Chapter 232: The Whole Family Slaughtered

At night, Chen Guanlou finished practicing martial arts, took a cold shower, and went to sleep on time.

Waking up in the middle of the night, he was suddenly startled. He grabbed the dagger on the table and threw it at the roof, piercing through the tiles and stabbing at the target.

Suddenly heard a muffled groan.

Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed his broadsword, ran out of the house, and leaped onto the roof.

A black-clad masked man stared at him, turned, and fled.

Chen Guanlou decided decisively to chase after him.

The other party seemed to intentionally lead him to a certain place, but how could Chen Guanlou let him have his way?

Having played enough, he slashed down directly.

The black-clad masked man was shocked, his feet unsteady, and he fell into the alleyway.

A patrol of soldiers passed by.

Chen Guanlou covered the black-clad masked man's mouth and hid in the wall corner until the patrol went far away before letting go.

"Who sent you?"

"You... how can you have such profound martial arts?" The black-clad masked man looked like he had been stimulated, the whole person appearing very dazed.

Chen Guanlou was too lazy to talk nonsense, stabbed down with one knife, directly piercing the black-clad masked man's thigh, while covering the other's mouth to ensure the other couldn't scream.

Cold sweat poured down like a waterfall. The black-clad masked man softened completely.

"Who exactly sent you? If you don't speak, the next knife won't be the thigh but the neck."

Chen Guanlou stared at the stranger in front of him; he was very sure he hadn't seen him. Was it Qi Laoda making a comeback?

"Bai Lian Cult! I am a person of the Bai Lian Cult. You cannot kill me. If you kill me, you are going against all the cult members in the world. When the time comes, all the Bai Lian Cult members in the world will execute you." The black-clad man finally revealed the truth.

Chen Guanlou was very surprised. "The Bai Lian Cult sent you to do what? To kill me? I haven't offended your Bai Lian Cult; why are you staring at me?"

"Who let you be a running dog of the imperial court? Does killing you need a reason?"

"Sure enough, you came to kill me. Why? You had better be able to say a reason."

"You abuse Bai Lian Cult members; everyone has the right to punish you." The black-clad man spoke righteously, as if he were a righteous messenger acting on behalf of Heaven.

"Madman!" Chen Guanlou cursed angrily. "The Embroidered Uniform Guard catches you cult rebels every day; why haven't I seen you go assassinate the Embroidered Uniform Guard? You bullying dog thing, you don't deserve to dirty my knife."

He exerted force on his hand, directly twisting the other's neck, and discarded him in the sewer.

Bai Lian Cult rebels, a group of madmen, actually daring to assassinate him. If the tiger doesn't show its power, they really treat him as a sick cat.

Early the next morning, Chen Guanlou came to the Heavenly Prison to serve as usual.

He took out Zhang Daohe's file to look for clues.

"Chen Tou, the one surnamed Zhang is already starving until his eyes are seeing stars; should we continue?" Xiao Jin asked for instructions.

Chen Guanlou didn't even lift his head. "Continue. Give him two cups of water every day to ensure he doesn't die."

Xiao Jin didn't leave after receiving the order, but said worriedly, "Starving like this, I'm worried there will be problems."

"What problems can there be?" Chen Guanlou raised his head and stared at him. "The Six Shanmen have no opinion, so why are you worrying? He is just a cult rebel, killing people everywhere, doing all kinds of evil. I dare say the number of human lives that died at his hands is not hundreds, but tens."

"I'm just worried that if he starves to death, it won't be easy to report."

"Even if he really dies, I will take the responsibility; what do you have to worry about?" Chen Guanlou was a bit impatient. "Just do it; don't have any worries. If the one surnamed Zhang softens up and loosens his mouth, then come tell me."

"Understood!" Xiao Jin received the order and left, continuing to implement the starvation therapy on Zhang Daohe. In order to stimulate the other, he specially brought a bowl of white flour steamed buns. The freshly steamed buns, steaming hot, had a fragrance that rushed into his nose. This was like a charge signal for Zhang Daohe, who had been hungry for several days.

He struggled to crawl to the cell door. "Give it to me, give it to me."

Xiao Jin held the bowl and deliberately slid it past the tip of his nose.

Zhang Daohe reached out to take it, but was half a beat slow in the end.

He had no strength left, the whole person as if drained, leaning against the cell door bars. "What exactly do you want? How long are you going to torture me?"

Xiao Jin chuckled. "The rules of the Heavenly Prison, don't care if you are a prince or a commoner, you have to give money when you come in. One surnamed Zhang, you broke the rules, do you know? If we don't clean you up severely, you won't know the power of the Heavenly Prison."

Zhang Daohe hated these prison guards to death, only hating that he had no strength left now, otherwise he would definitely strangle the prison guard in front of him.

He took a deep breath. "The Medicine King Temple owes me a sum of money; you report my name, and six hundred taels, not a single cent less."

"Fine! I will send someone to the Medicine King Temple to collect the money. Once the money is in hand, these white flour steamed buns will be there every day. Without money, you can only be a starving ghost."

Xiao Jin got the news and immediately sent someone to the Medicine King Temple to collect the money.

That day, Zhang Daohe ate his first proper meal since arriving at the Heavenly Prison.

Late at night, Chen Guanlou changed his appearance and lurked in the Medicine King Temple.

This lurking lasted for more than half a month, until the Six Shanmen people withdrew, and the Medicine King Temple people finally had movement.

A few days later, a shocking rumor spread in the capital: the Medicine King Temple was slaughtered overnight, blood flowing like a river; miserable! Too miserable!

Chen Guanlou sat in the courtyard, wiping his broadsword.

The knife drank blood, looking even more fierce.

Today was a day off, he didn't go anywhere, just lay at home, spent an hour cleaning up the house. Then he sat in the courtyard, holding the broadsword, seemingly comprehending a higher sword intent.

There was movement on the wall.

In a blink, Qi Wuxiu climbed over the wall and entered. Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to put away the broadsword, his temperament restrained, becoming an ordinary Heavenly Prison prison guard again.

"In broad daylight, what are you doing at my house?" Chen Guanlou complained while pouring tea. He didn't intend to invite the other into the house; anyway, they were both martial arts practitioners, not fearing the cold, and indoors or outdoors were the same.

He glanced at the other. Eh, Second Rank promoted to Third Rank, not bad.

Qi Wuxiu appeared very boastful; being promoted, one always had to find someone to show off.

"Did you see anything different about me?"

"You're older!"

"Guess again!"

"You're uglier!"

"Ah! I knew you were jealous that I am more handsome, dashing, and wealthier than you."

Chen Guanlou chuckled; it was possible he was more dashing, but it was absolutely impossible he was more handsome and wealthier. His handsomeness had been personally certified by big girls and little wives. As for money, his personal wealth value was definitely higher than the other's. Family wealth, let's not discuss that.

"Forget it, I'll tell you directly, I've been promoted to Third Rank."

"Congratulations!"

"Why aren't you surprised at all?"

"Do you want me to set up a table for you?"

"Good!" Qi Wuxiu truly didn't know courtesy, clearly intending to eat Chen Guanlou today.

Chen Guanlou was also very straightforward, took money to Da Wang, and ordered Da Wang to go to Guanmei Tower to order a top-tier banquet and send it over while it was hot.

In this day and age, there was takeout; as long as the money was sufficient, the service was no less than five-star.

Before the dishes were served, they drank wine first.

"What have you been busy with recently?" Chen Guanlou just asked this casually.

Qi Wuxiu answered seriously, "Busy with the Medicine King Temple case; the murderer is very vicious and cruel, not letting a single one go."

"How many died?" Chen Guanlou did a good job of being curious.

"The people of the Medicine King Temple actually only died two. The key is that a batch of foreign merchants staying at the Medicine King Temple were slaughtered, not leaving a single survivor."

"Then why does everyone outside say the people of the Medicine King Temple died out?" Chen Guanlou was truly curious this time.

"The wind was deliberately released just to lure the murderer to the door." ===== CHAPTER 233 =====

"How many died?" Chen Guanlou put on a look of complete curiosity.

"As for the people at the Medicine King Temple, only two actually died. The key is that a group of traveling merchants staying at the Medicine King Temple were slaughtered, not a single living soul left."

"Then why is everyone outside saying that everyone at the Medicine King Temple is dead?" Chen Guanlou was genuinely curious this time.

"The rumor was spread intentionally, just to lure the culprit to show up."