Chapter 19: A rare peace, the flying head appears The highest officials in each county of the Great Zhou Dynasty were only a city lieutenant and a secretary. Si Bo was in charge of civil affairs and city management, and was the second in command, but his actual power was much smaller than that of the City Captain. Therefore, Tian Youji is the ruler of Linyuan City. Chu Ge was considered a wealthy man in Linyuan City, so naturally he had some interactions with the city lieutenant Tian Youji. Even my father had a very good relationship with Tian Youji. Therefore, facing Chu Ge's questions, Tian Youji did not intend to hide anything and told him some of the situations truthfully, even telling him the news that the master from the Evil Suppression Department had arrived. "It turns out that the messenger has been seriously injured, and now the Lord from the Evil Suppression Department is chasing him." Chu Ge nodded slightly, with a relieved smile on his face, "It seems that the messenger of the Tiandi Xianghuo Sect will no longer have the opportunity to stir up trouble." "Don't worry, nephew. After this, the stronghold of the Tiandi Xianghuo Sect will no longer exist, and the business environment in Linyuan City will soon return to normal." Tian Youji patted his chest, and then said, "However, similar incidents have occurred in many small cities in the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Not only is the Tiandi Xianghuo Sect causing chaos, but there are also villains from the Yellow Turban Sect and the Black Water Army. Therefore, my dear nephew, although you are a businessman, you'd better not relax your martial arts practice. In this world, only those who have boxing can make money! " "Thank you, Lord Tian, ​​for your advice!" Chu Ge immediately clasped his fists in thanks. "The world is really starting to get chaotic. We really need to have strength to rely on." Hu Xuezhi shook his head with emotion, looked at Chu Ge and said with relief, "Chu Ge, you have talent and some family background, but you should be more cautious in everything, practice diligently, and only show seven points of your strength in front of others. Don't be arrogant. You may have a bright future!" There were some things he was reluctant to say, for fear of scaring his disciples. There were many geniuses in the past who were extremely ostentatious, but were eventually captured by the magical sects and sacrificed to their magic weapons, and ended up in a miserable way. Upon hearing this, Chu Ge looked calm and accepting, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. He now has the strength of the fourth level of Blood Transfusion, but what is revealed on the surface is that he is only about to break through the Bone Refining Level. In fact, this is exactly what Hu Xuezhi said. The group didn't chat for long. Tian Youji and the others were all injured to varying degrees, and they also had their own affairs to deal with, so they soon separated. Chu Ge informed Wang family's steward Zhang of the many messages that officer Xiao Qin had reminded him of, then turned and left. Wang Xiuyun has been rescued by him and is safe now. Maybe it will come back on its own soon. Therefore, although the Wang family is in chaos for the time being, it will soon stabilize with the return of Wang Xiuyun. Chu Ge saw from the situation of the confrontation between the two sides that although Tian Youji had the upper hand in intelligence, the enemy's strength was beyond his expectations, which resulted in the inability to smoothly control the overall situation, and many casualties occurred. However, although he failed to beat the drowning dog this time, he did hunt a few puppies. Now there are several dead people lying in the Longzhong, so it can not be said that he has gained nothing. Moreover, that iron-clad foreign envoy was seriously injured and would probably die soon at the hands of Lord Lin of the Evil Suppression Bureau. He probably wouldn't have the chance to keep an eye on the many wealthy families in the city anymore, so he, as a wealthy family, was also safe. Thinking of this, Chu Ge was in a good mood. He touched the thousands of taels of silver notes he had searched from Ding Ying and others in his arms, and felt that this trip was worthwhile and he had made a fortune in silence. "I wonder when Lord Lin from the Suppression of Evils Division will return. Perhaps I can get to know him better and try to join the Suppression of Evils Division when I have the chance in the future." On the way back, Chu Ge was thinking in his mind. Although the Great Zhou is now in decline, it is still bigger than a horse. The Evil Suppression Bureau it founded has gathered countless masters and magical skills, weapons, and resources.

The most important thing is that the Evil Suppression Division is different from sects or families, and its control over individuals is minimal. If you have merits, you can obtain magical powers and resources. Therefore, Chu Ge actually always felt that compared to the sect and the family, perhaps going to the Evil Suppression Division in the future would be a better way out. at the same time. Outside Linyuan City, in a canyon that looks like a bird's wing. The sky was like a narrow piece of lead plate, covering the top of the two walls, making it a stunning and dazzling line of sky. A man wearing an iron mask leaped quickly through the canyon, running away in a panic, coughing up blood from his mouth from time to time. As high-spirited as he was when he attacked Linyuan City an hour ago, he looked so miserable now. Suddenly, realizing that the murderous intent behind him was attacking him again, his face turned grim. He immediately leaped to the side, his body shot forward like an arrow, and in an instant he crossed a distance of several feet. The scenery on both sides of the mountain walls quickly retreated. However, the murderous aura was like a leech attached to his bones, following him like a shadow. As long as he made the slightest movement, he would be struck by thunder. This feeling was so unbearable that he almost wanted to vomit blood. He had no choice but to rush forward again the moment he landed. He instantly ran into a mountain path covered by vines in the canyon ahead and crossed more than ten feet. However, at this point, he had almost reached the limit of his physical strength that he could exert in one breath. The iron-masked man realized that something was wrong. If this continued, even if the person behind him didn't attack, he would be completely exhausted. He roared wildly, his blood boiling and his face turned red as a tomato. He suddenly turned around and slashed fiercely with a knife. As he swung the knife, his eyes shot out with unprecedented strange light, and blood vessels appeared all over his body. He was willing to pay a greater price to stimulate the blood and essence in his body to display his special powers. hum! —— The long sword flashed with a strange light, and a trace of strange power was attached to the spiral blade. However, the next moment, a long spear suddenly came stabbing like a lightning bolt, and there was a wisp of strange power lingering on the tip of the spear, forming crackling arcs of electricity. "The Evil Suppression Division's Lightning Gun!?" The iron-faced man suddenly widened his eyes and was frightened. With a loud "clang", the shot hit the blade accurately, creating a fierce spark and energy that spread in all directions. The iron-plate man only felt a sharp pain in his palm, and the long sword fell out of his hand. The next moment, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Moreover, he was hit by the indestructible force of the spear and his body flew out like a rag bag. With a "bang", the iron-faced man fell heavily into a hidden passage in the mountain road behind. Dust and stone chips immediately scattered everywhere and fell to the ground. Tap——— A pair of heavy black boots fell to the ground, and there seemed to be an invisible energy spreading all over the body, causing the diffused dust to disperse again. A middle-aged man in a black suit with golden sparrow and silver tiger patterns stood with a gun in his hand, glaring at the iron plate messenger in the dark passage who seemed to be doomed, and snorted coldly. "You evil villain! You deserve to die! You tried your best to escape here. It seems that there is an accomplice here that you can rely on? Let him come out."

"You're going to regret this." The Iron Plate Messenger sneered at the middle-aged man, blood gushing out of his chest. Suddenly, he roared with all his might towards the depths of the secret passage. "Lord Cang" The middle-aged man frowned, realizing something was wrong from the Iron Plate Messenger's expression, and quickly stepped forward and killed him with a single shot. The environment in the secret passage was dark and damp, the black stone walls were stained and covered with dead moss, but no one came out. The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then suddenly disassembled his spear into two short guns. Relying on his skills and courage, he slowly entered the secret passage. After walking for a while, they arrived at an empty cave. He stopped suddenly and stared at the scene in the hole in front of him with a grim expression. But there were three small wooden coffins in the pit. There were three creepy heads in the coffin, which looked like rotten grapefruits and had disheveled hair. There was an oil lamp burning in front of each head, which was buried in the soil and could still burn. A fragrance that made people's hair stand on end emanated from the burning oil in the oil lamp. "Corpse chaser? Flying head zombie?!" The middle-aged man's pupils contracted and he unconsciously took a step back. Suddenly he felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if something terrible was breathing on him, and a pair of vicious eyes were staring at him. "die!--" He shouted wildly and suddenly swung the pistol in his hand across his chest. crackling—— A thunder-like arc of electricity instantly lit up the surroundings. A ferocious big head with disheveled hair and full of evil intent appeared behind him and easily flew up to avoid his powerful shot. Suddenly, a slippery, intestine-like thing wrapped around my head came at me like a whip. “Bang! —” After just a few blows, the pistol in the middle-aged man's hand was knocked away, and he was hit in the body, spitting blood and falling out. "Golden Sparrow Tiger Guard of the Evil Suppression Division, you shouldn't have come to die. I didn't want to start a massacre so early." In the darkness, a cold voice was heard, accompanied by the sound of a life-threatening bell, and immediately the evil flying head zombie pounced out again. (End of this chapter)