General, there is a demon [Rebirth]

Yong'an City, Chongren Square.

The spring rain is pattering, even though it is already spring, the air is still infested with a little bit of coolness, mixed with the moist smell of soil, lingering in the streets and alleys.

Chongrenfang is located near Miyagi, and has always been the residence of dignitaries. In the past, it was not uncommon for officers and soldiers on tall horses to pass by, but it was far less dense than it is today.

The people watching the excitement gathered around the gate of the mansion, pointing and pointing, but lowered their voices, glanced at the officers and soldiers with solemn faces from time to time, and then whispered a few words to the people around them while they were not being noticed.

If you get close, you can hear them talking about something.

"I heard that Lord Wang of this mansion disappeared yesterday?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. I heard that my nephew said that he just suffered a little skin trauma. My nephew, you know, working as a nursing home in this family is promising. Yesterday he..."

"Hey, let's not talk about your nephew. You said that our Yong'an City has not been peaceful recently. In Chongren Square alone, several adults have had accidents. Looking at the Jinwu Guard, they were also sent by His Majesty to assist in the investigation. Sigh..."

"Hush—keep your voice down, His Majesty doesn't care about this matter."

"How should I say it? Isn't it only His Majesty who can mobilize this Jinwu Guard? I heard that General Xiao personally took over these cases. It's a pity that the newlyweds can be married immediately, and all the red silks from the Duke's Mansion have been picked."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense to you guys, the man in the palace may be too sick to come down today, and now the crown prince is in charge of the state."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was full of secrets, sighed for a while, and counted their hands to figure out how to live the days that are about to change.

A few who had listened for a few ears rolled their eyes, turned around and walked out of the crowd silently, without even looking at the excitement, wanting to go home quickly and make up with the whole family, what should the gods fight with them, the little ordinary people.

In Mr. Wang's mansion, a side hall.

"How do I know which god he offended? Why are his hands so cruel?"

The middle-aged woman in brocade clothes sitting on the stool in the flower hall was crying while wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and said in a resentful tone: "This is worth a thousand dollars! On weekdays, he sees a little girl on the road and is about to marry back, so I will marry you." Tell him to be more restrained, but instead of listening, he blames me for not being virtuous, can I take care of this family if I am not virtuous?" As she spoke, the woman's tears fell down again, but her mouth didn't stop. Next, the matter of Chen Zhima and rotten millet jumped out like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

"Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Wang?" Huo Changying called twice before the crying Mrs. Wang came back from her thoughts.

He glanced at Xiao Duo at the side, the man's brows were almost twisted into twists, but his eyes seemed to be a little confused, as if he didn't understand how this woman told them about Wang when they clearly asked him about the murder of Mrs. Wang last night. Is it the process of adults accepting concubines?

Looking at the man, Huo Changying felt a little funny in the serious atmosphere of questioning for some reason, his general is also quite cute sometimes.

Concentrating his thoughts, Huo Changying slowed down and asked, "Madam Wang, can you see the face of that assassin?"

Mrs. Wang shook her head: "I've never seen it before. That man's face is covered and he can't see his face clearly. Looking at his figure, he is very thin."

Wiping her tears, Mrs. Wang seemed to have thought of something terrible, her lips trembled and said: "The assassin is so powerful, he looks like a ghost, that's right! It's a ghost asking for his life, it's a ghost asking for his life! Surrounding the master in a circle, the assassin took something like a chain and dragged him out in one fell swoop, and the long knife several feet was about to stab the master!"

"The little servant was scared out of his wits, and even the master kept yelling that it was a ghost who wanted his life, and that he was going to use the soul chain to kill him!"

"The chains used by assassins?" Xiao Duo, who had been silent since entering the door, suddenly asked, "Can you see clearly?"

Mrs. Wang was stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to regain her senses from her memories, and she said in a low voice: "Yes, although it is dark at night, you can still see clearly that the assassin took a long chain and made no one in the nursing home close. It's too scary. " Mrs. Wang kept patting her chest as she recalled what she saw yesterday, "If it wasn't, if it wasn't for the master's fate, I, how would I live."

Seeing that Mrs. Wang was about to cry again, Huo Changying hurriedly interrupted her and asked, "The assassin is so powerful, how did your master get saved in the end?"

Madam Wang, who was sobbing, was suddenly interrupted and choked for a moment before slowly saying in confusion: "The assassin was taken away."

"It was taken?"

Mrs. Wang nodded and said: "It was dark last night and there was no moon. Suddenly! A man in black descended from the sky and took the assassin away. At first we thought the assassin had come to help, but the man had no intention of hurting anyone. Saved the master by taking the assassin."

The two looked at each other. Although he knew it was futile, Huo Changying still asked, "Can you see the man in black clearly?"

Mrs. Wang slowly shook her head and said, "You can't see the face clearly, but he should be a tall and strong man."

"How do you know it's a man?" The Dali Temple official who was recording the question on the side suddenly interrupted and asked.

Mrs. Wang, who was wiping her tears with a veil, raised her head and glared at the little official, her tone was not as kind as before to Xiao Duo and the other two, she tossed the veil and said, "You are interesting, go out and have a look! Isn't Yong'an just Quan Dayin, who has a tall and burly little lady who is eight feet tall?"

The little official was young and never had any troubles, his face turned red immediately, but he still lowered his head and muttered softly while writing: "It's not that I didn't see the face."

Seeing Mrs. Wang's anger, Huo Changying wanted to argue a few more words, so he hurriedly asked a few more questions to change the topic. In fact, it's no wonder that little official, even he had some doubts about this matter in his heart.

The two asked some more questions, picked up useful information from Mrs. Wang's nagging complaints, and left the rest of the mansion to Dali Temple to deal with follow-up questions.

"My lord Wang is in a coma. I want to ask but I can't ask anything. Let's go to the other house to see the situation first. Duo, you..." The two were about to leave the house. Huo Changying couldn't see Xiao Duo following him, but turned around and saw him Staring at a colonnade in a daze.

"Is there any problem?" Huo Changying asked, following Xiao Duo's gesture, he looked at the pillar.

Under the cloister, the red-painted colonnade is a bit mottled due to years of disrepair, but there are traces of fighting on it. Because of the rain, it almost blends with the peeling red paint, which is difficult to find unless you observe deliberately.

"Look here," Xiao Duo twirled his fingers in the hollow, and frowned involuntarily as he stared at the skin flakes left on his fingertips.

Huo Changying didn't know why, "Is it left by the assassin?"

Xiao Duo said: "Looking at this mark, it should be the result of a long whip. Compared with sword assassins, they should be better at using whips."

"That's why Mrs. Wang saw that the chain used by the ghost to kill is actually a long whip used by the assassin..." Thinking of Mrs. Wang's upside-down words just now, Huo Changying suddenly said: "No wonder he was able to drag people out of the nursing home. I doubted whether it was the work of evil spirits, but there was no evil in the whole mansion just now."

Xiao Duo nodded, the two explained to the officials of Dali Temple what they had found, and they left the palace to go to another crime scene.

Xiao Duo was silent on the road, his brows were tightly frowned and almost never moved. Huo Changying wanted to ask several times, but looking at the Jinwu Guards following him, he had an intuition that this was not the place for conversation.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry. The hawkers who saw the rain on the side of the road were also in a hurry to close their stalls at this time, and hurried home with their worn-out oil-paper umbrellas.

The two were in a trance, when suddenly a person rushed out from the crossing of the street, and saw that the person's clothes were covered with mud and water, and they bumped into it and saw blood stains on his face.

"Be careful!" Xiao Duo immediately protected Huo Changying in his arms, the pouring rain soaked his clothes instantly, Huo Changying hurriedly propped up the umbrella and dumped it towards Xiao Duo.

The surrounding Jinwu guards surrounded him, and when he was about to unleash his saber, he heard Huo Changying questioningly: "Lu Tingyan? Why is it you?" Everyone saw that it was the eldest son of the Lu family who relaxed their vigilance and put the long saber back into its sheath.

This was the first time Huo Changying and Xiao Duo saw Lu Tingyan after they came back from the border, but they found that his expression was wrong, like a puppet without strings, frustrated like a ghost, listless and lifeless.It is far from the appearance of the noble son who was gagging and fooling around in the past.

The two took a step forward, and before they could speak, they saw a person staggering and hurriedly running behind Lu Tingyan.

"Son!"

When someone ran to Lu Tingyan's side, Huo Changying realized that he was a handsome and slender boy.

The young man hurriedly put his oil-paper umbrella on Lu Tingyan's head, not caring about the rain falling on him, and hurriedly put the clothes in his hand on Lu Tingyan's body, and pressed the clean handkerchief on Lu Tingyan's forehead tremblingly. There is still a bleeding wound, and the concern is undoubtedly revealed.

Lu Tingyan also woke up as if he had lost his soul, and hurried back to hold the young man's hand, ignoring the injury on his head, and hurriedly said: "Zhuyan, you are weak, so don't get wet."

Zhuyan looked at him, but couldn't help shaking her head and weeping.

It was only then that Huo Changying remembered that the handsome young man named Zhuyan in front of him was a young man who was redeemed from Nanfeng Hall by spending a lot of money when Lu Tingyan was still a dandy.

His eyes lingered between the two of them for a moment, and suddenly he was a little stunned, when he heard about it, he only thought it was the achievements of the young master of the Lu family in the romantic arena, but now that he saw it, he unexpectedly saw some sincerity.

It's just that it's pouring rain, one running and one chasing, why is Lu Tingyan still in such a mess?

"It's raining heavily, Mr. Lu is this?" Xiao Duo asked in a cold voice, still angry at him for almost bumping into the baby.

In front of Xiao Duo, Lu Tingyan was a little embarrassed. Originally, he was a little afraid of Xiao Duo, but now that he had seen this man's killing and decisiveness on the battlefield, he respected and worshiped him even more amidst the fear.

Although Lu Tingyan was full of mixed feelings and almost disheartened, he still said a few more words, "It's nothing, I just had a quarrel with the old man in the family, and the injury was thrown out by the old man with the incense burner." His tone was weak, his eyes lowered hang down.

Huo Changying was a little surprised. In Yong'an City, Lu Tingyan and his father were known to be at odds, but Lu's father always valued his only son, even if he was angry, he never beat him once.

Looking at each other with Xiao Duo, both of them knew that this was a family affair of the Lu family, and it was difficult for outsiders to talk about it. In addition, they were on official business, so they told him to take care of his health, and before leaving, Huo Changying gave him the medicine for sores from gold.

"Physician Wang's golden sore medicine..." Lu Tingyan murmured looking at the porcelain bottle in his hand, he hesitated to speak in his eyes, he opened his mouth several times but in the end it was only a thank you, and he and Zhuyan held the same umbrella and left.

But as soon as he took a few steps, Lu Tingyan stopped suddenly, his hand holding the porcelain bottle was tightened again and again, and finally he turned around and shouted to Xiao Duo and his party as if he mustered up his courage:

"and many more!"

There were bursts of spring thunder, and a loud bang suddenly fell from the sky of Yong'an City, shaking and slashing towards every street and alley, unstoppable, roaring to wash away the old dross and welcome the vitality.