After seeing Mr. Qingfeng's life, Lu Sheng can be described as a white lotus. He is humble but proud and natural. He treats others kindly and politely.

He even has no grudges with everyone around him recently and has no grudges in the past. It is hard to imagine that he will be killed.

Let me give you a killing. After all, the place where he died has too many doubts about his death.

In order to run the school, Mr. Qingfeng has sold out almost all his property. It is not reasonable to say that the murderer is robbing money.

Mr. Qingfeng is in good health and pays great attention to health. He is only in his forties, so there should be no possibility of sudden death.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous message passed through Lu Sheng's fingertips. Half a month ago, a male corpse was found in the Jinling River. At that time, many residents on the banks of the Jinling River discovered it.

The first person to fish out the body was Mr. Qinghe, but unfortunately, the man was no longer saved. Later, the neighbors around reported to the officials, and the body was taken away by a charity house outside the city.

Corpse? Lu Sheng naturally thought about whether Mr. Qingfeng's murder would be related to this matter? However, according to records, it was not the only one who saw the corpse.

Many people on both sides saw the bodies, and it was not only Mr. Qinghe who was the only one who took the salvage. But why did Mr. Qinghe have an accident? Or was Mr. Qinghe just the first one?

"Come!"

"Brother!" Lu Li pushed open the door seriously and entered Lu Sheng's office.

In business affairs, Lu Li still consciously put away her unregulated personality. After all, she was still the guard of the Tijutsu Department. Lu Jian has been busy reorganizing and promoting the Tijutsu Department.

Speaking of which, the overall quality of the Siwei who was extracted from Jiangnan Road was much worse than that of Suzhou. Lu Sheng’s habit was that there were not many people, but only the essence.

So Lu Jian and the Siwei who were later transferred from Suzhou were always carrying out a rust removal plan. They were just to train these comfortable guys. Those who could hold on, stay, and those who couldn't stand it, get out. They would kick them with their ancestors' merits or shout that I was someone.

Originally, Lu Sheng had 300 people under his command, but in this month, nearly 100 people were removed. The rest did not mean safety, because Lu Jian's rust removal continued.

Fortunately, Duan Fei and the others were in charge of Jiangnan Road, so there was no need to use Lu Sheng’s group of people.

In business, Lu Li seems capable, but this title can never be changed.

"Let's go out." With Ah Li, the two of them came to Qingfeng School where the fire broke out last night.

From afar, I saw countless people surrounding Qingfeng Materia Medica. Flashes of crying came from afar from the crowd.

"What a great person, Mr. Qingfeng is highly respected, but he unexpectedly died in the sea of ​​fire."

"Yes, the students and their parents come to worship, but they can't even afford a mourning hall!"

"Did you see it? Mr. Qingfeng's wife came and she fainted from crying several times. If I had known this, why would you have had a fight with Mr. Qingfeng? Now, I haven't even seen the last time my husband."

"You can't say that. Mr. Qingfeng is a big deal to run the school. If I wanted to do this, my wife would have to tear me up long ago. Mr. Qingfeng is very capable of doing it."

"Yes, so there is only one Mr. Qingfeng in the entire Jinling City..."

Listening to the discussions around him, Lu Sheng sighed in his heart. But in his heart, there was no such feeling as to them. Perhaps he was used to it, and his heart gradually became cold.

Lu Sheng and Lu Li knocked on the door of Mr. Qingfeng's neighbors' house. The owner went to Mr. Qingfeng's house to help. The old man stayed at home. He told his purpose, but the old man was very talkative.

"The young man asked about the people floating in the river. It happened half a month ago. Many people saw it. The man looked like a wealthy family and was wearing colorful clothes.

Seeing him floating upstream, everyone thought he was still saved. At that time, seven or eight young men went down to catch him... Yes, you ask Mr. Qingfeng? He also went down. He used a bamboo pole to pull him to the shore and dragged him up.

What a pity, I saw that I was not old but drowned like this. I guess I didn’t learn well, so I went to a brothel here and got drunk and fell into the river."

"Is there anything unusual about the body at that time?"

"Nothing unusual. At that time, many people saw that the man was wearing good clothes and carrying gold and silver jewelry. Some people thought of taking them off. However, they were stopped by Mr. Qingfeng, saying that a gentleman loves money and takes money from him well. Are you afraid of coming back to see us at night?

After he said this, no one had any bad intentions. Later, when the people from the yamen came, they took the body away."

Without asking for useful clues, Lu Sheng went to the next house.

"There was no strange place at that time? I was there at that time and I caught it together. The man was fair and pretty. He was so old... he was about thirty years old, but he was less than forty anyway.

Mr. Qingfeng was also very anxious at that time, and the book he ran fell into the water. He forgot when he went back, but fortunately I stopped him and returned the book to him. But Mr. Qingfeng was a little surprised at that time, saying that the book was not his.

But besides Mr. Qingfeng, who else can keep his books? It’s a pity that the book is completely soaked, I’m afraid I can’t read it.”

"Did you say anything after the yamen collects the body?"

"No, no one knew who that person was at that time. I heard that the yamen brought the body back to Yizhuang and others to claim it."

I asked several companies in a row, but there was no useful clue. Since no one knew the identity of the corpse, there was no saying that corpse was killed.

"Let's go to the charity house."

"What are you doing in the charity village? It's so scary!" Lu Li said with some fear when she heard that she was going to the charity village.

"Aren't you very brave before? Last time, my brother was going to the old bag coffin shop, didn't you go with me?"

"How can it be the same? The coffin shop sells coffins, but the charity shop is full of dead people. And... Can I do it if I didn't follow you at that time? You didn't understand martial arts at that time, and I want to protect you."

"With your courage, you are still clamoring to learn from who to be a hero? I guess you will be scared first when you see the fight in the world. Let's go, it's going to be dead. Just treat them as meat sold at the meat stall..."

"Vomit--" Lu Li's face turned pale, and he pinched Lu Sheng's soft flesh on his waist, "This month, I won't eat meat."

"Sure?"

"Don't eat pork!"

The charity village in Jinling City is located near the mass grave outside the city. The guard is a skinny old man with almost all his hair falling out. The old man's surname is Zhong, and he doesn't even remember the specific name himself. Everyone calls him Old Man Zhong.

Old Man Zhong is the lord of the charity village and is also the cemetery where the cemetery is more powerful. Perhaps after dealing with the corpse for a long time, Old Man Zhong's appearance has become neither human nor ghost. Something else is that when he smiles, he is more terrifying than ghosts.

"You ask about the whereabouts of the body half a month ago? Are you from the public?"

Lu Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense and took out Xuantian Order, "I don't know if you recognize this token. I am from Xuantian Mansion..."

"Emperor Xuantian, are you the silver medal leader of Xuantian Mansion? Old man Zhong, pay homage to the Lord."

"You know?"

"Yes, the most I heard these days is Xuantian Mansion. Those resentful ghosts and evil spirits buried here are often chanting."

"Stop talking nonsense, where is that corpse?"

"Sir, I'll go find it later." Old Man Zhong slowly returned to the inner hall, lifted a coffin, and found an account book from it.

"I am old and can't remember it. I just have to read the account book to remember it after I was a little over ten days ago. Oh, I found it. The little brother is Ouyang Chongming, who is the eldest master of Mingjian Villa.

On the day he was sent to the charity village, he was taken back by Mingjian Villa. Mingjian Villa gave him a reward of fifty taels."

"What is the cause of Ouyang Chongming's death?"

"Didn't the yamen decide the case? They fell into the river and drowned." The old man grinned, and was shocked by Lu Sheng again. Lu Li had already grabbed the corner of Lu Sheng's clothes and dared not look up.

Lu Sheng pulled Lu Li away from Yizhuang, but did not go directly to Mingjian Villa, but instead returned to Xuantian Mansion.

"Ali, please ask Shen Ling for some information about Mingjian Villa."

Lu Li went out soon, but unexpectedly, she didn't bring any information, but brought Shen Ling.

Shen Ling came in and sat in front of Lu Sheng's desk. Lu Sheng raised his head and saw a look of surprise on Shen Ling's face.

"Why are you here? Are you finished?"

"Don't you want information about Mingjian Villa? I'm here. I want to ask about my understanding of Mingjian Villa. I'm more familiar with anyone. What? Is there a problem with Mingjian Villa?"

"I don't know if there is any problem, but half a month before Mr. Qingfeng's accident, he and his neighbors all over and over had salvaged a body in the Jinling River.

Mr. Qingfeng has good interpersonal relationships and no enemies. If he was deliberately murdered, I can only be related to that matter after thinking about it.

I just went to the charity village to inquire. The body was Ouyang Chongming, the eldest son of Mingjian Villa."

"What? That big waste is dead?" Shen Ling jumped off the table, his expression was so exaggerated.

"waste?"

"Yes! It's definitely a waste, and it's the best among waste. Do you want to know Mingjian Villa? Then I'll talk to you." As he said that, Shen Ling pulled out a chair and sat down swayingly.

"Mingjian Villa was established five hundred years ago, two hundred years earlier than our Nanling Prince's Mansion moved to Jinling. It is one of the three major sword holy places today. Mingjian Villa has a considerable reputation in both martial arts and courts.

However, their reputation was based on the swords of the past. Over the past five hundred years, seven unparalleled divine weapons and seventy-two famous swords of the past were flowed out of their hands.

And every one of those divine weapons that appear in the world will cause a bloody storm. However, in the past century, those divine weapons have not appeared in the world again. However, famous swords that have passed down from generation to generation will appear every few decades.

Mingjian Villa monographed on creating weapons, and each generation of owners is the world's top sword-making master. It has been passed down to this day for 211 generations.

The current owner of Mingjian Villa is Jinling Mingyue, the unparalleled young master Ouyang Mingyue, who is the unparalleled young master, is also the younger brother of the big waste in my mouth."

"Young Master Wushuang? The one who lost with you for the top card?" Lu Li asked curiously.

"Ahem... I drank too much last night, I'm talking nonsense..."

"If you can lose to you, that Wushuang Young Master is just like this... By the way, this Wushuang Young Master sounds quite famous, but why didn't I see his name on the list of young masters? Is it an embroidered pillow?"

"Sister Ali, no one tells you that someone who has a reputation must understand martial arts, right?" Chen Ling smiled jokingly, "Young Master Wushuang should be the best skilled craftsman in the world, but he doesn't understand martial arts."
Chapter completed!