Chapter 36: The True Identity of the Mastermind

Good heavens, this reversal after reversal...

The world where only Lu Lingfeng gets hurt has been achieved!

Su Haoming couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Lin Yu beside him had eyes that grew brighter the more he spoke, seemingly quite interested in this kind of drama.

At the same time, the white-clad person looked deeply at Su Wuming and said slowly:

"As expected of Di Gong's disciple, truly good methods!"

"……"

Hearing the white-clad person's voice, Su Wuming was stunned for a moment, then frowned tightly.

He was born with amazing hearing, especially for the judgment of human voices, which was extremely precise.

Therefore, the moment this white-clad person spoke, he heard the person's identity...

'So it was him!'

Su Wuming came back to his senses, looked at the white-clad person with a complex expression, then tidied his robes and bowed:

"Changan County Lieutenant Su Wuming, greets Magistrate Yuan!"

"What?!"

Once these words were spoken, the Changan constables disguised as archers were all stunned.

Lu Lingfeng and the three Jin Wuwei were also shocked, looking at the white-clad person in disbelief.

The white-clad person was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to take off the ghost mask, revealing that aged face.

"Correct, it is me."

Yuan Lai asked calmly: "How did you see it?"

"It really is Magistrate!"

The Changan constables exclaimed one after another.

Lu Lingfeng's expression turned cold, he waved the long sword in his hand, pointed it at Yuan Lai, and shouted: "Yuan Lai, as the Changan Magistrate, a local official, you actually secretly murdered twelve innocent brides and used demon tea to wreak havoc in Changan. With such evil deeds, how can you face the imperial court and the people?!"

"Heh!"

"The imperial court?" Yuan Lai laughed disdainfully, staring at Lu Lingfeng: "You keep talking about facing the imperial court, why don't you ask if this imperial court has ever faced me?!"

"……"

Lu Lingfeng and Su Wuming were both stunned.

Yuan Lai stood up from the iron throne and sneered: "Lu Lingfeng, you are a Jin Wuwei Middle General of Rank 4 at such a young age, while I am past the age of fifty and still just a small Changan Magistrate."

"Do you know why?"

"Just because you come from the Fan Yang Lu clan, a famous noble family, while my Yuan clan is no longer a powerful family, the noble families have withered, and it took ten years of hard study to finally pass the imperial examination!"

Lu Lingfeng looked at him blankly, seemingly not expecting this murderer to say such things.

Yuan Lai scanned the crowd and said coldly: "Over the years, as the Changan Magistrate, I have worked from dawn to dusk, diligently, and governed the west of Zhuque Street in an orderly manner, but what about those above?"

"They actually used my leg disability as an excuse to keep me in Changan County for many years!"

"And they took my political achievements to show off in the court, using me as a stepping stone for their promotions!"

Speaking of this, Yuan Lai's eyes were so angry they were almost spitting fire.

Lu Lingfeng came back to his senses and frowned: "Since the court is unfair, why must you harm the people?"

"Because the Changan Red Tea he made is based on the extreme yin blood of the brides!"

Su Wuming finally spoke, looking at Yuan Lai with a complex expression: "No matter what, you have killed twelve innocent lives. As the Changan County Lieutenant, Su cannot sit by and watch!"

"Hmph!" Yuan Lai waved his sleeve and said coldly: "No one can stop my plan!"

"Kill them!"

After speaking, he walked quickly to the dead corner under the platform. The dozens of black-clad men surrounding him tightened their long swords and rushed toward Lu Lingfeng and the others without fear of death.

They are actually death soldiers!

Su Wuming was shocked.

The previous sneak attack was too easy, he thought these people were just ruffians recruited by Yuan Lai!

"Kill!"

Accompanied by the shouts of killing, Lu Lingfeng and the four fought with the black-clad death soldiers, but there was no movement beside Su Wuming.

He thought something was wrong, hurriedly turned his head, and found that the Changan constables on the stone platform beside him were indeed looking at each other.

Yuan Lai was their superior for many years after all, and his remaining prestige was still there. Without Su Wuming's order, they really shouldn't easily shoot arrows.

Realizing this, Su Wuming hurriedly shouted: "Three squad leaders, brothers, Yuan Lai is the magistrate in name, but the culprit in reality. Take him down, Su and the Middle General will definitely request rewards for you!"

Once these words were spoken, the constables looked at each other and finally released their bowstrings.

"Shoo shoo shoo——"

More than a dozen arrows fell from the sky, nailing into the backs of those black-clad men, greatly reducing the pressure on Lu Lingfeng and the others who were under siege.

At the same time, Yuan Lai, who was hiding under the platform, reached into his bosom, took out a bone flute, and blew hard.

"Woo——"

In an instant, the long flute sound echoed in the cave, and the four Heavenly King statues standing in the corners of the platform began to tremble.

At this time, Lu Lingfeng and the others were fighting with the black-clad men and did not notice this, but Su Wuming, standing on the cave wall stone platform, felt a hint of ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, as the vibration became more intense, cracks appeared on the Heavenly King statues.

The next second, the four Heavenly King statues shattered, and four strange-looking big men jumped out from them.

These four people had different shapes, some tall and some short, and the weapons they held were also varied. The only thing in common was that their exposed skin was painted with various strange patterns, which at a glance showed they were not from the Great Tang.

"Youli Four Freaks!"

Su Wuming recognized their identities and immediately shouted in shock and anger: "Bold Yuan Lai, back then the Youli Four Freaks entered the capital to assassinate the Saint. After being captured, they were thrown into the Changan County prison, but they disappeared. It turns out they were secretly abducted by you!"

"Hehe!"

Yuan Lai walked onto the platform with peace of mind and said with a light laugh: "To achieve great things, one must have a plan early..."

Before the words had faded, Squad Leader Jia, standing beside Su Wuming, took the opportunity to release his bowstring and shot an arrow at Yuan Lai.

But unfortunately, the Youli clansman standing beside Yuan Lai just raised the giant axe in his hand and easily blocked the arrow.

"Haha!"

Yuan Lai laughed loudly: "The Youli Four Freaks have high martial arts. Back then, all the experts in Changan came out to barely capture them. Now, relying on you stinky fish and rotten shrimp, you are worthy of fighting them?"

After speaking, his expression turned cold, and he waved his hand: "Kill!"

"Yes, Immortal!"

Three of the Youli Four Freaks bowed to accept the order, and the remaining one protected Yuan Lai.

The Changan constables holding bows and arrows were all startled and hurriedly shot arrows at the four freaks, but the four freaks possessed hard-training secret techniques and were immune to swords and guns. The arrows shot at them couldn't penetrate their skin at all.

"Clang clang!"

Arrows fell like rain, but were directly bounced off by their tough skin.

The Youli big man holding the golden melon hammer roared, blocked the golden melon hammer in front of his eyes, jumped up against the arrow rain, and rushed toward the stone platform on the cave wall.

Su Wuming was startled and hurriedly hid backward.

Just then, a strong wind swept past his side.

The high-speed rotating airflow was like a chainsaw, hitting the chest of the big man with the golden melon hammer.

"Puchi——"

In an instant, the big man holding the golden melon hammer spilled blood into the sky.

The body that should have been immune to swords and guns shattered under the cutting of the airflow, spreading into a bloodstain across his chest.

Severe pain flooded his mind, the big man with the golden melon hammer let out a miserable scream, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this scene, the other three of the Youli Four Freaks were all angry.

Yuan Lai was also shocked and angry, glaring at the cave entrance behind Su Wuming:

"Who is it?!"

"Tap... tap..."

Steady footsteps sounded from behind.

Su Wuming and Squad Leader Jia turned their heads in a daze, only to see two figures walking out of the secret passage and arriving in front of them.

These two were dressed in black and wearing masks. From their attire, they looked very much like the death soldiers under Yuan Lai, but their masks were not ghost masks, but white jade masks with exquisite carvings.

Seeing Su Wuming and the other staring at them, the leading black-clad person glanced at them, then walked past them on his own and stood at the edge of the stone platform.

"What a great play!"

A ghostly voice came from under the white jade mask, accurately falling into the ears of everyone present.

The sudden voice startled both sides, and they scattered to the left and right, looking at this mysterious third party of uninvited guests.

"Who are you, why interfere in this matter?!"

Yuan Lai glared at the two black-clad men on the stone platform.

But the other party didn't seem to care about Yuan Lai, instead casting their gaze on the Youli Four Freaks.

"In the sky, the Bai Yu Capital, twelve towers and five cities."

"The immortal strokes my head, I receive longevity upon binding my hair..."

The leading black-clad person lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "Youli Four Freaks, you stole my immortal technique and practiced it privately. Now that you have nowhere to go, why not surrender immediately?!"

(End of chapter)