The blood in Jiang He's hand had solidified, and the wound hidden under the blood stain began to heal slowly, only Jiang He himself could feel some new flesh growing rapidly, and the itchy feeling made him want to raise his hand and scratch it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But he didn't dare to move, the cold light stood three feet in front of his chest, and the knife could come to him in the blink of an eye, because standing in him knew the meaning of the black helmet and the cyan tattoo on his shoulder, which represented one of the strongest armies in the royal forest army in front of him, and it was also the most feared existence hidden in the deepest part of Kyoto City.

Jiang He blinked, he remembered some things he heard from the ghost master, the current Imperial Forest Army is the emperor's direct team on the skin, but those who know it inside know that this is the power of the military department's Shangshu, and now that they appear here, they are still pointing knives at themselves, and the meaning is even more far-reaching.

A group of men and horses had blocked the courtyard in a moment, and every three people formed a team, from the wall at the entrance of the alley to the front of the courtyard, one by one elite sergeants in cold iron clothes stood like sculptures with swords, and the onlookers retreated wordlessly to the end of the street, standing seven feet away.

This is the rule, the Royal Forest Army handles the case, and retreats.

A man came from the door, dressed in the same black shirt and boots as the other sergeants, except that he had a wooden plaque around his waist with the word "Lin" carved on it.

There are three teams in the Royal Forest, which are "Wind", "Forest", and "Fire".

The man walked to the door, exuding an uncomfortable chill all over his body, like a razor-sharp knife. He looked up, his eyes hidden under the iron helmet and couldn't see clearly.

Jiang He knew that he was looking at himself.

"Disrupt the discipline of the examination room, obstruct the execution of official duties, please come with us. ”

His voice was as hoarse as a rusty wood knife cutting through silk, making people feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang He looked at him, and the poor scholar behind him also raised his eyes to look at him.

But no one spoke, only the cicadas in the courtyard were still disturbing.

"Is this the law of the southern kingdom?" Jiang He said word by word, very seriously, but his tone was very cold.

No one answered him, only the sound of the unsheathed sword, and the leading sergeant reached up to his waist and grasped the scabbard hanging next to his waist, and the cold knife around the poor scholar's neck was a little closer.

Jiang Hechang sighed, as if he hadn't seen their movements, and continued: "I've never heard that the government only captures half of the people in a fight. As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Li Qiushuang, who was standing opposite.

As he raised his hand, the sergeant's show knife in front of him moved slightly, but it stopped again, still three feet away.

"Take it with you, of course. The leading sergeant finally answered Jiang He's words, and as soon as his voice fell, several sergeants standing by the door walked into the courtyard and gathered in front of Li Qiushuang and the others.

Li Qiushuang straightened his sleeves again, then raised his head and smiled at Jiang He, he looked at Jiang He with a deep sense of banter in his eyes. Then he put his hands behind his back and followed the soldiers to the gate of the courtyard, and several young men behind him also left, but before leaving, they all turned their heads and smiled at Jiang He and the two, and the teasing in their eyes was full of meaning, as if he had just watched a wonderful clown show.

"Poor scholars, don't learn from others to fight if you don't have the ability, you will die. The young man in white who walked at the end stopped in front of Jiang He, said to him arrogantly, and spit on the floor after speaking, he laughed, turned around, and slowly followed Li Qiushuang to the courtyard gate.

Jiang He looked at him, frowned, but did not speak. However, the poor scholar behind him was already furious, like a fried cockfight, and shouted loudly: "I, you bullying dogs, you have the ability to fight alone!"

He still wanted to continue shouting, but the cold knife was a little closer to his neck, and it was already on his skin at the moment, and the cold chill on the sword blocked the swear words he wanted to continue swearing, he could only stare, and stared at the departing young man like a bullfrog with anger, if it weren't for the Royal Forest Army in front of him and the cold knife around his neck, maybe he would have jumped up and threw the young man to the ground by now.

Jiang He looked at Li Qiushuang, who had already walked to the door, a snow-white robe was in stark contrast to the black iron clothes in this courtyard, Jiang He smiled, showing the same snow-white teeth, and then shouted loudly at his back: "Li Qiushuang, at the Qingteng Meeting, you will lose again." ”

His tone was firm and natural, as if he were talking about something very ordinary. He smiled happily, as if he had promised himself a small goal that could not be simpler.

Li Qiushuang stopped, her back to Jiang He's body and she couldn't see her expression clearly. His slender fingers behind his back moved, tapping the back of his hand gently.

"At the Ivy League, you will die. ”

As if announcing an important decision, Li Qiushuang's voice was equally firm and natural, but the deep chill in his tone still revealed his not very calm mood. He lifted his foot over the high threshold, and then went out, and the green bricks he had just stepped on were instantly reduced to powder.

The wind continued to blow, the cicadas continued to chir, and the river still stood quietly.

The leading sergeant also waited quietly, the sword in his hand was on the edge of the scabbard, but he could not see the cold.

"If you are still obsessed, you can't say please. The sergeant looked up, his black iron helmet glowing coldly in the hot sun, like a piece of ice that contrasted strongly with the hot weather.

Jiang He felt that his voice was still so ugly, it made people feel more annoying than the cicadas on the willow treetops, but it was not only these sounds that annoyed him more, but also... The question of how to get out of here today.

Walking out, naturally, is not simply walking out with your feet raised.

When the Imperial Forest Army came to this courtyard, he had already fastened his "hat" of violating discipline: disrupting the discipline of the examination room and obstructing the execution of official duties. This matter can be big or small, at least it can only be said to be loud and noisy and defecating everywhere or something, and then be warned to write a review, but if it is bigger, then what is the law of the king, favoritism, challenging the majesty of the Son of Heaven and the enemy of the southern dynasty and the like can be counted in today's affairs.

Because this is a small exam, it is an exam of the Ministry of Rites and the Protectorate Academy, and the final day of the list will be personally attended by the emperor.

Jiang He raised his hand and scratched his eyebrows, feeling a little inexplicably annoyed in his heart, and his small action frightened the Royal Forest Army sergeant beside him. Jiang He turned his face to him and smiled slightly, signaling him not to be nervous.

It seems that it is unlikely to go out like this today, not to mention that the people in this room are witnesses, and when the time comes, when they hear the Royal Forest Army investigating the case and testifying together, then how can the crime also write that they hurt people first, destroy the examination room, and disrupt the examination Ji Yunyun, and the people unanimously testified and jointly arrested the criminals...

In addition, these old Gao, whose palms were still swollen, wailed twice casually and then punched himself twice in the chest, and then lay down in front of the judge, reading in his mouth how serious the injury was and how his body hurt, so the "physical evidence" was complete.

Jiang He thought about this, and couldn't help but think of the movies he had watched, the dog's head waved, blood splashed in the high hall, and then dragged half of his body to crawl around, Jiang He suddenly felt a little funny.

He turned his face to look at the sergeant's head, and then read the line seriously: "So, you don't have to talk about it, do you?"

The sergeant leader drew his sword from his waist, and the cold light appeared, and the sound of the blade seemed to answer Jiang He's question.

Jiang He shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, it's really annoying." ”

Jiang He raised his head, a white dove flew overhead, flying away from the courtyard wall, he looked at the white dove that flew away and disappeared, as if he thought of something, then lowered his head, and looked at the tattered umbrella bone in his hand, and chuckled.

The umbrella bone in his hand, his blood stains have dried up.

"Then it's just a matter of trying, the Guards. ”

Jiang He whispered, and an umbrella bone was raised coldly, like a sharp sword, across his hand!

A cold snort, a burst of knife light.

The sergeant stepped in, and the wooden sign at his waist fluttered up, exuding a quaint atmosphere. His knife and his figure were so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and the moment the voice in his throat disappeared, the show knife had already crossed in front of Jiang He, and at the same time, there was another knife that had been only three feet away from Jiang He's side. The two knives one after the other, firmly locked the river in the middle!

Jiang He looked at the two stabbing knives, squinted slightly, he smiled lightly and raised the umbrella bone in his hand, and then took out the sword!

"Buzz... ”

Like a sword that has just been opened, the craftsman's fingers flick lightly on the blade, making a long, deep echo that makes people happy.

The young sergeant's eyes widened under the iron helmet, and they were full of amazement, even fear, but unfortunately the river could not be seen, because he had his back to him, and only one left hand was facing the young sergeant.

Jiang He's left fingers were pressed on the edge of his knife! As simple as pressing a thin piece of paper, this extremely sharp knife seemed to be limp and weakly pressed under Jiang He's fingers at this moment.

His sword was already fast, but Jiang He's fingers were faster! Like a bison struck an ancient tree that had taken root for thousands of years, his sword made a deep, painful buzz, or wail.

The young sergeant looked at his knife, the tip of which was violent, and the tip of the knife was violent, and then the whole back of the knife began to tremble, and finally the force reached his hand, and he wanted to throw it away, but before he could hurry, all his bones were shattered.

He couldn't believe that such a thin arm could have such strength, and his eyes were full of horror, and then his eyes widened suddenly, for he saw that the young man had only used two fingers, these two slender fingers, to make it impossible for his knife to advance a single point!

A soft sound came, and the knife in his hand was broken in two, and this Xiu knife from the Military Aircraft Department was so weakly broken in the hands of a scholar today.

He looked at Jiang He like a ghost, he finally understood that the poor scholar in front of him dared to say such a bold word to Li Qiushuang just now, he looked at Jiang He's back, he didn't turn around from beginning to end, only the two fingers towards him.

There was a wry smile on his face hidden under the mask, and then he fell...