[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

Regarding the current situation, Zhong Yanqiu was not surprised at all.

He can only adjust his landing point to a fixed large range at most each time, such as not falling into the sea or some more dangerous place, but the distance of the falling point is beyond his control, it is possible to fall anywhere of.

Zhong Yanqiu looked around, it was not a very big forest, but there were many people standing there densely, just by looking at the thick or weak blood on their bodies, Zhong Yanqiu knew that this was probably another river and lake dispute.

Sometimes I really don't know what is there to argue about.

His eyes turned to the ground again, there was an old beggar lying down there, with a sallow complexion and a thin body, because of his martial arts practice, he didn't look very old, only his hair was a little frosty.

Death is not dead, Su Mengzhen's knife was still measured, only his right hand was disabled, not his throat.

But that slash was too fast, so fast that people couldn't help but feel chills running down their backs, wondering if it was him, would he be able to avoid this lightning-fast slash.

"Your Excellency trespassed on me... trespassing on the forbidden area of ​​the Beggar Clan, what's your business?"

After a long silence, someone finally spoke. It was a burly man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, about thirty years old, wearing a gray old cloth robe with a lot of blood on it. Well, to be precise, it was With several knives pierced, his face is quite weathered, but extremely powerful. Even among so many people, it is difficult to ignore his existence.

It's just that he looks very sad and desolate now, and he is faintly rejected by everyone, and there is only a young man who looks like a scholar standing beside him.

Zhong Yanqiu's eyes paused on him for a while, but he was not looking at the man, but at the "threads" entangled on his body.

Chaotic and complicated, like an inextricable knot.

He smiled, finding it quite amusing.

"I don't know what your Excellency is doing?"

The man repeated it again, his face was not good-looking, and there was even a hint of anger.

"Qiao...Feng?" Zhong Yanqiu narrowed his eyes and read out the man's name, but his ability told him that there should be another name under this name, "or... Xiao Feng?"

As soon as he uttered the word Xiao Feng, before the man had any reaction, the expression of an old man with white beard and hair beside him had already changed.

"Yellow-mouthed kid—!"

Before he finished speaking, he was fixed in place by Zhong Yanqiu's gaze. Those eyes seemed to see through the world. The more evil he was, the more his body became stiff and unable to move under those eyes.

"You don't want me to say it?" Zhong Yanqiu looked at the old man and smiled more meaningfully.

This is really an interesting place.

In other words, this man who is still called Qiao Feng is very interesting.

"Elder Xu?" Qiao Feng looked at the old man with doubts in his eyes.

Elder Xu's face turned blue and purple. He and the others exposed Qiao Feng's life experience here. He was righteous and confident, but for some reason, an indescribable guilt suddenly appeared under those eyes.

"That's right, after all, he did something wrong and killed innocent people indiscriminately." Zhong Yanqiu nodded, and before he could finish his sentence, he saw a man in the crowd with a livid face suddenly jumping up and walking along the path of no one. He fled everywhere, his movements were so fast that people couldn't react for a while.

"!" Qiao Feng was startled, and Elder Xu asked someone to stop him.

"Just tell him to run away." Zhong Yanqiu shook his head with a smile, "If you don't know people and believe in slander, a large group of people formed gangs and yelled and killed people and ruined them. It would be shameful for him to stay here. "

It's rare for him to speak so badly, but at this time he was indeed a little angry, isn't it strange, obviously it's not the first time he fell into a crowd and was besieged, but at this time he was full of anger Of course.

The fleeing man staggered a few steps and disappeared into the woods.

Su Mengzhen also noticed that Zhong Yanqiu was not in a good mood, sighed softly in her heart, and smoothed things over, "The two of us did not have any malicious intentions, and we were in a hurry and couldn't hold back just now, please forgive me."

He said it to the old beggar who had his right hand cut off with a single knife, but Zhong Yanqiu was completely left out of what he said, and he shifted the contradiction to himself.

Zhong Yanqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, for Su Mengzhen's sake he didn't continue to taunt, to be honest, except for that Qiao Feng and the scholar-like young man next to him, few of them were clean On the surface, men steal women and prostitutes in private, and it's a lot of fun to tear apart a few casually.

"Greetings, little girl." Not far away, a woman in plain clothes folded her sleeves and blessed her body. She was extremely beautiful. Even though she was a few years old, she only added a bit of coquettish charm to the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and she didn't look old at all. My Beggar Clan has important matters, I don't know if the two young heroes are here, what are you doing?"

Without waiting for someone to answer, she continued: "I know the leader... Qiao Feng has a lot of friends in Jianghu, but this matter is of great importance..."

While she was talking, she looked left and right, and when she met Qiao Feng, she suddenly retracted her eyes, and she stopped talking with her lowered eyes, as if she was frightened.

Her acting skills can be said to be quite good, just by looking at the reactions of the people around, the scholar beside Qiao Feng couldn't help but ask Qiao Feng if he knew those two people, and the subtle doubts in the eyes of others were also reflected in Zhong Yan's eyes. Qiu and Qiao Feng wandered between them.

If he was any more stupid, even if he knew that Zhong Yanqiu and Qiao Feng didn't know each other, he couldn't help being a little more vigilant.

This woman is well versed in sowing discord.

The premise is that Zhong Yanqiu and Su Mengzhen are not standing opposite her.

Su Mengzhen has been in charge of the Golden Wind and Rain Tower for many years, and he has never seen any kind of ghosts and snakes. The woman's resentment before she lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes did not escape his acting skills at all.

Not to mention Zhong Yanqiu, the ghost beside the woman who was full of resentment could not see unless he was blind. It's annoying to hear.

He is not in a good mood, although he himself is not quite sure why he is in a bad mood, but when he is not in a good mood, he usually likes to drag others to be uncomfortable with him.

Since the woman wanted so much to tie them in the same boat as Qiao Feng, let her wish come true.

Zhong Yanqiu said with a smile: "I came here this time because I was entrusted by others, and it is for the important affairs of your Beggar Clan."

Su Mengzhen glanced at him subconsciously, pursed her lips and smiled and stopped talking, just stood beside Zhong Yanqiu playing with the red sleeve knife, the water was rippling on the thin blade, and the tip of the knife was still a little bit wet The blood that was drained reminded everyone how this knife cut off the wrist of the elder of the beggar gang just now.

"I don't know who entrusted your Excellency?" Qiao Feng asked in a deep voice.

To be honest, he is also in a daze right now. He knows that today this is a game set up against him. The purpose of taking advantage of the death of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, is to attack him. If he was rushed up and down, he might as well ruin his reputation and die here.

The people in the field, except for the little brother Duan Yu who just made friends with him today, are also somewhat related to the case of Ma Dayuan. For example, on the other side, there is a young man with a self-contained faction, a few women and guards, who are the most important in this case. The suspect is Murong Fu, the son of the Murong family in Gusu, and Mrs. Su Yi, Ma Dayuan's widow Madam Kang Min.

In fact, it was true. Not only was a basin of sewage that killed Ma Dayuan taken away, but his life experience was also revealed.

He is not a Han, but a Khitan.

He who wholeheartedly led the beggar gang to fight against foreign enemies was not a Han Chinese.

How ridiculous.

At one moment he was in a turmoil, and at another moment his liver and gallbladder were torn apart. He didn't know how to react, nor how to justify.

However, the sudden appearance of these two unknown origins, if it wasn't for the law enforcement elder Bai Shijing, that is, the old beggar whose wrist had been cut off, would not have discovered when they appeared here silently.

Qiao Feng didn't know them, he was very confident in his memory, and besides, if he met them, they would definitely leave a deep impression on them.

Did he come to add insult to injury, or... or to help him?

What the hell is going on with all this?He was thinking in his heart, but there was a bit of panic in his eyes.

Even if it is a man of iron, it would be difficult for him to maintain his calm and dignified in such a situation.

Zhong Yanqiu said with a smile: "Although I was entrusted by someone, I can't explain the complicated things in a few words."

Mrs. Ma said: "I wonder if it has something to do with my husband's death?" As she spoke, the circles of her eyes turned red, she looked sad and miserable, her eyes were full of resentment and she stared at Qiao Feng with a bit of pleasure.

Others only regarded her as a husband who was able to avenge her feud, and stared at Qiao Feng with the same hatred - this is normal, just being a Khitan is enough to erase all of Qiao Feng's contributions, and all his efforts will be considered as wolfish ambitions, and even thrown away. More malicious speculations with ulterior motives.

"If your husband-in-law has a long face, round eyes, about seven feet tall, four to fifty years old, a mole on the corner of his mouth, and a scar on his neck, then it is indeed him." Zhong Yanqiu nodded.

People around who had seen Ma Dayuan nodded, this is indeed Ma Dayuan's appearance.

"I don't know my husband..." Mrs. Ma clenched her handkerchief tightly, her mind was full of thoughts. She didn't know whether the two people who popped up suddenly were enemies or friends. They had already accomplished everything and made Qiao Feng ruined and had nowhere to go. The unplanned killing of the two people really made her feel guilty.

"Like I said, the matter is complicated and I can't convey it clearly in a few words." Zhong Yanqiu blinked, then suddenly raised his voice, "Why don't you let him come and talk to you in person?"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, Madam Ma forced a smile and said: "My husband is buried in the earth, and the dead are the greatest, Your Excellency..."

"The dead are the greatest? What is safe in the ground?" Zhong Yanqiu stretched out his hand and slightly hooked her in the direction, "Ask him yourself, is it safe or not?"

The ghost attached to Mrs. Ma's body drifted down beside him, Zhong Yanqiu held the ghost's hand, and the corner of his mouth raised a subtle arc.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a hand suddenly appeared on his hand, followed by a wrist, an arm, and a shoulder, and a figure stood in the air, eyes like blood roaring towards Mrs. Ma's direction.

"You bitch!!! Bitch!!!"

No one would admit that it was Ma Dayuan, the deputy head of the Beggar Gang who had passed away for a long time.