Ajie did not return to Chang'an immediately.

On that day, he lay in the sun for a long time on the grass in the inner courtyard of the Beitian Relief Home, and sang the nursery rhyme of "Osmanthus Niang" in his mouth for a long time.

Then he spent two more days in the Beitian Nursing Home, living with the other disabled and infirm children in the home.

Ajie's wounds were healed, and they were bandaged by the monks who found him, all saying that he was a poor man who had entered the monastery to seek shelter, just like the other patients in the Beitian Nursing Home.

Ajie didn't explain.

Like other disabled people in the hospital, he had two meals a day, washing and drying quilts and cleaning the hospital in the morning, and basking in the sun in the afternoon.

The pace of life in the hospice is very slow, very slow.

He even had to forget that he was a swordsman.

On a sunny day, Ah Jie silently went down the mountain again, and witnessed the county-wide public trial held by the young county magistrate in the outermost part of the crowd on Luming Street.

Ah Jie saw the generous words of the young county magistrate who had saved his life.

also saw the scene of Liu Ziwen cunning poisoning and killing his mouth in court.

I also saw the crowd of people rushing out of the felt hat and the man almost stabbed Liu Ziwen to death.

Ah Jie saw all this.

In the next few days, in addition to cleaning in the morning at the Beitian Nursing Home, he knitted a kite for the disabled and deaf-mute pair of childhood sweethearts, and came back on time in the evening.

The rest of the day, Ah Jie was walking the streets and alleys, walking around this small town in the corner of Jiangnan Road.

He also silently witnessed the process of dismembering the Liu family's power industry little by little by the time the Longcheng County Ya and the people worked together to dismember the Liu family's power industry after the public trial was won and sanctioned.

The whole county, the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, and the people in the market, are filled with a certain kind of festivities.

Ah Jie even heard no less than three nursery rhymes celebrating the bad luck of the Liu family, which were sung among the children in the city and the disaster relief camp outside the city.

He later heard that Liu Ziwen was not dead and barely survived the assassination on the street.

Ajie was silent for two days, gave the woven butterfly kite to the pair of disabled childhood sweethearts, and said goodbye from the Beitian Nursing Home.

In fact, there are few people who need to say goodbye, because few people know him, and there are many disabled people like him in the Beitian Nursing Home.

Before leaving, Ah Jie also quietly gave the steward named Xiudu two pots of wine - he had walked a few pots to drink alone under the moon.

Ajie picked a moonlit night to leave Donglin Temple and go home.

After going down the mountain, he stopped by the city to ask Liu Ziwen for something and give him something back.

The evening breeze howled outside.

It was pitch black inside.

After a burst of snow-white moonlight, there was no sound of breathing in the room.

It was quiet for a while.

Ah Jie picked up a dead head with two fingers, walked to the table, and placed it on the table.

His figure hesitated.

Silently untie the sword at his waist.

Ajie went out and easily bypassed the guards guarding the courtyard.

He jumped onto a rooftop and ran in the direction of the raging river in the distance.

The one-armed swordsman from Chang'an has a missing moon girl on his waist and a bright moon on his head.

……

When he learned of Liu Ziwen's death, Ouyang Rong was near a water monument in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek, inspecting Yun Mengze's unoptimistic rising water trend.

"What? Someone chopped off a head? ”

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, put down his rolled up sleeves, and hurriedly returned to the county seat by boat with Xie Lingjiang.

Together with his little sister, he stood in the room where he had come once yesterday.

Doors and windows are open.

Yan Liulang is leading the catchers to check the clues in the house.

"What is this? Why are there more swords? ”

Ouyang Rong raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and nose, and then stretched out his hand to gesture to the long sword lying quietly next to the already somewhat rotten head on the table, and asked curiously.

"Yuming Mansion, when the little official who delivered the food came in in the morning and found that someone was dead, this was what the scene looked like. None of them moved. "A catcher quickly arched his hand.

Ouyang Rong nodded, and looked at the two things on the table curiously.

Xie Lingjiang didn't cover his nose, he stepped forward directly, bent down slightly and looked at the two heads, and on the familiar face of Liu Ziwen, there was a stunned and shocked expression, as if it was frozen at the moment before death.

Xie Lingjiang turned his head and looked at the headless corpse on the bed again, and said directly:

"Senior brother, the murderer is left-handed, if the murder weapon is this long sword, he can neatly cut off the heads of others in such a narrow space as the bed, which is not something that ordinary martial arts practitioners can do.

She reached out and grabbed the long sword again, and with a "clang" sound, the long sword was unsheathed.

The room seemed to light up three points.

"Huh."

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look at it twice, held the sword horizontally, put it in the sunlight outside the door and looked at it, and whispered in his mouth:

"The color is like the moon, and the color is like Danlu...... Meteors are connected, and floating mining is widespread

"Good sword."

She looked up and said:

"Not to mention that it is placed in the rivers and lakes of Tiannan, even if it is on the rivers and lakes of the ten rivers and lakes in the north and south, this is a good sword that is coveted by high-grade sword cultivators, and the rank is extremely high."

Xie Ling Jiang was surprised, and turned back to Ouyang Rong with a puzzled face:

"If it appeared in Yunmeng Jianze next door, I'm not too surprised, but now it appeared at the scene of the murder, or is it placed with Liu Ziwen's head, what does the perpetrator want to do? What's the purpose? ”

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

At present, Liu's family has been sentenced by the public trial, and he is notorious, and he has also been dismembered by him and the Longcheng County Ya in the past few days.

As the saying goes, when the wall falls down, everyone pushes it, and enemies from all walks of life come to seek revenge, Ouyang Rong is not surprised, but he is a little helpless in his heart.

After all, in this world, although he was only about to pass through in a hurry and didn't go too deep, the extraordinary strength of the Qi Cultivator still made him a little speechless.

It's right to ban with force, but how did you get to the small county town of Longcheng County.

Moreover, what the hell is this situation like exploding gold coins and exploding superb equipment?

Ouyang Rong suddenly stretched out his hand to the front stall, and Xie Lingjiang obediently returned the sword to the sheath and handed it to the senior brother.

Ouyang Rong didn't draw his sword, looked at the scabbard and hilt, and suddenly seemed to see an engraving somewhere in the scabbard.

It seems to be a "Wu" character.

"Uh-huh."

He snorted, turned his head and beckoned, calling his men to the side.

At present, as long as the sword is from a well-known sword shop or sword furnace, almost all of them have a special engraving, which can be regarded as a kind of craftsman inheritance, or an anti-counterfeiting mark.

Ouyang Rong asked the county government to invite an old craftsman with experience and eyesight to inspect this strange sword.

The old craftsman bowed his hand respectfully and said:

"Lord Yu, look at the engraving on this scabbard, this sword should be from the Guyue Sword Shop, but this kind of engraving is very old, and it has long been eliminated by the sword furnace craftsmen on the west bank of the butterfly.

"Since the Liujia family in Longcheng rebuilt the sword shop, the newly cast sword has been changed to a new engraving, but this sword looks at the opening of the front, brand new color, and you see this sword spike, from the sword spike workshop of the ancient Yue sword shop......

"This is a new sword, I don't know which furnace it comes from."

After the old craftsman gave his respects, he was taken down.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the sword, turned his head and glanced at Xie Lingjiang.

It's the Guyue Sword Shop again.

Ouyang Rong silently looked out the window, in the direction of the west bank of Butterfly Creek.

This time, taking advantage of the public trial, the Liu family was dismembered, although from the perspective of the people of Longcheng County, it has made the Liu family no different from the broken family.

The property and fertile land of the Longcheng Liu clan in the county, except for the Guyue Sword Shop, were all handed over, and they no longer caused blood sucking to Longcheng County.

But the Guyue Sword Shop, which was left alone, is still in the hands of the two brothers, Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin.

Previously, Ouyang Rong was not in a hurry, feeling that it was not too threatening.

But for now......

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned his head and said:

"In Longcheng County, there is no place outside the law."

Xie Lingjiang glanced at Senior Brother more.

……

Liu Ziwen's head and body were returned to the Liu family.

If Liu Ziwen is still alive, or if Quanxia is knowledgeable, he will definitely remember what he said in Yuanmingliu at the beginning, the dead are great.

Approaching the Midyear Festival, the Liu family had prepared some funeral things for their ancestors, but they didn't expect that they would be used by Liu Ziwen.

It's just that Liu Ziwen's case didn't end so easily.

The county government still has not closed the case of transporting the demon oil fried gate and cutting the ribbon to pretend to be a county order to assassinate the supervision envoy.

These two major cases were committed by the Liu family and the craftsmen of the sword shop because of the disappointment of the jade fairy.

It was still Liu Ziwen and the other Liu family conspiring, and the Jade Fairy just obeyed orders.

There is a world of difference.

If it is the latter, even if Liu Ziwen is still beheaded by an unknown qi practitioner, the Liu family will still be implicated, this is not just as simple as scattering all the family wealth to eliminate the disaster and surrendering, even if there is a guarantee from the Jiangzhou Assassin History, there is still no.

It's just that the Jade Fairy is in a state of unconsciousness right now.

lack of key incriminating evidence,

The Liu family's crimes, she should be the one who knows best.

In fact, this interrupted case is quite troublesome to investigate, and Ouyang Rong has prepared for the worst.

Although at the moment, the dismembered Liu family is no longer much of a threat to Longcheng County.

When the rainy season is completely over, and the Digong Gate and the Folding Wing Canal have resisted this rising water, then there will be no need to worry about the water control in Longcheng County in the past two years.

In this way, what Ouyang Rong had to do when he came down the mountain to Longcheng was almost completed, and he could look at the Pure Land Palace and consider going home......

However, in the past two days, Ouyang Rong found out that he didn't know if the Jade Maiden and the Liu family had offended the little junior sister fiercely

The little junior sister is very stubborn and serious about this case, and runs to the minister's house all day long, looking for a way for the Jade Fairy to wake up, wanting to pry open the Jade Fairy's mouth and end the assassination case of Di Gongzha blowing up and ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Although the true answer is vaguely clear in everyone's hearts.

In this regard, Ouyang Rong, who tried his best to re-invest in water control, of course, would not stop it, and he was quite encouraged......

this day.

Night falls.

The mansion of the Liu family.

In a mourning hall with white silk fluttering and white candles flickering, there was a cry.

The Xu family and other members of the Liu family wore filial piety clothes, and the mourning hall cried.

It's just that right now, the Liu family is on the cusp of the limelight, and it is a situation where everyone in the county is shouting and beating, and everyone is jumping out to bite a piece of meat.

The mourning hall was open from dusk to late at night, and few people came to offer incense to mourn.

Even the brothers of the Liu clan who were splitting up in the other rooms were nowhere to be seen.

On the mourning hall, there were few figures of Liu Zi'an, Liu Zilin, Xu and the old servant Liu Fu next to the coffin.

The cries of women and children became more and more empty.

"Sister-in-law, mourn."

Liu Zi'an's face was sad and he persuaded softly.

"Sister-in-law, listen to the second brother, go back and rest first."

Liu Zilin, who had a haggard face, also knelt on his knees and moved forward and persuaded him.

Xu's eyes were red with tears, and he shook his head sadly.

And they fell on their knees and wept for a while.

Liu Zi'an knelt up, his face became firmer, he took the initiative to comfort everyone, and led Liu Zilin and others to accompany the Xu family to guard the spirit.

Late in the evening, the crowd prepared to retreat for a while.

"Second brother, go back and rest for a while, don't be overly sad and drag yourself down, come back in the middle of the night."

Liu Zilin looked ahead and couldn't help but say:

"Now that the eldest brother is gone, you are the pillar of the family, and you must not lose, otherwise who will avenge the eldest brother......"

Liu Zian stubbornly shook his head, turned his back to Liu Zilin, and stared at Liu Ziwen's coffin in front of him.

"Let's go rest first, I'll accompany my eldest brother more."

He took a deep breath.

Liu Zilin and the other servants saw that the persuasion was fruitless, and after a short time, they retreated one after another.

That night, only Liu Zi'an and Xu and others were left to keep vigil with all their hearts, and until dawn, Xu was too tired, so he was taken to the back hall to rest, leaving Liu Zi'an alone.

Outside the mourning hall, after resting all night, Liu Zilin and others, who came in the morning, saw Liu Zi'an's tall and silent figure in front of the coffin in the mourning hall, and they all glanced at each other.

The suspicion in many people's eyes dissipated, and they all showed a little admiration and touching.

In the past few days, the Liu family, who was panicked because of Liu Ziwen's words before his death, unknowingly, people's hearts have calmed down a little.

Even if someone took over in the mourning hall in the morning, Liu Zi'an was still silent, not eating a grain of rice every night and a day, and continued to guard the spirits with Xu, Liu Zilin and others who came back one after another.

The figure knelt at the front of the coffin, wind and rain as before.

Towards the end of the evening, Liu Zi'an stood up silently and saw off the sporadic mourning guests with a tired face.

He rubbed his cheeks, and sent his third brother Liu Zilin and eldest sister-in-law Xu away with a little vague steps, and choked up with tears and persuaded him when he said goodbye.

If it weren't for the crumbling figure and being dissuaded by Liu Zilin and the Xu family, it is estimated that they would continue to dutifully send them back to the courtyard.

The mourning hall dispersed, and everyone returned to the courtyard

Liu Zi'an sighed softly, rubbed his tired face, and turned his head to send the people away.

He turned, and walked down the familiar winding corridor, back to his yard.

The yard is plain, and even seems a little empty.

Guy because the owner of the yard has lived a simple life for many years.

Liu Zi'an silently pushed open the door.

The bed in the back room is folded squarely.

The objects on the tables and cabinets are neatly arranged.

All show the self-discipline and cleanliness of the owner of the house.

After Liu Zi'an entered the house, he closed the door and did not light the lamp.

He walked straight and sat down in silence at a round table.

Outside the window, the sunset slowly shifts and even disappears.

Darkness began to take over the empty and silent room.

Liu Zi'an was dressed in a white filial piety dress, sat quietly for a while, stretched out his hand, and reached for the teapot.

Halfway through his hand, he paused, and his face was full of hideousness:

"Liu Ziwen, you're finally dead! It's good to die, it's good to die! ”

Something happened today, the mood is a little low, this chapter is a bit rushed, sorry brothers

(End of chapter)