Sword God is hard to catch

Simon Chuuxue is here.

When the news that a devil had entered the village hit Tan Ni's forehead, her first reaction was to take off the clothes representing Yan Xiyun's eighth concubine, and only halfway through, she belatedly remembered that there were still people around her. There is one person.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Yan Xiyun was stunned, staring at her exposed snow-white underclothes with hellish eyes.

Tan Ni pulled back his coat expressionlessly, and said, "Ximen Chuuxue is coming." The sage has a saying that it is better to be alone than to be happy alone.By analogy, solitary sorrow is not as good as public sorrow.

Before recovering from the excitement of Tan Ni's sudden undressing, Yan Xiyun was struck by the heavy thunder and burst into tears, and the dark clouds above his head swirled and rolled down.

"Then, do you still want to go?" Yan Xiyun stared at Tan Ni with gritted teeth and a moldy face.

Qin Ni lowered his eyes and said, "Go."

Master Yan died, and he didn't see his sons before he died.The final result of the quarrel among the young masters of the Yan family was that the maidservant serving Master Yan ran out crying and told them that "the master was beaten to death by Butler Liu".

August is the season when sweet-scented osmanthus blooms and fills the city with fragrance.

They were going to the funeral of a dead man.

The dead man is Master Yan.

Mr. Yan's name is Yan Zhen. He rose from the ground 30 years ago. He first entered Guilin and gained a great reputation in both black and white.After marrying a wife and having children, in just 30 years, he took root in Guilin Mansion, won a piece of great rivers and mountains, and occupied one side.

No one knew who he was, nor where he came from.He never mentions it himself.Many people wanted to ask, but since the first person who asked was sent to the Underworld by Yan Zhen to question Lord Hades, no one would ask any more.

For a hero like Yan Zhen, even if he dies, he should still be violent.

But he died without a sound.No one knew what happened before his death and why he died, just like no one knew why he suddenly retired two years ago and never saw outsiders, not even his son and concubine.

The maid said that the murderer was Steward Liu.

"Where's Steward Liu?" Tan Ni asked.

Yan Xiyun said: "I don't know, I don't see people alive or dead. Even the wing room I live in doesn't have a trace of people ever living there, it's like there's never been such a person in the world."

As long as a person comes into the world, it is impossible to leave no trace.Therefore, Tan Ni knew that the murderer must not be Steward Liu.Because Steward Liu may never have existed.

This kind of situation seems to have been encountered before, Tan Ni remembered the Lightning Saber Hong Tao, Lu Xiaofeng said, the housekeeper disappeared.

Tan Ni asked, "Where are the property in the mansion?"

Yan Xiyun's face darkened, "It's still there."

The property is still there, and the crisis is still there.For the Yan family, it may not be a good thing.

The gate of Yan Mansion is black, and there are two majestic and majestic lions squatting at the gate, not like guarding a house, but like a mountain, with a ferocious appearance, as if ready to rush forward to kill any provocateurs.

This is the residence of a hero.

Standing at the door was a thin young man with a sharp white face and hostile eyes.

The young man's name is Yan Xihui.Yan Xiyun called him second brother.He is the second young master of Yan Mansion.Whether it was on purpose or by coincidence, he stopped them.

"I did it on purpose." Yan Xihui said viciously with the corners of his eyes hanging, "Father hasn't officially passed the funeral yet, Ninth Brother, you dare to bring irrelevant outsiders into the mansion?"

"She is not an outsider, she is my new eighth concubine." Yan Xiyun was smiling when he said this, even though his heart was full of tears.

Yan Xihui's eyes widened, and he said fiercely: "Are you treating everyone else as deaf and foolish? When did Ximen Chuuxue's wife become your eighth concubine?"

Tan Ni's usual face of Gujing Wubo suddenly burst into a bright smile, turned his head to Yan Xiyun and said sweetly: "Sir, who is Ximen Chuuxue? Is it scary?"

Don't doubt the acting skills of a special police officer. Even if she always has a dead face, when she is an undercover agent, she can definitely smile like a flower, exhale like a blue, coquettish, pure, and icy... only you can't think of it, no She couldn't do it, especially for a special police officer whose grades (including makeup as an undercover agent) were so good that he would never be able to change jobs.Of course, the premise is that you ignore her pair of eyes that are as unmoving as the real expression.

For a moment, Yan Xiyun was horrified as he saw the impermanence of black and white, and he didn't know whether he was stimulated by the sweet "Xianggong" or the brilliant smiling face. He cossed the stone lion at the door for three seconds before he came back to his senses, stiffly Pulling out a deadly smile of Ximen Chuuxue's coming, he squeezed out a sentence: "Good boy, don't be afraid." She couldn't say a single extra word.

In fact, what Yan Xiyun really wanted to say was, why Mao didn't show him the script beforehand for such a horrifying scene?Playing on the spot is terrible.Of course, if he had read the script beforehand, he would never agree to it.

The undercover concubine version of Tan Kuai smiled sweetly and nodded cheerfully, "Well, I'm not afraid. The husband will protect me, right? The husband is the best, and I like him the most!"

Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. ... like the most ...

Yan Xiyun froze with a smile.He watched Tan Ni wield the big knife, and slashed the hatred on his head towards his head.It's like seeing Ximen Chuuxue's long sword in a dream chasing him like light, so that he has nowhere to go.

If Yan Xiyun is a modern person, if Yan Xiyun has studied modern history, he will understand that the best way to divert domestic conflicts is to provoke external wars.This is how the war of aggression against China came about.

Qin Ni is doing the same now.

Of course, Ms. Qin would never think that she has anything in common with Little Japan, even though she has listened to "Biga on the Road" for more than ten years in that nation that is full of "Biga on the Road".

However, Little Japan's nature is evil, and Officer Tan's nature is justice. There is an essential difference between the two.

The police are not just, who else is just?The son of the underworld boss who takes everything black and white?

Yan Xihui finally let the two of them in. Although they had dark faces and dark eyes, the superficial reason was that there was no evidence that concubine No. [-] belonged to Ximen.Of course, even if there is evidence, as long as Young Master Yan Jiu says that he is a pig who has eaten the heart of a bear and has the guts to hang himself like the old birthday star and snatch Ximen Chuuxue and his wife to be his concubine, no one can say no.Well, of course, this is just a hypothesis!It's an idea!To imagine is tantamount to fantasy under certain circumstances, such as this moment!I swear by Ximen Chuuxue's black scabbard sword, Yan Xiyun would never say that!

In fact, Yan Xiyun seriously suspected that his second elder brother was doing him a favor because of his imminent death.Just like even the heinous death row inmates, the prison of the Ministry of punishment will send a bowl of rice with roast meat mixed with white rice before the prison is opened.

As soon as he entered Yan's mansion, Tan Ni withdrew from his concubine status, Yan Xiyun heaved a long sigh of relief seeing that expressionless face.

Funerals, of course, cannot be without shrouds.No one expected the fake concubine Mrs. Zhenximen to really dress Mrs. Yan in sackcloth and filial piety, but plain clothes are still necessary. This is the minimum respect for the deceased.

Therefore, Tan Ni had a very legitimate reason to leave the crowd and go down to change clothes led by the maid arranged by Yan Xiyun.

The room is exquisite, with lavender gauze hanging on the yew embroidered bed, and the lingering redwood incense burning in the colorful three-legged incense burner.Inside a flower and bird screen in the compartment, there is a large steaming tub with flower petals scattered.

It was Tan Ni who wanted to change, but it was the maid who undressed.

The maid sat in the bathtub, the lingering steam covered her face.Tan Ni had already quietly walked out through the rear window.

Yan Mansion is very large, although there are exquisite Jiangnan scenery such as small bridges and flowing water, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, there are also majestic corridors and ridges that should belong to a hero.

Tan Ni floated like a white ghost, quickly shuttled between the courtyards of the Yan Mansion...

The fragrance of the flowers is not exhausted, and the steam is not dissipated.

There was a slight sound from the rear window, and the maid in the bathtub hurriedly looked up, only to see that Tan Ni, who had not long left, had floated down.

"Has anyone been here?" Tan Ni asked.

The maid stood up and dressed, shook her head and said, "No one has come in, but this servant knows there are people outside."

After changing into plain clothes, Tan Ni followed the maid and walked out of the room. Before leaving, she inadvertently turned her head, and the corners of her eyes silently brushed against the corner of the roof.

Since stepping into Yan's mansion, the prying sights that seem to have disappeared along the way have decreased significantly after changing clothes and coming out.But no one knew that Tan Ni had wandered around Yan's residence.

Now, she's going to meet someone.

Although the person she wanted to see could no longer refuse her on her own, it was not easy to meet.

Because what she was going to see was a dead man.The owner of Yan Mansion, or former owner, Yan Zhen.

Tan Ni walked quietly, but quickly, she had to hurry, but she couldn't use lightness kung fu, and she couldn't let people know that she was in a hurry.Because that would create a greater hindrance to her meeting.

It really wasn't easy to meet Yan Zhen.

He has more than 20 sons and more than a dozen daughters. Excluding those who are underage, as long as one of the rest disagrees, it is enough to effectively stop Tan Ni's footsteps.

Reincarnation is really a technical job, why isn't Yan Xiyun the boss?Tan Ni glanced expressionlessly at the "Sanggong" beside him, thinking with regret.

"Open the coffin for an autopsy? Ninth brother! Do you want to open the coffin for an autopsy? My father was beaten to death by that old thief Liu Ye. Haven't we all seen it? You are asking to open the museum now, which is disrespectful to your father. !"

Tan Ni did not know the person who spoke, but this did not prevent her from judging the status of this person among the children of the Yan family.

"I've already said, it's not an autopsy, just a quick look. Fifth brother, you're old too, why can't you understand such simple words? If you don't understand, just stand aside as soon as possible, and don't hinder us from doing business."

Yan Xiyun stood lazily, looking like a dandy, but Tan Ni noticed that although he was talking to "Fifth Brother", he was always staring vaguely at another young man who was kneeling in front of the mourning hall and burning paper from the corner of his eyes.

The young man was dressed in linen filial piety, as if he had never heard of the disputes in the mourning hall, he just put the paper money in his hand into the charcoal basin one by one without saying a word.

Tan Ni walked over, and the flame in the charcoal basin just couldn't swallow the stack of paper money.

"I'm here to meet your father," she said.

"Why?" The young man raised his head and looked at Tan Ni quietly with deep eyes.

Tan Ni suddenly realized that there were so many people in the mourning hall, all of whom were the children of Master Yan, but these were the only eyes in which she could truly see sadness, an indescribable sadness that belonged to the loss of a loved one.Tan Ni has never experienced it personally, but he has seen it many times through the eyes of others, just like those relatives of the victims who cried loudly in the previous life, as if crying sadly, "My master died in vain, he didn't deserve to die. ... shouldn't have died..." Shi Xiuxue.

"I want to find the murderer who killed your father." Tan Ni said flatly.

The youth did not speak.

A woman who had been kneeling and crying stood up suddenly. She was a very beautiful woman, even with tears on her face, her gorgeous face would not be damaged. Although she was wearing a sackcloth filial piety, she could still see her slender and attractive figure.

But her voice was fierce and ferocious, and her beautiful eyes were fixed on Tan Ni's stunning face, with jealousy and resentment in her eyes, "Find the murderer who killed my father? Isn't that Liu Ye? Go catch it!" Go catch it! Aren’t you a police officer? You ran to my father’s mourning hall to make trouble. What about catching the murderer, you are just coveting the property of our Yan family! Didn’t you have Ximen Chuuxue? Why do you want to seduce men everywhere? You It's a bitch!"

Some people may think that Tan Ni was stunned by the woman's vicious words, but the young man in front of the charcoal basin could clearly see Tan Ni's calm face, his calm eyes, as if they could reflect the world All the crimes, all the pretense.

She just looked at the woman calmly and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The woman looked at Tan Ni viciously and said, "I'm just one of the poor daughters of Mr. Yan who will be disturbed by you when he dies."

Tan Ni nodded and said, "Then, Miss Yan, can I have a look at your hands?"