"A brief analysis of martial arts..." Lin Xiao was sorting out the pile of books in the Dongmingfang Secretary's house. This book was written by a martial arts master.
"Two or three things about that grandmaster..." Seeing the title of the book and the sultry cover, Lin Xiao suddenly felt as if he was reading a gossip article.
There are more than a dozen books in this pile. Some of them were selected by the old man based on Lin Xiao's needs, but there are also several books that he secretly stuffed in in order to buy more.
, Lin Xiao did not expose it, it was just a little extra money.
Not to mention now, but in the past, Lin Xiao could afford such money. After all, it is always easier for him to make money than for an old man who has left his hometown.
"The domineering young man fell in love with me..." When Lin Xiao saw the title of the book, his head was filled with black lines. When he opened the introduction, he found that the author was a brothel woman.
What a mess.
"Volume 2 of Shenting..." When he saw the last book, the cover was simple and old, white on top and black on the bottom, with wisps of blue, like a gust of wind sweeping the world. When Lin Xiao stared at it carefully, he couldn't help but feel trance-like for a moment. On the cover
Wisps of blue seemed to come alive, and a slight whistling of wind seemed to be heard in my ears.
After another moment, that feeling disappeared.
Lin Xiao rubbed his chin and opened the book. He was really curious about what was recorded in the so-called Shenting Volume 2.
At first glance, it turned out to be a book of myths and legends. It tells that in ancient times, thousands of years ago, there was an existence called Shenting, which ruled the sky and the earth, and controlled all things.
Lin Xiao was flipping through the pages one by one, fascinated when he heard a knock on the door.
It's time for the night patrol.
Deputy Royal Envoy Li Qun stood with his hands behind his hands. In front of him were ten inspectors who had gathered, including Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu, as well as Tie Bi who had been transferred earlier.
"As before, we patrol in groups of two. We must be vigilant. Once we discover the whereabouts of the murderer, we will use the fuse immediately." Li Qun said in a solemn tone.
"Yes." Ten patrol inspectors responded in unison. Each one got a signal fuse, which could release signal fireworks into the sky to attract other people's attention and rush there as quickly as possible.
Dongmingfang is not a small place. It is actually quite difficult to patrol with ten patrols. It is quite stressful to take care of it all.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. Nowadays, the entire county and city are in a state of turmoil. No one knows where a murder will occur, so we can only step up patrols. Fortunately, in addition to the people from the Zhenwu Division, the City Health Department has also stepped up patrols.
There are also warriors from some families who will also be dispatched.
"Inspection Shenxiao, you and Inspection Feng Yuan are familiar with each other and are in a group." Li Qun smiled slightly. It seemed that the handwritten letter from Chief Lin had played a role. Lin Xiao could feel that Li Qun, Deputy Imperial Envoy
My attitude toward myself seems to be getting better.
Under the night, Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu left Fangsi as a group and walked quickly towards the alley where the old man's small bookstore was located. They were in perfect harmony.
The old man was unwilling to leave, otherwise Lin Xiao would definitely send him out of the county as soon as possible.
The alley was shrouded in night, there were no lights, and the door of the small bookstore was closed.
"Does my husband live here?" Xiao Tianyu stared at the closed store door and sensed carefully. He didn't hear any movement inside the store, so he couldn't help but ask.
Lin Xiao was also dumbfounded. He seemed to have thought that his father-in-law lived in this shop. After all, according to normal thinking, it would be very difficult for an old man who had left his hometown and had no one to rely on to open a small shop here. All food and accommodation should be here.
yes.
But now, the old man is not here. At least Lin Xiao did not detect any sound in the bookstore, not even the sound of breathing. You must know that Lin Xiao's perception ability has been greatly enhanced after practicing the God Control Art.
There was no one in the bookstore and no one knew where the old man had gone. Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu were immediately confused.
I can only hope that nothing happens tonight, and even if something happens, nothing will happen to the old man. I will come to the bookstore tomorrow to ask him where he lives, and then persuade him to leave the county.
Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu left the alley to patrol elsewhere.
"You are so worried about me. It's not in vain that I gave you the opportunity... Things are going to change... It's time to give other opportunities away... Hululu..."
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After a night of patrolling, Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu did not encounter anything. When the sun rose and dispelled the chill of the winter night, the inspectors returned to the office one after another. After a night of patrolling, they must maintain a high degree of vigilance for any internal martial arts training.
It's not a small load for anyone, not to mention that we don't know how long this kind of life will last.
However, for internal martial arts practitioners, as long as they have a certain amount of time to rest well, they will be able to recover quickly.
Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu immediately rushed to the alley, and then found that the door of the bookstore was still closed, with a note stuck on it, with the words "Our store has moved" written in crooked handwriting like an earthworm crawling across it.
"Move!" Lin Xiao and Xiao Tianyu couldn't help but look at each other, and for a while their brains couldn't react at all.
There is no one around in the middle of the night, but now there is a migration in the early morning. Where can a seven-year-old person migrate to?
There just isn't the slightest clue to follow.
Lin Xiao had thought that this old man was a little weird before. Now it seems that he is not ordinary weird, but he is obviously an ordinary person. His perception is not wrong, or is it hidden too deeply?
Unable to figure it out, the two had no choice but to return to Fangsi.
In the house, Lin Xiao kept practicing the Tianhe Internal Breathing Technique actively, got rid of distracting thoughts, took the "Shenting Volume 2" and opened it, reading it very carefully.
What is recorded here is the events of the ancient divine court that took place over thousands of years, but the focus is on the life story of Lord Feng Shen, the head of the nine divine kings of the divine court.
Fengshenjun was a shepherd boy when he was a child. He often drove his sheep to the mountains to graze, and he lived carefree every day. Later, he met the big bad wolf. Lin Xiao thought he was seeing a fairy tale about a lying shepherd boy.
I was a little dumbfounded, but as I continued reading, I realized that it wasn't the case. It was just a coincidence at the beginning.
He was attacked by a pack of wolves, all the sheep were bitten to death, and the shepherd boy also fell into the valley. Then he got a strange encounter and started on the road of martial arts.
After successfully practicing, the sheepherder found the group of gray wolves and slaughtered them all to avenge his former flock.
I feel that this story is a bit cliche, even a bit bloody, but it is undeniable that the person who wrote this story is experienced in writing and has high attainments. Even a cliché story is well written, and the characters are clearly drawn and fascinating.
Unknowingly, Lin Xiao had read the entire book.
This is the story of a shepherd boy who had a strange encounter and gradually became Lord Feng Shen, the head of the Eight Gods in the Divine Court.
"The writing is pretty good." Lin Xiao closed the book and said to himself.
At the same time, Xiao Tianyu also closed a book called "Shen Ting Volume 6" and said to himself, "Well written."
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"Last night, there were no murders in our Dongmingfang." Li Qun called a patrol and said in a solemn tone: "But five warriors died in Ximingfang, two of whom were colleagues of Ximingfang... Among them
One is to practice inner perfection!"
As soon as Li Qun's words came out, everyone's expressions immediately changed drastically.
The death of five warriors is no small matter, and one of them has perfected his internal training. What does this mean?
Yesterday, Li Qun also told himself and Xiao Tianyu that no warrior with perfect internal training or above had ever died, which meant that the murderer's strength was limited and could not deal with warriors with perfect internal training or above.
But last night, an internal practitioner, Perfection, died, which meant that the murderer was stronger and could kill internal practitioner, Perfection.
"The two dead inspectors of Ximingfang Division were too late to release the letter." Li Qun added, making everyone look heavier.
Being too late to release the signal fuse and being unwilling to release the signal fuse are two different things. What does the former mean? It means that they were too late to react when they were killed. The strength of the murderer needs to be further overestimated. Maybe even the inner limit of training may not be the murderer's opponent.
Only true warriors are safe?
However, there are only a few dozen true warriors in the military divisions in the entire county and town, and they are all participating in patrols and exploring everywhere.
Now those who are kept in the dark are the common people in the county and city. The news is blocked and they are afraid to let them know, otherwise the whole county and city will be in chaos.
Tricky!
The situation is very difficult.
The murderer could not be found, there were no clues, but warriors died every night, and their essence was sucked dry. The invisible pressure gradually spread, making everyone in Zhenwu Division feel heavy.
…
Two people walked outside the Wusi headquarters in Qingfifang Town. One looked to be in his forties and the other looked to be in his teens. However, both of them were wearing unique robes that seemed to have several layers.
A feeling of mountains and mountains.
The temperament of these two people also gives people a very unique feeling. Standing among the crowd, they stand out from the crowd, so lofty.
"But Mr. Jingming." Chief Yang came to greet him with a group of inspectors from the Zhenwu Division.
"Secretary Yang, I am Jing Ming." The middle-aged man nodded slightly, with a calm expression and tone: "This is my disciple Shi Wan."
"It's great that Lord Jingming and his disciples are here." Yang Sishou immediately smiled and said, "Please go inside first."
"Take us to the morgue. I want to examine the corpses." Jing Ming said slowly and unhurriedly. His posture was neither arrogant nor indifferent, but there was no enthusiasm at all. He was completely businesslike.
appearance.
"Okay, over there at the morgue, the two divine masters from our Kunning Town Wushu Division are also over there." Chief Yang immediately led the way. Although he was a martial arts master and the head of a county's Wushu Division, on the topic
Although his status is not comparable to that of Jing Ming, a divine master who opened a divine palace can be compared to a martial arts master in terms of status.
All the people who lost their vitality and died in the middle of the night were gathered in the morgue of Qingfufang. Because of the special circumstances of these deceased people, they were not transferred to Yizhuang for the time being.
Jing Ming led his disciple Shi Wan and Yang Sishou into the closed morgue. There were hundreds of mummies that had lost all their vitality. The atmosphere was particularly cold. There were two people inside who were checking repeatedly.
"Fang Ge, Lesheng, this is Master Jingming who came from Zhouzhen Wusi, and this is the shrewd master Gao disciple Shiwan." Yang Sishou immediately greeted the two divine masters and introduced them, and then said to Jingming
Introduction: "Fang Ge and Lesheng are the imperial masters of our Kunning County Zhenwu Division."
"Yu Shenmo learns Fang Ge (Lesheng) to pay homage to Lord Jingming." The two people immediately ran over and bowed in great excitement, as if they saw an idol.
"Yes." Jing Ming directly accepted the salute from the two of them, his expression still unchanged: "Did you find anything?"
"Sir, there are no wounds found on these corpses." Fang Ge was the first to answer.
"Shi Wan, go and check." Jing Ming nodded slightly and said.
"Yes." Shi Wan immediately nodded in response, strode towards a mummy, and looked around the mummy carefully, reaching out to touch it from time to time. After checking the corpse a few more times, he returned: "Master, indeed I didn't find anything.
Wounds, but their essence was not lost for no reason, but was forcibly swallowed up, and they died in great pain."
Jing Ming nodded, stepped forward and stared at the mummies, inspecting them carefully. After he had inspected more than a hundred corpses, he spoke: "Shi Wan, as a god master, you must be rigorous and observe every detail. If
If you don’t see anything for a while, then you need to observe more carefully.”
"Lord Jingming, have you seen any traces?" Yang Sishou couldn't wait to ask. This matter was really weighing on his heart and he was under great pressure.
"It's most likely a ghost." Jing Ming's words immediately shocked everyone.