Yang Songbai was right, only a day later, the people from Jing Mingting found Xiaoshan, but the people from Jing Mingting were not as fierce as Huang Xiaoling, they just asked some questions that were insignificant in Xiaoshan's eyes and left, but they didn't embarrass Xiaoshan. After all, Xiaoshan's origin is very clear, and he doesn't have much intersection with Huang Haotian.

Xiaoshan was not punished by the academy, and when Xiaoshan started to do it with Huang Haotian, it was completely provoked by Huang Haotian, and it was not Xiaoshan's fault. Second, the two didn't really fight, and it wasn't a vicious fight.

However, the lack of punishment is also based on the premise that Xiaoshan is not a murderer, and if Xiaoshan is found to be a murderer, then there is no need for the academy to punish him.

Although Huang Haotian's death caused a lot of uproar, it did not cause much repercussions in the academy, and it was nothing more than a matter of talking about the streets and alleys of Fengyun City.

In a world where the strong are respected, even if it seems to be a peaceful and prosperous world, there are too many unknown blood and dirt hidden under the prosperous world.

The school has officially opened, and most of the students in the various departments of Yuan Xiu, no matter what kind of ideas they have, honestly accept the teachings of the instructors, and no one will be unable to live with the future.

Doesn't it mean that the master leads the way and the cultivation is in the individual? What can the instructors teach the students who have already stepped into the door of martial arts?

Of course, the instructors of Fengyun Academy will not pass on their own cultivation to you, but they can pass on some of their own cultivation experiences to answer your questions. On top of that, it will also teach you martial arts.

Early in the morning, the four members of the ancient martial arts department were called to the martial arts arena by Yang Songbai, and they didn't say anything but fought with the four of them separately. After the handover, Yang Songbai asked Xiaoshan and Shi Changfeng what to do, saying that their cultivation place was not in the academy, but outside. Only let Mu Junnian stay with Bai Xiaochuan, and practice with him every day in the future.

Xiaoshan and Shi Changfeng were obviously "stocked", but Shi Changfeng couldn't ask for it, and disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

Walking on the street, Xiaoshan is worried about eating. In the past, I didn't think that I needed money to do anything in the mountains, especially in this Fengyun City, it was really difficult to move an inch without money. Since Yang Songbai asked him to practice outside the academy, Xiaoshan thought about finding a livelihood for himself first. What would it be better to just do something yourself?

Just when Xiaoshan was running for a living, Huang Jingtao, who had just lost his beloved son yesterday, stepped into the door of Jing Mingting.

The Jing Ming Court is not far from the City Lord's Mansion, not to mention the luxurious and atmospheric City Lord's Mansion, the Jing Ming Court looks out of place compared to most of the buildings in the inner city of Fengyun City. It may be in order to highlight the solemnity and solemnity of the Jingming Court, the color of the whole building is single, and the appearance looks black, most people will not stay in front of the door of the Jingming Court.

Only one night later, Huang Jingtao looked much older than yesterday. After all, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and the son who had been in love for nearly twenty years died so inexplicably, you can imagine what kind of mood Huang Jingtao is in now.

"Two young envoys, is the cause of my son's death confirmed?" Huang Jingtao's voice was a little hoarse, but anyone could hear the monstrous hatred contained in his words.

Chi Yan and Zi Ning stood next to Huang Haotian's body, and Huang Jingtao's words were said to the two of them.

Chi Yan is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. If there's anything appealing about him, it's his two dark red eyebrows, which look weird.

"We have already done an autopsy, and Ling Gongzi died from an ancient martial arts, and according to our speculation, it should be the long-lost Seven Wounds Fist. Chi Yan said expressionlessly.

"Seven Wounds Fist?" Huang Jingtao turned his head suddenly, looking at Chi Yan with burning eyes.

"Ling Gongzi's lungs, liver, spleen, and kidneys have all been damaged, but the heart pulse is unobstructed. It should be injured first, deliberately leaving the heart undamaged, and Ling Gongzi has a certain amount of cultivation, so he can use the Yuan Force to temporarily suppress the injury, and when the Yuan Force can't suppress it, ......"

Chi Yan's words were not finished, but there was no need for Chi Yan to finish his words, the facts were already in front of him.

"Could it be the kid named Araceachiju?"

"It shouldn't be him. As far as I know, Arachiju and Ling Gongzi do not have a deep hatred, and the two of them did not fight for a long time that day, basically it is a point to the end. The Seven Wounds Fist is a very domineering martial art, and if Arachi's heavy use of the Seven Wounds Fist, it is impossible for the people next to him not to notice it. Moreover, although the Seven Injuries Fist can make people temporarily injured without dying, it is impossible for a person who has been hit by the Seven Injuries Fist to drag on for two days without incident. ”

Zi Ning had already sent someone to find Xiaoshan and Liu Qianqian, as well as the girl in green, and the statements of the three of them were basically no different from pockmarked faces and watermelon heads.

"It's not him!, who could it be?" Huang Jingtao couldn't hold back his anger a little.

Chi Yan and Zi Ning glanced at each other, and then Chi Yan said to Huang Jingtao, "We suspect that Ling Gongzi was injured the night before. Mr. Huang, you should first think about whether you or Ling Gongzi have any powerful enemies. Did Ling Gongzi tell you about anyone he had met the night before yesterday, and did he do anything with anyone? ”

Huang Jingtao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his eyes but didn't answer Chi Yan's question, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can I take my son away?"

"Absolutely. ”

Huang Jingtao asked people to come in and pack up his son's body, and without saying hello to Chiyan and Zining, he went out of the Ming Court. The two of them can somewhat understand Huang Jingtao's current mood, and they don't care.

"Huang Jingtao should know something. Zi Ning looked at the departing Huang Jingtao and said in a deep voice.

"Why do you say that?" Chi Yan looked at Zi Ning and twisted his brows.

"The rule of Xichun Mansion has always been that there are no guests at night, and according to Ma Li and Lu Yao, when they came out of Xichun Building the night before, Huang Haotian was going home. ”

"Do you suspect that Huang Haotian was injured on the way back?" Chi Yan understood what Zi Ning meant.

"But what if Huang Haotian was injured before he went home, and he didn't mention it to anyone after returning home?" Chi Yan still had doubts in his heart.

"I have to ask Huang Jingtao. ”

Xiaoshan continued to walk the streets of Fengyun City, still not knowing what kind of work he should find. Before he knew it, Xiaoshan walked to a luxurious building, and when he looked up, he saw the three big characters of "Treasure Pavilion".

It is said that the silver in the Treasure Pavilion is all over the ground, why don't you go in and have a look? While thinking about the hill, he walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as you step into the door of the Treasure Pavilion, Xiaoshan will be shocked by the various jewels inside, all kinds of jade and jewelry, and some unknown stones shimmer with hazy brilliance, which is really "entrenched". It's only the first floor, so I don't know what else will be upstairs.

"What does Childe want?"

Just when Xiaoshan had not recovered from the jewels, a middle-aged man walked over. The man is not tall, has a two-handed, mustache, and looks quite shrewd.

"I... I'm just going to come in and take a look, okay?" Knowing that he couldn't afford anything in here, Xiaoshan was a little embarrassed.

"Of course, you can! Childe can just tell me if he sees something. ”

The mustache didn't look down on him because Xiaoshan was dressed shabby, and walked to the counter after saying it.

"Sir, please wait a moment. Xiaoshan stopped the mustache.

"Do you have any orders?" said Bazihu as he stopped, turned his head to look at Xiaoshan and smiled.

"That's right, I'm a martial artist who came to Fengyun Academy to practice, and I come from a relatively remote mountain village. I want to find a job to do in my spare time from cultivation, my kung fu is not bad, I wonder if Mr. can make it easier?" Xiaoshan scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.

As if he had known it for a long time, he was not surprised at all when he heard Xiaoshan's words, but just smiled and looked Xiaoshan up and down.

"In the past few days, several people with the same thoughts as you have stepped into the door of the Treasure Pavilion. However, although the door of this treasure pavilion is easy to enter, not everyone can stay. I think Childe should go somewhere else. ”

With a slick of nonsense, he turned around and walked back to the counter.

"Well, that's a bother. Xiao Shan also knew that he was a little reckless, and the reputation of the Treasure Pavilion was very good, of course, it was not something that could be entered.

Just as Xiaoshan was about to go out, a woman's voice sounded behind him: "Wait a minute." ”

Xiaoshan turned around and saw a noble lady covered in jewels walking over. I don't know that I think she is also a "commodity" of the Treasure Pavilion. Xiaoshan didn't see this person just now, he should have come down from upstairs.

"Mrs. Xia, didn't you pick a few more things?" Bazihu hurriedly walked over, his tone flattering.

This Mrs. Xia's husband is a well-known wealthy businessman, Mrs. Xia will come to the Treasure Pavilion every once in a while to pick out a few pieces of jewelry, and the things she wears are basically from the Treasure Pavilion, and she naturally has to be careful to serve such a "big customer" Bazi Hu.

Mrs. Xia has been looking at Xiaoshan since she went downstairs, and she just gave a light "um" to the nonsense, which was regarded as a response.

"You said you have good kung fu?" asked Mrs. Xia with a smile that Xiao Shan couldn't understand.

"It's okay. "Although Xiaoshan doesn't know this Mrs. Xia, since the other party stopped him, there must be something.

"What's your name?" asked Mrs. Xia, looking Xiaoshan up and down.

"My name is Ara Chishige. Although this Mrs. Xia's eyes made Xiaoshan a little uncomfortable, Xiaoshan still told her his name out of politeness.

"Well, as long as you follow me, I'll promise you what you want. The premise is that your 'kung fu' has to satisfy me. As she spoke, Mrs. Xia walked up to Xiaoshan, and the face covered with rouge and gouache was almost attached to Xiaoshan's face.

The eight-character Hu on the side walked away in a playful manner.

Although Xiaoshan, who took two steps back, couldn't understand what Mrs. Xia was saying, he understood one thing: this Mrs. Xia seemed to be able to find a job for herself.

"What does Madame want me to do? In addition to my fists and feet, I can also play a few tunes with the erhu, and I can also cook, and the villagers say that my cooking skills are very good..."

"Eat, drink, and be merry, and live together. ”

Standing behind the counter, the mustache chuckled softly.