He was in a state of anger when he discovered that the outcome was like this. The huge reversal and horrifying scene left Ma Jun speechless for a moment.

"Old Uncle Yang from next door also died in the inn, and none of the merchants were spared!"

Who? Who is it?

Maybe we can learn more about this issue after Jingqian wakes up completely.

But it was such a remote place, they had no enemies, and they didn't have much money. Who would commit such a murderous attack?

In addition, a group of people continued to search and found that there were many traces of weapons left in the inn next door, and there was a intact short knife beside the body of old Uncle Yang.

When Xu Yuan picked up the knife used in the crime, he felt that this seemingly short knife required two hands to fully swing it.

He turned around and hurriedly asked the elder for an explanation, because this kind of knife had not been widely used in the Central Plains.

After the elder took the knife, he first lightly brushed the blade with two fingers, then listened to the lingering sound of the knife, and then repeatedly tried to find the origin of the knife.

A series of things happened so suddenly that Ma Jun sat down on the stone grinder outside, scratching his scalp and grinding away all the energy in his body.

In the decaying inn, Huaiyi suddenly came out with two bloody hands and said joyfully: "Jinggan has woken up, he has woken up!"

Hearing the good news from Huaiyi, Ma Jun immediately got down from the millstone, with some joy on his face, but then faded away, pretending to be calm and said to Huaiyi: "You don't have any big problems, right? "

"It's okay, he was just thirsty, so I gave him some water to drink, and now the bleeding has stopped." Huaiyi said with a trace of confusion in his eyes, and he started mumbling again, "I'm really confused, I've seen a lot of stab wounds, and I've never seen someone who couldn't close his mouth for a long time..."

"What did you say?"

When the elder heard Huaiyi muttering like this, his face immediately became serious. Then he wiped the knife with his clothes and continued to ask: "Not only did the injured knife edge not close for a long time, but there was a sharp point where the knife entered." Scratches?”

In one or two careless words, the elder caught the point. Huaiyi was shocked and said: "Old man, how do you know?"

At this time, the elder no longer responded. He placed the clean knife on the stone slab and knocked the knob on the knife handle several times with his pipe. After the knob fell off, he held the blade in his hand again. Judging from the look on his face, he seemed to have figured out his background.

Seeing that the elder's expression was wrong, Huaiyi became even more curious about his behavior and asked directly: "Is there something wrong?"

"This knife! It belongs to the Shan family in Mincheng!"

When the elder said this, everyone was shocked. The reason was that Shan's sword had been closed a long time ago. It was widely rumored that their sword was a famous sword in the northwest, and there were also strange things. The sign of other knife numbers is that their knives will have a small "single" hidden in the handle.

In order to confirm that it was Shan's knife, Huaiyi snatched the blade from his hand and inspected it carefully.

According to the speculation of the elders, if the knife was made by the Shan family, then now would be the beginning of the dispute.

There was a rumor a long time ago that Shan Zong, the founder of the Shan clan, encountered a strange phenomenon by chance.

A headless tiger stopped him on the mountain road. He was still young and was so scared that he peed his pants.

Just when he was trying his best to leave here, the headless tiger spoke human language.

This made young Shan Zong so frightened that he fainted. When he woke up, it was already dark.

But because of the encounter with the headless tiger, he still felt lingering fear. The first thing he did after waking up was to see if there was still the tiger in that place.

After suppressing his fear, he slowly explored that place. Suddenly there was a loud thunder, and several stars in the sky fell like raindrops in the distance.

When the light flashed by, he discovered that there was only a tiger skin and a knife left at the place where the headless tiger intercepted him.

He couldn't believe his eyes, and the entangled feeling of taking or not taking made him hesitate for a long time.

Another sound of thunder suddenly woke him up. He quickly took out the fire seal and shakily picked up the knife from the ground.

And with this pick, I bid farewell to my vocation as a medicine seller!

The knife he picked up was not simple. According to later generations, this ancestral knife was covered with tiger stripes, and the small words on the surface of the knife were full of unintelligible words. The only thing that could be understood was the one on the handle.

One sentence: Kui Dao is forged with blood, and it is the symbiosis of extraordinary people!

It seems a little strange and bizarre, but it still retains the belief of Shan's ancestors in this sword, and the words on the handle of the sword have become the ancestral motto of the sword.

Although the Kui Dao has been lost for many years, and some people said that it was stolen by a Tibetan monk from the Western Regions, no one has ever investigated it.

Shan Tianqing, known as the Northwestern Sword King, once pursued this issue specifically, but later let it go.

After establishing a tribe in Luosang and stabilizing the northwest expedition, Shan Tianqing also sealed his sword title and disappeared from there.

There was also a passage passed down from that time, saying that if the Shan clan were to open its doors to make knives again, it would be unless a dispute started.

Just because of such a rumor, several people fell into distress.

"A dispute has begun? There will definitely be chaos. I don't know if people will believe this."

"Could it be that the Shan wanted to come back to fight and deliberately released such news?"

Huaiyi had some doubts about this. After all, nothing seemed strange to him, but he had already seen the power of this sword today.

"Impossible! Shan's Hao has always only made knives but not killing. There is no way they could have done this!"

The elder directly rejected Huaiyi's question, because this in itself was an insult to the famous family of Yidao.

Too many miracles will always appear when they are unprepared. Ma Jun firmly believes in this. Thinking back to the vision he encountered at the Tea Horse when he was a child, it can be said to be a miracle from heaven.

But to put it bluntly, the source of the knife has been discovered, but the person who used it has not been found. You can't watch an innocent person die in front of your eyes. And the most worth thinking about is that it is unclear why such a murder occurred.

"Senior, try to find a way to return to the Central Plains and see if you can find out anything from the Shan's. Since they are selling knives, there will always be a way to trace the traces of who they sold to, right?"

"I'm afraid you're overthinking, leader. According to the rules of the Shan family, they never ask the origin and purpose of the knife buyer when selling knives!"

In just one month, the smell of killing could be smelled from thousands of miles away. You can imagine how many great things happened during this period.
Chapter completed!