Chapter 142 – The Discouraged Golden Gongs

The shockwave turned into a frenzy, spreading in ripples, kicking up dust and debris, washing down distant houses and annihilating many lives without a sound.

With muffled grunts, each of the four golden gongs took different means of defense, using their strength to float into the distance, not daring to be at the center of the explosion.

When everything calmed down and the figure of the black-robed man was long lost, the four Golden Gongs were relieved in their hearts and couldn’t help but surge with anger.

“What’s this guy’s deal? I mean that arm.” The white-clad warlock appeared suddenly, his back to the crowd.

“Arm?” The golden gong with the sword asked rhetorically.

“From what I’ve observed, that arm isn’t his, and the demonic aura is so terrifying that I’ve only seen it in my life.” The white-robed warlock said.

Jiang Luzhong stared at the white-clothed warlock’s back, “Yang Qianyi, your eyes grow on your back?”

The white-clothed warlock called Yang Qianyi said, “Before he left, I peeked back.”

“….” Jiang Ruizhong said helplessly, “Can you turn around and talk properly, you didn’t used to be like this.”

“Allow me to refuse, Yang does things as he pleases and doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion.” He finished, explaining:

“I’ve carefully observed Mr. Supervisor Zheng and Wei Yuan, haven’t you noticed that one of them always likes to stand in the lookout hall, with his back to you; the other always likes to sit on the Bagua Terrace, with his back to us.

“And we would think that both Wei Yuan and the teacher are very high-minded.”

…. The four golden gongs felt like there was something in their brains that they wanted to vomit, but they couldn’t.

Jiang Ruizhong shook his head and returned to the topic, “So it seems that based on the information available so far, that hand is the seal underneath Sangpo.”

The sealing thing under the Sangpo …. Yang Qianyi frowned, he had just returned to the capital the day before yesterday, and today he had come over on behalf of the Si Tian Supervisor to help round up a berserker.

Instead, he also knew that the Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple had been bombed a while ago, but he hadn’t paid much attention to it, and it was well known that warlocks could stay away for ten years as long as they had a refining room and alchemy experimentation room, and meals were delivered on time.

“That monk is, more than likely, Heng Hui.” The golden gong with the sword said.

Listening to the golden gongs talking to each other, Yang Qianliang had a head full of questions and became more and more curious.

“If we can catch him, we’ll know the whereabouts of County Princess Pingyang.” Jiang Lizhong said.

Princess Pingyang? The Pingyang County Lord who disappeared more than a year ago? Yang Qianliang remembered that when this county princess disappeared, the Divine Constabulary Warlocks almost came out and made a big commotion.

When he heard this, he could no longer resist, and with his back turned, he asked:

“It’s only been a few days since the Sampo case happened, and you night watchmen have gotten so far into the case? Wait …. How come I haven’t heard about it from the masters and brothers of the Heavenly Superintendent, don’t tell me that you haven’t asked them to assist in handling the case. Your night watchman’s ability to handle cases is not this strong.”

This high-grade warlock was filled with fog.

According to reason, Sang Po such a big case, it is unlikely that the warlock of the Divine Constabulary will not talk to him, after all, the Divine Constabulary often assists the imperial court in handling cases, and the exchange of information between the internals is a common occurrence.

However, Yang Qianyi had not heard of information such as Heng Hui or Pingyang County Lord at all.

Yang Yan opened his mouth in a rare manner and said, “Our night watchman didn’t even send out a golden gong, and the one who handled the case was a mediocre gong.”

What does this have to do with you, your tone is so complacent …. Yang Qianyi didn’t turn around, his heart slandered, and he asked in return, “Causeway? You guys talk to me.”

“You should recognize this gong, well, because he’s famous in the Si Tian Supervisor.” Jiang Lunzhong recalled the rumors about Xu Qi’an, knowing that he had once lectured to white-clothed magicians at the Si Tian Supervisor, “His name is Xu Qi’an.”

“Xu Qi’an?!” Yang Qianyi’s voice rose a few points.

Xu Qi An this person he knows, just returned to the Si Tian Supervision know this number of people, even to give lectures to the senior brothers, really too much love to show off …. It is a formidable enemy.

I didn’t realize that he was also responsible for the Sampo case, and he seems to be doing a good job and making a big splash ….. He’s a formidable opponent.

“What is the origin of that arm?” Nangong Qianrou said with hatred.

“I don’t know, but its owner is definitely above the second grade, I don’t know much about the Wufu system …. Heh, of course, don’t care to understand.” Yang Qianyi spoke in a deep tone, like an invincible and lonely swordsman.

This man has been away from the capital for a few months, and his condition is getting worse …. The golden gongs thought to themselves.

……

After yesterday’s exertion, Xu Qi’an, who was carrying minor injuries, overslept and when he got up, it was already dawn.

The dawning hour must have passed, and anyway, being late, instead of being in a hurry, he slowly dressed and washed up, and went over the wall to the main house for breakfast.

A long way away, I heard the gluttonous child wailing, crying in the middle of the air, like a hungry dragon roar.

When she entered the front hall, her second uncle had already left for work, her late-rising aunt and Ling Yue were eating breakfast, and Xu Lingyin swung her hands behind her at her sides, leaned forward, and sent out a sonic attack at her mother.

Auntie, who had a beautiful face but a dignified temperament, had her eyebrows knitted together and ate with her head bowed in silence.

Green E was there to comfort the little doujinshi.

“What’s going on here?” Xu Qi’an came in with a smile.

Xu Lingyue’s eyes lit up as she turned her head and leapt, “Big brother is off today?”

“Overslept …..” Xu Qi’an was ashamed.

“Big brother big brother,” Xu Lingyin ran over with her short little legs, grabbing the hem of Xu Qi’an’s coat with one little hand and pointing at her mother and sister with the other little hand, and said with righteous indignation, “They robbed me of my chicken legs, they even robbed the children of their chicken legs …. Ow ow ow ….”

So excessive? Xu Qi’an scrutinized his aunt and sister.

The aunt grunted and didn’t bother to explain.

Xu Ling Yue helplessly said, “Last night, Suzume had a leftover chicken leg that she didn’t want to eat and brought it back inside. When she woke up this morning and realized that the chicken leg was missing, she thought that Mother and I had stolen it.”

That should have been last night after I left, or else it would now be Xu Lingyin tugging on her mother’s sleeve and accusing me of stealing her chicken leg to eat …. Xu Qi’an stroked Little DouDing’s brain:

“Big brother is the best at solving crimes, big brother will do it for you.”

Little DouDing was very happy when he heard it, thinking that big brother was the best, except for the fact that he liked to rob him of his food, pulling the hem of his big brother’s coat to death, and glaring at his mother and sister with the same hatred as him.

Xu Lingyue met her big brother’s eyes and said, “I asked the maid who took care of her, and the maid said that Suzume got up in the middle of the night and ate it, but she didn’t believe it at all.”

Xu Qi’an lowered his head and asked, “Did you eat it then?”

Xu Jingyin blurted out, “I didn’t.”

Xu Lingyue said, “The maid said she ate it with her eyes closed, and we found the chicken leg bones at the end of her bed, gnawed cleanly, the way she ate it.”

“Big brother, must have been eaten by sister, sister lied.” Xu Suoyin couldn’t accept the fact that the chicken leg she couldn’t bear to eat was eaten by herself.

“Big brother already knows who ate it.”

“Whoops.”

You are mouth eaten, but your brain does not know …. Xu Qi’an said, “It’s a ghost.”

“Dead ghost ah?” Xu Suoyin was so shocked that her pronunciation was not standardized in fear.

“Don’t scare the child.” The aunt said unhappily, adding to her infant daughter, “Ghosts sprinkled with salt and fried in oil are better than chicken legs.”

Xu Lingyin was scared and yearning at the sound of it.

…..

After breakfast, Xu Qi’an rode his horse to the Yamen, and Song Tingfeng, who was squinting, said, “Ning Banquet, Wei Gong has just sent someone to invite and seek you to go to the Haoqi Building.”

“You didn’t say I was late, did you?” Xu Qi’an said.

“I’d say you’re scurrying thin in the outhouse.” He said, narrowing his eyes.

“….” Xu Qi’an nodded and turned his head to go to the Haoqi Building.

After the guards had passed the word, he ascended the stairs at a quick pace, and was then taken aback by the scene before him.

In addition to Wei Yuan, there are four golden gongs in the tea room, and they are all carrying injuries, and Yang Yan’s arm is hanging with gauze, as if his arm bone is fractured.

Jiang Lunzhong’s forehead was bandaged tightly, and he wore only one boot on his foot, the other wrapped in thick gauze.

Nangong Qianrou looked normal on the outside, but her face was as pale as paper.

Another unrecognizable gong, with his head wrapped in thick gauze, felt like he had been in a street fight and had his head cracked open.

The scene was both absurd and comical, the hallowed high-grade martial artists looked like a group of hooligans who had lost a group fight and were somewhat downcast.

“Pfft…” Xu Qi’an twisted her head, unable to hold back her laughter.

“What are you laughing at?” The four golden gongs stared at him expressionlessly.

“I didn’t laugh…” denied Xu Qi’an.

Wei Yuan greeted Xu Qi’an and pointed to the opposite seat for him to sit down, saying, “Last night, Heng Hui appeared, targeting the Palace of the Minister of War.”

Xu Qi An put away his teasing expression and turned serious: “A few golden gongs ….”

Wei Yuan nodded, “Heng Hui injured, last night the Yamen set up a bureau in the Ministry of War’s residence and the First Minister’s residence, four golden gongs, plus the Supervisor’s third disciple Yang Qianyi, five fourth grade masters didn’t leave Heng Hui behind.”

For this ending, Xu Qi’an was both shocked and not shocked, five fourth-grade masters coming together was something he hadn’t expected, and not shocked because he felt that the seal underneath the Sang Po should be in such a bit of shape.

“Did you see what came?” Xu Qi’an asked about the sealing object itself.

“A broken hand.” Kang Lut-Chung replied.

Sure enough …. Sure enough, it was that odd hand, Xu Qi’an looked to Wei Yuan, “Duke Wei, how many grades is this?”

With such strength in one hand, what realm should the master be in?

“At least second grade.” Wei Yuan said.

At least second grade, but odds are it’s first grade right …. Otherwise, it couldn’t have been sealed instead of exterminated …. Xu Qi’an guessed, “What exactly is the origin of that sealing object, and is it related to the demon race.”

“This matter involves a great hidden secret, the specifics are not clear to me.” Wei Yuan refused to disclose.

A severed hand, a powerful man, involving the Divine Constabulary, the Imperial Family and the Buddhist Sect. It also involved history from five hundred years ago. Xu Qi’an thought, sweeping a glance at the golden gongs, trying to see something in their eyes.

The golden gongs ignored the observations of the little gongs.

“Heng Hui has a breath shielding magic weapon on him, all we can say for sure at the moment is that he hasn’t left the city yet, I will report the situation to His Majesty this morning.” Wei Yuan said mildly:

“You keep checking yours.”

Xu Qi’an caught the Grand Eunuch’s hint, “Where is the Minister of War?”

“In the name of protection, house arrest in the mansion.” Wei Yuan took a sip of tea.

“I will go and investigate.” Xu Qi’an understood.

Wei Yuan mentioned, “Zhang Shangshu is a second rank official, so pay attention to the proportion. Above the fourth rank, no qi lookout techniques are used, this is the rule, but you can still bring along a warlock.”

This is to say that although the warlock’s accusations cannot be used as evidence, they can provide me with a reference …. Xu Qi’an clasped his fists, “Yes.”

He glanced at the frustrated gold gongs and gave another “pfft”, exiting the tea room before they could get angry.

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Half of this chapter was coded on my phone, sorry for the typos, remember to pick them out for me and I’ll come over and change them in half an hour.