The next morning, the Nine Heavens Pavilion, the Jade Dragon Study, the spring breeze was blowing slowly.

In the middle of last night, Ni Zhen had just entered Gentle Township when he was woken up and said that ten people had died.

He immediately put aside the fourth aunt who had just teased the heat, and rushed to the Admiral's Mansion overnight.

Looking at the 8 dead subordinates and a murderer who was scratched his face, Ni Zhen was embarrassed and happy, embarrassed that since his subordinates were all dead, he was happy that the murderer was finally dealt with.

The disappearance of Long Fei's corpse is a good thing for Lord Ni, it is not a glorious thing to ask a pariah to be a bait, Ni Zhen, a smart bureaucrat, naturally pretends that there is no such person in this world, maybe in his heart, untouchables are like stray dogs, it is best to evaporate in the world.

To handle the entire filing process, the security leaders of the walled city must report to Jiutian Pavilion and Lin Chenglong.

The lord of the Raven Dragon Village stood in front of his writing, a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War annotated by Cao Cao. This book is different from Zizhi Tongjian, Lin Chenglong's desk book, take it wherever he goes.

Ni Zhen was standing behind, and Lin Chenglong asked, "The murderer has been caught?" ”

Ni Zhen said: "The prisoner was killed by us!" ”

Lin Chenglong asked, "I heard that many of us died?" ”

Ni Zhen said: "Lord of the village, in order to hunt down the murderer, we killed eight people. “

Lin Chenglong said: "The lives of eight guards in exchange for the name of a murderer?" Sun Tzu's Art of War said that ten and surround it, and the eight of you can barely change one person, since there are such people who can fight in the Crow Dragon Walled City?

Ni Zhen concealed the matter of using Long Fei to lure the killer, and Lin Chenglong didn't ask anyway, as a leader, many times he just cares about the result, and doesn't care what method you use.

Ni Zhen was silent for a while, and he said: "This person can kill different villagers in a row, it is indeed not an ordinary person, we will investigate his background." ”

Lin Chenglong said: "Good fighters, no wisdom and fame, no bravery, masters are often hidden, and you can't investigate the reason, prepare for the front and the back, with the time to investigate the dead, it is better to pay attention to the warrior competition in front of you." ”

Ni Zhen said: "The lord of the forest village is wise. ”

Lin Chenglong said: "I hope there will be more masters like him in this year's Warrior Competition, and our guards are too weak."

Ni Zhen said: "Zhai master, I'm sorry, I really can't train in the next place." ”

Lin Chenglong said: "Anyway, since the bad guys have been caught, then we will no longer be entangled, anyway, now everyone is safe, let's focus on the Warrior Competition, I hope this year's Warrior Competition will not disappoint me!" ”

Langfang, Hebei, the place under the jurisdiction of the Qing Dynasty. The gray-haired old man looked at a telegram that read Warrior Tournament.

In Hong Kong, a place under the jurisdiction of the British government, a Taoist priest holds a telegram in his hand, which reads Raven Dragon Walled City, Warrior Competition.

Vernal equinox, striking iron street.

"Big news! Big news! The serial killer has been brought to justice! The newsboy on Iron Street shouted along the street.

At this time, a young man in Tsing Yi came to the street, and he obtained the latest number from the newsboy.

It was written outside the number that the killer was corrected, and the game went on as scheduled.

When the boy saw the news, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

The weather was fine, and the news that the murderer had been punished spread throughout the walled city, and the atmosphere of panic in the hearts of the people suddenly disappeared. And the Warriors tournament, which could have been postponed, finally went ahead as scheduled.

At the time of the spring equinox, everyone goes green. There are only three days left before the Warrior Tournament, and the center stage of the Central Avenue has been set up, and the Warrior Tournament is like an arrow, and before the Warrior Tournament, the serial killer has been brought to justice, which is so exciting.

The Raven Dragon Inn on Tie Street is even more crowded at the moment, and heroes from all walks of life began to gather in the walled city, whether it is to participate or observe, the grand events of the rivers and lakes cannot but come.

The innkeeper Xu Feiniang was busy with sweat, she looked at the martial arts masters from all over the world, and personally delivered the wine: "Is the guest officer here to participate in the competition?"

This Jianghu chivalrous man who drank Erwotou was from Qingcheng: "The shopkeeper I did come to the competition, I am from Qingcheng, and my surname is Xuanfeng." ”

The customers next to him couldn't help but feel a commotion when they heard the arrival of Qingcheng heroes.

Xu Feiniang said with a smile: "Since the small city is able to drive to the three heroes of Qingcheng, it is an honor. ”

Zhou Xuanfeng said: "It is worthy of being the shopkeeper of the inn, and the news is all over the world!" I don't know if the shopkeeper has ever seen Wudang high-footed Mo Qingyi? ”

When Xu Feiniang heard Mo Qingyi, her expression suddenly stunned: "Wudang. Disciple? ”

Zhou Xuanfeng said: "Yes, I heard that he also came to participate in the Warrior Competition, and I hope to have a meeting with him when he comes." ”

When he said this, the people next to him listened to it and discussed it non-stop.

Xu Feiniang's expression seemed to be thoughtful at this time.

Zhao Laoer, Ah Ji, and Xin Zhuzi walked to the thousand-year-old Panasonic. The three of them stood under a pine tree, the leaves drifting in the wind.

Zhao Lao Er said: "Long Fei is buried below. ”

Everyone's faces were sad. Xin Zhuzi said: "I can't imagine that this will be gone." ”

Zhao Lao Er looked at the big tree and found that since the pine tree looked a little withered, it was so dense that the leaves became yellow, and the leaves fell off.

Zhao Lao Er asked, "Why did this pine tree wither like this?"

Ah Ji asked, "Will it dry up in one night?" It doesn't seem auspicious, but you buried him down last night. ”

Zhao Lao Er asked: "When I came last night, it was obviously a whole pile of leaves, why did the leaves become bald today?"

Xin Zhuzi said: "Recently, the killing of the walled city has been too heavy, maybe because so many people have died, it has severely damaged the aura of the walled city."

Xin Zhuzi said that people at that time were quite superstitious, and they all believed in ghosts and dancing gods.

Not to mention feng shui luck.

At this time, Li Huan came over, and Li Huan said to Zhao Laoer: "I'm sorry for yesterday's incident!" ”

Zhao Lao Er said loudly: "Look at the bad idea you came up with, my brother was buried by you like this."

Li Huan said apologetically: "I'm sorry, in order to catch this murderer, we also killed a lot of people." ”

Xin Zhuzi said: "It's good if the killer catches it, at least our brother won't sacrifice in vain, what do you have to do?" ”

Li Huan said: "I still need your help on the stage." ”

Xin Zhuzi said: "Okay." ”

Zhao Lao Er said to the pine tree: "Brother, we are going to work, I will come to see you after the Warrior Competition, remember to bless me."

After Zhao Lao Er and his group left, they were three feet deep underground. I saw that the sand and soil under the ground were wriggling, and the roots of the trees that had not moved for a thousand years had moved.

The strong gravitational pull pulled the roots of the tree towards Long Fei's body, wrapping Long Fei like weaving a rattan net.

Long Fei's miserable green and pale face, the epidermis seemed to be moving, and his face suddenly turned slightly red.

The day before the Warriors tournament, in the dungeon, at 8 p.m.

"Da! Da! Da! The sound of shaking feet, the fist wind of "whirring".

Zhao Laoer, who had been busy all day, practiced in the dungeon, and Ah Ji and Xin Zhuzi watched from the sidelines. If Zhao Lao Er wins this Warrior Tournament, everyone in this room will be upgraded to civilians.

The Yalong Walled City is the same as the previous village, and it still continues the armor protection system.

If one person makes a mistake, everyone is implicated, and if one person succeeds, all of them succeed, this system can make everyone closely connected.

Although Zhao Lao Er is very familiar with the punches, some comprehension things still have to rely on theory.

The mantra of this nameless cheat is a bit esoteric, and it looks like a broken book, and the refinement is not inferior to Sun Tzu's Art of War. Read this book and pay attention to understanding.

Zhao Lao Er, who does he not know how to ask when he touches the words? Most of the people who lived in this house were illiterate, and he thought to himself, if only Long Fei was here.

Just where to look? Zhao Lao Er had to practice hard by himself, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he practiced a few blindly.

At this time, Zhao Lao Er was sweating profusely, and he was panting after a set of sixty-four punches in the nameless cheats. Zhao Laoer's face suddenly turned blue and red, and Xin Zhuzi and Ah Ji looked at him worriedly.

Ah Ji said with concern: "Second child, are you okay?" ”

Zhao Lao Er said: "My second child is fine, but I feel that my breathing is particularly unsmooth." ”

Ah Ji teased: "The second child is okay is the most important thing, everything else is false, haha!" ”

Zhao Lao Er said: "It's a pity that Long Fei is not here, if I am injured, it will be good to have Long Fei as the team doctor." ”

Xin Zhuzi asked solemnly: "Creation is supposed to make people, without him, is tomorrow's game assured?" ”

Zhao Lao Er's face was serious: "If you are not sure, you have to try, no matter what, we have to give it a try, we have suffered too much this year." ”

Everyone looks back and bows their heads, and in this world full of malice, the life of untouchables is a series of blows.

Zhao Lao Er stood up and said, "I'll practice a little longer." ”