The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　He no longer looked like the cool and arrogant military officer, but was wearing an ordinary patrol uniform, which made his originally handsome face look a little old-fashioned.

　He looked at Xingmo, his mouth opened slightly, and finally closed again.

　"Long time no see, Master Zuo," Xing Mo greeted without any grudges. "Are you a patrol officer now?"

　"Don't call me Master Zuo, Miss Shikoti," Zuo Huai avoided Xing Mo's gaze, "I... I haven't thanked you yet. You rescued my mother from that village."

　"I will convey your thanks." Xing Mo nodded.

　"Then... I'll open the door for you."

　After Zuo Huai finished speaking, Xingmo and Aurora stepped aside. He took out the key from his pocket and opened the door to the evidence room.

　"this way please."

　Passing through the evidence room, there was a long black corridor with stairs leading down. As Xing Mo went deeper underground, he felt the string array disturbing his spiritual energy.

　Hmm...underground string array and evidence storage, a very standard configuration.

　As the three of them walked down, Zuo Huai opened up his conversation:

　"Well... I have to apologize to everyone first. After all, I was... blind before."

　"It's normal to be young and reckless." Xing Mo was very calm.

　"You can't say that. I wasn't just young and frivolous..." Zuo Huai murmured, "I was like a gangster, relying on my father's power to do evil, and I thought it was all my own strength."

　Quite self-aware...Xingmo was a little surprised.

　After all, the stupidest thing about most stupid people is that they don't realize they are stupid.

　Once you realize your own stupidity, the door to wisdom will open a corner.

　From this perspective, Xing Mo actually had some desire to talk to Zuo Huai.

　"Actually, your suspicion that we detained gang members that day was correct," Xingmo chuckled. "We did detain them, but you just couldn't find them."

　"...I guessed it." Zuo Huai nodded.

　"We are going to hand them over to Danzhou Prefecture. They should be sentenced to prison for trespassing and possessing prohibited weapons." Xing Mo blinked again.

　"Um..."

　Zuo Huai sighed softly

　He took a breath, led the way in front, and looked down at his own shadow.

　"The gang eventually went astray under Lin Yan's leadership," he murmured. "Actually, there are still many good people among them."

　"You mean this gang was pretty good before?" Xing Mo raised an eyebrow. "You should know what they did at the Dragon Boat Festival, right?"

　"I know, but...it really wasn't like this before."

　Zuo Huai shook his head and immediately began to narrate:

　"The gang started out as a group that followed Uncle Lin Kemu. Most of them were survivors of the Liudao Islands, and some were refugees from the border."

　"They all have one thing in common, which is that they are homeless, so when they gather together, they feel particularly righteous, after all, they are all homeless."

　"Originally... they were just a mutual aid group, with righteousness at the forefront, supporting each other."

　"But later... Uncle Lin Kemu's tobacco business was hindered by his peers. They united against him, forcing him into a corner."

　"The gangsters were sent to do the dirty work, and Lin Kemu promised them more pay. They stole and burned tobacco, ruining the businesses of their competitors. The remnants of the Liudao people, already resented the Yanxia people due to their displacement, but Lin Kemu's provocation completely unleashed their true nature."

　"Dad was also very anxious during that time. He originally didn't want to be exposed to too much of the dark side, but he and Lin Kemu were tied together...so he finally chose to condone the gang's evil deeds, even giving them the green light in many areas."

　"And then... Mom left him."

　Zuo Huai smiled bitterly and turned a corner with Xingmo and Aurora. The candlelight made his shadow very long and twisted.

　"My mother was an officer in the patrol. She dedicated most of her life to the people and couldn't accept that her husband was that kind of person."

　"But I didn't understand anything at the time... I thought my father was right because Lin Kemu brought damn gold to my house every year. I was used to wearing gold and silver jewelry around my neck. I didn't know it was wrong at all."

　"I chose to follow my father, and later I became the person you see."

　"So, you joined the army not to serve the people like your mother did," Xingmo pointed out sharply.

　"Yes," Zuo Huai shook his head, "I just did it... for my own face."

　He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and continued:

　"That's why I took the initiative to request to be transferred to the Patrol Bureau and start from the most grassroots work. I don't want to be another father... I don't want to go astray like him."

　"The direction is good." Xingmo said lightly.

　At this time, they finally ended their walk in the dark and came to a spacious stone hall.

　Zuo Huai led Xing Mo and Aurora to a corner of the stone hall, opened a small safe with a key, and then took two steps back.

　“It’s all in here,” he said.

　Xing Mo leaned over to take a look and saw that the small safe contained only simple things: a few old photos, a few pens that looked well-made, and a box.

　It was the box containing the reverse scale.

　When Xingmo took out the box, he saw the contents of the old photo out of the corner of his eye:

　That was a family photo of Zuo Shangtang. Zuo Huai in the photo was still very young.

　He left in such a hurry that he even left his past in the safe.

　""

　Xing Mo opened the box and his eyes fell on the scale with wavy light patterns. After checking that everything was fine, he closed the box.

　"We want to take this reverse scale away," Xingmo said, "where do we register it?"

　"This way."

　Zuo Huai glanced at the photo in the safe, then looked away and led Xing Mo to a table in the center of the stone hall to sign.

　After signing, he left the evidence room with Xingmo and Aurora in silence.

　It was not until they left the Patrol Bureau that Zuo Huai spoke in a low voice:

　"Well...I'm sorry to say this, but...if you two need any help from me in the future, please feel free to ask me. I will do my best."

　"Ok."

　Xing Mo waved and turned to leave.

　At this moment, a spark flashed through her mind, and she immediately turned around and said:

　"Actually, there's a favor I can do for you."

　She suddenly thought...the gang's superior is Linkmu...and Linkmu's superior is the Black Dragon Society.

　Now that the gang has fallen apart after the Dragon Boat Incident, the remnants must have a place to go.

　Now that Lin Kemu is dead, who can they turn to?

　""

　Hearing Xing Mo say that he needed help, Zuo Huai was stunned and immediately said:

　"Please, as long as I can."

　"We need you to cooperate with us in a play," Xingmo said, "This play... may determine the outcome of the next battle."

　In this way, perhaps we can follow the clues to find the Black Dragon Society, and thus find the qualifying characteristics to continue contact in the unknown area!

　What an unexpected bonus.

Chapter 411 When the Wind Howls (Part 8) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　After a while, in the Holy Tree Forest.

　In the prison made of vines, the survivors of the Liudao Island were hung, each of them unconscious.

　Suddenly, with a faint green light flashing on the vines, a man struggled to wake up.

　Sakamoto Itsuki

　When I opened my eyes, I saw a dozen or so colleagues hanging.

　My head hurts...

　My last memory... was leading people to attack the courtyard where the ambassadors lived...

　Then...in that yard...

　There's a monster...!

　Sakamoto Itsuki struggled violently, shouting softly while trying to wake up his colleagues around him.

　Unfortunately, his colleagues showed no signs of waking up.

　He then raised his head and tried to break free from the vines. After struggling for a while, the vines wrapped around his wrists broke with a "bang".

　"Ahem..."

　Sakamoto Itsuki fell to the ground, struggled to get up, and roughly checked his injuries.

　Surprisingly, he didn't even have any fatal injuries...he even seemed to be in good condition?

　I thought I was dead...

　Next... I have to find a way to escape...

　Sakamoto Shu raised his head and glanced at his brothers hanging on the tree.

　Sorry... Brothers... I will call for help soon...

　Sakamoto Itsuki took a deep breath, held it, lowered his posture, and moved towards the outskirts of the forest.

　He walked for a while in the dark forest and just when he felt he was about to lose his way, a signpost appeared in front of him.

　The road sign looked very simple, with an arrow drawn on it and two large characters written on it:

　"exit."

　Sakamoto Itsuki frowned, feeling a little lost for a moment.

　Is this a forest full of evil monsters? Why is there an exit sign?

　But he couldn't care less about so many things. The most important thing right now was to escape. Even if it was a trap, he had to charge forward.

　So, Sakamoto Itsuki followed the signs, crossed a muddy road, and came to an open space in the woods.

　Peeking out from between the bushes, he saw two girls sitting in the center of the woodland: one with fiery red hair, the other with silver hair.

　In the distance, she heard the two girls chatting loudly:

　"Ah, we have to send those Liudao survivors away tomorrow!" Vivian shouted at the top of her voice.

　"That's right." Alice nodded.

　"Damn it, I really want to..." Weiwei paused, glancing at the note in her hand, "I really want to... uh... sacrifice them with an evil blood sacrifice... to the great... hiss..."

　"Read it quickly." Alice whispered and poked Vivian's waist.

　"...A sacrifice to the great and holy Angel of Disaster! She has blessed me! She has given me life! I will offer this sacrifice to her!"

　After Vivian finished reading with a twitching mouth, she secretly glanced at the bushes beside her.

　A dragon's senses are very powerful, so how could anyone think they could avoid them by hiding in the bushes?

　""

　In the bushes, Sakamoto Itsuki listened to the conversation outside in fear, covering his pounding heart.

　The angel of disaster...the evil blood sacrifice...

　Oh my god...what was it that Young Master Zuo asked us to attack?

　Horrible pagans?

　He held his breath and continued to listen to the conversation between the two girls.

　"What a pity, we can't have a blood sacrifice this time, because the people in Danzhou Prefecture need to put them in jail!" Vivian exaggeratedly punched a table and broke it.

　"There's no other way. They're even using prison carts to send those Liudao survivors away..." Alice said in a gloomy voice, "In my opinion... if we just... ahem... send them all away, it will be much easier..."

　Oh my God...what horrible words...Sakamoto Itsuki felt the scream in his throat was about to burst out.

　"Oh, it doesn't matter. Let them take the prison van!" Vivian shouted. "That prison van will depart from the north gate, pass the edge of Maple Leaf Plain, and then arrive at Sea Cliff Prison?"