nagpurpolice Chapter 24 Greetings
Chapter 24 Greetings
The mountain rain patters softly, and the sunset glows gently.
As dawn broke, the first light of day drifted through the gaps in the clouds, and a thin mist enveloped the entire town of Qingyang like a veil.
On the village road
Four people of varying ages and heights, shrouded in a thin mist, stepped into the town. The group consisted of the old Taoist priest and his two disciples, along with Fang Hongxuan.
"There are still many suspicious points surrounding the Liu family, which may require further investigation. If you have other matters to attend to, it would be best if we part ways here."
Just now, on the roadside, Fang Hongxuan observed as he went, and finally felt completely at ease. After all, no one likes to have their background completely exposed.
That's why he proposed to separate.
To everyone's surprise, the old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled.
"No rush. Otherwise, we can accompany you to the Liu family. After all, you are seriously injured. If there are still villains in the Liu family, wouldn't it be our fault?"
Although the scooping dogs were completely wiped out, Fang Hongxuan also suffered severe injuries as a result. After all, the difference in strength between the two was like an insurmountable chasm.
If the old Taoist hadn't used his ability to manipulate mountains and shatter the darkness with lightning, tomorrow would likely be Fang Hongxuan's death anniversary.
"Very well, then I shall respectfully comply."
The streets were packed with people, bustling with activity.
Even before they stepped inside, the four could see children chasing each other, people in long robes and short clothes going about their business, and peddlers calling out their wares.
The restaurant was still bustling with activity, as diners from all walks of life gathered to eat. Amidst their laughter and conversation, all sorts of secrets were shared.
The Liu family residence on the other side was no longer bustling as it used to be; the white cups hanging in the corners made the place seem incredibly desolate.
The servants who used to guard the gate were nowhere to be seen. The vermilion doors were tightly shut, and scattered paper money and funeral banners could be faintly seen through the cracks.
*Clang... Clang clang clang*
The bronze door knocker made a rattling sound, but there was no movement inside the door.
"Bang"
Without saying a word, Li Shoujing mustered all her strength and kicked the door open with one foot.
Fang Hongxuan looked surprised, but didn't say anything more.
"To guard stillness is not stillness, to guard the mind is not mind..."
A strong stench of blood assaulted the senses; the once lush flowerbeds had been transformed into a crime scene strewn with corpses, and the bluestone bricks were stained crimson with blood.
Behind the screen wall
The dark figure was kneeling on the ground, tearing at something with both hands.
The disheveled man was making muffled swallowing sounds, and the previously indistinct object turned out to be a corpse torn to pieces.
The man turned to look at the four people, his eyes now only showing the whites.
His veins bulged all over his body, his face was ferocious, and he was as thin as a rake. He looked like the legendary starving ghost who could never get enough to eat.
"It's Liu Yiheng, the young master of the Liu family..."
"How did he end up like this?"
"The demonic aura around him is very strong... um... no... there's also a strong aura of death..."
The three of them, master and disciples, reached the same conclusion without prior agreement. As for Fang Hongxuan, he glared at him coldly and waited for what was to come.
"roar!"
Liu Yiheng, like a mad dog, crouched on the ground, baring his teeth, and charged towards the crowd with all four limbs twitching.
"There are many suspicious points about this person. To be on the safe side, I shouldn't absorb his life essence," Fang Hongxuan thought to himself.
The long, flat bolt flew out, and the immense force pinned Liu Yiheng to the bluestone bricks.
It was Fang Hongxuan who made the move.
Cough cough
Fang Hongxuan felt a sweet taste in his throat, and blood swirled in his mouth. However, he forced it down.
This is not out of patience, but because the blood in their bodies is highly contagious. If not handled properly, it will bring endless trouble.
"It's hopeless. The demonic energy is corroding him, and the corpse poison is attacking his heart. I really don't know how he managed to maintain his balance and keep his body from being harmed."
Li Shouxin's gaze shifted slightly, and his sharp, piercing eyes appeared in their sockets. He stared at Liu Yiheng, who was struggling fiercely, for a long time before drawing a conclusion.
"In that case, things are getting a bit complicated."
"Daoist Master, I still have some acquaintances in the Liu residence. I need to meet them to confirm my thoughts."
"Is it that pretty girl?" The old Taoist priest smiled, but his expression, though subtle, betrayed a hint of frivolity.
Fang Hongxuan did not answer and was about to search for it.
Two figures appeared on the rooftop ahead, both clad in black robes and bearing hideous, demonic masks.
One of them stood atop the roof tiles, coldly looking down at the crowd. The other crouched down, glaring fiercely at Fang Hongxuan.
Following the direction pointed out by the standing man, Fang Hongxuan saw He Nianwei, whose eyes were lifeless and whose face was expressionless.
"Don't waste your energy, she's right here. If you're capable, come and rescue her."
Fang Hongxuan remained silent, but showed no intention of taking any action.
A maniacal laugh erupted from beneath the mask of the leaning man, who pointed at Fang Hongxuan: "You don't even dare to save anyone... Heh heh heh..."
"The Heart-Eating Demon sends its greetings..."
Fang Hongxuan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart sank.
He naturally knew the weight of those three words. It could be said that the key to unraveling the mystery of time travel lay with this infamous Heart-Eating Demon.
Previously, it was thought that the Heart Eater was just a lone demon, but now it seems that the Heart Eater not only controls an unknown organization, but also has a deeper secret.
Black mist surged, engulfing the three people on the rooftop.
Before the four could make a move, they vanished into thin air along with the mist before everyone's eyes.
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"Fortunately, although I don't know how this kid killed the corpse-digging dog, I can confirm from his aura that he was seriously injured."
The two were none other than Steward Liu Shende and bandit leader Ban Yinuo.
Just after they witnessed the entire Liu family become a battlefield, they all saw the earth-shattering Purple Heaven Divine Lightning and the mountain range that was broken in two.
In order to confirm the actual situation, the two risked showing themselves to confirm.
After all, if Fang Hongxuan truly possessed such strength, then they wouldn't be able to escape either. If not, then they had nothing to worry about.
"Report it and see how to deal with this kid," Ban Yinuo suggested, a view shared by Liu Shende.
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"This house must be burned down."
Fang Hongxuan did not mention the search for the person again, but said the following.
The three, master and disciples, were not novice; they knew how potent the corpse poison was, and thus they all agreed.
The acrid smell mingled with thick smoke that shot straight into the sky.
The surrounding people gasped in surprise and gathered around.
"The Liu family's house is on fire!"
Although some people in the crowd shouted for help to put out the fire, no one responded.
The once-powerful Liu family was destroyed in the fire, never again having the chance to rise again.
Flames roared and thick smoke swept across the courtyard.
The fire burned for a full day and night; had it not been for the torrential rain, the surrounding buildings would likely have also been destroyed.
The clouds were billowing and the crimson clouds enveloped the setting sun over the Yanbian mountains.
roadside
The black horse neighed and puffed. In front of the horse, Fang Hongxuan held the reins in one hand and the scabbard in the other, bowing slightly.
As for why there is another horizontal sword?
However, it was bought ready-made from the blacksmith's shop.
"After a thousand days of seeing you off, we must part ways. The road ahead is long, I wish you all safety and well-being." Fang Hongxuan nodded slightly to the three of them.
The old Taoist stroked his beard, revealing his amiable nature.
"The road ahead forks in two. Let us part ways here."
Fang Hongxuan bowed again, then mounted his horse, reined in his horse, turned to the right, and cracked his whip. The horse's hooves kicked up dust, which scattered in all directions.
Li Shouxin watched Fang Hongxuan leave, his thoughts swirling, but no one knew what he was thinking.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and find a place to stay before nightfall!"
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