There was also a young girl in the farmyard. After the master stunned him, he probably ran to attack the girl.
When Zhao Zhengyi reached this point, he rushed to the door of the warehouse, kicked open the wooden door, and jumped out of the courtyard. He glanced around and found that it was already early in the morning, and a touch of fish belly white appeared on the eastern sky. Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the courtyard, he walked quickly
I walked to the owner's main door and knocked hard several times.
These knocks on the door were like beating drums, enough to wake people up from their sleep, but there was no response or movement in the house.
Zhao Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sank. He put his hand on the hilt of the One Life Sword, kicked the door open, and strode in. As soon as he entered, he faced a small living room and a kitchen, with many items on display.
There is a set of old tables, chairs and benches, and various cooking utensils in the corner. There is a small door on each side of the living room, which is the bedroom of the owner and his wife and the girl's boudoir.
The matter was urgent, and Zhao Zheng didn't care much anymore. He kicked open the door on the left and found an old couple lying side by side on the bed. The sound he made when he kicked the door was so loud, but the two people on the bed were still sleeping soundly, which proved that
The acupuncture points were tapped. This further confirmed his previous guess.
He felt a buzzing in his head, his vision was a little dark, and his heart was beating wildly. He swallowed, walked to the door of another room, and just pushed it gently, and the door opened.
No need to kick.
The floor in the room was covered with blood, and a naked, headless female corpse was lying on the ground. The head of the corpse was cut off with a sharp weapon and placed on the table. The head had its hair disheveled, and a pair of eyes were staring with a mixture of fear and grief.
His eyes and mouth were also opened wide, and a lot of blood flowed from the neck down. The blood stains were twisted and twisted, staining the table red.
On the wall, there is a line of words written in blood: I am drunk, picking flowers and playing music, and I am here to visit!
Zhao Zheng looked at the tragic scene in the room and was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened. His pupils shrank little by little, his breathing stopped suddenly, and his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to move any further. He could only feel everything in front of him.
It's all an illusion, the thief shouldn't have appeared, and this girl shouldn't have been killed.
According to his original plan, he was just wasting a few days here. When the time came, he left here and went to the Sword Forging Villa to compete.
Nothing should have happened.
But something unexpected happened, and like most disasters in the world, it came to him without warning.
The murderer actually committed another crime, the same day as the last one. He did not change places, he was still in Dachuan Town, and he did not pay attention to the government and the group of warriors at all.
The murderer's martial arts skills were very high. He was able to move around without any trace of life. He and the house owner's family were easily stunned. When everyone was unconscious, he destroyed the innocent girl. He even chopped off the girl's head frantically and deprived her of a piece of clothing.
Innocent young life!
When the girl was humiliated, he was sleeping; when the girl was killed, he was sleeping; when the murderer wrote blood on the wall, he was sleeping; when the murderer left, he was sleeping!
He stayed here, obviously to help catch thieves and protect the family, but in the end he couldn't help at all. In addition, he even ate a bowl of porridge.
"I also have a little girl at home. Ever since what happened last night, I have always been on tenterhooks and worried that something might happen to her. I hope you heroes can catch the thief quickly so that I can feel at ease."
The words of the house owner's aunt echoed in Zhao Zheng's mind like a bell, over and over again, scolding him for his dereliction of duty and his incompetence. There were bursts of tearing pain in his heart, as if there was blood.
dripping from it.
"I'm sorry..." Zhao Zheng's knees softened and he knelt down in front of the threshold, leaning on the door frame. His eyes met the eyes of the deceased, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." In addition to these words,
He didn't know what to say at all.
It's a pity that a dead person cannot respond. Even if he can respond, he will never forgive him.
Unless he can kill the murderer and avenge the girl, only in this way can the girl forgive him.
A surge of indignation formed into a stream of heat and poured into his body, forming a force that supported him to stand up.
"I can't fall down like this. The murderer just committed the crime last night. No matter who he is, he must not have gone far yet. I have to tell everyone this news so that everyone can catch the thief quickly to avoid further harm." Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth and said,
He clenched his fists, hammered the ground hard, and stood up.
He stumbled out of the house, opened the latch of the courtyard door, went to the street, and rushed all the way to Tingfeng Tower.
There are several warriors staying in Tingfeng Tower, ready to attack at any time to capture the "real murderer" Qin Xing. If the secret whistle hidden in the dark encounters the murderer or sees any trouble, the news must be sent here.
The doorman downstairs was the same person who guarded the door yesterday. When he saw Zhao Zheng, he ran over and said hello with a smile.
Zhao Zheng was full of thoughts, as if he was deaf, and could not hear clearly what the doorman was saying. He ran past the doorman, ran all the way upstairs, and reached the top floor. He glanced around and found that there were nine
Individuals, including Master and Disciple Ye Zhiqiu. His eyes trembled fiercely as he stared at Master and Disciple Ye Zhiqiu.
Could all this be done by master and disciple Ye Zhiqiu?
There was a loud bang in Zhao Zheng's head, as if he had been struck by lightning. If this was really the case, then what stood in front of him was a pair of murderers!
Ye Zhiqiu also saw Zhao Zheng and asked with concern: "Young Master Zhao, you left the place where you were staying without permission and ran back in a hurry. Did you find anything special?"
Hearing the sound, everyone also looked at Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng stared at Ye Zhiqiu, trying to find any abnormality in those old eyes, but failed. Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were calm, magnanimous and natural. He took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and murmured: "The murderer
He committed another murder last night, killing the girl I left behind in the yard, and leaving bloody words on the wall, just like the last time he committed the murder."
"What? Qin Xing is so bold! He just killed someone the day before yesterday, and he killed another person yesterday, and he was still under the eyes of heroes old and young. He really doesn't take everyone seriously!" Ye Zhiqiu's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he seemed
Furious.
The other warriors were also very surprised, causing an uproar and urging Zhao Zheng to explain in detail.
Zhao Zheng recounted what happened last night. After everyone listened, they could no longer hold back and urged him to lead the way. They wanted to go to the place where the incident occurred. Zhao Zheng nodded and quickly went downstairs to the street.
He ran quickly towards the blood-stained farmyard, with many warriors following behind him.
"Young Master Zhao, you are running too slow, let me give you a helping hand. This will help you get there faster." Ye Zhiqiu said, grabbing Zhao Zheng's shoulders, lifting him up, and flying forward.
With the strong wind blowing in his face, Zhao Zheng had no choice but to close his eyes slightly and secretly look at Ye Zhiqiu, the old fox.
Ye Zhiqiu's face was full of anger, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour. He was obviously very angry about this incident. On the surface, Ye Zhiqiu really didn't look like a bad person. If he didn't know the details, Zhao Zheng would never contact this person with the murderer.
Come together.
"Who committed the murder? Was it him or someone else? If it was really him, what was his purpose in acting in this play?" Zhao Zheng was so filled with doubts that he almost asked. But he finally asked.
I swallowed my words. These questions are really too dangerous. If you speak out, you may get killed, and even if the other party is the real culprit, they will not admit it.
"My little friend, which way should we go next? Don't go to the wrong place and waste time." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly reminded him.
"Just keep walking forward. When we get to the place, I will report it to my seniors." Zhao Zheng moved his eyes away and looked at the streets that were speeding by below him. Not long after, he saw the residence and stretched out his hand.
Pointing over, "It's right there!"
Ye Zhiqiu stared, raised his nose and smelled twice, and said angrily: "Sure enough, there is a strong smell of blood. Let's go down and have a look."
The two of them fell directly into the courtyard. They landed lightly and did not bring up any smoke or dust.
Ye Zhiqiu put down Zhao Zheng and walked quickly into the house. After looking at the miserable situation in the boudoir, he stamped his feet angrily and said: "That Qin Xing dares to treat human life with such contempt, I am really angry! As long as the old man still has three inches of energy left, he will never
If we let this lewd thief go, he will be cut into thousands of pieces to comfort the spirit of the deceased!"
Zhao Zheng stared at Ye Zhiqiu and said to himself: "I will give this sentence to you intact. If you are the real murderer, I will never let you go!"
Ye Zhiqiu scolded angrily, and then checked the room, but could not find any clues. He lifted up the messy quilt on the bed and covered the deceased. After all, the deceased was a woman, and she was naked, which was inconvenient.
Show it to others. He walked out of the house, patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder, and comforted Zhao Zheng with tears in his eyes, just like a kind elder.
Zhao Zheng remembered that the owner and his wife were still lying in bed, unconscious, and talked about this incident.
Ye Zhiqiu nodded, walked to another room, and opened the acupuncture points for the couple lying on the bed.
After the couple woke up, they were ignorant of everything and had no idea that their precious daughter had been killed. Ye Zhiqiu told the couple about the tragedy last night and let the couple take a look at their daughter's body. When the couple saw that their daughter was dead, they were shocked
The blow was too great, and both of them passed away.
Ye Zhiqiu and Zhao Zheng hurriedly came to the rescue and revived the couple. The couple burst into tears and were heartbroken, and soon passed out again.
The warriors from behind arrived here one after another. After taking a look at the miserable situation in the room, they were all gnashing their teeth with anger. They wished they could catch Qin Xing immediately and execute him on the spot. Ye Zhiqiu took charge of the overall situation and sent two people out to help deliver the message, leaving one person
Send a message to the government, and send a message to the warriors in the town alone.
"Daughter, please don't die. Mom can't live without you. Please come back to life. It's okay if you don't want me to die for you. As long as you live, I can report to King Yama on your behalf." The woman fell to the ground and cried loudly.
, a series of tears wet the skirt of her clothes. She suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Zheng standing in the crowd. She lost control of her emotions for a moment and rushed forward to catch him.
Zhao Zheng's collar was pulled and shaken hard, "Didn't you keep saying you were here to catch thieves? Why was my daughter still killed while you were here! When the murderer killed someone last night, where were you? Hurry up
Take my daughter back and spit out all the porridge I gave you last night. You don’t deserve to eat that porridge!"
Zhao's face was as heavy as water, speechless, and he allowed the woman to beat him and scold him.
"Stop! It was Qin Xing who killed the person, and it had nothing to do with Zhao Zheng. Qin Xing is a highly skilled martial artist and comes and goes without a trace. Even if Zhao Zheng failed to catch Qin Xing, it would be excusable." Zihua arrived at the courtyard at some unknown time.
, simply shouted, stepped forward, pushed the woman's hand away, and relieved Zhao Zheng.
The woman was hindered and had nowhere to vent, so she could only continue to cry on the ground.
"Let her continue scolding me. That way I can feel better." Zhao Zheng looked at the woman blankly and said.
"This matter is not your fault. There is no need for you to blame yourself." Zihua turned around and consoled her.
"I failed to protect this family. This is my incompetence. Incompetence is my fault." Zhao Zheng said sadly.
"Stop thinking so wildly, go back and take a rest first. Leave the matter of capturing Qin Xing to us first." Zihua looked unbearable and patted Zhao Zheng's shoulder gently.
Seeing this, the warriors nearby also tried to persuade Zhao Zheng to go back first.
As if he had lost his soul, Zhao Zheng wandered out of the small courtyard, leaving the noisy voices and cries behind him. His back was extremely lonely. He walked aimlessly on the street, holding on to his hands
I don’t know when there was a wine jar. Strong wine entered his throat, but it could not numb his grief. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support.
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