MTL - The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 338: How could a city full of people be inferior to Tong Tianyou?

“Boy, what do you want from our Demon Suppression Department?”

Yang Guang looked at the young yamen servant and asked casually.

“Several officials are coming from the south. The county magistrate would like to invite some of them to meet and discuss important matters.” The young government official replied quickly.

"Let's wait until we meet Mr. Tong before meeting the county magistrate." Qi Yuan said casually.

 In order to investigate the cause of Tong Youwei's death and find Tong Tianyou, we also need to obtain some clues from the county magistrate.

The young yamen servant’s face showed joy: “I’m just waiting here for you guys.”

 Finally, the people from the Demon Suppression Department were invited, and the young yamen officer was very excited.

According to what the county magistrate said, the Demon Suppression Department is the most powerful in Fengyuan. It specializes in slaying demons and slaying demons. Maybe it can solve the siege of Zhenyang.

Zhenyang has been an isolated city for three years.

 The wooden box was opened, and there was a lot of white silver inside, as well as some jewelry.

The steward lowered his head and said: "Even the little ones don't know about this matter. There are rumors... that there is a thief in our Tong Mansion.

He seemed to be worried about the young master being kidnapped by the demon clan.

The steward ordered to go down, and after about a few dozen breaths, several burly soldiers entered the room carrying wooden boxes.

However, this financial resources coupled with private soldiers have already demonstrated the powerful power of the Tong family.

If she had not entered the underworld, she might still be moved by seeing this, but now she is calm.

Mr. Tong is sixty years old. He is very old and his breathing is weak.

Qi Yuan and others filed in and looked at Mr. Tong who was leaning on the bed.

This woman is Mrs. Tong who went to Wangshan Temple to kowtow and ask for medicine.

Yang Guang looked at Mr. Tong and asked softly: "Mr. Tong, Tong Tianyou, we will find it ourselves. What we want to know now is... the cause of Tong Youwei's death."

 Outside the courtyard, there were many maids standing, all with gloomy expressions.

 If you bring it back... you will be rewarded heavily. "

 Led by the steward, a group of people headed towards the depths of Tong Mansion.

  After all, being a slave in a wealthy family like Tong Mansion is much better and more respectable than being a mud-legged person.

Seeing the visitor, Mr. Tong opened his turbid eyes: "Sir, you must bring my grandson back.

 It seems that the water behind is very deep.

"Your Tong family is very well guarded. How could a monster invade and kill Tong Youwei without knowing it?" Yang Guang couldn't help but ask.

 Otherwise, if the steward hears this, he will think that the imperial court is here to suppress the Tong Mansion and charge him with rebellion.

 An Qiao was filled with emotion when she saw this scene.

 Perhaps, if you want to get out of the Tong Mansion, you will have to fight.

In just a short moment, he saw no less than fifty private soldiers patrolling.

As a local noble, Tong Mansion has nearly a thousand soldiers and hundreds of armored soldiers.

 The communication between the three of them is through sound transmission.

This woman is just over forty years old. Her skin is well maintained, but she also has white hair.

At that time, after Young Master Youwei died, the Master was furious and purged all the slaves. Anyone who was suspected would be beaten to death! "

Yang Guang smiled, but said with a sigh: "No wonder everyone wants to be a noble family. They have everything from soldiers to food and fields. The Tong family is like a small royal family."

About a quarter of an hour later, everyone walked around and finally arrived at the residence of Master Tong.

An Qiao quickly agreed: "The master's life is life, but the slave's life is not?"

About a few dozen breaths later, in an antique house.

With such a powerful force, the eldest young master was killed for no reason, and the young master was kidnapped.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but said: "This game is still too rigid. There should be a task for us to find out the cause of death of these people who were killed with sticks, so that there can be a reversal."

These forces cannot be underestimated.

 Tong Mansion is more like a large manor than a courtyard, and even has a martial arts arena.

The woman with white hair sat on the edge of the bed, crying.

“Let’s go and see your master.” Qi Yuan said.

 As you go deeper, you can see burly guards patrolling with strong blood energy from time to time.

Mr. Tong waved his hand.

 The people of Zhenyang have been suffering from demons for a long time.

 They wore soft armor, fine swords hanging from their waists, and they were well-dressed.

At this time, the steward couldn't help crying: "Our ancestors have been working in the Tong family for generations. If the young master cannot come back and the Tong family is separated, where will we go?"

 His sadness is not fake.

The white-haired woman's hands froze, as if she heard her son's name, tears fell like rain: "My ten-month-old son was born in a miserable life... because my mother failed to protect you."

 Master Tong also had a sad look in his eyes.

 "Youwei...should have died in the hands of...the flower demon Manluo!" Master Tong's eyes flashed with hatred.

Yang Guang’s eyes lit up.

 Sure enough, important information is here.

Qi Yuan stood quietly aside with a playful look on his face.

His nose has not grown longer, which shows that Mr. Tong is right, and Tong Youwei did die at the hands of the flower demon Manluo.

“My poor grandson was also kidnapped by the flower demon Manluo!” If the hatred in the eyes can kill people, it is estimated that the flower demon Manluo has been killed by Master Tong’s eyes.

Hmm, my nose hasn’t gotten longer, that’s true.

This task... is simply terrifying?

 Just ask any NPC and you will know the result?

"What's the grudge between the flower demon Man Luo Ke and the Tong family?" Yang Guang continued to ask.

 In order to investigate the truth, we must also investigate the murderer’s motive.

 Master Tong's face changed slightly when he heard this.

 The tears that Mrs. Tong had stopped flowing began to flow again at this moment.

Mr. Tong’s voice also became hoarse and distressed.

“I have been very obedient to Youwei all my life. I agreed to whatever he said, for fear of violating his wishes.

He wants an oiran, and I will give it to him; he wants the blood of a unicorn, and I will send people to hunt it in the Shu Demon Mountain.

 But he... wants to marry a monster and enter the gate of my Tong family.

This is also the first time I lost my temper with him. Our human race and the demon race are incompatible with each other. If we want to marry a demon race, there is no way! "

“So, this flower demon Manluo is the one Tong Youwei loves?” An Qiao asked.

  Many thoughts flashed through An Qiao's mind.

Based on her years of experience watching TV, Flower Demon Manluo holds a grudge when Mr. Tong breaks up the couple.

She complained that Tong Youwei had changed his mind, so she cut out Tong Youwei's heart and robbed Tong Youwei's son.

Things were straightened out at once and seemed very simple.

“Yes, I didn’t want her to come into my house at first, and Youwei resented me, but later... Youwei still understood our difficulties.

He and Yun Niang treated each other with respect, and after Yun Niang left, he never married again. " Mrs. Tong said, with nostalgia for the past in her eyes, "I really think Man Luo is poaching my heart, not my promising heart, my poor son. "

 Mrs. Tong was a little excited.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan’s nose did not become longer.

 This means that what Mrs. Tong and Mr. Tong are saying now is the truth.

 Tong Youwei did have his heart ripped out by the flower demon Manluo and died.

"Ahem..." At this moment, Mr. Tong coughed and coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth.

 Mrs. Tong hurriedly went to wait on her.

Yang Guang and others also understand that it is not appropriate to stay here now.

"Mr. Tong, you need to rest well first. We will find Tong Tianyou." After Yang Guang finished speaking, he left with Qi Yuan and others.

 “What do you think?” At this time, Yang Guang said.

“If what they said is true, Tong Youwei’s death would be very simple.

We only need to find the flower demon Manluo, and everything will be revealed. "An Qiao responded.

“Okay, let’s go see the county magistrate.

It seems that the difficulty in this mission is not the death of Tong Youwei, but the finding of Tong Tianyou.

This Shu Monster Mountain has three thousand demon soldiers. It looks like it will be a tough battle! "Yang Guang is full of fighting spirit.

 Compared with investigating the truth, he prefers to confront others head-on.

 …

There are black blood stains on the mottled wall, and there are many knife marks on the brick wall.

The county lieutenant was wearing armor, tall and tall, with sunken eyes and bright eyes, but his expression was very unkind at this time.

“Humph, Zhenyang was besieged for three years, and I sent letters to the court many times, but no one paid attention.

 One of the heirs of the Tong family disappeared, and the imperial court sent the Demon Suppression Department to investigate.

 Haha... Could it be that all the people in the city are not as good as that Tong Tianyou? "

 The county captain was particularly dissatisfied, and even more disgusted with the aristocratic family.

 He was a refugee commander and once raised troops to resist the demon clan.

However, he was weak and ultimately failed. He entered Zhenyang City and became a county lieutenant, in charge of the military affairs of the county.

The county magistrate is a young old man who always has a kind smile on his face: "Old Li, if you are dissatisfied, you will be dissatisfied. Don't show it when the angels come."

"Humph." County Captain Li snorted coldly, with a look of reluctance on his face, and then became sighing, "I understand that the people in the city can't wait."

 When he was young, he led hundreds of young men in the village to kill demons and protect his family and the village, and he was very successful.

At that time, the government sent people to Zhao'an. He had won many battles at that time and was proud and arrogant. Naturally, he did not take the government seriously.

Seeing that the imperial edict was unsuccessful, the government colluded with the demon clan. All his soldiers died at the hands of the demon clan.

 He was too ashamed to return to the village.

 Otherwise, he would not know how to answer when those old, young, women and children asked about their sons, husbands or fathers.

 He was angry at Shu Yao Mountain.

 Because the military advisor of Shu Yaoshan is a person who ordered the government to secure him.

“Sigh, I don’t know how long Zhenyang City can be defended.” The county official hunched over, as if this would be more comfortable.

 At this moment, the sound of footsteps came.

The county magistrate's spirit perked up and his waist straightened at this moment. He hurriedly looked at the door and walked toward it.

The county lieutenant also hurriedly followed.

“The angels came from afar, and a certain person held a banquet, and invited the angels to enjoy it!” The county magistrate spoke with a spring breeze on his face.

 Outside, it was the young yamen servant, Qi Yuan and others.

Qi Yuan's eyes lit up: "It's good to have a banquet. It's better to have a banquet in advance."

Last time, when the game was over, he didn’t even get to eat.

The county official reminded him that he could eat first.

　　It would be great to kill the demon after finishing the meal.

 “Please also ask the angel to follow me into the house.” The county official said quickly.

The county lieutenant was also looking at the three people from the Demon Suppression Division with a solemn expression.

 Obviously, he realized that the person coming from the Demon Suppression Division was quite strong.

Everyone exchanged a few brief greetings and then walked into the house.

 In the room, there was a banquet table with more than a dozen hot dishes, which were steaming hot. Qi Yuan and others were sitting casually, and the aroma hit their faces.

"I love eating at a banquet the most." Qi Yuan was not polite and ate as soon as he sat down.

Most of the dozen or so hot dishes are vegetarian, and there are only four meat dishes.

 Qi Yuan ate with gusto, but An Qiao and Yang Guang did not use their chopsticks.

 The two of them are not interested in ancient delicacies.

 Furthermore, the food looks very ordinary and a bit crude.

Seeing that the two of them refused to eat, the county magistrate quickly said: "Zhenyang City has been besieged for three years, and supplies are in short supply. We can't come up with anything good to entertain you. Don't blame me, angels!"

“I just had dinner, I’m not hungry.” Yang Guang replied, picking up a piece of radish with his chopsticks.

However, the taste of the radish is a bit bland, it seems that there is not enough salt.

"You guys put too little salt in it." Yang Guang commented casually, stroking his bald head. The county magistrate smiled awkwardly: "Zhenyang City was besieged, business roads were cut off, and private salt was lacking."

“So serious?” Yang Guang was stunned. Suddenly, he thought of what he saw on the way to the county government office.

It seems that I didn’t see any young people, only old, young, women and children.

Even the yamen servants seem to be half-grown children.

Before the county magistrate could speak, the county captain couldn't help but said: "What the angels don't know is that since the aristocratic families moved south, those of us who stayed in the north have become the food of the demon tribe.

There was a shortage of food and salt in the city, so we had to send people out of the city to buy food and salt at great risk.

 Along the way, it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall into the hands of the demon clan and become a food ration for three times out of ten. Alas. "

The county lieutenant's eyes were filled with deep helplessness.

Ten teams set off, but only three were able to return with salt or food.

 The rest were either buried in the demon's belly or... their whereabouts are unknown.

When Yang Guang heard this, anger burst out in his eyes: "These demon clans should be wiped out!"

At this time, the county magistrate hurriedly asked: "Angel, is there any news from the court? When will the king regain the north?"

The county lieutenant also looked at Yang Guang expectantly.

Being stared at like this, Yang Guang was a little embarrassed. He touched his head and said, "I don't know about this."

Although he is a member of the Demon Suppression Department, he is not a member of the Demon Suppression Department.

He naturally didn’t know when Fengyuan would regain the northern land.

When the county official received this answer, his originally straight waist became stooped again, and his energy suddenly dropped.

The Demon Suppressing Division is the emperor's personal guard, and he is the most well-informed person in the court.

These people all said they didn't know, which shows... there was no mention of recovering the Northland at all in the court.

 The last hope in the county's heart was extinguished.

Soon he smiled bitterly. Today, the southward migration is still continuing, and the northern expedition is just a luxury.

“Do the princes in the court have any instructions to convey?” the county magistrate asked again.

 “No.” Yang Guang continued to eat the carrot.

 It’s true that he doesn’t know other wild vegetables and is afraid of getting sick from eating them.

When the county official heard this answer, he choked for words.

Chaotang, I have forgotten Zhenyang City.

He was unwilling to ask again: "This time the angel came to Zhenyang, when will he return?"

“I’ll leave as soon as I find Tong Tianyou.” Yang Guang answered truthfully.

 The county gentleman’s face changed slightly.

The county lieutenant slammed his chopsticks on the table: "The court misses the heirs of the Tong family!"

As for the people in the city, can you mention it?

The county magistrate quickly stood up and apologized: "I have disturbed the three angels, please forgive me."

 “It’s okay.” Yang Guang replied in a low voice.

Having completed many missions, he naturally knows that the people in these mission worlds are real people.

 It’s not the data in the game.

Seeing Fengyuan's people suffering, he felt uncomfortable.

At this time, the county magistrate said: "When you all leave, can you take some... children away with you?"

 Nowadays, Zhenyang City has no hope.

 Breakthrough is impossible.

 Only a small, elite team like the Demon Suppression Division is safe if they leave.

What the county official wanted to do was to rely on these nearly twenty members of the Demon Suppression Department to bring some fire.

 Although, I may only be able to bring a dozen people.

 But if one person can survive... isn't that also living?

 In Zhenyang City today, young and middle-aged people suffer heavy casualties.

 The proportion of young adults guarding the city walls is only one third.

 The remaining two-thirds are half white-haired soldiers and half child soldiers.

When Yang Guang heard this, he looked ashamed: "This... we can't do it, sorry."

 After completing their mission, they left this world directly and returned to their base.

 Can’t bring people back.

When the county official heard this, his body stiffened and the iconic smile on his face disappeared.

The county lieutenant picked up his chopsticks, picked up the vegetables, and ate slowly. While eating, he said, "Angels have important military affairs to do. How can we delay?"

 County Lieutenant Lao Li's voice was quite strange.

 He was very dissatisfied with the imperial court.

Yang Guang became increasingly embarrassed and speechless.

 The atmosphere on the court became awkward.

 Everyone was enjoying the banquet, without the intimacy and familiarity they had just now.

The county minister hunched over and didn't speak anymore, as if whoever spoke was embarrassed.

　About a hundred breaths of time passed, and Qi Yuan put down his chopsticks.

“Okay, the banquet is finished, we should kill some monsters!” Qi Yuan clapped his hands and stood up.

 We have eaten all the food. If we don’t kill the demon, wouldn’t it be in vain?

 “The angel... wants to kill the demon?” The county official was slightly stunned.

Aren't these members of the Demon Suppression Department here with the mission of rescuing Tong Tianyou?

　　Why do you still want to kill monsters?

“Well, I have been in love with the monsters on Shu Monster Mountain for a long time, and I am going to hunt them.

By the way, do you have a map of Shu Yaoshan, as well as the distribution of their troops and their strength? "Qi Yuan is once again a hand-in-hand party.

“Could it be that the Demon Suppression Division wants to take action against Shu Demon Mountain?” The county magistrate’s eyes lit up.

“No, it’s me who wants to attack the monster in Shu Monster Mountain.” Qi Yuan said softly.

Yang Guang added next to him: "Brother Qi wants to hunt some monsters and extract the blood essence of the monsters to increase his strength."

Hearing this, the county magistrate’s newly ignited hope disappeared again.

 Extracting demon blood to increase strength, there must be only a small number of demon hunters.

 It seems that the imperial court really has no intention to control Zhenyang City.

However, no matter what, it is always a good thing for Zhenyang City when angels go hunting demons and kill one by one.

 The county official is willing to help.

 “Come here, bring up the map of Shu Yao Mountain!”

 Not long after, the too-young yamen officer delivered the map to Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan took the map and said, "Thank you. As a reward, after killing the demon, the corpse will be given to you and used as food.

 Would you like to send some people with me to move the monster’s body? "

“But, Huo Mushi, haven’t you always wanted to visit Shu Yao Mountain?

This time I just have the opportunity to take a few people with me and follow these angels. "The county captain spoke, his voice rolling.

The young man named Huo Mushi's eyes lit up and he immediately clasped his fists: "Thank you, angel."

This Huo Mushi is the government servant I met in Tong Mansion before. Judging from his age, he is only twelve or thirteen years old, so he can be regarded as a child soldier.

“Your name is Huo Mushi?” Qi Yuan was surprised, with a strange look in his eyes.

Huo Mushi was slightly stunned: "My lord, I have heard of Xiao Xiao."

"I've heard of Huo Mushi with the same name, but he... is a general." Qi Yuan recalled that some time ago, he and Ning Tao pretended to be students in class and learned a piece of history.

 Historically, there was a famous general named Huo Mushi.

The experience of this famous general is quite strange. When he was young, he was taught the art of war and martial arts by a **** in his dream.

This Huo Mushi became the refugee commander. At the height of his power, he had more than 100,000 elite soldiers under his command.

 This person ended a chaotic period.

 In terms of achievements, it is comparable to Guo Ziyi of the Tang Dynasty on Blue Star.

But Qi Yuan didn’t think much about it.

As for games, it’s normal for the settings to be based on reality.

Perhaps, the prototype of this Huo Mushi is the real Huo Mushi.

 “Call people over here, let’s go, hunt monsters!” Qi Yuan said.

 When you are full of wine and food, you have a strong desire, so you have to kill some Bai Yueguang.

 “Okay!” Huo Mushi straightened his back quickly and looked happy.

At this time, Qi Yuan asked: "Does the county magistrate know where the flower demon Manluo is now?"

“This demon... I have heard rumors about the chaos in Tong Mansion, and it is the flower demon Manluo.

This demon should be in Shu Demon Mountain. I don’t know the specific location.

If an angel is in a hurry to find this demon, he can go to Wangshan Temple to see its abbot.

 This demon lived in Wangshan Temple before it transformed. It has a close relationship with the abbot, so he may know about it. "

“Oh, Wangshan Temple?” Qi Yuan opened the map and immediately saw Wangshan Temple.

He wondered: "Wangshan Temple is located in Shu Yao Mountain. Why... the demon clan still keeps this temple?"

“Humph, because the military advisor of Shu Demon Mountain is the disciple of Wangshan Temple!” The county captain mentioned this with a bad tone.

 He has a **** feud with the military advisor of Shu Monster Mountain.

"This setting is a bit complicated. It seems that the host of Wangshan Temple... is also a key mission figure." Qi Yuan said casually.

With his many years of experience in playing games, there must be something wrong with the host of Wangshan Temple.

Yang Guang nodded, agreeing with Qi Yuan's words.

The county magistrate and county lieutenant next to him were confused and couldn't understand Qi Yuan's words.

“Let’s go to Wangshan Temple first, and then kill the monster.” Qi Yuan stood up.

Yang Guang, as a temporary bodyguard, also hurriedly followed.

 The same goes for Anqiao.

 Soon, only the county minister and the county captain were left in the room.

“Hurry and pack them away, these delicious food...reward the soldiers on the city wall. They probably won’t have the taste of meat in their mouths for some time.” The county magistrate hunched over and looked at the hot food on the table, with a trace of aftertaste in his eyes.

His food has not been this good for a long time. He still has the credit of the Demon Suppression Division, so he prepares more abundant food.

“These people from the Demon Suppression Department...should be the ones who picked up the Tong family.

 Can the Tong family’s food and livestock be left to us? "The county lieutenant pinched his beard and looked incomprehensible.

 Once the Tong family is taken away by the people from the Demon Suppression Division, the power in the city will weaken.

 Zhenyang City...is really hopeless.

 “Alas.” The county official sighed, “The noble family is good.”

Zhenyang City is in crisis, and the county magistrate often goes to Tongjia Manor for help.

 It's a pity that Mr. Tong doesn't care about guarding Yangcheng at all.

 Neither troops nor food were sent out.

 As a county magistrate, there is nothing he can do against Mr. Tong.

 First of all, Mr. Tong is a powerful man with thousands of private soldiers and a fortress built inside. In terms of strength, he is stronger than Zhenyang City.

 Secondly, Mr. Tong also has an official status, and he is a filial family. Fengyuan ruled the world with filial piety, and being a filial family was a great honor, and it was regarded as a gold medal to avoid death.

 Thirdly, Mr. Tong has connections in the court. If he is offended severely, he may lose his legitimacy as a county official.

 The last two points are not something the county official cares about.

 But the first point he couldn't ignore.

He is very fond of the Tong family's private soldiers. If they help guard... Zhenyang City's life will be much easier.

pity…

 (End of this chapter)