After a night of questioning, Zhang Rongfang led people to conduct screenings everywhere.

To no avail.

Early the next morning, another order came down from above to coordinate the screening of a larger area.

Except for one team from the Prison Department, all other teams were dispatched to screen the surrounding situation.

"Boss, there are no holidays every day. You have to work overtime from morning to night. Even an iron man can't handle it."

On the street, people from the ninth team were scattered to screen people passing by. Chen Hansheng couldn't help but complain to Zhang Rongfang.

The group of people wore black team uniforms, with scimitars hanging from their waists, a layer of close-fitting leather armor on their bodies, and hard leather hats on their heads.

Zhang Rongfang did not take any action himself, but stood at the back and watched the team members screen passers-by.

Hearing Chen Hansheng complain, he shook his head.

"You are tired, everyone is tired, and I am tired too. But what can I do? Unless you don't want to do it anymore, you'd better just stay here."

He was also thinking about when to return to the Mirror Palace and take the Taoist route.

It's just that he has only been here for less than a year, and he wants to run away after being promoted. The Department of Prisons and Prisons will definitely not let him go.

Li Ran couldn't explain it.

So you have to at least make some contributions in this position before you can apply.

"Hey, how can you recommend someone?"

Suddenly, a team member got into an argument with a man in a long gown passing by.

"Why are you squeezing? You poor fellow. Get in line at the back!" The team member impatiently pushed the man to the ground.

The bag of Wotou in his arms immediately fell to the ground and rolled everywhere.

The man looked depressed and wanted to get angry, but he unnaturally endured it.

He picked up the steamed buns on the ground without caring about the dirt, and put them back into the bag. He stood up and silently lined up to pass the screening checkpoint.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the man.

"Is that a Confucian scholar?"

He noticed that the man's dress seemed a bit gentle and weak. His figure was also thin.

This kind of figure can only be found by those who study at home all year round and do not produce.

"It should be. Nowadays, there are very few people who are as obvious as this." Team member Liu Han said from the side.

"My great spirit does not respect Confucianism, so many people from the Confucian sect have turned to Buddhism and Taoism. There are only a few people left who refuse to change their sect because of their bad temper. They still dress and behave as before."

"I've heard of this group of people, and there are some in Tan Yang. They have some sort of book club where they work and contribute articles to make money." Chen Hansheng said with a chuckle.

"Contribution?" Zhang Rongfang asked doubtfully, "What manuscript?"

"Are they those manuscripts from brothels and music houses? There are songs, lyrics, and dramas, and some of them are pretty good." Chen Hansheng had an expression that everyone knew.

Zhang Rongfang was silent, but he did not expect that Confucianism, which had a high status in previous lives, would actually sink to this level here.

He still wanted to ask.

Suddenly I heard a burst of fireworks exploding in the distance.

The red fireworks represent warning. From a distance, they are only the size of a fingernail.

The expressions of everyone in the government office changed slightly when they saw this scene.

"Walk!"

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and quickly led the team in that direction.

This firework is a rescue firework used to call for emergency help. People who see it must help as soon as possible.

There are many types of fireworks in Daling.

Lighting different fireworks at different times represents different meanings.

Team 9, led by Zhang Rongfang, divided into five people and quickly rushed towards the fireworks.

A group of people ran out of a street and reached an intersection.

Suddenly, a fruit stall in front was violently overturned, and a large number of apples, pears and oranges were scattered everywhere.

Two tall figures crossed over the fruit and fought fiercely in front of a clothing store.

The two of them had extremely strong speed and strength. When they touched the wooden stall, the wood broke apart, and when they touched the wall, it shattered everywhere.

One of them was wearing a dark red official uniform, holding an official sword, and his moves were wide open and closed, with a wide range of movements.

The other person is holding a long knife, but his moves are precise and small, and he attacks all the vital points. If he is not careful, he will be killed or disabled.

When Zhang Rongfang arrived, there were two other teams, led by the captain.

"Prepare support!"

Zhang Rongfang made a careful judgment and felt awe-struck.

The physical strength of these two people is at the sixth level.

He had already recognized the master from the government. He was the captain Zhang Xiangyang.

The speed and strength of the two men's attacks was one thing, but the point was that from his perspective at this time, he could faintly see that the person with such fine moves seemed thrilling, but in fact had many chances to determine the outcome.

But the strange thing is that this person didn't take any action.

Zhang Rongfang is now at the seventh level, and his eyesight can naturally tell the difference.

Not long after.

Zhang Xiangyang of the team slashed the opponent's blade away with one blow and chased the man into an alley.

This change happened so quickly that the masters around who secretly loaded their crossbows had no time to release their arrows.

Not long after, Zhang Xiangyang of the Corps walked out of the alleyway with a look of disappointment on his face.

Apparently he was lost.

Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes, feeling strange, but said nothing.

He also noticed the reminder from his subordinate Chen Hansheng before. This so-called manhunt was unusual in every aspect.

Was the attack just made by the corps really full force, or was it just a show? Was it a deliberate cooperation to allow the man to escape, so as not to be shot by the crossbow arrows?

It depends on what the team is thinking.

"The person ran away. He should be nearby. Search for me!"

Zhang Xiangyang quickly ordered everyone to search the surrounding area centered on the alleyway.

To ordinary players, this might seem like they are desperately trying to make amends.

But in the eyes of captains like Zhang Rongfang, Zhang Xiangyang's actions are quite interesting.

With that person's physical abilities, such a search would undoubtedly be in vain.

After a hard search that day, everyone found nothing and had to take turns to return to rest.

night.

Zhang Rongfang randomly found a meat pie with green onions on the roadside and had lunch. When he got home, it was already past ten o'clock.

Due to the search, the surrounding entertainment venues became much quieter.

The neighbor next door also had a large courtyard. At this time, there could be faint sounds of playing piano and music, and there were also men and women laughing.

Zhang Rongfang hung the wishing wheel on the wall and listened to the sound next door, which was in sharp contrast with the desertedness of his own home.

He sighed silently, took a spoonful of cold water from the water jar, raised his head and drank it.

After drinking the water and taking a rest, he sat cross-legged in the middle of the room and took off his coat and pants.

Then take out the elixir bottle from the drawer.

This is a blood-nourishing pill, a blood-tonifying prescription that he prepared himself. This prescription is different from the previous Hongqi soup.

Because there is no need to replenish energy, the effect will not diminish.

It only purely replenishes blood, that is, it replenishes hematopoietic components and nutrients to the human body, which will naturally not decay.

After swallowing a pill, Zhang Rongfang felt like eating fishy meat skin, which was difficult to swallow.

But he still chewed it with difficulty and ate it.

In this world, if you want to stand firm and live well, you have to be tough on yourself. This discomfort is nothing.

After eating the Yangxue Pill, he took out the Golden Seal Pill that was at the bottom of the drawer.

He planned to find animals to test this elixir first, to make sure there was no problem before taking it himself.

The so-called guarding against others is indispensable.

Put away the Golden Seal Pill again.

He meditated, closed his eyes, rested, and at the same time practiced Guanxu Gong.
To be continued...