Headcatcher? Pestle? Lu Le immediately reacted, there was a homicide inside, and the Inspection Department found something abnormal, and was blocking the scene, asking people to come over. The pen was interrupted by this www.biquge.info, and the two of them completely lost their fighting spirit, glanced at each other, and withdrew from the confrontation with each other.

Boom! Lu Le dispersed the waves, put his sword back into its sheath, and cautiously retreated three steps to prevent an outbreak on the opposite side. Seeing that Lu Le was so cautious, the head catcher frowned dissatisfiedly, obviously thinking that Lu Le was making a big fuss and thinking too low of his character.

"Old Chu, I'm sorry for your trouble, a few of you took Old Chu in for an autopsy." The head catcher waited for a few people to come to the door, casually ordered, sent a few people into the courtyard, and then asked with a smile, "Now the monk can say it, which sect are you a disciple?" ”

This guy laughs more terrible than not laughing, Lu Le secretly complained, and replied with a sincere face: "The little monk really has no sect and no sect." ”

Who's blinded? The fierce face caught the head and glared at him, the leopard's head was ringed, and he flew out violently, and said in a rough voice: "Monk, don't think that you can see people with your nostrils covered by the teacher's door!" This Xihe, in the end, it is still the court that has the final say, if you don't say it, you are suspected of being a murderer, and the Sprinkle family will let you clean up in prison for a few days! ”

"Bold!" The sound of scolding came from the mouth of the alley, Lu Le raised his eyes, but it was Xue Xiaodao with a blank face, at this time he was really described as a fierce face catcher, his face was full of arrogance, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he pinched the fierce face to catch the head and said: "Sai Zhang Fei, this is my little uncle from the main vein of Emei, how can you threaten a little head catcher?" My little uncle is noble, he is a disciple of Patriarch Baiyun, even your county lieutenant must be respectful when he sees it! ”

Emei disciples have always been rampant in Xishu, although they abide by the three covenants of martial arts, but their attitude towards the government is extremely arrogant, although there are contradictions in their own family, but they will never allow outsiders to insult them, not to mention that Lu Le is still the noble main vein "uncle". Xue Xiaodao, who rushed to hear the news, happened to hear Sai Zhangfei's threat, and immediately couldn't help but scold.

The main vein of Mount Emei? Uncle Junior? Although he is called Sai Zhang Fei, how can a fierce-faced man with a rough appearance sit in the position of catching heads, how can he be a reckless and brainless person? He was familiar with the inside story of Emei, just relying on Xue Xiaodao's words, and soon made up the reason why Lu Le claimed to have no door and no faction, and his attitude immediately changed, ignoring the noisy Xue Xiaodao, but said with a smile: "It turns out that the little master has no door and no faction, and he can comprehend the superior swordsmanship at a young age, and he is really a genius, especially the ancient road is even more admirable. ”

This race Zhang Fei pretended not to hear Xue Xiaodao's words, since Lu Le's status is noble, such a big faction is convenient to do, there is no need to be afraid of all forces, he is an excellent case-solving laborer, naturally he can't miss it, according to Lu Le's tone, pretending that he has no door and no faction, and hurriedly forced him to pull in a boat.

It's just that when the matter came to an end, Zhang Fei praised it unsatisfactorily, making his wishful thinking leak out: "Little master, this immeasurable swordsmanship, oh no, this self-created swordsmanship is so good." ”

Yes, Lu Le rolled his eyes, another water scroll was regarded as the immeasurable swordsmanship of the Baiyun monk, and it seemed that he was going deeper and deeper on this dangerous path of pretending to be a disciple of Emei. But now that his trip is related to Li Er's life and death, if he doesn't take advantage of the name of Emei's personal biography, I'm afraid that he won't be able to enter this compound, and when he has no choice but to scold himself for death, he will no longer speak out to justify, and only take it seriously, as Sai Zhang Fei said, he is a disciple who has no door and no sect (Emei pro-biography)...... (Really embarrassed@@)

"Ahem, the little monk originally had something important to do here, since there was a tragedy, the little monk can't sit idly by, and ask Zhang Shizhu to lead the way, and wait for the little monk to take a look." All in all, let's talk about it first, Lu Le made up his mind, and naturally replied like this.

"Uncle Xiao, this matter is not in your hands, if Uncle Xiao can't bear to sit idly by, I Dumen can take over the case for Uncle Xiao." Although Xue Xiaodao's brain is a little muddy, he is not a stupid person, the main vein of Emei has solved the case in Dumen's territory, how can there be such an anti-guest thing in the world, isn't it obvious that Dumen is incompetent? It will be like a joke when it comes to all kinds of leaves.

"Amitabha, Lord Xue, please go back, the little monk is really not a disciple of Emei." Lu Le's eyes were white, who is in the mood to solve the case, I will check Li Er's whereabouts, I am a layman when I investigate the case, I really want to investigate, the murderous face in front of me is much more reliable than himself than Du Men, and people are professional.

Just left someone but Lu Le didn't know why, he didn't want to let go of the murderer, he was not Lu Xiaoji, he was idle all day and had nothing to do, now Lu Le wanted to quickly find the Li family brothers, and then closed the case and took the reward, and after making up a fortune, he rushed directly to Luoyang and then transferred to Lin'an, and all the empty trusts, as for the ancient city of Donghe, the little real person worships the ancestors for the teacher, Lu Le doesn't care about it.

But will things really be as simple as Lu Le thinks?

……

The corpses were crooked, the smell of blood in the courtyard was very strong, and several officials probed the scene and fought for the old pestle.

After all, Xue Xiaodao is a generation shorter than Lu Le's second-generation disciple, and it is not easy to speak thoroughly in front of outsiders, and he can only have no choice but to give up when he sees that Lu Le wants to get involved, so he hurriedly resigned from Lu Le and rushed to Minjiazhuang to inform the elders of Dumen about this matter.

persuaded Xue Xiaodao away, Lu Le and the head catcher entered the yard, that Sai Zhang Fei is also surnamed Zhang, a single name is a leopard character, with a leopard head and eyes, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, and laughter can also make children stop snotting, which is really worthy of the name of Sai Zhang Fei.

"Head catcher, there are nineteen corpses in this Hutong compound, and the wounds are all sharp blades through the throat, which should be done by one person."

Nineteen corpses, Lu Le squinted, six of these nineteen people have cultivated martial arts bodies, there is no sign of a martial arts body like Lu Le, at least it is also a small internal force, such a skill, at least it should be acquired consummation, and even have just entered the congenital.

Zhang Zhutou also thought of this, his face was not very good-looking, and he asked again: "Are all the people complete?" ”

"The head of the catcher, there is only one person missing."

"Who?"

"Old blind man."

"Old blind man?" Zhang Bao's words were heavy, this blind man acted fairly, it stands to reason that there should be no enemies rushing at him, not to mention that the old blind man's own martial arts are also acquired, and the rest will be killed one by one, and the old blind man with the highest martial arts in the hospital can also be controlled, and his cultivation is really unfathomable.

"The fatal part is three inches below the throat, the wound is thin and deep, and the murder weapon should be a soft sword." The old pestle tested it again and said loudly.

"Soft Sword!"

Lu Le and Zhang Bao were moved.