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Everyone followed the blood seal to the center of Taijiping outside the hall, but the scarlet disappeared at the bottom of the sword, one end of the eight iron cables was connected to the blue and black sword surface, and one end was locked in the iron ring along the ping, the rope chain danced with the wind, making a piercing friction sound, and the giant sword fell alone, proud and independent, as if enjoying the baptism of wind and rain, bathed in fear.

Xu Changfeng was puzzled: "What kind of blood is this, it has not yet appeared, how can it come out of thin air, and there is still residual warmth in the blood, it should have just been contaminated, but why can't the rain wash it away?"

Mo Baichuan felt that something was wrong, so he leaned over and probed it with his hand, and sure enough, the residual heat was hot, he pinched the blood and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff deeply, but there was no peculiar smell, and he couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "Looking at the distance between the outline of the footprints and the steps, it is expected that this person is majestic, and it must be extremely majestic, but this red water is like blood but not blood, colored and tasteless, which is really strange." ”

The blue and white robes were scattered in the rain, Gu Mingyu raised his head slightly, his eyebrows immediately locked deeply, and then pointed to the top of the giant sword, his expression looked extremely flustered, and he exclaimed: "Hurry up...... Look, there's a word on the sword!"

The ancient sword stood tall in front of them, towering like a mountain, and everyone was in an uproar, and they all raised their heads to look at each other. This sword is more than ten zhang, the sword body is flat and broad, and it is engraved, among which there are seven scarlet blood words of "the mountain rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings", the handwriting becomes clearer and clearer in the rain, and the pen seems to contain a very deep sword intent among the dragons, each word is more than one person high, eye-catching and abnormal, and it gives people a sense of oppression unconsciously.

There was a strange aura in the air, Xu Changfeng's expression was different, but his sharp and deep eyes seemed empty, his mouth seemed to be whispering, and he said slowly: "The wind is full of buildings, how could it be, how could he find out here?"

Xu Qianchou was stained with blood and stench by his brother's carrion corpse, and at this time he was drenched by the rain and lost his soul, his wet clothes wrapped his whole body tightly, and his burly body stood out, he wiped the rain from his face, pointed to the blood and asked: "The wind is full of buildings, who is this?" It sounds familiar, but the catch of the six doors is fast?"

The rain dripped along Xu Rong's protruding eyebrow bones like a curtain, and the beards were sticking together, looking sloppy and unkempt, and his old appearance was really revealed, he looked solemn and explained: " No one in the court dared to mention this name, the legend of the wind full of buildings in the rivers and lakes has been divine, according to legend, this person is extremely handsome, but he is a murderer, the dignitaries feel that he is stubborn, indifferent to money and beauty, as if there is no weakness in general, always standing with the god of death, often sneering at what he does, but it is inevitable to lose to the evil heart. Those who are officials in the same dynasty do not have some shady experience, and most of them are black and white. And this Feng Manlou is naturally stubborn, he is the iron-faced judge of the beam, the head of the six doors and the four gods. He doesn't know the Son of Heaven, he only obeys the appointment of the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, in his eyes, the truth is supreme, and there is no human affection. This person is ruthless and resourceful, you must know that the Six Doors is a place dedicated to cultivating the Imperial Court Eagle Dog, a collection of killers and secret agents, and those who can survive the deep well of death in the Six Gates have a chance to become a candidate for the Divine Hunt. Feng Manlou is not only the head of the four gods, but also the elite among the killers, the king of secret agents, if you talk about martial arts, it will be superior in the rivers and lakes. Since he can crawl out of the mass grave, this is exactly the choice of death, and it is expected that this person must be extremely cruel and act in a dehumanizing manner, so the owner of the village is also daunting. He looked at the towering sword body, and then said: "Feng Manlou has a peculiar habit, every time he investigates a case, he will put up a poem where the suspect can see, this sentence is from Xu Hun's "Xianyang City East Building", the original sentence is 'the beginning of the stream and the clouds are sinking in the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings', as long as you see this line of blood poems, it will be accompanied by imprisonment, if you are lucky and intervene arbitrarily, I am afraid you can only resist with your life!"

Xu Qianchou was confused when he heard this, and said incomprehensibly: "Investigating the case? He investigated his case, what did he do in Luoxiazhuang?

Xu Changfeng was silent, his face was gloomy, and he looked extremely ugly, as if he was afraid of the wind all over the building, and his eyes were already in a trance.

Gu Mingyou looked at Xu Changfeng's hesitation, as if he was making a difficult choice, and said meaningfully: "Could it be that Feng Manlou is investigating the Zhaozong case? This matter is only known to you and me, and it is extremely secret, where did he know about it? Unless the dead man speaks, how can he steal the heavenly opportunity, it is simply incredible!"

Mo Baichuan straightened up, the silver crown was washed by the rain exquisitely, and he was puzzled: "Zhaozong, is it true that the ancient brother said that the former pilgrimage Emperor Mu Jingwenxiao Li Ye?"

Gu Mingyou shook his head again and again, and said, "It's Li Ye!"

"It seems that paper can't contain fire, some things will be found out sooner or later, Feng Manlou deserves to be the first god in the world, and he actually found the old man's head!" Xu Changfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and his sad face lingered for a long time.

"It's better for the owner to go out to avoid the limelight, and the wind is full of buildings and can't find the person he wants, so he will retreat. "Gu Netherworld pulled out the sword on his waist, Zhan Lu's whole body was black, there was no trace, if this thing is a sword, but it is more like a glance, as if the eye of the Netherworld that has insight into all things, it is fascinating. Its blade is as thin as a willow leaf, but the sword body is as thick as a stone pillar, what is feared is not its sharpness, but the heart of the sword that is not worked, the ancient dark face is hideous, and said angrily: "If Feng Manlou wants to wash the villa in blood, but he also has to ask the sword in the old man's hand, and the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and they will live up to the name of my sword saint!"

Xu Changfeng bowed deeply and said: "With the blessing of the Sword Saint, how can the old man not rest assured, the villa will be handed over to you, the old man can go to Yunzhou with Brother Mo, first, to temporarily avoid the investigation of the full building, and second, to find Wan'er's whereabouts." ”

Gu Mingyu returned the sword into the sheath, and arched his hand: "This is very good, the old man will live up to the high expectations of the owner, and the people are in the village, but we want to see what Feng Manlou is capable of!"

"Without further ado, Xu Yan, Xu Shi, prepare the car quickly!" Xu Changfeng shouted loudly, and followed everyone back into the hall.

Xu Shi Fangzhi, seeing Xu Yan standing under the sword for a long time, was raising his head and contemplating, so he teased: "You pride yourself on being rich in five cars, and now you may tell me what is the next sentence of 'the mountain rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings'?"

Xu Yan couldn't help but be stunned, at first he felt that the poem was very familiar, but after that, he couldn't think about it, but he said: "What's so difficult about this, the next sentence is...... The next sentence is ......"

Xu Shi looked sarcastic, and said with a smile: "I can't even get such a simple verse right, don't show off your power in front of me in the future!"

Xu Yan seemed to think of something, but his body was shocked, but his expression gradually dimmed, he was angry in his heart, and immediately kicked Xu Shi, and said hurriedly: "You stupid melon, if you can say the next sentence, I will prepare the car from now on!"

Xu Shi smiled dumbfoundedly, and said, "Is this true? Then you go and prepare for it, this sentence only has the previous sentence, not the next sentence." ”