It is said that the beggar gang was disrupted in the world of five dynasties and ten kingdoms, born in the midst of continuous disputes, rose in the Northern Song Dynasty, and in the late Southern Song Dynasty, the momentum developed to the peak, and the court relied on the beggars every time they resisted foreign enemies, but the beggar gang was also greatly hit by the rulers after that, and it declined.

But the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, although today, the beggar gang is not a million disciples, all over the river and beyond, but the number of disciples is still numerous, the south of the Yangtze River is rich, plus the green dragon helmsman has been operating for many years, the beggar gang can also be said to be all over the villages, towns and countryside in this Huzhou area.

Therefore, since Feng Xingyun wanted to act as a beggar, the first step was naturally to clean up his own righteous master, so that he could act cheaply, so the first thing he did when he came to Yanqing Town was to quietly wipe out these aborigines. Thinking that this Yanqing Town is just one of the countless towns on the outskirts of Huzhou City, and the people stationed are only those two or three disciples, and the seniority is no more than three bags, which is really too small for the famous "Yefeng".

To be reasonable, cleaning up these poor people who don't have much effort at all, for Feng Xingyun, there is really no sense of accomplishment at all, and even this deeply hits the pride and glory in his heart. However, he himself is too small compared to the big plan of the faction, and it is not at all insignificant.

Feng Xingyun just thought about it, and before he knew it, he had come to the left of the place where the corpse was buried, and when he looked closely, there was a strange red shadow bending over, turning over the land there. Feng Xingyun was shocked: "This place is because it is very deserted and almost uninhabited, so I chose to deal with it here, how could anyone appear today, it was not discovered something." Until the identity and purpose of this person are investigated, do not impulsively start other plans. Thinking of this, he took advantage of the time when the red shadow was concentrating on the land, and hid his figure again, hiding far away in the blind spot of the man's vision, observing the movement.

Feng Xingyun expected it to be good, this place is indeed inaccessible, and the villagers in this town rarely come, but just like the accident that hit Xiao Yun last night, Yanqing Town at this time is indeed full of accidents and changes because of the arrival of martial arts people from all sides. This red shadow is none other than Nangong Aolan, the third ranked after Xiao Yun and Qin Muhai among the seven scholars of the Xuanmen.

Nangong Aolan has always been resourceful, and although she is not as obsessed with external things as Ling Muyu, she is still very interested in her spare time when she has the opportunity.

After she came to Yanqing Town with her people yesterday evening, when she passed the market along the way, she was attracted by the smooth round stone of natural emerald green, and after informing her brothers, she went out alone, went out to collect wind and outing, and played in the water to pick up stones. It's just that yesterday was indeed a short time, and it was really not fun, and the sixth brother Ling Muyu still hadn't arrived, so there was nothing to do left and right, so Nangong got up early in the morning, went up the stream, and traveled back to find the source.

Wudang Bingxian Nangong Aolan is not comparable to the farmers, his steps are light, and before he knows it, he has walked far away, and he has come here.

"Huh, why do you feel a little weird out of place here?" Nangong Aolan's observation power has always been to bend down, caress the grass on it, and said in her heart: "Why does this piece of grass grow a little sluggish compared to other places. Sticking out his finger and thrust into the ground, "The dirt here seems to have been turned over at one time. As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers of his right hand, grabbed a blade of grass, and lifted it out vigorously.

The rhizome was pulled out by Nangong along with the soil, "Huh, this is all right, the soil here has been turned over, but the rhizome of the plant is intact and has not been damaged." Could it be that when someone turns the soil, the entire soil surface is completely opened, and then re-covered as it is, so although the grass stem is not broken, after all, it has undergone a toss and hurt the vitality of the grass and trees. ”

Nangong Aolan had finished the investigation, straightened up, lowered his head slightly, dragged his chin with his right hand, and said in his heart: "The person who turned over the soil, it took so much effort, and it was not too troublesome to restore this place, thinking that it must be done by ordinary people, and it must be to cover up some very secret things." Looking at the traces, I thought that it would happen not long ago. ”

"Since we have met the Seven Scholars of Xuanmen, then no matter whether you are hiding good or bad things, I, Nangong Auran, am ready to meddle in my affairs. As he spoke, he found a large branch beside him and used it as a shovel to get up.

The flying dirt splashed on Nangong Aolan's red clothes from time to time, leaving a little spot, but Nangong Aolan didn't know it, at this time she just wanted to explore the truth behind this strange and secret thing.

As Nangong Aolan continued to dance the wooden stick in his hand, the soil layer was gradually moved and disappeared. With Nangong Aolan's exclamation, the digging action stopped, and the excavated soil splashed around, and in the center of the divine pit, there was a human right hand.

Fortunately, Nangong Aolan is not a young lady who is raised in the deep boudoir and does not leave the house, after her own door was killed by traitors, it has been more than ten years since she worshiped under the Wudang Gate, and she has already grown into a heroine in charge of the rivers and lakes.

She gathered her mind and continued to follow the right hand, cleaning up the whole picture little by little, and after half a cup of tea, what was exposed in front of Nangong Aolan was nothing else, it was three complete male corpses.

"Judging by the level of decay, it should have been more than three days. Seeing that these people are in tattered clothes and skinny as wood, they should be either poor peasants or beggars in the neighborhood. The more Nangong Aolan analyzed, the greater the doubts in her heart, "Obviously it's not for money, but if it's an ordinary grudge in the township, it shouldn't be so painstaking to hide and bury the body, huh?"

Nangong Aolan found that the three corpses were also carrying cloth bags around their waists, three on the left and two on the other two. "This? is a cloth bag that only the disciples of the Beggar Gang will bear, in this way, these three people are low-level disciples in the Beggar Gang, this is not a neighborhood grudge, but a vendetta in the rivers and lakes!"

"On the three corpses, there are no other scars, they are all the same sword marks, and they are directly killed, and there is only one person who shoots, but the martial arts are extremely high. Nangong Aolan felt that this matter was really unusual: "If there is really a martial arts master who has a grudge with the beggar gang, I don't think I would have slaughtered such a lowly disciple, if these three people inadvertently offended him, and he killed people to vent his anger, then he would not bury the corpses for them so secretly and cover the traces." ”

Nangong Aolan thought after carefully examining the sword wound: "From the scar of this sword momentum, I can't tell which family or faction it came from, so I can only go back and tell the senior brother, hoping that they can see some clues from it." As he spoke, he went back to the way he came, "This place is sparsely populated, I will go and return quickly, presumably the corpse will not frighten any passers-by." Speaking of true anger, he hurried back to the Yanqing Town Hotel. "Alas, it would be good if Sixth Brother Ling and I were here together, with his knowledge, he would definitely be able to see the origin of this murderer. ”

In Yanqing Town, where the Seven Scholars of Xuanmen stayed, "Senior Brother, Second Brother Qin, what time did they come back last night, why are they so tired, it's going to be too late, and they haven't woken up yet." Qi Qinggui's voice came out, and Huan's unique voice was still so recognizable.

Lu Mengshuang said on the side: "I think it must have been last night, the second brother pestered the senior brother to learn, the senior brother was stubborn, looking at this situation, the two of them are afraid that they haven't slept all night." You keep quiet, but don't get into the fight. ”

"Alas, it's good to be a senior brother, free and easy, you can do whatever you want, if I don't return overnight, I'm afraid that the next day in my sleep, I will have to be woken up by you directly to ask for an understanding, and then scold me. Qi Qinggui said indignantly, but his voice had already decreased significantly.

"Can you talk about it?" Lu Mengshuang gently knocked on Qi Qinggui's head, "Usually, when Sixth Brother Ling's kid is here, why don't you talk to him, even when your Senior Sister Nangong is there, you don't seem to talk so much." When Lu Mengshuang said this, she paused deliberately, and then said: "What's the matter, the senior brother and the second senior brother are not here, and your senior sister Nangong is not here, just me, Lu Mengshuang, can't stop you?"

Qi Qinggui became more and more nervous the more he spoke, and hurriedly waved his hand and objected: "Of course this is not the case, I am also close and respectful to you, Senior Sister Lu." ”

Yi Hang looked at the seventh brother who was nervously explaining, and said with a smile: "Okay, seventh brother, ten years have passed, whether we are deliberately teasing you, or are we really angry, you still can't hear it." Don't be unbalanced in your heart, the eldest brother and the second brother are learning martial arts, improving their skills, and working hard all night without returning, we should feel admired, like the senior brothers. I dare to pack a ticket, if you really forget yourself because of your hard work, and you don't return all night, even Senior Sister Nangong won't say a word about you. ”

"Okay, seventh brother, senior sister is teasing you. Lu Mengshuang continued Yi Hang's words and said: "No matter what, you are much better than the sixth brother of Ling Muyu Ling, who is still nowhere to be seen, when is this, and let us all worry about him, there is not even a letter, it is your senior sister Nangong, there is no one in the early morning, I don't know where to play." ”

"I'm not just playing. In other words, even if it is simply to play, but the discovery of this trip to play is not simple at all. As the three of them were talking, the door of the hall was pushed open suddenly, and before they could see anyone clearly, Nangong Aolan's voice had clearly reached everyone's ears.

Lu Mengshuang's words were interrupted, and she was faintly dissatisfied, but she just said coldly: "I'm back." Qi Qinggui on the side suddenly seemed very energetic, and when he saw Nangong Aolan coming back, he hurriedly asked: "Senior sister, where have you gone to play, and what interesting things have you found, take it out and show it to me." ”