Chapter 38 - 36: The Temple’s Sacred Instrument Suppresses the Evil
Atop Bull Horn Mountain, the night wind was cold.
Those present were mostly accustomed to practicing martial arts, their physiques robust and well-trained.
Yet at this moment, they still felt the wind piercing to the bone, causing a tremulous sense of dread.
The ground reeked of blood; bodies lay decapitated, severed from their heads.
"Master..."
Among the night patrol, someone's voice couldn't help but come out hoarse.
The atmosphere grew increasingly stagnant.
"..."
Meng Lu gripped the knife in his hand, gazing at the other's black robe trimmed with gold thread, and said in a low voice, "The new Flag Commander of Linjiang Station?"
His gaze fell upon the old man kneeling on the ground, face full of terror, and his expression became even graver.
"Is this the chief clerk from the Outer South Government Office?"
