The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

Four days after Han Zhengxiong, the garrison commander of Qizhou, left.

The messenger from the capital had already arrived in Dajin County, bringing Zhou Heng's appointment letter and reward for being promoted to a three-star demon-slaying captain.

The backyard of Linjiasheng Pharmacy in Dajin County.

Zhou Heng, Xue Zhiwei, Chen Zhaowu, and Lü Zian sat down around an octagonal table.

Their hastily assembled team is still around.

Just like the Lin family's pharmacy, which Xue Zhiwei used to conceal her identity, was never closed.

"Gentlemen, Commander Han has instructed us to continue the investigation, but Yao Lie is dead, and Lu Tongqing is also dead."

The trail has gone cold. What are your thoughts on how to proceed with the investigation?

Xue Zhiwei's bright eyes swept over the three of them before she spoke.

Besides Zhou Heng's meteoric rise, the other three also achieved some merits, but none of them were enough for promotion.

After all, Zhou Heng killed both the humans and the demons; they didn't contribute much effort.

Chen Zhaowu scratched his head vigorously, turning it into a mess.

"If you ask me, we should just ransack Yongzhou, dig out every demon and interrogate them. I refuse to believe we won't find the mastermind behind this!"

Chen Zhaowudao.

"Don't even mention Yongzhou, you have no idea how many demons are hiding in Dajin County alone."

Xue Zhiwei said speechlessly, "Ever since demons acquired the art of skin-changing magic, it hasn't been so easy to spot them."

The celestial official can use her Qi-gazing ability to identify demons, but she can't just use it on every person she sees.

It's impossible for her to meet everyone in Qizhou.

This is simply impossible.

"Old Zhou, you have the highest rank, so you tell me what to do."

Chen Zhaowu turned to Zhou Heng and asked.

Although he comes from a prestigious family, he is simple-minded and believes in the power of strength.

In his mind, whoever has the highest rank and the strongest ability is the team leader.

Although he was somewhat resentful of being replaced by Zhou Heng, he would strictly adhere to this principle when taking action.

Whoever is stronger gets to decide.

"Scholar".

Zhou Heng, who had been looking down at the newly acquired Canghai Wuliang Manual, looked up and spoke.

"Captain, I have carefully investigated the flow of every penny of the Great River Gang, just as you instructed."

Lu Zian said, "It's strange that Yao Lie sends a huge sum of money to Mount Tai every month."

This silver was used as incense money.

But what's even stranger is that Yao Lie chose a different temple or monastery each time.

There are no fewer than a hundred temples and palaces of all sizes on Mount Tai.

In order to manage them, the imperial court even specially appointed a Taishan Supervisor.

"What's so strange about that? Can't Yao Lie offer incense and pray to the gods?"

Chen Zhaowudao.

"Of course it's strange."

Xue Ziwei looked thoughtful. "Yao Lie is a man who lives on the edge of a knife. He wouldn't believe in ghosts and gods. It's possible that he would burn incense occasionally, but to burn incense every month and use the money he earned with his life as incense money is illogical."

"That's right."

Lu Zian said, "Those donations were almost all of Yao Lie's wealth."

Which temple collects the most money?

Zhou Heng asked.

"Reclining Buddha Temple"

Lu Zian said, "In the past year alone, Yao Lie sent at least 300,000 taels of silver to the Wofo Temple as incense money."

"Walk."

Zhou Heng stuffed the Boundless Ocean Technique into his robes, got up, and walked outside.

"Just go and ask."

"Great idea, I like it!"

Chen Zhaowu laughed loudly and jumped up, following closely behind.

Xue Zhiwei and Lü Zian were both somewhat helpless. Was it a good thing or a bad thing that the two main combatants in the team were so belligerent?

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The Taishan mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles.

Almost all of the thirteen counties in Qizhou are located at the foot of Mount Tai.

Dajin County was established by relying on the Taishan Mountain range.

The Wofo Temple that Lü Zian mentioned is located on a branch of Mount Tai, facing the main peak of Mount Tai from a distance of dozens of miles away.

Although it is dozens of miles away from the main peak of Mount Tai, the distance from Wofo Temple to Dajin County is only about 30 miles.

Because it is not far from the county seat, the incense at Wofo Temple is exceptionally strong.

Zhou Heng and his group arrived at the outside of the Reclining Buddha Temple in no time.

It was midday, and the temple was bustling with people, like a marketplace.

"Everyone, split up and look around. If you find anything, don't act rashly."

Before entering the temple, Zhou Heng glanced at the danger countdown that had been reset to zero and spoke.

The other three nodded and then blended into the crowd.

Zhou Heng stepped forward and came to a monk who was in charge of receiving guests.

"Is the abbot here?"

He began by asking, "I would like to donate a large sum of money to your temple for incense offerings, and I would like to discuss it with the abbot."

"Please follow me, benefactor."

The monk's eyes lit up; the amount of incense money was enormous—this must be a distinguished guest.

He led Zhou Heng through the main hall.

As Zhou Heng passed by the main hall, he glanced at the large Buddha statue on the hall and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

A reclining Buddha several meters long, entirely gilded, must have cost a fortune!

Making money without working is the most profitable thing.

"Please, benefactor."

The guest monk said solicitously, "We'll be there soon. The abbot is meditating in his meditation room."

However, given your sincere devotion to Buddhism, the abbot will surely see you.

The monk in charge of receiving guests pointed to the meditation room in front of him.

Zhou Heng paused slightly, a red light reflecting in his pupils.

【01:00:00】

Without any warning, the danger countdown suddenly started.

Zhou Heng placed his left hand on the scabbard, his thumb slightly pressing the blade spring. With just a little force, the Dragon Sparrow Blade could pop out of the scabbard.

He glanced around discreetly, his gaze settling on the meditation room in front of him.

If there is no danger around, then the danger comes from the meditation room he is about to enter.

So, did you find the right person?

The monk in charge of receiving guests was still bowing and knocking on the door.

Zhou Heng had already stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed it against the door. With a burst of force, he snapped the bolt.

With a creak.

He pushed open the door to the meditation room.

Sunlight streamed into the meditation room from his shoulder.

A gaunt old monk was sitting in the middle of the meditation room. Hearing the sound, he raised his head.

"Abbot, this benefactor says he wants to donate a very large sum of money for incense offerings—"

The monk in charge of receiving guests was startled by Zhou Heng's actions and quickly shouted.

The old monk glanced at him and waved his hand.

"Go down, I'd like to speak with this benefactor."

The old monk spoke calmly, his voice aged and carrying a sense of profound respect.

The monk in charge of receiving guests felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly left.

"Are you really here to donate money for incense?"

The old monk did not rise, but simply looked up at Zhou Heng, clasped his hands together, and said, "May I ask how much the benefactor wishes to donate?"

"A knife."

Zhou Heng said calmly, "I wonder if you can accept it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Heng took a step forward, and the Dragon Sparrow Blade was unsheathed.

He stepped across the threshold and appeared before the old monk as if he had shrunk the distance to an inch, and the Dragon Sparrow Blade slashed down without hesitation.

The gleaming blade instantly illuminated the old monk's gaunt face.

The old monk's originally cloudy eyes instantly became incredibly sharp.

He suddenly raised both hands, clapped his hands together, and used the technique of disarming a swordsman with his bare hands.