In the lobby of the government, Liu Zhilian, the prefect of Hangzhou, was jumping to his feet and scolding, and his voice was about to come out for three miles, and the two guards outside the door glanced at each other, shrunk their heads, and looked cautious.

Liu Zhilian, the word Fufu, has a poor family, is smart and studious, tenacious and hardworking. After the title of the gold list was named as a high school jinshi, he worked hard in Guozijian for seven years, and got an official position in Bapin County, step by step, for 16 years, and became the prefect of Hangzhou. In the sixteenth year, the eight-grade sesame petty official went to the fourth grade, saying that it was the ancestral tomb that was smoking, and it was not too much.

Lord Liu declared that he was naturally a gentle and humble gentleman, worthy of his name, and everyone around him knew that Lord Liu didn't like to get angry. In addition to conscientiously handling official duties, occasionally send some treasured calligraphy and paintings to the officials in Beijing, and the only hobby is to cultivate the spirit of Haoran.

Seeing that this big exam is coming, Hangzhou is prosperous, and the examiner also happens to be his own teacher, and he is about to have a first-class evaluation.

The successive murder cases broke the dream, Qingyun Road was crumbling, and if the case could not be solved, let alone promoted, it was already blessed by the Buddha to be able to calm down, and it was not impossible for the black yarn to be unsafe. Lord Liu's qi cultivation kung fu is still not at home, and he doesn't care if he has endured it for decades, so he will break the jar and break it.

"Qi Chen, this mansion saw that you were thick and fine, your fists and feet were good, and you also had a name or two in Hangzhou City, and you blocked so many generous gifts, so you kid was put in the position of head catcher. It's good now, in half a month, three households have been wiped out, and ten lives have been lost, and now you still don't have the slightest clue. ”

The man on the other side opened his mouth, as if he was about to raise his head to speak, Liu Zhilian's eyes kicked, and the man lowered his head again, closed his mouth, and only looked indignant.

"Listen, listen, it's crazy outside, saying that there are monsters, haha, this is Lang Lang, the world is peaceful, and there are monsters in our Hangzhou Mansion, isn't this a slap in the face? ”

The one who raised his head and shouted was the Hangzhou prefect Liu Zhilian, in his early fifties, more than six feet tall, with a thin face and three long beards fluttering, and now he was angry and ruined, looking a little old-fashioned, maybe he had not eaten and slept well recently, his eyes were red, bloodshot, and a big red official robe hung on his body empty, all without the usual elegance of Fengshen, at this time he was pointing to the nose of the person opposite, and scolded.

Qi Chen lowered his head, his muscles held the head-catcher suit tightly, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he was more than seven feet tall with his head down, with a square face, a wide forehead, tiger eyes and a lion's nose, gritted teeth, and panting like a cow.

If you make a mistake, you have to admit punishment. Qi Chen knew that he was derelict in his duties, so he could only turn his hatred to the murderer, and secretly swore that when your grandfather Qi caught you, he would definitely smash your bones all over your body and throw them to the Qiantang River to feed the Dragon King, his grandmother's.

Tired of scolding, Liu Zhilian reached out and picked up the tea cup on the table, poured a sip, smoothed out, and was about to continue scolding, when his fingers poked the head catcher Qi Chen's head, and suddenly the voice of the official sounded.

"My lord, my subordinates have something important to report. ”

The fingers tapped on Qi Chen's wide head for a long time, Liu Zhilian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, straightened his beard, and said lightly,

"Come in. ”

The official who came to report walked into the door gently, walked quickly to Liu Zhilian, bowed his head, and whispered,

"There's a Dark Guard visiting. ”

Seeing that the prefect's face was suddenly pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his hands and feet trembled, his throat clicked, and he couldn't get up in one breath, Qi Chen hurriedly stepped forward and held it, stretched out his hand to put it on Liu Zhilian's back, and a pure Buddhist inner strength passed through.

"Ahem. ”

coughed up a mouthful of old phlegm in his chest, gasped for a while, opened his eyes, and saw Qi Chen looking at him anxiously, Liu Zhilian rolled his eyes, struggled to straighten up, and shouted to the official anxiously,

"Quick, come in. ”

The official bowed out of the hall, Qi Chen helped Liu Zhilian, who was still trembling, his heart was irritable, and his brows were furrowed, at this time, what did the secret guard do? It was passed to the capital? How could he be asked so soon? Unreasonable.

Secret guard, the name of the magistrate to the brocade guard, because of its special official lawlessness, brocade clothes and yin, like a shadow like the night, like a ghost, and there is a royal privilege, first cut and then played, was privately crowned with a secret word by the official.

The secret guard is coming to the door, such as impermanence to collect the soul, Liu Zhilian's heart is desolate, tears are in his eyes, his face is full of sorrow and grievances, and his ambition is unpaid, it seems that black smoke began to rise from the ancestral tomb, and the ancestors and ancestors summoned themselves.

The official respectfully led the way in front, and when he arrived at the door of the lobby, he bowed down and retreated. Tie Lingshuang raised his feet and entered the door, walked to the two people who were standing, glanced at Qi Chen, who was angry, and Liu Zhilian, who was pale and trembling and had been squeezing out of his mouth for a long time without a sound, his heart was clear, and he saluted Liu Zhihuan who was in a red official robe, raised his head and opened his mouth and said,

"Lord Liu, Jinyi Wei Tie Lingshuang is here for the murder case in Hangzhou City, don't worry. ”

Liu Zhilian, who was about to open his mouth to confess, heard this, his eyes lit up, and the righteousness that he had raised for decades returned to his body, and his waist pole instantly had strength, pushed away Qi Chen, who was still frowning, reached out and stroked his beard, cleared his throat, and arched his hand.

"Hangzhou prefect Liu Zhilian, I have seen Shangguan in the capital, there is such a murderer under the rule of Zhilian, he has done all kinds of evil, and he has not been able to subdue the law so far, it is the fault of Zhilian, he is very ashamed of Shangguan's tired journey, but can Shangguan show his official certificate?"

Came back to his senses, lowered his head and swept the clothes on Tie Lingshuang's body It seems to be extremely rare, Liu Zhilian hesitated in his heart, turned his head, politely said a few words, skillfully walked to the official document, and glanced at Qi Chen beside him while speaking, Qi Chen comprehended, secretly lucky, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and became vigilant.

Ignoring the small movements of the two of them, nodding, Tie Lingshuang took out the brocade guard waist card from his waist again, and reached out to hand it to Liu Zhilian.

Liu Zhilian carefully took the waist card with both hands, the size of the palm, yellow and heavy, the card seems to be carved with a sharp blade of the green dragon in the sea, the knife work is excellent, only to see the waves churning, the green dragon dances, majestic, desolate and simple, three brocade clothes in the middle of the big characters, two lines of boys in the lower right corner, take a closer look,

"The four seas can't help it, as if I am here. ”

frowned, turned over and looked, only to see a phoenix churning in the fire carved behind the bronze medal, and there was a vague feeling of a golden-winged bird, as if playing in the fire, and like looking up to the sky, looking at the knife work, it should be from a person who was in the sea with the green dragon in front of him. I was puzzled, and I saw the four small words in the lower right corner,

"Hidden, Tie Lingshuang. ”

Two small letters in the lower left corner.

"Left, East. ”

Although he hesitated, he didn't dare to slack off in his hands, and he was busy returning the waist card with both hands, seeing that Tie Lingshuang took it easily, Liu Zhilian seemed to ask casually,

"Shangguan, I don't know what official position it is, this waist card doesn't seem to be quite the same as the waist card made by Beizhen Fusi?"

Hearing what his boss said, Qi Chen couldn't help but widen his eyes and stared at Tie Lingshuang with murderous aura. Feng Mu glanced obliquely at the two steel swords on Qi Chen's waist, one long and one short, and Tie Lingshuang smiled slightly,

"Lord Liu can go to Beizhen Fusi to inquire about the official document, the brocade clothes guard waist card, what is the fate of the private maker, Lord Liu is proficient in the law, and he must be more than me. ”

With a clear mind, Liu Zhilian nodded, the crime of killing the nine clans, except for Fang Xiaoru's predecessors, few others can have this courage, retract his thoughts, raise a smile, and said,

"Shangguan don't be surprised, it's getting late today, why don't you?"

"It's okay, take me to the mortuary, just send the file to the mortuary, Lord Liu, please take care of yourself. ”

His own territory was ordered to be evicted, Liu Zhilian still has some skills in Qi cultivation kung fu, and he was not annoyed, nodded, tiptoed to pat Qi Chen, who was pulling his face, and said with a smile,

"This is Qi Chen, the head catcher of our Hangzhou City, a lay disciple of Lingyin Temple, Qi Chen, you take Shangguan to the mortuary, your uncle should still be there, if Shangguan has any requirements, you can do it." ”

After that, he called in a servant and instructed him to send the recent murder file to the mortuary, arched his hand at Tie Lingshuang, and went to the back hall study by himself.

In the lobby, Tie Lingshuang stared at Qi Chen lightly, Qi Chen glanced at the three-foot iron gun she was carrying in her hand, the two-foot-long gun body, dark and deep, should be made of fine iron, the whole body was mottled with lines, the head of the gun was one foot long, the blade was cold and cold, faintly red, as if it was full of blood.

Staring sideways at the three-foot-long knife on Tie Lingshuang's waist, the difference between the two-foot-six-inch embroidered spring knife system was obvious, and he couldn't help but be even more puzzled, looking at the hammer on her back that slightly exposed a corner, Qi Chen muttered to himself, wouldn't it be a weapon seller?

Rubbing the hilt of his sword, he looked up at Tie Lingshuang, seeing that she was only in her early twenties, she was very beautiful, she was fierce, the tiger's eyes swept over the two scars, one from the left eye all the way to the left jaw, dark red and deep, hideous and ugly, and the other from the right chin across the slender neck directly hidden under the clothes, thrilling, this person can live, it is really lucky.

"Enough of it?"

A faint voice came, Qi Chen was slightly embarrassed, swept the cold light that flashed in the phoenix's eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and pressed down in his heart that it was a pity, he couldn't lose his identity, stretched out his hand and saluted casually, snorted coldly, turned around and went out, Tie Lingshuang pulled down the corners of his mouth, his face sank like water, and followed him with an iron gun.

The mortuary is very remote, the two of them went around and around in a big circle, and finally stopped in the northwest corner of Hangzhou City, a dilapidated and decayed courtyard, three large rooms in the middle, a big locust tree in the corner of the courtyard, there must be three to hug over, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, under the moonlight, it looks even more bleak and cold.

A bean light came, the room on the east side was a little smaller, and there was a faint smell of food and wine, it seemed that it was inhabited, the two entered the courtyard, Tie Lingshuang was looking around, Qi Chen shouted,

"Uncle, I'm here. Uncle?"

Breaking the gong and raising his voice, the noise made people have a headache, Tie Lingshuang pulled his face, glanced at him with a slight frown, shook his head, and walked straight from the east room.

Pushing the door in, I saw a small table in the room, two dishes of side dishes, a pot of old wine, and a man in his early forties sitting next to the table, with snow-white hair, a white and scary face, yellow eyebrows, like a monster.

The man was frowning and tasting wine, and when he saw Tie Lingshuang pushing the door in, he didn't react, just stared at the empty place in front of him, took a sip of old wine, squeezed his eyebrows and made his eyes for a long time, grunted his stomach, his face stretched, and nodded with satisfaction.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Qi Chen, who came in immediately with a sad face, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said impatiently,

"What is it called, in the middle of the night, I quarreled with your uncle and me to drink. ”

After that, he seemed to come back to his senses, saw that there was still someone, blinked, looked up and stared at Tie Lingshuang carefully, then looked at his nephew, and grinned,

"Okay, you kid can have a good eye, the girl looks very good, didn't you bring wine?"