Zhang Mingtu had just returned home and was preparing to conduct the next round of detailed investigations, mainly investigating the connection between the grain ship gang and the Japanese pirates.
He clearly remembered that it was the leader of the Grain Ship Gang who provided blood food to the demons.
Zhang Mingtu thought that the confession provided by the grain ship gang leader before might have just been a deal between him and the demon, but now it seems that there are still many secrets involved.
Just how to restrain the demons under his command and how to protect the grain ship gang is a big problem.
Because of the heavy losses caused by the incident, all the people involved were arrested, but not many people cared about the deepest truth hidden in the incident.
Now when Zhang Mingtu thinks back on it, he can find many doubts.
"There are many problems here. After I was injured while exploring the underground river, almost everyone in Jianyi who had undergone a blood transfusion or marrow cleansing was contacted and investigated for various reasons. The Grain Ship Gang alone doesn't seem to have such capabilities..."
The more Zhang Mingtu thought about it, the more he felt that there might be many connections involved. He then thought about the tacit behavior of a large number of families in Jiangnan in the future, as well as the experience of being betrayed in Suzhou.
"Judging from the final decisive battle, those pirates were well-trained. They might have a base overseas, or even a country."
Zhang Mingtu felt that this guess was not far-fetched. After all, he had actually fought a decisive battle with that group of Japanese pirates at sea.
The ships, armors and weapons of those Japanese pirates were all standard equipment. They could not be called pirates, but soldiers. The soldiers were well-trained, and the techniques they practiced were simple military fighting skills, with the indelible traces of being a soldier in the army.
Although they are different from Daxia's cultivation methods and routines, it can be seen that they are definitely not the numerous guerrillas in the folk.
They were completely different from the more than 2,000 militiamen led by Zang Mintu in Jiangzhou. Their experiences, life stories, ways of practicing martial arts, and even the weapons and armor they used were all different.
There is a huge difference between it and a formal army.
"And the timing of their attack was incredibly clever. The Emperor of Daxia had just passed away, and all of this happened right after..."
Zhang Mingtu felt that the supreme emperor in the Great Xia Palace would not have been murdered by this group of Japanese pirates. After all, the defense of Kyoto was unparalleled in the world, and the emperor of Great Xia even had several martial saints guarding his side.
It’s not that Zhang Mingtu looks down on the Japanese pirates on the coast, but he really thinks that this group of Japanese pirates is not worthy of being on the stage.
Even though the Japanese pirates showed considerable strength, they probably did not have the ability to poison the emperor of Daxia.
But the timing was just right and too clever for him to help but think about it.
“I just don’t know how many people know about this.”
Zhang Mingtu's heart was also shrouded in a shadow. He was frightened by the long-term plan of the Japanese pirates, but he did not feel under great pressure.
After all, as long as he knows it, he has the opportunity to change, and he has many opportunities to try and fail.
Zhang Mingtu was just about to write down the formal plan for the next step when a clear bird call suddenly came from outside the house.
He looked up and saw a special flamingo with a fiery red beak, a carrier pigeon used by the Jinyiwei to deliver messages, flying towards him.
Fate is very short and concise.
"Something has changed, come quickly!"
…
When Zhang Mingtu arrived at the Jinyiwei prison, he had changed his appearance and did not reveal his true face. He had learned the general situation from his colleagues next to him.
In the Jinyiwei prison, the demon in the Zhenyuan realm escaped from prison.
All the jailers who guarded the prison died in the prison.
"What?"
Zhang Mingtu's heart skipped a beat.
He had witnessed with his own eyes how many demons were captured that day.
Demon-suppressing sword, exorcist talisman, demon-locking rune...
It can be said that he used all the tools he knew that could suppress evil spirits and demons.
He even used all his tricks against the demon in the True Yuan realm.
Most of the essence and blood in its body have been drained, leaving it unable to struggle or resist. Even if all the talismans, demon-suppressing locks, and demon-suppressing swords are pulled out, the demon in the True Essence Realm may not be able to defeat even someone in the Marrow Cleansing and Blood Changing Realm.
The scene had been cordoned off by people from the Six Gates. When Zhang Mingtu arrived, Huang Ling, the bronze-medal captain of the Six Gates, was frowning and searching for traces inch by inch.
The entire Jinyiwei prison was drenched in blood. The dozen or so jailers who were guarding the place were all laid out on the ground in a row. Each of them had a pale face, many had broken bones and tendons, and their bodies could not be put together into a complete piece.
Some of the Jinyiwei who were not familiar with such scenes turned pale and leaned against the wall, about to vomit.
Not to mention the Jinyiwei, even many people in the Six Gates were shaking and could not withstand this tragic scene.
"For some unknown reason, the demon broke free from the Demon-Suppressing Sword and devoured the essence and blood of all its kind here. That's why it had the energy to go on a killing spree..."
Huang Ling was very capable and was able to deduce the corresponding situation from the numerous traces of fighting and death scenes at the scene.
But at the end he stopped talking again, frowning and said: "But there is a problem. How did the demon break free from its restraints?"
Zhang Mingtu hid behind the crowd, and the Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was running naturally, repeatedly rising from the bodies of the dozen or so dead jailers. That was their obsession before they died.
Some remnants of the scene appeared in front of Zhang Mingtu's eyes.
The jailer who was looking for an opportunity to extract the blood from the demon's wounds secretly sent a gift to the warden, then went to the place where the demon in the True Essence Realm was, pulled out the demon-suppressing sword, and released the demon's heart blood...
The demon lay there pretending to be dead, then suddenly attacked.
Zhang Mingtu's brows jumped. He had never thought that there would be such a person among the jailers who dared to meddle in such a major case.
No, it's not just the jailers, everyone in the entire Jinyiwei prison is like this.
"But how dare he draw the Demon-Suppressing Sword?"
The Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva continued to circulate, and Zhang Mingtu saw a further scene before the jailer pulled out the sword to suppress demons.
He put a silver note with a face value of one hundred taels into his arms, and at the same time, a rather majestic voice sounded in the picture.
"There's a great man who needs that level of True Essence at a critical moment in his cultivation. I'm willing to give you a little bit of my blood. If you can get it, you'll get even more silver later. This hundred taels of silver is just a deposit..."
Zhang Mingtu's heart skipped a beat.
Huang Ling also made his own judgment on this.
"There's absolutely no problem with the demon's containment. We've checked it several times. Either someone pulled out the demon-suppressing sword in front of the traitor, or someone sneaked into the prison. Let's check to see who has recently made large-scale property transactions."
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