The body is in a different place, and the blood is splattered on the long street. The people around him ran away, only the cracks in the houses on both sides of the street looked out with sparkling eyes...... The well-raised steed "Jade Lion in the Night" did not run away, but stood beside Chu Sanlang's half-cut corpse, roaring in a low voice, and occasionally bowed his head and arched, as if he wanted to wake up his master.

It's a pity that the Si people are gone forever and their souls are destroyed.

Sou!

The gray shadow flashed out, and the stinky monk appeared on the scene. He came quickly, suddenly appeared, and was so frightened that the jade lion screamed in fright, and almost spread his hooves and walked away.

The stinky monk's eyes were like torches, his eyes swept down, and he was clear for a moment, and he recited the Buddha's name "Anitabha Buddha", his expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he muttered: "The flying sword is decapitated, the soul and the gods are destroyed, and the reincarnation is cut off; ”

After speaking, if he was aware, he raised his head, and saw a sparrow perched under the eaves of a nearby roof, a small man, with indifferent feathers, but its eyes were very anthropomorphic and showed a thoughtful contemplative color.

"Jizhou Chenghuang, he's also here......"

The stinky monk is an extraordinary person, and when he saw it, he immediately understood. It was a wisp of divine thought possessed by the Jizhou City God, who came to watch.

Obviously, the sparrow also felt the stinky monk's gaze, turned his head, looked at him, bowed his head slightly, and gestured to his heart.

The stinky monk looked at it, and said in his heart: It's too late, the flying sword has already flown away without a trace, and the other party has made a sharp move, leaving no clues, even if they have a variety of magic powers that are good at pursuing, it is difficult to search, and it is not even sure whether the sword is in Jizhou.

After a little groaning, he stopped lingering, and with a flash, his body disappeared out of thin air.

When some witnesses saw it, their eyes were straight, and they all thought that they had seen the legendary "land fairy." ”

The stinky monk left, and the sparrows under the eaves then fluttered their wings and fluttered towards the City God Temple.

After another quarter of an hour, Chu Sanlang's two healthy servants followed at a hurry, and they were very surprised to see the empty streets, but when they saw the jade lion of the night lingering on the scene, as well as the blood all over the ground, and the corpse with a different head, they immediately cried out bitterly.

One of them had a poor psychological endurance, his legs were weak, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and cried: "It's over, it's over, the young master has been killed......"

The other is also scattered, and his mind is blank: the young master is dead, how can they, as followers, withstand the thunderous wrath of the master?

About half an hour later, a large number of officials who heard the news blocked the entire street and began to collect human and physical evidence; Later, Chu Zhizhou, who had a dead gray face, arrived with hundreds of personal soldiers, and when he saw the tragic state of Chu Sanlang's body covered by a white cloth, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he was crumbling, but fortunately, the cronies next to him supported him in time, so he didn't fall...... "The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, and the sky makes me the queen." ”

With a sigh in his heart, two lines of turbid tears flowed from the corners of Chu Zhizhou's eyes, and he seemed to be five years old in an instant.

...... I remember that in later generations, a famous person said such a sentence: "Life should not wait until the decisive battle to clean up the opponent, in the aisle, I will also kill a few ......"

As above, it is in line with Ye Junsheng's mood.

He was now sitting in the large cafeteria of the academy, dealing with a piece of good meat with relish, until his mouth was greasy. But there is no doubt that the food level of the college cafeteria is not half a star worse than that cooked by his sister Ye Junsheng himself.

Ye Junmei's culinary attainments are simply the same as Ye Junsheng's calligraphy level, and he is still improving every day, which is the most commendable. In her, it is most appropriate to paraphrase the phrase "the way of cooking, one word is 'heart'". Even if you just cook a bowl of very simple chicken noodle soup, it is painstaking, and when you eat it, it is naturally tender and delicious, and your teeth and cheeks are fragrant.

There are some things that really want to talk about talent.

Or when he was poor and scared before, Ye Junmei always had an almost pious attitude towards food, which made Ye Junsheng always sigh.

Of course, with Ye Junsheng's life experience, he does not have high requirements for diet, he eats delicious food happily, and his general diet can also be eaten in his mouth. "Why not eat minced meat", I'm afraid only the emperor's house will appear.

"Jun Sheng, are you still in the mood to eat meat?"

Huang Chaozhi's voice, he and Liu Tianchen walked over quickly, sweat on their foreheads, as if they had been looking for Ye Junsheng for a long time.

Ye Junsheng took a mouthful of rice and put it in his mouth, and said: "One person's plan is to eat, and when you are hungry, you naturally need to eat." ”

"Jun Sheng, you are so calm, before that Chu Yanei rushed out of the academy in a rage, I was afraid that he would be determined to deal with you, and sooner or later he would attack. ”

Liu Tianchen hurriedly said - the matter of Chu Sanlang's blood splashing on the long street has not yet been reported back to the academy at this time.

Ye Junsheng sighed, and said helplessly: "Tianchen, Chaozhi, you should know a lot about Chu Yanei's personality, he is determined to get along with me, what can I do?"

This question made the two of them speechless: yes, if Chu Sanlang insisted on dealing with Ye Junsheng, with such a huge difference in the family background and identity of the two, Ye Junsheng really had no good way. The stone is going to smash the egg, what can the egg do?

As for letting Ye Junsheng go to beg Chu Sanlang to raise his noble hand, but as the so-called "Shi can be killed but not humiliated", where would Ye Junsheng lower his head?

Huang Chaozhi said: "Junsheng, you have to be favored by Gu Xuezheng, you might as well ask him to mediate one or two." ”

Ye Junsheng smiled bitterly: "Chaozhi, Master Gu is in a high position and is busy with affairs, how can we see each other and respond to any request?"

That's right, in the officialdom, Huang Chaozhi, who was not easy to handle, had a tight face and stomped his feet fiercely: "What should I do?

Ye Junsheng said with a smile: "When I was a child, I met a Taoist priest who traveled to Fang, and he counted his life, saying, 'My life is tough, and I depend on good and evil', and I won't be so easy to be killed." ”

Huang Chaozhi and Liu Tianchen looked at each other, and were truly speechless: At this time, Ye Junsheng actually moved out of the fortune-telling theory...... But then again, in the moment of resignation, you may have to comfort yourself.

"Oh no, no, no!"

At this moment, the lifelong member rushed into the cafeteria, and even his headscarf was crooked to the side because of the rush of running.

This shout immediately attracted all the attention, and the brush fell on him, and saw what he would say.

"Chu Saburo was assassinated, his head was in a different place, and he died on the street!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the huge canteen was as silent as death, and a huge exclamation broke out in an instant, followed by silence...... Chu Saburo was killed, how could it be?

Who would dare to kill him!

Oh my God, is the world going crazy?

This time, isn't Jizhou going to make a lot of trouble...... The crowd was shocked by the news and immediately lost interest in talking about it.

...... Bang!

A bookcase was overturned by a huge force, and many of the four treasures of the study fell everywhere:

"Rice buckets, all rice buckets!"

Chu Zhizhou's roaring voice was like thunder, and he responded for a long time in the hall of the mansion. Under the lobby, the black pressure was full of people kneeling, all of whom were officials of all sizes in Jizhou.

"When there was a murder on the street, in front of everyone's eyes, you actually said that no one saw the murderer's murder weapon, is it really that Lord Ben is dead?"

Chu Zhizhou couldn't help but be angry, and the pain of losing his son was already in his heart. Now hundreds of arresters, government officials, and officers and soldiers have been dispatched, but they have not found anything at the scene, and they have asked dozens of witnesses, and their caliber is even more clueless, saying that when they saw a little sunlight flashing, Chu Sanlang's head was broken...... When will the light be able to kill?

What kind of person can have such courage and such ruthless methods?

Damn it!

I really deserve to be killed!

A mouthful of sullen breath froze between his henchmen, Chu Zhizhou's face turned iron-blue, and in the end, he couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Your Excellency!"

"What's wrong with you, sir?"

"Adult's Day mourning changes ......"

Some very routine words of concern came into the ears, and the noise was mixed, which not only did not make the mood better, but added a bit of depression and grievance.

Chu Zhizhou waved his hand and said weakly: "You continue to check ......" as he spoke, supported by the guards, and turned to the back hall to rest.

After he left, a group of officials, big and small, you look at me, I look at you, and finally sighed in unison. Don't talk nonsense, arch your hands, scatter things, and perform their duties: Chu Sanlang died, and Lord Zhizhou was the last man, and in Jizhou City, it was really a major event that the sky collapsed.

In an instant, the various departments were operating at an unprecedented high speed, with astonishingly high efficiency -- the gates on all sides were closed early, heavily guarded, and not a single fly could fly...... Riding fast horses and whipping, they ran through the streets of the city like a storm, and the wind of arrest and pursuit became tighter and tighter...... On the Zhizhou Mansion, Chu Zhizhou had just drunk a cup of ginseng tea to replenish his spirit. His head suddenly hurt, and countless clues were like a tossing wave, rising and falling, and it was not clear - a little light flew by, and his son was killed, how could it be?

Could it be that that little bit of light is not a mortal means?

Suddenly, Chu Zhizhou thought of such a possibility, and his heart was awe-inspiring. Taking a long breath, the Qi Nourishing Kung Fu cultivated by decades of official Taoism played a role at a critical moment, so that his emotions slowly stabilized: his son died, it is an indisputable fact, and his head was cut off, even if the Great Luo Immortal is there, he can't take it back and be resurrected and reborn...... Then, the most important thing for the family to do now is to catch the murderer, cut it with a thousand knives, avenge his son's hatred, and comfort his son's spirit in the sky.

Unusual light, extraordinary human means...... A few clips flashed in his mind, and Chu Zhizhou suddenly remembered someone: Yes, it's him, I want to ask the stinky monk to understand. Didn't there be a confession before that this person appeared on the street afterwards?

(To be continued)