God catches no trace

Chapter 62

Chapter 7: Surgery

"This is exactly the same as the sword used to kill people in the grove." Xia Rupiao said after seeing it.

"Big brother, big brother." The disciple who heard the sound shouted.

At this time, Dao Yifeng rushed out from the hall, saw his disciple being killed, and roared to the sky: "Who is it? Sneaky, stabbing people in the back, what kind of person is he, who has the kind." Obviously heartbroken.

Except for a little breeze and the noise of the disciples, the only answer to him was probably silence.

Sang Wuhen looked at the deceased calmly, and thought for a moment: the murderer killed people in broad daylight, and he was extremely daring. On the surface, it can be confirmed that Zhou Xiangfo was the one who ordered the disciples of Yuedaomen to chase and kill Qin Han.

But why, it was such a coincidence that he was killed by others as soon as his name was mentioned. Also, what is the phenomenon of strange wind and objects falling automatically in the hall?How to explain it?
"Brother Sang, are we still here?"

Xia Rupiao's question made sense. The clue of Yuedaomen was completely interrupted with the disappearance of the elder brother, and it was meaningless to stay here.

"No, let's go now."

After finishing speaking, he bid farewell to Dao Yifeng.

.........

The three of them came out of the courtyard and saw four or five beggars, talking while walking: "Bangzhu Cheng is recruiting everyone in Yuyuanlin this time, it must be because of Elder Feng and Elder Liu."

"Now the Tanzhou Clean Clothes Sect and the Dirty Clothes Sect have no helmsmen. Think about it, can the gang leaders be in a hurry?"

"Yes, such a big event has never happened before."

As people get farther and farther away, the sound becomes smaller and smaller.

"Brother Sang, anyway, there is no clue to investigate now, why don't we go to the meeting place of the beggar gang?"

Sang Wuhen pondered for a moment, then nodded.

In fact, he had a doubt in his heart, so he took this opportunity to confirm it.

"That's how we go?"

"Of course not, first go back to the Yamen with Li Butou, I have my own plan." He smiled.

.........

Yuyuan Forest.

One kilometer away from Tanzhou.

It is a large bamboo forest with beautiful scenery.

The green bamboo swayed with the wind, making rhythmic sounds, as if the music filled the entire space.

A large pavilion was built in the middle of the bamboo forest.

The pavilion is supported by eight round red lacquered pillars, some auspicious objects are carved on the pillars, and the four corners painted in color stretch out to the surroundings.There are three big red characters on the plaque: "Yuyuan Pavilion".

The entire pavilion is surrounded by a horizontal wooden fence for more than half a circle, and there are long wooden chairs inside for tourists to rest.

It was afternoon.

The pavilion was already full of people holding bamboo sticks and wearing shabby clothes.

Some of them whispered, some closed their eyes and meditated.

At this time, on the bamboo forest path, three people came straight to the pavilion.

It is strange: the person in the middle is actually wearing a silver mask and holding a green jade stick in his hand.

The two next to them have nine cloth bags, one clean and one dirty.

When the beggar gang disciples saw it, there was an instant silence on the field.Immediately he stood up straight, holding sticks with both hands flat on his chest, and the two middle-aged elders with eight bags in their bodies led the way, shouting loudly: "All the disciples of the Tanzhou Beggars' Sect kowtow to the leader, Elder Chun, and Elder He."

It turned out that the one with the silver mask was Cheng Zijun, the leader of the beggar gang.

I saw him pause for a while, and nodded to his disciples: "My brother, you are welcome." His voice was full of gentleness.

After finishing speaking, the three stepped into the pavilion.

Then he turned around and faced all the disciples in unison.

Cheng Zijun took a step forward.

"Everyone is called here this time, and everyone must know what happened."

"I know, leader." The two leading eight-bag elders said.

"I have two things to do today. First, who among the disciples of the beggar gang can find out the clues to the murder of the elders and disciples in the Xushen Temple will be rewarded with four cloth bags and 100 taels of gold. Whoever has the ability to catch the murderer will be rewarded." Six cloth bags, 200 taels of gold."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

It is definitely the first time in the history of the Beggar Gang, which is enough to prove that the gang leader attaches great importance to this matter.

Just when the disciples were talking about it.

"What if it's not a beggar gang disciple?" A heavy voice came.

Just as everyone was about to turn their heads to look, they suddenly felt an unknown object floating above their heads.

Afterwards, someone stood in front of Cheng Zijun.

This is a burly man wearing a mask like the gang leader,

However, his mask is black.

When Elder Chun saw it, he yelled sharply: "Where is that rat, you actually trespassed on the guild, come here, throw me out."

The voice fell.

The two beggar gang disciples rushed forward, each reaching for the masked man's arms.

The masked man ignored him and didn't move.

When the disciple's hand touched the opponent's sleeve, he encountered a huge rebounding force, and his body involuntarily retreated, and then fell to the ground.

"Intangible fall."

Elder Chun yelled, and slashed at the masked man with a flying palm.

This palm is like a mountain pressing down on the top, fierce and fast.

The masked man turned sideways and said coldly: "This time, I don't want to fight with others, please don't force me."

Elder Chun saw that his palm was in vain, he was extremely unwilling, and wanted to make a second move.

"Elder, please stop." Cheng Zijun said softly.

"Yes."

He had to listen to the leader's order, and slowly lowered the hand he had just raised.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"You don't need to ask me, the chief, I just want to know, if it's not a beggar sect disciple who finds out the clues, what's the reward?"

"It's none of your business to do with the gang's internal affairs." Elder Chun was already dissatisfied, so of course he fought against him everywhere.However, there is some truth to it.

"Hey, help me? Can you find out?"

"Your Excellency, do you have a clue now?" Cheng Zijun was obedient.

"Hehe, what do you think?" The question was extremely intelligent, neither saying yes nor no, the meaning was ambiguous, and it depended on how Cheng Zijun answered.

"Okay, if yes, please say, 1000 taels of gold."

Everyone was stunned, 1000 taels of gold, so tempting.

"The leader's word counts?"

"One word."

"Then I'll say it." As soon as the words were uttered, the court fell silent.

"Check out the Xuanmen sect."

"Xuanmen sect?"

Everyone has a sense of inexplicable wonder, what kind of clue is this. I have never heard of "Xuanmen sect", let alone checked.

"Do you have evidence?" Cheng Zijun was not surprised, but his tone was obviously much colder.

"Why do you need evidence? Didn't you say that you only provide clues?" The masked man replied slyly.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you talk nonsense."

Cheng Zijun was suddenly furious, and he fell down in the air, sweeping the green jade stick in his hand.

The masked man looked up and saw countless green spikes pointing at him.

"The beggar gang's dog-beating stick method is well-deserved."

He yelled and waved his sleeves, but there was no one there.

However, there was a strong wind blowing across the venue, and everyone couldn't open their eyes. The green bamboos on all sides with the sound of "rustling" formed an encircling circle and gathered towards the center of the venue.

At the same moment, small sword points flying downward appeared above his head.

Cheng Zijun moved, trying to change his move.

At this time, among the beggar gang disciples who were at a loss, a figure jumped up like lightning, and stretched out his palms suddenly, and saw the point of the sword flying straight down quickly sucked into his palm.Then, quickly retracting the palm and sending it away, the tip of the sword flew towards the top of the green bamboo at the same time.

When I landed on the ground, I found that the wind was gone, and the masked man was gone, and the green bamboos that seemed to be gathered were still in their original positions, and everything seemed to have never happened, just like a dream.

He was taken aback, really not understanding why it was so weird.

"Brother Sang, the masked person is the real murderer in the grove and the virtual temple." A female voice came from among the disciples of the beggar gang.

Only then did the confused people wake up, someone saved themselves just now.

They heard the reputation and saw a beggar-like man standing less than five meters away from the pavilion.

"Soul-sucking palm." "" Cheng Zijun walked towards him, "Master Sang Wuhen, please tear off your disguise mask." His tone was extremely polite.

Sang Wuhen smiled.

Wipe it with your hand, and a handsome face appears.

"Thank you sir for your action. All the disciples of my beggar gang will definitely repay you in the future." Cheng Zijun arched his hands, bowed his body, and made a big salute.

"Master Cheng, there's no need to do this, it's a matter of duty." After speaking, he stretched out his hands and bent over to pull.

A touch made his heart tremble.

"Master Sang is very curious." Cheng Zijun's eyes revealed tenderness.

"A little bit." She blushed slightly, "I didn't expect that."

"I don't know if adults have joined our gang, what's the matter?" Cheng Zijun changed the subject.

"Can't you join in the fun if you have nothing to do?" Xia Rupiao said as she returned to her girlish appearance and walked up to Sang Wuhen.

To tell the truth, she just didn't expect that she would meet a real murderer here.By the time I knew it was too late, this person had already disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, was it you who shouted just now?"

"Correct."

"Are you sure that he was the real culprit who killed the elders and disciples of my beggar gang?" Although Cheng Zijun's expression could not be seen clearly, his tone was full of disbelief.

"Indeed." Sang Wuhen answered with certainty after taking the words.

"I didn't expect the murderer to be so bold." Cheng Zijun said bitterly.

"Maybe, the magic power of money." Xia Rupiao smiled.

"Maybe." She didn't continue to ask how they knew, because if they asked about some things, they might not get a result.

After that, he looked at Xia Rupiao with his eyes, and sighed: "I didn't expect Mrs. Sang to have two confidante friends."

"What kind of confidante? Brother Sang only has Sister Shui Sheng in his heart, so there's no room for others."

"Sister Piao, you are making fun of me again."

A figure in white floated from a distance, and came to Sang Wuhen and Xia Rupiao.

The disciples of the Beggar Clan were taken aback for a moment, they moved quickly.

When Sang Wuhen saw it, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How could I? Look, Brother Sang laughed when he saw you."

(End of this chapter)