Something happened to Xueyue Island, and the news was reported to the yamen soon. More than half an hour later, a large group of soldiers boarded a boat to the island, with comprehensive martial law, various investigations, and aftermath work.

The members of the Xueyue Society on the island were called aside by the soldiers and armored generals and issued a ban order to tell them not to tell others about what happened tonight after they returned to the city, which would cause panic.

In a nutshell: Harmony!

Chen Tang saw that some soldiers carefully packed the demon's corpses, and more than ten people escorted them, loaded them onto an iron armored ship, and transported them away.

He was thinking in his heart: "Is this demon corpse a treasure? Can it be eaten or what ingredients can it be made?"

However, there is no answer to these at the moment. Under the circumstances at that time, he could not take the body away.

Then, the military family sent away a group of members on a ship, and sent people to escort them very considerately and sent them back to their respective homes.

This is mainly because these members all have some identities and cannot be misunderstood.

After returning home, Su Ling fell asleep and woke up in shock.

Chen Tang was afraid that she would worry, so he just said that the poem meeting was over, so he rushed back.

Su Ling asked if she was hungry, then went to the kitchen to set the fire, cooked a large bowl of noodles, added a few slices of meat, and two eggs were in.

The food at the poetry meeting was pretty good, with big fish and meat, delicacies and sea food. Chen Tang let go of his stomach to eat and drink. However, after a fierce battle with Mr. Wutong, he consumed a lot and felt hungry again. When the noodles were cooked, he immediately started to eat.

Su Ling held her chin with her hands and looked at it from the side, showing a slight smile.

At this time, the heavy snow that had been brewing for a long time finally fell like goose feathers. Tomorrow, it will definitely be a white world covered with silver. If the snow is deep, you have to pick up tools to clear it.

After eating the noodles, they cleaned up and went back to their rooms to rest.

For a moment, Chen Tang couldn't sleep, so he sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes to rest, and recalled the fight with the demons:

He first took his wisdom and used the characteristics of the celestial energy of heaven and man to sneak behind the opponent, and with a heavy palm, the attack was successful, and the first move was taken. The next thing was much easier. Since his breath became stronger and his endurance was greatly enhanced, he had no worries.

In the final analysis, this demon is not as powerful as rumored and imagined.

The evil spirits are divided into strengths and weaknesses, and the same is true for demons. I don’t know how to divide this. You have to find someone who knows the inside story to understand it.

But no matter what, the matter finally came to an end.

The government obviously wants to block the relevant news so as not to cause trouble and make people's hearts turbulent.

This actually has certain advantages. Otherwise, it will cause trouble and will easily lead to civil unrest and will be out of control.

After thinking about it, Chen Tang started to do the Zhoutian movement and then went to bed.

It snowed for a day and a night, and after it stopped, it started to rain again.

The bad rain and snow weather had a great impact on Panzhou's people's livelihood, and the prices of rice, grain, vegetables, and various daily necessities rose sharply.

With great expenses and no investments, Chen Tang felt the pressure of life again. After the New Year, he was afraid he would be in a difficult position and it was very difficult.

If you pass the juren, you are still poor!

During this period, something happened in Panzhou Prefecture. Many notices were posted on the streets of all sizes, looking for people, and even one was posted on Hanmo Street.

When Chen Tang went to see it, he saw a portrait on the notice, which was exactly the same as Wuji's appearance, and it was very realistic.

The notice said that if you have a lot of money to seek the whereabouts of this benefactor, you will be rewarded with one hundred yuan.

When this incident spread, a boxer soon pointed out that the person in the portrait was named "Wuji", and he once served as a hall in Shengwu Pavilion...
Chapter completed!