"drive!"

Several horses rushed out of the backyard of Li's family and headed straight for the East City.

A journey of terrible success!

Fang Zheng has a separate carriage, and with the driver's superb driving skills, he moves forward quickly and steadily.

Although the activation talisman almost drained him, fortunately it maintained its efficacy and put a lot of pressure on the soul.

At this time, he held the talisman in his hand, sat cross-legged on the carriage, and guided everyone according to the sensing.

As time continues, the spiritual light on the Thousand Miles Soul Chasing Talisman is slowly becoming dim.

The original texture no longer exists.

"Turn left in front!"

"Well!"

The coachman pulled the reins lightly, and the carriage drove flexibly into a narrow alley, but the speed did not slow down much.

"Turn right!"

“It’s nearby!”

Fang Zheng opened his eyes and before the carriage could stand firm, he had already gotten up and jumped off.

He held the talisman and sensed it to both sides, then headed straight to several courtyards in front of the right.

quick!

quick!

The distance during sensing is getting closer and closer, and the fluctuations of the talisman are becoming more and more unstable. Obviously, failure is right in front of you.

"call……"

The wind was blowing around him, and the solemn face of Constable Chen, the Director Zhao jumped closer, guarding him from left to right.

"Peng!"

The talisman suddenly exploded.

Although the sound was not loud, it made several people's eyes sink.

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and pointed his hand forward: "These two courtyards must be one of them!"

"oh!"

Constable Chen's eyes moved, and the long sword was unsheathed: "Brother Zhao, you and me are one by one, be careful."

"Others, surround the neighborhood, don't let someone escape!"

"yes!"

The Li family and the guards in unison agreed, holding sticks and swords and guns to surround half of the street.

Fang hesitated in front of the door for a while, then followed Constable Chen to a yard on the left.

In his last induction, it is even more likely that Miss Li is hidden here.

"Who are you?"

As soon as several people rushed into the courtyard, someone rushed out of the house with a roar.

The person who came was wearing short-lived clothes from mountain people, with a long whip on his waist, and his skin was slightly darker than that of ordinary people. At first glance, he was a person who was better at running around.

When he saw the soapy clothes on several people, his expression changed.

"Official office work!"

Constable Chen looked cold and pointed at the other party with a knife, swaying gently: "Stand up honestly and don't move around."

"Zhao Qiang, Sun Ming, go search inside!"

"yes!"

The two of them should have pulled out their Park knife and broke into the house carefully.

Fang Zheng stood behind him and looked at the entire courtyard.

This place is not much different from his residence, with an extra room and a larger courtyard area.

The ground is full of weeds, and you can tell at a glance that you are negligent in cleaning it.

On the east wall, there is a simple sheep pen, with more than a dozen goats bleating and whining.

There is nothing else other than that.

"Go out, go out!"

Soon, the yamen runner who entered the house drove a young man out with a knife, and shook his head at Constable Chen.

"No one except them."

“Um…”

Constable Chen frowned.

"Brother Chen."

At this time, the father and daughter of the owner Zhao also jumped from the next door: "There is a abandoned yard over there, no one."

"Um?"

The few people were stunned and looked at Fang Zheng together.

Fang Zheng also muttered in his heart, but he still shook his head: "Miss Li is here for the talisman sensing!"

"Yeah……"

Constable Chen's eyes flashed, then his body flashed, and he rushed to the young man with a knife.

"Swish!"

He had a long knife in his palm that crossed the young man's throat: "Say, where are you hiding people?"

The young man's body stiffened and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Official!"

The mountain people on the side looked flustered, and their knees fell to the ground: "Official, I don't know what you are looking for, but my son never commits crimes. You are always merciless!"

"snort!"

Constable Chen snorted coldly and said, "It has been a long time since people lived in the courtyard. The ground is full of weeds. You should have lived here for a few days. You just don't care about these things at all. Wouldn't that be strange?"

"explain!"

His eyes were filled with evil spirits, and the blade pressed down, immediately cutting through the young man's skin, causing blood to stain the blade.

"No...no...no..."

The young man's body trembled wildly, his mouth stammered, but it was inconsistent.

"Official, I'm wronged!"

The mountain people were very scared and knelt down and cried.

"Shut up!"

Constable Chen looked back and yelled: "I'm asking your son, not you. No matter how much you talk, you will be put into prison!"

"There are eighteen ways to torture people in prison, so I wonder how many of you two can persist?"

"Dad...Dad..."

The young man shivered and looked at the mountain people.

"Official!"

The mountain man knelt on the ground and climbed forward, and said anxiously: "My son is a stuttering, the more nervous he becomes, the less speechless he can't speak."

"As for this place, we just stayed for a while and left after selling the sheep, so we didn't take care of it!"

"Official, we are wronged!"

"Uncle Chen."

Zhao Yanying couldn't stand it, so she stepped forward and whispered: "Would you... be... wrong?"

"Mr. Fang."

Constable Chen was also a little unsure of his attention and looked at Fang Zheng at the side.

He just said that if he really wanted to torture, he would not be able to face so many people.

"The location of the talisman sensing is indeed here."

Fang Zheng pondered for a moment, but still chose to believe in the talisman's sense: "Maybe, there are things like dungeons here?"

"Then check it out."

Lord Zhao put away his long sword and stomped his feet on the ground.
To be continued...