Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 272 The Feng family members come back to life, He Yan appears!

"said!"

Yan Chengping roared, his voice becoming hoarse and rough due to extreme pain, as if he was rubbing frantically on sandpaper.

"The villain really said it!"

Yan Chengping shouted almost in tears, his trembling fingers pointing forward desperately.

The place where the fingertip pointed was exactly where the group of county officials were.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, which was to get relief as soon as possible. He didn't want to suffer any more physical pain.

"He told me to do it!"

Yan Chengping screamed at the top of his lungs, his eyes wide open, and bloodshot deep in his pupils.

"Fu Songde!"

"it's him!"

Yan Chengping's voice echoed in the silent air.

"That night, he and I went to Feng's house together!"

Yan Chengping spoke very quickly, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to finish his words in time and would be beaten by Liang Cheng again.

"Feng Jin, the head of the Feng family!"

"He died at the hands of Fu Songde!"

"Most of the Feng family's treasures were snatched away by that devil Fu Songde!"

Each of these words seemed to be squeezed out from between Yan Chengping's teeth, filled with deep hatred and fear.

Yan Chengping's words were like a bombshell, instantly causing a huge uproar among the crowd of county officials.

The faces of the county officials who had been doing nothing suddenly turned as pale as paper, their eyes filled with fear and panic.

Almost everyone scattered like birds and beasts, running in all directions desperately, for fear that Yan Chengping's finger would point at them.

Some officials stumbled in panic and almost fell to the ground, while others were so panicked that they bumped into people next to them and did not even bother to apologize.

For a moment, the scene was in chaos.

In the direction Yan Chengping pointed, there stood a middle-aged man in the uniform of a yamen runner.

He was of burly build, with a face as dark as ink, frighteningly gloomy, and a heavy sword hanging around his waist.

And this middle-aged man was none other than the chief constable of Panshi County - Fu Songde.

Fu Songde is the most powerful constable under the chief constable in the county government. He is a warrior who has achieved minor success in the marrow refining realm and enjoys a very high prestige in the county government.

However, at this moment, Fu Songde's expression became extremely ugly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Yan Chengping!"

Fu Songde shouted loudly, with a hint of anger and humiliation.

"How dare you slander me!"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Songde moved extremely swiftly. His right hand was like lightning, quickly grasping the hilt of the sword at his waist and pulling it out with force.

With a "swish", the cold blade was instantly unsheathed and pointed straight at Yan Chengping.

At this moment, Fu Songde's eyes were wide open, burning with anger, veins bulged on his forehead, and he looked like he was irritated.

"You, a notorious thief, are now facing the point of death."

"How dare you even try to scorn my reputation by making excuses?"

"Now, I, the captain of the police, will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and personally behead you, the beast!"

After saying that, Fu Songde exerted force on his feet, his body flashed forward, and with a whistling sound, he rushed towards Yan Chengping.

The sword in his hand reflected cold rays of light under the cold moonlight, like a poisonous snake choosing its prey.

The blade was clearly aimed at Yan Chengping's face, obviously determined to take his life.

But just as Fu Songde's blade was about to fall, Liang Cheng, who had been watching coldly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and let out a sneer full of sarcasm.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Cheng's right hand moved as fast as lightning, quickly reaching for the hilt of the knife tied around his waist.

"Qiang!"

A crisp sound of metal collision suddenly rang out, which seemed particularly abrupt in this chaotic and noisy scene.

Of course, Liang Cheng's reaction also caused Fu Songde's fatal knife to stop in mid-air.

Liang Cheng looked at Fu Songde coldly, the big knife in his hand did not move at all.

"The realm of marrow refining is complete!"

"you!"

Fu Songde's face turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He also didn't expect that this young boy who looked less than 20 years old was actually a warrior who had reached the great stage of marrow refining.

At this time, Fu Songde forced himself to remain calm and gritted his teeth, "Master Liang, what do you mean?"

"This flower-stealing thief Yan Chengping is clearly framing me!"

"As the chief constable of Panshi County, how could I possibly be in cahoots with such a beast?"

The next moment, Liang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

He held the hilt of the knife firmly in his right hand, tensed his arm muscles, and thrust forward suddenly.

This seemingly extremely simple action contains amazing power.

Fu Songde only felt a huge force like a tidal wave rushing along the blade, which was impossible to resist.

In an instant, Fu Songde's feet left two deep marks on the ground, and his body staggered backwards uncontrollably.

One step, two steps... He retreated more than ten steps, and the soles of his shoes made a harsh sound when they rubbed against the bluestone floor.

After a few breaths, Fu Songde managed to stabilize his body.

At this time, Fu Songde's face was flushed, his chest was heaving violently, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were full of shock.

He obviously didn't expect that Liang Cheng had such powerful strength.

Liang Cheng ignored Fu Songde's words and turned to look at Yan Chengping. He said sternly, "Yan Chengping, were you telling the truth?"

"If you tell even a single lie, I'll make you live a life worse than death!"

Yan Chengping nodded quickly, a hint of tears in his voice: "Every word I said is true!"

"It was indeed Fu Songde who took me to the Feng family that night, and he also killed Feng Jin, the head of the Feng family, with his own hands!
"He also took away most of the Feng family's treasures."

"Sir, you can have someone search Fu Songde's house. He must have hidden something so valuable there."

Upon hearing this, Fu Songde's face turned pale in an instant, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

His legs softened and he fell to his knees, his voice trembling: "Master Su, Master Liang, Master Lu, I am wronged!"

"This Yan Chengping is clearly framing me!"

"me……"

Suddenly, another dull "plop" sound was heard.

Fu Songde fell forward and fainted.

Behind Fu Songde, Su An stood there quietly, his expression as calm as water.

Su An slowly retracted his right hand which was stretched in the air. It was obvious that he had knocked Fu Songde unconscious.

Su An glanced at the county officials around him, then stared at the magistrate of Panshi County.

"You have nothing to do here, so please leave."

"And take him with you."

"Remember, you'd better not play tricks on me."

"Otherwise, huh!"

Su An deliberately spoke these last two sentences slowly and clearly so that the Panshi County Magistrate could hear them clearly.

This was a warning to him to handle the case honestly and not to have any inappropriate thoughts.

"Yes, Lord Su, I and others will take our leave first."

Seeing this, the officials from the county government dared not delay even a bit. Under the command of the Panshi County magistrate, they hurriedly lifted Fu Songde.

Then, under the gazes of Su An, Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing, he left here in shame.

Liang Cheng glanced at Yan Chengping at his feet, stretched out his right hand without hesitation, and lifted him up.

Yan Chengping's body was like a tattered sack, hanging in the air. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

"What are you looking at!"

"Now, it's time for you, a scumbag beast, to pay your blood debt."

Yan Chengping was held in Liang Cheng's hands, his feet off the ground, and his whole body was trembling with fear.

His lips trembled and his voice was intermittent: "You...what are you going to do!"

"Let me go, let me go!"

Liang Cheng turned a deaf ear to Yan Chengping's plea for mercy and just glanced at him coldly.

Liang Cheng then strode towards the mansion that smelled of burnt food. The gate of the mansion was already dilapidated, with black marks all over the door panels, obviously having experienced a fire.

"boom!"

Liang Cheng raised his foot and kicked open the crumbling door without mercy.

The door panel made a dull sound and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The mansion was in a mess.

The walls were covered with charred marks, and you could vaguely see traces of dried blood remaining on them.

The ground was littered with burnt furniture and broken porcelain.

Liang Cheng carried Yan Chengping and strode into the mansion. He glanced around, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

After stepping into the main hall, the air was filled with a pungent burnt smell mixed with a rotten smell, which made Liang Cheng feel nauseous.

Those charred wooden pillars that were not completely burned were crooked and barely supported the crumbling and dilapidated building.

With every step he took, the broken wooden boards under his feet made a creaking sound.

The beams above my head were riddled with holes, and a few rays of bright moonlight struggled to filter through the cracks.

Mottled light and shadows are cast on the dusty ground.

"All right!"

Su An's voice suddenly rang out. He frowned slightly and said to Liang Cheng, "Liang Cheng, just put him here!"

"We have to leave first. Deputy Envoy He is waiting outside."

Upon hearing this, Liang Cheng nodded, and then mercilessly threw Yan Chengping towards the middle of the hall.

"boom!"

Yan Chengping's body fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

His body had long been crippled by Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing, and he could not move. He could only lie limp on the ground like a broken puppet.

"Come on!"

Su An let out a low roar, and the three of them no longer remained calm. Instead, they put on the oil and ran out of the mansion.

Their figures quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving Yan Chengping alone, slumped in the middle of the hall.

"Hey!"

"You dog officials!"

"What the hell!"

"what are you guys saying!"

"What do those Feng family ghosts mean?"

Yan Chengping's voice echoed in the empty hall, filled with endless fear and anger.

He looked around, his eyes full of despair.

There was dead silence all around the hall.

The charred marks on the wall looked particularly hideous in the dim light.

Yan Chengping's body trembled violently with fear, his lips quivered, and his voice was intermittent: "No... don't... let me go... let me go..."

Yan Chengping's voice echoed in the empty hall, as if squeezed out from his throat, carrying endless despair and pleading.

However, all he got in response was silent silence.

Outside the mansion, Liang Cheng, Su An and Lu Yunqing stood not far away, staring coldly in the direction of the mansion.

"Brother Su, do you think those 'ghost things' of the Feng family will really show up?"

Liang Cheng asked in a low voice, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"Will do!"

A low and majestic voice came from behind Liang Cheng and the other two, interrupting their conversation.

Hearing this familiar voice, Liang Cheng, Su An and Lu Yunqing's faces lit up with joy and they quickly turned around.

I saw an old man in a green Xuanniao robe walking slowly towards me, emitting an invisible pressure from his body.

The old man was none other than the deputy envoy of Baidao Mansion - He Yan!
"Uncle He!"

"Master!"

Liang Cheng and the other two bowed quickly, their tone filled with extreme respect.

He Yan nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the three people, then fell on the mansion in the distance, a trace of solemnity appearing on his face.

"Ugh!"

"Lord Lu Sizhu once told me this a long time ago."

"Something strange has happened in the world."

"These changes have a certain probability of causing those who died with resentment to be resurrected and transformed into those ghostly creatures."

"Uncle He, Brother Xuan also told me that!"

Liang Cheng naturally knew who the Master Lu that He Yan was referring to was.

Lu Xuan!

Liang Cheng has always been paying attention to his cousin Lu Xuan.

The news that Lu Xuan became the deputy chief of the Xuanniao Guard had spread throughout the entire Great Xia Dynasty some time ago.

"Ok!"

He Yan's eyes were filled with a deep meaning. "After the Feng family was wiped out, dozens of people in the surrounding area disappeared mysteriously."

"I sensed a faint yin energy surrounding the Feng family this morning."

Less than half a month after Lu Xuan left Baidao Mansion, He Yan had already broken through to the great perfection of internal energy realm.

Of course, He Yan did not choose to leave Baidao Mansion, but planned to stay here.

Because, it was thanks to Lu Xuan that he was able to break through to the realm of great internal energy.

Not only He Yan, but also Liang Cheng, Lu Yunqing, Ye Qingxuan, Li Chengfeng... and others.

In any case, all the Xuanniao Guards who were related to Lu Xuan were vigorously trained by the Tiandu Xuanniao Guard headquarters.

The martial arts resources they can obtain are more than ten times more than before!
At this time, Lu Yunqing frowned and asked in a low voice: "Uncle He, those ghost things..."

"Could it really be someone from the deceased Feng family?"

In response to Lu Yunqing's question, He Yan nodded in affirmation, and then his gaze fell on the mansion in the distance again.

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't act rashly."

"Su An, your mission is to stay with Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing."

"Yes, Master."

In the hall of the Feng family mansion, Yan Chengping was still slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His lips trembled, but no sound came out.

There seemed to be a low whimpering sound in the air, as if countless wronged souls were crying in the darkness.

"no, do not want……"

"Ghost!"

Yan Chengping's eyes were filled with fear and despair. Rather than being frightened to death like this, he would rather just die.

When he thought of this, a cruel and decisive look flashed in Yan Chengping's eyes, and he wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide!

Suddenly, the temperature in the mansion dropped sharply, and a biting chill filled the air.

Yan Chengping's body trembled violently, and the muscles on his face became stiff.

Can't move!
I can't move my body!
The next second, the deep darkness in the hall seemed to come alive.

Countless blurry figures slowly emerged from the walls, the ground, and the ceiling.

Their eyes were empty and cold, and a white chill visible to the naked eye emanated from their bodies.

“Save me…”

However, those "ghost things" ignored Yan Chengping's pleas for mercy.

In an instant, these strange black shadows completely devoured him at a horrifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chengping's flesh and blood began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His skin turned dark blue, and his blood vessels bulged, as if millions of insects were gnawing at his flesh.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Chengping's body began to turn into powder, and eventually turned into ashes all over the ground, rising slightly in the cold air.

"Finally appeared..."

At this moment, He Yan's low voice came from outside the hall door.

He blocked the entrance and stared closely at the terrifying shadows in the hall.

(End of this chapter)