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Yin Changliang of Shuntian Mansion died, the housekeeper of the Chang family died, and countless people died in the Zhuangzi of the Chang family outside the city.

But the person who shot was very principled, only killing the young, not the old, and not the young.

Chang Liang died in Shuntian Mansion, and a silver needle was nailed to his head.

His expression was calm, and it could be seen that he was still looking at Kumon a moment before he died.

The new Fu Yin will arrive immediately, his name is Han Cheng, and like Qu Hanyi, he is also a member of Xuanwu Academy.

In Han Cheng's view, this is not an unsolved case.

The murderer he knew very well who it was.

In other words, everyone in the capital knows that behind Chang Liang, there are three handsome fonts: "Long-haired monk"

The long-haired monk who is number one on the killer list.

A few days ago, there was also a rumor that the long-haired monk was a compassionate monk.

Unexpectedly, this shot was more than 100 lives.

Lihuan didn't expect that Lili would be so decisive.

I didn't expect that the rumored long-haired monk would be so powerful.

The maid of Changfu did not die, only a housekeeper died.

But after a night in the Changjia Village outside the city, only women, children, old and young were left.

Han Cheng checked the bounty list and didn't see any news of the long-haired monk.

But using a silver needle to kill people is indeed his means of fame.

Han Cheng flipped through the files in the Shuntian Mansion, and since the previous Mansion Yin was Chang Liang, there were few records about the Chang family.

There are few records in the dossier, which shows that the Chang family has many places to hide.

Han Cheng casually flipped through a few scrolls and closed them, and based on this alone, he was sure that the Chang family's butt must not be clean.

On that day, when the emperor was feasting the long-haired monk in the banquet pond forest, he was also present, how could the compassionate monk kill innocent people?

Han Cheng was born in a poor family and regarded the integrity and character of the literati as the foundation of his life, so he was able to turn a blind eye to the olive branch thrown by the prince.

He, like Wen Wuqi, does not belong to any faction, he is finally the emperor, but he doesn't care who is the emperor.

Han Cheng wrote the case file and sealed it.

He asked Qu Hanyi of the Supervision Department, and even the Supervision Department didn't know where the long-haired monk was.

Just took over Shuntianfu, Han Cheng still has a lot of things to do, and he can't afford to fight the long-haired monk.

There were snowflakes in the dark sky, and this was the second snow of the new year.

The streets are calm, and in such cold weather, there will be no people hanging out.

A gust of north wind blew into the Lu family's pharmacy, and Li Huan, who was writing, shivered.

Li Huan stood up and went to close the door.

The wine gourd on the door was still hanging there, and the master said that those who came to get medicine in this kind of weather were all emergencies, and they couldn't turn people away.

But it's still okay to close the door.

Li Huan patted his body, trotted to the door, and looked outside the pharmacy.

On a snowy day, there was no one on the streets.

Li Huan wrapped the rope of the gourd around again, and was about to turn around and go back to the house, when he found an old beggar sitting under the wall on the side.

He was dressed in rags covered in patches, with a thick wooden stick at his feet.

The old beggar bowed his head and folded his knees to his chest.

Li Huan hurriedly ran over and carefully shouted in his ear.

The old beggar didn't react at all.

Li Huan patted him with his hand, and the old beggar suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.

Li Huan talked about the old beggar's snort with his fingers, and found that it was very weak.

hurriedly went back and called Li Yan.

Li Yan and Lihuan helped the old beggar into the house and closed the door.

Li Yan brought the old beggar to the fire.

Uncovering the clothes on his body, Li Yan was suddenly stunned.

The old beggar's hands and feet were covered with frostbite, and the wounds on his chest were clearly left by the blades.

These injuries are old and have long since become scars.

Each scar is two fingers thick, and ordinary people have already died if they have suffered such an injury.

On his shoulder, there was a red mark, like a tiger's head.

Tiger Thorn Army!

The Tiger Thorn Army was an army of time ago.

Yan Jing Mountain is there.

More than ten years ago, the Tiger Thorn Army fell into the trap of the Liao, and an army of 20,000 people desperately let the emperor break through.

The Tiger Thorn Army was wiped out.

This old beggar turned out to be the old man of the Tiger Thorn Army!

Li Yan was taken aback for a moment and immediately regained his composure, no matter who he was, let's wake him up first.

Li Huan had already boiled the water, Li Yan put the old beggar into a big wooden bucket, and then poured the mixed hot water on him little by little.

After a while, the old beggar's body warmed up.

The old beggar woke up slowly, and his eyes opened weakly.

The old beggar looked at Li Yan and Lihuan, didn't say a word, and closed his eyes again.

Li Yan didn't care in the slightest, and wiped the old beggar's body dry.

The water in the barrel has turned solid black.

Fortunately, it was not summer, otherwise the old beggar would have been running around with lice.

Li Yan checked the old beggar's pulse, and the pulse was stable, but he was frozen for the past few days, and his body was a little weak.

Li Huan brought a bowl of medicinal soup, and after Li Yan poured it into the old beggar, the old beggar's exhalation was finally stable.

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to bring some of his old clothes.

The old beggar awoke, and his eyes were open, but they were hollow. Lying there, without the slightest reaction.

Li Yan asked: "Does the old man have relatives in the capital?" ”

When the old beggar heard the voice, he looked at Li Yan and said nothing.

Li Yan was a little strange, his palm was placed on the old beggar's chin, the old beggar slowly opened his mouth, and after Li Yan looked at it, he found that the mouthpiece was there.

"Old man, can you hear me?"

The old beggar's eyes moved, but he remained silent.

Only then did Li Yan notice that there seemed to be blood scabs on the old beggar's dirty hair.

Li Yan pressed a few acupuncture points on the old beggar's head, but the old beggar did not react in the slightest.

Li Yan asked Lihuan to bring hot water again, and slowly helped the old beggar wash his hair.

After this wash, Li Yan found that the old beggar's thick hair was full of blood scabs.

Li Yan found several scars on his head, one of which was actually half an inch smaller.

Li Yan thought about it, this old beggar, maybe it was a wound on his head that made him lose his memory.

There are many kinds of amnesia, and this kind of amnesia like that of an old beggar is a very serious one.

He lost not only his memories, but also his human instincts.

For example......

Li Yan stabbed the old beggar on the head with a few silver needles, and the old beggar struggled weakly, but he couldn't scream.

Li Yan pulled out the silver needle and concluded that many meridians in his head were blocked.

Especially the meridians that control speech.

There is no cure for this disease, so it can only be maintained slowly, and if you are lucky, you will recover in ten days and half a month, and if you are unlucky, you will not be able to speak for the rest of your life.

Li Yan remembered his identity, and the people of the Tiger Thorn Army were a little worried for a while.

Those who escaped with the emperor were all rewarded.

But this does not mean that the old beggar will also be rewarded.

More than ten years have passed, and it disappeared on the border of Liao for more than ten years, and then suddenly came back, and the military department couldn't pass that pass.

Who knows if he couldn't stand the punishment in Beiliao and came back to be a spy?

Li Yan has no doubt that with the style of the military department, the old beggar will spend the second half of his life in prison.

It's freezing outside, and it looks like we have to leave him here.

But it's also good, the money donated by the people is also useful.

In any case, the soldiers of the Tiger Thorn Army, who survived the battlefield, could not let him die in the capital.