Murder

Chi Yebai twisted the sword body, the blade was facing Fang Changqing's palm, but he slipped down.Fang Changqing caught the air, he kicked several times in mid-air, hitting Chi Yebai's shoulder.

Chi Yebai immediately used Hua Chun Jue to block this move.

Fang Changqing's foreigner's kung fu is very powerful, he missed a single blow, he fell to the ground, kicked the sole of his foot on the ground, and attacked Chi Yebai again.

There is a reason for choosing Chi Yebai between Sima Feng and Chi Yebai.Fang Changqing had met Sima Feng face to face, and he knew that he was a formidable opponent, but Chi Yebai had disguised himself as a sick ghost that day, so he had a quick glance, but he couldn't see the details of the opponent's martial arts.Picking Chi Yebai was certainly risky, but Sima Feng, he definitely couldn't beat him.

The alley was originally pitch black, and the two fought fiercely in the darkness, but no one spoke a word.Fang Changqing danced vigorously with his fleshy palms, but Chi Yebai's sword tip was also extremely flexible. The alley was so narrow that the sword never touched the wall or the ground, and there was not even a sound of impact.

Fang Changqing already had some regrets at this time.This person's martial arts may be on par with that loud voice.

He thought for a moment, opened his palm, and slammed it against the wall.

The wall was old and couldn't bear his strength, and soon a big crack cracked.Fang Changqing blocked Chi Yebai's attack with one hand, and grabbed the stones on the wall with the other, using his internal force to attract the stones to his hand.

But what he didn't expect was that the person in front of him seemed to know the reason why he scratched the wall, and the thin blade pierced against the wall, piercing his wrist in the darkness with incomparable accuracy.

The tip of the sword penetrated into the flesh, turned half a circle, and then picked it up.

Fang Changqing let out a miserable cry—the tendon in his right hand was broken.

Chi Yebai withdrew his sword and looked down at the person kneeling in front of him panting.

Now that he already knew that this "Brother Changqing" was most likely the dead man who was good at locking the throat, he naturally immediately remembered what he had heard.He hadn't heard the name of the dead man, but he knew that he had a strange internal force, which could attract fine foreign objects to his hands.It is said that he was responsible for the massacre of a certain prince in Beijing. He broke two swords and absorbed the thin blades that had been broken into dozens of pieces into his palms. In less than half an hour, he slaughtered hundreds of people in that house. life.

Fang Changqing's right hand can no longer be used, and Chi Yebai feels a little pity in his heart: he has never heard of this kind of weird internal force, if it is possible, he is willing to ask in detail.

"What's your last name?" Chi Yebai asked.

"...Fang." Fang Changqing gritted his teeth and replied.

Chi Yebai took out the rope from his arms and hesitated for a moment.When it comes to catching prisoners, he always acts together with Sima Feng.Since it was an arrest, it was impossible for the scene to be clean and tidy.Sima Feng knew that he was fond of cleaning, so he always did the binding of the prisoner by himself, not letting Chi Ye do it for nothing.

He shook the rope and walked into Fang Changqing.

Fang Changqing, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head.

Chi Yebai didn't see what he did, but subconsciously took a step back.

Fang Changqing actually used his left hand to directly pry up a thick green brick on the ground!

The blue brick came straight towards Chi Yebai, and Chi Yebai was about to dodge, when the brick suddenly made a loud noise, and was smashed from behind by Fang Changqing who jumped up.

Fang Changqing didn't intend to attack himself with the green bricks, he took the opportunity to smash the green bricks and disturb his sight - Chi Yebai frowned, this method was clumsy, but it worked.It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and the sound of the crushing stones completely concealed Fang Changqing's depressed breathing, and he couldn't tell it out for a while.Chi Yebai understood Fang Changqing's intention in an instant, shook his hands, and poured his inner strength into the rope.

The flexible rope straightened immediately.Chi Yebai didn't care about the gravel in front of him, just closed his eyes and listened to Fang Changqing's breathing and movements, his toes spun heavily on the ground.

When Fang Changqing rushed to his side, he threw the rope fiercely and hit Fang Changqing on the bridge of the nose!

Fang Changqing thumped and fell to his knees in front of Chi Yebai, his head hit the ground because he couldn't stand up because of dizziness.

Chi Yebai shook the rope, instead of binding his hands and feet, it directly wrapped around his neck, straightening Fang Changqing's upper body.

Fang Changqing panted heavily.Chi Yebai smelled the smell of blood: Fang Changqing's nose bridge was broken, and the blood kept flowing down.

"You held your breath, and so did I. I couldn't tell where you were at the moment, and you couldn't tell where I was either." Chi Yebai said, "So I moved my toes to show you. You know it might be a It is a trap, but it is also the only chance for you to attack me and escape. So you will definitely approach the place where there is a sound, but you dare not attack rashly; and when you approach cautiously, I have already heard where you are gone."

Everything happens between a few breaths.Fang Changqing's heart was ashamed, knowing that he was no match for this person.The man strangled him, but it didn't seem like he wanted to kill him, it just made him short of breath.

"What powerful hands." Chi Yebai removed his wrists, "just in case, you and I should be more careful."

He took Fang Changqing, who couldn't walk straight, to the entrance of the alley, and saw Sima Feng running over in a hurry.

Sima Feng heard a strange cry of pain, but his impatience became chaotic, he ran in the wrong direction, and finally found the correct position by stepping on the roof.

Chi Yebai said that he was not injured, but Sima Feng still saw a few fine scratches on his face.

He took Chi Yebai's rope and dragged Fang Changqing out.

Chi Yebai asked Ying Beishe's people to report to the official, and he and Sima Feng each escorted a person to the official.

Su Zhan cried silently all the way, starting to cry when he saw Fang Changqing whose face was covered in blood.Fang Changqing was hit on the head and couldn't walk, so Sima Feng threw him over on the horse.

Zhang Fushen, Lin Shaoyi and others arrived at the government with them. Li Yijin took the two and handed them over to a familiar policeman.

Sima Feng and Chi Yebai came here under the care of the Shaoyi League, so it is inconvenient for them to directly participate in the affairs of the government.But Sima Feng was very interested in this case, so he asked Lin Shaoyi to help communicate with the government, and asked him to listen to the results of the interrogation.

On the afternoon of the second day, news finally came: Sima Feng could attend the trial tomorrow.

At that time, Sima Feng was persuading Chi Yebai to apply medicine to the scratches on his face. After hearing the news, he happily walked around the yard twice.

After turning around, he returned to Chi Yebai: "Xiaobai, can you use some medicine?"

Chi Yebai was so annoyed, he still had a collection of stories in his hand that he was going to copy out for Xin Chong, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him: "No, you go and do your work."

Sima Feng had the medicine in his hand, it was an ointment specially prepared by Gan Lexi for treating minor injuries.The whole body of the ointment is white, with a faint floral fragrance, very delicate.

Seeing that Sima Feng had been persuading him for almost a day, Chi Yebai was still unmoved, and even Song Beiyan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Brother Sima, since Brother Chi said no, then don't use it." Song Beiyan said, "Xin Chong is waiting to hear this story collection, so you can tell him to be silent first."

"If you don't use it, there will be scars." Sima Feng pointed at the scratches on Chi Yebai's face, and said angrily, "The food here in Shaoyimeng has a strong taste, thick oil and red sauce, and once the scars are colored, they will not go away. Lost."

"So what if you can't remove it? Don't you like Brother Chi when you have scars?" Song Beiyan asked very naturally, innocently.

Sima Feng: "..."

Chi Yebai frowned, and pushed away his hand that was about to poke his face.

Sima Feng: "Of course not! I still like it!"

Song Beiyan: "That's fine. Brother Chi doesn't care, you don't care, and we people don't care, why are you nervous?"

Sima Feng was at a loss for words and couldn't continue, so he just sat across from Chi Yebai and watched him write.Song Beiyan played in the yard for a while, felt bored, and turned to Gan Lele.Gan willingly asked him what he was doing at Chi Yebai's side, and he added embellishments: "I made a problem for Brother Sima."

So he won the praise of Gan Leyi.

On this side, Chi Yebai was still writing hard.There are many old men in the Shaoyi League, and even Lin Shaoyi himself had never heard any stories when he was a child, and he would wave his arms to fight when he was in the nanny's arms.Xin Zhong's personality is different from Lin Shaoyi and Lin Shaoyi's younger sister, he is very quiet and loves to listen to various legends.Originally, when I was sleeping at night, I would pester people to listen to stories, but now a person with stories from all over the world has come to the League, and Xin Zhong is even day and night, always shouting "Uncle Chi, tell the story".The members of the Shaoyi League had no choice, so Lin Shaoyi had no choice but to be cheeky, and asked Chi Yebai to transcribe a few stories that he knew that were suitable for a baby of Xin Zhong's age, so that they could help him according to the appearance of the stories.

Chi Yebai wrote for a whole day, and finally came to the end. When he looked up, he saw Sima Feng holding the ointment in his hand, with a worried expression on his face.

"It's just an injury that couldn't be smaller, it doesn't matter." Chi Yebai patiently explained to him, "It's just a face scratched by gravel. Do you and I rarely see such things?"

During the silence, Sima Feng racked his brains to come up with an excellent good reason.

"You came to Shaoyi League this time to leave home quietly. Uncle Chi is okay...I'm afraid of my senior sister." Sima Feng said in a low voice, "When you go home, if she sees the wound on your face, I will be finished .I may not be able to walk into Eagle Bay House in my life.”

"Not really."

"Don't make her worry." Sima Feng pushed the ointment bottle in front of him, "Are you willing to let your mother see your injury, and then secretly feel sorry for you?"

Chi Yebai glanced at him coolly: "What kind of trick is this?"

"Bitter trick."

"It's interesting that you use my mother to trick you."

Sima Feng smiled, finally feeling a little better: Chi Yebai put away the medicine bottle. "I'll use it later." Chi Yebai said sharply, "Don't bother me! You go out and play!"

The news that Fang Changqing and Su Zhan were arrested spread throughout Shifang City the next day.

Many people couldn't tell who the names of the two murderers were, but they vividly described the details of how the two cooperated in the killing.

"The strong man is in charge of knocking people, and the younger one is in charge of watching the wind! Oh, the two of them teamed up, that's called a tacit understanding."

"The young one isn't in charge of the lookout. I heard from the people inside that the young one is really poisonous. A pair of scissors is merciless and just pokes at people!"

"I heard that I poked...the place?"

The big guys laughed happily.

The tea doctors in Puyun Tea House came and went like the wind, their ears pricked up, and they listened to all these discussions.

Almost all the people on the upper and lower floors of the teahouse were discussing the case, except for a scribe sitting by the window who was still drinking tea quietly without making a show of expression.

"Mr. Wen is really a master." Dr. Cha said with a smile, "Ordinary matters, don't fall into the eyes of Mr.?"

Wen Xuanzhou turned around and smiled at him: "Why? I like mundane things very much."