Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Case of the Zhou Mansion Destroying the Gate

"By the way, junior brother, I remembered, Master has a case for you to handle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Jiang Weihan's voice pulled the wind back from the state of talking to himself.

"I, among the four of our masters and apprentices, I am not a headcatcher, and the old man of the mountain instructed me to be addicted, so in the morning I was asked to go to the shabby inn he opened to sweep the floor, and in the afternoon I was asked to handle the case! The wind twisted his head and said angrily.

Jiang Weihan said expressionlessly: "Zhou Yan, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, died at home, and the whole family was wiped out, the master said, you have handled this case well, and you will be the head catcher when you come back, the salary and the court are superimposed, and there are ......benefits during the New Year's holidays."

Before he finished speaking, the wind was gone, and there was only one Taishi chair left in the same place, which had been swaying, and he was so anxious that he forgot to take the sword, and the quaint cyan sheath sword was still lying quietly on the bookcase, inconspicuous.

Jiang Weihan shook his head and smiled, stood up and walked to the door, and gently closed the door.

The world outside the door was dim with some orange yellow, and the fiery clouds in the west were like blood-red blood spots, vaguely unable to see clearly, and the eastern sky was already dark blue and black.

The sunset is good, near dusk.

When the sun goes down, it's supposed to be time to go home for dinner, and there should be fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street.

A quiet alley in the west of the city, where there were occasional pedestrians on weekdays, was still extremely crowded at this time, and the alley, which could only accommodate a horse-drawn carriage to travel widely, was now standing in twos and threes, most of them stretched their necks and looked into the depths of the alley.

All the gates and small gates have long been blocked, and the blue-clothed catchers are in and out of the alley, and the alley, which is not spacious, has become even more crowded.

I heard that in this alley, there was a big and small official, said big, put it in the field, it was the master who stomped and stomped the ground, said small, put it in Chang'an City, maybe one day on the street to go shopping three or five times.

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Zhou Yan.

It is the prosperous years, Chang'an is the center of this prosperity, the court up and down the high-grade civil and military generals are the world's first-class figures, assassinating them itself is not an ordinary person can do, not to mention, the headquarters of the six doors is Chang'an, dare to assassinate the court officials at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is equivalent to slapping the face of the six doors, that to face the anger of the entire six doors.

People in the rivers and lakes with martial arts, light skills are ten miles longitudinal, chasing the stars and catching the moon with a glimpse of the light, ordinary masters can also beat a dozen or twenty strong men, ordinary officials can't hold them at all, and most of the Jianghu sects protect their shortcomings, and it is not easy to take them.

Therefore, it is often said that people in the rivers and lakes live outside the royal law, and chivalry violates the prohibition with martial arts, which is what it says.

However, today's prosperous atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty is orderly and not chaotic at all, just because of the existence of six doors.

The Tang Dynasty cultivated both civil and military, the six doors and the Da Nei Palace have their own martial arts heritage, when the founding of the People's Republic of China, Emperor Taizong was enforced and powerful, and the atmosphere was magnificent, attracting many top masters in the rivers and lakes to work for it.

These top martial arts have been passed down for several generations, and they have become masters in the public gate, so they don't need to run around for a living, they only need to concentrate on learning martial arts ********, and over time, the six doors of the Tang Dynasty have become almost the strongest sect.

Therefore, ordinary people in the rivers and lakes will not easily provoke the six gates, and Chang'an City has not had this kind of mess for many years.

This time, there was a solid chaos, and a mess was a tragedy for a court official.

This murderer is either an absolute madman or a top master.

Chang'an City has not had such an exciting thing for many years, some people are panicked and closed doors, and naturally there are those who are bold and curious, standing in the alley while chatting and ready to inquire about the progress at any time, and the passers-by are sometimes attracted by it to stay together, more and more, it has become like this.

I saw the bustling alley from afar, and when I got closer, there were many people in the crowd who came to eat while waiting for melons, and I couldn't help but gasp when the wind was blowing, turned around quietly, and walked away around the wall.

After going around for half a circle, he finally found a corner where no one was around, and the wind jumped up, like a leaf, and fell lightly into the courtyard of Zhou Yan's house.

In the shadow of the corner of the wall, two bright knife lights lit up, and the sky was already so dark that there was a little light left, and the knife light reflected the skylight, bright and shining, which looked very dazzling.

As soon as the wind raised his feet and didn't touch the ground, he didn't have time to think about it, his fingers flicked twice, and then he took a half-step back on tiptoe, leaning his back against the wall and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

With two crisp sounds, two long knives flew out with a whirlwind, and two people, one fat and one thin, came out of the shadows.

The fat man's body is bloated and more than that bag, his face is fat, even when he is not smiling, his face seems to be smiling, the thin man is really thin, not tall, but also thin into a skeleton, no matter where the whole body touches it, it will feel like a hand.

Both of them were wearing blue clothes with six doors, and when they saw the wind blowing, they both looked embarrassed.

Feng Yiyang was stunned for a moment, glared and said, "Hunger strike, eat buns, are you two?"

The two people known as Ah Fat and Ah Thin were also surprised when they saw Feng Yiyang, and when they heard Feng Yiyang speak, they stepped forward and saluted in unison: "My subordinates have seen Lord Sword Immortal." ā€

Feng Yiyang waved his hand and said with a smile: "You also come to call me Sword Immortal, we have known each other for so long, don't you panic when you call me Sword Immortal?"

The two are Feng Yiyang's friends who met in the early years of Liumen, the thin man is called the end of the world, and the meaning is peerless, but because he is too thin, he is nicknamed by Feng Yiyang to eliminate food, and the fat man is called Ou Chimo, who was originally born in a scholarly family, and his name is quite elegant, but he was nicknamed Ou Eat Bun by Feng Yiyang, and he made up a pair of food and food.

The two were originally worried that they would turn their faces and not recognize people after they became famous, and they had been thinking about how to salute when they met, but they were worried for a few days, and by chance, they met here.

Originally, they were still embarrassed, but when they heard Feng Yiyang's tone of voice the same as usual, the two of them suddenly put their hearts at ease and surrounded them together, hooked their shoulders and backs, squeezed their eyebrows and made their eyes, hehe smiled, all with a happy face.

Feng Yiyang pushed the two of them away, one of them gave a kick in the buttocks, and scolded with a smile: "You two guys, don't give Lao Tzu a trap first, let me ask you, why did you want to cut me when I jumped in just now?"

Ou Chimo was kicked, screamed and covered his ass and said, "Ah!~~ Brother Yang, you kicked me again." ā€

Saying that, Ou Chimo jumped to the side, twisted his head and ass to the side vigorously, carefully wiped the shoe prints on his buttocks, the flesh on his face was squeezed together, his expression was crying, and he whispered: "Careless in making friends, careless in making friends." ā€

He patted his ass disapprerovingly, sighed, stepped forward and said:

"Brother Yang, you don't know, the murderer this time is evil, we have been checking for a day and there are no clues, so we just ambush and squat, in case the murderer comes back, we can't just catch it, who would have thought of bumping into you, hey, why don't you go through the door." ā€