When Xiao Zhao took a little fine pen in his mouth, sneaked out of Zhao's mansion all the way, along the secluded alley, turned over the house and rushed back to his own house.

Shen Lang was in the space of the fine pen, caressing the small skull that was as smooth as jade in Xiao Gu, praising its "Yin Wind Burial" in a timely manner and beautifully, making a great contribution to the killing of Zhao Mengshan, and it can be regarded as avenging the killing of its predecessor.

The fingertips of the small bone index fingers touched each other, and the two slender and small white bone soles were also placed in a figure of eight, looking shy and unpraised.

The small fish swam around in the clay pot next to it, and couldn't help but send a heartfelt impact:

What about me? I've made great contributions, too! 】

Shen Lang praised himself:

Of course, Xiaoyu also did a beautiful job, and the ignition timing was just right, so that Zhao Mengshan didn't have time to make any effective reaction...... Come, incense one! ”

After saying that, he grabbed the small fish and kissed it.

【Phew...... Fish are not goblins of fox acolytes! The fish is a serious little demon who does things with his ability! 】

Xiaoyu shook his head again and again, spat out a series of water arrows, and slapped Shen Lang's face with his tail, resolutely not allowing him to kiss him.

After praising the two little demons, Shen Lang carried the golden silk soft armor again, came to the little moon of the "Demon Taming Technique", and asked:

"What's this soft armor? Can you give me an appraisal? ”

During the questioning, he also noticed that there was a small point of light in the little moon, and if you looked closely, the shape of the small point of light was like a miniature kitten's paw.

Just as he was wondering what the "mini kitten claw" was, a small silver moon burst out of a cold moonlight and landed on the golden silk soft armor, sweeping over the soft armor like scanning light.

Then there was one more piece of information in Shen Lang's mind:

The soft armor of the shark silk is woven with the "shark silk" woven by the legendary "shark man", which does not drown in the water and does not burn in case of fire. It can withstand flintlock rifle fire from a distance of 20 paces.

"Don't drown in the water, don't burn in the fire? Twenty paces away to block a flintlock rifle? Aren't cold weapons such as swords, bows, and crossbows more difficult to break through? It's also a piece of armor. However, this armor alone shouldn't be enough for Zhao Mengshan to survive the explosion, right? ”

In the secret room, facing the explosion of a large barrel of gunpowder at close range, even if you are wearing a full set of plate armor, you will be blown apart.

How can a piece of soft armor that can withstand a flintlock rifle bullet twenty paces away, just like a modern body armor, can withstand it?

"So, on Zhao Mengshan, did he have any other means of protection?"

After a long sigh, Shen Lang first put aside his doubts, raised his finger and pointed to the little moon, to see what the "mini kitten claw" in the little moon was.

As the tiny dot of light in the shape of a "miniature kitten's claw" melted into his fingertips, a stream of information flooded into his mind.

After a dizzy trance, Shen Lang came back to his senses, skimmed it, and suddenly smiled:

"It turned out that it wasn't a miniature kitten's paw, but a tiger's claw......"

That's right, that mini kitten paw is the "Tiger Claw Gong" cheat that the demon taming trick Little Moon scans and stores, and it is also the same as the "ten steps and one kill", which has been interpreted and corrected by the demon taming recipe, and has become naturally in line with Shen Lang's physical characteristics, as if it was tailor-made for him.

"Can you only practice to the fourth grade true qi realm at the most? Also, as far as Zhao Mengshan's garbage qualifications that can't pile up resources and can't pile up internal strength, the exercises that give him the four grades seem to be purely food expenses and unnecessary...... In other words, I am the Duke of Yingguo, and I have such a waste brother-in-law, so I can send him a five-grade exercise casually. ”

At the same time.

The entire Zhao Mansion was already in chaos.

There are loyal servants crying and grabbing the earth, panicking like the end of the world, and there are also maids and maidservants who hide their faces and cry, as if they are sad and happy.

Taking advantage of this chaos, the servants of the organic spirit took advantage of the chaos, quickly grabbed the silver money with their hands and feet, and then absconded overnight, of course, there were also loyal dogs who rushed out of the Zhao Mansion and rushed to the Yamen to report the case.

There is even a die-hard steward of the Zhao Mansion, who sent a capable family member to leave the mansion quickly, and he wanted to ride his horse out of the city overnight and rush to the Yingzhou Mansion to report the news.

Although the city gate was closed after dark, with the prestige of the Zhao Mansion, the gate did not dare not open the city gate.

And just when the Zhao Mansion was in turmoil, the people in the mansion had their own plans and responded to each other.

Xiao Zhao has returned to his house with a little fine pen over the wall, and after entering the bedroom, he put the pen on the table, and the little claw lightly taps the pen to send a signal.

After receiving Xiao Zhao's signal, Shen Lang came out of the space, wearing only a pair of shorts.

The set of clothes and shoes he wore during the operation tonight had been contaminated with the smell of gunsmoke, and he left them in the space of the fine pen, not only did he not plan to wear them again, but he had to find an opportunity to go outside the city to completely destroy them after a while.

And as soon as he came out at this moment, he went straight to the bath tub and soaked in the medicinal bath - before he went out to do things in the evening, he had already prepared the medicinal bath soup, and although the medicinal soup was already cold, the effect of the medicinal bath was still there.

Not only that, but the rich and strange smell of medicinal soup could completely wash away the residual smell of gunpowder smoke on his skin, hair, and between his nails, as well as the faint smell of blood.

Shen Lang closed his eyes and held his breath, his entire head was soaked in the medicinal soup, and not a single hair was exposed.

While feeling the slightest strengthening of the body by the medicinal bath, he reviewed his actions tonight.

The whole process of infiltration and diving is led by Xiao Zhao, and there is no trace of human stealth. No matter how good he is at criminal investigation, he can't find the traces of the "killer" entering and leaving the Zhao Mansion, perfect.

There were no eyewitnesses to the decisive battle, perfect.

The broken sword was recovered, the left arm with two heavyweight lead bullets buried was cut off and taken away, and even the pieces of the cutting board that blocked Zhao Mengshan's blow were largely recovered, and the weapon clues were cut off, and the sword shop and the gunsmith shop would not be implicated, which was still perfect.

The gunpowder had long since been extinguished, leaving no trace.

Besides, gunpowder is something that anyone who has the means can always get it, and even make it themselves, so there is no way to investigate the source.

And Shen Lang has never touched anything related to gunpowder these days. Except for the small amount of ammunition that had been registered when he bought the gun, he had never even bought half a tael of fire or a penny of sulfur.

If the county soldiers in the barracks didn't want to go to jail, or even be angered by the Yingguo Mansion, of course they wouldn't take the initiative to report the loss of two barrels of gunpowder - in other words, as early as the day after the gunpowder disappeared, Shen Lang noticed that the county soldiers pulled two small cannons out of the city, thinking that it was to warm up for the disappearance of gunpowder under the pretext of "training consumption".

Shen Lang has purchased a large number of daily necessities in the past few days, which can barely be regarded as a suspicious point.

After all, it is the middle of summer in July, and there is no refrigerator and freezer in this world, and he is not the kind of big family who can afford to use the ice cellar, so it is unreasonable to buy so much rice, white noodles, fresh fish and meat, melons, fruits and vegetables.

But this alone cannot be related to the murder of Zhao Dashao.

Who would have thought that he was preparing to run away from the purchase of so many supplies?

Shouldn't people who are ready to run away exchange all their belongings for gold and jewelry that are small and easy to carry? How could anyone run away with thousands of catties of rice and flour grains, hundreds of catties of fresh fish and meat, several buckets of salted meat and salted eggs, and more than a dozen buckets of vegetables and fruits?

Can he take it with him alone? Is it possible to hire a convoy to help him escape?

Those who run away should only carry a small amount of dry food with them at most.

Therefore, when it comes to purchasing a large amount of food and supplies in the summer, it can only be said that he has a sick brain and takes money inappropriately.

As for the fact that he had inquired about Zhao Dashao......

I, Shen Lang, am a letter written by Lord Mu of the Shenzhu Hall and recommended to the county government on an errand. What about the Divine Catcher? Master Mu personally wrote to recommend me, is it really just for me to be a little servant?

Who have I inquired about, and what is the purpose, how can ordinary people ask?

The most important thing is that Zhao Dashao was assassinated by a sword, and that sword even pierced his "tiger claw hand" that he had been tempered for thousands of years and could shave copper and iron.

The reason why Shen Lang did not destroy the sword wounds on Zhao Mengshan's palm and throat was also misleading-people with a little common sense of martial arts know that swordsmanship is not so easy to practice.

When he invited Zhu Hu and Lao Zhao to eat and drink before, Shen Lang pretended to be curious and asked the two about kendo under the pretext that he was practicing the sword trick that Master Mu helped him interpret.

Therefore, he knew that there was no swordsmanship master in Changsheng County.

And in Yingzhou Fucheng, where there are many swordsmanship masters, many seedlings who learn swords also start from a young age, and practice basic skills for a few years first.

A swordsman who is a halfway monk, unless he has the talent of an immortal, even if he spends several years of hard work, he can only practice a second- or third-rate swordsmanship at most.

Shen Lang's "Ten Steps and One Kill" also has a set of step-by-step orthodox practice methods, which is also to practice the basics of the sword moves first, be familiar with the use and characteristics of the sword, and then have a solid basic practice before you can advance to the actual combat killing moves.

And the time for laying the foundation for this set of orthodox exercises is also calculated in "years".

Everyone in Changsheng County knows that ten days ago, I Shen Lang was just an ordinary person who didn't have any effort, and this matter was personally judged by Mu Qingxue, the three products of the Divine Capture Hall, and many county soldiers witnessed it on the spot.

The sword trick I practiced, and it was also interpreted by Master Mu for me, there is only one basic routine sword move in the Jiupin realm, only performing, not killing the enemy.

Zhao Da Shao, a master of seven grades, even if he was caught in a trap and suffered internal injuries, he would never be killed by a rookie who had practiced basic skills for a few days with a sword.

Therefore, unless Shen Lang exposes himself, or someone opens the "God's perspective" throughout the whole process, stares at Shen Lang throughout the whole process, and understands all the secrets such as his fine pen, lore sword, and goblin, it is impossible to find out about him by conventional means alone.

Unless there is some special paranormal means......

"There are still Taoism and witchcraft in this world. Zhao Mengshan was injured in the explosion but did not die, and even had the ability to fight back, but he couldn't do it with that shark silk soft armor alone, and he couldn't say that he relied on some Taoist and witchcraft methods to save his life.

"According to this calculation, the Yingguo Mansion should be able to have in-depth contact with Taoism and witchcraft, and my understanding of Taoism and witchcraft is still very shallow, so I really can't predict whether the Yingguo Mansion can come up with extraordinary means that can find out the truth......"

Shen Lang groaned in his heart.

The soft armor of the shark silk is not enough to resist the explosion at close range, and Zhao Mengshan can survive, because he must have some kind of Taoist and witchcraft methods on his body.

And when he fought to the death, he did not use similar means to save his life, when he was already consumed in the explosion.

Although he was a little jealous of the possible Dao and witchcraft exploration methods in the Yingguo Mansion, after some deep thought, Shen Lang still decided to calm down and not run away for the time being.

Although he was ready to run away, and there were enough supplies stored in the space for several months, after all, he had just arrived in this realm, and he hadn't even fully understood the human geography around Changsheng County, let alone other places.

Once you run away, you don't recruit yourself.

With the power of the Yingguo Mansion, a random sea fishing document is issued, and Da Chu is so big that he has no place to stay-

He is just a black household traveler with no identity and no connections, and in this kind of "acquaintance society" in the imperial era, he will be quite conspicuous wherever he goes.

He is partial and unfamiliar with geography, even if he wants to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, or even die overseas, he may not be able to do it.

"I have one last resort to save my life. If it's really exposed, it's a big deal to hide in some fine pen space.

"Anyway, there are enough materials in the space, so I will first bury my head in retreat with Xiaoyu, Xiaozhao, and Xiaogu for a few months. I don't believe that Gong Yingguo is willing to patiently squat on me for months for the sake of his perverted murderer brother-in-law......"

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Lang had no worries, got up and got out of the bathtub, washed up with water, and went to bed and fell asleep.

He thought that after the first killing, there would be all kinds of discomfort, and he might even be unable to sleep, but the result was completely different from what he had originally expected.

After killing Zhao Mengshan, he did not feel any discomfort, only hearty from the heart.

At this time, when I went to bed, I didn't turn over at all, and I fell asleep next to the pillow.

In his sleep, he seemed to see the innocent girls who were brutally killed by Zhao Mengshan, especially the girl in the mass grave, the girl who personally performed the autopsy, saluted and smiled at him.

I don't know how long I dreamed.

Suddenly, a sharp slamming of the door woke him up.

Before he could open his eyes, his mind moved, and two flintlock pistols with open hammers appeared out of thin air in his hands.

At the same time, the small bones appeared silently in the room, and stood still in the shadows behind the door.

Prepared to take precautions, Shen Lang listened carefully, but found that what came from outside was Zhu Hu's shout:

"Brother Shen, get up! There was a big case, and the county magistrate was alarmed, so he hurriedly got up and rushed to the scene of the crime, and ordered all the arresters and officials to be summoned! Don't sleep Brother Shen, come out quickly! ”

Shen Lang sighed, and said in his heart that it was impossible to be exposed so quickly.

At that moment, he put away his two guns, recalled Xiao Gu back to some fine pen, yawned, and said vaguely to the outside:

"I wish my brother a moment, and then I will get up."

Putting on the uniform, stepping on thin-soled fast boots, and wearing a standard waist knife, Shen Lang straightened his hat above his head, strode out of the room, walked through the small courtyard, opened the courtyard door, and saw Zhu Hu holding a torch and standing outside the door with a solemn face.

[Monday's update released a chapter in advance, and another chapter was sent after eight o'clock in the morning, is it a surprise? ] Ask for a ticket~! 】