Ning Fuchen stepped on the flying sword and went up the Ning River. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Ning River is not big, the widest part is only two or three hundred meters, and the narrow place is only a few tens of meters, the water flow is gentle, and the water is almost invisible.

In less than half an hour, I came to the source of the Ning River.

Originally, the birthplace of the Ning River was in the territory of Ningcheng, several hills surrounded a basin, and thousands of trickles in the mountains converged into a river.

The water of the Ning River turned out to be mountain spring water, no wonder the tap water in Ningcheng tasted a little sweet, which tasted much better than the water in Tianjing and other cities.

In the mountains, there are small villages one after another, and there are lights in some places.

Ning Fuchen landed on a small hill, and tried to let go of his divine sense and extend it around.

In the trees, countless small birds are napping on the branches, in the nest a few hares are foraging, and a wild cat is tiptoeing towards a mouse.......

In the village below the hill, a child is doing his homework under a lamp, and a mother sits next to her to mend sewing.

Suddenly, Ning Fuchen searched for five black-clothed masked men in a blue brick house in the deepest part of the village, each holding a murder weapon in their hands, an old man curled up on the ground trembling, and a woman holding a child in a panic.

The room was very messy, all the clothes were thrown on the floor, and all four or five boxes were opened, and things were dumped all over the floor.

Burglary?

Ning Fuchen was suddenly furious, since he saw it, he couldn't ignore it.

With a movement of his mind, he flew his sword and came out of their window in an instant.

This is a bungalow, the old bricks on the ground, the robbers and the family are concentrated in this large living room, although it is an old-fashioned house, it can be seen from the furniture in the living room, the family is quite rich, the coffee table and sofa are all handmade of sour branch wood.

Directly opposite the living room, it should have been the place where the TV was placed, but there was a three-foot-high wooden carving Guan Gong, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, standing majestically in the middle of the living room. Under Guan Gong are incense burners and candlesticks.

Ning Fuchen looked at it, and was immediately happy, today I will borrow Guan Gong's hand to punish these robbers.

It's too hard to use the aura to shoot objects in the air, so it's better to use a flying sword to manipulate it.

The flying sword turned into the size of an embroidery needle, and the flying sword of the Divine Consciousness Imperial Envoy pierced into the base of Guan Gong's wood carving.

"Old thing, hand over the Night Pearl quickly, or it will kill you. A man in black had wide eyes and a vicious look, and walked towards the old man underground with a sharp knife in his hand.

"Hero, we really don't know what the night pearl is. The old man burst into tears.

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. ”

The man in black said, raised the sharp knife in his hand and pretended to wipe it on the knife with his fingers, and raised the knife to stab the old man's thigh.

At this time, the wood carving Guan Gong beside the old man suddenly moved, no, he jumped, and jumped about half a foot high.

The incense ash in the incense burner also popped and sprinkled in the air, and the whole living room was filled with clouds.

Several robbers and the old man were stunned at the same time, puffing out their eyes and staring at the statue of Guan Gong.

Sure enough, Guan Gong jumped again and blocked in front of the old man.

The robbers were shocked and retreated again and again, and the two bandits behind them were touched by the people in front of them and sat down on the ground.

"Brother Qin, Brother Ma, let's go, you see that Master Guan has appeared as a saint, let's go quickly." The two bandits sitting on the ground simply knelt on the ground and arched at the statue of Guan Gong.

The person with the sharp knife was obviously the eldest of the five, and although he was terrified in his heart, he did not believe in evil, and raised his leg to kick towards the statue of Guan Gong.

Ning Fuchen saw that he was so obsessed, so he naturally no longer showed mercy to his subordinates.

Under the manipulation of the divine sense, the statue of Guan Gong rose into the air, dodging the feet of the robbers, the green dragon glaive knife in his hand flashed, and the sharp knife in the hand of the man in black was cut into two pieces by the flying sword, and the blade fell to the ground with a clatter. The statue of Guan Gong did not fall, but flew past his right side, and the wooden Qinglong Glaive swept over his right shoulder, and circled around him again, and it was suspended in the air.

The man in black felt the right half of his body go numb and collapsed to the ground.

At this time, the ash mist in the air has settled, and the robbers clearly looked at the majestic statue of Guan Gong hanging in the air, and suddenly couldn't take care of the old man's family, and hurriedly helped up the person who was the leader, and even rolled and climbed, and fled, and a few people just went out not far away, and the man in black at the head screamed, and his right arm was broken from his shoulder and fell to the ground.

A few black-clothed men were so desperate that they didn't care about their arms on the ground, and dragged the boss to run wildly. Since then, these five robbers have completely changed their ways and have never done anything to hurt nature and reason.

The flying sword withdrew, and the statue of Guan Gong slowly retreated to the mahogany god case in the middle of the living room, and turned around again, as if a person wanted to sit down, he must look back at the stool behind him, and then slowly fell.

The three grandchildren, granddaughters, and daughters-in-law in the house looked at Guan Gong's return to his position stupidly, and then looked at the stainless steel dagger on the ground that was cut by a wooden knife, and stayed for a long time, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed together.

Ning Fuchen smiled secretly when he saw this and left quietly.

There is a broken temple on the mountain, and the gate is mottled with three big characters: Qingshui Nunnery.

It is said to be a temple, but in fact, there is only one hut in the whole nunnery, and there is a long shrine in the middle, which is full of apples, bananas and other fruits, and there is a stone carved manger on the ground, which is full of burned paper money ashes.

The god case is enshrined in a goddess, it doesn't look like Guanyin Bodhisattva, and it is not Magu, so I can't guess who it is for a while.

Ning Fuchen walked into the broken temple, sat cross-legged directly on the side of the statue, and soon forgot about the two things, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth surged.

When it was dark, Ning Fuchen slowly sighed and stood up.

After practicing all night, I was refreshed and comfortable.

Walking slowly down the mountain road, the roof of the farmhouse at the bottom of the mountain is filled with smoke and the birds are chirping.

Two police cars were parked at the bottom of the hill, flashing red.

Ning Fuchen listened to the discussion of the surrounding villagers, saying that he was investigating the murder case of the Ning family.

It turned out that a farmer got up early and found an arm and blood stains on the ground at the entrance of the village, so he called the police.

When the police heard it, they thought it was a murder case, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they immediately dispatched capable criminal police and drove to Ningjiaji, but the strange thing is that the police investigated every house, and there were no clues.

The Ning family set is not big, and there are only about 20 families in the entire set, all of whom live in this mountain nest.

Last night's episode was quiet all night, nothing unusual happened, and no one heard anything unusual.

It should be a person from another place who committed the crime passing through this place.

Fortunately, it was just an arm, and no body was found, and the police took the arm back to the police station after making a record, and it was estimated that it would be gone.

Ning Fuchen naturally knew what was going on, but he stepped forward casually and asked a middle-aged woman, "Hello, I would like to ask where the old house of the Ning family is and how to go?"

"The old house of the Ning family is on the other side of the mountain, this side is the Ning family's set, you follow this mountain road, and you will arrive at the top of the mountain. ”

"Well, thank you. ”

Ning Fuchen turned around and walked towards the other side of the mountain, and when he turned around, he found that the old man who had encountered the robbers last night and the mother and son were standing in the crowd. (To be continued.) )