Becoming a Saint Starts with Copying Martial Arts

Chapter 40 People from the Prefectural City

The woman carrying a spiked club on her shoulder suddenly stood up.

"What happened?"

"Cheng Yannian, the chief envoy of the Soul Suppression Division of Jiangyin County, has gone missing. He is suspected to have died at the hands of the Yin Yuan Sect demons. The Han family, a powerful clan in the county, is also involved behind the scenes. You must go and investigate the situation immediately."

"If the Han family is truly colluding with the Yin Yuan Sect, then we will wipe them out immediately," the white-robed man said in a deep voice.

He was a steward of the Soul Suppression Division named Wang Ling, and his purpose in coming here was to travel through various counties to search for talented individuals.

The muscular woman next to him, Ran Hongxia, is also a butler, but her status is one level lower than Wang Ling's; the two are the butler and his deputy.

"Cheng Yannian? Isn't that Cheng Feng's younger brother?" Ran Hongxia took the secret letter and quickly flipped through it.

"That's right. Cheng Feng and I have a life-or-death bond. Years ago, I was besieged by the demons of the Bai'er Cult. If it weren't for Cheng Feng's help, I would have been a corpse long ago. Unfortunately, Cheng Feng died young, and I never had the chance to repay this kindness. Now that Cheng Yannian is in trouble, how can I ignore it?" Wang Ling said coldly.

Ran Hongxia licked her lips: "Don't worry, Brother Wang. Anyone who dares to collude with the Byr Cult, I don't care which one or which one, I'll wipe them all out!"

"Ran Hongxia, you are straightforward and brutal, but this time you can't use brute force. On one hand, secretly gather information about the Han family, and on the other hand, search for talents for the town's Soul Division. Don't alert them. Either don't make a move, or if you do, make a thunderous move and wipe out the remnants of the Bai'er Cult in one fell swoop," Wang Ling said expressionlessly.

"Brother Wang, rest assured, I may be rough, but I'm not brainless."

Ran Hongxia responded, mounted her horse, spurred it on, and galloped off towards Jiangyin County.

"Commander Chen!" Wang Ling turned around as the crimson sunset faded into the distance.

"Here." A man in black armor stepped out of the crowd.

"You continue leading the team forward, I'm going back to the prefectural city!" Wang Ling said coldly.

"Yes." The man nodded.

Wang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. The letter said that the Han family had a caravan heading to the prefectural city soon, which included Han Qi, the Han family's top expert, and Han Rong, Han Shantong's most beloved second son.

If the Han family is truly up to something, simply intercepting these two people will naturally bring everything to light.

...

In the outer urban area of ​​Jiangyin County, a light drizzle was falling from the sky.

"Brother Lin, where should we put this table?"

"Just put it on the ground."

"Alright."

Yu Qiuyu carried a round red lacquered wooden table and gently placed it in the corner of the left side of the room against the wall.

Lin Qing was standing in the courtyard, holding a stone table and placing it in the northeast corner of the courtyard.

This is a courtyard house he recently rented, located near his own small courtyard, less than two hundred steps away.

There is a two-story wooden building in the courtyard, with four rooms in total, and a woodshed and outhouse next to it.

Yu Qiuyu was quite enthusiastic; upon hearing that he was moving, he offered to come and help.

The two of them worked for an hour and had already arranged all the tables, chairs and furniture.

"Brother Lin, I heard that Lord Shen Lian is also moving out?" Yu Qiuyu walked out of the room, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Lin Qing nodded slightly: "Lord Shen is preparing to resign from his position as the head of the Crafts Department and will be moving into this small courtyard soon."

At that time, Lin Qing will live on the first floor, and Shen Lian will live on the second floor.

"Sigh, it's right to move out. The Soul Suppression Bureau is in complete chaos now, and life is hard for them," Yu Qiuyu sighed.

Lin Qing smiled and said, "Don't sigh, all troubles will pass."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qiuyu suddenly sighed, "Lin Qing, now that you mention it, I've never seen you sigh like this before."

Lin Qing said calmly, "Why are you sighing? Life's ups and downs are like the changing weather. Just as cloudy days always pass, so too do adversity. Why worry? Focusing on the present is the key."

Yu Qiuyu nodded: "Lin Qing, you're right. I didn't expect that although I'm older than you, my temperament is not as good as yours."

After chatting for a while, Yu Qiuyu stood up, dusted himself off, and made as if to leave.

Lin Qing said, "Brother Yu, let's go to a nearby restaurant for lunch. It's my treat, so be sure to have a good drink."

"Let's do it another day. I'm going to visit Bai Jingming's family later," Yu Qiuyu said.

"Bai Jingming? Now that you mention it, it's been a while since I've seen him." Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat.

On that day, Bai Jingming invited him to enter Liulin together, but now there has been no news of him. He didn't even participate in the battle of Caojiazhuang. He felt something was wrong at the time, and now that Yu Qiuyu mentioned it, he remembered.

"Bai Jingming has been in Liulin for over ten days, and now there's been no news of him. Alas, he's a man with a tragic fate. His child is seriously ill, and the meager funds from the Soul Suppression Division are simply not enough. He had no choice but to take this risk, but unexpectedly, this is how it ends." Yu Qiuyu sighed. "Now life is even more difficult. The women in his family are starving. I'll send them two bags of rice and flour."

Lin Qing nodded slightly: "Brother Bai is an honest and kind man. I'm sending this two taels of silver as a token of my appreciation."

Two taels of silver might not mean much to him now, but it could save Bai Jingming's family's lives. He didn't consider himself a good person, but he did have principles and bottom lines.

Yu Qiuyu nodded, thinking to himself, "Lin Qing is a man of principle."

...

the other side.

The Office of the Soul Suppressor.

On the training ground, Jiang Baihe stood with his hands behind his back, facing a row of teenagers, all of whom were helpers selected from various courtyards.

In the battle of Caojiazhuang, several constables lost their lives, which created several vacant positions.

Therefore, the Soul Suppression Division launched a new round of assessments, and Jiang Baihe remained in charge of teaching martial arts.

As the sun set, the laborers dispersed, leaving behind a noble young man dressed in brocade robes.

"Lord Jiang, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Please forgive me." A round-faced young man approached Jiang Baihe with a smile and presented him with a money pouch with both hands.

Jiang Baihe's face immediately lit up with a bright smile. He took the bag of silver, weighed it in his hand, and found it to be quite heavy.

"Want to join the night patrol? That's easy. Don't worry, I'll guarantee you a spot."

"Lord Jiang, from what I've observed, there are a few talented ones among this group of helpers," the chubby young man whispered.

"It doesn't matter. They're just a bunch of peasants. So what if they're talented? They don't know how to give money as tribute. They deserve to stay at the bottom of society for the rest of their lives," Jiang Baihe said with disdain.

"I'm relieved to hear Lord Jiang's words." The chubby young man smiled broadly and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a young man in black strode over, clutching a piece of cloth in his hand.

"My lord, I have visited more than thirty pharmacies in the outer city and checked their accounts. I have recorded all the money that Lin Qing has spent on tonics during this period on this piece of cloth."

Jiang Baihe took the cloth and examined it carefully, his face darkening.

"This is only a partial record; the dozen or so transactions add up to over two hundred taels of silver. Where did he get so much money?"

"Sir, do you mean Lin Qing killed Rong Futong and took that large sum of silver?" Gao Feng asked tentatively.

"Who else could it be but him? Besides, even if it's not him, so what? I say it is, and it is. Before, with Cheng Yannian and Yang Feng protecting him, I couldn't do anything about him. Now that Cheng Yannian is missing and Yang Feng is in trouble himself, let's see who can save him." Jiang Baihe sneered.

"My lord, I heard that Lin Qing moved out of the Zhenhun Division's courtyard yesterday," Gao Feng added.

"So what if he moves away? As long as he's still in Jiangyin County, he'll never escape. You immediately arrange for a few people to keep an eye on him and figure out his daily routine," Jiang Baihe said coldly.

"Yes." Gao Feng turned and left.