ten steps one kill

Chapter 1: Nian Fenghong

Oil boils in a pan.

As dusk approached, Yinggelou's business was booming, and even the oil in the pot was bouncing more vigorously than usual.Chef Zhang stretched his feet apart, straddled his horse in front of the stove, and waved an iron spoon to stir-fry vigorously. After a while, he was sweating profusely.

There is only one wall between the kitchen and the hall, and the weather is hot and humid, and under the low eaves, the sweetness of makeup and the greasy smell of oily smoke are mixed together, clogging the air like mud, making people breathless.

After an unknown amount of time, a plate of dry-fried tenderloin finally came out of the pan. The fatty meat slid into the plate wrapped in glistening oil, and the overflowing oil and water splashed onto the table, making a scorching sound.

Liu Qian squatted next to the stove, stretched out her small hands like pigeon claws, grabbed three hot tenderloin strips from the plate, stuffed them into her mouth one by one, smacked her mouth for a while, and licked it unsatisfactorily. Circle your fingers.

Liu Qian was only 13 years old, with a dexterous figure, and he was very handy in stealing food. When Chef Zhang found that the corner of the plate had collapsed and beat the side of the pot cursingly, he had already exited the kitchen and slipped into the hall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the front foot stepped over the threshold, it hit the butt pier firmly.

He almost spit the meat in his mouth to the ground.

You don't need to look to know that what he hit was not the sister in Yingge Tower, but a strong man's ass.The buttocks of the sisters are fragrant and soft, like hot steamed buns sprinkled with sweet-scented osmanthus honey. The buttocks of the strong men are hard and smelly, making people want to vomit out yesterday's meal.

That burly man was the head of the guard hired by Yingge Tower, known as Boss Sun.Huajie and Liuxiang are places where the three teachings and nine streams gather, and there are more disputes than other places. Girls alone can't handle it, and they need to hire someone to control the situation.It's just that these people usually hide in the dark and seldom show up. After all, the guests are here to ask questions, and no one likes to be hurt by a group of tough and smelly rough guys.

Boss Sun was taking a nap in the corner, but his ass was bumped suddenly, and his face became even more stinky.He gave Liu Qian a hard look, and Liu Qian immediately turned her head away in fright.

As soon as he turned his head, Liu Hongfeng's figure came into view.

... Boss Sun's butt looks better.

Liu Hongfeng was sitting on a loose mat near the gate, accompanied by two beauties, talking and laughing happily, very happy.

This guy is wearing a dazzling red dress, the bright color is more eye-catching than the beauty's skirt, his hair is tied back in a mess, his eyes are narrowed into two slits, he walks around like a fox, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, congealed. A slight smile.

There was a frivolity in his smile, which made the rouge and powder around him look inferior.

He picked up a celadon wine glass, put it against his lips, and took a sip, then pinched it weakly, slowly turning it around, his thumb slightly raised, into the shape of an orchid.

Orchid finger.

Liu Qian's stomach turned upside down, and she wished she could dodge far away, pretending not to know this shameful thing.

Unexpectedly, Liu Hongfeng saw him first, raised her drooping eyebrows, and raised a hand to wave at him. Seeing that he was unmoved, she raised the cup again, with the mouth of the cup tilted outwards, pointing at him Shaking slowly, the temptation is beyond words.

Liu Qian was shaken.

He saw the fine nectar rippling in the cup, bursts of wine fragrance wafted to the bottom of his nose, bringing out all the dryness in his mouth caused by the thick meat and fat, and his throat became more and more thirsty.

It's all because Chef Zhang's rice is too salty.

Dignity was finally defeated by instinct, Liu Qian walked towards Liu Hongfeng's table with big strides.

Liu Hongfeng looked at him gloatingly: "Where did the greedy cat go to steal fish again, rubbing it so that its mouth is full of oil?"

"Hmph," Liu Qian muttered, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and immediately turned dark: "Why is it water! Where is the wine?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "You are still a brat, you can't drink indiscriminately."

Liu Qiandao: "I just want to drink, you don't care about me."

Liu Hongfeng said: "Of course I have to worry about it, I care so much about you, how can I just sit back and watch you go astray."

"It's just a sip of wine, how can it go astray."

"I heard that if children drink too much alcohol, the little brother will not grow up. You don't want to be a golden needle for the rest of your life. Let the sisters laugh at you."

Liu Qian: "..."

He wished he could snatch the wine glass on the spot and smash it on the head of this shameful bastard.It's a pity that Liu Hongfeng is much taller than him, as long as he raises his arms above his head, even if he jumps up, he won't be able to reach them.

Liu Qian raised her head and stared at Liu Hongfeng from bottom to top, feeling that this frivolous and slippery face was particularly unworthy of a beating.

What stopped him was a series of bell-like laughter.

The laughter came from the two beauties beside Liu Hongfeng's table. The two of them covered their faces with their sleeves, their branches trembling with laughter, and they couldn't help admiring: "What a lovely child, he must be a handsome young man when he grows up."

A slender hand rested on the top of his head, reaching into the hair and rubbing it.

Half of Liu Qian's face turned red, and he felt his scalp was itchy and warm, almost melting into a puddle of water. His line of sight was just at the same level as the breasts of the two sisters. Seeing the two pairs of breasts swaying in front of him, he wished he could be on the spot. Burying his face in, he took a deep breath.

Liu Hongfeng winked at him, the movement of her lips seemed to say: "Little color embryo."

——It's better than you, an old pervert, ignoring your sweet and soft sister, and only looking for hard and smelly men.

Liu Qian didn't say anything, because he was so thirsty that he didn't want to waste his time with the pervert.He picked up the wine glass filled with water, and gulped the remaining half glass down his throat.

Quickly spit it out again.

A burst of screams poured into his ears, causing him to tremble on the spot, and the water choked in his throat, in exchange for a violent cough.

It was a woman's scream.

Most of the people in Yingge Tower are women, with different heights, short, fat, and thin, but their screaming voices are similar, sharp and thin, like a suona blowing too hard and breaking the sound, tearing apart the stagnant air a hole.

Even the putty deposited on the eaves was shaken off.

"What's going on?" Boss Sun rushed to the front of the hall first, followed by a few minions, each with a fierce face.

"Someone, someone has been poisoned..." the first screaming girl chattered, her lips and teeth chattering, and she pointed at Linglong Terrace.

Linglong Terrace is the most honored seat in Yingge Building.Served by the best girls, the bead curtains are half-drawn, the red candles are dim, the green smoke is lingering, the fragrance is overflowing, and the scenery is beautiful.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, the dead are not blessed to enjoy it.

The three men are lying on the sandalwood table, the tendons from the neck to the ears are bursting high, with an unnatural indigo color, the palms of the three hands rest on the table, the joints are hooked hard because of the pain, like eagle claws Generally hideous.The fingernails were embedded into the table an inch deep, and blood was dripping from the gap, purple-black blood.

Apparently, the three of them died of poisoning while sitting in the most honored seats in Yingge Tower.

The girl who served them was called Jin'e, and the screams in the hall just now started from Jin'e.

Jin'e was sitting on the ground with a shattered porcelain bowl in her hand. She was already pale with fright, distraught, unable to take care of the messy clothes, and her snow-white breasts were almost exposed to the air, constantly heaving and falling.

She said in a broken voice: "I... I just added wine to the three masters, so I went to refill the joss sticks. When I turned around, the three masters had already poured it on the table. That wine... that wine..."

"Did you drink that wine?" It was another woman who spoke, Aunt Cui.

Aunt Cui is the madam of Yingge Tower, much older than Jin'e, with a much plumper figure and a much calmer expression.

Seeing Aunt Cui, Jin'e rushed forward and hugged Aunt Cui's leg: "No, I didn't...the three masters didn't give me wine, how dare I...I didn't even touch..."

The wine bowl was placed by the dead man's hand, and Aunt Cui glanced into the bowl, only to see a little bit of white crystals floating in the wine, and with the slight ripples, her face suddenly changed color.

The faces of the guests also changed. They threw real money into the Flower Street and Willow Lane for the purpose of sleeping with the girl, not for drinking the poisoned wine.

Aunt Cui fell down on her knees, kneeling beside Jin'e, her shoulders trembling with the sound of sobbing: "...Dear gentlemen, young masters, my family has never poisoned wine, and you are all distinguished guests of the shop, how dare my family Have the slightest intention of harming others... Just now, all the masters drank the wine from the slave family, can't you still trust the slave family..."

Although she was not young, her crying appearance was extremely weak and coquettish, her lips trembled slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and tears flowed through the ditches at the corners of her eyes, glistening with crystal tears.

This is a charming body that she has spent decades of hard work in order to win the pity of men at this time.

As fierce as she is to her family, she is as sweet to her guests as she can switch between warm and cold, just like the sunny and rainy days on Yingzhou Island.People who knew her even gave her the nickname "Yinqing Yasha".

Fortunately, the martial arts conference is just around the corner, and idlers from all walks of life gather on Yingzhou Island. Most of the male guests don't know her. Seeing her crying, they are all charmed and show pity.

Someone asked: "In my opinion, someone must have poisoned the wine."

Jin E suddenly raised her head and said: "Apart from the three masters on the Linglong stage, only Xiao Er who served the wine came. The wine... the wine was served by him..."

Everyone's eyes turned together and fell on the waiter of the shop.

Cui'e got up from the ground, walked a few trembling steps, grabbed the waiter's shoulder, shook it vigorously, and asked, "Yuanbao, is that you?"

Although the waiter in this shop is named Yuan Bao, he doesn't look rich at all, with big face and small eyes, disheveled hair, and a rough cloth shirt covered with patches, he looks like a mouse walking in the flower street and willow alley.

He was startled at first, then waved his hand and said, "It's not me, it's not me."

Aunt Cui winked at Old Ambassador Sun behind her, and ordered in a low voice, "Search."

Immediately, two minions stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, and grabbed Yuan Bao's arms.Yuan Bao was born thin and small, and his feet were lifted into the air. Boss Sun took advantage of the situation and pressed his shoulders. He raised his hand and slapped him twice. The sound was crisp and loud.

There was silence in Yingge Tower, only the slap echoed under the eaves.

After Boss Sun beat Yuanbao to the ground, he began to rummage through his pockets and sleeves, and he found a small porcelain bottle.He uncorked the bottle and dumped the contents on the table, which turned out to be a handful of pale white powder.

Aunt Cui gasped: "This...is this poison?"

Yuan Bao opened his swollen eyes and saw the medicine bottle and powder on the table, his face turned pale immediately, his legs kicked in the air, and he said in a vague voice: "No, it's not mine..."

"It's not yours, why is it in your pocket?"

"I don't know, I don't know—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Boss Sun punched him hard in the stomach.

Boss Sun has practiced kung fu for several years, his fists are as hard as steel, and he never shows mercy.Yuan Bao wailed, spat out a mouthful of sour water, and curled up like shrimp in a frying pan.The two hall guards on the left and right released their hands, allowing him to collapse on the ground like mud.

Aunt Cui looked down at him, and said, "Yuanbao, I kindly took you in to Yinggelou. If there is any wrong, you just say it, but you actually revenged your kindness by poisoning people in my shop, you, you This is trying to kill me..."

Aunt Cui's words sounded crying, like a command, Boss Sun immediately raised his foot and kicked Yuan Bao's back.

The feet were stronger than the fists, one after another, Yuan Bao curled up into a ball, covered his head tightly with his arms, his legs and feet twitched non-stop, and the faint sound of bones and muscles tearing came from his body, which was drowned in the sound of beating together with muffled groans. Inaudible.

Boss Sun kicked to the seventh kick and finally stopped.

He stopped not because of compassion, but because he was stopped by someone.

A person came out of nowhere, hurriedly stood in front of Yuan Bao, and said, "Brother, please be merciful."

Boss Sun rolled his eyes: "Do you know him?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know, but if you continue to fight like this, you will die."

Boss Sun squinted his eyes to look at him, and saw that this man had a wide forehead, dark eyes, and thicker lips than ordinary people. He was wearing a plain green shirt with patches on his knees and elbows. Which family's leisurely scholars came in to eat and drink.

Thinking of this, Boss Sun's face became even more displeased, and he scolded angrily: "None of your business, this unlucky thing poisons the wine, and everyone gets the stolen goods, so what nonsense is there!"

Liu Hongfeng had been watching the situation in the hall from the corner, and now she turned her head and asked, "Xiaoqian, do you have any nonsense to say?"

Liu Qian rolled her eyes, and muttered in a crisp voice: "Which fool in the world left the poison bottle on himself after injecting the poison."

Liu Hongfeng nodded, and said: "I think so too." After speaking, he turned to the girl beside him, and said softly, "Sister, can I borrow your hairpin?"

"Okay." The girl pulled out the hairpin with a phoenix tail on top of her head, and handed it to the palm of his hand.

Liu Hongfeng smiled back, and then flicked his wrist, the golden hairpin's edge flashed suddenly, like a dozing tiger or leopard suddenly opening its golden pupils.

The hairpin with eyes flew towards the back of Boss Sun's head, and inserted it into the hair bag impartially.

Boss Sun turned around with a somewhat dazed look on his face.However, his rough hairpin has been pierced by a thin hairpin, and the phoenix tail dangles under his broad forehead, rubbing against his greasy hair from time to time.

Xichai's owner burst out laughing.

Liu Qian just felt like crying.His beautiful time was spoiled by Liu Hongfeng like this, the sisters stopped paying attention to him, and only looked at Boss Sun, his tender chest was replaced by thorny troubles, what could he do.

Wherever Liu Hongfeng walked, there would always be troubles.

Boss Sun finally understood why everyone in the room looked at him and laughed.

An eight-foot strong man with a thin phoenix-tailed hairpin stuck in his head, shaking jinglingly, anyone who saw it would inevitably laugh.

The hairpin flew from a distance, and it was inserted firmly and accurately, without any deviation, as if he had put it on by himself.

He glared angrily, followed the direction of the hairpin's tail, and saw a man in red, sitting on a loose mat, tilting his head and crossing his legs to look at him.

Looking carefully, this man not only raised his legs, but also raised his orchid fingers.

Thinking of the hairpin flying out of the orchid's fingers, Boss Sun became even more annoyed, his face darkened immediately, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Where is the Dengtuzi meddling in other people's business, don't let me die?"

"Oh, I still need my life," Liu Hongfeng said, "I just want to talk to my brother, but I can't get in the way anyway, so I have to make such a bad move. How offensive, I hope you will be lenient."

After speaking, he was already standing in front of Boss Sun, bowing his body and cupping his hands, with a polite attitude.

The people around were shocked.

Most of Yinggelou's customers are people from the world, their eyes are sharper than ordinary people, seeing his superb lightness kung fu without leaving a trace, they can't help secretly admiring him.

Boss Sun turned a blind eye, he was dazzled by anger, he couldn't hold back his iron fist, and punched Liu Hongfeng in the face.

It's a pity that this punch didn't make a sound.

Although he exerted all his strength, Boss Sun's fist just hit Liu Hongfeng's palm and then stopped, as if he had hit a ball of cotton.

Boss Sun couldn't hide the surprise on his face, and looked at the man in front of him again. This man was more than a circle thinner than himself, his clothes were bright red, his belt and shoulders were embroidered with gold silk phoenix patterns, and the hem was as wide as a woman's skirt.Two white arms protruded from loose cuffs, resting on his fist.

He poured all his energy into his arms and exerted his strength again.

Liu Hongfeng remained motionless, not even raising his eyebrows, an invisible wall seemed to grow out of his palm, blocking Boss Sun's punch.With his free hand, he reached the top of Boss Sun's head, pulled off the hairpin, and threw it behind his back without looking at it: "Sister, I'll give it back to you."

The hairpin drew a trajectory in the air and fell steadily into the master's palm.

Even a fool can see how profound kung fu is in this casual throw.

Boss Sun withdrew his fist and said in a deep voice, "May I ask what sect and sect your Excellency studied under?"

"Under Liu Hongfeng, who has no family and no sect, is a wild crane, and can only be regarded as a nobody on Yingzhou Island where masters gather. The little bit of fame in the flower street and willow alley is worth mentioning."

"Where did I think I was? I turned out to be a dandy flower picker. I don't know how many bad deals I did, and I didn't even dare to report to my family."

"That's wrong. I didn't come to Yingge Tower to pick flowers."

Boss Sun smiled contemptuously: "A man visits a brothel not for adultery, but for chatting?"

Liu Hongfeng raised her eyebrows: "You guessed right, I did want to chat with the sisters."

"Dignified man, what do you want to talk about with prostitutes?"

"Of course, there's just so much to talk about, because I happen to like sleeping with men just like them."

Boss Sun's mouth twitched.

Liu Hongfeng smiled, and said, "I've slept with more men than you have slept with women."

"You have nothing to prove..."

"It's true, whoever let the men put oil on the tip of their hearts one by one, get off the bed with their front feet, and slip away without a trace with their back feet. I can't even find my son and his father, so I can only kill this brat by myself When I grow up, do you think I am miserable?"

After finishing speaking, he put his hands on the top of Liu Qian's head and rubbed it carelessly for a while.

A burst of laughter erupted in the hall.

Liu Qian wanted to come up to see the situation, but he was tricked by him suddenly, his neck turned red, he pushed Liu Hongfeng's hand away, and said angrily: "Can you speak human words before you fart?" After speaking, he turned to Boss Sun , categorically, "I don't know him."

Liu Hongfeng blinked: "This is too heartless, you forgot that I saved your life back then."

Liu Qian gritted her teeth and said, "I must have suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck to be saved by you."

Even Jin'e, who was slumped on the ground, laughed through tears.

Of course men can't give birth to children, and Liu Qian is not his son. What Liu Hongfeng said are all stupid words, even a three-year-old child can understand them.

Although his words were foolish, his gestures were very gentle, he bent down to help Jin'e up, and folded his chest for her.

Jin'e gave a grateful look: "Could it be that Your Excellency is Mr. Feng?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "It's the one who doesn't."

Jin E's eyes lit up, and she raised her voice and said: "It really is you! I have heard about your deeds a long time ago. You saved my sister's life from the Bloody Gang, and they all remember your great kindness!"

Liu Hongfeng said indifferently: "Great kindness and great virtue can't be said, I'm just doing my best. If sisters meet a good man in the future, don't forget to introduce them to me."

The Bloody Clothes Gang is a notorious crooked sect in the rivers and lakes. It only haunts the flower streets and willow alleys, taking advantage of the prostitutes. They got such a notorious reputation because of too much blood and dirt on their clothes.

The world is in decline, the fortune of the country is in decline, and girls with miserable backgrounds often wander around and become prostitutes.The Bloody Clothes Gang recognized that they were weak and helpless like duckweed, so they raped, killed, robbed and abused recklessly.

The Bloody Gang does a lot of evil and has no taboos, but they are afraid of hearing Mr. Feng's name.

There are swordsmen, doctors, and bodyguards in the Jianghu. Naturally, there are also heroes who walk in the land of wind and moon and help each other when encountering injustice.

Rumor has it that this person is a young man who always wears a red dress.

Although maple red is similar to blood red, it is bright and dark, righteous and evil, two completely different scenes.

All the eyes of the prostitutes in the room fell on Liu Hongfeng's face.

When he was speaking, a pair of narrow eyes were bent into a beautiful shape like a crescent moon, which made his pale lips more transparent, very beautiful.

In the vast rivers and lakes, the three religions and the nine streams emerge in endlessly, but there are not many men who call each other sisters with prostitutes.

When a man finds a woman, most of them want to get her. The conscientious ones exchange money for sex, and the unconscionable ones cheat and abduct them. This is nothing more than the difference between a gentleman and a villain.

Regardless of a gentleman or a villain, treat them as if they are immutable dead things, or delicate flowers in a beautiful garden, or weeds in a swamp, and if you close your eyes and play with them in your spare time, you will make the best use of them. .

Only those who regard them as friends will be called sisters.

A wandering woman, who doesn't yearn for friends, even if it's a man with raised orchid fingers, wearing red clothes, and talking bastards, it's better than nothing.

Therefore, as soon as Liu Hongfeng showed up, even Aunt Cui, who had a gloomy face, changed her previous attitude, restrained her anger, and asked respectfully, "I don't know what advice Mr. Feng has?"

Liu Hongfeng said: "I just want to say something fair, there may be something strange in this drug case."

Aunt Cui asked, "Is it strange?"

Liu Hongfeng pointed to Liu Qian: "My son... my little friend happened to be born in a medical school. Unfortunately, he has learned a lot of crooked skills and has a lot of research on toxicology and pharmacology. If Aunt Cui is trustworthy, can you let him take a look?"

Aunt Cui nodded and said, "Please go ahead."

Liu Qian glared at Liu Hongfeng: "If you say that I am your son again, don't even try to ask me for help next time you kneel down."

Liu Hongfeng raised her head and laughed loudly: "How about you be my daughter next time?"

Liu Qian didn't bother to argue with him, so she boarded the Linglong Terrace and moved to the dead man's side.

Although he was only 13 years old, the corners of his mouth still had the greasy gleam of stealing food, but when facing the dead, his expression was indescribably calm and composed.

He first picked up the bottle found on Yuan Bao's body, sniffed it deeply, and said, "It's not poison, it's just a cough-relieving medicine powder."

Aunt Cui frowned and said, "Children, don't lie, this powder clearly smells like arsenic."

"It's just specially made to have a similar taste." Liu Qian raised her eyebrows, stretched out her finger and twisted a circle around the mouth of the bottle, dipped in a pinch of powder, put it in her mouth, and began to suck with relish.

The scene of a child swallowing arsenic made Aunt Cui's heart skip a beat, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she closed her eyelids, and dared not look any further.

However, Liu Qian's crisp voice sounded again: "Here, if I say it's not poisonous, it's not poisonous."

Aunt Cui opened her eyes tremblingly, and seeing that the child was really safe and sound, with a smile on her lips, she gradually believed what he said.

She and Boss Sun looked at each other, a look of shame appeared on her face, she leaned over and turned to Yuan Bao, and said, "Since it's not poisonous, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Yuan Bao's body moved slightly, but he could no longer utter a word.

Liu Hongfeng answered for him: "I'm afraid that bottle is someone else's tool in Yuanbao's pocket to spread blame. Even he himself has never seen it before, so naturally he can't tell whether it is poison or medicine."

Aunt Cui only felt that her back was colder, as if she had been dragged into a icy vortex without realizing it, she bit her lip and asked, "Since the poison is not in the wine, where is it?"

Liu Hongfeng raised his finger and pointed in Liu Qian's direction.

While everyone was talking, Liu Qian had moved one of the dead people to the ground.He squatted beside the dead man, and pulled the dead man's clothes out with both hands, exposing his shoulders, chest, arms, waist and abdomen one by one...

Aunt Cui couldn't help taking a deep breath, seeing how aggressive Liu Qian was, she might even have to take off her obscene pants.

The body of the dead man was blue, with blue veins floating on the skin, slightly swollen, and looked ugly, if the lower body was stripped and the girls looked at him, he would probably be so sick for three days that he couldn't handle it.

Fortunately, Liu Qian's hand only reached the navel and then stopped, because he had found the wound.

On the side of the dead man, in a hidden place under the arm, there was a small cut from a fingernail, the color around it was darker than other places, and there were faint signs of suppuration.

He put his fingers on both sides and applied force together to turn the wound outward.

After death, the skin and flesh are loose, and the depth of the cut surface is easily exposed, and a stream of pus and blood splashes out, which is purple-black, darker than the wound.

This is where the root of the poison lies.

Liu Hongfeng explained from the side: "Look, the wine is just a cover, and the wound here is the real wound. Cut marks can also be seen on the clothes of the deceased. It should be a hidden weapon thrown from a distance. Xiaoqian, look for it." .”

"This... this..." Aunt Cui's expression became more and more flustered.

Relying on her compact body, Liu Qian crawled under the table, crawled around with her face on the floor before getting out, didn't care about dusting off, just shook her head and said: "I didn't find it."

Liu Hongfeng said: "It's not surprising. There are tens of thousands of hidden weapons in the world, and some of them can be recovered or hidden. If you don't even have this ability, how dare you kill people in public?"

Hearing this, the man in green shirt who was protecting Yuan Bao suddenly raised his head and said, "In this case, you must report to the authorities as soon as possible."

"No need to report." A voice came from the door, "These three dead are officials."

The voice was loud and strong, full of energy, like the ringing of a bell, shaking everyone in the room.

Followed by a series of messy footsteps, floating along the low porch of Yingge Building.

Liu Hongfeng turned his gaze to the door, this Fengyue land had been surrounded by a group of government soldiers, there were around twenty people in total, the leader was a young man in white shirt.

The voice just now came from this person.

This person did not wear an official robe, but carried a long sword on his back. What was even more strange was that his complexion was pale, and even his hair was lighter than ordinary people, showing a brown-gray color.

As dusk was approaching, the outdoor weather was gloomy, and black clouds pressed against the eaves, making his hair color stand out, like the Gobi Desert shrouded in the setting sun, cold and sharp.

His person was also stern and sharp, his eyes quickly swept across the hall, and there was no emotion on his face.

Liu Hongfeng said loudly: "Dare to ask brother, how do you know they are officials?"

The man said: "You might as well look at their waists."

Hearing this, Liu Qian jumped close to the water and flipped over on the dead man. As expected, he found three official badges from the money pouches around the three people's waists. He held the official badges in his hand and read clearly. Handwriting traced in gold ink:

"—Yu Minzhi, the prefect of Yingzhou County.

"—The head of the Yamen of Yingzhou Prefecture arrested Ding Jun.

"—Li Xiancheng, prison officer of Yingzhou Prison."

After reading it, Liu Qian also panicked, and turned her consulting gaze to Liu Hongfeng: "This is the master Qingtian of Yingzhou, and..."

"There are also his two capable and beloved generals," Liu Hongfeng replied, "I'm afraid they wanted to indulge for a while, so they changed into regular clothes, hid their official badges, and came to the land of Fengyue, but unfortunately they were murdered and sent to hell."

There was an uproar in Yingge Tower, and there was a whisper outside the door, it was the servants talking to each other.Liu Hongfeng carefully observed their expressions, the panic on their faces really didn't look fake.

It seems that the identities of the three deceased are not false.

The majestic government yamen lost three poems overnight, so it's no wonder the yamen servants panicked.

But they were willing to listen to this young man in white.

Liu Hongfeng became more and more curious, walked quickly a few steps, greeted the young man in white, and asked, "Could it be that brother is from the Duan family?"

The man bowed his hands and replied: "Tianji Gate, Duan Changya."

as predicted.

The Duan family is a famous swordsman who is well-known in the Jianghu. Six generations of ancestors founded the Tianji Sword School, fought and killed with the founding monarch Yuan, and established a reputation in one fell swoop, becoming the envy of everyone.The position of the current leader of the martial arts alliance is that of Duan Qichang, the Patriarch of the Duan family, who sits firmly.

Duan Qichang gave birth to an only son, who was taught the true swordsmanship, superb martial arts, and outstanding talent, named Changya.

Unexpectedly, such a dragon and phoenix among people, the proud son of heaven, would appear in the flower street and willow alley.

Liu Hongfeng's eyes couldn't stop sparkling: "I have admired Mr. Duan's name for a long time, and today I can see his real body. He is as handsome and handsome as the rumors. It is very fortunate."

It's a pity that he is the only one who is happy, and his sisters are still staring at Duan Changya nervously.They really couldn't figure out why their humble shop would cause such a disaster, which not only attracted the government, but also alarmed the Duan family.

Duan Changya said: "My father originally ordered me to deliver a message to Mr. Yu, but he was not in the yamen, so I found it here. I didn't expect him to be so neglected." After finishing speaking, his eyes quickly swept around the room , said in a loud voice: "Murdering an imperial court official is a capital crime against the nine clans!"

His tone was full of indescribable majesty, which made everyone in the room tremble.

Liu Hongfeng didn't tremble, and immediately replied: "I have been standing at the door just now, and no one has left this door until now, and the assailant is still in the building. As long as you try your skills, it is not difficult to identify the real culprit."

Duan Changya frowned and said, "Original autopsy is the job of Li Xiancheng, but it's a pity that he can't speak..."

Liu Hongfeng pointed in Liu Qian's direction, and said, "If Mr. Duan intends to test the dead body for poison, my little friend can do it for you."

Duan Changya was startled, staring at Liu Hongfeng for a long time, without hiding the suspicion in his eyes.

Liu Hongfeng didn't hide, she met his gaze and let him watch.

Duan Changya didn't see why, and finally turned his gaze to Liu Qian.

Liu Hongfeng continued: "Before and after the incident, Xiaoqian has been stealing food in the back kitchen, with oil still on his mouth. If you don't believe me, you can ask Chef Zhang."

Duan Changya frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, after a moment of silence, he finally said, "Then there will be little brother Lao."

Liu Qian responded, and turned to Aunt Cui: "I want to borrow Chef Zhang's cooking pot, is that okay?"

Aunt Cui nodded and said, "Of course, it's just that what do you want the pot for?"

Liu Qian smiled slightly: "Steam the bone."

Chef Zhang's eyes were about to fall into the pot.

He has mastered the spoon for decades, and has slaughtered countless pigs, cattle and sheep, but this is the first time he has seen human skeletons steaming on fire.

The human bones were picked out from under the ribs of the deceased. There were still some unshaven meat scraps hanging on the skeleton, and the color became darker after being heated.

It's a pity that the smell is unspeakably disgusting.

Chef Zhang watched half a cup of tea, couldn't bear it anymore, covered his nose, turned around and left the kitchen quickly.But there is only a wall between the kitchen and the hall, and the smell follows like a shadow, wafting everywhere, and he can't avoid it at all.

The faces of the guests in the hall were not very good either.What is more unbearable than the smell of dead meat is the living people around.In the small Yingge building, there are guests, prostitutes, hall guards, and waiters, upstairs and downstairs, all kinds of people, in each other's eyes, they all suddenly become like murderers.

No one can be sure that the people around him will not suddenly plot against him, and can only wait anxiously. This kind of time is often the most difficult.

Upstairs and downstairs, the only person who was at ease was Liu Hongfeng.

Liu Hongfeng has seen many more scenes than others, so she is not surprised.

There was only one person who really surprised him, and that was Duan Changya.

Liu Hongfeng was finally able to take a closer look at Duan Changya's appearance.This person seemed to be the incarnation of the word "rule". His light hair was tied high in the jade crown on the top of his head, and the ends of his hair hung over his shoulders, like a silver waterfall, without a single strand of mess.

His clothes were snow-white, but the girdle around his waist was pitch black, and the sword case behind his back was also pitch black, with the hilt of the long sword faintly exposed.

Black and white split his figure into criss-cross grids, which are vivid and pure, like sunlight shining through a spider's web.

Such a person, no matter where he goes, must be extremely outstanding.

This is Duan's proud son, the future master of Tianjimen.

Tianjimen is the well-deserved No. 1 martial arts school. The ancestors were the founding fathers of the dynasty. After receiving the great reward from the late emperor, they opened martial arts gyms in various places to recruit talented people.The bitter camp of the eight generations of Mi Sutra has swept all over China like a spring breeze.The apprentices of Tianjimen not only spread all over the government offices, but some were promoted to official positions and served as instructors in the army.Half of the military generals of the third rank in the past have worshiped the Duan family as their teachers.No matter in the Jianghu or in the imperial court, respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao is the rule passed down from the ancestors, so although the Duan family has no military talisman, it is respected by hundreds of generals. Duan Qichang even has a very good friendship with the crown prince. A rising tide lifts all boats.

But Jianghu is different from court after all. Although Duan Qichang has a family property of ten thousand hectares, he only has one son, and he has devoted his whole life to him.In the future, it would be logical for Aiko to inherit the family business.

Liu Hongfeng thought to herself, meeting Duan Changya here is really a god-sent opportunity.

It's a pity that the atmosphere in Yingge Tower is solemn, no one can see his active mind in the ecstasy aroma of steaming human flesh and bones.

Aunt Cui was busy walking around, serving the guests: "It's because the shop is poorly arranged, which surprised all the masters, so I'll pour tea and wine for you."

She has brought out the good wine from the press box in the store and swayed it like running water. Every time she poured a table, she had to drink a glass with her head up. Mihan, the soles of his feet were wobbly, and he couldn't even stand firmly, but his face was still full of bright smiles, and he didn't dare to neglect for a moment.

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