"However, Brother Yan, how are you going to investigate this case?"

Wang Anfeng was silent, looked at Yan Ling, and said:

"Even if I know that there is something strange about this matter, but it has happened for so long, the murderer who committed the case should have left a long time ago, and it is difficult to find any new clues on the corpse......

Yan Ling's eyes were extremely calm, he glanced at Wang Anfeng, smiled slightly, and said:

"There is another method, but this method is a bit of a gamble in ......"

"I'll tell you later."

There was a sound of footsteps, Yan ordered to stop the conversation in time, did not continue, after a few breaths, the young man in black helped the old man out, the old man held a pot of tea in his hand, the light fragrance of tea appeared, the corner of his mouth appeared a smile, said:

"A cup of tea, don't dislike it."

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Today, in the city of Fengyue, there is faint news coming out.

The murder that happened on the road a few days ago seems to be a little suspicious, and it is not as simple as it should be, it is said that for this murder, there are two officials from the Criminal Department who made a special trip from Fufeng City.

The city is usually peaceful, and such a powerful news has spread as soon as it comes and goes, and it is almost known to everyone.

Because he had witnessed the fat pig-like county lieutenant saddle up and wait for the young official to stay in the most luxurious inn in the city, no one in the city doubted the news, but the discussion became more and more heated in private.

I don't know who killed the girl......

I don't know if this young man will be able to solve the case.

It's night.

Yan Ling stood alone in the guest room, standing by the window, looking at the rather dark sky outside.

The eyes are slightly closed.

In my mind, I thought of what I said secretly with Wang Anfeng this afternoon, as well as the arrangement I specially ordered to go down, and thought of the clues that were gradually connected in my mind, and my heart gradually calmed down.

This kind of arrangement should be fine, both sides have been arranged, heh, if it weren't for An Feng to follow, I'm afraid there would be no way to deal with this matter today.

Can't handle the case?

A few days after the murder, there were a series of thefts.

The most important thing is that all the arresters involved in this case were robbed, and even the treasury was almost touched.

With such an obvious clue, it can't be handled? Can't? Still don't want to?

No wonder the Tianjing Criminal Department wants to screen famous arrests and arrest the world.

Yan Ling's heart rose a little fluke, a little self-deprecation.

Then another emotion that made his blood tremble surfaced.

He stood still for a long time, put away his emotions, exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned back, sat down at the table, and flipped through the file he had brought by the candlelight, and the blue package and sword from the deceased were placed on the table, until the whole city fell into a dead silence, and he finally came back to his senses and raised his head.

Seemingly extremely tired, he moved his neck and made two crunch sounds.

Yan ordered to get up, stretched, and walked slowly to the window while moving his muscles and bones.

Looking at the night outside, he muttered:

"It's so late, it's time to sleep......"

"I really can't find anything wrong with this case, forget it, tomorrow I will bring these things back to the Fufeng Criminal Department, and the case will be sealed directly.

When he said this, the whole person looked out the window into the night.

Obviously he was saying something lazy, but his eyes were as quiet as a dull night.

Shaking his head and sighing twice, he closed the window, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed.

It seems to be really tired, but in a short time, it has already made a very rhythmic snoring sound.

Time passed slowly, and the originally closed window was suddenly pushed open a gap from the outside, and if you look closely, the surrounding area has been cracked by skillful energy, and then pure white smoke pours in from the outside, I don't know if it is an illusion, the sound of Yan Ling's breathing seems to become longer and weaker.

Fu waited for a few more moments, and the window was opened directly with a soft click.

A man dressed in night clothes turned over and fell into the house, without making the slightest sound, raised his eyes and glanced at the young man who was sleeping soundly, his heart was slightly relieved, he raised his hand and carefully hugged the package and the long sword into his arms, as small as green smoke, floating out of the window, his figure flashed a few times, and he had fallen on the long street, and he breathed a heavy sigh in his heart.

Revenge and hatred.

If it weren't for his lip language, he would have known that the criminal department official would leave tomorrow.

How can you act so recklessly today?

But luckily, it's finally here.

Holding the package in his hand, he did not relax completely, and swept out like a flying fly, until he saw the towering city wall.

He didn't slow down, but took a deep breath, the internal force worked, and he stepped on the void with one foot, and the strong internal force forcibly compressed the air in front of his feet, and he actually stepped directly into the air.

However, after a few breaths, he had already jumped out of the wall of Fengyue City.

The guards on the city wall seemed to hear something unusual, and their expressions changed slightly.

At this moment, the previously forcibly compressed air lost the restraint of its internal force and surged in all directions, making a terrible ghost-like whistling sound, attracting the attention of the city guards, and the expression on their faces was slightly relaxed.

"It's the wind...... Scared me. ”

The man in the night robe rushed several miles ahead of his time before he stopped, threw away the sword in his hand at will, and carefully placed the burden in his hand on the ground, although his face was covered with a mask, he could also see the color of ecstasy in his eyes, and this ecstasy almost made his palms tremble slightly.

It took a few breaths to unwrap the package on the ground, and the ecstasy in his eyes turned into even more intense anger and disbelief, and he almost coughed up blood.

"Isn't it a surprise?"

A clear voice rang out.

Under the moonlight, a young man in a red robe came slowly, standing ten meters behind the man in a night robe, holding a horizontal knife in his right hand and his eyebrows square.

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The matter of fox spirits and wild ghosts has existed since ancient times, and every night, lifeless places like Yizhuang will become more and more weird, making people feel numb.

The white flags at the door were fluttering, and the courtyard was densely lined with black coffins.

Obviously I didn't see any wind, but wasn't the paper money on the ground flying around?

It's almost a place that scares the hearts of ordinary people.

But for those who truly pursue martial arts, this place is no different from the prosperous place.

Wang Anfeng sat quietly in Yizhuang, in order to improve his momentum with the help of this environment, he changed into a fast Zhu clothes, put on a white dress, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was smooth.

The sword was sheathed across his lap.

His expression was peaceful, as if he had blended into this gloomy environment, the old and the young in this Yizhuang had already fallen asleep, and in order to prevent them from being affected, Wang Anfeng used some calming medicine to make them sleep more deeply.

The young man's mind was recalling the things that had been strictly ordered—

After the murderer killed, he left a trace of uneasy and disappeared.

But since then, there have been repeated burglaries in the peaceful city, and even the home of the arrester who participated in the case was also stolen.

Such an abnormal thing, it was obvious that he couldn't get what he wanted at that time, but he confirmed that it must be on the girl, but he didn't search carefully enough that day and couldn't find it.

This afternoon, Yan Ling whispered the parts he suspected to Wang Anfeng one by one.

At that time, the young man's eyes were bright and cold, and he said slowly:

"I'll let out the news today, and if he doesn't want to get what he wants anymore, then he will definitely take action by tomorrow at the latest."

"They might go to two places."

"One is mine, where there are relics, and the other is where he couldn't search carefully."

"Yizhuang, corpse."

Wang Anfeng exhaled turbidity, the distracting thoughts in his heart were restricted, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he had no breath.

The wooden sword on his lap gradually grew cold.

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The night was dark.

A black figure rushed down the road, and every time he took a step, his body swept forward several feet away like a flying flotsam, fluttering lightly and without strength, like a ghost.

He raised his eyes, and Yizhuang was in front.

His eyes were full of pain and hatred that could not be dissipated.

Running all the way to the gate of Nayizhuang, the courtyard door was wide open, and he could see the black coffins arranged in the courtyard, and he could see the miserable white paper money moving slightly in the night wind, but his heart was as heavy as iron, and he ran in step by step, crossing the heart-chilling arrangement in the courtyard, but he was still sensible at this time, raised his hand and gently pushed the door, but did not push it open.

Taking a step back, his right hand brushed up, and his five fingers grasped the hilt of the sword.

After a long breath, a thunderous streamer slashed down.

In an instant, the large lock covered with patina broke directly from the middle, fell to the ground, and the man withdrew the sword into the scabbard, pushed the door in, and glanced sideways, and was about to rush towards the obviously latest coffin, but before his palm could be raised and landed on the coffin, his body suddenly stiffened.

"You're here."

A figure stood quietly, perhaps there a long time ago.

The man's heart beat uncontrollably.

This Yizhuang was originally a Taoist temple, there are many statues of immortals in the main hall, which have not been taken care of for a long time, shrouded in shadows, tall and depressed, or peaceful eyebrows, or eye-popping and angry, but they are all looking at themselves.

The man dressed in white is sitting under a statue of a god, with a delicate face, a jade crown and a bundle of hair, and his momentum is faintly blended with this heaven and earth, not like a mortal person.

The man opened his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes, and in a trance, he actually felt that the idol behind the man also opened his eyes at the same time, one in front of the other, three feet apart, and the statue behind him was tall, which made the room more and more empty and long.

He could scarcely tell whether it was a man or a god in front of him. This masculinity and righteousness were almost suppressed like a mountain, causing his breath to stagnate and his mind to stop turning.

After stiffening for a few breaths, the person instinctively operated his internal strength, forcibly broke free from this state of mind suppression, and then suddenly raised his hand to hold it on the hilt of the sword, and with a soft sound, the sword popped out directly, sprinkled with cold light, and stabbed towards Wang Anfeng.

Here and now, under this grief, the killing machine is boiling.

The sword went straight like a white rainbow.

Wang Anfeng stood up unhurriedly, took a step to the side, the long sword brushed his sideburns, but there was not the slightest ripple in his heart.

His eyes were calm, and his breath was still long.

The right hand is raised, the heart is like a peaceful lake, and the body is like the Ming King Zhenshi, bending his fingers, flicking the blade of the sword.

It was as if ascetic monks were whispering in his heart.

Since ancient times, there have been mountains, immeasurably high, unfathomable......

The Buddha said, "Lux moves mountains."

The secret techniques of Buddhism flow through the heart in an instant, outlining the left and right.

In an instant, he seemed to turn into a Buddhist warrior, the king of Ming did not move, and his immeasurable strength surged in his body, like a violent flame, but his mood was like a peaceful lake, and there was no ripple.

With the Zen heart of Buddhism, the force of moving mountains is the Zen of martial arts.

It's for Shaolin.

The crunch sound rose slowly, infused with strong internal force, and the long sword like a flying eagle swept the air instantly trembled at an unimaginable speed, losing its original power, Wang Anfeng's left hand was behind him, and his right hand was withdrawn once, and it popped out again.

The sound of the sword groaning came to an abrupt end.

The broken blade spun and flew out, Wang Anfeng's eyes were empty, in his mind, the memory flowed, the thumb and middle finger of his right hand were flexed, as if he was holding a flower, only knowing its shape, with the heart of Buddhism, deriving the appearance of the fingering of the flower, forcibly simulating a point of artistic conception, and controlling the broken blade between his fingers.

The man pulled out his short sword and was about to fight for his life, but he saw a sharp blade pointed directly at his eyebrows.

From time to time, moonlight leaks in.

The blade grew colder and colder.

With the help of the moonlight reflection, Wang Anfeng noticed the person's face at this time, his expression changed slightly, and said:

"It's you?!"

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Outside the official road, the man in the night clothes looked at the strict order in the clothes of the fast-catching Zhu, and the latter's face was square and meticulous.

But at this time, this square brow is almost the worst mockery in the world.

Yan Ling looked at the man in front of him who was swept by anger, and said lightly:

"Isn't it strange why the contents have been dropped?"

"You are indeed very cautious, and after not succeeding that day, you went into hiding, but maybe it's just your bad luck, you happened to encounter the emperor's eldest grandson's parade, and many cities increased their garrison."

"You dare not show up, but dare to commit the theft."

"And you are too anxious, the sudden murder, and the quick arrest of the case are all bad thefts in a few days, I can only think that there is something important in that girl, important enough that you will risk staying here, important enough that you will risk going to steal and patrol."

The black-clothed man's expression changed slightly, at this moment, the two were only ten steps apart, their martial arts were similar to each other, and their qi was entangled, he was already unable to escape, and the intention of fighting to the death rose in his heart, looking at Yan Ling, and said slowly:

"Did you release the news today?"

Yan Ling generously admitted, nodded, and said:

"If it weren't for that, how would you be visiting the inn at night?"

"But you're in a more anxious hurry than I thought."

"After seeing my lips, he didn't even wait for an hour, so he shot directly."

The man snorted coldly, and obviously acquiesced to what Yan Ling said, but for some reason, he didn't make a move, nor did he leave, but just stared at Yan Ling in red clothes with a pair of cold eyes.

The latter had only stopped ten steps away from him, never approached, never moved away, glanced at him, and said lightly:

"Default?"

"But I still have some curiosity in my heart, if it is a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, you don't need to have the slightest concern, Daqin will not care about your pickled things."

"So you don't have to hide."

"If it's not for the vendetta of the rivers and lakes, then why did the person you killed appear here?"

"That is a vendetta in the rivers and lakes, and you have to hide, I can only think that you are special, so special that even my Great Qin Criminal Department, when I find out about your existence, I will have no scruples and directly kill you."

Yan Ling's left hand held the scabbard, and his right hand was raised, gently resting on the hilt.

The young man's face was confident and calm.

As if reading out the criminal law, he said lightly:

"I, Daqin, the Criminal Department, don't need to have the slightest concern when encountering it, there are five Jianghu forces that can be directly killed, and there are two that appear the most in my Fufeng."

"Guess which two?"

The night man's eyes narrowed slightly.

His body tensed unconsciously.

At this moment, Yan Ling's voice paused slightly, a slight smile appeared on the young man's face, he looked at the night man opposite, and suddenly said in a relaxed tone:

"Are you waiting for a companion?"

"But why do you think I'm here, wasting time with you?"

"Don't forget, this place is around Fufeng County."

The young man's voice was calm, as if mocking.

The man's expression changed suddenly.

Before Yan Ling's voice fell, a strong wind had already swept through, and the man in the black clothes of the night walker almost turned into a wave of anger at this moment, tearing towards Yan Ling.

At some point, a broken blade more than a foot long had popped out of each of his hands, tearing out a series of sharp and sharp cold rays around his body, converging into one, like undulating waves, endlessly, tearing towards the strict order.

The young man's eyes closed slightly, and almost at the same time as the other party made a move, he bowed his body slightly.

The surging cold almost brushed his hair.

The nocturnal man's heart burst.

Missed?!

Suddenly there was a whisper in my ears.

Yan Ling opened his eyes, and a few strands of black hair were reflected in his eyes, and the Great Qin Horizontal Knife was gently pulled out, the blade touched the scabbard, making a small and long moaning sound, drumming left and right, enduring, accompanied by the low groan of the blade, Yan Ling took a step towards the right, and the Great Qin Horizontal Knife turned around, almost as if it was so wonderful that it tore towards the man's throat.

The man raised his hand, and the broken blade of his right hand stopped in front of his throat at the last moment.

Mars bursts.

The two seventh-rank martial artists fought to the death in an instant, and the air was compressed by brute force, forming waves that were visible to the naked eye.

Tearing, cutting, like a knife with all its might, suddenly swept by.

With a bang, the trees snapped.

The man in black slid backwards with his feet on the ground, rubbing two extremely deep trajectories on the ground, his right wrist trembled slightly, he almost felt that his arms were a little sore, he looked at the handsome young man in front of him who was even three points emaciated, and his pupils were full of vibration.

The strict order has been wrapped in a strong wind, and the emotions in his eyes have gradually disappeared, no longer as gentle as Wang Anfeng is familiar with, no longer like a brother, the strict order at this time is almost like a winter ice lake, and the calmness in the eyes reveals a biting chill.

The figure took advantage of the momentum, stopping abruptly before the man took three steps, and then spun around.

The horizontal knife in his palm tore the air current, let out a whistling, and tore towards the man's neck, drumming out a pure white qi wave.

The latter's expression changed slightly, and he forcibly retreated backwards with light skills, and strictly ordered Fu to move forward, and the horizontal knife in his palm suddenly changed direction at the strongest momentum, stabbing straight forward, pointing directly at his heart, at this moment the man was already unavoidable, forcibly lifting his qi, and with the exquisite martial arts he had learned, he would resist this move.

Bang bang,

The ground collapsed suddenly, and even if it was a solid ground, many cracks opened in an instant, and waves of air surged out from the cracks, and these shattered rocks were wrapped in it and rushed towards Yan Ling, but the man found that Yan Ling did not dodge, and let the stones with rapid force fall on his body alive.

The young man's expression became calm.

Holding the knife with both hands, he moved down gently, and the blade was caught by two broken blades, but at this time, it was like a swimming fish, from the bottom up, and swept up violently.

The man in black's expression changed suddenly, his head was raised back, and then he noticed that the clothes on his chest were directly stuck, his throat was slightly cold, his heart trembled, and a huge force appeared in his arms out of nowhere, forcing Yan Ling away, and he suddenly retreated a few feet backwards, raised his hand to wipe it, and noticed a stinging pain, stained with blood on his hands.

Horror appeared in his eyes.

Is this a madman?

He looked at Yan Ling, his teeth clenched, he had not dealt with people in the public gate in the past, but he had never seen such a young man in front of him so crazy, so bold, and so fierce.

Just now, the two of them exchanged several moves, and every step was dangerous, and this quick move pointed to his vital point.

When he made the move, he was never left with a way out, nor did he leave a way out for himself.

is so fierce, it is not inferior to the murderers in the rivers and lakes.

The young man was a little embarrassed at this time, his body was straight, and the horizontal knife in his hand was held obliquely.

Crimson blood slid down the blade and dripped to the ground.

Mighty Hell.

He looked at the man on the other side who had lost most of his fighting spirit and had the intention of leaving, his face returned to his original squareness, and a pair of eyes locked it, and said lightly:

"According to my "Great Qin Criminal Law", I plotted rebellion, rebellion, and chaos."

"There are three out of ten evils, all those in the White Tiger Hall."

"Kill, don't forgive."

In the middle of the words, the momentum rose more and more, and the wrist of the strict order moved slightly, and the horizontal knife trembled, and let out a long low groan.

PS: Today's two-in-one, fast 6,000 words......

Thank you Fahai Lei Yin for the reward, and classmates of Qian, I'm sorry for typing your name wrong yesterday......