Xue Hongmei was noncommittal to Tang Ying's words, and said: "You are a member of the Midou Society, I have known this for a long time, Xiao Canglan once talked about this in front of everyone yesterday. I only care about one thing, the helmsman of the Midou Club Yuan is high and has never appeared on the rivers and lakes, do you really have the ability to convince him to help me make up for the shortcomings in the exercises?"

When Tang Ying heard Xue Hongmei talk about Xiao Canglan, her teeth itched for a while, and she sighed: "It was an extremely secret thing for me to join the Midou Club, Xiao Canglan said it in front of everyone, and it was not known if it was his recklessness, or if he had ulterior motives. ”

Xue Hongmei covered her mouth and sneered, "The Midou Society has unified the Shu Martial Arts, which is something that everyone in the world knows. Your Tang Sect is in Shudi, how can you get out of the relationship of the Midou Society, if you pretend that the two don't recognize each other, but there is something here that there is no silver three hundred taels. ”

Tang Ying's face was a little uncomfortable, and said: "I came to Chang'an this time because I was entrusted by the helmsman of Yuan, if you can make great contributions to the Midou Society, you will naturally have a great future in the future." Chief Yuan is a broad-minded person, his old man is proficient in the book of dissolving stasis, if you have a blue eye, it is not impossible to teach the law to solve doubts. ”

Xue Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief, "I want to believe you." Please remember your promises, keep them in your head, and don't pretend that they didn't happen in the future. Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?"

One of her life's hopes is to make up for the shortcomings in her martial arts, and since the opportunity is in front of her, how can she easily miss it. Even if it was a phantom like a mirror, she had to try hard.

Tang Ying smiled slightly embarrassedly, "As the head of a faction, I naturally don't know how to speak and don't count, as for what we do next, you can just listen to me." ”

In order to ensure secrecy, he then used internal force to transmit a few words to Xue Hongmei. Xue Hongmei was shocked when she heard this, although she thought she was ruthless, but compared to this Tang Ying's methods, she was still far behind, and said in a daze: "Liu Yu met a ruthless character like you, his life is not good, and he will definitely be worse than death in the future!"

A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Tang Ying's mouth, "Then it depends on what help Miss Xue can provide me." ”

In the early morning of the next day, the news that nearly a hundred young disciples had been killed alarmed all the martial arts people stationed in Zhenyue Palace. Many leaders gathered in the two backyard rooms where the crime occurred to carefully examine the wounds on the deceased's body, but found that all the wounds had traces of deliberate destruction, making it difficult to guess the number of martial arts of the injured person.

These dead disciples came from many sects such as the Divine Fist Sect, the Biyan Gang and the Qingliangguan, all of which were the elites of the sects, and their sudden death in Zhenyue Palace this time undoubtedly made the heads of the various factions angry, and they were afraid that it would be difficult to face the Jiangdong Father when they returned in the future.

The forensic Zen master of Shaolin Temple has the highest status and prestige among the people, and he was promoted by everyone as the leader of this conference, and his status is already the leader of the martial arts alliance. In the eyes of everyone, he should be the main responsibility for solving this bloody case.

The heads of several sects whose disciples had been killed surrounded the Forensic Zen Master for a while, asking him to find the murderer so that the dead disciples could be blinded.

The forensic Zen master agreed to come down, he first thought of Xue Hongmei, and thought that it might be this demon girl, so he led the heads of various factions to the firewood room, but found that Xue Hongmei was still lying upright on the ground, not moving at all.

Xue Hongmei saw the old monk coming, and shouted: "Old bald donkey, you let me go quickly, otherwise you won't die well!"

The forensic monk looked at her coldly, as if he had already seen through her thoughts, "Where are the two disciples guarding you now, why have they disappeared? Say, did you kill those people in the backyard? If the girl confesses honestly, the poor monk can guarantee that no one will embarrass you, otherwise the poor monk will be difficult to control the bitter masters of the various sects, and the result will probably be a little bad for the girl." ”

Xue Hongmei roared: "They spoiled the old lady and went to the backyard to drink, as for where they went, you ask others to go! As for the backyard, hehe, you ordered my acupoint, how can I get by!?"

She was secretly glad in her heart that she had to deal with the traces with Tang Ying last night, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable at this time.

Because the wounds she had left on the chest and abdomen of the two male disciples with her fingernails were so long that it was difficult to conceal them, it was immediately clear that she had done it. And these two people are specifically responsible for guarding her, and the sudden violent death is undoubtedly not conducive to her concealing her identity. Therefore, yesterday, Tang Ying used corpse powder to melt the corpses of the two male disciples in front of her, and there was not even the blood and water that flowed on the snow.

Therefore, Xue Hongmei expected that the forensic Zen master was only testing himself, and he had no way of knowing the facts, so he dared to have the courage to argue.

The forensic Zen master ignored Xue Hongmei's nonsense, came to the woman's side, sniffed carefully, and found that there was no smell of blood, and his brows were even more suspicious.

Seeing this, Xue Hongmei smiled and said: "The old monk is not ashamed at such an age, and he is narcissistic about the beauty of the old lady. Come and unlock the old lady's acupoint and feed you!"

The forensic Zen master is a monk who has cultivated to a high level, and listening to her flirtatious like this, her old face turned red in an instant.

The heads of the various factions standing behind him also forced a smile, wanting to see how the old monk would respond. Only Tang Ying, the head of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, always maintained a serious expression, as if he hadn't heard anything.

However, the forensic Zen master did not reprimand Xue Hongmei, and his face quickly recovered from Gujing Bubo. He took out a few fingers in a row, reinforcing the true qi in the acupoints of various points on Xue Hongmei's body, and even the dumb points of this woman were also pointed.

This time, Xue Hongmei is afraid that it will be difficult to humiliate him again.

He turned around and led everyone out of the firewood room, and then went to the abandoned house behind the latrine to find Cui Baoying, only to see Cui Baoying's mouth full of, he couldn't help frowning, so he ordered several Shaolin disciples who came over to come forward to clean it, and he took everyone to leave the waste house and come to the courtyard.

The case was confusing, and the forensic Zen master sighed lightly and glanced at the people in front of him, "Which of you has an idea?"

Su Qing, the hall master of Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, took the lead and said: "The murderer only killed people in the backyard, but he didn't dare to come to the front yard to make trouble, which shows that he is not a first-class martial arts master, and he doesn't dare to be the enemy of us old guys." ”

The forensic monk nodded and looked at the others, "Who else has an opinion, might as well speak it up for everyone to hear?"

While everyone was looking at each other, a young disciple suddenly walked out of the crowd and said in a hoarse voice: "I know, I didn't fall asleep last night, and when I woke up at night, I just saw the assassin fleeing, and that person performed the Qiankun Lost Footwork of the Kongtong Sect. ”

This young man is Feng Po, the son of Feng Guyu, the head of Longhu Mountain, and his voice has become hoarse since he returned from Yongzhou, and his personality is much more stable than before. In the past few years, Feng Po has practiced martial arts hard, coupled with his calmness, he has already gained a good reputation among the younger generation of disciples, and he is already the leader of martial arts in the future. As soon as he spoke, he attracted everyone's attention.

After hearing Feng Po's words, Yunhe Zhenren of the Kongtong faction almost jumped up, but was stopped by his senior brother Yuhe Zhenren before he could speak. Yuhe Zhenren shook his head at his junior brother, signaling him not to be impulsive.

Since the disciples of Longhu Mountain did not suffer losses this time, the head Feng Gulu originally planned to laugh at the fire on the other side, but he did not expect that his ordinary and steady son would rush out to speak, and the "Qiankun Lost Footwork" mentioned by him came from the Kongtong faction, which may cause unnecessary misunderstandings among the Kongtong faction.

He ignored Yunhe Zhenren's actions, and immediately yelled at his son Feng Po: "Bastard, what can you know at a young age, in the dark night, you can't see your five fingers, how can you see clearly what kind of body technique the murderer is using? It's all nonsense here!"

Feng Po knew his father's thoughts, and hurriedly bowed to his father, "The child doesn't dare to speak, in fact, this Qiankun Lost Trace footwork is not only proficient in the disciples of the Kongtong Sect. Since the black and white shuangsha stole this secret book of Qiankun Lost Footwork from the Kongtong faction, there are a few more people on the rivers and lakes who are proficient in this kind of footwork, including Liu Yu, the head of the Sword Gate and the current guardian of Chang'an City!"