Chapter II

A small teahouse on the official road next to Hei'an Town.

"Hey, have you heard about Bai'an Village?"

"Yo, what is this called, this matter is spreading, of course I know!"

"But no, that's seventeen corpses, tsk, just listening to it is enough to infiltrate"

"I'll tell you, this matter has alarmed the court."

"Even the imperial court was alarmed?"

"Yes, that's seventeen corpses, seventeen lives!"

"Alas, who said it wasn't, I don't know who did it too cruelly!"

Ever since Zuo Idiot came to the territory of Hei'an Town, he heard people talking about the exhumation of seventeen corpses in Bai'an Village from time to time, even when he rested in this small teahouse.

Bai'an Village is under the jurisdiction of the government of Hei'an Town, but the exhumation of 17 corpses is old and has too great an impact, and the people of Hei'an Town do not know how to deal with this big case, so they report it early when they receive a report from the villagers.

Who knows, all levels are unwilling to accept this hot potato, so it is passed to the Dali Temple in the capital layer by layer.

The prime minister of Dali Temple has received a report on the national criminal case, so he cannot sit idly by.

Therefore, the most famous iron-blooded god in the capital and the most famous in the world came to this Hei'an Town to investigate the case.

"Two brothers, dare to ask what you just said about Bai'an Village?" Zuo Idiot picked up the sword placed on the table, hung it on the right side of his waist, and walked over and asked.

The two of them, one fat and one thin, were drinking tea and chatting, when suddenly a cold voice came from the top of their heads, and they couldn't help but hurriedly look up in surprise.

Ordinary catchers are dressed in red clothes with black sleeves about half a foot wide, black boots on their feet, and black edges on the brim of their official hats that are half a foot wide, but the person in front of him only looks the same, but the color is very different.

It is worth talking about here, according to the system, the clothing of the state and county is the same, but the person Zuo is the first name of the emperor, and the rank is the fourth grade, which is a well-known court member.

The official uniform he wears is all black but embroidered with dark lines, the cuffs, brim and collar are all gold-edged, he is dressed in black clothes, black boots and black belt, and his face is handsome, which can't help but give people a feeling of coldness and indifference.

"My lord, it doesn't sound like your accent is local, is it from somewhere else?" The thin man in one asked.

"That's right, I'm from the capital." Zuo Idiot nodded and replied.

"Yo, it's from the capital, that's amazing." Another fat man at the tea table exclaimed.

"Two, I was just drinking tea on the side, and I heard your conversation about the seventeen corpses in Bai'an Village, so I asked this question, please forgive me for my recklessness." Seeing that neither of the two answered what he had just asked, Zuo Idiot frowned and said.

The two had never seen such a handsome and ruthless young man as Zuo Idiot, and when they saw him frown, they felt a little frightened for no reason.

"What did the adults say, we were indeed talking about Bai'an Village just now." The fat man was busy.

"What's the progress on this case?" The left idiot asked again.

"This lord, you are also fast catching like this, right? This case in Bai'an Village, so far, all the corpses have been revealed, so that they can be seen. The thin man replied.

"Is there any other news?" The left idiot asked again.

This time, the two looked at each other, and the fat man said hurriedly:

"Oh, this lord, where can the two of us parry your posture, besides, we really just know this little bit, or listen to what others say, don't embarrass us."

Zuo Idiot was stunned, why did he just embarrass them with his ordinary question? What kind of posture is he? Can't ordinary people parry?

This can't be blamed on Zuo idiot himself, Zuo Idiot is talented, has high martial arts, and his ability to analyze the case is even more incomparable to ordinary people, but in terms of these exchanges and acquaintances in the world, he Zuo is worse than ordinary people.

Whether it is in the capital or in Dali Temple, his superiors and colleagues know that he has such a character, he is serious and a little cold-blooded, and he is not very familiar with human relations, but he treats people with several thoughtful manners, and his mind is extremely delicate, so everyone doesn't care much about getting along for a long time.

Seeing that the fat and thin two seemed to be afraid of themselves, Zuo Idiot thought that he was scared of them by his black clothes and cold expression, so he hugged his fists and said:

"Excuse me."

After speaking, the left idiot habitually pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, turned around and left.

There was a person on the table next to him who saw this scene and smiled lightly, it turned out to be him, no wonder.

When the fat man and the thin man saw that the left idiot was walking away, they came back to their senses, glared at each other, and asked:

"Who is this man?"

"Hehe, that person is not small" Suddenly a person's voice came into the ears of the two of them, and they quickly turned to look.

I saw a man wearing a hat, but the hat was very low, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he looked like that, most of them were from the rivers and lakes.

The teahouse is located on an official road outside Hei'an Town, which is an important passage for trade between Hei'an Town and various states and counties across the country, and it is also a necessary place to pass through Bai'an Village.

In this case, the people who come and go to rest in this teahouse are different, and naturally there are well-informed Jianghu people.

"This hero, do you know the man in the official uniform just now?" The fat man was bolder, he stepped forward and asked.

"It's not like I know him, but his identity is not difficult for people to recognize." The Jianghu man spoke softly, and he wanted to pick up the tea bowl and drink it again.

"And who is he? He just asked about that momentum, good fellow, it's scary. ”

The thin man saw that the fat man had spoken, and the people in the rivers and lakes also accosted him, so he also had the courage to step forward and ask, but there was still a little palpitation on his face.

The Jianghu people smiled and said again:

"Have you ever heard of the left head catcher of Dali Temple in the capital?"

This time, the thin man knew more, and nodded:

"Is that the famous Iron Blooded God Hunter? I also listened to the merchants from the capital in this teahouse. Could it be?"

The Jianghu people put down the tea bowl, bent the corners of their mouths, and said inexplicably:

"The man just now was dressed in black clothes and black boots, with dark patterns and gold edges, and he used a sword in his left hand, and he was imposing, he must be the iron-blooded god of the Holy God to catch Zuo, Lord Zuo is undoubted."

"Left idiot?!" The fat and thin two were shocked, it turned out that it was really the notoriously ruthless Zuo master, and they couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

"Is the left catcher here also to investigate the case?" The fat man was stunned and then asked the Jianghu man, but he was even more shocked.

"What about people! Why is it gone? ”

By the time they turned their eyes, the table was gone

Zuo Idiot didn't know that he had been recognized, and he thought as he walked, should he go to the Hei'an Town Mansion first, or go to Bai'an Town to check it out for himself?

He thought about it for a while, and felt that even if he went to the Hei'an Town Mansion at this time, it was just to see the seventeen corpses, so it was better to go to the scene of Bai'an Village first, and maybe there would be any discoveries.

Zuo Idiot thought so, so he asked someone by the way and walked towards Bai'an Village.