Chapter 331 The World is a Huge Lie
As the night deepened, the clouds above the capital were blown faster by the wind. The wisps of clouds were like rags, wiping the moon, which was as clear as new and reflecting cold light.
Around the Kong family mansion, men in night clothes were hiding in the darkness, ensuring that any mosquito flying in would be noticed.
"Huff...exhale..." Diagonally opposite the house, there is the entrance to a narrow alley.
Zhang Han stood straight, leaning against the cold gray wall, his chest heaving with his breathing.
This number one King of the Nine Halls will lead the team tonight, guarding outside Kong Hanlin's house, ambushing and tracking the demon.
Not long ago, he witnessed a woman walking straight into the mansion.
Zhang Han silently counted his heartbeats and estimated that he had been inside for a full quarter of an hour.
"Sir, are we just going to keep waiting like this?" A police officer walked out of the narrow alley and asked in a low voice.
In the darkness, in the long and narrow alley, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes hidden. Everyone's knife was wrapped in cloth, and their boots were also made of the softest cloth to prevent noise from collision.
Zhang Han said nothing, shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the house.
Due to the information conveyed by Zhao Duan during the day, Ma Yan temporarily changed his tactics.
"Since the demon can possess others and approach its target, the strategy of waiting for its prey won't work. If someone approaches Kong Hanlin, don't alert them. Wait for the demon to leave, then follow it in secret and try to trace its true form."
Ma Dugong's voice echoed in his memory.
“It’s out!”
Suddenly, everyone who was feeling uncomfortable was pleasantly surprised. They saw the closed door of Kong's house open and the rough-handed and jealous woman walked out alone.
She closed the door, determined the direction, and walked a distance toward the side of the deserted street.
Suddenly he stopped, turned on the spot, and headed straight for the narrow alley where everyone was hiding.
"Come out, I see you."
The woman said with a smile. At this moment, the clouds were blown away by the wind, and the moonlight sprinkled down, illuminating her strange smile.
Zhang Han's heart sank. He grasped the hilt of the seven-foot sword, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Take it!"
Behind him, people in brocade clothes came out one after another, the sound of swords being drawn became one, and they quickly formed a semi-arc formation.
No one tried to communicate with this evil Taoist who could bewitch people.
However, under the moonlight, the woman just smiled as they approached, then suddenly pressed her head with both hands and turned it hard!
“Crack!”
The woman twisted her neck, turned her head 180 degrees, and fell to the ground, dead.
"ah--"
Even the Jinyi soldiers who killed and injured people were shocked.
“Hualala——”
Suddenly, there was a sound of fluttering robes in the night sky.
Ma Yan was like a giant night owl, riding the wind, rushing from the distant buildings and landing gracefully.
He was wearing a black and red cloak, and his stern face was solemn. "What's going on?"
Zhang Han quickly explained the situation and said at the end:
"Just like what Zhao Jisi said, the demon's true body never showed up, and he noticed us, so he didn't give us any chance to follow him."
Ma Yan turned his head, looked towards the Kong residence, and said, "Where is Kong Hanlin?"
"I haven't gone in to investigate yet."
Ma Yan took a step, his cloak spreading out behind him like a lotus leaf:
"Go and take a look. Take Kong Hanlin away and take control of the entire Kong Mansion. Once we are sure that everyone inside is alright, we will release them."
As he spoke, the policemen who were lying in ambush all around rushed into the Kong residence. Amid the frightened gazes of the people in the residence, Ma Yan went straight to the study and stretched out his hand to push the door open!
Then he was stunned.
Inside the study, the candlelight had gone out, and the thin and old Kong Hanlin had hanged himself from the beam.
His eyes were bulging out, his body was like a piece of hanging bacon, and under his feet was a stool that he had kicked over.
"Ah! Master!" Outside the door, the old wife who came rushing in let out a wail and fainted.
Ma Yan's face was gloomy. He ignored the commotion and walked to the desk. He saw the torn copy of "The Master Does Not Talk About Speed and Power" and the scattered books of saints.
"Dugong...this..."
Ma Yan said nothing, but suddenly realized something and thought to himself, "Not good!"
Immediately, he flew out of Kong's residence, leaped into the air, his cloak fluttering, and ran towards the night.
He suspected that accidents would also happen to the deputy general of Qianniu Guard and the priest Zhao of Dandao.
Since the evil Taoist has seen through the government's tracking trick, he must change his plan and try his best to avoid more casualties.
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"Sir, we're closing time. Please see..."
In the city, inside a shop.
A waiter wearing an apron and holding a rag in his hand walked to a corner of the store and spoke to the particularly handsome young customer.
Apart from brothels, there was no other "night life" in the Dayu Dynasty, and restaurants and drinking places would close early.
At this moment, there was only this table left in the shop, and the waiter had blown out half of the lanterns.
Wu Ling, the signature actor of Bafang Theater and a renowned figure in the Beijing theater circle, was stunned.
He looked at the empty shop, then at the table in front of him, at the all-eaten side dishes and the empty wine jug.
After a moment of silence, he stood up, put down a string of copper coins, smiled apologetically, and said goodbye.
Walking out of the shop, Wu Ling walked on the quiet street with a serious expression.
Today is the day agreed to meet with the online "ballast stone" and convey the news.
However, Wu Ling waited until the shop closed, but did not see "Shangxian" appear.
"Could there be a delay? Considering Ballast Stone's thoroughness in their work, this shouldn't have happened." Wu Ling felt a strong sense of unease.
As a member of the Kuangfu Society's spies, he didn't know that his "superior" was dead, and he knew nothing about the arrival of the national teacher.
But as a spy, his instinctive sense of crisis made it difficult for him to remain calm.
After weighing the pros and cons, Wu Ling gritted his teeth and chose to take the risk to meet another member.
As a martial arts sorcerer at the Divine Chapter Realm who specializes in "The God of Drama", he is a high-ranking official in the branch and has the contact information of more than one spy.
Wu Ling ran in the night like a ghost, circling the alley for a long time to make sure there was no "follower" behind him, and then appeared outside the "Golden House" bookstore.
I knocked on the door, but no answer.
Wu Ling simply jumped up and floated into the yard. He pushed open the door and saw the dishes on the table that had not been cleared away and the candles that were still burning.
There was no sign of the "Golden Eagle" in the dim room.
“Something’s wrong!”
Wu Ling's eyes focused, and he suddenly found some strange traces in the house. He followed the traces, pushed open the back window, and found that the window was damaged and seemed to have been forced closed by someone.
When he walked to the backyard, he saw the obviously messy and uncleaned footprints on the ground.
“Oh no!”
Wu Ling's heart sank, and he turned around. He suddenly turned into a thin, palm-sized "donkey skin shadow" depicting a little man in costume. He floated out of the yard in the wind and flew far away. Only when he was sure it was safe did he return to his human form.
"Something happened to the Golden Eagle?"
Wu Ling was anxious. He gritted his teeth and turned around to look for another spy who was closest to him, but still found nothing.
He did not give up, so he used his magic to run away for a while, found the third spy, but failed again!
Missing!
Missing!
Still missing!
At this moment, Wu Ling was filled with intense anxiety and didn't understand what was going on.
He gritted his teeth, forced himself to calm down, turned around and ran towards his residence - Bafang Theater!
He didn't have many spies under his control and couldn't continue searching, but he knew that if something unexpected happened, someone would definitely come to inform him.
When Wu Ling returned to the Bafang Theater, he crouched on the outer wall, tapped his brow with his finger using a secret technique, and a faint blue light shone from his eye sockets.
After making sure that there was nothing unusual around the theater, he carefully transformed himself into a "donkey-skin shadow figure" and floated into the yard to avoid the attention of other people in the theater.
Then he turned sideways and squeezed into his room through the crack in the door.
"Huh... something's wrong, very wrong! I can only wait until dawn. If Ballast Stone still hasn't sent any news, I'll have no choice but to risk using the backup channel and try to contact the headquarters..."
Wu Ling was pondering, when suddenly, his whole body froze. The palm-sized donkey-skin shadow figure suddenly widened its eyes and stared at the figure sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room.
He was a Taoist wearing a black and white plaid robe, his hair fixed with a peach wood hairpin, and a peach wood sword slung across his back.
He was about fifty years old, with slightly three-dimensional facial features and two very eye-catching yellow eyebrows.
"Haha," Guhuo Guoshi looked down at the little man at the door with his deep eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he pointed his hands forward:
"It's just right. I'm here to protect my country's master."
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On the other side, Zhao Duan led a group of people from Lihuatang and did the same thing.
Based on the intelligence obtained from Huang Jinrong, spies were quickly removed one after another.
Each time, the Thousand-Faced God would disguise himself to gain the other party's trust, first ask questions and stabilize the other party, then take action when the other party is not prepared, and with the cooperation of the Lihua Hall Jinyi, capture the person, and then Gongshu Tianyuan would interrogate him using the fox fairy.
Repeated cycle.
At Zhao Duan's deliberate request, the Thousand-Faced God repeatedly revealed the truth about the Xuanmen coup with different people.
Holding the "Two-tone Flower", Yunxi was forced to hear the cruel truth again and again.
At first the girl tried to maintain her composure and maintained a firm demeanor, but gradually, as more and more people gave answers, the cracks in the sincere heart of this girl who was personally trained and cultivated by Zhuang Xiaocheng and who believed that she was eliminating harm for the people and fighting for justice in World War II with passion, continued to widen.
Until I didn't know when, I was already in tears, like a puppet without a soul.
The handkerchief in Bluebird's hand that was used to wipe her tears was soaked.
"You all know that the Master is lying, right?"
During another stop, Yunxi suddenly turned her head and looked at Qingniao with tears in her eyes.
Bluebird avoided his gaze in shame and whispered, "I...I didn't dare tell you in prison..."
"So, Grand Tutor is lying to me? Lying to us? Lying to the whole world?"
"……kindness."
Yun Xi closed her eyes painfully, then opened them again and turned to look at Zhao Duan. A self-deprecating sneer suddenly appeared on the girl's pretty face:
"Am I stupid? You all know, but I'm the only one who doesn't know. I'm still foolishly sitting in jail dreaming of a heroic death. So, when Zhuang Xiaocheng abandoned me, I should have understood."
Zhao Duan was too lazy to pay attention to the girl whose faith had collapsed. He got off the carriage and looked at the people in front of him who returned empty-handed. He frowned and said:
"Failed?"
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