "Who!"

The talisman paper that was pulled in half by the Soul-Seducing Cord suddenly appeared and fell to the ground feebly.

Then a lean body emerged.

The men have tattoos on their faces and necks, some scarlet and some black. He was so thin that the outline of his bones could be seen. He was invisible to the sun underground and his skin was white and bluish, making him look like an evil ghost.

Liu Yan didn't retreat even an inch, noticing the ups and downs in the man's heart, and immediately confirmed: "You are human!"

The man sneered and said nothing.

A familiar face emerged from the messy hair.

Du Manzhi said lightly: "You are very smart, you prepared a substitute for yourself in advance."

"Didn't you discover it?" The tattoo artist's voice was rough and he stared at her with hatred, "Bitch, you ruined my work, you all deserve to die!"

"I wanted you to live a little longer."

"There is no door to hell, you have to break in! Hahaha, since you have come down, don't leave."

He looked at Du Manzhi's delicate cold white skin with greedy eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out his right hand towards her slender and fragile neck.

"What a beautiful piece of leather...Give it to me, give it all to me!"