Fairy, I really am a villain!

"I don't know. The negotiations broke down," the scholar shook his head. "At first I thought they wanted to survive in Dajin and stay together for warmth. Later I found out that they wanted to stir up unrest in Luyang and provoke a war between the human race and the demon race again."

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen's eyes narrowed: Could this be the truth about the demon disaster that he wanted to investigate?

The human race failed to defend Osmanthus Mountain and was blatantly broken through, killing all the way from the east to Longchuan and even Jiangzhou? But the timing was wrong, and the goddess had already gone to the location at that time...

The scholar continued, "At that time we said we had no interest, but we didn't expect the other side to turn hostile and want to kill us, so we pretended to be dead, shed our skin, and fled all the way back to Dingjun.

We could have gone somewhere else, but I thought this news was important and needed to be spread... but we just couldn't find anyone willing to listen to us."

The scholar looked very depressed. He thought he was a human being and had always been thinking about his people, but no one was willing to stand on his side, and he was almost hunted down as material.

They were of one mind and one body, Ping'er just rubbed his head with hers without saying anything.

"I see, thank you for your hard work."

After taking out a few more pieces of cake, Fang Xiwen had a feeling that "it's not over yet"; he felt that the demon clan in Luyang must be related to Wang Anyang, who was extremely extreme and would never give up just because he failed to seize the tiger talisman.

There must be more than one way...but how can we truly "retaliate" against the Gao family?

"I will notify the Wang family and ask them to hunt down the group of demons," Fang Xiwen nodded, then looked at them again, "But since you two are injured, you don't have to cooperate... So, what are your plans next?"

After hearing his words, the two snake heads looked at each other briefly, then lowered their heads and said in unison: "If you don't mind, I hope to stay by your side for a while."

"Eh?"

"The young master's precious jade..." The scholar was a little embarrassed to speak, and then gritted his teeth, "It seems that it can replace the desire for blood food to a certain extent."

He felt that he had been rescued, but he still wanted to take advantage of others' treasures, which was really shameful.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen took out the Blood God Stone in surprise, "Is this what you are talking about?"

"Exactly."

He was shocked. This thing was too omnipotent. It was obviously originally used to summon the Blood God and communicate between heaven and earth... What on earth did the Emperor do to it?

Seeing that he hesitated, the scholar continued, "If it is a very precious thing, you can keep it for yourself."

"Not really." Fang Xiwen thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Then I'll inconvenience you guys to follow me for the time being. Once I've finished investigating the matter, we'll talk about what to do next."

"Thank you sir!!"

The two were very happy. Then, the little snake twisted its body and a scale swung out from its lower abdomen. The color was crystal clear and colorful, different from all the other scales.

"This is?"

"These are some of our thoughts, the seven-colored scales." This was Ping'er's voice. "They can be used as the main material for treasure weapons, or used to practice some physical exercises... Our Black Scale Clan can only have three pieces at most in a lifetime, and they are the source of our innate magical powers."

"So precious?" Fang Xiwen seemed flattered. "It won't hurt you, will it?"

"No, our situation is rather special..."

Ping'er explained a lot, and although he didn't quite understand, he still put the things away happily.

"Even if the man in black kills us, he won't get this thing." Ping'er felt a little relieved.

~~

The royal palace parade ground.

"This is what happened." He told Wang Ningzhu about it immediately.

The girl had a very serious expression, tightly gripping her spear, her eyes narrowed, "A Jindan Great Demon is in Luyang? How is that possible!"

"That's the truth. Miss Wang, do you want to check out their injuries? Some of the internal injuries should be caused by the demons, and they have a special aura."

Wang Ningzhu nodded.

She followed the two into the room and did some investigation. After she stepped out of the door, her expression became more solemn. "It is indeed a Jindan Great Demon, and it is also a 500-year-old eagle demon. Its claw skills are extremely powerful. Could it be Third Uncle..."

Seeing her like this, Fang Xiwen raised an eyebrow, "It's him again? But wasn't Wang Anyang arrested? And he didn't run away. He has been waiting in Wuwang Temple."

Hearing this, Wang Ningzhu pulled him to sit in the yard and pursed his lips, "Don't look at my Third Uncle's appearance. In fact, there are some people in the family who are more extreme and hate the Gao family more than him...but most of them still have wives and children, so they can't be as crazy as my Third Uncle."

She clasped her hands together, which was rare for her, and seemed a little embarrassed.

Wang Ningzhu didn't know what was the point of saying these things to him, and was afraid of hearing something he didn't want to hear from him: after all, the emperor was high above, and many people didn't dare to criticize him loudly.

How could it be possible for a chivalrous knight to consider things from the perspective of the Wang family?

"Well, I can understand," Fang Xiwen nodded, and then laughed at himself, "If I were treated like this, I would probably only think about how to kill people on Tianjie. The Gao family is really unfair."

Wang Ningzhu's eyes trembled and her eyes rippling, but she just nodded gently.

If you think about it carefully, the Wang family has devoted generations of blood to defend a place, but the Gao family only gave them the empty title of "Dingjun". Even the loan of the Emperor's Sword was a conspiracy, purely to collect the power of humanity.

Then they took it back without any warning, causing heavy casualties to the Wang family... Even so, they are still guarding the pass here. If Fang Xiwen had suffered the same treatment, he would probably have led his troops to the capital to help the king and eliminate the evildoers. This move was really too rude.

"It's good that you understand. But just like what Third Uncle said last time, he might want to attack the people of Luyang and give the Gao family a 'warning'..."

~~

"Are you crazy!"

Six doors, dungeon.

Fang Xiwen slammed his fist on the iron fence, causing countless dust to fall down; the red-clad constable beside him looked a little embarrassed and stepped forward to advise: "Young Master Fang, calm down..."

"Wang Anyang, do you want to drag so many people to die with you?!"

After he repeatedly questioned Wang Anyang, who was sitting in the cell, slowly turned his head, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "What does it have to do with you?"

"You are such a traitor!" Fang Xiwen punched the iron bars again and said angrily, "Wasn't the mess we caused during the convoy robbery last time big enough? How many people died in vain because of you? Does this have any impact on the Gao family?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Wang Anyang still looked calm and even wanted to laugh, "Do these dead people have anything to do with you?

Boy, what position do you stand on to question me? Are you an innocent and ignorant citizen of Dajin, or a young knight who sees injustice? ! "

“It’s both.”

Hearing this, he shook his head in anger and shouted, "Stop pretending to care about the world! You sympathize with these fools, but who will sympathize with the dead soldiers of my Wang family?!"

"It's a steal. Are these two things contradictory?"

"Fool!"

Wang Anyang was stunned for a moment when he saw such a bland response, and snorted coldly; he had already thought of how to refute this brat so that he could not even speak back.

This look is nothing more than that of a young man who sees injustice and wants to be a hero... It is really too childish and only moves himself.

"I have nothing to say to you, go away." Wang Anyang turned around.

"...Are the assassins from Wuwang Temple from the Song family?" Fang Xiwen asked suddenly.

"what are you saying?"

Although Wang Anyang pretended well, he still saw an unnatural pause in his body, and he immediately understood what happened.

"It's no use pretending." Having nothing more to say to this man, Fang Xiwen said to the constables on his left and right, "Keep an eye on him. Don't let him starve to death. This man is very important to the Wang family."

"Yes!"

The constable thought to himself, you almost rushed in to beat him just now, now you remember to protect him...

Before leaving, Fang Xiwen glanced back at him, as if to say, 'No conspiracy is useful. '.

~~

Before leaving, he specially made arrangements for the six gates to be more careful.

If Wang Anyang was killed here, it would be a lot of fun; dying at the hands of the court's lackeys, the Six Gates, would be the worst outcome, which would completely detonate the hatred that the Wang family had accumulated over the years.

"It's best to move it to the Wang family's dungeon. Remember to ask more people to watch over it and be quick." Fang Xiwen gave a few instructions, and someone took the order and left.

Before he even walked out of the door, a young constable rushed into the yamen with an unhappy look on his face.

When I pulled him over and asked him, I found out that he had encountered some trouble when trying Mr. Zhang's case and came to ask for help.

"That fat pig is so arrogant, saying that he is disabled and can only be a judge... If you don't know, you might think we have committed a crime. What the hell."

The young constable was unhappy. After he reminded him, Fang Xiwen also remembered that he still had a "last resort", so he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, then I'll go and pin him to death."

~~

The county government office should have been a place for legal proceedings, but now there is only Mr. Zhang who committed a crime and his servants.

That's normal. Those maids who were tortured to death by him had been disposed of long ago, as if they had never existed. Only the blood on the torture instruments recorded the horrific past.

Now, the man was sitting upright on a high seat, dressed in luxurious clothes and with an extremely arrogant look; his two empty trouser legs fluttered in the wind, making him look very imposing.

The crowd watching the case was chattering, all making sarcastic remarks: "A fat pig without legs can only sit, hehe."

"Now that you mention it, I feel like eating pig's trotters tonight..."

Zhang Yuanwai was immediately furious when the mocking voices reached his ears. He turned around and cursed, "Which two bastards said that? I'll have someone chop you into pieces!"

"quiet!"

The judge slammed the gavel, turned over the evidence, and asked, "Zhang Kunbin, someone has proven that you tortured and killed your maid. Is this true?"

"How can you listen to slanderous words when it is totally untrue?"

"Then where did they go?"

"I don't know either. Maybe she went back to her parents' home to visit her relatives." Mr. Zhang pinched his nose and flicked it casually. "The housekeeper is responsible for approving leave. You can ask him, sir."

"Visiting my parents?! The investigation report submitted by the Six Gates is that you placed many torture instruments in the secret room of your study, and often summoned the maids in your home to torture them to death in the middle of the night, and then secretly transported the bodies to the suburbs and abandoned them!"

"What makes you say that?" Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang's momentum was stronger than his. "Your Excellency saw it with your own eyes? How dare you make such a judgment!

"How are you going to explain the blood on those torture instruments?"

"I killed a pig in the house, and that's the pig's blood." Mr. Zhang sneered, as if nothing had happened.

This is the case.

He kept repeating the same things over and over again and refused to admit that he had committed the murder.

According to the principle of presumption of innocence, this case can only be classified as missing until the body and other physical evidence are found; the judge was also troubled.

Mr. Zhang's sister is the concubine of the head of the Song family, and he happened to be born in Luyang, where all his relatives and family were. He really did not dare to offend her. He did not even torture her in the past few days, and could not get a confession that could close the case.

In a dilemma, Mr. Zhang asked his servant to fetch a pile of papers, threw them on the ground, and angrily said, "These are the indentures of those slaves, which I bought with real money!

I didn't report them to the police for escaping, but you guys came to investigate me first?!"

The courtroom suddenly fell silent, but the crowd watching started to curse crazily, saying things like "giving birth to a son without an asshole";

They also knew that Mr. Zhang had a son who was sent to the Sword Sect, and they also attacked him: "Are you sure it's your child? You're so happy that you want to hold a banquet... but in the end you're raising a son for someone else!"