Chapter 337: All the People in the City Are Not as Good as Tong Tianyou?

"Boy, what do you want from our Demon Suppression Division?"

Yang Guang looked at the young yamen runner and asked casually.

"Several officials have come from the south, and the county magistrate wants to invite you to meet and discuss important matters." The young yamen runner quickly answered.

"Let's wait for Master Tong before we go to see the county magistrate." Qi Yuan said casually.

Investigating the cause of Tong Youwei's death and finding Tong Tianyou also require some clues from the county magistrate.

The young yamen runner showed a joyful expression on his face: "I'll wait for you here."

Finally, the people from the Demon Suppression Division were invited, and the young yamen runner was very excited.

According to what the county magistrate said, the Demon Suppression Division is the most powerful in Fengyuan, specializing in killing demons and beheading demons, and it may be able to lift the siege of Zhenyang.

Zhenyang has become an isolated city for three years.

The people of Zhenyang have suffered from demons for a long time.

Led by the steward, a group of people went deep into the Tong Mansion.

The deeper he went, the more he could see guards patrolling with strong bodies and strong blood.

They wore soft armor, fine swords hung from their waists, and were well-equipped.

"The guards of your Tong family are quite strict. How could a monster invade and kill Tong Youwei without knowing it?" Yang Guang couldn't help but ask.

In just a short while, he saw no less than fifty private soldiers patrolling.

The Tong Mansion is more like a large manor than a courtyard, and it even has a martial arts arena.

The steward lowered his head and said, "I don't know about this matter. There are rumors... that there is a thief in our Tong Mansion.

At that time, after the death of Young Master Youwei, the master was furious and cleared out the servants. Those who were suspected were all beaten to death!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but say, "This game is still too rigid. We should give a task to let us find out the cause of death of those who were beaten to death, so that there will be a reversal."

An Qiao quickly echoed: "The master's life is life, but the servant's is not?"

Yang Guang smiled, but exclaimed: "No wonder everyone wants to be a family. There are soldiers, food, land, and everything. This Tong family is like a small royal family."

The three of them communicated by voice transmission.

Otherwise, if the steward heard it, he would think that the court came to suppress the Tong Mansion and accuse them of treason.

Maybe, if you want to get out of the Tong Mansion, you have to fight a big battle.

As a local family, there are nearly a thousand family soldiers and hundreds of armored soldiers in the Tong Mansion.

These forces should not be underestimated.

After about a quarter of an hour, the crowd went around and finally arrived at the residence of the master of the Tong family.

Outside the courtyard, many maids stood, all with gloomy expressions.

They seemed to be worried about the young master being abducted by the demons.

The steward couldn't help but cry out: "Our ancestors have worked in the Tong family for generations. If the young master can't come back and the Tong family is disbanded, where should we go?"

His sadness was not false.

After all, being a servant in a family like the Tong Mansion is much better than being a mud-legged, and it is decent.

"Let's go and see your master." Qi Yuan said.

After about a few dozen breaths, in the ancient house.

Qi Yuan and others entered one after another and looked at the master of the Tong family leaning on the bed.

The master Tong was only sixty years old, old and weak, and his breathing was weak.

A woman with white hair sat on the edge of the bed, crying.

The woman was only in her forties, with well-maintained skin, but also full of white hair.

This woman was the old lady Tong who went to Wangshan Temple to kowtow and ask for medicine.

Seeing the visitor, Old Master Tong opened his cloudy eyes: "My lords, you must bring my grandson back.

If you bring him back... there will be a big reward."

Old Master Tong waved his hand.

The steward gave orders, and after about a few dozen breaths, several burly soldiers carried wooden boxes into the room.

The wooden box was opened, and inside was a lot of silver and some jewelry.

An Qiao was moved when she saw this scene.

If she hadn't entered the underworld, she might have been moved to see these, but now she was calm.

However, this financial strength plus private soldiers have already demonstrated the powerful power of the Tong family.

With such a powerful force, the eldest master was killed for no reason and the young master was kidnapped.

It seems that there is a lot of water behind it.

Yang Guang looked at Master Tong and asked softly, "Master Tong, we will go find Tong Tianyou. Now we want to know... the cause of Tong Youwei's death."

The white-haired woman's hands froze, as if she heard her son's name, and tears fell like rain: "My poor son who was pregnant for ten months... it was because I didn't protect you well."

Master Tong also showed a sad look in his eyes.

"Youwei... should have died... in the hands of the flower demon Manluo!" Hatred flashed in Master Tong's eyes.

Yang Guang's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, the important information came.

Qi Yuan stood quietly aside, with a playful look.

His nose did not grow longer, which means that Master Tong was right. Tong Youwei did die in the hands of the flower demon Manluo.

"My poor grandson was also kidnapped by the flower demon Manluo!" If hatred in the eyes can kill people, it is estimated that the flower demon Manluo has been killed by Master Tong's eyes.

Well, the nose did not grow longer, the truth.

This task...is it so simple?

Just ask an NPC and you will know the result?

"What grudge does the flower demon Manluo have with the Tong family?" Yang Guang continued to ask.

Investigate the truth and also find out the murderer's motive for killing.

Master Tong's face changed slightly when he heard this.

Mrs. Tong's tears, which had stopped, flowed again at this moment.

Master Tong's voice also became hoarse and sad.

"In my life, I have obeyed Youwei in everything. I agreed to everything he said, just for fear of violating his wishes.

He wanted the courtesan, I gave it to him; he wanted the blood of a unicorn, I sent people to Shu Yao Mountain to hunt it.

But he... wanted to marry a monster into my Tong family.

This was also the first time I lost my temper with him. Our human race and the monster race are incompatible. If you want to marry a monster into the family, no way! "

"So, this flower demon Manluo is the one Tong Youwei loves?" An Qiao asked.

Many thoughts flashed through An Qiao's mind.

Based on her many years of watching TV, the master of the Tong family broke up the couple, and the flower demon Manluo held a grudge.

She blamed Tong Youwei for changing his heart, so she dug out Tong Youwei's heart and robbed Tong Youwei's son.

Things were straightened out all of a sudden, and it seemed very simple.

"Yes, I didn't want her to enter my family at first, and Youwei still resented me, but later... Youwei still understood our difficulties.

He and Yunniang treated each other with respect, and after Yunniang left, he never remarried. "Mrs. Tong said, her eyes full of nostalgia for the past, "I really hope that Manluo dug out my heart, not Youwei's heart, my poor son."

Mrs. Tong was a little excited.

Qi Yuan listened to this, and his nose did not grow longer.

This means that what Mrs. Tong and Mr. Tong said now is the truth.

Tong Youwei was indeed killed by the flower demon Manluo.

"Ahem..." At this moment, Mr. Tong coughed and coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

Mrs. Tong hurried to serve.

Yang Guang and others also understood that it was not appropriate to stay here now.

"Mr. Tong, you should take a good rest first, and we will find Tong Tianyou." Yang Guang said, and left with Qi Yuan and others.

"What do you think?" At this time, Yang Guang sent a voice message.

"If what they said is true, Tong Youwei's death is very simple.

We just need to find the flower demon Manluo, and everything will be clear." An Qiao responded.

"Okay, then we will go to see the county lord.

It seems that the difficulty of this mission is not the death of Tong Youwei, but finding Tong Tianyou.

There are 3,000 demon soldiers in this Shu Demon Mountain. It seems that it will be a tough battle! "Yang Guang was full of fighting spirit.

Compared with investigating the truth, he preferred to fight head-on.

...

There were black bloodstains on the mottled wall, and there were many knife marks on the brick wall.

The county lieutenant was dressed in armor, with a burly figure, sunken eyes, and bright eyes, but his expression was not good at this time.

"Humph, Zhenyang was besieged for three years, and so many letters were sent to the court, but no one asked.

A child of the Tong family disappeared, and the court actually sent the Demon Suppression Division to investigate.

Hehe... Are the people in the city worse than Tong Tianyou? "

The county lieutenant was particularly dissatisfied, and he hated the aristocratic families even more.

He was born as a refugee leader, and once raised an army to resist the demon tribe.

However, he was outnumbered and eventually failed. He entered Zhenyang City and became a county lieutenant, in charge of the military affairs of the county.

The county magistrate was a little old man, and he always had a kind smile on his face: "Old Li, you may be dissatisfied, but don't show it when the angels come later."

"Humph." County lieutenant Old Li snorted coldly, looking reluctant, and then sighed, "I understand, the people in the city can't wait. "

When he was young, he led hundreds of young men in the village to kill monsters and protect their homes and villages, and he was quite successful.

At that time, the government sent people to call for peace. He had won many battles at that time, and he was proud and conceited, so he naturally did not take the government seriously.

When the government saw that the call for peace failed, they colluded with the monsters, and all his soldiers died at the hands of the monsters.

He was too ashamed to return to the village.

Otherwise, when those old and young women and children asked about their sons, husbands or fathers, he would not know how to answer.

He was angry about Shu Yaoshan.

Because the military advisor of Shu Yaoshan was a person from the government who called for peace.

"Alas, I don't know how long Zhenyang City can be defended. "The county magistrate hunched his body, as if he would feel more comfortable this way.

Just then, footsteps were heard.

The county magistrate was refreshed, and his back straightened at this moment. He hurriedly looked at the door and went to greet it.

The county lieutenant also hurried over.

"The angel has come from afar, and I have set up a banquet. Please enjoy it, angel!" The county magistrate said, with a smile on his face.

Outside were the young yamen runners, as well as Qi Yuan and others.

Qi Yuan's eyes lit up: "Eat the banquet, good, eat the banquet in advance."

Last time, he didn't eat the banquet after the game.

The county magistrate reminded him that he could eat the banquet first.

After the banquet, it would be great to kill the monster.

"Please follow me into the house, angel. "The county lord said hurriedly.

The county lieutenant was also looking at the three people from the Demon Suppression Division with a serious expression.

Obviously, he noticed that the people from the Demon Suppression Division were quite powerful.

After a few simple greetings, everyone went into the house.

In the house, there was a banquet with more than a dozen hot dishes, steaming hot. Qi Yuan and others sat casually, and the fragrance was overwhelming.

"I love banquets the most." Qi Yuan was not polite and started eating as soon as he sat down.

Most of these more than a dozen hot dishes were vegetarian, and there were only four meat dishes.

Qi Yuan ate with relish, but An Qiao and Yang Guang did not move their chopsticks.

The two of them were not interested in the ancient delicacies.

Moreover, this delicacy looked very ordinary and a little crude.

Seeing that the two did not eat, the county lord hurriedly said: "Zhenyang City has been besieged for three years, and supplies are in short supply. We can't come up with any good things to entertain. Don't blame the angels!"

"I just had a meal, I'm not hungry. "Yang Guang answered, and picked up a piece of radish with chopsticks.

But the taste of the radish was a little bland, as if there was not enough salt.

"You put too little salt." Yang Guang casually commented while touching his bald head.

The county magistrate smiled awkwardly: "Zhenyang City is under siege, the trade route is cut off, and private salt is in short supply."

"So serious?" Yang Guang was stunned, and suddenly, he thought of what he saw on the way to the county government office.

It seemed that there were no young and strong people, and all he saw were old, young, women and children.

Even the yamen runners seemed to be half-grown children.

Before the county magistrate spoke, the county lieutenant couldn't help but say: "Angel doesn't know, since the noble families moved south, we, the northerners who stayed behind, have become the food of the monsters.

There was a shortage of food and salt in the city, so we had to send people to go out of the city to buy food and salt.

Along the way, it was extremely dangerous. If you were not careful, you would fall into the hands of the monsters and become their food. Three out of ten returned, alas."

There was deep helplessness in the eyes of the county lieutenant.

Ten teams set out, and only three were able to return with salt or food.

The rest were either buried in the monster's belly or... their whereabouts were unknown.

When Yang Guang heard this, anger burst out of his eyes: "These monsters should be wiped out!"

The county lord hurriedly asked: "Angel, is there any news from the court? When will the king's army recover the north?"

The county lieutenant also looked at Yang Guang with expectation.

Being stared at like this, Yang Guang was a little embarrassed. He touched his head: "I don't know about this."

Although he was a member of the Demon Suppression Division, he was not a member of the Demon Suppression Division.

He naturally didn't know when Fengyuan would recover the north.

When the county lord got this answer, his originally straight back became hunched again, and his spirit and energy instantly dropped.

The Demon Suppression Division is the emperor's guard, and it is the most informed in the court.

These people said that it was unknown, which shows that...the court did not mention the matter of recovering the north at all.

The last hope in the county lord's heart was extinguished.

He smiled bitterly again. Now, the migration to the south is still going on, and the northern expedition is just a luxury.

"Have the officials in the court conveyed any orders?" The county lord asked again.

"No." Yang Guang continued to eat radishes.

It was really because he didn't know other wild vegetables and was afraid of getting sick from eating them.

The county lord was speechless when he heard this answer.

The court had forgotten Zhenyang City.

He was unwilling to give up and asked again: "When will the angels return from Zhenyang this time?"

"We will leave after finding Tong Tianyou." Yang Guang answered truthfully.

The county lord's face changed slightly.

The county lieutenant slammed the chopsticks on the table: "The court is concerned about the descendants of the Tong family!"

As for the people in the city, did they mention it?

The county lord quickly stood up and smiled: "I'm sorry for disturbing the three angels."

"It's okay." Yang Guang answered in a low voice.

Having completed many tasks, he naturally knew that the people in these task worlds were real people.

Not the data in the game.

Seeing the people of Fengyuan suffering, he felt bad.

At this time, the county lord said: "When you leave, can you take some... children away?"

Now, Zhenyang City has no hope.

Breaking through is impossible.

Only a small elite team like the Demon Suppression Division can be safe.

The county lord wanted to rely on these nearly 20 members of the Demon Suppression Division to bring some fire out.

Although, maybe only a dozen people can be brought.

But if one person can survive... isn't it also alive?

In today's Zhenyang City, young and middle-aged people have suffered heavy casualties.

The proportion of young and middle-aged people guarding the city wall is only one-third.

The remaining two-thirds, half are white-haired soldiers and half are child soldiers.

When Yang Guang heard this, he showed a shameful look on his face: "This matter... we can't do it, sorry."

They completed their mission and left this world directly and returned to the base.

They couldn't bring people back.

When the county lord heard this, his body stiffened, and the iconic smile on his face disappeared.

The county lieutenant picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dishes, and ate slowly, saying while eating: "Angel has important military affairs to do, how can we delay?"

The voice of the county lieutenant Lao Li was quite yin and yang.

He was very dissatisfied with the court.

Yang Guang became more and more embarrassed and speechless.

The atmosphere on the field became awkward.

Everyone was eating the banquet, without the cordiality and familiarity just now.

The county lord hunched his back and did not speak again, as if whoever spoke would be embarrassed.

About a hundred breaths of time passed, and Qi Yuan put down his chopsticks.

"Okay, the banquet is over, and we should kill some monsters!" Qi Yuan clapped his hands and stood up.

The banquet was over, if we don't kill monsters, wouldn't it be a waste of food.

"Angel... want to kill monsters?" The county lord was slightly stunned.

Didn't these members of the Demon Suppression Division come with the mission of saving Tong Tianyou?

Why would they kill monsters?

"Well, I have been in love with the monsters on Shu Yao Mountain for a long time, and I am going to hunt monsters.

By the way, do you have a map of Shu Yao Mountain, as well as their military distribution and strength?" Qi Yuan was a hand-over party again.

"Could it be that the Demon Suppression Division wants to take action against Shu Yao Mountain?" The county lord's eyes lit up.

"No, I want to take action against the monsters on Shu Yao Mountain." Qi Yuan said softly.

Yang Guang added: "Brother Qi wants to hunt some monsters and extract their blood to improve their strength."

Hearing this, the county lord's hope disappeared again.

To extract the blood of monsters to improve their strength, the number of monsters to be hunted must be small.

It seems that the court really has no intention of managing Zhenyang City.

However, no matter what, the angels go to hunt monsters, and killing one is a good thing for Zhenyang City.

The county lord is willing to help.

"Come here, bring up the map of Shu Yao Mountain!"

Not long after, the overly young yamen runner handed the map to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan took the map: "Thank you, as a reward, well, after killing the monster, the body will be given to you as food.

Do you want to send some people to move the monster body with me?"

"But, Huo Mushi, haven't you always wanted to go to Shu Monster Mountain to take a look?

This time I have the opportunity to take a few people and follow these angels." The county lieutenant spoke, his voice rolling.

The young man named Huo Mushi's eyes lit up, and he immediately clasped his fists: "Thank you angels."

This Huo Mushi was the yamen runner I met in Tong Mansion before. Judging from his age, he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and could be regarded as a child soldier.

"Your name is Huo Mushi?" Qi Yuan was surprised, with a strange look in his eyes.

Huo Mushi was slightly stunned: "My lord, I have heard of you."

"I have heard of Huo Mushi with the same name, but he... is a great general." Qi Yuan recalled that some time ago, he and Ning Tao pretended to be students in class and learned a piece of history.

In history, there was a famous general Huo Mushi.

The experience of this famous general is quite peculiar. When he was young, he was taught military tactics and martial arts by a god in his dream.

This Huo Mushi became the leader of refugees. When he was at the peak of his power, he had more than 100,000 elite soldiers under his command.

This man ended a chaotic era.

According to his achievements, he is comparable to Guo Ziyi of the Tang Dynasty on Blue Star.

But Qi Yuan didn't think much about it.

It's normal for games to refer to reality.

Maybe the prototype of this Huo Mushi is Huo Mushi in reality.

"Call people over, let's go and hunt monsters!" Qi Yuan said.

After eating and drinking, he has a strong desire to kill some white moonlight.

"Okay!" Huo Mushi straightened his back quickly, looking happy.

At this time, Qi Yuan asked: "Does the county master know where the flower demon Manluo is now?"

"I have heard a little about this demon. It is said that the chaos in Tong Mansion was caused by the flower demon Manluo.

This demon should be in Shu Yao Mountain. As for the specific location, I don't know.

If the angel is in a hurry to find this demon, he can go to Wangshan Temple to see its abbot.

Before this demon transformed, he lived in Wangshan Temple and had a close relationship with the abbot. He may know."

"Oh, Wangshan Temple?" Qi Yuan opened the map and saw Wangshan Temple at once.

He was puzzled: "Wangshan Temple is in Shu Yao Mountain, why...does the demon clan still keep this temple?"

"Humph, because the military advisor of Shu Yao Mountain is the disciple of the abbot of Wangshan Temple!" The county lieutenant mentioned this with a bad tone.

He has a blood feud with the military advisor of Shu Yao Mountain.

"This setting is a bit complicated. It seems that the abbot of Wangshan Temple...is also a key task person." Qi Yuan said casually.

Based on his many years of experience in playing games, there must be something wrong with the abbot of Wangshan Temple.

Yang Guang nodded, agreeing with Qi Yuan's words.

The county lord and county lieutenant next to him were confused and did not understand Qi Yuan's words.

"Let's go to Wangshan Temple first, and then go to kill the monster." Qi Yuan stood up.

Yang Guang, as a temporary bodyguard, hurried to follow.

An Qiao also did.

Soon, only the county lord and county lieutenant were left in the room.

"Hurry up and pack up these delicacies... Reward the soldiers on the city wall. They probably haven't had meat in their mouths for some time." The county lord hunched over, looking at the hot food on the table, with a hint of aftertaste in his eyes.

His food hadn't been so good for a long time, and he was still benefiting from the Demon Suppression Division, so he prepared a little more abundantly.

"These people from the Demon Suppression Division... should have taken the Tong family away.

Can the Tong family's food... and livestock... be left to us?" The county lieutenant pinched his beard, with an inexplicable expression.

Once the Tong family was taken away by the people from the Demon Suppression Division, the power in the city would decline.

Zhenyang City... really has no hope.

"Alas." The county magistrate sighed, "The noble families are good."

When Zhenyang City is in danger, the county magistrate often goes to the Tong family manor for help.

Unfortunately, Master Tong doesn't care about defending Zhenyang City at all.

He doesn't send troops or food.

He, the county magistrate, can't do anything about Master Tong.

First, Master Tong is from a noble family, with thousands of private soldiers and a fortress built inside. In terms of strength, he is stronger than Zhenyang City.

Second, Master Tong is also an official, and he is also a filial family. Fengyuan governs the world with filial piety, and being a filial family is a great honor, which can be regarded as a golden medal of immunity from death.

Third, Master Tong has connections in the court. If he offends him, he, the county magistrate, may lose his legitimacy.

The county magistrate doesn't care about the last two points.

But he can't ignore the first point.

He is jealous of the Tong family's private soldiers. If they help to guard... Zhenyang City will have a much better life.

Unfortunately...