Chapter Seventy-Six: The Flute and the Song
"Jiang Beiyun should be the person I shouldn't suspect the most! The Heavenly Shogunate has a detailed record of him, from his debut at the age of eighteen to the thirty years of his martial arts career, everything is clearly recorded!
He is a qualified hero, a perfect hero! I even suspect that Jiang Beiyun is doing it as a profession. In the past 30 years, the pen ~ fun ~ www.biquge.info pavilion has been as always, promoting good and eliminating evil, acting chivalrous and righteous, fighting grievances, and being kind and charitable! I can hardly find a single criticism of him in the records.
If it weren't for Yu Lang saying that the martial arts of the flower thief did not fall on Jiang Daxia at all, I really wouldn't have doubted him. But there is no way, there are not many people with such high martial arts, and I should be suspicious of anyone who is suspicious. β
Shen Qing stopped his hand and smoothed out the vibrating strings, "As you said, you shouldn't doubt him! If there is anyone in the Jianghu Martial Arts who can really make me admire, that person must be Jiang Beiyun Hero." The deeds of Zhongzhou giant Zhuge Qing are too vigorous and too far away from us.
Jiang Daxia has adhered to his heart for 30 years, never letting go of any good deed, nor letting go of any evil deed, which makes me deeply regarded as an example. It is very simple for a person to persist for one year, it is not easy to persist for five years, and it is admirable to persist for ten years, and Jiang Daxia has persisted for thirty years. β
"Yes!" Ning Yue also lowered her head, "Jiang Daxia and his wife Cheng Nuxia have been married for twenty-five years but have not come out? Could it be that Jiang Daxia is ...... But what is so unspeakable?" Ning Yue suddenly sat up straight, and asked such a gossip question very seriously.
"This is very important?" Shen Qing suddenly asked with burning eyes, Ning Yue looked at Shen Qing's face and knew that Shen Qing must know, and Ning Yue would definitely not be able to answer if she didn't say a convincing reason.
"Very important! Do you remember the eight women who were brutally murdered? I suspect that the flower thief can't be humane at all!" Ning Yue sat up straight, and said this not funny joke very seriously.
If you can't be humane, what else can you do as a flower thief? Can you be a flower thief if you are a monk or a eunuch? Can you pick flowers with a mallet?
"Are you sure you don't have a fever?" Yu Lang couldn't believe his ears, Ye Xunhua and Helanshan almost fell off their chairs. Ning Yue's words were too contrary to cognition, even to the point of absurdity.
"Of course I have my basis, remember the messy nakedness of the eight girls, covered with milky creamy liquid, all of you thought it was yang essence and I only had to look at it to know it wasn't.
Once a man's male essence is separated from the body, it is milky white at first, but after a while, it will turn into a transparent liquid. All but the last one of the eight women had been dead for several days, and if the yang essence in their lower bodies had really been turned into clear water. If it's not inhumane, why replace it with a fake?"
"But...... If he really can't be humane...... Why do you want to be a flower thief?" Yu Lang glared and said he couldn't understand, but Ning Yue's speculation was so convincing.
"Who knows, maybe it's to take revenge on society?"
"I don't know if Jiang Daxia can be humane, but there are other reasons why he and Cheng Nuxia have been married for more than 20 years. Twenty years ago, Jiang Daxia's chivalrous actions angered a very powerful Green Forest Alliance at that time.
No one knows how tragic that battle was, only that in order to protect Jiang Daxia's mother, Cheng Nuxia suffered eighteen stab wounds and sword wounds on her body, and the most serious thing was that her lower abdomen was pierced through the intestines by a sword.
killed twenty-two enemies in a row, fought hard for a day and a night, and finally waited for Jiang Daxia to rush back. That time was also the only time Jiang Daxia was killed! Three days later, this Green Forest Alliance chicken dog was not left.
Originally, everyone thought that Cheng Nuxia couldn't survive that level, but God had eyes, so Cheng Nuxia survived. But after that time, Cheng Nuxia also lost her pregnancy, and Jiang Daxia was indifferent after Jiang Daxia took a concubine many times......"
"It's really touching!" Ning Yue was shocked for a long time before coming back to her senses, "Cheng Nuxia is so strong......"
"So many people say that Jiang Beiyunjiang heroes can become Jiangnan heroes admired by everyone in the martial arts in 30 years, and Cheng Nuxia is indispensable. It's a pity that a generation of heroes has no descendants to inherit the incense...... Ning Yue, this answer, do you still want to doubt Jiang Beiyunjiang's hero?"
"Looks like I really shouldn't have doubted ......"
The rain was pouring down for three days, and it stopped in a quiet night. And the blood rain somewhere in Suzhou suddenly spilled after the rainy night. Killing, sword light, there is only one person who kills, but there is a group of people who are killed.
But the slain were as powerless as sheep. A sword light represents a person's death, and the sword light appears too fast and too mysterious. The leader of the Qingzhu Gang stared at his blood-red eyes and didn't see where the enemy was, how did he appear, how did he kill people?
Suddenly, a sword light lit up. It was the last scene he saw, like the light that guided him in a night of black killing. The light cleared, and he fell with his men. In a sword light, hundreds of people were actually blocked by a sword at the same time!
"Bang-" A loud bang resounded through the Dangjian Villa, Ning Yue was woken up by Helan Mountain, and without saying a word, followed Hezhi Zhangjiang and Beiyun, they left the Dangjian Villa and rushed towards the outside of Suzhou City.
When he arrived at the scene, Yu Baili had already taken control of the scene with people. This is a manor, but also a house, the plaque on the gate of the manor has the word green bamboo written on it.
Outside the village, there is a beautiful scenery after the rain, but inside the manor, there is a smell of blood, and corpses are everywhere. Even the rain that had just fallen did not dilute the smell of blood in the manor.
"There are a total of two hundred and seventy-four people, and none of them are alive!" Yu Baili said to Jiang Beiyun with a gloomy face.
"What a fast sword, such a clever martial arts!" A group of martial arts people looked at the death of these corpses, and it turned out to be a one-sided death, like cutting wheat and falling down one by one.
Although the Qingzhu Gang is only an insignificant gang, it is also a gang. One person, it only took less than twenty moves to kill a gang with more than 200 people, this martial art is also terrifying.
And as long as a person with such martial arts has the heart to hide in the shadows, the entire Jiangnan Road can almost go sideways, and no one can help him. All the martial arts people who came with them were silent, this was a tricky enemy, even an enemy that could cause the martial arts catastrophe in Jiangnan Province.
"Please ask the Shen Mansion at the top of Jinling to also make a move?" Ding Lei said hesitantly with a dark face.
"Such a master, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop him without Jiang Daxia's move, right?" But the enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, once he wants to attack us, I'm afraid that many fellow martial artists will sufferββ"
"Flower thieves, right among us!" Ning Yue's face was instantly unsightly when he looked at the corpses all over the courtyard, no matter in his previous life or future life, when had he seen such a tragic scene. If it weren't for the war, how could there be corpses all over the ground?
There were less than 300 bodies, densely spread on the ground. No matter how strong Ning Yue's psychological quality is, after all, she has not experienced bloody rain and bloody wind, and her stomach is extremely uncomfortable for a while.
"Among us?" Tsuru opened his mouth, wanting to refute but couldn't say anything. The destruction of the Green Bamboo Gang is related to the investigation of the owner of the manor in the canyon. And the one who knew that they had asked the Qingzhu Gang to investigate, except for the ten people present, there was no one else.
Of course, maybe it was the Qingzhu Gang who said it to death, or maybe the Qingzhu Gang was noticed by the other party during the investigation, so they killed it overnight. Both of these possibilities are very small, and the most likely is that one of them is a traitor or someone who is a flower thief.
Another clue is broken, and it's very depressing. The efficiency of the people in the rivers and lakes is indeed very high, and the means are endless. But it is also a big disadvantage that they are too undisciplined, and it is obviously impossible to pull the tail out of the manor's thread now.
After Helanshan was dragged by his father to get busy, the four sons of Jiangnan also went to help with him, and by the way, he regained the fame that had been lost because Yu Lang was wronged, but Ning Yue came to the house that Yu Lang bought.
He needs to calm down and think about it, sort out the causes and consequences of the whole case, and of course, the most important thing is to find out the motive for the flower thief!
The words that Yu Baili said in the morning reappeared in his mind, "Ever since I received the news from the flying pigeon, Jogetsu-an has been under the surveillance of the Tenshogunate. There was nothing unusual at all, and the Silent Night Master did not leave the sight of the Tenshofu for a moment. β
Could it be that the Silent Night Master was too out of the hand? Ning Yue couldn't help but smile bitterly, she took it for granted. Originally, I thought that I would break the case on the spot when the Silent Night Master made a move, but now it seems that they are not stupid at all! And the Qingzhu Gang has Jiangnan Wulin staring at it, and they can't imagine that it is so useless, not only the Qingzhu Gang is destroyed, but even the people who are watching are also dead.
When Ning Yue confirmed the unified characteristics of the seven murdered women, Ning Yue no longer defined the case as a simple flower picking case. It's a serial series of premeditated murders, maybe the flowers are just picking in passing, maybe it's to cover up other purposes.
Gently put the piano in front of him, and his ten fingers fluttered like light smoke! Like smoke and wind, the slanting sun after the rain is more charming.
Ning Yue was intoxicated by the sound of the piano, but her thoughts couldn't help but think of the years of her previous life. That year, he simply thought that the police could eliminate violence and uphold justice, and he simply thought that as long as he was excellent, he would get what he deserved......
"My brother was still very young that year...... In a blink of an eye, it became that I didn't be a big brother for many years......? Life is like a play, like a world away!"
A euphemistic flute suddenly sounded, like a stream, and a mountain spring suddenly gushed in. Naughtily swam around Ning Yue's piano sound, and gradually merged into each other, and could no longer distinguish each other.
Ning Yue is a master of the Qin Dao, and the other party is definitely a master. Otherwise, it is impossible to achieve the natural harmony of the flute without musical scores, and the fusion of nature is like a natural one! If it weren't for the fact that Ning Yue at that moment and the person playing the long flute had the same mind, how could he play such a natural song?
When the sound of the piano was first set, Ning Yue took out a pen and paper like lightning and quickly wrote down the song she had just played. And Ning Yue also believed that the person opposite must be doing the same thing.
Quickly jotting down the score, Ning Yue was in a good mood, threw away the brush in her hand, and jumped to the top of the wall, "Huh, Miss Jia?"
And Jia Xiaoxiao on the opposite side seemed to have just finished recording his flute score, and let out a long breath of incense. His eyes wandered, and he raised his head to look at the person standing on the wall, and for some reason, the fawn in his heart collided and lowered his eyes again.
"It turned out to be Ning Gongzi!"