Qiu Zichun took the lead, with countless sword energy all over his body, and the corpse of the Huangquan Demon Sect minion laying behind his feet. Yu Zichong was unwilling to fall behind, so Jinghong pointed his sword at the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who rushed up with ease. There were six demons who died at his fingers.

The Arhat Fist pushed the demon cultivators a lot, and Lin Su was determined to run towards the quiet room. The 27 masters he knew were not included, including Ke Yuntian. The corpses were all laid on the ground in the yard, but the masters of the Huangquan Demon Sect were indifferent. He had no choice but to do whatever he had conspiracy or tricks.

Killing the 12th stumbling block that blocked him, Lin Su's figure jumped several times and disappeared from Qiu Zichun's sight. The latter thought it was not good, so he set off a firework in the sky, and at the same time, he followed Lin Su into the unknown room with his body.

The fireworks dispersed, and the shopkeeper Tang and his group surrounded the back of the yard and gave instructions. The yellow-level constables under his jurisdiction flew out one after another, suppressing and cleaning up the remaining demon religious groups.

He and seven Xuan-level detectives including Yan Laogui merged into the deserted courtyard.

There is a temporary conference room inside the house, where people from the Huangquan Demon Sect discuss matters. A thick red sandalwood table was placed on it in an orderly manner with thirty expensive official kiln silhouettes, silhouettes and other tea cups, and the tea was still hot and the temperature was vague.

Secret room!

Around the yard, there were six soldiers from the shopkeeper Tang, and 500 soldiers and soldiers from Anyang County were covered with water. Not to mention that the 30 people from Huangquan Demon Sect escaped, even if one of them broke into the encirclement, they would be held in prison for interrogation.

Dozens of people disappeared without a trace under the siege of numerous people, Lin Su could only infer this way.

The room is empty, except for the tables and chairs, you can see it at a glance. Without other decorations, people cannot disappear out of thin air. The so-called big change in living people is a trick to fool.

Qiu Zichun, shopkeeper Tang and others fled, observing the temperature of the tea, everyone's conclusions were surprisingly unified. Qiu Zichun glanced at the teacup, "Thirty tribute teacups are precious products of the royal ranks, and they are such a big deal. Do these shameless bed bugs treat themselves as high-ranking officials of the court?"

"More than that." Lin Su pointed to the two positions on the edge of the arc. "If the positions on both sides represent the king and the prince, then the chief in the middle should be more respectful. Apart from the left and right prime ministers, I cannot find a more suitable position."

"A traitor, a clown jumping in the face." Qiu Zichun said lightly.

"His grandma's, the kid of the Demon Sect is too hiding. I have flipped through the room as big as a palm three times, but I can't find the door to the machine. It's really a big shot." Old Gui Yan slashed down a wet wall and inserted his knife into the ground angrily. The large formation swept over at lightning. As a result, he only slaughtered a few small fish and shrimps. How could he bear it with such a bad temper?

Lin Su frowned. There was only such an obvious building in the dilapidated house, and only here could hide people. If the people from the Huangquan Demon Sect were not hiding in a secret room of this building, where should they be hidden?

Strangely, the house is deserted and clear, with a single yard alone in the center, with no decoration around it, even rockery. Ordinary people's villas are probably more spectacular, and more exquisite, more exquisite. Only here, it seems that when designing, it is known that there is such a disaster, deliberately designed it is simple, empty, and without any shadows.

Qiu Zichun sighed, "The method of hiding the body like the Huangquan Demon Sect is so weird. The blue sky and the sun sank into this yard, missing. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, it would be impossible to believe it."

"The bamboo basket is empty." Manager Tang had no choice but to exhale. All the masters of Anyang County came out, but in the end they only caught a few small thieves. There was an explanation for this matter to the top.

A slight odor floated into Lin Su's sense of smell. He immediately tensed his body while thinking. He could not forget the special smell of the Huangquan Demon Religion. The smell was indescribable, as if it were rotten, sour, smelly, illusion poison, and fragrance. This smell flowed into the open space and never dissipated for a long time.

The six senses that are different from ordinary people quickly searched for the source of the smell. When he stood on a flat courtyard path covered with bluestone, he could almost confirm that the special smell overflowed from here, and accompanied by a gust of breeze, the wind was a little wet.

Manager Tang tried to pat Lin Su on the shoulder, but he was as short as Yan Laogui, and couldn't touch him. He coughed and put down his hand, comforted him: "Boy Lin Su, you found that the Huangquan Demon Sect's headquarters was stationed and killed 120 sects. You are the top priority, and you are bound to be rewarded."

The great contribution was gone, no matter who was replaced, I couldn't help feeling unbalanced. If I could capture the masters of the Huangquan Demon Sect in one fell swoop, the six gates could be promoted and soared into the sky. Now, this great opportunity is gone.

Lin Su squatted down and knocked on the bluestone, suddenly excited and asked: "Shopkeeper Tang, can there be any other diversions in Anyang County besides Jishui River?"

Manager Tang was stunned, then stroked his two-inch beard and pondered: "There is a Gu River diversion in Shang County, and the rest of the counties drank Jishui River together, and I have never heard of other diversions."

"Then I know where they are hiding."

Lin Su said: "Shopkeeper Tang, did you discover the difference here?"

"I would like to hear the details." said the shopkeeper Tang.

"When I first entered the yard, I noticed that the wind was strong and wet here. After checking, I realized that the wind did not blow from the Jishui River, but from the bottom of our feet." Lin Su stared at the bluestone under his feet and stomped his feet gently. "The wind will not blow for no reason. There must be an empty and hidden place under the bluestone, and the people of the Huangquan Demon Sect may be hidden in it."

The detectives looked at each other and took a breath.

"Everyone can dodge it, I'm breaking this trick." Old Gui Yan rushed over and everyone hurriedly retreated. Old Gui Yan's sword technique reached the realm of transformation, and he could cut a mountain with one sword. Who dares to underestimate it?

With a roar, the sword energy of the old ghost Yan slashed down, and the mighty mad lion rushed forward. The bluestone could not resist the violent rage of the sword and blew away one after another. In the center of the sword energy, there was a rumbling explosion, and the sound of water flowing in the dark pit that was no longer visible to the sky became clearer.

What a big deal.

The shadow of the stone staircase could be vaguely seen in the sinkhole, and the trickle of water was flowing. A river was led from the Jishui River and entered from the bottom of the county city without knowing it. Such a project would not be completed in a few years. The people of the Huangquan Demon Sect had great plans.

"Chase!"

As soon as Manager Tang finished speaking, Liusanmen and Jiange all threw themselves into the sinkhole. Yan Laogui had a bad temper and jumped down immediately, and Lin Su followed closely.

"You can see a few things in the darkness below. I wish to guide you." Lin Su rushed forward, and his six senses were opened. Even if he was confused, he could see everything in the daytime.

"Be careful, there are people in the river."

Gao Huang's fire broke the cave for a moment, and Old Gui Yan sneered and split the people lurking under the river in half with a knife, and blood flowed along the river.

Lin Su saw the face of the floating corpse through the fire. He was one of the 27 masters he had ever seen. He was a sinister middle-aged man who made iron claws. Unfortunately, he failed to succeed in his journey. Old Gui Yan killed his life with one knife and died in the hole.

"My Nether Claw Anbogong, the scattered demon absorbed by the Huangquan Demon Sect more than ten years ago."

Old Gui Yan laughed and said, "Boy's tricks are so bright, I like them. When I kill all the evil spirits of the Huangquan Demon Sect, I will definitely drink and have fun with you."
Chapter completed!