"Brother Yang, please sit down and have a cup of tea, this is the pre-rain Longjing I brought back from Zhouzhi, and I have never been willing to drink it."

With Nie Zhengming's movements, the scent of fragrance filled the entire room.

Yang Shicheng took a sip of the teacup and said, "Can you say it now?" ”

"Regarding the cause of Zhang Lingyu's death, after Lu Zhutou personally inspected the scene, he found that there are probably two possibilities."

Nie Zhengming also knew that he couldn't hide it, so he simply didn't hide it.

"The first possibility is that he was killed by a demon, and another unidentified deceased had an obvious demonic aura on his body, and he was also burned by fire."

"Another possibility, it is artificial, presumably Brother Yang also discovered that Zhang Lingyu's neck is suspected to be a trace of a sharp blade, of course, because it has been burned, it may also be the claws of demons."

"Other than these two reasons, other possibilities are unlikely."

Yang Shicheng was furious in his heart: "Just one selection can lead to the death of personnel, it's really ridiculous, I don't know how you did it!" ”

If it was someone else who died, then Yang Shicheng would not pay attention to it.

After all, there is no need for him to offend Nie Zhengming for this "trivial matter".

But now it's his nephew who is dead, so it's naturally different.

"We are indeed responsible for this matter, if Brother Yang has any ideas, I should make up for it."

Nie Zhengming breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Yang Shicheng did not turn his face immediately, the probability of turning the page on this matter was much greater, and it could not be a matter of explanation.

"Make it up? People are gone, what's the use of making up for it? ”

Yang Shicheng sneered, and then changed his words, "Who are the more suspicious?" ”

Even if he is a county lieutenant, he has to follow the rules in many things.

"I've been ready for a long time, if Brother Yang doesn't come, I'm also ready to give you this list."

Nie Zhengming gave Yang Shicheng a piece of paper that had been prepared a long time ago.

The above are all people who participated in the selection this time and had the ability to kill Zhang Lingyu.

However, there was no name of Wan Feng on it, and Nie Zhengming subconsciously excluded Wan Feng, his "own person".

Yang Shicheng took the paper and read it carefully, his face became a little ugly.

Which of the people above is not from the martial arts forces?

If you want to use means to force these people, it will not be an easy thing even for Yang Shicheng.

Chivalry is not just talking.

Under such circumstances, if he comes hard, especially if he doesn't find out anything, then his future life will be "colorful".

"Hmph, you didn't do this on purpose to protect the murderer, did you?"

"I'm not related to them, why should I do this?"

Nie Zhengming's eyes widened innocently, as if he had been wronged.

It's a pity that Yang Shicheng doesn't eat this set.

"I'll go back and check now, if you can't find the real murderer, then doesn't that mean you're lying?"

"Let's wait for Brother Yang, after the results of your investigation come out, as for the demons, I am already sending someone to search, and I believe it will not be long before the results will be available."

Nie Zhengming said it very well, but in fact, he had already scolded Yang Shicheng in his heart.

"Hmph, I hope you can do it!"

Yang Shicheng snorted coldly, stood up and walked out.

Nie Zhengming picked up the teacup and took a sip: "It's a pity, such a good tea is wasted." ”

……

The next day, on the square inside the six-door yamen.

Normally, this is the place where the catchers of the Six Doors exercise, but now, it has become the venue for the second round of selection.

Nie Zhengming appeared on the high platform and said loudly: "The remaining forty-eight people will use the method of drawing lots to decide your respective opponents. ”

"Each round will be redrawn, and the final three will be rewarded for this selection."

"The top 30 who perform well at the same time will be eligible to join our six doors."

There are only forty-eight people in total, and they only need to pass the first round, then they will be 100 percent into the top 30 and join the six gates.

As for the top three rewards, this one depends on luck and strength.

Nie Zhengming continued: "Next, I invite Lin Yueping and Lin to draw lots for everyone, so as to ensure everyone's fairness. ”

Lin Yueping walked out of the crowd and walked towards the high platform of the cardboard box where the lottery was placed.

This is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, medium in stature, neither fat nor thin, and the whole person looks neat and tidy.

After he walked on the high platform, after bowing slightly to Nie Zhengming, he set his eyes on the many audiences in the audience.

"It's an honor to have such an opportunity, and then it's up to me to decide who you're up to."

A person's name was spit out by Lin Yueping, and then until Wan Feng's name was called.

"Wan Feng's opponent is Fang Hongxin of the Iron Sword Gate."

Hearing this, Fang Hongxin's face was ugly.

He was in the woods before, but he was defeated by Wan Feng at once, and Wan Feng snatched the wooden card.

If it weren't for his luck, he wouldn't have made it to the second round of selection.

However, for Shang Wanfeng, he also felt that his good luck had come to an end.

[It seems that I can only fight for the remaining few places.] 】

Beside Fang Hongxin, several people who knew the truth of the matter had a somewhat ugly face.

Except for Bai Xiongfei and Fang Hongxin, no one else had wooden cards, so naturally they did not advance to the second round.

After knowing that Fang Hongxin's opponent was Wan Feng, they also pronounced Fang Hongxin's death sentence in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Fang, come on, I think that Wan Feng is just a true qi realm ninefold, even if Wan Feng's sword skills are powerful, you may not be able to defeat the other party."

For Bai Xiongfei's comfort, Fang Hongxin just pulled the corners of his mouth.

Only by facing it in person did he know how big the gap between the two was.

Others naturally do not know what is happening between the two sides.

"This little catcher is going to face the high disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, then he will definitely lose."

"But no, this little catcher doesn't know which pimple came out of it, the last round was lucky, and this time it's going to be exposed."

"It's just that I don't believe that this kind of small catch in the countryside can be so powerful? Can it be more powerful than these people from the martial arts sect? ”

Soon, the jousting began.

Wan Feng just watched quietly, and he naturally heard the voices of malicious speculation about him.

However, in the face of such malicious comments, the best way is to hit back hard and slap them in the face with facts.

With the passage of time, groups of martial arts competitions have passed, and some people are happy and some are sad.

"Here are Wan Feng and Fang Hongxin, please come to the stage."

When Wan Feng heard this voice, his body moved, and he landed lightly on the ring, with a casual posture.

Fang Hongxin also went to the ring and looked at Wan Feng hard.