The whistle looked no more than fifty years old; is different from the thin and clever legends in the rivers and lakes, it is a chubby and rich appearance; The two black beards on the lips have been carefully trimmed, and under the light eyebrows, a pair of small eyes often shine one or two rays of essence.

"What are they coming for?" Zhu Yun whispered, secretly stuffing a bottle of Qiyu to Zhu Tong.

"It's always related to Senior Brother, look over there." Zhu Tong pointed to the table on the right, there were also three people sitting, and the leader was a slender **; There is still a bit of charm and charm on the face, which is helpless and panicked.

"Senior brother, this meal can't be eaten, if they come over to talk, don't pay attention to it." Zhu Tong just instructed his senior brother, Razor Zhang had already gestured to come over, Zhu Tong shook his head slightly and refused.

Before Zhu Huai came out, they couldn't say anything to others casually. No matter what happens inside Zhumen, the current situation has been laid out: someone asked the whistle to come out as a lobbyist, and he wanted to talk to Zhumen about the conditions.

The whistle still came over and sat down in front of Zhu Tong. He is old enough to have a deep relationship with the master of emptiness, the presiding officer of the Golden Buddha, and can be said to be a Buddhist layman; Everyone said that the whistle, like other Honghuo elders, would sooner or later escape into the empty door.

The so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground is for these people, and only under the protection of the Yipin Golden Buddha can they spend a stable old age. No matter what hurtful things they have done, as long as they say that they have escaped into the empty door, whether they are truly repentant or not, all their sins can be written off.

Everyone understands that there are no free benefits in the world, and those who can get this refuge must pay some benefits; A thief like a rooster and a dog is not qualified to become a Buddha on the spot. It is said that the reputation of the Golden Buddha in the rivers and lakes is not as good as day by day, and it has a lot to do with the protection of these people.

"Good luck to the boss? Seeing a generation of new people replacing old people, we can't help but admit that the years are ruthless. "It shouldn't be appropriate for the whistle to be wearing a high-end suit and waving a folding fan, but it feels natural for him to do so.

This folding fan has been following the whistle for decades, and it is his weapon and represents his status, of course, it has long been handy; The thirteen blades hidden in the folding fan can easily cut through any pocket, and can also be ejected to take people's lives.

"The style of the whistle predecessors is still the same, where can you say that you are old?" Zhu Tong observed a few whistles and folding fans, and generously gave him the front.

Everyone knows each other's identities, and because of the treasure, the relationship between the various factions in the Eight Grades of Jianghu is at least very harmonious on the surface, and it is a little more polite.

"Hey, hey, hey." When the whistle laughs, it has a somewhat sinister taste, but the words spoken are very authentic.

"Zhu Zhang, Razor Zhang is offended, I have already said him, so I will ask him to accompany Zhu Zhangmen. Everyone is in the same vein, what is not good to discuss in person? Make trouble with each other, and let outsiders see the jokes. ”

After speaking, the whistle waved the folding fan, and Razor Zhang obediently walked over, sat down, and saluted with fists.

If you are on the street stalls in Shanghai, the fist salute will definitely be eye-catching; However, the mountain city of Chongqing is different, and the ancient wharf culture has given birth to fierce folk customs.

Around, handsome guys and beauties can be seen everywhere, most of them are really straightforward; Sitting on the side of the street in costume, drinking and boxing are as lively as the hot Chongqing hot pot on the table, and the speech is also very grinning, and there is rarely the kind of false pretentiousness in Shanghai.

"I'm sorry, Zhu Zhangmen, it's me who has no eyes and offends the majesty of Zhumen."

Razor Zhang said this, and Zhu Tong was embarrassed to leave immediately; Although there was a hand between the two, he almost died at the hands of Razor; However, among all the people in the poinsettias, his impression of Razor Zhang was not bad.

"Brother Zhang is polite, I wasn't the head of the house at that time, how are your hands?"

"Don't work hard to take care of the master, it's already good."

Razor stretched out his hand, and the wound on his palm had indeed healed. Looking at the muscles near the wound, the wound tormented Razor Zhang for at least a few months; It's just that who has such a great ability to crack the Zhumen Qiyusan? Could it be the Master of Illusion?

"Master Xiaoyun, is this year's harvest good?" The whistle waved the folding fan again, which was close to Zhu Yuntao.

In the past, the name of the owner of Xiaoyun Village was louder than that of Zhu Tonglai; Now, in the eyes of outsiders, the best thing to do is Zhu Yun, the owner of Xiaoyun Village; He has many people and temples, and he is naturally strong.

"We are making hard-earned money, and the eldest lady's business should be good." Zhu Yungu talked about him left and right, and Hong Jiaxin also sat down.

Her rosy lips opened slightly, and a shining silver light flashed between the tips of her tongue and teeth, but she didn't delay speaking: "Don't say it, it's too risky to do business in the subway, there are cameras everywhere, and more than a dozen brothers are folded in, and I still regret it." ”

"Don't regret it." The whistle glanced at Hong Jiaxin; "You are still a little experienced, and your ears are soft; You can't listen to the wind or the rain. When you were going to fight for the subway, I said that I would first go abroad to inspect and see how my peers were doing, but you didn't listen. How good it is to have foreign countries, rich and powerful, and advanced technology. Go out and mix for a few days, and come back as a return......"

Listening to the whistle to teach her daughter, Zhu Tong began to want to laugh, and when he listened, he tasted it; The whistle is to use this topic to satirize the seven-pin Zhumen and the three-pin blue stone for getting too close.

This old guy, who used to be nicknamed the mad flute, still has some crazy shadows.

"Senior, you are too strict with your juniors, and the eldest lady has done a good job." Zhu Tong made a color to Zhu Yun; "We still have something to do, let's go first, senior, and there will be a period later."

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, you girl, you will make a mess for me, and you will even delay your business." The whistle stood up and stopped Zhu Tong; "A friend asked me to introduce me to ......"

"Senior, if it's about the senior brother, please don't open your mouth." Zhu Tong brushed his face and pulled it down; "The things of the Zhumen have their own Zhumen to do, and the enthusiasm of the predecessors will be rewarded in the future. We didn't see anyone until we met Senior Brother. ”

Zhu Tong is the head, and it is appropriate to sing with a red face, and Zhu Yun then sang with a white face: "Senior whistle, it's not us who lose your face." You also know that Ding Buwang, the three of us have not seen each other for a long time. Therefore, at this time, without first asking for the opinion of the senior brother, we will meet and it will not be easy to make any decisions. You keep saying, don't you? ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Having said that, the whistle has to dodge the way and let them pass.

Between his tongues, Zhu Tong already felt that the senior brother would not be so simple when he went in this time, and eighty percent of them were also involved in the whistle. Otherwise, with his current state of semi-retirement, as the leader of the four-poins, he would not appear at this time.

The next day was a rare good weather, Zhu Tong and Zhu Yun dressed up with a simple disguise technique before going out, and chartered two luxury cars to rush to the prison gate.

Zhu Tong stepped out of the car and looked at the prison surrounded by high walls, a ray of sunlight shot out from the crack in the clouds, illuminating the brilliant brilliance of the tall and cold iron door.

Someone came earlier than them, and Liu Xilan, the second sister of Bapin Orchid, came up and had a female companion.

"Zhu Master, I didn't expect you to come too. This is Lawyer Zhang, and she is in charge of Senior Brother Zhu's case. It wasn't until nine o'clock inside, and it's eight forty o'clock, so we're going to have to wait a little bit. ”

Liu Xilan spoke very capably, dressed in regular professional attire, standing with the female lawyer surnamed Zhang, she was a pair of white-collar beauties.

"Lawyer Zhang is also an orchid sister, I wish the head is not polite."

Zhu Tong shook the soft little hand stretched out by Lawyer Zhang, Liu Xilan said that it was the Orchid sisters, and she must be a lawyer trained by Orchid herself. This woman has no wind and dust all over her body, and it takes hard work to study law and take the lawyer's license, and Orchid's understanding and arrangement of women make Zhu Tong unable to say anything other than admiration.

"This is Senior Brother Zhu's case file, do you want to take a look?" Lawyer Zhang's accent still has a Chongqing flavor, and after handing over a document, he naturally clasped his hands in front of him at the lower abdomen.

Zhu Tong's reading speed was very fast, and he roughly knew what the senior brother had done in five minutes.

Zhu Huai's pseudonym is Ganxiong Mountain, mainly mixed in the Central Plains cultural relics circle, nominally a collector. He lived in Xi'an for many years and was in close contact with merchants who resold cultural relics from all over the country.

Three and a half years ago, Zhu Huai was invited by a friend to Chongqing to identify a number of cultural relics, including a bronze weapon from the Warring States Period: tiger striped green beryllium skin.

Zhu Huai was when identifying cultural relics, he used this tiger striped green beryllium to stab the owner of the Chinese object, which eventually led to his death.

The case file contains photographs and detailed descriptions of the tiger-striped green-skinned beryllium, a Warring States weapon that resembles a short sword, exquisitely crafted, with six sides on both sides: the rear is not the hilt, there is a jack with a black stick stuck in it.

There is a ruler for comparison next to it, the tiger striped green beryllium is one foot three inches long, the whole body is densely covered with tiger stripes, the widest part is three inches, the top is sharp and the sides are sharp. With the addition of black sticks, it is almost three feet long.

"Did he really use this thing to kill someone? There's no quirkiness on it? Zhu Tong was a little unconvinced, Zhu Sect's disciples' hands were the most stable, and the habit of training since childhood at that time would make mistakes when drawing talismans with a slight shake. If the elder brother used it to kill people, it would be equally incredible.

According to the analysis of the old liar, the senior brother will not be so reckless. Besides, if the disciples of Zhumen want to harm people, they don't need to use such drastic and dangerous means, there are too many ways to kill people without seeing blood.

"After laboratory tests, the only lethal germ on the tiger-striped green-skinned beryllium is tetanus bacteria; The deceased died of blood loss, and he was stabbed here. Lawyer Zhang nodded his right side under his ribs;" The deceased's liver was cut open in four pieces by this tiger-striped green-skinned beryllium, causing massive abdominal hemorrhage. The focus of my defense is that the client did not have subjective intent, but that the deceased unintentionally bumped into the tiger striped green beryllium and that because he was heavier, he caused the tiger green beryllium to leave his body when he fell......"

A car stopped not far away, and the ** I saw last night walked down, and Razor Zhang was by her side.

"She is the wife of the deceased." Lawyer Zhang Xuedan whispered

"Oh, I see." Zhu Tong nodded.

At nine o'clock, the side door of the prison opened, and Lawyer Zhang put away the file and walked in quickly.

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