My wife is a sword god

Chapter 46
Ye Luoting was so frightened that blood was splashed on his face that he screamed out.

After all, Ye Heng, the city lord, was someone who had seen strong winds and waves. He was not frightened by the battle in front of him, but instead shouted: "Shut up!"

Hearing this, Ye Luoting hurriedly covered his mouth with his palm, but his trembling body still showed how scared he was at the moment.

"Since your Excellency is here, why hide? Anyway, the masters in the mansion are probably dead by your hands, and the two of us pose no threat to you." Ye Heng looked around carefully while speaking.

"Oh? How do you know they're dead?" The person in the shadow became interested.

"The sound my son made was so loud just now. With the ear strength of those seventh-rank warriors in my mansion, they must be able to hear them coming at the first time, but there is no movement outside. I can't think of anything else except that they are dead. possible." Ye Heng's expression turned ugly.

There was a crisp applause in the shadows, which was extremely harsh in this night.

"I thought City Lord Ye was a waste, but I didn't expect to have some brains." After the words fell, three heads were thrown into the lobby, each head and face were bleeding from seven orifices, with a terrified expression on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Ye Luoting was so frightened that she sat down on the ground, her crotch was wet.

Ye Heng clenched his right fist and clenched his teeth. The three heads on the ground are the three seventh-rank warriors in the city lord's mansion!

At this moment, the shadow of the pillars in the hall suddenly swayed, and after a while, the shadow stood up, and gradually transformed into a man with a red ghost mask, long gray hair, black and white robes, and a Countless silhouettes of slapped skulls.

Ye Hengqiang pretended to be calm, and asked cautiously: "I have no grievances or enmities with you, why did you do this cruelly?"

"Collect people's money and relieve people's disasters. Do you still remember Tang Xuan, the son of the Minister of War who came here a few days ago?" A cold voice came out from under the ghost's face.

"I naturally remember that when Mr. Tang came, I waited for Haosheng to entertain him, and looked forward to him, even when he left, we saw him off all the way.

But I don't understand, what does this have to do with you coming to me? "

"You really don't know?" A strong sense of oppression came from the shadows.

Ye Heng's face was pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead: "I really don't know."

The ghost-masked man walked out of the shadows and came in front of Ye Heng. Under the tremendous pressure, the latter felt that the red ghost-mask seemed to have life, and opened his mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs, wanting to devour him in one bite.

"You, really don't know?" the ghost-masked man asked again.

Ye Heng shook his head desperately when he heard the words, he was speechless at this moment.

The ghost-masked man stared for a moment, put away his coercion, paced back and forth in the hall, and then said slowly: "Young Master Tang, you haven't returned to Fengtian City."

"What?!" Ye Heng's eyes widened. He thought of a possibility, and his back was soaked in cold sweat, but he still had a little luck: "Xingxingxu, Mr. Tang has something to do, and it's okay if he doesn't return to Fengtian City immediately." uncertain."

The ghost-masked man sneered: "His lamp is off."

The so-called Soul Lamp is a means of the Hundred Ghosts Taoism. They can peel off a strand of soul silk from a stranger, fuse it to the wick, and make it into a Soul Lamp. As long as the Soul Lamp goes out, it means that the Soul Silk The owner of is dead!
Ye Heng was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground: "My lord, this matter has nothing to do with me. Mr. Tang, he was definitely not killed by me. Please spare my life!"

"Of course I know that you didn't kill him. You don't have the guts yet. However, Mr. Tang came into contact with you, but you didn't protect his safety. You say you deserve to die?"

Ye Luoting at the side was already frightened when he heard this.

Ye Heng's face changed from cloudy to cloudy, and finally he put his hands on the ground and stood up with difficulty: "If your lord really wants to kill me, you can do it from the beginning, and you have told me so much, but you still think that I have a little use value.

My lord, but it doesn't matter, as long as I can do it, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate. "

The ghost-masked man nodded: "I like talking to smart people. You saved my life. I was ordered to come here with two tasks. Although it can be done by one person, it will take some effort. "

Ye Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, what do you need me to do for you?"

"First, I want you to find a man named Li Yang in Jinyang City, and tell me his location.

Second, find a way to kill the eldest son of the Qin family——Qin Feng, and bring his body to me! "

Ye Heng was startled at first, and then said with a complex expression: "To tell the truth, my lord, the three masters in my mansion have already died in your hands, and Qin Feng is always protected by the seventh-rank guards. I really have no choice."

Hearing the words, the ghost-faced man snapped his fingers, and then an incredible scene appeared.

Ye Heng turned pale with shock when he saw three figures coming from outside the hall and in the courtyard. These three figures were clearly not human beings, but bodies without heads. They were the remnants of three seventh-rank warriors!
But even the head is gone, how can these three remnants move?

The three remnants walked into the hall, picked up their own heads, and pressed them on the neck again, with piercing smiles on their faces, Ye Luoting fainted from shock seeing this.

Ye Heng has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen such a strange thing. Even if he is a ghost, he has never heard of such a method of bringing the dead back to life!

The ghost-faced man said coldly: "From now on, these three puppet corpses will be under your control. Their strength is only stronger than before, and they are more than enough to deal with the seventh rank."

"I understand. I will find a way to use the three of them to kill Qin Feng! Dare I ask you, what is your name?"

"Thousand puppets."

The next day, Qin Feng yawned and pushed open the door. He smelled the brewed wine in the teacup in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

After a night of experimentation, he finally distilled extremely pure spirits, and what he had to do now was to find a reliable winery, teach this distillation method, and then mass-produce mellow spirits.

Once successful, the profits of Wangyueju will surely be raised to a new height.

However, Qin Feng also understands that it is not an easy task to find a reliable winery. After all, in Jinyang City, the city lord is the biggest official, and basically no winery would dare to oppose the city lord's mansion.

"The drinks in Wangyueju can only last for three days. It is not too late to look for a wine shop. Since all the big wine shops in the city have been bought by the city lord's mansion, maybe I can go to the demon slayer and ask Master Si Zheng. He may know where to buy it. A small winery that no one cares about can take over the work of brewing wine."

After thinking about it, Qin Feng was about to leave the Qin Mansion, but happened to meet his father when he was looking for Lan Ningshuang.

The latter had a sharp nose and immediately smelled the wine in the teacup. It was extremely high-purity spirits. After taking a sip, he felt a little ecstatic, and immediately became interested: "Feng'er, where is this wine? Where did you buy it?"

Qin Feng heard the words, and told the process of making wine in detail, as well as the difficulties Wangyueju encountered at the moment.

Qin Jian'an pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "I do know that there is a small wine shop, maybe you can try it there."

(End of this chapter)