Chapter three hundred and seventy second temptation
In the Jiayin year, the twelfth zodiac night of this year is tiger. This year happens to be the birth year of Li Chenglong. He has a dragon in his name, but it is the year of tiger. This year happens to be the first day of the twelfth year of Baoda in the Southern Tang Dynasty.
, New Year's Day. On this day, he got up very late, and the sky outside the window was dazzling before he slowly got up. When he got up, he found that his old man, who had a coffin-like face all day long, had already left home. Slowly
He got up, washed up casually, and walked out of his house, which was in a rotten courtyard.
His stomach was very full last night, but he didn't feel any hunger at this time, and he subconsciously walked deeper into the alley. Who else could he look for besides looking for a scoundrel?
He had a dangerous intuition, but the blue-shirted young man Mr. Ye looked kind, but he was a little ashamed of himself, but he didn't dare to talk to him. As for the silver-haired old man, who knows what's going on with that old man?
He likes to tease him. Last night, he clearly put the gnawed pig's trotter aside, but in the blink of an eye, the pig's trotter with bones and residue flew back into his bowl. Later he saw
The old man's evil smile confirmed that he had done something good.
With a strong oily smell still in his mouth, Li Chenglong spread his legs and trotted towards the depths of the alley. However, when he trotted for a short distance, he stopped because he was looking ahead.
He saw a strong figure in front of him. To his surprise, the man was still wearing an official uniform. The soap color was mixed with a few light red colors. This was the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.
The official uniform of a police officer.
He looked at the policeman walking in front of him with doubts in his eyes. From the man's back, he had already recognized that man. It was Chang Yong, the policeman from Jingzhao Mansion. According to common sense, this kind of man would
The policemen in the government offices would never step into a place where birds do not poop, but now Chang Yong did not dare to enter the sheepskin alley, and he kept walking deeper into the alley. Look.
Li Chenglong knew that Chang Yong must be going to the dilapidated courtyard at the end of the alley.
Many thoughts passed through his mind, and he felt that none of them could stop Chang Yong from walking towards Lai Gouer's courtyard. Li Chenglong had no choice but to slowly follow the policeman to Lai Gouer's home.
Now he knows the purpose of this catcher. As someone who has been crawling around in the imperial capital for many years, he also has some inexplicable fear of the catcher, especially Chang Yong who often catches the head. He is even more afraid of it.
very.
"Hiss", the sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand stabbed in the air, causing a harsh sound of breaking through the air. The sword was like a dragon coming out of the water, and its power was as fast as a rainbow. He danced the sword quickly.
There was a layer of faint dark light flowing on the blade of the edgeless sword, which was the effect of his inner strength. Such sword moves were already extremely fast, and their power was like a thunderous strike, but he always felt that there was still a little bit missing.
Yunmei, he felt that the sword he stabbed should be faster.
The long sword pointed at the sky. Ye Yinfeng stared at the edgeless iron sword in his hand. At this point, he began to examine the sword that Uncle Tong gave him for the first time. The rough sword body had no edges on both sides.
Its workmanship can be said to be extremely crude, but he still fell in love with this sword at first sight. It has no edge or edge, but it is extremely heavy. However, he is extremely agile and easy to use. This iron sword is covered in dark black.
He didn't know what material it was made of, but he always felt that the sword could be made more perfect. At least the blade could be made smoother.
He was about to raise his sword to stab again, but he heard a steady sound of footsteps. After that sound of steady footsteps, there was a sound of messy footsteps. He could tell that the sound of messy footsteps was that of Li Chenglong.
The sound of footsteps, but he didn't know who the sound of steady footsteps coming from far and near was. But he could tell that the person who took these steady steps must be a martial artist, and also a person with a high level.
Low martial arts.
Stopping the sword practice, Ye Yinfeng threw the iron sword casually into the corner. The inconspicuous iron sword was lying in the corner like an ordinary iron rod. After doing these actions,
Ye Yinfeng sat on the long wooden bench and waited quietly for the visitor. But he couldn't help but guess in his heart the identity of the visitor and the person he knew in Jinling City.
There are not many, but those who visit must come with a certain purpose.
There was silence in the courtyard at this time. Ever since the tall and thin Mr. Thirteen left with the four children, Lai Gou took the old man out. Ye Yinfeng did not ask where he went. But the fat Taoist priest Li Xiaoyao
He left in a hurry. He should be very busy for a while during the New Year. Of all the people, Ye Yinfeng was the only one who was idle, so he practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard. But he didn't expect anyone to visit, but
Don't know why.
A few thoughts passed through his mind. Not long after Ye Yinfeng sat down, there was a rhythmic knocking on the door. The man seemed to be very polite and had no intention of overcoming such a dilapidated yard. It can be seen that this man is not an ordinary person.
He was not known as a villain, but he was actually a gentleman. Ye Yinfeng quickly made a judgment on that man in his mind.
Opening the courtyard door, there was a man in official uniform standing outside the door. He was a policeman. I saw that the policeman had a masculine face with a cold and fierce aura, and he was strong and strong.
The body of the official uniform is so perfect. The policeman has no beard under his chin, and there is a sharp stubble hidden under his chin, which shows the policeman's meticulous life style. There is something dazzling in the eyes of the policeman.
The light shines straight into the heart like an eagle.
Chang Yong saw a young man in blue shirt opening the door. Looking at the young man's handsome face, a pair of star-like eyes showed an expression as calm as an ancient well, and there was a bit of resoluteness on the face that had not yet shed all its childishness.
The color of toughness. The body as handsome as a sword stood upright and proudly. The young man exuded a unique aura, but it did not have the sharp and arrogant aura of the swordsman. The young man gave him a mysterious feeling.
The profound feeling and the blue shirt gave the young man an elegant temperament, which made him feel a little fond of him.
Such a hidden policeman, such a handsome young man, the two of them felt a fondness for each other at the same time. However, they felt a faint sense of loneliness in their hearts, that feeling just being together.
It disappeared from their minds in an instant, and they hadn't even grasped this weird feeling.
"My lord, may I ask why you have come to this humble residence?" Ye Yinfeng asked the policeman with his fists clasped in his hands. His tone was neither humble nor arrogant. He didn't seem to be afraid of this sudden official appointment. And his eyes were full of fear.
It is so clear as a spring that one cannot feel any discomfort.
"Oh, I'm just a small policeman. I got lost for a while while working on a case, so I came here. I wonder if this young master can be convenient, just give me a drink of water." Chang Yong responded to the other party with his fists clasped in panic,
But after he said this, his face turned red. Everyone could tell that this was just an unconvincing excuse, and even he didn't believe it. So, after he finished speaking, he laughed sarcastically,
To cover up his untenable excuse.
Ye Yinfeng looked at the detective in front of him very curiously. He did not expect that the other person could not even lie. However, he did not reveal it and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation to the other person.
After luring the detective in, Ye Yinfeng went into the house and found a broken bowl, and actually filled a bowl of water for the detective. A trace of surprise flashed in the detective's eyes, and he was quickly
He hid it, and became more fond of this young man. The young man did not expose himself, but actually got a bowl of water to explain his lame excuse.
"What's your surname, this young master? Do you live in this courtyard alone? With the young master's clothes, he shouldn't be reduced to this." Chang Yong is an experienced head catcher after all, and he quickly asked Ye Yinfeng tentatively
Come. He looked at the dilapidated yard, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, which he did not hide at all.
"This official was joking. This courtyard belongs to my relatives. I came to the imperial capital from other places to join my relatives, but I never thought that this courtyard would be so dilapidated. Although it is dilapidated, it is in this imperial capital.
There is a place to stay in the middle school. On the other hand, the official, you are still wearing the official uniform, don't you still have to handle cases? You are all celebrating the New Year, and today is the first day of the new year. Is there any important case that makes the official busy and busy?" Ye Yin.
Feng Yi replied truthfully and falsely, and he brought the topic to the catcher.
"Well, this young master doesn't know something. Four dead bodies appeared in the pond next to the alley a few days ago. I came here to investigate the case. As for what I just said is just an excuse. I hope you won't do it.
I care. This life is at stake. If the case remains unsolved for a day, I will feel uneasy." Chang Yong drank the water in the broken bowl in one gulp, an expression full of sorrow and indignation emerged spontaneously, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Shoot out the light of compassion.
The other party actually admitted his mistake openly, which was beyond Ye Yinfeng's expectation. He also had a better impression of the agent. As an agent, the other party was running around on the first day of the new year.
Although there was some sensationalism in the words, he had doubly respect for the other party's upright character who dared to admit his mistakes.
"It's just a trivial matter, but I don't know what the official has guessed. If you want to help me, I will not hesitate to do it." What Ye Yinfeng said was also righteous. He was the one who killed the four corpses thrown outside the courtyard wall.
Yes, those people died more than deservedly. Of course, he would not admit that he killed the four people just because he had a good impression of the policeman. He just wanted to use some method to secretly convey the purpose of those people to the policeman.
"It doesn't matter, I already feel guilty for disturbing the young master's peace. How can I dare to trouble the young master?" Chang Yong returned the broken bowl in his hand to the other party. He looked around the courtyard again, but to his disappointment,
He didn't see anything suspicious. When his eyes fell on the corner of the wall outside the house, a dark and rough iron sword caught his attention, and his eyes stayed on the sword for a while.
Then it was transferred.
"Is the young master a martial arts cultivator?" Chang Yong knew that he couldn't ask anything, so he decided to go straight to the point. The young man in blue shirt in front of him always gave him a sense of mystery. If the other party did not admit that he was a martial arts cultivator, then make it clear to him
If you have a guilty conscience, as long as the other party has a guilty conscience, you can find the other party's flaws.
"My lord, you are overly praised. If you say you are a martial artist, then so be it. I have only practiced a few days of ancestral skills, and there may still be a certain distance between me and a real martial artist." How can Ye Yinfeng be wrong?
Knowing what the other party was thinking, he was vague, neither saying yes nor saying no. Anyway, he just said that his internal strength was not strong and his martial arts knowledge was superficial.
Chang Yong felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. This young man's answer was really so-called watertight. His answer was equivalent to no answer, but his own details were clearly revealed by the other party. Monster, he sighed in his heart,
He knew that the young man in blue shirt in front of him was the young man in blue shirt who caused a commotion in Jinling City. He was so smart and scheming that he really couldn't think of anyone else in Jinling City who could conquer the wealthy and aristocratic children of Jinling City.
After comparison, he couldn't find anyone other than the boy in blue shirt in front of him.