During the whole day, Zhan Wuque ran all the places in the city for information.

With the heavy reward, he really found out some news.

This news is not about Lu Qiaoer, but from the Siren Sect.

Thirty years ago, someone found a zombie in the abandoned temple in the south of the city.

According to the news, this zombie is most likely left by people from the Ziyin Sect.

And the next day, the zombie disappeared without a trace.

Strangely, the zombie was guarded by heavy troops, and the zombie was confirmed to be a dead object, which means that the zombie was stolen by someone.

On the other hand, Zhan Wuque also got a message from a spy that was not a message.

The first-rank minister of the Daxia Dynasty, Shangshu, has been secretly investigating the Siyin Sect, which is not much or less, just thirty years ago.

There is no connection between the two, and I'm afraid no one believes it.

"Sir Shangshu." Zhan Wuque thought to himself.

According to the information he found out, he learned that the Shangshu was a good official for the country and the people.

"It seems that the Shangshu Mansion has to go ahead," Zhan Wuque left with great strides.

After finally getting some news, he must pursue it to the end.

Maybe he can make a major breakthrough with Lord Shangshu, who has been investigating for more than 30 years.

Shangshu Mansion.

This Fashion Book has returned to the mansion and is sitting in the yard drinking.

He drove the servants and concubines out.

"Yi'er, today is the day of your thirty years of death. Dad, I wish you a cup!"

Lord Shangshu stood up staggeringly, poured the wine in his hand to the ground, and then seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flowed down the corners of his eyes, and he sat on the steps with a decadent face.

"Yi'er, dad is useless. Thirty years have passed, but I still haven't brought the murderer to justice!"

"It's useless if it's dad, it's useless if it's dad!"

The Secretary of the House was full of tears.

"Is this why you have been investigating the Si Yin Sect for thirty years?"

Zhan Wuque fell from the sky and asked indifferently.

"Who are you?!"

Lord Shangshu woke up halfway through the wine, with a cautious look on his face, looking up and down at Zhan Wuque.

"You don't have to worry about who I am, just know that we have the same purpose," Zhan Wuque said.

"Are you talking about the Corpse Yin Sect?"

The Shangshu's eyes showed strong resentment.

"Yes," Zhan Wuque nodded, "To be honest, one of my friends was captured by people from the Ziyin Sect. I followed the clues all the way, but the clues were cut off when they arrived here."

"Why should I believe you?" Shangshu said coldly.

Hearing this, Zhan Wuque stretched out his hand, and a ball of strange fire emitted a hot and high temperature in his palm. He threw it casually and the strange fire fell into the pond.

Soon, the water in the pond evaporated rapidly, and a large amount of white smoke emerged. The temperature was so high that it was conceivable.

"If I want to kill you, I'll just make up reasons to lie to you?" Zhan Wuque looked calm.

Although there are strong guards in the Shangshu Mansion, the highest one is only half a step into the martial spirit. He hasn't even noticed it for so long and is not considered an opponent at all.

Shangshu sighed and sat down again, thinking that he believed Zhan Wuque's words.

"The reason you came to me should be to get news from the Si Yin Sect from me," Shangshu picked up a glass of wine and drank it all.

Apart from that, he wanted to see why.

"Yes, my friend has been missing for more than 10 years. I must find her as soon as possible," Zhan Wuque said seriously.

"I have more than 10 years," Lord Shangshu laughed at himself.

"My Yi'er was missing for only half a month and encountered an accident. Your friend was probably already injured." Shangshu said slowly.

From his mouth, Zhan Wuque learned a secret that an outsider did not know.

Thirty years ago, the zombie found in the deserted temple in the south of the city turned out to be the third son of Lord Shangshu!

At that time, Lord Shangshu's third son was just over 20 years old and had excellent martial arts talent. He was only one step away from Wu Ling. He was famous in Xiadu and was known as the first genius in Xiadu.

I never thought that when I went out, I disappeared for no reason and disappeared.

It was not until half a month later that someone accidentally found a corpse in the abandoned temple in the south of the city. After a closer look, he found that he had used special techniques to refine a zombie.

When everyone mentioned zombies, they naturally thought of the Corpse Yin Sect immediately.

This sect is good at selling and stealing corpses and attacking geniuses to refine corpses, reincarnate through corpses, and reborn in the body. All kinds of secret techniques that make people numb and scare the scalp.

At that time, the zombie was already highly decayed and could not recognize her appearance, but Lord Shangshu recognized her at a glance through the clothes and accessories on the body. She was the third son who loved the most and was the most talented one.

After that, the body disappeared the next day and was stolen, which made Shangshu angry and suffered a serious illness for this. He had been recuperating for more than half a year.

In the years that followed, he had been chasing the news about the Si Yin Sect.

He didn't know who killed his son, but he knew that he could steal the body without realizing it, and that was definitely an insider, that is, a person in the court.

All he had to do was to find out the traitor!

For a full thirty years, he had been secretly investigating without slacking off. With his power and status in the court, he finally found some clues.

"You said the Prime Minister is very suspicious?"

Zhan Wuque asked.

"Yes, but he is very cautious and has not left any evidence," Lord Shangshu shook his head.

"Evidence? No evidence is needed," Zhan Wuque sneered.

Not to mention it, just search the soul directly.

Lord Shangshu thought Zhan Wuque was going to force himself, so he hurriedly said, "The Prime Minister's Mansion has many masters, and there are several powerful Wuling people. It is best to take this matter slowly and not be anxious."

"Thank you, I have my own way," said Zhan Wuque, turned around and soared into the sky.

"Who!"

Two twin middle-aged men rushed in.

Both of them have half-step martial spirit cultivation, and are personal guards invited by Shangshu.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The two of them came to Lord Shangshu and asked.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Lord Shangshu shook his head.

"This person is so powerful that he can enter the mansion without knowing it!"

One of them sighed.

"Sir, I am neglecting my duties and putting my duties in danger. Please punish me!"

The two lowered their heads and said.

"It's not your fault. This person has cultivated himself, even if you meet him head-on, he is not his opponent," said Lord Shangshu.

Although his cultivation level is not high, his official position is at the first level and his vision is much higher than that of ordinary people.

The opponent's ability to bypass his two personal guards shows that his strength is half-step martial spirit, and he may even be a martial spirit powerful man.

"Wuling, who is so young, is at least a true disciple of a major sect," Lord Shangshu thought to himself.

"Liu Che, Liu Che, I see how you can get out this time!" Shangshu laughed.

In his opinion, Zhan Wuque would definitely tell the forces behind this news and take action by the forces behind it.

This matter will definitely alarm Emperor Xia at that time.

As long as Emperor Xia ordered an investigation, Liu Che's good days would come to an end.

But what Lord Shangshu never expected was that there was no power behind Zhan Wuque.

Originally, he was a true disciple of Guiyi Sword Sect, but now, he offended Zhen Nantian, the leader of Guiyi Sword Sect. Although he had not been expelled from the sect, it was almost the same.

All he can rely on is himself.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this time, Prime Minister Liu Che was practicing in the room.

Although he was the prime minister, he knew the importance of cultivation, so he had been practicing hard and never slacked off.

To this day, he has reached the peak of Emperor Wu.

In this realm, he has been staying for twenty years and has never been able to break through.
To be continued...