"Yes, this is the book... But wasn't it burned in the fire?"

Feng Biao looked astonished, and then he understood that although the fire was real, the things burned were probably illusions.

Straight thief, these people who play illusions are all old bastards!

Qin Shaoyou flipped through it, and sure enough, in this "Wu Jing Zong Yao", he saw some content that did not match the context.

When you ask, these are the secret language comparison tables.

They have a special way of viewing them. If someone who doesn't understand them, even if they see them, they won't understand the reason, and they will only think that there is a mistake in the printing bookstore.

After asking Feng Biao about the checking method, Qin Shaoyou threw the "Martial Classics" to Zhu Xiucai, and asked him to study the secret language comparison table above.

He continued to interrogate Feng Biao: "Before you came to Shuanggui Military Village, what else did you do for that noble man?"

"I didn't do anything, just stared here..."

When Feng Biao said this, his eyes dodged a little. Although he was not lying, he was hiding something.

Qin Shaoyou saw it at a glance, but he didn't rush to point it out, but asked: "Staring here? Staring at Shuanggui Village?"

"That's right."

"Why?"

"I also want to know why, but the nobleman refuses to tell me."

Qin Shaoyou sneered: "You're not telling the truth again, are you? Sister Wen, Junior Sister Su..."

He just started talking, and Feng Biao hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I remembered that the nobleman once mentioned something, saying that the Dragon King Temple in Shuanggui Village is weird, and my residence is nearby. I am watching, if there is any news, I will report to him as soon as possible."

Su Tingyu frowned slightly, always feeling that Qin Shaoyou's words just now meant to close the door and let the dogs go...

Qin Shaoyou didn't think about it, he was thinking about what Feng Biao said just now.

It seems that the king of Shu had known for a long time that his son had become a zombie, and arranged for people to monitor him left and right.

No, I'm afraid it's more than surveillance.

Qin Shaoyou frowned, and said coldly: "Just staring? I'm afraid not."

Feng Biao shuddered, not daring to hide any more, and hurriedly said: "If someone comes to investigate the Dragon King Temple, they must be stopped..."

"How to stop it?" Qin Shaoyou asked.

"It's just... setting up an ambush to kill him." Feng Biao said cautiously.

Qin Shaoyou remembered one thing. When he first arrived at the Yaosi Town in Mianyuan County, he checked the list of retained personnel.

Among them, two night watchmen were originally retained after passing the review, but they disappeared more than a month ago.

At that time, when he saw the news, he only thought that the two night watchmen were sacrificed by ghosts while they were out.

It now appears that the two night watchmen probably discovered something wrong with the Dragon King Temple in Shuanggui Village, and after conducting an investigation, Feng Biao discovered and killed them.

Because before they disappeared, the last place they appeared was Qiligang, which was not far from Feng Biao's previous residence.

Maybe it was the two night watchmen who found out that the Dragon King Temple enshrined no real gods but ghosts, and felt that there was a shortage of major generals in the Mianyuan County Town Demon Division at that time, and it was not enough to destroy the Dragon King Temple and eradicate the ghosts, so they thought about coming Ask Feng Biao for help.

As a result, the reinforcements were not expected, but they lost their lives.

Thinking of this, Qin Shaoyou glared and asked, "A month ago, did you kill two night watchmen?!"

This drink not only used a clever tongue, but was also full of blood, which exploded in Feng Biao's ears like thunder.

Feng Biao was so frightened that he shuddered, and immediately begged for mercy: "I have no other choice. The nobleman has an order, and I can only execute it. Otherwise, not only will I die, but my family will also die."

"Where are the bodies of the two night watchmen?"

"Sent to the Dragon King Temple..."

Qin Shaoyou understood.

Among the walking corpses in the underground cave, there might be the two night watchmen who died.

He snorted coldly. Although he was extremely angry, he held back for the time being. Instead of dealing with Feng Biao immediately, he took advantage of his confusion and continued to ask, "What did you find when you monitored the Dragon King Temple here?"

Feng Biao replied: "I found out that there is a monster enshrined in the Dragon King Temple. The drought that swept across the entire Mianyuan County and was about to spread was caused by that monster. Live sacrifice."

"After you told these things to the nobleman, how did he react?"

Feng Biao hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't bear Qin Shaoyou's clever tongue and threats, and said in a trembling voice: "He asked me to keep it secret, asked me to control the news from spreading, and asked me to cooperate with the needs of the monsters in the Dragon King Temple. ..."

"How to cooperate?"

"It's just... collecting refugees, arresting bandits, and sending them to the Dragon King Temple."

Qin Shaoyou thought of the large number of corpses he had seen in the nine-story underground palace before.

Some of those corpses may be the martyrs of the prince of Shu.

The other part is most likely to be captured by this Feng Biao, Lu Qian and other noble confidants, and given to the corpse king to enjoy.

Feng Biao said that the people he captured were all refugees and bandits, but Qin Shaoyou didn't believe it.

There must be many innocent people and passing business travelers inside.

Feng Biao can definitely do such a thing as killing a good person and taking credit for it!

Qin Shaoyou then asked some more questions.

But Feng Biao didn't know much.

After all, he doesn't even know who the nobleman is, so how much information can he get?

However, Feng Biao still told Qin Shaoyou one thing: the abnormality in the Dragon King Temple in Shuanggui Village began a year ago.

At that time, a huge convoy came to Shuanggui Village, claiming to be a consignment team of a large caravan.

As a result, the caravan disappeared overnight.

The people from Shuanggui Village even went to report the case to the Demon Division of Mianyuan County, but they were told that the caravan did not encounter a demon, but was the Dragon Lord's subordinates, who were there to give gifts to the Dragon Lord.

After Qin Shaoyou heard the news, he thought in his heart:

"One year ago? Maybe you can tell Lord Qianhu the news and ask him to send someone to investigate what happened to the Shu Palace a year ago...Of course, Lord Qianhu may have already started to investigate.

And a year ago, the town demon priest in Mianyuan County was being controlled by the Black Lotus Sect. From their attitude of helping to cover up, it can be seen that they probably know the truth of some things, and they are very likely to have colluded with the King of Shu. "

"This is also in line with the teachings of the Black Lotus Sect... As long as it can make this world more chaotic and more people die, they will help the place."

While Qin Shaoyou was thinking about these situations~lightnovelpub.net~Feng Biao was begging for mercy.

"Everyone, I have confessed everything I know. Can you let me live? I promise, after leaving the Shuanggui Army Village, I will go back to my hometown to hide my name and keep secrets. I will never disclose these things. , revealed the slightest bit."

Qin Shaoyou looked at Feng Biao and sneered, "I can spare you..."

Hearing this, Feng Biao's face immediately revealed a look of excitement.

But he soon knew that he was too happy.

Qin Shaoyou changed the subject and said coldly: "But the night watchman who was killed by you can't spare you; the innocent people who were captured by you and given to the corpse king to eat as blood food, and eventually turned into walking corpses, can't forgive you either." Forgive you; and the laws of my Great Xia Dynasty cannot forgive you!"

The evil-killing knife 'Canglang' was out of its sheath, and the blade was flickering with cold light, as if eager to cut off Feng Biao's head and drink his blood.

Feng Biao was terrified, he screamed: "No...you can't kill me, I'm also a hundred households, you don't have the right to kill me..."

"As a local garrison, you not only connive at demons and ghosts to harm people, but also help evil spirits, kill the night watchmen of our town's demon division, spy on important military information of our town's demon division, and try to attack and kill our town's demon division officials... All of the above, according to "Great Xia Law, it is a serious crime of beheading! As for my demon master, the imperial power licenses to kill first and then play, how can I not kill you?!"

"If you want to kill me, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go—"

"Then you won't have the chance to be a ghost!"

As soon as the words fell, the Xie Xie Knife brought out a blade of light.

"Shua!"

Feng Biao's head was cut off neatly by the sharp knife light.

Amidst the **** flowers soaring into the sky, this dead head fell to the ground and rolled to the side with a grunt.

And Feng Biao's soul flew away in this sharp knife light.