It was not yet noon, the sun was not as hot as midsummer, and the streets west of the city were full of men and women who came out to hang out.

Xuanji Zhenren opened a small umbrella and covered the head of the Queen Mother, because of each other's appearance, it looked like Miss Scholar accompanied the lady out shopping.

And the night terror hall that followed behind, although he was dressed and temperamental, he was holding large and small boxes in his hands, and there was a knife hanging on his waist, which could be said to show the identity of the personal guard very well.

The three of them set off from King Jing's Mansion and went to the Imperial Boxing Gym, because it had been several days since the incident, and it was not a burning eyebrow, so they were not in a hurry.

The Queen Mother rarely goes out of the palace, and it is estimated that she can experience it several times a year when she goes shopping unrestrainedly, even if she tries her best to restrain herself from thinking about doing the right thing first, her mind is still attracted by the dazzling array of objects on the street.

And Xuanji Zhenren was very considerate of the Queen Mother, and she didn't need the Queen Mother to speak, so she went here to buy a hairpin, where to buy a box of rouge, and finally put it all in the hands of the Night Terror Hall.

Through the observation of the Queen Mother, it can be determined that these things are bought, and in the end, there is a high probability that they will be put in the palace to eat ashes, and it is not easy to remember, let alone use them.

But shopping is to experience the process of buying, buying, buying, and seeing the Queen Mother in the Night Terror Hall is very happy, she does not show urging, and occasionally helps the Queen Mother to give some suggestions.

After walking like this for most of the day, the three of them gradually came to the Royal Boxing Gym in the west of the city.

The Imperial Boxing Gym is equivalent to the martial arts' 'Guozijian', and the gentlemen in it are all masters of the six doors, black ya, and military camps, and there are many specially hired famous masters, and they are not only taught fists and feet, but swords, guns, swords, swords, swords, swords, and halberds, the art of war, intelligence assassination, etc., and the students who can graduate smoothly are at least the starting point of military attachés.

As the saying goes, 'poor literature and rich martial arts', those who can learn art here are generally not from bad families, half of them are the children of the generals, and there are young people who are worthy of vigorous training in the military yamen.

The literati only need a table to study, and the practice of martial arts needs venues, equipment and other facilities, and the martial artists who come to study live in the dormitories arranged by the imperial court cannot be used at all.

After arriving at the destination, the Night Terror Hall walked in front, first asked passers-by about the location of the murder, and then took two women to turn into the alley from the main street, and the Night Terror Hall also asked:

"You can learn martial arts without apprenticeship?"

Xuanji Zhenren shook his head: "Studying art here, like Guozijian, can be regarded as a 'protégé of the Son of Heaven', and the teacher's grace has to be recorded on the saint."

"Although there are many famous teachers in the Royal Boxing Gym, you don't have to think about stealing teachers, you can teach the head of the sect inside, they can't teach you."

Night Terror Hall smiled: "There must be my teacher in the threesome, the quality of kung fu only depends on whose hands, the kung fu I don't know is good kung fu, how can there be a saying that it can't be taught." ”

The Queen Mother walked beside her, because she couldn't speak, she looked at the surrounding houses with a noble demeanor, and after turning a corner, she found that there was a simple shed in the middle of the alley, and there were several catchers standing below, and then she spoke:

"Is it there?"

"It should be."

Night Terror Hall took the two of them to the middle of the alley, and after a little observation, it can be seen that the place where the murder occurred was in front of a courtyard, the walls, tiles, and gates were not obviously damaged, and the corpse was also removed.

The cloth shed was erected in the alley to prevent the sudden rain from erasing the few traces left, and the six doors and a few of the black ya's catchers all stood inside and exchanged ears:

"There are no things in the house, and the two deceased have not lost anything, I guess someone invited a killer with strong martial arts to kill ......"

"The one who died was Zhang Lie Zhang of the Imperial Boxing Gym, and the other was a good seedling sent by the Zhennan Army, both of them were from clean backgrounds, and it is unlikely that there is an enemy ......"

……

Night Terror listened to the conversation, observed the traces of the ground, and before he could come to the front, the catchers in the alley turned around, and then one of them said in surprise and joy:

"Lord Yuwen, the night lord of the black ya, is here......"

The few people gathered around the crowd naturally knew that Hei Ya had a sword boss, and when they heard this, they immediately showed sincere fear, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute to greet them.

Night Terror Hall signaled that there was no need to be so excited, and when he looked at the courtyard next to him, he found that Yuwen Chengde, who had met in Zhuji Lane before, ran out of it, and said from afar:

"The night adults are coming, and the lower officials are far away to welcome ......"

"It doesn't have to be so polite. I heard that there was an accident here, so I came over to take a look, what is the specific situation? ”

The last time Yuwen Chengde investigated the murder of the Ministry of Works, he saw the inhuman insight and deduction ability of the overnight horror, and at this time, he wiped the sweat on his forehead as if he had seen a savior:

"Alas, there was a murder, and it wasn't a big deal, but the consequences were quite serious. The murdered old sect leader Zhang taught stick art in the Imperial Boxing Gym for nearly 30 years, and the military attachés and generals who served in the capital were more or less instructed, and as soon as this matter came out, it was directly transmitted to the Taiji Palace. The subordinate officials are in charge of arresting thieves, and if this is the case, if you don't get it right, you have to release Tiannan ......"

Night Terror Hall could see that Yuwen Chengde was in a hurry, and said calmly:

"I know the severity, let's talk about the case first."

Yuwen Chengde nodded hurriedly, turned around and came to the cloth shed, and gestured to a few footprints and scratches on the ground:

"According to the Royal Boxing Gym, the old sect leader Zhang came out to inspect in the middle of the night according to the precepts, and did not return for half an hour, and other sect leaders came to look for it, and found the bodies of two people here. Because there are a lot of people practicing martial arts at night around, a few students living nearby did not notice any special movements. The murderer was quite old and spicy, and he erased all the traces, injured the adults and the subordinates, and they didn't see anything......"

Night Terror Hall half-squatted down and carefully inspected the ground, and it could be seen that several footprints stepped on during the fight were all smoothed out by people with shoes in a hurry, and the posture and direction of the force could no longer be seen, and the approximate position could only be determined.

There are small cracks in the walls on both sides of the roadway, which should have been collided, but there are no other clues.

Xuanji Zhenren and the Queen Mother were afraid that the people in the government would recognize them, so they both wore face towels. Xuanji real person looked at it slightly:

"Zhang Lie is an old martial artist, he used to teach gun and stick kung fu in the forbidden army, and served as the honor guard of the first emperor, and his kung fu is not too high when he is old, but his alertness and reaction to the enemy are definitely not bad; can directly kill the surrounding students without alarming them, the murderer's martial arts should not be underestimated. ”

After carefully observing for a while, the Night Terror Hall came to a conclusion that was not much different from that of Xuanji Zhenren, and then got up and said:

"Is the body still there?"

Yuwen Chengde said: "It's in the courtyard, the last time I was touched into the morgue, Xia Guan has a long memory, and I have slept with the corpse directly in the past two days, so I am afraid that someone will destroy the corpse and destroy the traces......"

Night Terror turned around and entered the courtyard, and Yu Guang found the Queen Mother standing behind cowardly, looking like she didn't dare to go in to see the dead.

However, when she found him looking over, the Queen Mother still made a calm look and walked behind Xuanji Zhenren.

The Night Terror Hall motioned for the Queen Mother to stand at the door, and then came to the courtyard.

The courtyard is for students to live alone, and there are stone locks, sandbags, guns and sticks and other things on the wall, which are a little scattered.

Under the eaves of the main house, there were two stretchers, the corpses were covered with white cloth, and two weapons were placed next to them; The students hold the sticks, and the head of the school holds the whip rod used as a whip.

Xuanji Zhenren half-squatted down, picked up the cow tendon wooden whip and looked at it, there was no scar on the top of the iron blow, but there was a crack in the middle, as if it was broken by the internal strength.

The night terror hall lifted the white cloth, and the white-haired corpse could be seen, with blood stains on the mouth and nose, bruises on both arms, and the fatal wound was on the chest, and a round jet-black wound could be seen.

Yuwen Chengde gestured to the corpse's chest:

"I can't see anything else, just this fatal wound, the lower official thinks it is a heart-piercing stick, and the injured adult guesses that it is a hidden weapon in the iron egg, but there are no traces of the hidden weapon falling to the ground around......"

After Night Terror looked at the corpse next to him again, he stood up and frowned in thought, and then looked at the water next to him:

"What do you think?"

Xuanji Zhenren stood up: "The person who came is very skilled in martial arts, and he is cautious and deliberately hides his whereabouts, it is difficult to infer the origin of the murderer based on these." ”

Night Terror Hall nodded, picked up a wooden stick from the yard as a whip stick, and threw it to Xuanji Zhenren:

"Practice brings true knowledge, rehearsal, and I see if I can deduce the murderer's actions. You come out and stand here. ”

Seeing this, Yuwen Chengde came to his senses, and hurriedly asked the catchers who were gathered in the alley to retreat farther away.

Xuanji Zhenren understood what the Night Terror Hall was going to do, so he took the whip and played the victim, posed as a stern leader, and came to the middle of the alley.

After looking at a few scratches on the ground, in order to make the Queen Mother feel a little involved, she raised her hand and ticked again:

"Come, you stand here."

"Huh?"

The Queen Mother was looking curiously, and when she saw that she also had a share, she came over very obediently and stood at the gate of the courtyard; Night Terror Hall looked left and right, and then came to the corner of the side path.

The autumn alley is quiet at this moment, and three figures stand all over the alley.

Xuanji Zhenren held the whip behind his back with both hands, and stood facing the courtyard, making the appearance of secretly observing the martial arts of the middle school students in the courtyard, without any sound.

Night Terror Hall made the appearance of a wandering passerby, walked out of the path silently, and found Xuanji real person standing in the middle of the alley, and his figure was stunned.

And Xuanji Zhenren suddenly found that someone came out, and it was too dark to see anyone, so he turned the whip in his hand in front of him and made a movement of tapping his palm.

Syllable~

This action seems to be a stern posture of the division commander, but in fact it is preparing to respond to the enemy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Night Terror Hall quickly raised his hand and shook it, and made a shot at Xuanji Zhenren.

Xuanji's real words stopped abruptly before he could speak, and he dodged sideways.

Bang –

Night Terror made a move, both legs exerted force at the same time, and in an instant, he crossed the distance of three zhang, rushed to the front of Xuanji Zhenren, and blasted out a black tiger with his left hand.

Xuanji Zhenren raised the whip pole with both hands to block, but the broken wooden stick that was not very strong did not play a blocking role at all, and it broke when he touched it, and the Night Terror Hall slapped directly at Xuanji Zhenren's perfectly curved chest!

Click-

Night Terror was engrossed in analyzing the movements, and found that the wooden stick was accidentally broken, and the black tiger pulled out his heart and stopped in front of his clothes.

This inch is very in place, there is no force poured on Xuanji Zhenren, and even the extremely soft placket has not been pressed down, it can be said that the stop is exactly the same, any martial arts master sees it, I am afraid that he has to clap his hands and praise and praise a 'good kung fu'.

But in the eyes of Xuanji Zhenren, this just right emergency stop changed from 'accidentally slapping her' to 'taking the opportunity to gently rub her'!

？！

Feeling the gentle heat on the placket, Xuanji's real peach blossom eyes widened a little, and the meaning of the eyes was obviously - you did it on purpose, right? Can you stop and you don't stop early?

However, although he was annoyed, Xuanji Zhenren did not make a mistake in cooperating, and still took two steps back and hit the wall as if he had been hit hard.

Boom~

The Night Terror Hall was a little confused, pulled back the weapon and kicked it out again, making the appearance of hitting the heart of Xuanji Zhenren, and then pulled back, throwing the air blade backwards, pointing at the Queen Mother who was curiously looking.

A set of moves was fast, but it was done in an instant.

The footsteps of the Night Terror Hall and the position of Xuanji's real force are exactly the same as the scene of the crime.

Xuanji Zhenren should have been put down by now, but instead of sliding down the wall to play the corpse, he patted his chest with his sleeve cover, and looked at the night terror hall with three points of danger in his eyes.

Night Terror felt that there was still a soft residual warmth on his hands, and he was quite embarrassed in his heart, so he first raised his hand to apologize, and then turned around and analyzed:

"If nothing else, Zhang Jiaotou should have been patrolling the alley in the middle of the night, standing here to watch the students in the courtyard practicing martial arts, because he didn't want the students to find out, so he didn't expose any sound.

The murderer was also silent, and when he turned out of the path, the two met unexpectedly, and then the murderer burst into action and killed Zhang Jiaotou almost in the blink of an eye.

"The students who practiced martial arts inside heard the movement, ran out of the door to check, and were hit in the temple before they could turn their heads......"

Some people reproduced the scene and explained, and many catches were naturally thorough, and they all nodded.

However, Yuwen Chengde was still puzzled:

"Lord Night, when the murderer shot, he was still more than three feet away from the target, even if it was a horse lance, he couldn't stab it so far......"

"It's a soft weapon."

Night Terror explained: "The power point is here, if it is a hidden weapon, there will inevitably be traces on the corpse, weapon, and wall. Since he couldn't find it, the murderer must have put his weapon back after missing the blow. The weapons that can be thrown out and can be withdrawn can only be rope darts, chain hammers and other objects, and the corpse is a blunt weapon wound, and the chain hammer is more likely. ”

"Oh." Yuwen Chengde suddenly realized.

Night Terror thought for a moment, and then said:

"In addition, people who dare to use soft darts and chain hammers, the basic skills of the triple throw must be accurate and fast, and they will not get close easily, this person should also be good at punches and feet, in order to seek stability and kill quickly, only to lose a blow and directly change the move.

"Soft weapons are more tests of internal strength control, but that palm is as strong as a broken bow, extremely strong, no accident The murderer is still a master who cultivates both inside and outside, and can be far and near......"

Many catchers listened carefully, and gradually turned from thoughtfulness to confusion.

Even if Yuwen Chengde saw it once, he was a little incomprehensible at this time, and spread his hands slightly:

"Lord Night, how did you see so many things with just a few erased footprints?"

Night Terror explained, "It's actually not that hard. People have two hands and two feet, and the place is so big, think about all the positions and movements that may cause these traces, and then according to the effect of the blow, push back the strength of the force and the murderer's thinking, and find out the most reasonable result from it......"

“……”

Yuwen Chengde felt that the principle was quite simple, but his pig brain might not be able to learn, so he was still at a loss.

Night Terror Hall said for a while, and saw that many catches were like listening to heavenly books, so he didn't bother to speak, and said instead:

"That's all I can see, the footprints have been erased, the height, body shape, genre, etc. are difficult to speculate, if you want to catch the murderer, you can only look for similar masters on the rivers and lakes, and the chances are slim."

"Well, it's better to have a general direction of investigation than to know nothing. The next official will go to the case database to find out the master who meets the characteristics of the murderer, and if there are new clues, report it to the adult as soon as possible......"

Night Terror couldn't give much advice, so he didn't stay long, ready to leave.

And the Queen Mother was still standing at the door obediently, just now I saw Night Terror Hall and Xuanji real people calling around, and I thought I was going to have a set with her, and I was secretly nervous about how to respond so as not to make a fool of myself.

Finding that Night Terror Hall was about to leave, she was a little dazed and said:

"Night Terror, you let me stand here without asking?"

Xuanji Zhenren held up a small umbrella, covered the head of the Queen Mother, and responded:

"You act as a corpse, and if you stand still, you can act well."

"Huh?"

The Queen Mother looked back, and after making sure that no one was paying attention, she looked at the Night Terror Hall, very dissatisfied:

"You let Hongu play the corpse?"

Night Terror Hall lifted the big bag from the ground, shook his head and said:

"How could it be, it's just the situation at the time, the Queen Mother is an apprentice who practices martial arts, and she went out to check when she heard the movement, and then it was gone."

“？”

That's not even playing a corpse!

The Queen Mother blinked, very unhappy about this:

"Night Terror Hall, this palace will also order martial arts, you can let this palace practice with you with a wooden stick. Let Bengong show his face and die, without raising his hand, is it disgusting to look at Bengong's low martial arts? ”

"How could it be. It's just that there are many people in the alley, and they have no eyes, for fear of offending the Queen Mother. ”

Xuanji Zhenren was offended just now, and squinted slightly at this time:

"You're not worried about offending me? Or do you think it's okay to rub it off with me? ”

The Queen Mother is not stupid, she thinks that this has the meaning of a woman's coquettish temper, and frowns and reminds:

"You are an elder, what happened if the junior accidentally offended you when he was sparring? is really taken advantage of, and it's also you, an elder, who is not good at learning, can you blame others? ”

（→_→)！

Night Terror Hall looked unwavering, but in the bottom of his heart, he wanted to give the Queen Mother a thumbs up.

Xuanji Zhenren was scolded by the Queen Mother and had nothing to say, so she didn't say anything more, and walked in front of the Queen Mother......

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On the other side, in an inn two miles away from the Imperial Boxing Gym.

There was a murder in the Imperial Boxing Gym, and in the past few days, patrols have been seen everywhere on the streets, and inns and other places are the focus of the yamen's investigation.

In the wing room on the second floor of the inn, a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman nodded and sent away the official errand for routine checking, and then closed the door.

In the middle of the room, there was a man of medium stature, dressed as a master, who was settling accounts with an abacus at the table.

Apart from a few boxes of groceries imported from Beiliang, there were no other suspicious items in the house.

The middle-aged businessman listened attentively at the door, and after making sure that the official errand went downstairs and walked away, he turned around, recovered the gas of the rivers and lakes, took out one from the copper telescope in the full box, and looked at the Yuquan gym in the distance from the window:

"I have been going door-to-door for three days, and I definitely didn't find any useful clues, and it is estimated that in two days, this matter will pass."

The master sitting at the table pushed the abacus aside, looking quite dissatisfied:

"You can prevaricate the past with an excuse, but you have to kill people, the murder in the capital, do you think no one cares about it like Liang Zhou?"

The middle-aged businessman sighed: "If I can prevaricate the past, how can I take a risk." Is it a master, you can know at a glance, that old head is not simple, I don't do it directly, he roared out, and all the masters of the Royal Boxing Gym came......"

"Humph! The movement is so big, if it is changed to before, it is fine, except for the eight steps of Jizo and the immortals in the palace, no one can help me and wait. But I heard that last night, King Jing returned to Beijing, and Xuanji Zhenren and Night Terror Hall followed. The two Wu Kui pestles are in the capital, and the Pingtian Sect Master may not dare to come, you have revealed your whereabouts in advance, what will we do in the future? ”

The middle-aged businessman put down his binoculars and sat down across the table:

"We are not here to kill Wu Kui, as long as we keep a low profile in the future and don't leak our tracks, it is impossible for these two Wu Kui to find us out of thin air, let's talk about business first.

"Liu Qiansheng has been on the run for 20 years, and he only showed his face in the capital last month. Since I was recruited, I should teach boxing, I have been in the Royal Boxing Gym for so many days, and I have not seen any trace of Liu Qiansheng inside......"

The man dressed as the master put down the teacup:

"I've told you that the Royal Boxing Gym is not for teaching boxing, and the word 'boxing' means kung fu. And the most powerful sect leader in it is only the grandmaster, Liu Qiansheng is an old martial artist, and the head of the sect in the teaching may not be able to understand what he teaches, so how can he stay here to teach the apprentices......"

"Then apart from this place, where else can I find Liu Qiansheng? We can't go to the Jingwang Mansion to find it, Xuanji Zhenren and Night Terror Hall may not be anywhere, and we had better not approach it within a radius of three miles. ”

"Since you teach boxing, there is always a bit of a rumor in the martial arts, just take your time to investigate, and check another thing first."

When the master said this, his fingers tapped on the table, and he thought for a while:

"The helper of this trip specially explained that he must find the Northern Liang pharmacist and find out the formula of Tianlang Zhu. I guess the pharmacist was escorted back with the ship yesterday......"

The middle-aged businessman was a little puzzled by this: "What is Tianlangzhu?" The gang leader is such a peerless hero, he even let go of his hatred first and look for this thing first? ”

"When the gang leader was young, he was abolished by Liu Qiansheng in martial arts, and went to Beiliang to look for Snow Lake Flowers, and finally found it in a small tribe, and learned some secrets. Tianlang Pearl, this thing, is said to be a divine pearl given by God to the Lord of Ten Thousand Parts, whoever has it is the one chosen by God, hmm...... It's similar to the meaning of our Great Wei's 'divine authority of monarchy'. ”

The master took a sip of tea and continued:

"Our Hongshan Gang transports salt and iron to the Xihai tribes all the year round, and the relationship with the major tribes is already good, and the people over there also serve the gang leader's world-famous martial arts. As long as you get the Tianlang Pearl, you may be able to pull the Tianlang Iron Horse up again, and when the time comes, ......"

The middle-aged businessman shook his head and interrupted the words: "Jianghu people are Jianghu people, don't have such a big heart." The Pingtian Sect Master is so powerful, he doesn't dare to openly mention the matter of restoring Dayan, I'm afraid we will rebel ......"

"The Pingtian Sect is in Tiannan, and there is no possibility of it gaining momentum; Liangzhou is different, the people are fierce and produce war horses, and there are endless retreats in the north, and it has been a nest of anti-thieves since ancient times...... By the way, I heard that the new sword kui night terror, that is, we Liangzhou people, the world often says, 'poor literature and rich martial arts', Liangzhou is poor like this, and the fortune tellers in the rivers and lakes say that it is Zihui Xing descending to earth, and now the 'atmospheric luck' has fallen in Liangzhou, our gang leader is the overlord of Liangzhou, if it is a trend, wouldn't it be born at the right time......"

The middle-aged businessman felt that it made sense, but after thinking about it, he frowned and said:

"The Night Terror Hall belongs to Liang Zhou, and it is also Wu Kui. What if this 'Purple Emblem Star Descends to Earth' is a person with great luck, what should I do if it is a night terror? ”

“？？ , shut up if you can't speak! ”

"Hi ......"

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