Beauty is sick

Jin Lingjiu poured a glass of water and handed it to Mu Jiao: "Drink some water and rest."

Mu Jiao dried it up, and took a long breath: "I'm exhausted, brother, you don't know, I ran all night to catch this ghost! He is too good at running, and his light work is good. He is the same as before in Huaizhou City The group of killers we met was not at the same level at all, according to our previous guess, he definitely has a lot to do with the people behind the scenes."

Jin Lingjiu looked at the person who was tied into rice dumplings, and asked, "Did you take any measures?"

The person who was tied up was a man, wearing a black night clothes, with a lot of ashes and marks on his body due to fighting, his limbs were bent at a strange angle, a cloth was stuffed in his mouth, and he was unconscious.

Mu Jiao put down her glass and kicked the person on the ground: "Don't worry, I gagged him immediately. People like them must be dead men. They will commit suicide if they are caught. I've heard of it, so as soon as I caught him, I immediately removed his joints, limbs, and jaw, and I definitely wouldn't let him die."

"Good job." Jin Lingjiu boasted appreciatively, "From the perspective of martial arts, can you identify anything?"

Mu Jiao shook her head: "He deliberately concealed his moves, but he can still see some traces, but I have been in the world with Master for many years, and I have never seen such a way. In my opinion, he doesn't look like a man in the world." from."

If it's not the way of the rivers and lakes, then it matches their previous guess.

Jin Lingjiu squatted down, searched on him, and found a rectangular sign, made of stone, with a number engraved on it—seven.

"Seven? Ranked seventh?"

Mu Jiao squatted beside him, and looked around.

The signboard was very smooth, and the place where the words were engraved was sunken. Jin Lingjiu pinched the signboard with his fingers so hard that his knuckles ached. It should not be engraved by a master, it is probably something they used to prove their identity."

Mu Jiao flipped over the man again, but found nothing: "There is nothing else."

Jin Lingjiu asked: "How did you catch him, is there anyone else around him, and what happened last night, tell me one by one."

He needs to know more information before he can make a more accurate judgment.

Mu Jiao replied: "Last night, did I go to find the person who pretended to be a ghost? Brother, you know that I am good at qinggong. At that time, I deliberately restrained my breath and slowly approached the direction where the ghost was crying. This person is hiding behind the inn. In the alley, there were no other companions around. He didn't notice me until I approached him. Then we fought briefly, and he couldn't beat me and ran away. I kept chasing him and wandering around Yecheng. I made a big circle and got out of the city before I caught him."

Jin Lingjiu put away the sign with his backhand, touched the man's throat with his fingertips, and touched the surroundings: "Is he the one who made that ghost cry?"

There were no other companions around, so the voice must have something to do with him.

Mu Jiao nodded and said in surprise: "I have heard from Master before that there are people in the world who are good at ventriloquism and can imitate all kinds of sounds, including animals, men and women. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears last night, it would be hard to believe. The crying sound like a child came from the mouth of such a big man."

Jin Lingjiu withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped his hands slowly: "There are always strange people and strange things in the world, and ventriloquism is not too rare. There are people who are good at it in the first floor of the world. If you are interested, When we have time, we will go back together and let you see it."

Mu Jiao's eyes lit up: "That's great!"

She has always been interested in these strange things, and she was also curious last night. After listening for a while, she was discovered by this man. If she really cheered up, she would have tied him back long ago.

Jin Lingjiu patted her on the shoulder: "I haven't slept all night, you are tired, go back and have a rest."

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Mu Jiao suddenly felt sleepy and yawned: "I'll leave that person to senior brother. I'll go back and catch up on sleep. Zuo Ping is not here. Senior brother will call me when he needs it." Just fine."

When she left the room, Jin Lingjiu slowly restrained his expression, grabbed the bound man's chin, and squeezed it hard: "Since you're awake, don't pretend."

The man suddenly opened his eyes, there was no panic in his eyes, they were dark, like a pool of stagnant water.

Jin Lingjiu kicked him on the shoulder and kicked him over. He casually wiped his fingers with a cold expression: "Where is your master hiding? Is it in Yecheng?"

The man curled up on the ground in a strange posture, his dark eyes locked tightly on Jin Lingjiu's face.

"I ran from Huaizhou City to Ye City. I haven't settled with you yet, but you have been haunted." Jin Lingjiu raised his hand, with a very thin blade between his slender fingers. He gestured twice on his throat, "It's my honor to hear the sound from your voice. I don't like it very much. I really hate it. After thinking about it, I can't wrong myself to be angry, I still have to wrong you."

Sharp coldness oozes from the blade, and it cuts against the man's throat. Jin Lingjiu's hand is very steady, with neither light nor heavy force, and there is no expression on his face, almost an understatement.

The man gritted his teeth, the severe physical pain was far inferior to the mental tension, Jin Lingjiu's oppression, which seemed to be there, was even more tormenting.

Jin Lingjiu smiled in satisfaction when the body under his hands trembled unconsciously. At the same time, he pressed the blade into the man's skin with force. His face was expressionless, as if he was doing the most ordinary thing.

"Who passed that sign to you? The seventh one should have died ten years ago."

His voice was almost gentle, with a hint of a smile on it.

Cold sweat broke out on the man's back, and an uncontrollable chill rose from the bottom of his heart. His chin was removed by Mu Jiao, so he couldn't speak, and could only make a small single sound.

Jin Lingjiu raised his hand, the blade still remained on the man: "I didn't want you to answer anything, there's no need, I haven't been reduced to relying on this method to obtain information, you and your master, you underestimate the number one in the world. "

The man's eyes were full of fear, as if he had seen something terrible, he didn't dare to move, the pain of the wound was more prominent in a state of high mental tension.

Jin Lingjiu took out the brand he had found before, and played with his fingertips: "Seeing that you are not too old, you probably don't know. I have several of this brand, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, and I can make up a set." , but they are already old objects, and after waiting for several years, I finally waited for you to send this new one."

The blood slid down from the man's wound and fell to the ground, breaking open small bloody flowers.

There were traces of dirt in his eyes. Jin Lingjiu was displeased, frowned, and slapped the window. The wind of the palm was so strong that it shattered the window. A moment later, two black shadows came in from the window , fluttering down to the ground.

"See master."

The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, knelt in front of Jin Lingjiu, their whole bodies were tightly wrapped, except for a pair of eyes.

Jin Lingjiu responded casually, leaning his elbows on the table, and nodded to one of them: "Take him back and interrogate him carefully. Remember, keep him alive."

"Obey." The man took the order, slashed the back of the man's neck with one palm, lifted him up effortlessly with one hand, and went directly through the broken window.

After the two left, Jin Lingjiu looked at the other kneeling person: "Why did you come to see me?"

The man raised his head, revealing a petite and handsome face: "Report to Master, someone is secretly investigating you."

If Pei Zhe was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person as the woman he called "Sister" before.

If the old bustard of the Nephrite Jade Hall was here, she would definitely be able to recognize him. This person looks exactly like the idiot she took in before.

Jin Lingjiu clicked his tongue: "Where is the capital?"

"Yes." The woman paused, and said again, "But it's different from before, this time it's the leftist."

Jin Lingjiu squinted his eyes: "Master Zuo? How could he get involved in this matter?"

Woman: "The news came that after those people found out what we were doing, they went back to the capital directly, and changed their way to Yecheng not long after."

Jin Lingjiu's eyelids twitched: "When did it happen?"

Woman: "Yesterday at noon."

Jin Lingjiu's hand suddenly tightened.

At noon yesterday, he, Pei Zhe, Fu Qingliu and others were having dinner at Babaozhai. Jun Shuci and Lin Jingkong visited and took Pei Zhe away. When Pei Zhe came back at night, he said that kind of thing.

——I only hope that this chess piece of mine can be used by you as you like, Mr. Jiu.

The room was very quiet, and the atmosphere became depressing.

After a long time, Jin Lingjiu lowered his eyelids and said softly, "So that's how it is."

The woman frowned: "Master, do we need to do anything?"

"No, there's no need to do anything." Jin Lingjiu paused, his smile getting colder, "Let them check, and help them if necessary."

The woman raised her head in astonishment: "Master?!"

Jin Lingjiu said expressionlessly: "If they want to investigate, ask them to investigate. Except for that matter, you can tell them everything else. In addition, we can also spread some of the things we found. Since they want to If you know, then we will come here openly."

He stood up and sighed softly: "It's time for the whitewashed peace in this world to come to an end."

The woman was silent for a while, and said: "Master, there is another matter that you asked us to investigate before, the relationship between Gu Yiqu and Pei Zhe."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyelids: "What did you find?"

Woman: "Pei Zhe has nothing to do with Gu Yiqu, but he has something to do with another person."

Jinling Jiu: "Who?"

Woman: "Gu Yiqu's... should be regarded as someone I admire. His name is Lin Xueyuan, and he is Pei Zhe's master. 14 years ago, he was living in Xiaoxiang in the south. He was taken in by the Pei family and taught Pei Zhe martial arts."

After the woman left, Jin Lingjiu sat for a while by himself, then woke up Mu Jiao, and found the shopkeeper to check out.

Because of the damage to the windows of the room and the dirty blood on the ground, he paid a lot of silver taels, and at the same time asked the shopkeeper to throw away his dirty clothes.

Their horses were also placed in the inn, and they had to be taken away when they checked out, so the two of them led the three horses out.

Mu Jiao hadn't woken up yet, she was a little confused: "Brother, why do we have to check out?"

Jin Lingjiu said nonsense: "It's too boring to live in one place all the time. Let's live in another place, so that we can experience the various scenery of Yecheng."

Mu Jiao's mind is still not sober, and she didn't hear the flaws in his words, she just nodded: "Okay, I will listen to my brother."

Catch a ghost here, and the situation on the other side is not so optimistic.

Gu Yiqu's tomb was dug up, and the bones were thrown on the ground randomly, leaving no other traces around. There are not only Gu Yiqu's tombs, but many other people's tombs, but only Gu Yiqu's tombs were destroyed. The Destroyer came after Gu Yiqu.

After discussing with everyone, they planned to bring Gu Yiqu's bones back to the yamen. No matter whether they dug up the grave or not, the bones needed to be collected properly.

Pei Zhe was not in a good mood, and he followed the large army wearily, all the way to Yecheng.

When approaching the gate of the city, Lin Jingkong slowed down and came to him: "Master Pei, there is a sentence that I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Pei Zhe: "If you want to say it, say it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

"..." Lin Jingkong got used to his dog temper, and didn't take it to heart, "Then I'll just say it straight, what's the relationship between Mr. Pei and Gu Yiqu?"

Pei Zhe put his hands behind his back: "It's okay."

Lin Jingkong: "Then are you related to the murderer?"

Pei Zhe turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

Lin Jingkong deliberated over his words and found that he couldn't think of a better way of saying it, so he gave up the idea of ​​euphemism, and said directly: "You said earlier that it was about Gu Yiqu, so you should avoid suspicion. I don't know what you mean by that."

After he went back, he thought for a long time, but he didn't understand why Pei Zhe wanted to avoid suspicion.

It turned out to be the reason, and Pei Zhe put down his heart, and said casually: "I want to be lazy and hide, so I just made an excuse. Commander Lin doesn't look like a person who doesn't know how to adapt, why pretend to be confused?"

Lin Jingkong: "..."

Lin Jingkong and the others wanted to escort the bones to the Yamen, but Pei Zhe didn't go with them, and walked aimlessly from the city gate, and arrived at the inn where Jinling Jiu was staying. When Pei Zhe came back to his senses, a The foot has already stepped into the door of the inn.

The inn clerk walked out with his things in his arms. He glanced at it and frowned immediately: "Where did this clothes come from?"

The guy was taken aback and recognized that he had come last night: "It's the clothes that the guests don't want, let us help throw them away."

Pei Zhe raised his voice: "Throw away?!"

The clerk said slowly: "That's right."

"Where is he?" Pei Zhe took the clothes and walked into the inn, "Give me the clothes, and I will tell him."

The waiter realized who he was talking about, and hurriedly chased after him: "Guest officer, please wait, the guest has already left."

Pei Zhe paused: "Leaving? What do you mean?"

The guy was stunned by his stare: "I mean, I mean, I checked out and left."

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