I saved the undead for 100 years in Dajin

It was already noon when Yuan Zhan came out of the room.

As soon as he got downstairs, he found a pair of eyes staring at him. Looking up, he saw a Confucian scholar in his forties occupying a square table by himself. On the table were four plates and a jug of wine. A long black sword.

Since the tragedy of the three Yang brothers' genocide had just happened, [-]% of the diners were talking about it, and the chat was in full swing, so in comparison, this person seemed a bit out of the ordinary and out of place.

When he walked downstairs, seeing that he was still looking at him, he nodded slightly, ready to pay the bill and leave.

Unexpectedly, the man stood up directly, beckoned and said: "Brother, wait a minute, can you move, I have a few words to say."

The voice of these few words was not loud, but they could be heard clearly and without any noise when they came over in the noisy restaurant.

Yuan Zhan's heart moved, and he came to him, cupped his hands and said: "Brother, you are looking for me. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Please sit down!"

The man pointed to the opposite side, signaling to take a seat.

Only then did Yuan Zhan notice that there was another pair of bowls and chopsticks opposite him.

It is obviously not like a person using two sets of bowls and chopsticks, it is for other people, and this person is Yuan Zhan.

Yuan Zhan remained calm, thanked him for being seated, and stretched out his hand to grab the jug, but the other party preempted him, and he didn't see him move. He just held the handle of the jug and tilted it slightly, and the wine flew out of the spout, and it landed on the jug impartially. In Yuan Zhan's wine glass.

Yuan Zhan glanced at it, not paying attention at all, but grabbed the long sword next to him. The man wanted to stop it, but he missed the opportunity to reach out a moment later, and Yuan Zhan snatched it away.

Yuan Zhan held the horizontal sword in his hand, and handed it to his left hand with a smile. He pressed the spring and gently pulled it out two inches.

Below the hilt, there is a golden word "Wei" engraved on the body of the sword.

No matter how ignorant Yuan Zhan is, he still knows that this sword is only for dark guards, so this person is a dark guard, and they are the ones who fly around the capital all day long.

And gold should represent a noble status.

Returning the sword into its sheath and putting it back on the table, Yuan Zhan picked up his wine glass and took a sip, smiling at the Jinzi Yinwei.

Now that his identity has been revealed, Jin Wei didn't want to hold it anymore, moved the sword towards him, and asked, "Where is the old man?"

Yuan Zhan knew that he would find out sooner or later even if he didn't say anything, so he said: "The commander of the Cao Department of the Captain's Mansion."

"Wu Zuo?"

Jin Wei looked suspicious.

Yuan Zhan chuckled and said, "Yes, coroner."

Jin Wei snorted, and said sarcastically, "It's well hidden."

Yuan Zhan said: "It's just a mess."

Jin Weidao: "Your cultivation base is just to make a living, it really makes me feel ashamed."

Yuan Zhan just laughed, but a question arose in his heart, how did he see that he was here.

Since they are dark guards, they must belong to the first-class cultivators. It should be that they have a special method that can identify other cultivators silently.

Thinking of this, he calmly rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his fingers, and performed the Nine Nether Trap Technique.

Tong Guang is like a demon mirror, clearly seeing a looming dao foundation in the body of the dark guard, which is very similar to the new dao foundation formed by Yuan Zhan last night.

This is the foundation laid by the monks, commonly known as the foundation of Taoism.

The secret guard discovered the Daoji in Yuan Zhan's body, so he invited him and asked about his origin and purpose.

After taking a sip of the wine, Jin Wei pondered for a while while holding the wine glass, and said, "Would you like to join us, I can guarantee you."

Yuan Zhan shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I think it's easier to be a coroner."

Jin Wei was silent for a moment, and said: "Since this is the case, I will not force it. But don't do anything out of line within the capital, otherwise, I will never tolerate it."

"it is good!"

Yuan Zhan stood up and asked, "Can I go?"

Jin Wei nodded.

Yuan Zhan came to the counter, settled the rent, left the inn, and went straight to Xiaowei's mansion.

As soon as I walked into the gate of the school captain's mansion, I saw a lot of guards gathered inside, and the staff of each group had also arrived, and they were discussing about business trips.

He Ping's sharp eyes saw him and he waved his hands. When he came over, he whispered, "Little ancestor, you are finally back. You are going to exhaust us all. Hurry up and change your clothes. You are ready for a business trip."

Yuan Zhan lowered his head and looked at himself, he really didn't look like a coroner, he looked like a scholar, grinned at him, ran into the back office, went into his own room, and dug out the clean clothes that he had washed before he left. Work clothes, put them on.

When he was about to go out, he found that there was an extra bed in his room, and there was a roll of bedding on it.

Someone moved in while he was away.

Ah, there are still people who dare to snatch his territory, he is not small.

Back to the front, Yuan Zhan realized that there were two newcomers beside He Ping and Cao Shun. One of them looked familiar, Cao Lang, the grandson of the old patriarch of Caojiazhai, and the other was unknown.

Seeing him come back, He Ping made arrangements: "Cao Lang, you know Yuan Zhan, just follow him. Song Kui, follow Cao Shun."

The two quickly agreed.

Cao Lang even came to see each other and saluted Yuan Zhan.

Yuan Zhan nodded and asked He Ping, "Where are you going?"

He Ping whispered: "The Prime Minister's Mansion."

Yuan Zhan wondered: "Didn't you kill them all, what else are you going to do..."

He Ping hissed, gestured forward with his eyes, shook his head and remained silent.

Yuan Zhan didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Cao Lang had pulled a cart full of straw mats, it was a little funny, so he hurriedly asked him to unload the extra ones, leaving only a few as it were.

The prime minister's mansion is not a case, but an incident. Even if they drag the straw mats, they will not be needed. No one will allow them to pull the corpse out.

At this time, the officers who were waiting for the task also came back with their paperwork, and then they each performed their duties and set off with their own hands.

The Bing Cao Division's work today is very special. The four groups set off together, so it can be seen that there must be many people involved.

The original soldier, Master Cao Wei, also disappeared, and Cheng Cheng was replaced.

Cheng Zong didn't talk much, he was unsmiling, he only said a few words with a straight face, and then led the guards and servants to set off, and went straight to the prime minister's mansion.

In a messy back garden, hundreds of corpses were thrown there in a mess, piled up into a hill.

When you get closer, you will find that there is a blood hole on the chest of these corpses, regardless of men, women, or children. The blood has scabbed over a long time ago. It can be clearly seen that the inside is empty and the heart is gone.

Yuan Zhan just looked at a few corpses, and thought of a person in his heart.

That was a weirdo, or a demon, who liked to eat people's hearts. He had seen him appearing nearby that night, and these masterpieces were probably left by him.

It was the first time for He Ping and others to see the scene here, and they couldn't stand before they got close.

This is not just one or two corpses, but one hundred, two hundred, or even thousands.

It's not just a joke that so many innocent souls gather here, it's really killing people.

Cheng Zhengzheng's face has not relaxed since he got the documents. Seeing this scene, his brows were furrowed together, and finally he shouted bravely: "Everyone be careful. Our task today is to find out who the thieves left behind. Catch him and bring him to justice. He Ping, you go there; Wei Hu, you are here; Zhang Long, you..."