Chapter 57: Self-defilement as Evidence

After explaining the situation in two simple sentences, Yang Xiong gave an order: "Form a formation and be on guard! Supervise in pairs! Count the number of people!"
Hundreds of Blood-Clothed Guards formed a battle formation in front of the county government gate.
The inventory was completed quickly, without missing a single one.
Not only are there not a few more, there are even a few more... because the centurion became the 'centurion masters'.
"Old Yang, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"
General Lu Zuo looked extremely unhappy.
There is no way, the method of instant transformation is really too terrifying.
If you are not careful, it is very likely that the enemy will sneak into the team. At that time, the soft jade armor and the magic crossbow will be decorations and have no use at all.
"What do you think?"
Yang Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "He can kill the captain and change his appearance without restriction. I can't think of any way to deal with him..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure came hurriedly, making everyone's nerves tense instantly.
Forty divine crossbows were aimed at the target at the same time.
"Wait a minute!"
Xu Chong paused, raised his hand and shouted: "I am Xu Chong, don't you recognize me?"
"How do you prove that you are Xu Chong?"
Yang Xiong asked vigilantly.
"this……"
Xu Chong was confused, "Can't my face prove it?"
Yang Xiong frowned. Although he believed it to some extent, it was not enough.
A flag suddenly asked: "What did you do last night?"
yes!

Yang Xiong's eyes lit up and he looked at the flag bearer with approval.
If Xu Chong is the murderer in disguise, then we definitely don’t know what Xu Chong did last night.
"Brother Pei, didn't I drink and gamble with you and Lord Yang last night?"
Xu Chong scratched his head and said with a sad face: "Although I won a lot...but this is not a crime punishable by death, right?"
Hearing this, Yang Xiong breathed a sigh of relief, "Put it down and let him in."
The divine crossbow changed its target and pointed towards the surroundings again.
Xu Chong carefully passed through the formation and stepped into it. "May I ask what happened, sir? Where is Master Fu?"
“Yes.”
Yang Xiong pursed his lips.
At this time, the body parts had been pieced together and placed aside.
"This is!!!"
Xu Chong was horrified, and seemed to be incoherent, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I just met Master Fu last night..."
"What did you say?"
Lu Zuo's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Xu Chong and asked, "Did you see the captain last night?"
“…”
Xu Chong was immersed in shock, and only came back to his senses when the other party exerted force on his hand. "Yes, I have. Not long after I separated from Lord Yang last night, the yamen runners from the inner class came to find me and said that the captain had an urgent matter and wanted me to see him."
"And then? What did the Lord tell you?"
Yang Xiong couldn't help but urge.
"this……"
Xu Chong looked at the two generals, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Why are you still hesitating? The master has been harmed by the thieves, is there anything you can't say?!"
Lu Zuo roared in a timid tone.
Now, not only is Fu Yuanlong dead, but their subordinates are also in danger of losing their lives at any time. He can't help but be anxious.
"……All right."
Xu Chong hesitated for a moment, then said, "My Lord asked me to bring some of my trusted followers to secretly help him find someone, without letting... you guys know."
"Don't want us to know?"
The two generals looked at each other and realized at the same time that things were not simple.
"He asked you to find someone. Did he tell you what that person's name was and what he looked like?"
Lu Zuo asked.
"You didn't say what your name is, sir."
Xu Chong nodded and gestured with his hand: "As for appearance , the adults said it was a middle-aged man of this height, with slightly dark skin, wearing a coarse linen shirt."
"It's him?!"
Yang Xiong blurted out, with horror on his face.
"Do you know this man?"
Lu Zuo's expression changed slightly.
"Why don't you know him?"
Yang Xiong's face was grim, "He was the one who killed the captain!"
The Blood-Clothed Guards became agitated.
Captain, was killed by the person you were secretly looking for?
What's happening here?!
Lu Zuo was silent for a while, thinking about the mission of himself and others coming to Canglang, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.
And this thought reminded him of a rumored name.
Lu Zuo was sweating profusely. "Quick, Lao Yang, tell Xu Chong what that man looked like afterwards. See if he recognizes him."
"good!"
Yang Xiong did not dare to delay and quickly described the appearance of the butler Lao Li in detail.

"this!!"
Xu Chong looked horrified and continued to guide according to the plan: "Isn't this my butler?!"
"Your butler?"
Yang Xiong's eyes became dangerous and he could not help but order the killing of Xu Chong.
Lu Zuo stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Tell me more about your steward."
"good."
This time, Xu Chong did not hesitate and told the butler Lao Li's background, words and deeds, personality, and habits in detail.
It fully demonstrates the "wisdom" of being afraid of getting into trouble.
After saying this, Xu Chong said with a worried look on his face: "If you don't believe it, you can call my housekeeper... No, gather all the people in the Xu Mansion and interrogate them separately, but if there is any mistake, I, Xu Chong, am willing to be punished."
Lu Zuo's expression was very solemn, and he shook his head slowly: "There is no need for that. If I am not mistaken, your housekeeper is already dead, and no one else can ask anything."
"What did you think of?"
Yang Xiong looked stern.
"Thousand-Faced Daoist..."
Lu Zuo uttered a few words with difficulty, "Wei Wuxie!"
In an instant, all the Blood-Clothed Guards changed their expressions.
Yang Xiong was so frightened that his injuries flared up and he kept coughing up blood.
So this is his name... The name really doesn't live up to the character.
Xu Chong complained in his heart, and asked in confusion: "Thousand-Faced Taoist? What does that mean? Is this person famous?"
"It's no use telling you."
Yang Xiong waved his hand, "Quickly mobilize troops to implement the blockade, clear the streets leading to the South Gate, and don't allow anyone to appear on the streets. We need to leave the city immediately!"
"this……"
Xu Chong was in a dilemma. "Sir, if you leave, what will happen to the county? If the thief starts killing people here..."
"Even if we were here, no one would be able to stop him from killing people."
Lu Zuo's face turned stern, and he said murderously: "Go and do it immediately. If you keep making noise, I'll kill you first!"
"……yes."
Xu Chong reluctantly accepted the order and left.
About half an hour later, the adults from the Blood-Clothed Guards left.
When he left, he was paranoid and looked extremely embarrassed.
Even a cat or dog running out from the street can stimulate them to shoot it with their magic crossbow.
It has to be said that this way of dying is quite explosive in the entire cat and dog world… that is something used to deal with people in the Tongmai realm.
It is worth mentioning that.
As soon as the Blood-Clothed Guards left, the people rushed to the streets.
There were drums and gongs and firecrackers were set off.
Except for a few children who were crying while holding their pets, the whole Canglong County was filled with joy.
Xu Chong neither stopped nor participated.
As the only living and "informed" official in Canglong County, he had to lead a group of yamen runners and be on high alert, without even having time to count the harvest.
And this is the only thing he can do now.
He had to wait until the reactions from the imperial court and the Taiping Dao reached Canglong before he could make any follow-up responses.
What he didn't know was that a man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat stopped the group of Blood-Clothed Guards not far from Canglong County.

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