The white-haired old man walked forward, and when he saw the face of the man in sackcloth leading the group, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he thought something was wrong.
A young Sikou has arrived in Sikou Mansion!
And it’s that “evil star”!
Tianya Sword Pavilion is the subordinate branch of Tai'a Sword Pavilion in Wangquezhou. It has a transcendent status on the mountain of Wangquezhou and possesses the law enforcement power granted by the human race's Taizong. The Sikou Mansion is the criminal law department specially established by Tianya Sword Pavilion, which is in charge of the five prohibitions of Wangque and controls punishments.
The highest official of the Sikou Mansion is the Grand Sikou, followed by several Lesser Sikou. However, these officials rarely show up on the mountain. In most cases, the people enforcing the law outside the Sikou Mansion are the lower-level Criminal Lieutenants, Inspectors, etc.
At every fairy ferry crossing in Wangquezhou, there is at least one inspector from the Sikou Mansion, who is responsible for supervising the monks on the mountain. As for the criminal officers who specialize in handling cases, they are relatively rare and their whereabouts are erratic.
Although the Sikou Mansion has great power, it rarely interferes in the affairs of the mountain. They do not ask about trivial matters such as killing and robbing between cultivators. They even watch the grudges and conflicts between immortal sects with a cold eye, not to mention the mundane affairs of dynasties changing and mountains and rivers changing down in the mountain.
There is a "single line" that determines whether they take action or not, and that is they must not harm the interests of the Xuanhuang human race or affect the normal order on the mountain and below, such as reducing the human race's luck, stealing the human race's important weapons, causing chaos in the world of cultivation by demons, or having cultivators massacre the people living below the mountain on a large scale.
The white-haired old man had only seen the criminal officer of the Sikou Mansion before. He never expected that he would meet the Little Sikou, a person he had only heard of in rumors today, and what's more, he was the notorious "evil star" rumored in the mountain. This gentleman was different from the other Little Sikou who were elusive. He was famous for his harsh laws and punishments, especially for demon cultivators, and he was even more brutal and harsh.
The white-haired old man looked at the man in sackcloth clothes who looked just like the man described in the rumors. His face turned pale and his heart trembled.
You know, even if he is a criminal officer in the Sikou Mansion, he is at least a Jindan realm sword cultivator. Sword cultivators are very rare in the mountains of Wangquezhou, and their killing power is enormous. A Jindan realm sword cultivator can be compared to a Taoist cultivator who is half a step into the Nascent Soul stage. The current Pavilion Master of their Qingfeng Pavilion is a half a step into the Nascent Soul stage.
And the one in front of him at this moment was the Junior Sikou of Sikou Mansion, a real sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm! How could such a great cultivator come to his boat today?
"I am Qiao Yu, a cultivator from the Qingfeng Pavilion of the Southern Sect. I was assigned by the pavilion to stay on this ship. I wonder why you have come to visit me, sir?"
The man in sackcloth looked down at the white-haired old man who was bowing very low, without saying a word.
The next moment, a cold-faced woman walked out from among the ten people behind him. She casually took out a token, showed it to the public, and then glanced at the people below and said loudly:
"A great demon is causing chaos in Anling Country and has now escaped. The Sikou Mansion has completely blockaded several surrounding countries. All ferries are prohibited from passing south of Zhishui Country. Stop at the nearest fairy ferry immediately."
After saying this, the cold-faced woman glanced at the man in sackcloth clothes, and seeing him raise his head slightly, she continued:
"Let everyone on board gather on the deck for a routine inspection."
"As you wish!"
Qiao Yu looked serious. He turned around and gave a few instructions to the ferry manager behind him. The latter hurriedly went to call the guests to gather on the deck.
At this moment, everyone on the deck became noisy and talked a lot after hearing those words.
"Shut up!"
The cold-faced woman scolded.
The crowd fell silent immediately.
Zhao Rong was listening silently in the crowd. After he roughly figured out what had happened, he turned around and looked at Liu Sanbian beside him with a helpless look.
I just want to simply return a piece of jade and send a letter, why are there so many things along the way?
Now the ferry has just entered the northern border of Wangque Continent and has traveled more than half of the distance. But if we get off the ferry in Zhishui Country, the rest of the journey will not be so fast and we will have to take a detour.
Zhao Rong felt a little itchy and in his heart he greeted the big monster who was causing trouble in Anling State in a friendly manner several times, "What's the matter that's so urgent for you to do? Can't you wait until I get there?"
Soon, all the people on the ferry gathered on the deck.
The atmosphere was silent and everyone had different expressions.
"Sir, all the guests on board have arrived, a total of 172 people."
The man in linen clothes who was resting with his eyes closed at a high place opened his eyes instantly after hearing this.
Next second.
The ghost sword pattern on his face suddenly lit up, like blood, and then he swept his eyes like a torch over the people below.
Zhao Rong first saw the red glow on his face, and then when he glanced at him, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and he felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe. Zhao Rong wanted to look away, but found that he seemed to be possessed by a ghost. Apart from breathing, he could not control his body. He began to struggle, but the more he struggled, the more suffocated he became!
"Don't try to move again. I will teach you a sword technique. Recite it silently while visualizing the sword at your waist."
Gui's voice rang in my ears, followed by a short but awkward spell.
Zhao Rong was like a drowning man who had grabbed the last piece of rice, and he hurried to do as Gui said.
I silently recite the spell in my heart and outline the sword with my eyes closed.
A mysterious feeling came over him, and Zhao Rong felt as if he had established a subtle connection with something.
The next moment, the dagger at his waist trembled slightly.
The feeling of suffocation began to recede slowly like the tide.
Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink, and the pressure that had been slowly receding suddenly disappeared.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and saw that it was Liu Sanbian who was helping him, with a hand on his shoulder.
Before Zhao Rong had the time to thank the two men, the next moment, several red lights emerged from the crowd, some thick and some thin. Looking closely, he found that the source was actually four people in the crowd, one of whom looked very familiar.
White collared shirt, red overalls.
It’s “Su Dahuang”!
Zhao Rong looked surprised.
Gui: "They are all demon cultivators with low cultivation bases. Their demonic energy has been drawn out."
The man in hemp clothes raised his eyebrows when he saw that the evil spirit of the demon clan emitted by his sword pattern caught a few "small fish".
The four people in the red light looked terrified.
The crowd around them slowly retreated, isolating the four people.
Qiao Yu, a Jindan cultivator from Qingfeng Pavilion, looked at them, no, them, with a look of pity.
Hey, how unlucky are you? You just happened to run into this "evil star".
The man in sackcloth clothes stared at the four demons with cold eyes, still without saying a word.
The four isolated monsters became more and more panicked, and some of them even fell to the ground and trembled.
Among the four monsters, there was a rough-looking man. Thinking of what the man in sackcloth had done in the rumors, he gritted his teeth, threw out a green beam from his hand, attacked the man in sackcloth, and then turned into two beams of black light and shot out of the boat.
“Bold!”
The sword in the cold-faced woman's hand flashed, and the attacking green light exploded into pieces in the air.
The man in hemp clothes remained where he was from beginning to end without moving a muscle. He glanced at the two black lights that had already gone very far away in the opposite direction without changing his expression.
The next second, there was a loud explosion from a certain direction. Looking closely, one of the black lights had exploded, and a cloud of blood mist was left at the explosion site. The other black light, which had no owner, suddenly stopped and fell from the air. It turned out to be a colorful shuttle.
"Why are you running? Are you hiding something?"
The man in sackcloth clothes finally spoke. His voice was a little different from what Zhao Rong had imagined. It was full of energy and very mellow.
After saying this, he turned his gaze back to the remaining three demons.
A demon with a ruthless look on his face kidnapped a man from the crowd and sternly demanded that the man in sackcloth clothes let him go.
But the next second, before he could react, his arms and legs were cut off one after another. He was cut into a "human stick" and lay on the ground, heartbroken.
"You beast, damn it."
The man in sackcloth clothes spoke slowly, and after admiring the masterpiece on the ground for a while, he raised his finger lightly, and the demon's head on the ground exploded.
Another demon, seeing the fate of the previous two demons, was so frightened that his heart and liver broke, and he dared not resist at all. He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, crying and shouting that he had never hurt innocent people and was willing to be a servant and work like a slave for the rest of his life.
"If you are so afraid of me, I'm afraid you are like the one who just ran away, and you have something to hide."
The man in sackcloth said calmly, thought for a moment, and then said:
"I'll leave you a whole body."
After he finished speaking, without seeing how he moved his hands, the demon kneeling on the ground became distracted, tilted its head and fell down.
Zhao Rong frowned. You had a reason to kill the first two monsters, one of which tried to escape and the other took hostages, but this third monster didn't resist at all, and you killed it without finding any crime?
Gui: "Oh, he probably went crazy from killing monsters in Kundu, and when he came back, he wanted to kill all the local monster cultivators. This kind of situation is very common in Kundu."
Zhao Rong did not comment.
The ten people who came with the man in sackcloth clothes looked indifferent when seeing the behavior in front of them, and it was obvious that they were used to it. Only the cold-faced woman who had spoken earlier had a slightly reluctant expression on her face, but she seemed to have thought of something, so she restrained her expression and continued to watch coldly.
The man in sackcloth clothes turned his gaze to the last demon.
Everyone followed his gaze and looked over.
The demon had previously looked like a handsome scholar, but at this moment he had collapsed to the ground in fear, with his long black hair disheveled, his face pale and his eyes filled with tears.
When she noticed everyone was looking at her, she buried her head in her knees, hugged her hands and sobbed.
She seemed so frightened that she even forgot to beg for mercy.
Hiding in the little world of my own creation.
"Wow, Xiaoxiao was wrong. Xiaoxiao shouldn't have run out of Qiantang Mountain. Wuwuwu, but Xiaoxiao missed grandma. Xiaoxiao wanted to go find grandma. Wuwuwuwu..."