But as he rubbed, the spiritual power became gentle again, gently stroked Ling Ge's face and slowly disappeared.

Until Ling Ge washed his whole body and turned his body to a white white state, and changed his clothes and sat next to Gong Jiyi, he still had a smelly face and turned his head to look at her.

Ling Ge poured tea himself and laughed: "Young Master Gong is really gorgeous in the world, even if he is angry, he looks so good."

Gong Jiyi almost broke his skills. He stretched out his hand and exposed a string of pink bead chains, which were small and round, exuding a gentle luster.

He said with a stern face: "You wear this beaded chain around your neck and you are not allowed to take it off. If you have any problems in the future, you can use it to talk to me directly."

"The others are ordinary good pearls, only this one," he pointed to a darker pink bead in the middle. "This is a magic weapon. If you use spiritual power to warm it up, it will produce the spirit of the instrument in the future, and its effect will become greater and greater."

Ling Ge knew that Gong Jiyi could definitely find himself through this magic weapon. After looking at his face, he still put it on his neck honestly.

Gong Jiyi then chuckled softly.

"The person who sent out to investigate the traitor of the He family has also been informed tonight."

Ling Ge suddenly felt energetic, "Really? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly!"

Gong Jiyi called someone to bring food, sat opposite Ling Ge, and talked while eating.

It turned out that after discussing the surveillance between both parties, Ling Ge put all his thoughts on Song Mao's side, and did not ask about the He family and Song Fengming's search for traitors.

In the past few days, Song Fengming has indeed done what he said, using all the relationships and powers of the Song family leader to find out where new cultivators are coming.

Now, it’s not long since then, and I’ve already gained some insights.

The people below reported that several suspicious cultivators were found in the east of the city, and their appearances were similar to those of the portrait. They seemed to have a good cultivation level, but they lived in a quiet place, did not go out during the day and were not at home at night.

After discussing with Elder He, Song Fengming probably wanted to arrest all of these people for trial in a spirit of being better than letting go.

Today, Song Fengming's people have been wandering around the east of the city for a day and have set up the site in advance.

Ling Ge picked up a chopstick of meat and fell into the bowl in shock.

"In the capital, just catch them directly, and arrest them all?"

What a guy, this is even more bold and wild than Song Mao!

"This emperor is not surnamed Song either. Aren't he afraid that the court will send someone to arrest him?"

Although the emperor has no cultivation, the national teacher is still there!

That's the person who walks sideways across the entire Shengzhou continent!

Gong Jiyi wiped his mouth gracefully, and then spoke slowly: "The Song family has been in the capital for more than 100 years. Before the founding of Anlong Kingdom, it was a great family. To be precise, after the founding of the country, the status of the Song family was not as good as before."

"Song Fengming is very ambitious and has strong scheming. Although he surrenders on the surface, he never stopped his small private moves. Otherwise, how could they marry the He family in Qingbo Country?"

"Their plan seems a bit bold this time. After all, it is because Song Fengming did not really care about the court, and he relied on the Song family's deep foundation and would definitely use other methods to cover up this matter."

For example, create some big chaos in the east area of ​​the city.

Anyway, their targets are people who have no relatives or friends in Beijing. As long as they cover up well afterwards, Jingzhao Yin will not be able to find out the real evidence even if he wants to check it.

And this kind of courage and carefulness is exactly what Song Fengming is good at.

Ling Ge nodded and finished the meal silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

After picking up the teacup, she asked, "Ming Jiyi, what are you going to do next?"

"It's okay to take everyone away before them, or to catch them all when they act," said the young master.

Gong Jiyi's voice was clear and he felt careless, "It's not difficult to control them, but it's useless to catch them, because..."

"Because the key is to find that traitor first." Ling Ge quickly continued.

Gong Jiyi laughed out loud, and his charming eyes couldn't help but exude appreciation and joy.

"The ghost girl is really smart! So, I came to you specifically to discuss it."

Ling Ge told Gong Jiyi about Song Mao's attempt to dig Sun Huai's inner elixir to Song Qiuer, and said, "It happened that Sun Huai also lives in the east of the city. I originally wanted to use Sun Huai's incident to lure Song Mao away for two days so that he had no time to take care of the mountains in the western suburbs."

"Since Song Fengming is preparing to set up a large-scale arrangement in the east of the city, why don't we..."

She explained her ideas in detail, and Gong Jiyi's pair of peach blossom eyes bloomed layer by layer.

"You are such a ghost!"

*

The next morning, Song Mao was still asleep and was awakened by the butler in a hurry.

"Young Master, wake up! Something is wrong, something happened on the western suburbs!"

Song Mao turned over and sat up, "What's wrong?"

"Say yes, say it was our people who died last night..."

"What?!"

He didn't even have time to put on his clothes, so he ran to the yard barefoot and grabbed the guard who came to pass the message.

"What's going on! I was fine when I went up the mountain last night, how could I die? How many people died!"

The man was already scared and trembled, and now he even stuttered.

"I, I don't know, Young Master! I heard last night that all the people in Majia Village were gone. Manager Zhao asked us to lead the way back and discuss, but they didn't come back as soon as they went."

"I went to Chenjiazhuang courtyard to find a leader this morning, and I realized that no one who returned to the courtyard last night had returned. Maybe, probably..."

"Absolutely what!" Song Mao's eyes were so eager to spit out of fire.

"About a hundred people..."

He gasped and said, "All the people who didn't go back, and Manager Zhao, are all dead?"

The guard who was passing the message nodded, "Even the courtyard is destroyed..."

There were about one hundred people, most of the people on the entire western suburbs, and they were all elite figures such as the leader and the manager. The rest were all crooked and crooked people who made up the numbers.

Song Mao suddenly felt that his eyes were dark and he almost couldn't stand steadily, thanks to the butler who came up to help him.

"Who knows our secret, who found the western suburbs!"

The guard cried, "Young Master, go and have a look! Everyone was so panicked that they had no idea and didn't know what to do!"

"What's the point of going there? Call..."

Halfway through, Song Mao stopped.

Who are you calling?

Among the more than 100 people, all the people he knew were dead. The rest of him could not even call out his name, such as the one in front of him.

Song Mao calmed down and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Fang Lei."

"Okay, Fang Lei, now you are the manager of the remaining people in the western suburbs. You go back and pass on my words first, reorganize the remaining people, and arrest the mountain people according to the previous plan."

"I will come here in person in the afternoon and tell you what to do then."

Fang Lei nodded. Although he was still very frightened, he could only agree to retreat.

As soon as he left, Song Mao ordered: "Get me dressed and call all the remaining guards."

The housekeeper asked worriedly: "Young Master, what are you going to do? This is too big, so let me tell you."

"Tell dad? Does dad have a way to find more than a hundred of his own people again?"

You should know that they used the secret method of blood refining pills, but even the head of the family Song Fengming hid it.

"This matter must be kept secret and careful. We can only use our own people. If you can, go and do it."

The housekeeper had to go out to do business.

Unexpectedly, before the escorts were summoned, another man ran into the yard screaming.

"Young Master is not good!"

Song Mao's belly was filled with fire, "Where are so many bad things?"

"It's the east of the city, the east of the city..."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He seemed to be going through the Gray Spirit Realm this morning, but he was backfired if something happened! Now his door is open, and his parents are crying, saying that he is better off venting than getting angry!"

Song Mao laughed out loud after hearing this.

"This fool! People with no cultivation level can be taken care of by the person who has broken through the realm, so of course they are easily retaliated!"

"It's okay! This is not a bad thing, but a good thing. Go and ask the lady to prepare, and say, "Young Master, I'm going to take her to dig the inner elixir!"

The housekeeper asked, "Where is the mountain in the western suburbs?"

"It's useless to be anxious over there. You can put it aside first. If Sun Huai dies now, the inner alchemy I like will be gone, and his business must be done now."

Song Mao cheered up and went back to the house to prepare for the major things that would first dig the inner elixir and then enter Qiuer's body.

Fortunately, the people who were monitoring Sun Huai sent back messages one after another, and Sun Huai should be able to last until tomorrow. Song Mao looked at the sky and set the time for killing people and taking the pill at night.

As soon as the sky was getting dark, a large carriage drove out of the Song Quan family's house and took a few guards to the east of the city.
To be continued...