Wujia Rice Store is unknown in Duanyang City, and it is just an inconspicuous one among many grain stores.

Its main business is Sanhua rice, which is a kind of rice produced in Xizhou, the taste is very good, the dignitaries and nobles all over the country like to eat, so the market is very wide, and it is sent to the states of the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty every year.

Before dawn, a small earthworm appeared in the backyard of Mi Xing. The insects are confused, and the enthusiasm for work is not high. I slept soundly, and I was dragged up by the master.

But the master is the master, he can slack off, but he doesn't dare to disobey.

It searched around and soon found its target: the bookkeeper.

It's locked, but unfortunately it can't stop the insects. It slipped inside and looked at the cabinets full of ledgers and yawned lazily.

The upper body that was raised instantly swelled, and a head became like a cauldron.

With one swallow, the supernatural power was activated, and the account books flew out of the cabinet one by one and fell into its big mouth. The whole process was silent, without a single sound.

After swallowing all the books, it turned back into the form of a small earthworm and arched back.

Song Zheng waited alone in the room, and after getting these account books, he looked through them one by one, focusing on the accounts from two months ago. He successfully found Wang Liancheng's sum: thirty carts of three-flower rice, and a total of 30,000 yuan of jade.

Nothing was visible from the books, it seemed to be just an ordinary transaction.

Song Zheng looked at the account books, the degree of newness and wear, and the degree of wear and tear were just right, and there really seemed to be no problem. But Song Zheng took out something else: the file of Miao Xiaosong's case handed over to him by Ma Daquan.

Spread it out, open the eyes of the Yin God, and see that the account books and files are clearly traces of the soul of the same person!

Song Zheng sneered, the handwriting can be imitated, but the soul cannot be disguised. It was the same person who forged the file and the book, and it was this person he was looking for.

He stood up and walked outside, and as soon as the door rang, Li Sanyan, who had been guarding outside, stood up: "My lord?"

There was still an hour before dawn, and Song Zheng beckoned: "Take someone and follow me." ”

"Yes!"

For institutions like Long Yiwei, the guards everywhere will raise some special talents, such as those who are good at imitating notes and opening the locks of the secret cabinet.

However, Song Zheng estimated that this person should not be in Zhenshanwei now, nor in Wujiamixing.

Looking for people all over the city, and not knowing the goal, it is helpless for ordinary officials, but for Song Zheng...... Familiar with the road.

Du Baihu hurriedly followed, and Qi Bingchen also floated over. It was Miao Xiaoyi's sister and brother, because they had been frightened before, and they were finally rescued and exhausted, so they relaxed and slept very soundly and sweetly.

They were awakened by the sound of Long Yiwei's dispatch, and they didn't bother to wash up and quickly went out. When they caught up from behind, Song Zheng was stunned, and Miao Xiaoyi subconsciously touched her face, only then did she realize that she had forgotten her disguise.

She only had time to tie her hair in a ponytail at the back of her head, and she was wearing a capable red power suit, a heroic and charming appearance, which attracted people's obsession.

Miao Xiaosong glared at Song Zheng dissatisfiedly and stood in front of her sister.

Song Zheng just glanced at it, and the reason why he was stunned was more because of the difference in appearance before and after, rather than because he was obsessed with beauty.

At this time, it was not Miao Xiaosong who really blocked his sight, but those people in his memory.

"My lord, where are you going?" asked Du Baihu.

"The state capital yamen. ”

Boom!

The slamming of the door was distinctly clear in the pre-dawn darkness, waking up the sleeping people around them.

When these people looked at it in the dark, they were startled: This Nima five-state inspector is a cow breaker! In the first half of the night, they went to level the yamen of Zhenshanwei, and in the second half of the night, they came to smash the yamen of the state capital......

Everyone was even more confused: What kind of temperament is this adult? During the day, he was gentle and polite to the Shigedao clan and Kitahori Garden, but why was he suddenly so domineering and fierce at night? Could it be that the temperament is different during the day and at night?

Huang Yuran didn't expect that he was still thinking about going to meet this Lord Song tomorrow in the first half of the night, and he would come to the door in the second half of the night.

He got a report from his family, hurriedly put on his clothes and came out, and he didn't dare to complain about anything, so he bowed down and said, "Xiaguan Huang ......"

Song Zheng had already interrupted him: "I need the city guard to help me." "He can directly use his Great Seal to seize control of the Great Array of Protectors - that's what he did in the first half of the night, but at that time, the incident happened suddenly, since it can be discussed, he must always give the state pastor a little face.

Huang Yuran said very well: "Adults can use it at will." ”

Miao Xiaoyi swore that she would never have imagined in her life that Lord Zhou Mu would have such a good time to speak......

The power of the Sancheng City Protector Array was enough for Song Zheng to find the target.

He looked condescendingly into the city, and after a moment pointed to a small courtyard in the south of the city. Qi Bingchen snorted coldly, and his figure appeared in a room more than ten miles away, and he easily captured a middle-aged man who was still sleeping peacefully.

"Ahh

He was so frightened that he screamed loudly, and after falling in front of Song Zheng and seeing the surrounding situation clearly, he suddenly turned earthy, and knelt down tremblingly and said, "Villain Ruan Zhu, I, I...... All said. ”

Song Zhengwan smiled, and he liked to deal with smart people.

......

Song Zheng went out to run errands, and the bedroom was shrouded in strange arrays, and there were melons, fruits, pastries, and a few pots of wine in front of the little worm.

Eat and drink fragrantly.

The little worm swore that when it made these requests to the master, it was uneasy in its heart, but I didn't expect the master to really agree to all of them.

Song Zheng needed someone to monitor Chen Yicheng, but he didn't feel at ease when he handed it over to others, so he dragged the little worm out of the small cave world. On the spell light curtain in front of him, Chen Yicheng was cultivating, but judging from the incense sticks lit on the side, it was finished as soon as the morning dawned.

It took a bite of the apple and spit it out in disgust, and its heart was greedy: it was still delicious. But the old man was not allowed to eat it, and it bit another watermelon, which was not bad.

But the best thing is the wine, this thing is fluttering.

Hey, why is this spell light curtain shaking a little?

......

Last night was thrilling, the "gentle and elegant" patrol envoy during the day suddenly turned into a mad demon at night, and the faces of Zhenshan Wei and the state government yamen fell to the ground and were trampled to eighty-eight pieces.

When Chen Lianlong and Zhao Yimin got the report, they thought they had heard it wrong: Is this the Lord Song we saw during the day?

If the people from Huangtai Fort were here, they would actually understand: Song Zheng is a scholar, but he is also a wolf soldier.

As soon as the morning dawned, all the forces were inquiring into the details of last night, and then asked: Where did Song Zheng go? Does he want to visit other sect families today?

But Song Zheng's courtyard suddenly became quiet, and there was no movement.

When it was almost dawn, he left the state capital, and no one knew where he went. Huang Yuran wanted to take a look secretly, but then shrunk his neck and didn't dare to do so.

Song Zheng quietly went out of the city, and by dawn he had already appeared outside a barren mountain.

When it was noon, Song Zheng's small courtyard was still quiet, and Ma Daquan suddenly understood when he got the news: "It's not good!

The hundreds of households under his command trembled: "No......"

"Go!"

Soon Baihu came back, like a mourner: "My lord......" He was holding a homophone note in his hand, and Song Zheng's calm and calm voice came from inside: "Master Ma, come here." ”

The light of the homophone bone note was extinguished, and Ma Daquan's whole body was cold, he knew what was inside the Quicksilver Mountain, and he couldn't escape this crime at all. He was also sure last night that he was a veteran of Long Yiwei, and it was impossible for Song Zheng to find the clues that he had personally cut off, but he didn't expect that Song Zheng would find out only one night later.

At this point, his fierce spirit came up, slapped the table and said angrily: "Go, go! ”

Before going out, he finally checked the Donghuang crossbow in his mustard finger, and the cruel and cruel color on his face flashed, and the madness in his heart surged up: "Don't let Lao Tzu have a good time, Lao Tzu will kill him!"

He still has a secret way to retreat, kill Song Zheng, and he can still get away with it in the future.

......

Quicksilver Mountain used to be a land of abundance, with low peaks, fertile land, and abundant products. But three thousand years ago, there was a disaster here, the void suddenly became unstable, some monsters were killed from unknown places, and they raged for half a year, Duanyang City was in danger, and finally the imperial court sent three strong people to kill all these monsters, and then closed all the spatial cracks.

That catastrophe completely destroyed the entire Quicksilver Mountain, and it has been desolate ever since. And the void here is loose, and occasionally some unknown monsters will come out, and no one dares to live in this vicinity.

Song Zheng is now standing in the depths of the barren mountains, in the middle of a basin. The surrounding peaks are overgrown with dead trees and grass, and there is no road to follow, so it is easy for ordinary people to get lost in this vicinity.

The leopard Taowei under his command guarded more than a dozen people, all of whom were monks, and they had Zhenshanwei's waist card on their bodies, but their cultivation was not high, and the strongest one was the three paths of the vein.

Song Zheng stood on the side of a small hill, and in a flat basin in front of him was a horse chestnut plant growing vigorously, the fields were ridged, and the weeds were not growing, apparently carefully tended by someone.

In the wooden house under another hillside, a lot of evidence was also found, including homophone bone notes that were directly connected with Zhenshanwei, which Ma Daquan could not deny.

Du Baihu arranged all the affairs, and then returned to Song Zheng, and said in amazement: "Ma Daquan is so bold, he wants money and doesn't want to die, he dares to plant this 'natural poison', and he has planted so much." ”

Song Zheng once stationed in Huangtai Fort and knew something about this thing, and he flipped through the account books he had just found and said: "There are almost 100 acres of natural poison here, and each mu can produce about 160 catties of heavenly poison seeds, and the output per quarter is 16,000 catties.

The climate in Xizhou is warm, and there are three seasons a year, which is 48,000 catties. Do you know how much this thing is worth when it is sold to the demon clan?"

There was no record in this account book, and Du Baihu and several people shook their heads, and even Qi Bingchen didn't know.

Song Zheng sneered: "Among the demon clan, one Heavenly Poison Son has ten stone coins. There are thousands of catties of heavenly poisons, to say the least. ”

Du Baihu was taken aback: "Over there, sell by the piece?!"