Chapter Seventy-Seven: Life Hangs by a Thread
Yang An woke up after sleeping for three hours, and the matter was not done, Yang An really couldn't sleep, so he got up and wandered around the street. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Yang An thought he got up early, but when he got to the street, he found that the stall was already up, Yang An was immersed in this lively atmosphere, hoping to go on forever.
As he walked, suddenly a medicinal fragrance wafted into his nose, and Yang An looked up and saw that it was the Medicine Immortal Hall, so he walked straight in.
"Guest officer, come to buy medicine so early!"
"Do you have arsenic for sale here?" Yang An asked.
"Yes, there is, but our arsenic here is more expensive than elsewhere, because it is made by our host, and the price is twice as high as ordinary arsenic!" said the man, very proud.
"Okay, then I'll take a look!"
"How much?"
"Half a catty!"
"Guest officer, you joked, arsenic can't be purchased more than eight yuan at a time, and our boss has a special rule that it can't exceed four yuan. ”
"Then four dollars!" Yang An had never bought it, thinking that half a catty was already very little, but he didn't expect that the purchase of arsenic was all based on money.
As soon as Yang An came out, he realized that something was wrong and walked straight to a remote place. smiled and said, "Could it be that I, Yang An, am going to be patronized by thieves again today?"
"Are you really Yang An?"
"That's right, who are you?" Yang An saw that he was burly and had no blade in his hand.
"Although you haven't seen me, you must be familiar with my name, Han Zheng, the leader of the monument!"
Yang An touched his forehead and said with a smile: "There is a sentence I want to say, but I am a little embarrassed!"
"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”
"Maybe it's a lonely and unheard, but I really haven't heard of it. ”
"Then, today you will never forget!"
Han Zheng rushed forward, Yang An only felt a powerful force coming towards him, since Yang An's debut, in addition to the confrontation with the six monks in Songshan, count once, this is the second time, Yang An did not dare to underestimate, but he was not afraid, he took it seriously, and actually took three steps back.
"The legendary Xuanji Zi Yang An is nothing more than that!" Han Zheng said disdainfully.
"You are indeed good, the people I have met since my debut may be the most powerful among you, but you are not qualified to kill me Yang An. Yang An also made a killing move.
"Oh, then you can take a few more slaps from me!"
"Why not try!"
Han Zheng took out another palm, although this palm was strong, but it was not as fast as just now, Yang An was prepared, and did not make a hard connection with him, avoiding the palm force, pulling out the sword in his hand, and slashing his arm, but he didn't expect him to dodge, Yang An's sword was like cutting on a boulder, and it slashed through. And Han Zheng just tore through his clothes, revealing the glittering metal.
"Although my sword may not really be called sharpened like clay, it is also extremely sharp, and the iron ring you bring should not be an ordinary ring!" Yang An was very confident in his sword.
"That's right, just for you. ”
"So, you're here to kill me?"
"Originally, it was not time to kill you, but since you are here, it will not be difficult for me to run around again, and solve it together, wouldn't it be happy?"
"I think, you're going to be disappointed!" Yang An took the initiative this time, and made more than a dozen moves in a row, all of which were full of internal strength. There are a lot of moves that seem to have little effect when you don't have enough internal strength, but once your internal strength is increased, the power you use is unimaginable. Seven years ago, Yang An was on Songshan Mountain, and Xuantian Zhenqi was only in its infancy, and he didn't have the opportunity to study swordsmanship moves, but after eight years, and Yang An had observed Guo Zhanyue and Miao Qianzhu's swordsmanship, his understanding of swordsmanship was no longer comparable to that year.
With more than a dozen swords in a row, Han Zheng fought with a strange iron ring on his wrist, sword after sword, and Yang An stopped after fifteen swords. I saw a few pieces of iron fall from Han Zheng's left hand.
"It seems that I was indeed wrong, Xuanjizi really has some skills, even Ugin can cut it, but I see how you can break the Ugin ring in my right hand. ”
"Good!"
Yang An then took out his sword, but at this time, Han Zheng no longer had his right hand to directly resist, but only knocked sideways, and it was very flexible, which was unexpected by Yang An, at first Yang An attacked, but now it can only be split in five or five.
Since his moves are so flexible, it is impossible to have protection at the joints, so it is better to hit his joints, but Yang An found that this idea could not be realized at all, because Yang An could only attack one or two moves out of ten moves with a sword in his hand.
Yang An said in his heart: Where did this master come from, so powerful, but I had never heard of it before, there were no flaws in the internal strength of the moves, if it weren't for the Xuantian True Qi Protector Yang An would have been defeated.
"Poof", Yang An was punched in the chest, the true qi in his body churned, and he was hit three times in succession, and what was even more unlucky was the rebound of Xuantian true qi, which seemed to have no effect on him, and Yang An used all his strength to stop the opportunity to lower his interest rate.
"Why the hell did you kill me?" Yang An asked as he breathed.
"Since you're also dying, I might as well tell you who you offended a few months ago in Baiyun Temple?"
"You mean Jia Yidao?"
"You're smart!"
"That's good, if you die later, who will I ask?" Yang An forced a few chuckles.
"When you die, you have to say crazy words, suffer death!" Han Zheng punched again, Yang An did not dodge or dodge, the punch hit the chest, and his right hand pinched his left hand, Han Zheng hit with his right hand, and it was entangled with Yang An's left hand.
"Do you want to fight for internal force?" Han Zheng suddenly panicked, because he had already felt the other party's internal force surging over like a storm.
"That's right, don't try, you can't withdraw anymore, I said it, it's not so easy to kill me Yang An!" Yang An seemed to be crazy.
"Good, good, this is a decent opponent!" Han Zheng was not afraid at all.
Yang An has Xuantian True Qi, naturally he is not afraid, he has already understood the third layer of Xuantian True Qi, the only thing he is worried about now is what the master said: You have used the third layer of Xuantian True Qi, he will have heavenly punishment in the future, this calamity can be used by the master to help you resolve it in every way, if you use the third layer in the future, it will be a god and a lack of skills.
If you don't use it, you will die, and if you use it, there will be a curse, Yang An really doesn't know how to choose.
"Brother Yang, I'm here to help you!" As soon as the words fell, Yang An felt that the other party's internal force was suddenly withdrawn, and when he withdrew his hand, Han Zheng had already fallen to the ground.
"Brother Yang, are you alright?" Sakura asked.
How could Yang An be fine, he was hit by Han Zheng four or five punches in a row, and just now he relied on his own internal force to suppress it, and at this time, as soon as the external force was released, his own internal force began to dissipate, and a large mouthful of blood spit out. However, Han Zheng's injuries were more serious than his, and he was completely unable to move, and even had hallucinations.
Yesterday, all kinds of scenes appeared in front of his eyes: I am a killer, a killer who has killed countless people, I was invincible in the world twenty years ago, but I didn't expect that after twenty years, all people will forget me. Also, wasn't the purpose of retiring from the rivers and lakes in the first place to be forgotten? But now he is back in his old business, and the funny thing is that the first transaction he took his own life. Maybe it's time for me to let go, and after killing so many people, it's time to atone for my sins. No, I can't lie down, I want to save Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, you wait for me, wait for me......
Suddenly, all the images in front of Han Zheng's eyes disappeared, and he heard someone talking.
"Brother Yang, why did you save him, he wanted to kill you!"
"He wants to kill me, but he doesn't want to destroy the foreign barbarians of my Great Song Dynasty, now, in my Yang An's heart, only the Mongols who exterminate my race are enemies, save him, and the Great Song Dynasty will have more strength!" Yang An said and withdrew his hand that transmitted internal force.
"I don't know what you think!"
"He should be alive, his injuries are up to him, let's go!" Yang An said.
"Where are you going?"
"Go back to the inn, I want to breathe!"
Yang An returned to the inn, meditated for three hours, and Yang An came out when he was about to eat dinner.
"Brother Yang, are you okay?"
"Well, it's much better!"
"It's all your fault, if you run out alone, you will be so seriously injured, if I am here, then why Han Zheng will not dare to make a move! Seriously, I only thought that his martial arts were unfathomable when I saw him before, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, even Brother Yang, you were almost planted in his hands, if he came out to walk the rivers and lakes, I saw that your position as the third master of the rivers and lakes would have to be moved back. Sakura kept talking, but Yang An didn't seem to listen at all.
"Brother Yang, what are you thinking?" Sakura asked.
"Ah!" Yang An woke up like a dream and said, "I suddenly thought that you said that Lord Song suddenly fell ill while investigating a case, do you remember what case it was?"
"It's been a few months, how can I remember it clearly, but there is one person who definitely remembers!"
"Who?"
"The head catcher of the Criminal Punishment Mansion!"
"Let's go find him!"
Sakura takes Yang to the vicinity of a dilapidated house.
"He's also a head catcher, so he lives in this place?" Yang An asked.
"It's good to have a place like this, what kind of year do you think this is?"
"That's right!"
When he arrived at the house, Zhang Zhutou treated people with great enthusiasm, poured tea himself, and asked, "Miss Sakura, why are you here?"
"This is Yang An Yang Gongzi, Lord Song's apprentice, who was ordered by Lord Shangshu to investigate the death of Lord Song, and there are some things I want to ask you!" Sakura said.
"Young Master Yang, excuse me!"
"Zhang Zhutou is polite, that is, to understand some of the things before the accident of my master, that is, Lord Song, Zhang Zhutou has been following Lord Song for many years, it should be very clear!"
"Most of them know, what does Yang Gongzi want to ask?"
"What was wrong with Master Song's life?"
"There's nothing abnormal, what else can you do when you're sick, most of them are lying in bed. ”
"I heard that Lord Song was sick when he was investigating the case, does Zhang Zhutou remember what the case was?"
"It's an ordinary case, the old man is sick in bed, and the sons are fighting for the family property, and the old lady is worried that they will do something out of the ordinary, no matter what they eat and drink, they will try it with a silver needle, and as a result, the old man is still poisoned to death. Hey, you asked me so I suddenly thought of a question, at that time, Lord Song said that it was poisoned at a glance, but it did not turn black when tested with a silver needle, so it was necessary to conduct an autopsy overnight!"
"Yes, yes, that's what Lady Song was sick that night!" Sakura continued.
"Isn't that the same as Lord Song's cause of death?" Yang An asked.
"yes, you don't know if you don't say it, it's true!"
"After that, Lord Song really hasn't left the mansion again?"
"I've been to Hunan once, and no one else may know about this, only I know, Lord Song won't let me tell others!" Zhang Zhutou said.
"When did Song-sama go?" Sakura still didn't believe it.
"Didn't Lord Song say that he lived in the Punishment Mansion for half a month, in fact, he didn't go to the Punishment Mansion at all but went to Hunan. ”
"I see, Lord Song didn't even tell Madame!"
"Then do you know what he was doing?" Yang An asked again.
"I only know that he went to the county government and went to find a woman named Li Yanfen. ”
"Okay, we're all clear, thank you Zhangtou. ”
On the way, Sakura asked, "Brother Yang, why don't you speak, do you also think that Lord Song is looking for a good match?"
Yang An glanced at her and didn't answer.
"Otherwise, why would he go all the way to see a woman?"
"You little girl, how old are you, why are you thinking about some messy things in your head? Let me ask you, what did he do when he went to see Xianghao and went to the county office, are you afraid that others will not know?"
"Then what did you say he was doing?"
"I don't know. Yang An slapped his forehead heavily and said, "I forgot to ask him how the case was closed?"
"No need to ask, in the Great Song Dynasty, there is no way to determine poisoning if the silver needle does not turn black, and there is no way to close the case, this is stipulated by Lord Song himself. ”
"I think we need to find out why the silver needle does not turn black on the one hand, and why Lord Song went to Hunan when he was seriously ill on the other hand. In this way, early tomorrow morning, you go to Lord Shangshu and ask him to repair a letter to the magistrate and ask the reason for the matter. On the other hand, go and see Lord Song's body and see if you can find out the mystery of the silver needle not being black!"
"Okay, but did you ever think it was that Han Zheng who did it?" Sakura asked.
"I've thought about it, but I don't think so, first of all, how did he make the deceased look like poisoned, and the silver needle couldn't come out! Secondly, he received Jia Nidao's money, and there was a reason to kill Lord Song, did he also kill the old man in the case that Zhang Zhutou just said, he can't have anything to do with the minister! Moreover, Han Zheng's martial arts are so high, there is no need to poison people to kill people!"
"What you said seems to make sense, it's really hard to understand, I'd better go to sleep!"
"This girl!"
Lying on the bed, calm and quiet, Yang An began to feel a little homesick again, and also a little thinking about Youqu, I don't know how they played at Youqu's house, and whether they went back. Speaking of which, I haven't had a ghost by my side these days, and I'm really a little uncomfortable, I'm used to having such a person around me, but suddenly it's gone, and my heart is empty, especially in the dead of night.