"Oh my God? Is Lao Yang really crazy? Can this be signed? Seeing Tan Rong's stunned appearance, Jiang Ping'an felt a dark feeling in his heart: (Hey, my Jiang Ping'an's second brother is coming to the bowl!) ）

Tan Rong put down the IOU, and after being stunned for a long time, he said, "Jiang Gong...... No, no...... Grandpa Jiang, this ...... I haven't eaten or drunk this for hundreds of years, and I can't pay it back? ”

Jiang Ping'an couldn't help laughing, and began to gush: "It's okay, Lord Tan can pay it back slowly, and it will be the same day." In addition, after this case is completed, you will not handle other cases? Doesn't this need to be funded for other cases...... Let's let you do it in one step, you can understand——? ”

When Tan Rong heard this, he looked at Jiang Ping'an again with desperate eyes and said, "Isn't this a bottomless pit!" Never paid it off? ”

"That's right!" Jiang Ping'an nodded firmly, and suddenly, there was a wicked smile: "However, if my lord soars and gets promoted one day, this little money is not casual?" ”

Tan Rong stared at Jiang Ping'an for a long time, and could only say helplessly: "Okay, you won!" In order to handle the case, in order to avenge the people, our old Tan owes some money and admits it!" After speaking, with a "click", the index finger pressed a handprint on the IOU.

Jiang Ping'an suppressed the impulse to laugh "yes", put away the IOU with a casual look, and said seriously: "Then, Lord Tan, our contract is established." From now on, I didn't say anything, I Jiang Zhushen has all the funds for all the cases! ”

Tan Rong said depressedly: "Alas! I only wish there would be fewer unjust, false and wrongful convictions in this world. ”

"Look at Lord Tan so refreshing. How about sending another bad news to adults? Jiang Ping'an said happily.

Tan Rong asked suspiciously, "Huh? What's the news? On the merits of the case? ”

Jiang Ping'an covered his mouth and smiled: "Oh, that's not it, well." How to say it! Be..... It was the adult's five taels of silver that was taken to the Qinglou by the cousin's stinky and shameless guy to drink flower wine. After saying that, he clutched his stomach and laughed wildly.

Tan Rong looked at Jiang Ping'an with a surprised expression for a long time. Suddenly, I only heard him shouting, while rolling up his sleeves and pulling out his saber, he said angrily: "Yang Yanfeng, you bastard, get out of Lao Tzu and die-"

"Ahh He steadied himself, shook his clothes, patted the corners of his trousers, and nodded casually: "It seems that I slept on the ground last night with a little cold, it's okay, Eun ......"

late at night

The streets of Pingshan County are pitch black, and the clouds are thick tonight, with no stars and no moon. Only two figures, one black and one white, stepped on the eaves from time to time, silently - it seemed that Yang Yanfeng's shadow dog seemed to have made a major discovery.

In the county office, Tan Rong continued to play with the half of his fingers, and the knife picked out some fine powder between the nails - for this former servant of the criminal department, he is not only a master of handling cases and investigating cases. He is also an expert in injury and autopsy.

The knife knocked and knocked, and suddenly seemed to think of something, Tan Rong muttered to himself: "Yanfeng, this Ma Daha, why did he forget to collect that important evidence?" It seems that I have to go to He's house again. ”

About half an hour later, Lord Tan was already standing at the gate of the He family: "Squeak~~Squeak" The two iron doors kept making creepy sounds, and Tan Ei's face was calm, as if he didn't care at all. Strode towards the back garden of Hefu: a flower corridor leading to the garden.

At this time, the whole He Mansion was quiet. Even the frog and the weaver seem to have "fallen asleep" and stopped chirping.

Tan Rong walked in the darkness of the night, and suddenly, a singing voice sounded in the garden—like a hoarse female voice, like the sound of a tongue cut out.

The voice came from the back garden of Hefu, "What's the situation?" Tan Rong quickly ran down the corridor, pulled out his saber at his waist, and hid behind a locust tree. Slightly peeked out to observe—but saw no sign of life there, and the singing seemed to drift away, and then it was inaudible.

Tan Rong opened the fire fold and continued to search in the direction where the sound disappeared. He held a fire fold in his left hand and a knife in his right. At this time, there was no one around, and the night was extremely silent.

"Hah! It's a night that is perfect for the devil to come out and eat people! He muttered a word, and suddenly stood still.

It turned out that a cool breeze was blowing behind him, and a tall demon shadow with a cloak suddenly appeared behind him.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Tan Rong could clearly see from the demon shadow - the tall demon body seemed to have no demon head, and the neck incision seemed to have demon blood flowing from its head, flowing loudly......

The demonic wind was still blowing: it blew Tan Rong's official robe up and down, and the fire fold in his hand was also blown out by the wind in an instant.

Tan Rong muttered in his mouth: "Oh Huo, it's over." It's a problem........"

At this time

Bamboo forest on the outskirts of Pingshan County

Two figures, one black and one white, are hurrying with all their strength

In the dark night, the black shadow shuttles through the bamboo forest like a dragon, and the white shadow jumps on the top of the bamboo like a pill!

"It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance. If you want to be poor, go to the next level! That's right, isn't it, cousin? With that, Jiang Ping'an jumped into the air, volleyed a little, and jumped on a bamboo with a thick bowl mouth, and then swept around again, and came to the top of a higher bamboo next to him, looking into the distance.

"Cousin? I've always wanted to ask you, where did you get these strange poems? Don't you tell me you thought it was you? Yang Yanfeng also stopped and stood under the tall bamboo. It was hard for him to believe that these poems were written by Jiang Ping'an himself.

"Smack!" Jiang Ping'an opened the folding fan, fanned it a few times, and said, "That's right, cousin, it's indeed not the poetry of our time and space." But, in this era, it's the only one that belongs to me, haha! ”

"Good poem, this poem belongs to you, but if you continue to track it down, your life will belong to me." As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the forest, and the voice seemed to be made with internal strength, and there was no trace to be found. Now, it's so quiet that you can only hear the sound of the wind and the swaying of bamboo.

This sudden interjection really surprised the two.

After a long time, Jiang Ping'an closed the folding fan and used his internal strength to make a voice and said, "Who is the master?" Can you come out and talk? The voice echoed in the bamboo forest for a long time, and then fell silent again.

Sure enough, a moment later, the voice came again: "Go back!" It's not something you can handle. ”

Yang Yan didn't look back at the limelight, but just pointed in a direction behind him.

Jiang Ping'an nodded, but remained silent on the surface, and said, "Aha, I'm sorry." As for this, I didn't intend to get involved in it in the first place. But, as soon as you say that, I still have to take care of your young master. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Yanfeng was taken aback, and pointed in a certain direction in front of him, Jiang Ping'an was also extremely surprised. The sound of this internal power can even change direction at will? This kind of internal cultivation is simply appalling.

"Hahaha! What a sharp mouth, that's only going to wipe you out here! The voice came from the side of the two again, and Yang Yanfeng had already taken off the crossbow machine on his back at this time, and secretly buckled the crossbow arrow:

As long as the opponent dares to show up, his supersonic chasing Seiya can kill him on the spot immediately. No matter how high the martial arts of the person comes, the arrows that exceed the speed of sound cannot be avoided by mere manpower.

This is another Yang Yanfeng crossbow machine, named: Flying Star Ling Thousand Machine

Unlike the Shattered Universe Shenxing's combo, this crossbow is a single-hair, albeit slow to reload. However, the bolts are faster and more lethal, and they can also charge up to increase damage, making them ideal for opponents who are much higher than you.

It belongs to a one-shot soul and a heads-up killer that kills the enemy at a higher level.

This crossbow was made by Qin Feng, who was known as "the crossbow machine is changeable, and the arrows are terrifying to the ghosts and gods" three hundred years ago. What's even more terrifying is that the speed of the arrows fired by this crossbow can exceed the speed of sound, and the shadow of the arrow can be lost, killing the enemy invisibly.

For a hundred years, in order to seize this powerful crossbow artifact. I don't know how many Ouchi masters have been lost, I don't know how many battles have taken place in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many lives have been lost among the masters. But now, this crossbow actually reappeared in the rivers and lakes tonight, and it is still in the hands of Yang Yanfeng, a master of hidden weapons!

As soon as the flying stars are displayed, who in this world dares to stand in front of this arrow?

"Flying Star Crossbow?" The voice in the deepest part of the darkness came out again with internal force, but it carried a very surprised voice: "Unexpectedly, the legendary crossbow machine is actually in the hands of your kid - gurgling, this time it just happened to be able to complete another task of the main bus generation."