Because of the rain, it took two days to find that the footprints on the ground had long since disappeared, and all that could be found were the indelible traces of the sword.

After carefully looking at it for a long time, the Night Terror Hall flew and landed outside the courtyard wall.

Dongfang is away from people and officials, and they are all puzzled and look at each other.

Boom –

The sound of a knife being drawn outside the wall rang out, and then a figure rose into the sky.

The night terror hall was full of robes, and the knife in one hand was like a rabbit with wings, and the knife stabbed straight at the flowers in the courtyard.

Sa –

The blade was accurate, stabbing at the broken branches and leaves of the flowers, and then the blade picked up and paused, and smashed the air next to it with his right elbow.

Boom~

The robe trembled!

Then a knife stabbed out again, brushed past the eaves columns, and the marks on the pillars were completely consistent.

The 'imaginary enemy' who was attacked seemed to have found that he could not fight the night terror and wanted to escape outside the courtyard wall.

Night Terror immediately flew up, swept across the courtyard wall with the tip of the knife, forcing the air to the ground, and then raised his left hand and slapped it to the side, pointing at the window of the main house......

Dongfang Liren was a little dazed at first, but soon realized that this was the process of reconstructing the fight between the murderer and the deceased, and his eyes gradually turned into suspicion.

Because there is no opponent, many actions can not be done by one person at all, after the night terror hall slapped out, he paused his body, put the knife back into the sheath with his backhand, and thought about it slightly:

"Hmm...... The deceased used short sticks such as crutches and wooden sticks. The murderer's weapon, most likely a straight knife with a knife head and a reverse blade, the tip of the knife is no different from the sword, but the back half of the knife has a back.

"The back of the knife kept sharpening the arm, so I didn't choose to cut it up like the sword in the first shot, and instead used the elbow to repel the enemy. Judging from the height of the marks on the pillar, the murderer would be about the tip of his nose if his body size was in normal proportions.

"After the murderer volleyed, he landed sideways to avoid the spurs, but he didn't hurt his chest, either a man or a flat-chested woman......"

“……”

Many officials present were stunned and said in a low voice:

"Awesome......"

"Except for the sword, everything else is exactly the same as the adult's inference......"

"I didn't even look at the corpse, how can I tell if the murderer made an elbow blow and a palm blow?"

"It should be inferred from the angle of force, the distance traveled by the deceased, and the damage to the building, and it is estimated that this son has fought a lot of ......"

"Oh......"

……

Yuwen Chengde wanted to speak and stopped, it seemed that he wanted to refute two sentences, but he couldn't find the reason after pondering for a long time.

Dongfang Liren looked at the appearance of the Night Terror Hall talking eloquently, and the eyes of many people who were shocked by the heavens, and there was a glitter of sparkle in his eyes—just like the last time he saw the Night Terror Hall slash the blood Bodhi.

And this time Night Terror Hall didn't pull his crotch again, and after finishing his analysis, he looked at everyone:

"I can confirm that the murderer used a knife, and the martial arts are definitely higher than you think, if you really want to kill someone, the deceased has no chance to fight back, and can leave traces, I guess the murderer wants to ask for any news, and he must leave a living mouth first."

Night Terror Hall walked into the house while talking, half-squatted down next to the corpse covered by the white cloth, and lifted the white cloth, revealing the white-haired deceased, with black bruises under his ribs, a palm print on his chest, and all his finger bones shattered, obviously tortured to extract a confession.

"Looks like you guessed right."

Night Terror Hall looked out the door:

"You have any objections."

“……”

The officials present, in the face of this unpredictable prophetic insight, where there are objections, they are all amazed:

"Childe has good eyesight."

"If it weren't for His Royal Highness King Jing in front of me, I would have thought that the person was killed by the prince's own hands......"

……

In the face of everyone's admiration, Dongfang was full of glory and honor, and turned his head to ask:

"What is the murderer looking for?"

"Zhao De used to serve in the Tiannan Army, and he mainly built a lot of city defenses, and later was promoted to the Ministry of Industry and participated in the repair of the imperial city."

Yuwen Chengde half-squatted down opposite the corpse and gestured to the black palm print on the deceased's chest:

"The palm that slapped Zhao De into the house looks like a 'swimming palm', the unique kung fu of Nanshan iron hexagram Zhang Henggu. The murderer is most likely a thief from the Pingtian Sect, looking for the way to break through Chongzhou City or enter the palace to assassinate him......"

Dongfang frowned, came to the corpse, and looked down:

"It seems that it is indeed a swimming palm, this matter is not trivial, give orders, and go door-to-door to inspect ......"

"Wait!"

Dongfang didn't finish speaking, and more than a dozen officials saw the 'Iron Mouth God Break' Night Boy, and raised his hand again:

"It looks like there's something wrong with that, too."

“……”

There was a sudden silence inside and outside the house, waiting for Night Terror Hall to give an opinion.

Although it had been confirmed just now that the Night Terror Hall was a master of the Cave Watching Fire, there were still doubts in everyone's eyes.

Zhang Henggu, the iron hexagram of Nanshan, was originally a Taoist boy of the Great Yan Qin Heavenly Prison, and then became the founding patriarch of the Pingtian Sect. Before the birth of the Pingtian Sect Master, he had been walking the rivers and lakes to recruit troops and horses, and had dealt with the government for decades.

Dongfang Li felt that it was a wandering palm no matter how he looked at it, but he didn't dare to refute the dignified adult, so he just asked softly:

"Where did you see it this time?"

Night Terror blinked—from my identity as an undercover agent for half of the Peacefront Sect......

The relationship between the wife of the sect leader of the Night Terror Hall and the sect leader of the Pingtian Sect is ambiguous, and the Pingtian Sect wants to find a way to enter the palace or a city defense map, no matter how you think about it, you should use a beauty trick to extract information from him.

came to the capital to kill the little officials and forced him to ask, and he was easily discovered by the government.

Night Terror Hall guessed that someone was doing bad things in the capital, and deliberately planted the blame on the Pingtian Sect's anti-thieves, hiding the motive and making the government misjudge.

But this speculation path can't be said, in the face of everyone's eyes looking at the big guy, Night Terror Hall can only look deep and look at the palm print on his chest:

"The swimming palm pays attention to the softness of four or two thousand catties, although I don't see any problems with this palm, but I feel very awkward."

Dongfang Liren blinked:

"By the palm of your hand?"

"Your Highness is really smart." Night Terror nodded in relief.

Dongfang Liren was praised, hooked the corners of his mouth lightly, found that he was not serious, and returned to his majestic and noble appearance.

Night Terror continued: "And the thief pretended to be a swordsman just to hide his true identity, and it was impossible to use this iconic unique technique to reveal his origins. There is a high probability that this palm technique is forged, and he wants to frame the blame and divert attention. ”

Everyone present was skeptical.

Yuwen Chengde thought about it, took a step forward and said:

"Childe's eyes are vicious, and his statement is reasonable, but he really can't agree with his humble position. I have been on an errand in the Yamen for 20 years, and I have seen traces of the swimming body palm, and I confirm that this is the swimming body palm of the Pingtian Sect. Childe said that it was fake, and he might point out the problem? ”

Night Terror Hall shook his head: "I'm not good at palming, I can't say what the problem is at the moment, I have to go back and study it again." ”

Dongfang Liren believed in the judgment of the Night Terror Hall more, but there was ironclad evidence in front of her, she hesitated a little, and had to speak:

"Meng Jiao."

Call~~

The yin wind blew into the house, and the white-haired old woman fell silently into the house.

was present to catch quickly, as if he had seen the Lord of Yama, and hurriedly bowed and saluted.

The white-haired old woman walked up to the front with her waist bent and examined the scar on her chest:

"Hmm...... Judging from the experience of the old body, this is indeed a swimming palm, which is in the same vein as Zhang Henggu. If you don't know the night, you can see the clues, which means that there may indeed be something strange behind it, and you can't make a conclusion. ”

The white-haired old woman had long seen that the talent and comprehension of the Night Terror Hall far surpassed her own, so even if she confirmed in her heart that it was Zhang Henggu's palm, she didn't dare to say it to death.

Seeing that the white-haired Di heard this, the night terror hall knew that this palm technique was most likely true, and he had to go back and ask Luo Nuxia about the inside story, and he could only say at the moment:

"It may also be that I have lost my eyes, I will go back and think about it, and when I have a correct idea, I will re-examine the autopsy and continue to discuss with you."

Dongfang Liren nodded slightly: "You continue to check the scene, and if you find new clues, report it to this king and the night prince as soon as possible." ”

"No."

Yuwen Chengde arched his hand and said, "May I ask the son's surname?" If you have any problems with your humble position, you can come to the door to ask for advice, and I hope that the son can solve the doubts on your behalf. ”

"The night terror of the black ya. I don't dare to solve my doubts, I just happen to know a little bit about the door......"

……

——

Moments later, on the carriage.

Drops of rain fell outside the carriage.

Night Terror sat by the window with his elbows propped over his knees, his face grim and his eyes deep, gently rubbing his fingers.

Dongfang was still full of anger when he first went out, but when he came back, he was much more obedient.

At this time, he folded his hands on his lap and sat upright, looking at the side face of the night terror, looking like a princess who didn't dare to disturb her husband's business. It wasn't until the night terror came back to his senses that he asked softly:

"Did you come up with anything?"

Night Terror Hall was indeed thinking about things, but it was thinking about the wound on Cheng Erye's forehead, and he was a little embarrassed when he saw that his stupid eyes were full of longing:

"I didn't think of it, I have to think about it again, and when there are signs, tell His Highness as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, sometimes it depends on a flash of inspiration. This king really didn't see it, you still have the potential to be a god to arrest, and if you make persistent efforts in the future, you can solve this case, and this king will send the dragon spear to you. ”

When it comes to sending things, Night Terror Hall remembers that he came back today and bought a hairpin, but unfortunately Chen Biao helped to take it and didn't bring it with him, so he could only send it tomorrow.

Night Terror Hall turned his eyes to look at Dongfang Liren, and when he saw her very happy, he thought about it and said:

"I don't need a dragon gun, I prefer to use a knife. If Your Highness really wants to reward me, can that book be ......?"

？

Dongfang departed from the warm smile, and then remembered things like the backyard of the jade tree, and a murderous aura slowly appeared in his eyes......

Seeing that the night terror hall was not good, he hurriedly raised his hand:

"Just kidding. I'll go back first, and I'll go to the Black Ya on time tomorrow to meet His Highness, and I'll see you later. ”

With that, he turned around and got out of the carriage.

Dongfang Liren grabbed his hand under the sleeve robe, and only then did he snort lightly until the footsteps of the Night Terror Hall disappeared......

(End of chapter)