My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 799 Slap in the face
The bald man was frightened out of his wits by Yang Lie's move. He originally thought that Yang Lie was attacking the player from the Poll Bureau, but he didn't expect that the target of the arrow was actually himself.

Yang Lie shot this arrow using the Hundred Weapons Exercise. It contained all his true energy and was like a thunderbolt. In the blink of an eye, he was close to the bald man.

The bald man wanted to dodge to the side, but the player from the Poll Bureau holding the iron mace would naturally not miss the opportunity to kill his enemy.

He used the iron mace in his right hand to block the bald man's retreat. At the same time, he threw out a bronze mirror with his left hand. The mirror swelled in the wind and hovered above the bald man's head, releasing a hazy light that froze the bald man in place.

Although he was only immobilized for a moment, it was enough for Yang Lie. The bald man knew that he could not escape justice today, but he was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he let out an angry roar, and his skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting boiling heat. The tattoos on his skin seemed to come alive, circulating on the surface of his body, emitting an inexplicable aura of horror.

But Yang Lie didn't care at all. He twirled the bow and arrows with his fingers, and shot out seven Qi arrows in succession, which connected one after another and hit the bald man steadily between his jaw and earlobe.

The tattoo on the bald man's body flickered with light, counteracting the power of three arrows in a row. However, the fourth arrow made the tattoo on his body stop moving, as if it were a poisonous snake nailed to the ground by the arrow.

The player from the Poll Bureau took back the bronze mirror, but the bald man still couldn't move at all.

Jiang Xinghuo then noticed that although the arrows shot by Yang Lie did not cause any damage to the bald man, they nailed his shadow firmly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the fifth and sixth arrows also hit the same part, completely destroying the tattoo on the surface of his skin. The last arrow completely penetrated into his body, and blood continuously flowed out of the wound.

A trace of fear also appeared on the bald man's face, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief when he looked at Yang Lie.

"You...how do you know..."

"How do I know where your weakness is?"

Yang Lie pulled his right hand back slightly, and an arrow gathered on the bowstring again, aiming at the bald man's weak spot.

"Only idiots like you think that no one knows your weakness. In the eyes of real experts, your weakness can be felt without seeing it with their eyes. You should learn from it in your next life and be a smart person. Otherwise, you will die in obscurity in the wilderness like a stray dog, without even anyone to burn paper for you at your grave."

As the saying goes, murder kills the heart.

Yang Lie's cat-and-mouse-like attitude made the bald man feel more fearful. If Yang Lie killed him with a single arrow, it wouldn't be that scary. After all, death would be the end of everything.

But now the desire to survive in his heart has dispelled all emotions, especially the pain coming from his weak spot, which makes him feel the horror of death.

"I surrender!"

The bald man immediately turned his head to look at the player in the Poll Bureau in front of him, and said hurriedly: "I know a lot of secrets of the Dragon Yin Society. I can surrender to your Poll Bureau and tell you all the secrets I know."

The player holding the iron mace looked at him, then looked at Jiang Xinghuo, shook his head and said, "I don't have the final say on your matter. You should go and beg them. As long as they are willing to let you go, I can't keep you."

Jiang Xinghuo suddenly asked from the side: "Brother Yang, can you guarantee that while killing him, you can preserve his brain tissue as much as possible?"

"no problem."

Yang Lie nodded, then turned and asked, "Did you use soul-searching on me?"

Jiang Xinghuo did not hide it and said, "I got the soul-searching technique from the Xingmen Clan by chance. As long as I can keep his brain, I can dig out everything in his brain regardless of whether he wants to talk about it or not."

"That's easy, I promise to leave his brain for you!"

Yang Lie smiled grimly, looking at the bald man as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

The expert from the polling bureau did not stop it.

He knew that Jiang Xinghuo's words were directed at him, meaning that he should be at ease and not worry about not being able to obtain information after the person died.

The bald man cast his gaze into the distance again. His other companions were fighting with the masters of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau and had no time to rescue him. His only way to survive now was to rely on his own strength to kill Jiang Xinghuo, Yang Lie, and the player from the Public Opinion Survey Bureau in front of him at the same time, otherwise death would be the only way waiting for him.

Yang Lie did not waste any more time. He loosened his right hand slightly, and an arrow condensed from his true energy flew out through the air, piercing the bald man's neck. A bloody hole appeared on his aorta, and blood gushed out like a gusher.

The bald man regained his ability to move and tried his best to cover his wounds, but his vitality was rapidly draining away. In just a few seconds, the bald man had lost his breath of life, and his eyes were filled with desire for life and unwillingness.

After Yang Lie killed the bald man, he looked at the tense battle in the distance and said, "You'd better leave them all here so that I can make up some lies when I go back. Otherwise, I will have to act with them again, which is really too tiring."

"Then we have to make sure they don't have the means to teleport. If they do, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop them."

The expert from the Public Opinion Bureau holding the iron mace came over and said, "As long as they don't have the means to teleport, it won't be a problem to keep them here."

"Don't worry, if they were outside, the Dragon Lord might be able to take them away, but here the Dragon Lord is powerless, and his power cannot affect the Zhenwu Cave Heaven at all."

"how about you?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Yang Lie and asked, "Don't you have any backup plan for yourself? You really just barged in here without thinking?"

"I'm different from those idiots. Since I dare to come in, it means I have a way to leave."

Yang Lie took out a jade pendant from his pocket. On it was a tortoise and snake entwined, with a Tai Chi diagram inlaid in the middle. He said, "This is a token left by Master Zhenwu. Anyone holding this token can enter and exit Zhenwu Cave Heaven at will. Although it can only be used once, it is enough to save your life."

As he spoke, Yang Lie crushed the turtle-snake jade pendant with his backhand. A dazzling white beam of light suddenly fell from the sky, enveloping Yang Lie's figure. After the beam of light dissipated, the person had disappeared without a trace.

Then, Jiang Xinghuo came to the bald man's body, looked up at the expert from the Public Opinion Bureau, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Qi Hu, leader of Group 3 of Binhai Public Opinion Survey Bureau, I heard Lao Lin talk about Mr. Jiang, so we are half colleagues."

The middle-aged man also came over and asked, "Should we deal with this body now, or after we leave?"

"There is no time to lose. Let's get started as soon as possible. I'm afraid that the brain tissue will rot later, and soul-searching may not be effective then. However..."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the anxious battle situation in the distance and said, "Should we go over there to help first?"

Qi Hu shook his head and said, "No, those people can't cause any big waves. The most difficult ones are this guy and Yang Lie. Without these two people intervening, it won't be difficult to deal with those minions."

As he spoke, Qi Hu shouted at the other end: "Work harder, don't dilly-dally, don't leave any one alive, kill them all!" Jiang Xinghuo was secretly shocked. The head of the third group of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau was also a ruthless character. In order to avoid future troubles, he actually ordered a massacre. This saved a lot of unknown hidden dangers.

Qi Hu had said so, so Jiang Xinghuo had no reason to refuse. He simply put his hand on the bald man's head and used the Nine Locks Soul Searching Technique to start reading the memories in his mind.

A series of images flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope. Jiang Xinghuo took out a piece of photo stone and imprinted all the images he had seen on the stone.

This was something Jiang Xinghuo had planned a long time ago. If he had to rely on himself to pass on the message, he might get blamed for any omissions. It would be better to record what he saw and let the Public Opinion Bureau handle it themselves. Even if there were any problems, he could not be blamed.

As for whether the Poll Bureau would suspect that he had secretly concealed certain information, that was not something Jiang Xinghuo considered. Whatever they wanted to think had nothing to do with him, and he did not expect the Poll Bureau to do anything. He just wanted to learn some things about the Long Yin Society from this person's memory.

From the conversation between this bald man and Yang Lie, we can know that the leader of Long Yin Society is also called Dragon Lord. It is not yet known whether he has any connection with the secular world, but according to Jiang Xinghuo's guess, this name should not be groundless, and the other party should have some connection with the Dragon Lord in the secular world.

Could it be the missing Fourth Dragon Lord?

There are five dragon lords in the Dragon Guard Court. The Great Dragon Lord died in the night of dawn. Three of the remaining four dragon lords died in their own hands by accident. Only the fourth dragon lord who took away the Thunder Prison is missing.

Could this Fourth Dragon Lord be the head of the Dragon Yin Society?

With these questions in mind, Jiang Xinghuo wanted to get answers from the memory of the corpse in front of him, but the result was not satisfactory. Although he saw the Dragon Lord in the memory of this bald man, the other party was wearing a bronze mask and did not show any abilities, so it is still unknown whether it is the missing fourth Dragon Lord.

Jiang Xinghuo finished reading the bald man's memory, threw the photo stone in his hand to Qi Hu, and said: "This contains most of the memories of this corpse before his death. If you need anything, you can find it yourself."

"Thank you."

Qi Hu took the photo stone, looked at the information in it with ease, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

At this time, the battle in the distance was almost coming to an end. Without Yang Lie and the bald man to hold them together, the remaining people had no courage to fight against the people from the Poll Bureau and were quickly killed by the players from the Poll Bureau.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xinghuo released Zhou Hui from the world in the painting of Heavenly Soldiers, and according to the method Yang Lie told him, he pulled out the Spear of Longinus that pierced Zhou Hui's chest.

Without the influence of the spear's devouring power, Zhou Hui's injuries quickly improved. Although she was still in a coma, her life was no longer in danger. The dead wood was coming back to life and repairing the wounds in her body.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the Spear of Longinus, trying to forcibly snatch it from Jiang Xinghuo's hand.

Jiang Xinghuo frowned, put Zhou Hui into the Heavenly Soldier Map again, and turned to look at the man who wanted to snatch the spear.

He was a young man in a windbreaker who was about thirty years old. His face looked a little pale and the greed in his eyes was undisguised.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xinghuo asked in a bad tone.

"This is the property of the criminals of the Long Yin Society. We need to take it back as physical evidence for investigation."

The young man in the windbreaker spoke righteously.

"And you must also hand over the things Yang Lie gave you!"

Jiang Xinghuo ignored him and looked at Qi Hu beside him.

"your people?"

"no!"

Qi Hutou shook his head vigorously, fearing that the dog-skin plaster would stick to his body.

"He came from the Beijing headquarters to get some experience and happened to run into this incident. He is not on the same path as us."

The young man in the windbreaker looked at Jiang Xinghuo and said, "Give this thing to me. When I return to Beijing, I'll count your contribution as a credit. Maybe I can even transfer you to Beijing."

"roll!"

Jiang Xinghuo didn't bother to be polite with the other party and directly pulled the Spear of Longinus back.

The young man in the windbreaker also changed his expression, and said in a cold voice: "You dare to disobey the orders of your superiors. Just based on this, I can punish you and even expel you from the Public Opinion Bureau!"

"Noisy!"

Jiang Xinghuo was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with the other party. He swung the spear in his hand and hit the young man in the windbreaker directly on the chest. The young man in the windbreaker did not expect Jiang Xinghuo to attack suddenly. He was caught off guard and felt a tightness in his chest, and the whole person flew backwards.

A golden light flashed across the young man in the windbreaker, offsetting most of the force, but he still felt a dull pain in his chest.

"How dare you attack me!"

The young man in the windbreaker turned over and got up from the ground, his face showing an expression of shame, anger and shock, and his emotions changed several times in a short moment.

"It's a pity that you don't learn how to change your face."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Qi Hu and asked, "What will happen if I kill him here?"

"In principle, you have to pay with your life, but if no one saw it, it would be a waste of life. Investigating a case requires evidence, and it is impossible to expect someone to pay with their life with nothing."

As Qi Hu spoke, he looked up at other places. The other players in the poll bureau either looked up to see the changing clouds or looked down to see ants moving. In short, no one was looking at the young man in the windbreaker.

The young man in the windbreaker was also a little dumbfounded. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It wasn't that he regretted attacking Jiang Xinghuo, but that he regretted that he shouldn't have been so arrogant. As a result, he offended all his colleagues in the bureau. Now that the time has come, no one is willing to help him.

Looking at Jiang Xinghuo again, the young man in the windbreaker shuddered subconsciously and could not help but step back repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)