Chapter 341 Yang Sixuan

Actually, this mountain is Shang Xiangyu's place.

Shang Xiangyu resigned from the sect, saying that he was going to travel for half a year, but he didn't say he wouldn't come back.

Yang Yi came here this time to investigate Pan Yong's case. He didn't need to do so and turn Shang Xiangyu's place upside down.

But Yang Yi wanted to use Pan Yong's case to thoroughly investigate this place.

Shang Xiangyu's two strange furnace explosions before, and two registered disciples disappeared in this mountain in the past two or three years. He has always been worried about Shang Xiangyu.

He can vaguely feel that there may be a lot of stories behind the frequent deaths of registered disciples here and Shang Xiangyu's travel.

In the past, Shang Xiangyu was here, and he couldn't make such a big fuss.

Now, Shang Xiangyu is not here, and he has a ready-made excuse, so he will take the opportunity to resolve his doubts.

After searching the dense forest, in the bleak night, Yang Yi led his men back to the cliff.

Duan Rong was deep in the cave, sitting cross-legged and gathering his Qi. He heard the chaotic footsteps outside the cave, but he was only concentrating on refining the medicinal power in his meridians, ignoring the noise outside.

He knew very well that he had handled it very cleanly, and there was no trace that could track him.

When Yang Yi passed by the entrance of Duan Rong's cave, he did not stop, but walked past quickly, along the cliff, and walked straight to the entrance of Pan Yong's cave.

At the entrance of Pan Yong's cave, there was a man holding a knife and guarding there, and the man's other hand was holding a burning torch.

Yang Yi walked in with the torch.

His men had already checked Pan Yong's cave.

Duan Rong had cleaned up Pan Yong's cave before. Not only did he clean up the bloodstains, he even made Pan Yong's bed and tidied it up.

Because the hammock was stained with blood, Duan Rong took it down, rinsed it in the mountain spring, and hung it up again in the cave after it dried.

Yang Yi's eyes flashed coldly as he scanned the cave. His eyes paused for a moment on the bronze mirror on the stone table and the hammock beside him.

After that, Yang Yi suddenly drew out the long knife from his waist. He turned the knife over and knocked on the surrounding walls with the back and tip of the knife to see if there was any secret compartment in the cave.

Yang Yi checked again and found no problems, so he left quickly.

Yang Yi not only checked Pan Yong's cave, but also the caves where Chen Hu, Yin Cong, and Tang Zhu lived during their lifetime. He even did not let go of the abandoned caves that had been uninhabited for many years.

After a thorough investigation, Yang Yi finally came to Shang Xiangyu's stone chamber.

Outside Shang Xiangyu's stone chamber, two people were guarding with swords.

Yang Yi glanced at the two men, then walked into the cave with a torch.

Shang Xiangyu's stone chamber had been checked by his men.

The cabinet in the corner was opened, and the broken copper lock was thrown on the ground.

The cabinet was full of bottles and jars, and these people did not dare to move them. They could not tell which ones were poisons and which ones were medicines.

Yang Yi walked around the stone chamber with a torch, and then he did the same thing, pulling out a long knife and tapping the wall and the ground.

He knocked on the wall and gradually stood beside the stone bed.

Yang Yi suddenly held the knife and knocked on the side of the stone bed.

The sound was obviously hollow. Yang Yi's eyes jumped, and he knocked on the back of the knife at that position again, and the sound was still hollow and dull.

Yang Yi immediately became interested. He walked around the side of the stone bed with the back of the knife. He was sure that the stone bed was hollow.

Yang Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at the people following him with cold eyes, and shouted coldly: "Who led the investigation of Shang Xiangyu's stone chamber?"

When Yang Yi kept knocking on the stone bed, there was a fair-skinned young man in the crowd, his face was pale and sweating.

At this time, seeing Yang Yi's question, he walked out of the crowd and clasped his fists and said: "Yangtou, it's me."

Yang Yi looked at the young man, the veins on his forehead were faintly beating, he suddenly slapped the young man in the face and cursed: "I usually teach you in vain, such an important place, I give it to you to investigate. What did you check for me?"

The young man fell to the ground after being slapped by Yang Yi, and his face was actually slapped by Yang Yi, and a large piece of his face was broken, bloody and blurred.

The young man immediately stood up from the ground and clasped his fists and said, "Boss Yang, I know I was wrong... I was negligent for a moment."

"That's enough!" Yang Yi said impatiently, "Get out."

"You don't have to stay in the Judgment Zongzheng Division anymore. This place is not suitable for you!"

"Ah..." The young man was stunned there, his eyes clearly showing a look of struggle, but he looked at Yang Yi's livid face, still covered half of his bloody face, and left the stone room.

The moment the young man turned around, two bean-sized tears dripped from his eyes.

Those who can enter the Judgment Zongzheng Division usually have some background in the sect.

The young man really didn't expect that Yang Yi would directly drive him out of the Judgment Zongzheng Division.

But he didn't dare to contradict Yang Yi, so he could only swallow his grievances.

Because Yang Yi's second uncle is Yang Sixian, the chief of the Judgment Zongzheng Division.

This person is in the sect, and even the sect master has to be afraid of him.

Seeing that the young man had left, Yang Yi looked at the others coldly and said, "Why are you still standing there? Go find the mechanism in the secret compartment of the stone bed."

The others immediately surrounded the stone bed and began to fumble around.

A few people also crawled on the bed to fumble around, but after a while, no one found the mechanism.

Yang Yi's face was becoming more and more impatient.

"Get out of here!"

Everyone dispersed immediately after hearing this and stood aside.

Yang Yi walked to the stone bed with an ugly face, and suddenly used his luck to slap a corner of the stone bed.

With a loud bang, a corner of the stone bed was smashed by Yang Yi and collapsed.

The stone bed was indeed hollow and dark inside.

Yang Yi saw that his men had been searching for a long time but still couldn't find the mechanism. It was obvious that the mechanism was hidden and it was probably futile to continue searching. It would be better to smash it violently.

In order to avoid damaging the things inside, he deliberately slapped a corner of the stone bed.

Yang Yi's eyes moved, and he used his palm again to smash one side of the stone bed from the inside, and the broken stones fell to the ground.

Seeing that the secret compartment had been opened, Yang Yi looked at someone and said, "Go and see what's in the secret compartment?"

"Yes!" A dark-faced young man answered and walked towards the stone bed.

The dark-faced young man, holding a candle, climbed into the hollow stone bed. He searched for a while, but only brought out a pile of books.

Yang Yi's eyelids jumped. "Are these the only books?"

"Yes, Yang. It's empty inside, with only these books."

Yang Yi's eyes moved, grabbed the candle from the dark-faced young man, and got into the stone bed himself.

Yang Yi glanced around and found that there was indeed nothing inside, so he came out, took the books, and roughly flipped through them.

When he saw the last few books, which were actually books about the Filthy Blood Religion and the Filthy Blood Divine Art, Yang Yi's face suddenly changed.

"I knew there was something fishy about this guy!?"

"There are books of the Filthy Blood Sect hidden in the sect, and they are all early single copies! Shang Xiangyu, what on earth do you want to do?"

Duan Rong was practicing in a dark cave, when suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the cave.

Duan Rong opened his eyes on the stone bed, and saw Yang Yi standing in front of him, and behind Yang Yi there were two people holding torches.

The light of the torches illuminated the originally dark cave red.

Yang Yi said: "My dear Duan, I know you have just entered the sect not long ago, and I didn't want to involve you in this case. But now the case is getting more and more involved. I have to ask you to go to the Judgment Zongzheng Division with me."

Duan Rong's eyelids trembled slightly.

He saw a person behind Yang Yi holding a stack of books in his hands. He only looked at the side of the stack of books, and he knew that those were the books in the secret compartment of Shang Xiangyu's stone bed.

So, the increasing involvement Yang Yi mentioned obviously refers to the Filthy Blood Sect.

Duan Rong really didn't expect that things would develop so rapidly to the current situation.

At this time, Shang Xiangyu's matter had not been exposed. He was still an inner disciple of the sect, and he was also a pharmacist, but he was going out of the mountain for more than half a year.

Although Duan Rong already knew that he would not come back. But Yang Yi didn't know.

Take a look at the book bar without any mistakes!

How could this person be so bold? !

The current case was just Pan Yong stealing the rare medicine of the sect. Duan Rong originally thought that Yang Yi came here just to investigate Pan Yong.

And Pan Yong was no longer in the mountain at this time, and was absconding outside, so naturally he asked the government offices in various places to issue a sea arrest warrant and wanted this person.

But Yang Yi came here like a mad dog.

Dig this mountain inside and out, three feet deep!

Isn't he afraid that Shang Xiangyu will come back and make trouble with him?

He actually found the secret compartment of Shang Xiangyu's stone bed and took out the pile of books.

Shang Xiangyu is both an inner sect disciple and a pharmacist. Even if he has a secret compartment in the stone room, it is his secret. As long as he does not commit any crime, why do you check him?

And now, Shang Xiangyu has only been away from the sect for more than ten days.

Yang Yi actually searched his secret compartment in the stone room directly.

What a mad dog!

Duan Rong glanced at Yang Yi, got off the stone bed, followed the two people behind Yang Yi, and walked out of the cave.

Yang Yi's mad dog behavior obviously disrupted Duan Rong's plan.

Yang Yi stood at the entrance of Duan Rong's cave with a torch. He turned around and glanced into the cave. Before he waited for him at the entrance of Duan Rong's cave, he had carefully checked Duan Rong's cave.

Because he did not find any suspicious points, he had a good attitude towards Duan Rong before.

Yang Yi and his party took Duan Rong to the cableway.

Beside Duan Rong, the black iron cabinet in Shang Xiangyu's stone chamber was tied tightly with iron chains and carried by two people, walking side by side with Duan Rong.

Duan Rong originally thought that the focus of Pan Yong's affairs was not in the mountain gate, but in the government offices in various places in the secular world.

After all, Pan Yong went to the lower house to find old man Qin to get the approval slip, and then he disappeared in the mountain gate.

Normal logic, shouldn't the government offices in various places search for him?

If so, he will continue to guard the gate for Shang Xiangyu as a medicine boy. Although Shang Xiangyu is not in the mountain, his residual power should still exist.

After more than half a year, the sect reacted and found that Shang Xiangyu had disappeared. At that time, the situation had already changed and there was no trace of him.

And he was alone on this mountain for more than half a year, which also showed that he was also kept in the dark. He didn't know about Shang Xiangyu's defection from the sect at all.

But now Yang Yi directly overturned the matter so early.

Isn't this causing trouble for him? !

As Duan Rong walked, he greeted Yang Yi's ancestors in his heart.

The Judgment Sect Office was located on a hill not far from the Elders' Hall.

There were only two cableways here, one in and one out.

Both cableways were guarded by people, and there was an arrow tower within three feet of the cableway.

Outside the cableway, various mountain passes were also guarded all year round.

Duan Rong jumped down from the cableway and was burned by a blazing torch next to him.

Duan Rong walked forward a few steps and was a little further away from the flames blown by the night wind.

Duan Rong stood there and looked up, and saw that the hilltop was on fire everywhere, and in the dark night, it looked like the flames of hell.

A tall arrow tower three feet away was looming. Duan Rong knew that there must be a pair of clear eyes on the top of the arrow tower in the dark, staring at him.

Yang Yi and his party took Duan Rong along the mountain road.

Duan Rong was quite shocked as they walked along the mountain road. There were sentries every few feet, and every time they reached a high place, there was an arrow tower standing in the dark.

Torches and pot lights were everywhere, illuminating the entire mountain road.

Yang Yi and his party brought Duan Rong to a stone wall.

On the stone wall, there was a big black iron door, and two people stood on both sides of the iron door. Not far away, there was an arrow tower on each side, standing opposite each other like a mountain peak in the dark night.

When Yang Yi came here, he suddenly said to his party: "You take him to the dungeon. The cabinet should also be sent to the evidence room in the dungeon. Tomorrow I will ask the pharmacist to check the contents inside."

After Yang Yi gave the order, he took the stack of books that he had searched out of the secret compartment of Shang Xiangyu's stone bed from the arms of a person beside him, and hurriedly walked along the mountain road to a higher place.

Duan Rong was taken to the dungeon.

As soon as Duan Rong entered the dungeon, he was taken to a cramped room. A thin middle-aged man with slender and dexterous fingers began to search him.

All the scattered things in Duan Rong's sleeve pockets and the inner pockets of his clothes were turned out by him.

However, every item Duan Rong brought with him was carefully considered by him, and there was no exposed item.

After the body search, Duan Rong was locked in a cell with three stone walls and a corridor with log fences.

Yang Yi held the pile of books and walked along the mountain path to a valley not far from the top of the mountain.

This valley was dark, and unlike other places where flames were everywhere, there was only one light here, which was faintly visible in a bamboo building.

This place was where Yang Sixuan lived.

This valley was full of bamboos, and it was quite quiet.

Yang Sixian lived here, in a bamboo building he built himself. Normally, no one dared to disturb him unless there was something important.

At this time, the sky was dark, with a light flickering. It was the time when Yang Sixian was reading at night.

At this time, only Yang Yi dared to come to him.

Yang Yi stepped on the bamboo ladder of the bamboo building, making a slight creaking sound. He tried to walk lightly and walked up to the bamboo building.

Yang Yi took a quick look and saw that the window of the bamboo building was closed, but the door was open a crack.

Yang Yi knocked on the door three times gently. After knocking, he paused for two breaths, and without waiting for any movement inside, he opened the door and walked in slowly.

On a table in the middle of the room, there was a dim candle lamp, the light was as dim as a bean, and Yang Sixian sat in front of the table, flipping through a yellowed ancient book.

Yang Sixuan is already over fifty, but his hair is very neatly combed and black as ink, without a single strand of white hair. His forehead is very full, his eyes are bright and restrained, and his chin is firm. If it weren't for the rather dense crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, which would have exposed his age, at first glance, he would have looked like he had just turned thirty.

Yang Yi had already made quite a bit of noise, and Yang Sixuan knew who was coming without even raising his eyes. "What's the matter?"