The next day.

"Shua!"

Chen Yuan expressionlessly swung the long saber in his hand.

Once,

Twice,

Three times...

After a hundred swings, Chen Yuan's forehead was covered in sweat, and the Qi and blood in his body surged. If you listened carefully, you could hear some sounds.

While practicing his saber skills, Chen Yuan was also cultivating.

After a long time, Chen Yuan sheathed his saber and stood in place. The sun in the sky had already risen, giving off a hint of warmth.

After eating breakfast at Zhou's steamed buns shop, Chen Yuan slowly walked towards the county government office.

Today was another day of being a salted fish!

County Government Office.

Chen Yuan greeted the old yamen runners one by one. After killing Iron Hand and a cultist from the Unborn Church, Chen Yuan's status in the county government office had clearly increased a lot.

You must know that most of the yamen runners who entered at the same time as Chen Yuan had little presence.

Even in the county government office, strength spoke volumes.

Although Chen Yuan's two incidents had some cleverness, his strength was still praised by others.

Chen Yuan's entry into Blood Refinement was still unknown, otherwise the shock would be even greater.

However, Chen Yuan didn't want to be the focus of attention right now. Developing silently and making a fortune in silence was the way to go. Only when he stepped into Bone Tempering would be the time for him to officially reveal his strength.

After greeting everyone, Chen Yuan was about to sit down.

Suddenly, a yamen runner rushed in, heading towards the room where Head Constable Huang Xing was, with a very solemn expression.

A moment later, Head Constable Huang Xing and the yamen runner walked out of the room, scanning over everyone.

"Zhao Ning, Chen Yuan, Wang..."

"The rest of you patrol as usual, you come with me!"

Huang Xing's words were decisive, as if he had encountered a major incident, and most of the people he named were strong.

Chen Yuan naturally didn't dare to refute anything, and honestly followed behind Huang Xing.

On the way, Chen Yuan finally learned what had happened.

It was still related to the demonic figures of the Unborn Church.

The incident happened in the east of the city, at a large household located in the east of the city. All seventeen members of the family, including maids and servants, had died tragically.

Their essence and blood were sucked dry, almost the same as the death of Chen Ping'an's parents.

With such a major case, it was no wonder Huang Xing looked so solemn.

Previous murder cases had occurred in remote villages and towns, and people didn't want to get involved, but since it happened in the city, the yamen had no choice but to take it seriously.

The east of the city was relatively the wealthiest area in Ping'an County, and the Huang family was located in the east of the city.

Soon, the yamen runners didn't dare to delay and arrived in front of the household. More than a dozen bailiffs guarded the residence, while Huang Xing led the others inside.

In the courtyard.

Seventeen corpses were placed one by one, covered with white cloth.

Chen Yuan used the sheath of his saber to lift the white cloth, carefully examining each one. The deaths were indeed exactly the same as Chen Ping'an's parents.

Chen Yuan's heart tightened. He didn't know if this was unintentionally done by the Unborn Church's demonic figures, or a warning to the county government office. Would they be targeting him?

"What did the coroner say?" Huang Xing asked with his head lowered.

A middle-aged coroner cupped his hands and said:

"It should have happened last night."

"Were any traces found?"

Huang Xing nodded and then turned his gaze to the yamen runners. Just now, they had carefully searched the entire residence.

Some people shook their heads, while others offered some clues.

But in the end, there were no clear leads.

Chen Yuan searched all the corners and finally found a few not-so-obvious footprints. Slowly crouching down, Chen Yuan stared at the footprints, his eyes seemingly pondering something.

Seeing Chen Yuan's abnormality, Huang Xing walked forward:

"Have you thought of something?"

Chen Yuan pointed to the footprints on the ground:

"Sir, judging from the footprints, this subordinate believes that there should be two cultists from the Unborn Church, one is a bit thin and the other is a bit fat."

"The fat one should have a limp."

Huang Xing squinted his eyes and glanced at Chen Yuan:

"What makes you say that?"

"Sir, please look, this footprint is obviously deeper than the others, with more force on the left leg, and this subordinate has just observed that none of the seventeen corpses on the ground are limping!"

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.

Since he had nothing to do just now, Chen Yuan had checked all the corpses on the ground, confirming that no one had a problem with their legs. That's why he was so sure when investigating the footprints.

Huang Xing stared for a long time before saying:

"Not bad."

Soon, Huang Xing, based on Chen Yuan's judgment, ordered people to start searching.

The target was a fat man with a limp...

Murder cases that occurred in the county seat had to be taken seriously.

The imperial court had long ago issued a kill order against the Unborn Church.

"Were you the first to discover the murder case this morning?"

Chen Yuan found the first person who reported the case, a carpenter who delivered coffins to that household.

"Yes... Officer, this morning..."

According to the middle-aged man, he was supposed to deliver a message today, telling them that the coffin had been successfully made, but the gate was tightly closed and not opened.

After waiting for a while, he wanted to leave, but he smelled a bloody smell and realized something was wrong, so he and a few other carpenters pushed the door open.

After that, they saw the tragic situation in the house and were terrified, so they ran to report to the authorities.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and instead noticed another thing.

"Why did they need to make a coffin?"

He had observed that the master and madam of that household were not on their deathbeds, and were only in their forties. They shouldn't have prepared for their own funerals so early.

The carpenter was stunned and said truthfully:

"Master Liu asked us to make the coffin, saying it was for moving the ancestral graves, and they used the best wood..."

"Moving graves..." Chen Yuan seemed to realize something.

"Do you know why they wanted to move the graves?"

"Master Liu said something about the old grave having bad Feng Shui, I don't know if it's true."

Could the moving of the graves be related to the murder case?

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"Do you know where the Liu family's ancestral grave is?"

"Yes, yes, I've been there once. Master Liu believes in this, and specially took us to worship there once."

"Take me to see..."

The carpenter didn't dare to refute. To him, the officers of the county government were already extraordinary figures, not something that a small commoner like him could provoke.

After saying a few words, Chen Yuan went to ask Head Constable Huang Xing for instructions, but Head Constable Huang Xing opposed it.

"What's so good about graves? It's better to search the county seat with this time."

Huang Xing scolded, seemingly displeased.

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, did not refute, and quickly said yes, but in his heart he was wondering if he had offended Huang Xing in some way?

Or did he sense that he was hostile to him?

Chen Yuan didn't know, but since Huang Xing had spoken, Chen Yuan wouldn't go against him. After quietly inquiring about the location of the Liu family's ancestral grave, he took a few bailiffs and began to search the county seat.