[Comprehensive martial arts] Cannon fodder woman

Lu Xiaoman spent the next month practicing swordsmanship in Shenhe Village, and A'Zhu specially found a narrow sword for her, which was lighter than ordinary swords, just suitable for beginners like her.

Murong's family-inherited swordsmanship is continuous and continuous, dancing like flowing clouds and flowing water. In an instant, the whole body is shrouded in a light curtain. It is not at all like what Murong Fu said, "only slightly more subtle than ordinary swordsmanship some".

Lu Xiaoman felt that this was already a very advanced swordsmanship, of course, it could be that her experience is too short and she has never seen a truly advanced swordsmanship.Anyway, she herself is very satisfied with this sword technique, and even her good opinion of Murong Fu has improved a lot.

These few days are the Ching Ming season, Murong Fu took his servants to visit his parents' graves and offer incense, and then he had to visit some relatives.

The Murong family and the Gusu Wang family are cousins. Mrs. Wang, the current mistress of the Wang family, is Murong Fu's aunt, and Mrs. Wang's daughter, Wang Yuyan, is his cousin. It's a bit distant, but there will still be some exchanges during general festivals.

It was Qingming Festival at this time, Murong Fu took Azhu Abi and others, prepared some gifts and went to Wang's house to visit.

The Wang family lives on an island in the middle of Taihu Lake, named Mantuo Mountain Villa, and they have to go there by water. The four of them plus two servants, a total of six people, supported two boats in total.Abi waited on Murongfu and sat in the first boat, while Lu Xiaoman and Azhu guarded the gifts in the second boat.

Two hours later, the group arrived at Mantuo Villa.

Before coming here, Murong Fu sent someone to deliver a letter to Mrs. Wang, so there were maids waiting at the entrance of the villa. After getting off the boat, the servants carried the gifts, and the group walked towards the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Lu Xiaoman saw a beautiful woman sitting on the main seat. She was about 30 years old, wearing a light yellow silk shirt and wearing a phoenix hairpin. It was cold thousands of miles away, and the bottom of his eyes was full of gloom. When he saw them coming, he just nodded indifferently.

"The reinstatement is here."

"Auntie, please stay safe."

Murong Fu made a bow to Mrs. Wang, and Lu Xiaoman hurriedly followed Azhu Abi to salute:

"Hello Madam Wang."

"Ah."

She raised her hand, and when she was about to say something, a soft and eager voice came from the inner room.

"Mom, is cousin here?"

Before seeing him, he heard his voice first, and a slender figure turned out from behind the screen.I saw her wearing a lotus-colored gauze shirt, her black hair was tied behind her shoulders, and tied lightly at the end with a silver ribbon. Her appearance was six or seven points similar to Mrs. Wang's, but her temperament was completely different. The human spirit is clear and boned, and the appearance is unparalleled.

"In a panic, what kind of words are you talking about?"

Mrs. Wang frowned and reprimanded, the woman stood still immediately, she secretly glanced at Murong Fu, then lowered her head again, a blush rose on her cheeks.

"I have something to say to your cousin, you can go to him later."

As Mrs. Wang said, she stood up, and the maid next to her quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Fuguan, come with me."

"Yes."

Murong Fu smiled consolingly at Wang Yuyan who was staring at him obsessively, and walked behind Mrs. Wang until their backs were no longer visible, then Wang Yuyan looked away disappointedly, and smiled softly at Azhuabi laugh.

"Ah Zhu, Abi, long time no see."

"Miss Watch."

Azhuabi also greeted her and walked forward, only then did Wang Yuyan see Lu Xiaoman who was blocked behind.

"Who is this……?"

"This is the little girl brought back by the young master," A'Zhu pulled her over and introduced to Wang Yuyan, "Miss Biao can call her Xiaoman."

"My cousin brought it back..."

Wang Yuyan said hesitantly, and silently looked at her a few times, Lu Xiaoman blinked at her, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile:

"I heard from Azhu and Abi a long time ago that the cousin of the Wang family is so beautiful that it is rare in the world. I didn't believe it at first, but I thought that no matter how beautiful she is, she can surpass Azhu and Abi. Now she is really beautiful. When I saw you, I realized that there are really immortal figures in this world!"

What she said not only praised Wang Yuyan's beauty, but also praised Azhu and Abi. The three of them who spoke directly were secretly happy, and completely diverted Wang Yuyan's attention.

Lu Xiaoman paused, glanced at the expressions of the three, and continued to laugh:

"When we came, we saw that the Mantuo Mountain Villa was full of camellias, and at a glance, it looked like we were in a fairyland in a painting. Presumably, only this kind of paradise can cultivate such a graceful person as the sister of the Wang family."

Wang Yuyan covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her pretty face glowing.

"Look at what you said, there is no such exaggeration."

"Ah, Miss Cousin, you don't know that this little girl knows how to compliment others, she has a sweet mouth, you have to be more vigilant, don't fall into her trap if you don't pay attention."

Abi was giggling and teasing, Lu Xiaoman feigned reluctance and rushed over to tickle her:

"Okay, Sister Abi, let you tear down my platform again!"

A'Zhu also burst out laughing, and A'bi hurriedly hid behind her, and the four of them immediately made a fuss.

Living in Mantuo Mountain Villa for two days, Lu Xiaoman accompanied the girls on a boat to enjoy the flowers every day. In ancient times, most of the young ladies did not leave the house, so they had no fun to play, and it was really boring.

On the third day, Murong Fu suddenly received an urgent letter from his retainer Deng Baichuan.The letter said that he passed by Gujia Village, [-] miles northwest of Suzhou, on his way to work, and found that all [-] households in the village had died overnight.He suspected that it was done by martial arts people, so he invited Murong Fu to investigate.

The incident happened in the city of Suzhou, and it may have something to do with people in the martial arts. Murong Fu is most concerned about his reputation as "Nan Murong" on weekdays. Mrs. Wang said goodbye.

Mrs. Wang didn't have any special reaction to this, but Wang Yuyan was very reluctant to part with them. Of course, the main one was her cousin, and everyone else was incidental.Since she was born, she has never stepped out of Mantuo Mountain Villa. Mrs. Wang does not allow her to go out to show her face, so she can only bid farewell silently no matter how reluctant she is.

"Cousin, you... take care of yourself."

Wang Yuyan stood on the bank, with tears in her eyes, she looked at Murong Fu pitifully, her eyes were full of tenderness.Murong Fu stood at the bow of the boat and waved to her, said with a faint smile:

"Cousin, go back, and cousin will come to see you after the matter here."

Saying goodbye to the tearful Wang Yuyan, the group went out by boat as they had come here, and put on horses after landing on land. They met up with Gongye Qian, Bao Budong, and Feng Bo'e who had been waiting here in advance, and then rode the horses quickly. Rush to the place where the incident happened.

A day later, Gujia Village in the northwest of Suzhou City.

"Most of the villagers died of poisoning, and their deaths were miserable."

Deng Baichuan said, bringing a bowl of water to show them.

"The poisonous quilt was put in the well of the village, and everyone got drunk when they drank the water. The poison is colorless and odorless, and its toxicity is overbearing. If you touch it, you will die, and if you touch it, you will die. It is really hard to guard against."

Murong Fu took the bowl, put it under his nose and smelled it, and frowned, the mayor of Wuqiu Township next to him asked anxiously:

"Mr. Murong, did you find anything?"

Gujia Village and several nearby villages are under the jurisdiction of Wuqiu Township. Now that such a massacre happened in Gujia Village, the neighbors were shocked, and the head of the township rushed over overnight. Unfortunately, there was no progress overnight, and the eyes were blue .

"This kind of thing happened within the jurisdiction of my hometown. I am really terrified. I lost my official position. If I can't give justice to the innocent suffering people, how can I face my father and fellow villagers!"

"My lord, don't worry," Murong Fu reassured, "I see this poison, it looks like a kind of deadly poison that has been lost for a long time in the Jianghu."

He took two steps forward slowly, pondered for a moment:

"See blood seal throat, also known as poisonous arrow wood, the juice is milky white and highly poisonous. Once it enters the human body, it can paralyze the heart of the poisoned person, block the blood vessels, coagulate the blood, and even die from suffocation."

He put the bowl on the table, took out the folding fan, and patted the palm of his hand twice.

"This poison was originally used by hunters in the Yunnan area for hunting. It is very rare in the Central Plains. It is not clear where the poisoner came from."

Feng Boxie on the side frowned.

"Yunnan, is it from Dali?"

"No, no, Dali and Song Dynasty have always been in harmony with each other," Bao Budong retorted shaking his head, "Don't jump to conclusions until things are clear."

"Yes, it would be bad if it caused a gap between the two countries."

Gongye Gan nodded, then looked at Deng Baichuan again, "Brother, you said that most of the villagers died of poisoning, did any of them die from poison?"

"That's right." Deng Baichuan glanced at him appreciatively, "Second brother is careful, this brother is about to say this."

Then he turned to Murong Fu again, "My lord, please follow me."

A group of people followed Deng Baichuan to the backyard, he squatted down and lifted the white cloth from the two corpses on the ground, A'Zhu and A'bi quickly covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs, and looked away.

"Please look, my lord. Of these two villagers, one died of internal injuries and the other died of knife wounds."

He tore open the shirt of one of them, and a purple-blue palm print was impressively imprinted on his chest.

"This person was killed by a single blow. The injured person has strong inner strength and amazing palm skills;"

He turned to the other person, pointed to the knife wound on that person's body and continued, "This person has been stabbed three times, and the sword is fatal. His moves are very vicious."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head with shame on his face:

"This subordinate is dull, and can't see what school this saber technique belongs to. Please tell me a little bit about it."

Murong Fu stepped forward to investigate carefully, then muttered:

"This saber technique is extremely weird. As far as I know, there is no such move in the Central Plains. Judging from the wound, it looks a bit like the way of a Tibetan lama."

"This is strange. Why did Tibetan lamas come to this small village and kill all the people here?"

Gong Yegan raised another question, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to answer.

"In short, what we know now is that there are at least two murderers, maybe more, one of them is specialized in internal strength, the other is good at wielding knives, and is carrying a highly poisonous substance."

Deng Baichuan paused, and continued to speculate:

"It seems that these two little brothers happened to meet the murderer who poisoned them, so they were killed, and then the whole village was also wiped out. The reason... is still unknown."

At this moment, the mayor's subordinates suddenly came in and reported:

"My lord, there are many people riding horses coming this way!"

The mayor was surprised:

"What! Who is coming?!"

"The subordinates don't know, but looking at their clothes, they look like members of the beggar gang."

"Gang gang?"

Deng Baichuan and Gongyegan looked at each other with puzzled looks in their eyes, while Murong Fu raised his eyebrows in an unclear expression.

"Oh?"

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Regarding the title of mother, "Mom" is used in Jin Lao's original works.