"Oh no, no, no!"

A young and shriveled servant ran over in a panic, and he rushed so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

"What's the matter, do you need to be so flustered!"

Xiang Zhibing frowned slightly and reprimanded coldly.

The servant gasped several times before he pressed his throat and cried:

"Grandpa, grandpa, a few adults, it's not good, my son was killed!"

"What! you say it again!"

Xiang Zhibing's face changed, he stood up directly, flashed over, grabbed his collar, and the cultivation of the early stage of the Ning Yuan Realm was displayed at this moment, and the violent momentum suddenly surged and churned, like a hill pressed over, covering the servant.

"Ahh

The servant was shocked by Xiang Zhibing's momentum, his eyes were filled with fear, and his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't speak.

"Zhibing, let him finish speaking!"

Xiang Tianqi said unhappily.

Hearing this, Xiang Zhibing let go of his hand and looked at this servant coldly, as if there were two more knives in his eyes, and he would point at the other party to death at any time.

"Hmm......"

The servant first looked at Xiang Zhibing, and then at Xiang Tianqi, who nodded at him, and then replied softly:

"Young Master Xiang Tantu...... I was ...... last night Kill!"

"Smack-"

The teacup in Xiang Tianqi's hand was slammed to the ground by him, and an old face suddenly distorted into old bark, and asked angrily:

"Say it again!"

"Young Master Xiang Tantu...... Killed!"

Although the servant was so frightened that he became a sieve, the old man asked how could he not say it, so he could only say it again with a sad face and a trembling voice.

"Bang-"

The Eight Immortals Table instantly turned into crumbs, and the utensils for drinking tea on it didn't even have time to fall to the ground.

"What nonsense are you talking about! In the Xiang family, who dares to kill my son!"

Xiang Zhibing directly kicked over, kicking the servant to the ground.

He was also ruthless, kicking the servant, and in a few strokes, the blood of the kick flowed.

"Alright!"

Xiang Tianqi shouted again: "Let's go see what's going on first!"

He turned to the two guests next to him and said:

"This time, I want to trouble the two of them to go with the old man, it is a disaster related to the old man's grandson, and I hope the two of them will not refuse!"

"Nature is duty-bound!"

Xing Wuwei and Lu Yuan stood up at the same time and nodded in promise.

Several people came to the front of the secret room, and at this time, a row of corpses had been neatly arranged in the courtyard, and some disciples of the Xiang family were tidying up their belongings in the room.

Seeing Xiang Tianqi coming, the disciples hurriedly ran over to ask for instructions:

"Great Elder, all eight guards outside the gate were killed with a single sword, as for the prince of Tantu...... It was scarred, and finally was stabbed in the back of the head by a sword and died, the body was still inside, we didn't dare to turn it, just wait for the Great Elder to come and inspect it!"

"You guys go back first, I'll take the two guests to check first!"

The disciples were ordered to leave here, Xiang Zhibing was in a hurry, and was about to run into the secret room, he felt sorry for his son, who was his only son.

"What's the hurry, let's see what kind of character the other party is before we go in and see the way!"

Xiang Tianqi stopped Xiang Zhibing, turned around and rushed to Xingwu:

"Brother Xing, you used to be the big catcher in the yamen, and this time I have to rely on you!"

"That's natural, rest assured, Brother Xiang, what yours is my business, I will help you find the murderer this time!"

Xing Wuwei immediately came to the corpse, first examined it carefully, then swung their position back and forth, then left the corpse, looked around, kept walking here and there.

After a long time, he finally seemed to understand something, walked back to a few people, and said with a smile:

"The basic characteristics of the murderer are almost clear, the time of the assassination was about three watches last night, the murderer is not tall, he uses a sword, and it is the sword on the guard here, his cultivation is not high, but he is very cautious, especially good at grasping the timing of the sword, although there are a few times although it is not a good opportunity, but the speed of his sword is quite fast, first killed a guard sitting on the ground over there, and then killed the second person along the wall......"

Xing Wuwei said as he compared the route of the murderer and the way he killed, where he came in, and how he finally wiped out all the guards here, and told all the guesses without pulling down a single bit.

If Xiang Mo was here, he would be speechless in surprise.

What Xing Wuwei described was almost exactly the same as what he did at night.

Such an accurate speculation is enough to show his experience as a veteran catcher who has been handling cases for many years.

Under his eyes, no prisoner could escape.

"So, this murderer is a master of the sword, and is it still our family?"

Xiang Tianqi asked in a deep voice,

"Yes, from the signs, it can be known that this person knows the Xiang family very well, although he is not very familiar with the terrain here, but all the way until he came to the courtyard in front of the secret room, there was no confusion on the footprints he stepped on, obviously only the Xiang family himself. ”

The line is tasteless and full of confidence.

"Well, if it's the Xiang family, it's not too difficult to find, but as far as the old man knows, there are almost no people in the Xiang family who can achieve this kind of strength and still use a sword. ”

Xiang Tianqi groaned slightly, filtering all the disciples of the Xiang family who had seen it in his mind, half loud, he hadn't thought of such a person, so he had to say:

"Let's take a look at the people first, and we'll talk about it later!"

Several mermaids rushed in, entered the secret room, and immediately saw Xiang Tantu lying on the ground, motionless.

There was a very small wound on the back of his neck, but it directly punctured the major artery, and the gurgling blood left a ground, staining the whole piece into a deep red.

"Tu'er!"

Seeing Xiang Tantu's corpse, Xiang Zhibing almost collapsed, and the person pounced directly on him, wanting to hug him.

However, as soon as his body fell, he was pulled back by a suction.

His son's body was close in front of him, but he was forcibly taken away, how could he not be angry and resentful.

Xiang Zhibing looked at the person who was pulling him behind him viciously, and when he saw that it was his father who made the move, he had no choice but to stop and hold his breath in his heart.

"Enough, he's not bad for your son, but he's also my grandson, you can take him away when you find the murderer, brother, go on!"

The line was tasteless and did not delay, and the autopsy began on the spot, and then began to be examined in the secret room.

He looked very carefully, not letting go of every corner of the chamber, the long knife inserted into the wall, the broken wooden barrel, the fierce scraping of the wall, and the deep footprints on the ground.

After a while, he guessed something, turned around and walked in front of Lu Yuan and said:

"Brother Lu, you are relatively short, play the murderer, and I will play the role of Young Master Xiang. ”

He picked up a wooden stick and handed it to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was also not polite, and put on an attacking posture.

Xing Wuwei stood where the original medicine barrel was and nodded at Lu Yuan.

The two have been together for many years, and they have long been so familiar that they can't be more familiar, Lu Yuan saw this, and immediately understood it, and stabbed it with a wooden stick at the moment.

Xing Wuwei took out a brush as long as his arm and blocked it in front of him.

The sticks and brushes collided, held together, and then separated.

Xing Wuwei deliberately took a few steps back, then made a gesture of gaining momentum, and continued to swing a few moves to attack Lu Yuan.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan danced a wooden stick into a wall, tightly sealed, impermeable, blocked in front of him, and resolved all the attacks of the brush.

Immediately after Xing Wuwei retreated, put the brush on his head, and slammed it down, but Lu Yuan's movements were also not slow, he hit the brush first, picked the brush away, and then Xing Wuwei pounced directly, and Lu Yuan dodged to the side, and hit the back of Xing Wuwei's head.

At this point, the two of them stopped, came to Xiang Tianqi, and said respectfully:

"Brother Xiang, based on the footprints on the ground and the traces of the fight, it is basically the case, although the murderer has dealt with it, but the other party is obviously not a professional, so it is easier to judge. ”

"That's it!"

Xiang Tianqi sank his face, stared at his grandson's corpse, his eyes were glazed, and he replied mechanically:

"The two of you have worked hard, wait and ask the two of you to continue to accompany the old man to find the prisoner together, to the soldiers, go and collect the corpse!"

He let out a long sigh, as if he was dozens of years older, and was silent for a long time before turning around and walking out.

Xiang Zhibing couldn't wait for a long time, cried and picked up his son, and followed Xiang Tianqi out.

Xing Wuwei glanced at Lu Yuan and followed.

The journey was not fast, and even a little slow.

Xiang Tianqi lost his grandson in old age, and the blow was not small.

Xiang Tantu was the only hope that their family could pinn their hopes on, and their elders had given almost all the benefits to this future genius.

But now, people are dead, and hope is lost.

I hate it to the sky, I really hate it.

If only he had been willing to stay with his grandson, or if only he had arranged for some more masters to guard here.

It's a pity that the world is impermanent, and there are not so many ifs.

After all, his grandson died.

The sending of a white-haired man to a black-haired man is one of the most sorrowful things in the world.

The old man's face was almost drooping to the ground, full of pathos.

The more he thought about it, the more desolate he became, and the more he thought about it, he was also resentful, and his steps couldn't help but be a little faster, and he soon stood on the martial arts field of Xiangjia.

Riveting all his strength, he encouraged the dantian, ran the supreme method, and shouted:

"All the Xiang family, whether old or young, men and women, are all gathered in the martial arts field for the old man, if anyone dares not to come, I will ask for his life from Tianqi!"

This sound was full of true power, and the self-martial arts field began to spread, until it spread to the entire thirteen mansions of the Xiang family, and it dissipated for a long time.

After roaring this voice, Xiang Tianqi's face turned red, and white smoke came out of his head.

This is the result of the intense consumption of true power, even if it is the peak of his condensing yuan, it is also extremely expensive to release his true power in this way.

However, he couldn't care about so much anymore, and for the sake of his grandson, he gave up.

This time, he must find out the real culprit and break him into pieces in front of everyone in order to relieve his hatred.

Soon, many people rushed out from all directions, and they gathered on the martial arts training ground, with a little doubt, a little uneasiness, and a little puzzle on their faces, not knowing what had happened to cause this respected Great Elder to be so angry.