Carrying Zheng Gaofei's corpse, Xiang Yuan walked into the mountain road.

Without the shackles of the convoy, he traveled all the way to Guangling in less than half a day.

Came to the gate of Guangling City.

Xiang Yuan, who was carrying a corpse, was almost captured by the soldiers defending the city.

Fortunately, the Xiang family has a good reputation in Guangling, and although Xiang Yuan, the third son of the Xiang family, does not appear often, many people have paid attention to it.

One of the ten captains guarding the city recognized Xiang Yuan in time to avoid this misunderstanding.

"Xiang Gongzi, you are ......"

Looking at Xiang Yuan, who was carrying the corpse, the ten-captain asked with a puzzled expression.

"This is Zheng Gaofei, the leader of the mountain bandits on the Songhe Mountain Road some time ago.

Yesterday, he led a group of mountain bandits to rob my convoy and was shot dead by me and the guards. Xiang Yuan replied softly.

"Zheng Gaofei?!"

As the defender of Guangling, the ten-division commander naturally heard of the group of mountain bandits who were very fierce for a while.

Previously, Meng Hongjun, the prefect of Guangling, had also organized the defenders to clean up.

But to say that it is a clean-up is actually just a formality.

After all, this group of mountain bandits is said to be only a dozen people, but there is a bright warrior like Zheng Gaofei as the leader, if they really fight.

A bright martial artist can kill dozens of people with his bare hands.

It's just that Zheng Gaofei is a treacherous person, and he knows that once he fights with the army, he will inevitably attract greater attention.

Therefore, as soon as the defenders came to clear it, he took people to hide and never had a head-on conflict.

But such a crazy warrior who can fight a hundred with one hundred is killed by a small Xiangjia convoy?

Could it be that this Xiang Gongzi ......

I suddenly understood that the Xiang Gongzi in front of me was probably also a Ming Jin martial artist, and he was even stronger than Zheng Gaofei!

The face of the tenth captain suddenly became respectful, and he made way for Xiang Yuan and said politely: "That's really good, Zheng Gaofei, this evil bandit, controls the mountain road, and he has avoided it several times when we go to clear it."

Now that this evil bandit is subduing the law, Xiang Gongzi has really done a great thing for my Guangling. ”

"You're welcome, I don't know if Zhao Cheng is here in the patrol room today. ”

If Xiang Yuan wants to find out the specific effect of the corpse poison, he must dissect Zheng Gaofei and know the reason for his sudden death by poison method.

And if you want to achieve this level of inspection, in this world where there are no advanced scientific instruments, it is obvious that only the full-time staff in the yamen can do it.

"Zhao Yanzuo?Well, I want to think about it...... Yes, today was supposed to be Zhao Yanzuo's rest, but he took a few days of home leave last month, so he made up for a few days after this month.

Xiang Gongzi is looking for Zhao Cheng to make ......," the ten-master thought for a while.

"Hey, that's right, when I fought with this bandit before, this bandit suddenly seemed to be poisoned, and I took it down in one fell swoop.

I asked Zhao Qizuo to see what kind of poison could make a Ming Jin martial artist's body unable to resist. ”

Zheng Gaofei's body was covered in blue and black, and he knew that he had been poisoned at a glance, so Xiang Yuan casually made up a nonsense and was confused.

"Oh, that's right. Nodding, the ten-master said: "Then go to Gongzi quickly, it's not too early, and Zhao Yanzuo may be resigned later." ”

"Well, then take your leave. With his hands clenched into his fists, Xiang Yuan strode away carrying Zheng Gaofei's corpse and walked in the direction of the patrol room.

Looking at Xiang Yuan's departing back, the ten-captain sighed in his heart.

It's really terrifying, he is already a Ming Jin martial artist at such a young age, tsk, Xiang Jia is even more amazing this time......

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Because he was carrying a corpse, in order to avoid being too eye-catching, Xiang Yuan deliberately walked through a secluded alley where there were no people, and walked all the way to the patrol room in Guangling.

At this moment, the two catchers who were guarding outside the patrol room saw someone approaching, and they raised their knives towards Xiang Yuan.

"Xiang Jiagongzi, ...... are you?"

When he got closer, he saw that it was Xiang Yuan, and one of the older catchers immediately put down the hilt of the knife in his hand and asked Xiang Yuan with a smile.

"Song Zhu, hurry up, is Zhao Cheng here? I want to ask him to help me do an autopsy. He smiled and nodded at Song Pu and said to Yuan.

"Autopsy?" His eyes fell on the corpse of Xiang Yuan's shoulder, and Song Pu was slightly stunned: "This is ......"

"This is a mountain bandit I encountered yesterday, poisoned and died. I want to see what kind of poison he had. He didn't want to talk too much about these catchers, so he explained to Yuan in a few words, and said, "Zhao Yanzuo is still there?"

"Yes, please. ”

The Xiang family is the richest man in Guangling, and its head Xiang Munan and the county commander Meng Hongjun are close friends.

Although it is not clear how Xiang Yuan could carry the body of a mountain bandit for an autopsy, as a small catcher, what Song Pu should do is to obediently let Xiang Yuan in, and he doesn't need to ask anything else.

Nodding with a smile, Xiang Yuan entered the patrol room.

In the damp and musty patrol room, Xiang Yuan found Zhao Mingxiu, who was smoking dry tobacco in the patrol room, with some flickering lights.

"Yo, Xiang Gongzi. You are ......" Zhao Mingxiu, who is over fifty years old, I don't know if it is because of frequent contact with corpses, resulting in a sallow face all the year round, and his face is full of folds when he smiles.

put Zheng Gaofei's body on a wooden board in the room, Xiang Yuan took out a piece of silver and handed it to Zhao Mingxiu: "Old Zhao, please trouble."

This man was one of the mountain bandits who had been lying on the mountain road before, and he suddenly died of poison while fighting with me.

I would like to ask you to help me examine what poison he had and what the cause of death was. ”

The tooth marks on Zheng Gaofei's neck had been scratched by Xiang Yuan with a knife, so as not to be seen by this servant.

Touching the obviously large amount of silver handed to Xiang Yuan, Zhao Mingxiu immediately looked around, and then took the silver into his arms with a smile on his face: "No problem, don't worry about Xiang Gongzi."

I have been working for 30 years, old man, and I will check the cause of his death to you. ”

Nodding with satisfaction, Xiang Yuan said, "When will the results be available." ”

"Hmm...... You give me two days, and you will come early the day after tomorrow to listen to the letter. With silver as the driving force, Zhao Mingxiu slammed his chest with a confident face.

"Okay! Then I'll bother Zhao Cheng to do it. ”

After talking to Zhao Mingxiu about the details, Xiang Yuan left the patrol room and returned to Xiang's house.

At this time, Xiang Wendong, who was sitting in Xiangfuzhongtang, saw that Xiang Yuan had suddenly returned, his heart tightened, thinking that something had happened to the convoy, so he hurriedly got up and walked towards Xiang Yuan: "Yuan'er, why are you back." Is something wrong?"

He saluted to Wen Dong and said to Yuan: "Without uncle, the group of mountain bandits on the mountain road have been wiped out."

I came back early, the convoy is still on the way, and it is estimated that it will be a few days before I return. ”

Hearing Xiang Yuan say this, a stone pressed in Xiang Wendong's heart finally fell to the ground, checked Xiang Yuan's body up and down, and said with a smile on his face: "You kid, your father was right when he agreed to let you learn martial arts."

I've heard that there were more than a dozen of them. ”

After such a while, Xiang Beixin and Xiang Leshan also heard the movement and walked out one after another, and when they saw Xiang Yuan safe and sound, the two of them were also slightly relieved.

After chatting with his father and two uncles, Xiang Yuan excused himself and returned to his room under the pretext that he was tired.

He gained a lot from this battle of the mountain bandits.

Not only did he test the effect of the blue zombie body, but he also got information about the family and the disciples of the sect from Zheng Gaofei's mouth.

Family...... Zongmen ......

In Zheng Gaofei's words, the family and the sect have mastered the most powerful extraordinary power in this world, except that they can match each other.

A martial artist like Xiang Yuan can't be compared to it at all.

Is it true that martial arts can't compete with the family sect?

With his arms on his knees, he looked at his big fan-like hands, and his eyes fluttered towards Yuan.

Like a lying tiger, quiet but permeated with a dangerous aura.

Smack!

The fists clenched violently, making a crisp sound.

Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, and his burly body slowly stood up.

If others can't do it, I, Xiang Yuan, may not be able to!

With the existence of equipment slots, as long as I can find more equipment, I will definitely be able to crush them!

Pei Jia......

Ten years ago, I was used as bait to lure tigers, and the memory is still vivid.

A trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and Xiang Yuan, whose hands had already been stained with human blood, unconsciously floated a cold and terrifying aura on his body at this moment.

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The next morning

Xiang Yuan got up early and went to the pond in the backyard to practice routinely.

Just as he was playing a set of loose boxing, there was a strong wind behind him.

The earlobe moved slightly, not dodging or dodging, Xiang Yuan turned around and punched hard!

Bang!

The fists and feet intersected, and with a muffled sound, Xiang Yuan took a few steps backwards before he stabilized his body!

"Uncle Wang, did you use so much force early in the morning?"

Kneading his shoulders, Xiang Yuan smiled and looked at Wang Chong, who was rubbing his ankles with his feet on his feet.

Also rubbing his numb ankles, Wang Chong raised his head and glanced at Xiang Yuan: "I know it's me, and I still use so much strength."

Isn't it true that you? ”

After ten years of hard work, the young and strong Xiang Yuan's attainments in the hands of the tiger have equaled Wang Chong and even surpassed him slightly.

For Xiang Yuan's progress, Wang Chong is also both emotional and gratified.

Hehe smiled and stepped forward to help Wang Chong to the stone bench on the side, and said to Yuan: "Uncle Wang, come to me so early, something?"

Looking at Xiang Yuan with a smile on his face, Wang Chong's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly sighed: "I heard that you were escorted this time and encountered mountain bandits."

See blood on your hands......"

Hearing Wang Chong's question, Xiang Yuan was slightly stunned, and then said, "Well, but those mountain bandits are innocent." ”

"I'm not blaming you for killing. I'm afraid that once you see blood on your hands, you won't be able to stop......" His eyes became a little heavy, and Wang Chong said: "

Those of us who practice martial arts strengthen our bodies and strengthen our blood, and temper our bodies.

Qi and blood are already more vigorous than ordinary people, and many times because of the blood and qi rush to the brain, they will do some irrational things.

If you don't have blood on hand, you may still be a little hesitant to restrain when you make a move.

But now that you have pierced this membrane, I am afraid that you will not be able to control it in the future, and the blood on your hands will become thicker and thicker.

Back then, I was ......"

After a pause, his words touched on his past, Wang Chong's eyes were dim for a while, and he looked at Xiang Yuan with admonition:

"Promise Uncle Wang, when you make a move in the future, you must think about it carefully, and if you can spare someone's life, don't make indiscriminate killings. ”

Looking at Wang Chong's eyes, the smile on the corner of Xiang Yuan's mouth slowly disappeared, and his back was as straight as a big gun, "Uncle Wang, I can't answer you in this matter." ”

"You ......" I didn't expect Xiang Yuan to refuse, Wang Chong's expression changed, and he just wanted to speak, but Xiang Yuan raised his hand to stop him and then continued:

"Uncle Wang, I understand what you said.

You are afraid that I will make too many enemies in the future, and I will be as desolate as you were back then.

But Uncle Wang, don't forget, why do we practice martial arts when we are people who practice martial arts!

Isn't it just to let the breath in my heart be smooth and unimpeded, to be able not to be oppressed by others, and to be able to straighten my spine!

I understand your words, people don't offend me, I don't offend people.

But if that person kicks his nose in the face, do I still have to repay the grievances with virtue? ”

The clenching of his fists crackled, and Xiang Yuan's eyes showed a fierce look, in his previous life, he was an ordinary college student, honest and peaceful, and he had never even fought.

In this life, he fell into such a world, and tasted what it means to be a man-made sword, and I am a fish.

Without the stability of a society governed by the rule of law, only by being tough can we live freely.

Looking at the faint evil aura around Xiang Yuan, Wang Chong opened his mouth as if he wanted to persuade him.

Xiang Yuan got up and patted Wang Chong on the shoulder:

"Uncle Wang, you are old.

I'm still young, and it's not what I want to live my life with.

Maybe I'll do it when I'm your age.

But now......

I can't promise you this. ”

When Xiang Yuan left, Wang Chong didn't remember.

"That's it, young and vigorous...... Oh, can you still call a young man if you are not angry? I didn't do the same back then......" As if remembering something, Wang Chong smiled and shook his head lightly.

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