This life of catching chickens [comprehensive martial arts]

六

There is no curfew in Hangzhou City, but only the prosperous places are brightly lit like daylight. The poor are worried about their livelihoods, so how can they have nightlife?

Although the Gang of Beggars is the largest gang in the world, it is not a small amount to take care of everyone's food, so the place where the Gang of Beggars is stationed is still a den of beggars after all.

Looking at the pitch-black sub-helm of the Beggar Clan from a distance, Du Lingmeng finally couldn't help but said: "You know Qiao Feng, so you can come here in a fair and aboveboard way. Do you want to steal someone's chamber pot if you go at this time?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "If you are still in the mood after this trip, you can go and steal the chamber pot."

He supported the tree trunk: "Ma Dayuan and his wife live outside the city. I heard that Madam Ma is a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts, and he died of a chokehold, so it's not surprising that he was killed silently."

"Wang Jiantong is currently living in the sub-rudder. He was killed by his famous palm technique at night. It should be quite a commotion. Besides, there are many kung fu high seven-pocket disciples living in the sub-rudder, and he didn't even hear a sound. "

Du Lingmeng asked: "So you want to try that elder's room?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "Now that an elder has died in the gang, it seems that the guard will only be tighter at night."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "What should be more careful is that each sub-helm of the Beggars' Clan has a team to fight dogs."

"Dog fight?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's the unique formation of the Beggar Clan. What's different from other formations is that it doesn't follow the directions of heaven and earth, it has no rules, the number of people is uncertain, and the weapons they hold are also chosen by the personnel. The tricks are all from their opponents. Summarized the number of ways, as long as it is activated, the opponent must be killed."

The living environment of beggars is harsh, and the moves are naturally made by them for survival. The danger is obvious.

Lu Xiaofeng instructed: "You follow me, be careful."

In the past, Lu Xiaofeng would have come here by himself, but after she reminded him in the afternoon, he realized that it would be more risky to order her this time, and he trusted her lightness kung fu, so he brought her here.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew up to the roof closest to his feet, stepped on it lightly, and his heart sank a little.

A roof made of straw is easier to make a sound than a tile.

He slid down the slope of the roof like a slippery slope, slipped to the eaves of the house, grabbed the protruding wooden frame and patted the square, like a gecko, moved forward silently.

The house Wang Jiantong lived in was within the thatched hut, he walked cautiously and arrived after a stick of incense.

During this time, Du Lingmeng has been following him neither far nor near, silently as if behind the scenes, every time he thought she hadn't followed and turned around, she was still at the fixed distance, the cat was on the rafters.

Lu Xiaofeng instantly remembered the games he played with Zhu Ting and the others when he was a child.

He landed by the window of Wang Jiantong's room, looking in by the moonlight, Du Lingmeng landed beside him like a leaf, and leaned over to look in too.

It has been nearly half a month since Wang Jiantong's death, so it is naturally impossible for the scene to remain. The house has been cleaned and tidied up long ago.

Beside the window is a table case, on which there are even the Four Treasures of the Study, which shows that Elder Wang is still a very educated person.

These days, there are only a few people who can understand writing and ink, let alone people in the rivers and lakes.

The facilities in the house are very simple, except for the necessary furniture and a long sword hanging on one wall, there is nothing else.

Du Lingmeng suddenly stretched out his hand, touched the table, and motioned for him to see that there was already a thin layer of dust on it.

As Lu Xiaofeng watched, there was a chill behind his back.

When they arrived at the pier early this morning, it was raining intermittently until the evening.

This window was obviously just opened, and it was prepared for him.

He seemed to have sensed it, turned around, stretched out his fingers subconsciously, and caught a piece of ice, the thin blade was paler than moonlight.

"As expected of 'One Finger of Consonance', as expected of Lu Xiaofeng." Someone laughed.

In an instant, the originally dark courtyard became brightly lit.

The owner of the voice and the sword is an elegant-looking disciple of the beggar gang. He looks young, but he has already hung eight cloth bags, and his status is extremely high.

He had put away his sword, and apologized to Lu Xiaofeng, "I offended you."

Everyone raised torches in their hands and looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smile.

A burly man in his thirties with a square face walked out of the group of people. Although his clothes were shabby and he didn't have any bags hanging, he was the leader of the crowd, with extraordinary momentum.

The man patted the beggar who had just held the sword, and said with a smile: "It seems that Master Quan is right. He heard that you were going to the city this morning, so he said that you are only going to visit at night. I have already called someone Once the wine is hot, I'll be waiting for you."

Quan Guanqing bowed his head and said with a smile, "As for trying Lu Daxia's martial arts, it's all up to me."

What else could Lu Xiaofeng say?

Since he became famous at a young age, there are countless people who want to try his kung fu. It seems that they want to poke him a few times whenever they find an opportunity.

Du Lingmeng laughed at him back then, it was because he was at a disadvantage in kung fu, whoever thinks his kung fu is good, poking him, probably knows how much his kung fu is, and his life is not at all in danger.

The doctor also "friendly reminded" him that it is better to charge in the future and tell those people how he ranks in the Jianghu here.

Thinking of this, he realized that everyone was looking at him, and no one was looking at him.

He looked to the side, and sure enough he was the only one standing in front of Wang Jiantong's window.

Like the morning dew illuminated by the first sun, Du Lingmeng evaporates in the handover of darkness and day.

Seven

Wine is good wine.Drinking buddies are also friends.

Lu Xiaofeng only remembers things that make him happy, so now he is happy again.

What he finds strange is that he and Qiao Feng have completely different drinking habits, he likes good quality, Qiao Feng likes to drink freely, and the two of them can even drink together.

This is probably the singularity of wine.

The two of them were chatting, and when they became interested, they put away the bowl, Qiao Feng slapped the mud seal open with his palm, and brought another altar to him.

Lu Xiaofeng followed his habit and directly took the jar.

At this time, a voice laughed and said: "We clearly agreed to steal the chamber pot together, why did you drink the wine first?"

Hearing this voice, Lu Xiaofeng had no time to be happy, a chamber pot was actually placed in front of him.

Lu Xiaofeng was still holding the wine jar in his hand, but the fine wine still in his mouth had become tasteless, as if what he was holding was also a chamber pot.

Qiao Feng is an informal person, and now he cares more about his expression, but seeing him deflated for the first time, he couldn't help laughing.

The doctor has only been with him for a few more days, and now he has recovered some of his habits very quickly. The gesture of clasping his fists at Qiao Feng is very standard: "Du Lingmeng, I have admired the name of Chief Qiao for a long time."

Lu Xiaofeng introduced helplessly: "She is the helper I found in Beijing this time."

Qiao Feng got up and asked to sit down, Du Lingmeng was not too polite, and gave in, asking Qiao Feng to sit where he was, and he pulled a stool over to sit down.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking her: "Where did you go just now?" He raised his hand to remove the obtrusive chamber pot.

"Hey——" Du Lingmeng stopped him, "You should move lightly."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened: "Is there something inside?"

He had a good nose, but he didn't smell anything.

Du Lingmeng sighed: "I was going to chat with Gang Leader Qiao, why are you so eager to get to the point?"

She lifted the lid, and inside the chamber pot was a square bluestone brick.

"I really couldn't find a suitable tool for storing it. Fortunately, the disciples of the Gui Gang cleaned the chamber pot of the Lord Wang very clean."

Lu Xiaofeng stood up, looked in, and asked her: "Where did you dig it?"

Du Lingmeng said: "It's just under the window on the southwest side of Elder Wang's house."

Lu Xiaofeng understood: "I also noticed just now that there is a low wall behind the southwestern side. If I hadn't been discovered early in the morning, I would have chosen to hide there. So if the murderer planned to hide and kill at night, he would Hide there."

Qiao Feng took a lamp from one side, held it to the side, and lit it, but saw a deep footprint in the middle of the brick, he couldn't help being startled.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help sighing: "This person has such deep internal strength."

Du Lingmeng said: "I thought it was left by the murderer, so I dug it up. If this brick was not covered by grass, I would have been taken away by the murderer."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I actually think that the murderer didn't realize it himself. It is said that such kung fu has already been controlled and released freely. He should have stepped on this footprint under emotional excitement."

Du Lingmeng tilted his head: "It makes sense, you see..."

She stretched out her hand to measure the shoe print: "This size, this person is a man, about five feet seven in height."

Converted to the current weights and measures, it is about 1.9 meters.

Du Lingmeng continued: "The houses in this sub-rudder are too close to each other. Even if there are low walls, he is easier to be found hiding by the window. He can only hide under the window. According to his height, he squatted there."

"This part is a crescent-shaped depression. Obviously, when this footprint was branded, he was in a state of jumping extremely fast. He presumably heard something, or someone noticed him and jumped into the window in a hurry."

She suddenly turned her head and asked Qiao Feng: "Master Qiao, where in the house did Elder Wang of your clan die?"

Qiao Feng didn't seem to expect her to ask him suddenly, but the girl's expression was too serious, and he subconsciously said: "I was going to Hangzhou to hold the funeral of Vice-Clan Leader Ma, and when I came to look for Uncle Wang that morning, I saw him lying on his back. Legs facing that window."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "I have already obtained what I wanted, and you also stole a chamber pot. It seems that our trip tonight was worthwhile."

Qiao Feng suddenly sighed: "I'm convinced, sister of the Du family."

Du Lingmeng looked at him suspiciously.

Qiao Feng looked very calm: "I am indeed five feet eight inches tall."

This time Lu Xiaofeng and Du Lingmeng were both stunned.

Qiao Feng sighed: "I didn't speak just now, it was really because I was surprised by the shoe print, I could tell at a glance that the pattern on the sole of the shoe is the shoe that my mother made for me, and the shoe print is mine. "

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened.

Du Lingmeng took the lamp from Qiao Feng's hand, looked closely at it for a while, and chuckled lightly.

"This man is slightly older than you."

She pointed at a few places: "To jump up, he still needs to use his waist and abdomen strength. Judging from these traces, this person's waist is not very good. A martial arts practitioner has a strong body and can kill Elder Wang. I don't think so." He was not injured, so the murderer would be in his fifties at least. However, he is very similar to your figure."

Qiao Feng now fully understood why Lu Xiaofeng wanted to find this young girl who seemed to have no talent.

Before he left, Du Lingmeng did not forget to ask: "Guild Master Qiao can also check his belongings, I am afraid that this is not the only one that has been stolen. If there is someone around to testify, we will be one step ahead of the mastermind behind the scenes when the beggar gang meets. .”

Qiao Feng agreed sincerely, and thanked him with cupped fists.

Eight

"At one time it was a rumor that he and Murong Fu were partnering, and at another time he was wearing his shoes to frame him. It seems that someone really came after Gang Leader Qiao."

Du Ling dreamed.

Lu Xiaofeng's face was also serious: "Yes, this case is getting more and more complicated."

He added: "I really didn't expect to have shoes."

Du Lingmeng was taken aback.

The two stopped on the long street with only moonlight.

Lu Xiaofeng said quietly: "Actually, Murong Fu was the only suspect. I released the rumor that he and Qiao Feng conspired together."

Du Lingmeng:? ? ?

The author has something to say: Ermeng: Can you say it again?I promise not to kill you.

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I had a fever and went on a drip, so I will only update it when I come back at night, sorry for the delay_(:з」∠)_

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