Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 178 Rumors
"Cai Dayou has disappeared, will he receive the news in advance and escape?"

The tower has three floors.

Song Yanbai sat opposite Lu Tong, looking a little uneasy.

Lu Tong froze for a moment, shook his head and said, "No."

"Why? He is the owner of the city, so he must know it before us."

The dead, of course, will not escape.

But there is no explanation.

He thought for a moment, then simply nodded and said, "That's right."

"How about we go out to hide too? Let's go to the valley of the alchemy stone. The house we built at the beginning should still be there."

"Isn't it?"

"Of course, this is a matter of life and death!"

Actually, Song Yanbai thought quite right.

It happened.

Run as long as you can before you find the door.

According to Lu Tong's temperament, if there is no Bai Qiao, he would have gone to Jieshui Lake a long time ago.

Lu Tong thought for a moment, and said, "Don't be in a hurry. Think about it, in our last transaction, there were only you, me, and Cai Dayou."

"what happened?"

"Cai Dayou is gone, the two of us will not leak the news, so it should not be our deal."

"You mean, apart from us, the city lord trades with other people?"

"Well. Outside things have nothing to do with us."

Song Yanbai thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.

After a while.

Song Yanbai got up to say goodbye, and said before going out, "Brother Lu, if something happens, I will leave the city directly. Don't take offense if I don't have time to inform you."

"No. Maybe, I'm still running ahead of Brother Song."

"I believe so."

……

A few days passed.

The two tigers regained their mana, took 200 taels of gold, and went to the White Night Icefield.

Streets and alleys.

Rumors about the treasury gradually spread.

And it's getting more and more evil

A new pattern every day.

It is said that the treasury has been emptied and replaced by a lady.

It is said that the missing second steward abducted a lady and even emptied the treasures in the treasury.

It is also said that Yan Ziqiu's deadline is approaching, and he is secretly practicing evil methods.

After a lot of twists and turns.

I don't know how it was passed on.

Even the few beggars who died in Chuanyun's hands turned into a big black pot and were pinned on Yan Ziqiu's head.

Under the night.

The house is quiet.

Lutong stood behind the tower.

Holding a lantern in his hand, there is a hole half a foot in diameter under his feet.

"Dahan?"

"Boss?"

Friction sounded.

A huge pig's head stuck out and said, "Boss, what's the matter?"

"How are you?"

In the past, Dian Si'er took care of Dahan, Erhu, and Sanniu's practice.

Dian Si'er is closed.

He was momentarily negligent.

Thinking about Ninth Furen, Cai Dayou, and the City Lord's Mansion all day long, I forgot Dahan completely.

It wasn't until Erhu broke through that he suddenly remembered.

Dahan came out of the hole, sat at the entrance, and said, "Boss, what are you doing?"

"Do you want pills?"

under the lights.

Dahan's back has long hairs, crystal clear and transparent.

In front of the body is thin skin and tender meat, like water tofu.

Lu Tong stretched out his hand and touched it.

The flesh is still soft, like fluffy cotton.

Dahan shook his head and said, "No pills. Boss, the soil in the courtyard is too soft, making it uncomfortable to sleep in. I want to harden the soil."

"how to do?"

Dahan grabbed a handful of dirt, rubbed it behind his back a few times, and passed it over, "That's how it is done."

Lu Tong reached out to take it.

The loose soil turned into a piece of hard soil.

Divine powers.

He threw away the piece of soil casually, and said, "When did you awaken your supernatural power?"

"Forget it, I haven't learned everything yet."

"You can do whatever you want in the future, let's go down."

"Oh."

Dahan went back into the hole.

The long hair rubbed against the rock wall, making a rustling sound.

……

this day.

It was still dark.

Lu Tong was awakened by a sudden knock on the door, and immediately stepped on the dragon and flew out.

"Who?"

There was no sound outside the door.

He opens the door.

No one was outside.

A letter was caught between the door and fell downwards.

Lu Tong picked it up, walked out quickly, and looked left and right.

There is no figure.

Go back to the tower and open the letter.

There are only two sentences above:
"At noon, Baoning Hall sent someone to the door. Don't panic, arrangements have been made."

The handwriting is very familiar.

The strokes are wild, open and close.

In the Remnant Fragrance Building, this kind of handwriting is also on the screen.

He picked up the paper.

Smell it.

A very familiar aroma of tobacco leaves.

Madam Nine's handwriting.

……

Baoning Temple.

The forces within Yunying City are under the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion, and are responsible for chasing murderers, arresting bandits, and killing evil cultivators.

Madam Nine has made arrangements.

But Lu Tong was not careless, and immediately fetched water to clean the courtyard and tower.

After cleaning, cast the spell again.

A gust of wind was rolled up, and a layer of floating soil was blown away from the ground.

After Dian Si'er retreated.

No one has cleaned it, and the already dirty yard has become clean and tidy again.

The sun is getting stronger.

Just like the day Cai Dayou died, the sun was extremely venomous, as if it wanted to roast people to death.

"anyone there?"

There was a shout outside the door.

behind the door.

Lu Tong stood half a foot away from the door, putting away the flame-shaped sound transmission magic weapon.

Outsiders are very polite.

Looks like nothing went wrong.

Waited for two breaths.

He went to open the door and said, "Who are you?"

Outside the door were two male cultivators, one old and one young.

All were dressed in dark blue robes, covered with a dark red vest, and wore square iron crowns on their heads.

"Bao Ningdian Cao Hao, ordered to find Cai Dayou's trace."

The old monk cupped his hands, took out a token and put it on it, then put it away immediately.

Lu Tong asked, "What happened to Cai Dayou?"

Cao didn't answer at all, and walked directly into the door.

"Half a month ago, Cai Dayou showed up with you for the last time. Some people said that you held him hostage at that time. Is there such a thing?"

"No."

"Then has he ever visited you?"

"I found it."

"Tell me."

Cao Hao asked while walking.

Entering the courtyard, passing the martial arts field, stepping on the place where Cai Dayou died, and then walking towards the side room.

Lu Tong: "We used to meet often. This time we haven't seen each other for a long time, so I invite him to come to our house."

"How long have you been there?"

"Drinking all day, getting drunk, and waking up he's gone."

Cao Hao looked at the two side houses separately, then circled around the tower and stopped at the entrance of the cave.

"what is this?"

"Cave. There is a man in the house who likes to live underground."

"Small cakes."

The little monk who had been following him took out a magic compass and poured it with mana.

Several soybean-sized light spots lit up on it.

The four in the center are Cao Hao, Lu Tong, Xiaobing, and Dahan.

The five on the lower left are the four sisters of Dian.

The one on the lower right, San Niu.

In addition, there are some fine light flakes like dust.

Cao Hao took the compass, walked around again, and finally stood on the training ground.

"What did Cai Dayou say on the day of drinking?"

Lu Tong glanced at the place where Cai Dayou fell, and said, "I didn't say anything, it's all about the Wanyu Cave. But a few days ago, he won a lot of money in the Zongqing Building."

"How much did you win?"

"Thousands of taels. He said that he would win every bet, and asked me to go with him, but when he woke up, he disappeared."

Cao Hao took the people away.

Lu Tong stood alone on the training ground, frowning slightly.

The rumors are so big.

There is truth and falsehood in it.

Someone must have fanned the flames.

The turmoil will not subside if the culprits behind the scenes are not found out.

(End of this chapter)