[ps: Why end with Lu Xiaofeng, of course there is one volume left, and that volume is just the final volume.] Why Lu Xiaofeng, because in Gu Daxia's writing, this world is the most interesting world, that's all. Well, that's purely personal. ]

The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, and the red candles were dim. In the middle of the boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listening to the rain monk's house, the temples have stars. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and the pre-step drips until dawn.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill. The moon is dark and the wind is high, not to mention that the fog tonight is also very thick, and in the dense fog of the full moon, the moonlight is desolate and hazy, and it becomes heartbreaking, which is more suitable for killing.

On the long street of bluestone, the night is dark.

Zhang Fang and his men had just made a trip to the dart from a long way, and they had just drunk, and the tension and toil of many days were over. They felt very relaxed and happy. It was then that they saw Grandma Bear.

"Sugar-fried chestnuts, delicious chestnuts!" Grandma Bear wasn't there before, but now she is.

She is like a ghost, suddenly appearing in the thick fog, that is the best light skill on the rivers and lakes, unfortunately, Zhang Fang and his partners can't look at it, after all, it's just a second- or third-rate small role, how can she have such good eyesight?

What's more, Grandma Xiong's back seemed to be pressed against an invisible big stone, so that the whole person was bent, as if her waist was about to be crushed.

What danger can such a thin old woman have?

She carried a large bamboo basket in her hand, which was tightly covered with a thick cotton cloth.

Zhang Fang and his guys are in a good mood now, the dart is gone, and they have a large amount of reward, no matter who it is, they will be in a good mood. Therefore, whatever can arouse their interest, it is the rich who do not panic.

What's more, the smell of chestnuts wafting out of that basket almost stunned them all.

Zhang Fang smiled and said, "What fragrant chestnuts!" The guy beside him observed the words and immediately understood what the leader meant, and asked in a thick voice, "Hey, old woman, how do you sell chestnuts?" ”

Grandma Xiong's wrinkled face was already covered with a smile: "The fragrant and hot fried chestnuts with sugar are only ten cents a pound." ”

"It's cheap! We buy five pounds, one pound per person. ”

Grandma Xiong frowned and said bitterly: "The old man and his children are both dead, and there is only an eight-year-old good grandson under his knees, who all live by selling chestnuts, so they have to be cheaper." If you sell less, your good grandson will go hungry. ”

"I know, I know, it's called small profits but quick turnover." Someone shouted.

Zhang Fang was not a bold person, and his money was not blown by the wind, but the pitiful appearance of the old woman in front of him made him sympathetic, and he waved his hand and said: "One catty and twenty cents, and five catties!" ”

Grandma Xiong's eyes lit up, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, oh, not down, but along the wrinkles on her face, to the sides. The so-called sobbing is more or less so.

Someone next to him immediately shouted: "Let my brother be righteous!" Old woman, the loss is to meet us, if it is someone else, don't say that you will add money, it will be good if you don't rob your old wife. Hurry up and weigh five catties of chestnuts! ”

"Good. Thank you, thank you! The old woman thanked her repeatedly.

The chestnuts are still hot, fragrant, and sweet.

They have eaten in great detail. Zhang Fang didn't like to eat chestnuts, and he drank too much wine, and after eating only one chestnut, he felt sick in his stomach and seemed to vomit.

Before he could vomit, he noticed that all of his companions had suddenly collapsed, and as soon as he fell, his body immediately convulsed, and the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth like horses.

Suddenly the white foam turned red again, and turned into blood!

The old woman was still standing there, looking at them, and the smile on her face had become indescribably mysterious and terrible.

"Sugar-fried chestnuts are poisonous!"

Zhang Fang's eyes widened, gritted his teeth, and wanted to pounce, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his body. He wanted to choke the old woman's throat, but he fell at her feet. Then he saw the shoes on the old woman's feet.

Red Shoes!

The old woman's gray cloth dress wore a pair of brightly colored embroidered red shoes, as if she were a bride to be married, but the upper was not embroidered with a mandarin duck, but an owl.

The owl's eyes were green, as if it were glaring at Zhang Fang, mocking his ignorance and ignorance.

Zhang Fang was stunned, he had thought of a very terrifying legend.

Grandma Xiong laughed and said, "It turns out that you are not honest, you don't look at anything, but you like to peek at women's feet." ”

Zhang Fang didn't listen, he had already thought of a very terrifying legend, the legend of the red shoes.

He trembled, "You—why did you kill us? We...... We don't know you at all, and we don't have any hatred? "Speech has become choppy, out of breath.

Grandma Xiong giggled: "Silly boy, do you need a reason to kill someone?" ”

Zhang Fang's eyes widened, completely stunned. There was only one thought in my mind, the voice of this girl was so good, and then the body convulsed, and she died instantly.

Grandma Xiong raised her head, looked at the desolate and hazy full moon in the thick fog, as if Zhang Fang was not dead, and slowly continued to explain: "Every time the moon is full, I want to kill people!" ”

The person is dead, the moon is still full, and Grandma Xiong has resumed her old woman's dress, planning to continue selling her sugar-fried chestnuts.

On the night of the full moon, she not only wanted to kill, but also killed more than one person.

But she didn't leave - she was originally going to leave, but at the moment when she raised her feet and was about to use her body to leave, there was suddenly an extra person out of thin air in the thick fog, a young man with a face like a spring breeze and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Youth is capital, and there is enough capital to make those old people who have lost their years jealous and envious, not to mention that this young man is born Tai Chi and is pleasing.

He also held a folding fan in his hand, and his demeanor was intoxicating.

Of course, the most intoxicating thing is the smile on his face. He smiled and said, "Are there any fried chestnuts with sugar?" "He was like a blind man, and he didn't see the five people who were poisoned on the long street of bluestone.

Grandma Xiong narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Of course there is." ”

The young man in white smiled and said, "Delicious fried chestnuts with sugar, ten cents a catty, right?" Grandma Xiong doesn't want to deceive people, I heard it just now. ”

Grandma Xiong was still smiling and said, "Yes, Xiao Langjun wants to eat?" ”

"Of course. Come on a pound. But Lai's words are ahead, and I won't give money if it's not delicious. ”

The young man in white followed slowly to Grandma Xiong, and directly lifted the cover on her basket, and the five dead people lying on the ground seemed to not exist, so he directly took a sugar-fried chestnut out and chewed it heavily.

"Yes, it's really the best fried chestnuts with sugar." The boy commented while eating.

Grandma Xiong's pupils shrank suddenly, and a storm was set off in her heart, where is this young man sacred? However, she also knows that although this problem is incredible, the most important thing at the moment is not this.

Since he wants to play, then I will accompany him to act.

"Since it's delicious, Xiao Langjun might as well eat more." Grandma Xiong's wrinkled face smiled kindly.

"I can't eat any more." The boy suddenly sighed softly.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to die."

"Dead? Who wants you dead? Grandma Xiong was taken aback, and even a look of horror appeared on her face, and she looked around vigilantly.

"After eating the sugar-fried chestnuts of Aunt Gongsun, you can still not die, of course, you are very capable. That's who I am. In fact, it's not that I'm afraid of death, it's just fried chestnuts with poisoned sugar, after all, it's not fresh, just eat a meaning, there is really no need to masochist. ”

It's a pity that Grandma Xiong really wants to play this scene, but ...... He should cooperate with her performance, but he turned a blind eye.

"Giggles, Xiao Langjun is really good, grandma's experience is not small, and the people I have seen are not counted, but I don't know when Xiao Langjun was the number one person on the rivers and lakes, who is Xiao Langjun?" Aunt Gongsun also gave up acting.

The young man blinked and smiled, "You might as well guess." ”

"Dressed in white, so capable, but the owner of the West Gate of Wanmei Villa?"

"Grandma, don't make trouble, have you heard that the owner of Ximen Village has laughed?"

"Six doors, Jun Shuai Yue Feng!" Aunt Gongsun's pupils shrank suddenly, and she said with a smile.

"It was in the lower part that I saw Aunt Gongsun." Yue Feng said suddenly, and then said, "Miss Gongsun, you killed people for no reason, and the human and material evidence is there, so go back to the six doors with Ben Shuai." Don't make a pointless struggle, ahem......"

As he spoke, he coughed softly, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Gongsun Lan said with a smile: "Jun Shuai is young, he has such a cultivation, but he is a sick man." The old man's idea is that you should be quiet and recuperate, and don't worry about these mundane things anymore. ”

Yue Feng smiled and said: "Thank you Aunt Gongsun for your concern, it's just a duty, and I have to do it." ”

Gongsun Lan chuckled: "Oh, then grandma wants to ask, Grandma Shicai poisoned these young men, you are obviously on the side, you can also stop it, but why didn't you stop it?" ”

Yue Feng said with a smile: "You shouldn't kill people in front of Ben Shuai, how can Ben Shuai arrest you?" ”

For him to solve the case, so they must die.

This was originally a fun world, and now there are more interesting people.

Gongsun Lan was slightly stunned, and then chuckled: "Everyone is an extraordinary gentleman, and the means of investigation and arrest are so high that they have compared the first place in the six doors in the past three hundred years. Today's six doors are already the world of your handsome Yue Feng, and it is really good. ”

Jin Jiuling is the junior brother of the Shaolin monk Bitter Melon Master, since he entered the Six Doors, he has done all kinds of great things, known as the first catch in the Six Doors in three hundred years, and also occupied the throne of the first master, but all this disappeared after Yue Feng joined the Six Doors.

Half.

It only took half a year for Yue Feng to change everything and turn Jin Jiuling into a yellow flower of tomorrow. As the saying goes, "But when you see the newcomer laughing, then you hear the old person crying?" What the world is best at is forgetting. Not to mention, Jin Jiuling has been out of public office for many years.

In half a year, the six doors only knew Jun Shuai, but not Jin Jiuling.

If a mortal can achieve such an achievement, even if he is as proud as Lu Xiaofeng, he will be a little proud, a little proud, but Yue Feng does not have even the slightest pride on his face.

He slowly took out a white handkerchief from his arms, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and still chuckled slightly: "It seems that Miss Gongsun is not going to be arrested." In this case, Ben Shuai was offended. ”

He is of course a very strange person, and in order to solve the case, he can watch others die. And when he faced the murderer, he often didn't say a word, didn't even owe an interrogation, and was directly beheaded.

Because of this, in just half a year, he has become the public enemy of the entire Jianghu, but because of his official status, not many people dare to retaliate.

Of course, this is only one of the cases.

If the murderer is a woman, especially when he is still a beauty, he is often the most knowledgeable son of the family, even if he wants to kill, he always smiles, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

What's more, in the past six months, he has never done a spicy thing to destroy flowers. Of course, the premise is that you must be beautiful enough.

"He's a weird guy and a very funny guy." Lu Xiaofeng's evaluation of Jun Shuai Yue Feng has long been spread all over the rivers and lakes.

Gongsun Lan smiled: "Giggles, everyone is handsome and cherishes flowers, is it possible to make an exception today?" ”

Yue Feng sighed lightly and said slowly: "So, let's take a look at the true face of Miss Gongsun, and then decide whether to kill or release." ”

Shout!

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and the grasp was fast and fast, like thunder and lightning. Looking at the size of the rivers and lakes, there are very few people who can avoid his arrest, and Gongsun Lan is one of them.

Her body suddenly turned into a cloud, flew up suddenly, and swept towards the sky behind her, and she giggled in her mouth: "I want to see what the concubine looks like, and I want to see if Junshuai has the ability......"

Swish!

As he spoke, a bright and magnificent light flashed, as if it were a lightning bolt. Gongsun Lan flashed slightly, the person was already five zhang away, there was no five-zhang sword in the world, she used bright silk.

She was originally the descendant of Gongsun Auntie of the Tang Dynasty, Gongsun Auntie is not only good at swordsmanship, but also a dance saint, the magnificence of dance, is a must of the Tang Dynasty, with Wu Daozi's paintings, Li Taibai's poems, Zhang Xu's words like the realm of perfection, bright history.

A silk belt, but wrapped around two short swords, although the two short swords were controlled by a piece of silk, but in the hands of Gongsun Lan, they flew arbitrarily, as if they were using their arms and hands, and they were killed in the blink of an eye, stabbing the eyebrows and throat.

What a quick shot.

A poisonous sword.

What a ruthless heart.

At this moment, Yue Feng's coughing sound sounded extremely inappropriately, the sword momentum did not stagnate, and the qi came through Changhong, Gongsun Lan did not have any hands because of the identity or appearance of the person in front of him.

Jin Jiuling set foot in the rivers and lakes as a public official, and he amazed the world at the age of eighteen, and he was not replaced by him later, so even if such a brilliant genius demon died, there was no pity.

A young man like him, although the six doors are rare, the rivers and lakes are numerous, not to mention the future, so there is no pity.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach, as it has been since ancient times. (To be continued.) )