Chapter 1277: Shooting the Sun

Zhao Guanren hurriedly hurriedly hurried or was a step too late. Baili Hongle

was hanged in the back hall of the Demon Slayer. On the surface, it looked

like he was hanged himself, but there was no bruise on his neck, which made it

clear that he was dead. He was hung up later, and his cervical spine was also

screwed off.

"Bai Li Hongle fractured his neck. This is because he was killed by his rebel

comrades..."

Zhao Guanren stood up from the corpse and said in public: "The murderer is

familiar with Baili Hongle. He is slightly taller than him, with slender

fingers, and the ring finger of his left hand is longer than the middle

finger. The death time is not more than a stick of incense, Lu breaks the

skin! If you still can’t find it, don’t do it as your deputy!”

"I know who it is, come with me..."

Lu Poyan hurriedly led the people out. Just now, one of his officers was in

the office. He didn't have any excuses to shirk responsibility, and Zhao

Guanren didn't talk nonsense with others, and led the demon slayer and Fumo

selected by him. Teacher, went straight to the house of Baili Hongle.

"No! The top shield is on the wall, beware of the hidden arrows..."

Zhao Guanren suddenly retreated from the gate of the compound. It was strange

to insert the gate during the day, and he brought hundreds of people for

safety. Several demon slayers immediately climbed onto the courtyard wall, but

he exclaimed with a probe: " Your lord! All the people in the yard have been

killed!"

"Fuck! I really want to rebel..."

Zhao Guanren cursed angrily. Baili Hongle is definitely not a soul killer, but

the identity of this soul killer will not be too high. It is impossible to

kill so many people in one breath in order to cut off the connection with

Baili. He and Baili were involved in the bigger case.

"Huh~"

A loud noise suddenly came from the courtyard, shaking Zhao Guanren somehow,

only to see rubble and gravel rising into the sky, the front courtyard wall

collapsed in half, and two demon slayers were blown out. He fell to the ground

in a ** flesh.

"Enclose the yard, don't go in..."

Zhao Guanren shook the mud on his head, grabbed a half-length shield and ran

outside the wall hole. The entire main house was blown to ruins. More than a

dozen female family corpses were lying in the courtyard, but he looked down

and found that there was The fragments of the grenade shell were made by his

officials.

"My lord! We are in the midst of it..."

A demon slayer jumped out with a grey head and panted, "There was a woman **

in the house. We wanted to go in and check if she was alive. Then we heard the

sound of the fuse burning, exploding from the floor, all It's an iron mine

made by the government!"

"This is explosives, not iron thunder..."

Zhao Guanren walked into the courtyard with a sullen face, but he kept saying

that the grenades were useless, and even the house was blown up. The emperor

would definitely intervene personally. He would not be able to make grenades

in large quantities anymore, maybe even a firework workshop. All have to be

strictly controlled.

"Help! Help us..."

A burst of crying sounded from the ruins. It seemed that a cellar was

suppressed. Zhao Guanren hurriedly asked people to take farm tools to plan,

but this time everyone learned to be clever. After digging out the entrance of

the cellar, he shouted and hid quickly. To both sides.

"Boom~"

The heavy cover was lifted, and a few women with disheveled hair crawled out,

all wrapped in a thin quilt. Upon asking, they learned that they were all

village girls who had been ** from outside the city. For Baili Hongle and

Hupengou friends to have fun.

"My lord! Baili Hongle's concubine room is below, they just hid in..."

A woman pointed at the bottom with hatred and fear, and the two demon slayers

immediately ran over, only hearing a sob from below, a woman cried: "It's none

of our business, we just take care of them. People were killed by Lao Hong!"

"Which old Hong? Why did you kill..."

Zhao Guanren waved his hand to let the demon slasher go away. Suddenly he

grabbed the woman who complained, and stunned her to the ground. The others

also stunned the remaining four women together before unconscious. There is

obvious resistance.

"Huh~"

Zhao Guanren ripped off the woman’s thin quilt, and his eyes suddenly burst.

There was a large bundle of explosives wrapped around the lady’s waist, enough

to blow a cow into mashed meat, and the others hurriedly stripped their

clothes, probably because the explosives were not enough. , None of the other

women.

"Cut~ I still offer him lewd pleasure, and don't take any photos with soaking

urine..."

Zhao Guanren gave a disdainful cry. These village girls are really village

girls, and Baili Hongle is also a small boy. Even if he lacks money and can't

afford maids, he still looks down on these country girls. He has never been

murdered. The value of the face can tell the taste.

"My lord! The slave family can't hear you clearly. It's okay for you to go up

to the slave family. The slave family's feet are broken..."

The woman in the cellar suddenly yelled. Zhao Guanren took off her purple

robe, threw it to his subordinates, waved his hand, and deliberately shouted:

"My lord! You just need to go back and wait for the news. Humble duty to know

Baili's concubine room. Just give it to me!"

"Yeah! The official has returned to the office..."

An abusive magician was quite savvy, beckoning everyone to hide, Zhao Guanren

immediately walked to the side of the cave and said in a low voice: "The

officers and soldiers have already let me go. Tell me your password for the

division, shoot the sun and shoot the sun. Steal the day and change the day,

the next sentence!"

"..."

The seemingly mindless words silenced the women in the cellar, and there was a

whispering voice.

‘I wipe it! This is all right...’

Zhao Guanren smirked secretly, but not everyone dared to blow himself up.

These women must be fanatics of the cult. Unseen village girls are easily

brainwashed, or they have no brains at all, and he thought of it the first

time— —The Sun-Shooting God Sect!

"The Sun-Shooting God Cult! Compete with the sun! Descendant God Lord! Mana

covering the sky..."

The two women suddenly yelled in unison. Zhao Guanren learned from Zhao

Ziqiang that this was a slogan they had to chant every day, and there was a

long list of self-brainwashing words behind them, but there was no password to

say. He just expected these low-level cannon fodder. Understand.

"Huh~ ** stuff..."

Zhao Guanren pretended to be dignified and cursed: "This divine envoy, Rang

Er, waits for the right password. He didn't let you shout slogans. You can't

even answer the sub-alert password. You dare to act arbitrarily and know how

much disaster you have caused. Who is the hall master and how many incense

sticks were burned in front of the hall?"

"My lord! The matter is urgent to the power, the servants and the servants

have to make their own decisions..."

The two little ladies climbed up in a hurry. These two fake concubines were

pretty good-looking. They also took the initiative to lift up their veil

skirts. Both girls had explosives tied to their waists, showing that they had

set up a serial plan for him. If one doesn’t kill, then two more.

"Shhh~ don't shout, untie the explosives and come with me..."

Zhao Guanren beckoned and walked to the backyard. The two women quickly

unzipped the explosives and followed them. It turned out to be two brainless

cannon fodder. After entering a wood room in the backyard, he proudly said, "I

am the right side of the altar. Your envoy, wait for a big gift!"

"The letter daughter knocked on the Lord Righteous Envoy, I wish you an early

bliss and an eternal blessing..."

The two women knelt down and saluted in a hurry, Zhao Guanren rolled his eyes

with a shout of "Early Delight", and could only continue to pretend: "Two

little girls, no wonder they didn't agree with the password. Who arranged you

to come here? Why not notify the deity envoy?"

"In response to your lord, Baili Hongle has made an incident, and Deputy Hall

Master Ding told me to wait for the aftermath..."

A young woman actually kissed Zhao Guanren’s boots and raised her head to

please with a smile: “It’s too urgent to report it. I don’t know if the

sisters killed the dog official Yin Zhiping. The deputy hall master hired

supernatural powers for me and died. After that, I can go straight to Bliss,

can you let me wait for a ride?"

"Deputy Hall Master Ding? Why does he make you board the Bliss..."

Zhao Guanren squatted down and touched their heads, frowning and said, "You

are from Mingquan County. Didn’t you understand when you said it? At the first

level of the altar, only the left and right altar masters can ask for magical

powers. The surname is Ding. For you, he is pursuing power for personal gain!"

"..."

The two silly ladies changed in horror, and said in horror: "Then, the sisters

are not dead in vain, but we clearly see the light of God!"

"That's asking for magical powers for themselves. I can't help you. I will

explain in detail with me quickly. The envoy will give you a fairness..."

Zhao Guanren looked at them with a big deal, and the two women immediately

confessed everything. Mingquan County is indeed the birthplace of the Japanese

Shooting Sect, and it has existed for more than ten years, but the leader has

never shown his true colors. It is said that only the altar master can see it.

he.

It’s a pity that they don’t know much. They came from the countryside in

batches of hundreds of men and women. They infiltrated all walks of life in

Luoyang City, and even every government. But the line of Baili Hongle is very

clear. He is actually a Tang. One of the incense masters in the mouth, and the

online hall master Ding is a government servant.

"Are you deceived? Deputy Hall Master Ding is not a yacha, please tell me

about his appearance..."

Zhao Guanren sat down and took out the charcoal pen and the pamphlet. The two

silly ladies only saw each other once, but after only describing it, he

guessed it. It turned out to be a deputy commander of Qianniuwei. He stood in

Baili before. Hongle's corpse was watching the play.

"This person's surname is Jiang! You really have been deceived, quickly tell

his secret stake..."

Zhao Guanren continued to make records without annoyance. The two women would

tell all the spies they knew, but they knew a total of more than 20 people.

Finally, he added: "A maid of Jingxiang entered the dog official's house, but

Yin Zhiping was asked to sell him. Someone else, I don’t know what it is

called!"

'Oops! Qiaomei...’

Zhao Guanren was taken aback. Liu Tianliang liked the cute little freshness of

the poor breasts. In order to cover his actions, he sold the Qiaomei family to

him before leaving the city, but he did not expect to kill him. He is a

fanatic with a rank.

"You are waiting here, I will send someone to send you back to Mingquan..."

Zhao Guanren quickly put away the booklet and went out. He called for his

subordinates and gave a few instructions. He hurriedly took a group of people

and left quickly. Liu Tianliang went to catch two peripheral soul-killers, but

they colluded with the Japanese Shooting Cult. It would be terrible for my

sister to confide in the news.

"Encircle the yard, beware of explosives..."

Zhao Guanren rushed into the house and jumped off his horse. A soul killer

became a small officer of the Ministry of War. His accomplices acted as

stewards for him. Both of them lived in a small courtyard, but he just ran

into one. Xiaolu suddenly heard two bursts of "boom".

"My lord, beware!"

His subordinates hurriedly pulled him to the side of the road, and a large

amount of rubble flew over. When he looked up in surprise, it was the

courtyard they were going to explode. Come out of it.

"Come on! Don't let them run away..."

Zhao Guanren pushed away and rushed over. The surrounding people ran out to

watch. A wall of the small courtyard was also bombed. There were several

people lying on the ground, and there was a scorched and familiar figure,

which made him exclaimed in surprise. : "Ryoko..."