Peerless Junior Uncle

Who is it?"

"A monkey." He Tingge frowned, beckoning Haitang: "Come and have a look. These locations. Can you see the exact directions?"

"Pfft~" Haitang took a sip of tea and sprayed it. Fortunately, He Tingge took away the map in time, so he didn't get sprayed. Haitang wiped his mouth: "Monkey, you're teasing me."

He Tingge took the towel handed over by Li Qi and wiped the water on the table. He nodded calmly: "Well, it's just to tease you. Come and have a look."

Haitang didn't mess around any more. He moved over. Li Qi had listened to He Tingge and Haitang's question and answer and thought it was novel. Seeing He Tingge's serious look, Li Qi also moved over.

He Tingge marked the place where the victims died with a red brush. Haitang frowned and looked over. The entire Linyue Pass. He was very familiar with him. He wandered around the city wall if he had nothing to do. Now these are on the picture The location. He can recognize them one by one. But, except that these people died around the city wall, there is nothing special.

"I know." Haitang suddenly realized. Both He Tingge and Li Qi looked at him with burning eyes. Haitang pursed his lips tightly and looked serious: "This ghost must be hiding on the city wall. And he can't come down."

Li Qi slammed his head directly into the candlestick on the table, almost burning the broken hair in front of him. He Tingge looked away helplessly. Really. How could one wish for this monster to say some earth-shattering answer.

"Yeah." Haitang blinked: "The location of the ghost has been confirmed. Shall we go catch it?"

"Go alone." He Tingge said: "Maybe it's because you want to see him so much. You can bring your favorite wine and have a good time with him. Wouldn't it be a great joy in life."

Li Qi sniffed the smell of singeing hair in the air and wrinkled his nose: "My lord, why don't I guard the tower with General Hai tonight and see if there is any trouble."

"This is a must. But according to your investigation, there seems to be no witnesses at all. You two go now. Will you startle the snake?" He Tingge said seriously. His finger fell on the map: "This 'ghost' is very strange. Kill people at high places. And in the dark. Generally, killers will hide. The lower the position, the better to hide. But obviously this 'ghost' is a high-profile one."

"That's right." A clear voice sounded suddenly. Immediately, a plum blossom dart came through the wind. It was inserted straight into the center of the map. The red plum petals on the top of the plum blossom dart scattered in all directions. A few red locations: "This ghost is really high-profile. It's not an ordinary ghost."

Li Qi looked warily at the person who suddenly appeared like the wind. He put his hand on the hilt of his sword warily and stood by at any time.

"Little Martial Uncle..." Haitang said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

He Tingge also just noticed Fu Qingcheng's aura. This person appeared. Although he hadn't seen him for ten days, he still missed him deeply. Fu Qingcheng was wearing a sky blue flowing gown with a white fur around his neck. The temperature is still low. Jian Haitang asked him and smiled: "I can't find a clue. I can't ignore the business. There are still some accounts in Linyue City that I haven't clarified. Ziyang can't come these days. I'll come over Take a look. I happened to hear about the haunting of the military camp. Let’s take a look. I didn’t expect you to come here so fast.”

"What clue?" Haitang was at a loss.

"Lihentian." Fu Qingcheng didn't hide anything: "It's a pity. Until now. I have no clue."

"Oh." Haitang nodded. He Tingge mentioned this matter before. He didn't pay much attention to it all the time: "Actually, if you want me to tell you, let's stop looking for it. Anyway, no one can get it. Just let it rot there." It's gray."

But at this moment, He Tingge was looking at the net-like lines on the map connected by the red silk thread of the plum blossom dart. His brows gradually frowned. The place where the plum blossom dart hit happened to be the position of the coach's camp. And these red dots marked The distance from the place to here is the same length. Is it a coincidence or......

"General Li. Speed ​​up to the top of the main battalion to see what's abnormal." He Tingge said in a deep voice. Li Qi, who was asking Fu Qingcheng "when did he seem to see this person?" Soaring to the sky. Leaping onto the top of the head coach's tent with a little effort.

"What's going on?" Haitang blinked.

"Found it." The corners of Fu Qingcheng's lips moved.

"You just watched it." He Tingge said softly. Fu Qingcheng is really his lucky star. He solved such a big doubt as soon as he came.

"No. Waiting for your instructions." Fu Qingcheng smiled: "I'm just guessing."

"General." At this time, Li Qi's voice came from outside the tent. He Tingge and others hurried out. Li Qi stood on the roof and said, "There are traces on the upper shaft."

Haitang didn't wait for He Tingge to speak. He jumped up. Fu Qingcheng pursed his lips clearly. He looked at He Tingge: "Can you let me see the corpse?"

"Now."

"En." Fu Qingcheng nodded: "After reading the corpse, we should be able to determine who this 'ghost' is."

"Okay." He Tingge had no doubts about him, and immediately ordered the soldiers to carry the body. But Fu Qingcheng waved his hands: "Let's go and see."

He took out the pair of silver silk gloves from his bosom. After Fu Qingcheng put them on, he carefully inspected the various wounds of the deceased. The severed neck was a bit oozing under the dim light. He Tingge asked people to light up a few more lamps .Looking carefully at Fu Qingcheng, he said: "You are really timely."

"What is timely rain?" Fu Qingcheng laughed softly, "I just stopped by to take a look."

"It's just the right time to come." He Tingge looked at the serious Fu Qingcheng. The corners of his lips curled up: "This is how I thank you."

Fu Qingcheng took a close look at the wounds of three or four people in a row. His brows were slightly frowned, and then he relaxed. He raised his head and smiled at He Tingge: "It's easy to handle. Tell me the story about you to Haitang."

"What story?" He Tingge was puzzled. Seeing Fu Qingcheng take off his gloves, he asked, "What did you see?"

"It's the story of the Tathagata Buddha's big head that a monkey disturbed the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Palace with a stick. I want to listen to the whole set." Fu Qingcheng said seriously. After finishing, he put away his gloves and said with a smile: "Now. We can catch it. Ghost."

Suspected old friend?

He Tingge: "........Okay. I'll tell you when it's over." Isn't it "Journey to the West". I can't tell the details. I can finish the general content. He Tingge thought silently.

"There are no bruises on the whole body, and there is no trace of being caught in the recent period of time after death. It can be seen that the murderer has not touched the deceased. This is probably one of the important reasons for haunting the barracks." Fu Qingcheng washed his hands and said lightly.

He Tingge nodded: "Indeed."

At this time, Haitang had already checked the situation on the top. He came up to him and said, "My lord, the traces seem to be left by hidden weapons such as iron hooks. But there is nothing around that can make traces."

Fu Qingcheng didn't speak. He just walked into the tent with He Tingge. Seeing that all the important people in the army were left behind in the tent, he stopped hesitating: "My lord, please ask someone to open the door of the morgue with his left hand. The fourth corpse Bring it here. There are some things. I hope I can give you an answer to the generals."

He Tingge had no objection. After a while, four soldiers came in carrying the corpse. Fu Qingcheng walked to the corpse wearing silver gloves and said, "Everyone, come and have a look."

All the soldiers looked at each other and leaned over. Fu Qingcheng pinched the dead neck with one hand and touched the fracture with the other. .....

"The corpse was killed by someone with a sharp weapon. And this sharp weapon is very sharp. The wound is smooth and uneven. And from left to right, the head was cut off instantly. It can be seen that the speed is extremely fast." Fu Qingcheng said indifferently.

"What a fast knife...."

"Yes. This person must be highly skilled in martial arts."

........

The crowd mourned.

"Wait." He Tingge suddenly frowned and interrupted everyone's discussion. Confused: "From left to right."

Haitang also had a bright light in his eyes: "How did little uncle see it?"

"It's inertia. You can see it when you see it a lot." Fu Qingcheng didn't explain much. He just said: "People don't bleed when their head is severed. Even at that moment, they don't feel like they're dead. .Especially under such a fast sharp blade. The blood will only come out after the head leaves the body. And the sequence is different. These Kaitang generals can do experiments on the battlefield in the future.”

Haitang shivered. He didn't have that habit. After beheading people on the battlefield, he still squatted in front of them to see how the blood flowed... Thinking about it made him feel cold...

But the focus of He Tingge's attention is obviously not this: "If it is from left to right, then the deceased was face to face with the murderer before he died."

"That's right." Haitang suddenly realized: "Unless you are left-handed. Only people who cut from the back go from left to right."

"You are all right." Fu Qingcheng nodded: "But as far as I know, inside and outside the pass, people who are good at wielding swords with their left hands are not fast enough. And... the important point. The dead... were not killed by swords. "

"What..." As soon as these words came out, everyone present took a deep breath: "It's not a sword, it's something."

Fu Qingcheng looked at He Tingge. The latter thought about it for a while, and frowned slightly: "You mean, a thousand spider silks."

"What?" Haitang didn't hear clearly.

Fu Qingcheng turned the back of the neck of the deceased with his hand and said: "My lord is right. It is probably a thousand spider silks. You see, this is the only one among a dozen corpses that left traces of the murder weapon." Everyone Looking over by the candlelight, I did see an inconspicuous crack at the place Fu Qingcheng pointed out. There was only a small wound on the skin of a small fingernail.