Chapter 456: Reporting on Each Other

He explained that as the medicinal materials were marketed nationwide, Zhitian Township's water consumption was increasing, so he hoped that the upstream could open up more water. However, the pig monsters refused because building dams would destroy their territory.

"Isn't this something that can be coordinated and compensated?" He Lingchuan also worked in coordination at Dunyu.

A village noble couldn't help but sneer: "Although they are pigs, they like to ask for a lot of money."

It seems that the pigs wanted to add money, so the negotiation failed.

He Lingchuan took a sip of wine: "So, who would benefit the most if the whole nest of pigs was wiped out?"

When everyone heard that the words were not right, they clarified: "Sir, it has nothing to do with us!"

"We just collect some medicinal materials here and sell them outside. We earn money by running errands. How can we have the intention and ability to harm others!"

He Lingchuan smiled: "Generally speaking, whoever benefits the most is suspected."

A wealthy family was indignant and said: "Sir, you can't say that. We work hard and Zhitian Township has prospered. Why are we the most suspected? If it weren't for us , those herbal farmers and tenants, those..."

He wanted to say "monsters", but his companion pushed him in the ribs, and he immediately changed his words: "...How can they have such a good life now?"

"Yes, yes, the abundance of Zhitian Township is far better than other places, and we have done our best."

Bai Shi County Magistrate hurriedly said: "Sir, didn't you say that this might be caused by monsters? And the victims are all over Chiyan, so what does it have to do with these local sages?"

He Lingchuan's eyes swept across everyone's faces, "Who of you has dealt with the hairy pig monster head-on?"

Everyone was silent.

Jiao Yu looked at Bai Shi County Magistrate: "You should know, right?"

Bai Shi County Magistrate had to bite the bullet and point them out to He Lingchuan one by one.

The three wealthy families here have dealt with the hairy pig monster, and even had a feud. They are named Wang, Li and Tu.

The three of them defended themselves and said that they had no intention of harming anyone.

General Ling scratched his hoof irritably.

He Lingchuan looked at them for a long time, and when he saw that the three of them were feeling numb, he sighed, "I'm just asking this as a routine question, don't take it personally."

Mr. Li asked cautiously, "If the murderer is really caught, what will be the crime?"

"The murder of Lingxu Messenger is at least punishable by death."

General Ling added, "Execute the three clans."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of murderous intent, and everyone choked, not knowing how to respond.

The meal was over quickly.

Back at the inn, He Lingchuan washed his hands and face.

It was midsummer in July, and the nights were not necessarily cool, even the cicadas were still chirping.

General Ling brought his own guards and booked a room next door.

There was a large water tank in the yard, full of clear water, and Menghu simply jumped into the water to cool off, while asking He Lingchuan, "Do you really think the case is related to these wealthy families?"

What County Magistrate Bai Shi said made sense. The murderer committed crimes all over the country, what did it have to do with the local wealthy families?

These big households are ordinary humans, not even a single cultivator.

"We got the information about Fushan Ji, and basically there are only two or three victims, one or two people, or one or two monsters in each case. Even those sheep thieves who came to steal my mountain goats only set such a target." He Lingchuan said, "This is a smart approach, and it is not easy to attract attention."

"But the case of the Drilling Wind Beast broke the routine, with more than 20 victims at once."

"If we can determine tomorrow that the Millet Pig Clan was also killed by our murderer, then a year ago its appetite was even greater, and it directly killed more than a hundred victims."

He Lingchuan said slowly: "These two abnormalities, the crime scene is only thirty or forty miles apart. Maybe it's just an accident, but if I'm not wrong, what is the reason for the murderer to kill so much?"

Jiao Yu didn't know how to answer.

Killing one or two people, two or three monsters, it may be possible to say that it was to fill the stomach.

Hundreds at a time?

This purpose does not seem to be simple.

"It wasn't simple at first." He Lingchuan said seriously, "Don't forget, the messengers specially sent by Lingxu City all died in their hands. Usually no one dares to attack the messengers, right?"

Jiao Yu was moved: "According to what you said, there are foreign spies hiding in Zhitian Township?"

"We have to find the murderer to judge." He Lingchuan suddenly said something irrelevant, "I thought that Beijia was really the ideal country for monsters. Now it seems that it may not be the case."

Jiao Yu did not respond.

It didn't rain tonight, and He Lingchuan didn't want to sleep, so he simply pulled out the Tenglong Spear and practiced spear skills for half an hour.

After he exchanged the spear skills from the Panlong Dream, he practiced diligently, and the time exceeded the sword skills.

This spear skill has only sixteen formulas, which is more concise than the sword skills.

The spear is the king of all weapons, and the difficulty of practicing is much greater than the sword skills. Fortunately, martial arts pay attention to one road, and all roads are open. His own realm has been raised, and practicing spear skills is not much worse.

Besides, he had seen General Hong, Xiao Maoliang and Hong Chenglue make moves, all of which were considered thunderbolts. He often pondered in his mind and gained something.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. He practiced smoothly and didn't feel tired at all. He was slightly drunk and couldn't help but let out a long whistle. The tip of the gun swung slightly and hit the tree trunk.

The crape myrtle suddenly fell in a riot of petals.

He Lingchuan expanded his mind and the gun shot out like a needle, piercing the petals at the tip of the gun.

The gun weighed thirty-nine pounds and was seven feet long. He held the gun with one hand. The tip of the gun trembled when the tail of the gun moved slightly, which was very difficult to control. It was really difficult to pierce the thin and soft petals that were not supported by the force.

The crows on the tree saw the shadow of the gun and the murderous aura. They were so scared that their feathers exploded. They quickly flapped their wings and flew outside.

It was late at night. Should we let the birds rest?

He Lingchuan wanted to practice killing skills, but the scene was very gentle.

After the flower rain fell, there were only a few petals on the ground.

The rest were all hanging on the tip of the gun.

Jiao Yu was originally dozing on the steps, but was awakened by the murderous aura.

Seeing him put away his gun like a tiger, a cheer came from the side: "Good!"

It turned out that General Ling had been lying on the courtyard wall to watch the excitement. It was more than ten feet tall when it stood up half upright, and its head was higher than the top of the wall.

It was also a veteran of the battlefield. Although the spearmanship of this young man could not be compared with the old king of Chiyan, it was as strong as a mad snake spitting out its tongue and as strong as a cunning rabbit returning to its nest. Such courage and strength are stronger than ordinary generals.

This kid really has some skills.

He Lingchuan let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This "Plum Blossom Strike" was finally completed.

At this moment, two pecking sounds came from the courtyard door.

He Lingchuan had heard footsteps coming and going outside. He opened the door and saw only a letter on the ground.

This was a letter of denunciation, reporting the feud between Mr. Tu and the hairy pig monster.

It turned out that the two sides had long been at loggerheads. Mr. Tu's grandson was even shot in the calf by the hairy pig, which was ulcerated to the bone and almost had to be amputated. He was treated for more than three months before gradually recovering.

Half an hour later, there was movement outside the house again.

Someone approached on tiptoe, but how could his footsteps be hidden from He Lingchuan?

The man leaned over and was about to put the note under the door, but the courtyard door creaked open, and He Lingchuan stood at the door and smiled at him:

"Since you are here, you might as well talk to each other in person. Who is your master and who do you want to report?"

"Ah..." The man was caught in the act, his face turned green.

He Lingchuan grabbed the note from his hand, read it on the spot, and then said: "Oh, so you want to report the Li family. Is your master's surname Wang or Tu?"

The man didn't dare to say anything, and there was no signature on the note.

"I hope your master's surname is not Tu." He Lingchuan took out a letter and shook it in front of him, "Someone has already come to report him."

"Huh?"

...

In Shuanglu Town, Zhitian Township, fifteen miles away, in a big house.

A night owl fluttered and landed on a big tree next to the main house, and cooed a few times.

The window door was opened, letting the night owl fly in.

The person in the house closed the window again, and there was only one person and one bird left in the house.

He casually set up a barrier to prevent eavesdropping, and then said to Night Owl: "What news is there in the capital?"

"The case of the missing messenger in Lingxu City was handed over to Fushan Yue by the king."

The man said: "Fushan Ji couldn't find out, and Fushan Yue is a reckless man..."

He stood up and paced for two steps and said: "But Fushan Yue should spend a lot of effort to win the king's favor at this time. Well, he still has a few capable people under his command. Who will he send to investigate this matter?"

"It's not clear yet."

The man paused: "Not clear?"

"All his officials have other tasks." Night Owl said, "Only Jiao Yu, the general of Baishan, left the capital a few days ago and his whereabouts are unknown."

"Jiao Da's son?" The man asked curiously, "Would Fushan Yue send him alone to handle this matter?"

Night Owl couldn't answer this question.

It ate meat and drank water here, then closed one eye and went to sleep.

In the second half of the night, another person who looked like a manager came to the door.

"My master asked me to come here to report overnight." The steward came in from the back door. "The prince sent a special envoy to Youtian Town to investigate the case of the messenger in Lingxu City."

"Oh?" the man asked anxiously, "Who did he send?"

"The special envoy is named He Xiao, holding the prince's letter. There is also a tiger named Jiao Yu, who seems to be Baili..."

"Baishan Zhonglangjiang?"

"Yes!" The steward nodded repeatedly, "There is also a goshawk, I heard that it is also a palace guard."

"He Xiao?" The man thought for a long time, "I haven't heard of him."

"The county invited him to dinner, but he suspected that the local sages killed the piglets in Yulun Mountain."

The man sat up straight immediately: "Is there any evidence?"

"No, he didn't even go to see it, he just talked nonsense."

"It may not be nonsense, maybe he wants to cheat you." The man asked, "What else?"

"He will go to see the piglets tomorrow."

"Where are the items used by Mr. He?"

The steward took out a cloth bag from his arms and opened it. There was a wine glass inside.

"They were having dinner at Xihonglou, and He Xiao used this wine glass."

"Okay, go back and tell your master to put your heart at ease." The man took the wine glass, "He can't be traced back!"

"Yes."

After the steward left, the man sat in the room and pondered for a while, and suddenly got up and walked to the yard.

The shadows of the trees were swaying, and there was a corner in the yard that even the moonlight could not shine through.

The man seemed to crush something, and then he took a bucket of clear water and poured it into this corner.

Soon, something moved in the shadow of the corner.

"Assign a new target: He Xiao." The man lowered his voice and put the cup on the ground, "Now he is in Youtian Town, and will go to the pig nest in Yulun Mountain tomorrow. You know what to do."