C702 Questioning
C702 Questioning
Peng Mingshang smiled awkwardly. Seeing the injured martial artist behind him, he asked in surprise, "What's going on? Why are you injured? "Eh, ten people are missing?"
His words were extremely abrupt. When the martial artists heard them, they felt as if they were mocking them, especially Ren Xiao who was at the front. He stopped the horse and turned to look at Peng Mingshang. His face turned gloomy. "There are evil bandits like Black Wind Stronghold in your Pengjia City. We were ordered by the Prefecture Master to go to Black Wind Stronghold to kill more than two thousand bandits, which was why they were injured and injured. What? Brother Mingshang, do you think we are meddlesome?"
Peng Yaohsing's right eyelid twitched. Hearing Ren Xiao's unfriendly tone, he was not sure. Could it be that they knew that Black Wind Stronghold was related to him? Shang Er did not know the inside story, so he did not say anything wrong. His face darkened and he shouted, "Mingshang, seeing that they are injured, why don't you get someone to bring the best healing medicine over? So that they can recover as soon as possible! Furthermore, each person will give fifty thousand medicinal Spirit Crystals, and thank them for pulling out a malignant tumor for our Pengjia City!"
Peng Mingshang hesitated for a moment and replied, then he rode his horse and left.
"Aiya, it was this old man who neglected management and had long heard about the matters in Black Wind Stronghold. Just as he was planning to wait for a while, he personally asked to get rid of it. I didn't expect Second Young Master to do it for me. It's my fault. I'll have to offer Second Young Master a few more cups of wine during the banquet." Peng Yaohsing said with a smile on his face. He didn't seem nervous or worried at all.
Liu Ruomei, who was standing behind the group, had fire in her eyes. She stared at Peng Mingshang's back. Feng Yimo was afraid that she would give herself away, so he stood in front of her and covered her eyes.
"Miss, don't worry. I will kill the people of Peng Family sooner or later and avenge Fifth Miss." Feng Yimo took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him and pulled Liu Ruomei's hand. He wrote a line of words on her palm with his finger.
Liu Ruomei only felt an itch in her palm. It was numb. She quickly pulled her hand back and glared at Feng Yimo.
Feng Yimo smiled. He could not speak at this time. There were high level cultivators everywhere. It would not be good if he heard it.
Ren Xiao looked at Peng Yaohsing with a bright smile on his face seriously. He thought to himself, "This old man is really thick-skinned. It was fine. There were so many people in the crowd, so he could only give him some face. He said, "City Lord Peng, let's go. Let's take a break. There are some things we need to discuss with the city lord."
Peng Yaohsing's heart trembled. He had a bad feeling. He smiled and followed.
Needless to say, Peng Yaohsing was afraid of flattery. The palace he arranged for Ren Xiao was very quiet. There were flowers and grass in the courtyard, mountains and water, pavilions and pavilions. There were also quite a few. The servants had already cleaned up the place. When they came to the main door, more than 30 men and women lined up outside the door to welcome them.
Ren Biyao walked into the courtyard with lotus steps and nodded with satisfaction. For the convenience of walking, she covered her face with a veil. However, her veil was different from Qing Yu's. It was a magic treasure that could isolate cultivators from Divine Senses. It was impossible to see her true appearance.
"City Lord Peng, thank you for your kindness." Ren Biyao's voice was like a yellow oriole as she spoke in a pleasant voice.
"As long as Second Young Master and Second Miss like it, it will be this old man's honor." Peng Yaohsing laughed and said humbly.
Little Si came up naturally and led the horse to the backyard to raise it. Everyone followed Maidservant into the courtyard. The main room was naturally arranged for Ren Xiao and Ren Biyao, the left and right rooms were for Deification Period guards, and the remaining rooms were for Nascent Infant warriors. Feng Yimo and the other warriors were arranged to stay in a simple guest room.
In the main room of the bright hall, Ren Xiao and Ren Biyao sat in the main seat. Peng Yaohsing accompanied them and sat at the lower seat. The three of them drank spirit tea and chatted. After a while, Peng Mingshang returned and brought the best gold sores to the warriors. They applied it and quickly recovered.
When everyone received the 50,000 Spirit Crystals from Peng Mansion, their anger had completely disappeared.
Feng Yimo was afraid that Liu Ruomei would not be able to hold it in, so he arranged for her to stay in the house and not come out.
When Peng Yaohsing saw that his son had finished dealing with the matters, he got up and wanted to take his leave. Ren Xiao coughed and said, "City Lord Peng, wait a moment. There is something that I want to seek confirmation from City Lord Peng."
Peng Yaohsing's heart skipped a beat. He sat down again and asked nonchalantly, "What is it? Second Young Master, please tell me."
"On the way here, we killed all the criminals in Black Wind Stronghold. Who knew that we happened to run into a Cultivator of the Golden Core Period. We found a Storage Ring full of treasures on him and a letter. The letter was written to City Lord Peng by Qin Qing, the leader of the bandits in Black Wind Stronghold. I wonder if City Lord Peng knows this bandit leader, Qin Qing?"
Peng Yaohsing laughed. He took a sip of tea and said slowly, "I don't know him. I am the lord of a city in Pengjia City. How could I know such a small fry?"
Ren Xiao waved his hand and 27 huge boxes appeared in the hall. There was a letter on one of the boxes. "Oh, City Lord Peng doesn't know him. Why would he give you such a precious gift? The letter was there. City Lord Peng can take a look. Will he remember anything? "
Peng Yaohsing narrowed his eyes. The anger in his heart was ignited bit by bit. Kid, if I didn't see you as the young master of the Prefecture, how could I lower my voice and accompany you? But you didn't show any mercy to me. If it wasn't for the ten Deification Period guards following me, Humph, I won't let you leave the Pengjia City!
"Could it be that Second Young Master wants me to admit the crime of colluding with bandits? This old man is the lord of a city and has control over three billion people. Why would I look at such a small fortune? "I'm afraid someone is trying to frame me. "Hmph, I must report this to the Prefecture Master. I hope that the Prefecture Master will return justice for me!" As he finished speaking, Peng Yaohsing revealed an expression of righteous indignation.
Ren Xiao's handsome face darkened. He turned to the late stage incarnation cultivator beside him and said, "Elder Ann!"
"Yes, Second Young Master!" Elder Ann replied. He wiped his Storage Ring and took out two heads. One belonged to the bandit leader, Qin Qing, and the other belonged to the Golden Core Cultivator that was cut off by Feng Yimo. With Elder An's late stage Soul Formation cultivation, he took it back in the blink of an eye.
"I used the Soul Searching Technique to search both of their heads. This cultivator's last thought was' I won't betray City Lord Peng even if I die '. The bandit leader's thought was' Peng Yaohsing wants to kill me '. How dare you say that it has nothing to do with this matter?" Elder Ann asked in a stern voice.
"I can't! After a person dies, he won't be able to read his memories!" Peng Yaohsing cried out involuntarily. As the saying goes, when a person dies, it is as if a lamp is extinguished. After death, the soul enters the cycle of reincarnation. The corpse naturally does not have any memories, so how could it leak the secret?
"Hmph, ignorant and ignorant! If after death, within four hours, using a secret technique and soul searching technique, one would be able to search for the last trace of thought. If you are unable to do it, it does not mean that others are unable to do it. Peng Yaohsing, could it be that you suspect that this old man is plotting something against you?" Elder Ann's eyes widened. A powerful aura of a late Soul Formation cultivator gushed out. The air around him froze.