Jiaohua

Chapter 1190 The Murderer
"It's on fire?" Jin Shiwu, who was studying the bones in the outer study, said in surprise, "Who let it go?"

"I don't know yet, it might be those soldiers." The subordinate said, still gasping for breath because he came in a hurry.

Jin Ba Jin Jiu came out of the inner study after hearing the words.

"Zhaishuiling is on fire?" Jin Ba asked in surprise.

"Ba Ye, the fire is very big," said the subordinate, "The place where the fire started first was our Tianjia residence."

"Who are those soldiers?" Jin Jiu frowned, "Maybe we should kill them instead of ignoring them."

"Even if we want to kill them, we won't be able to catch up with the time," Jin Ba said in a deep voice, "It will take at least two hours to come and go. It is very likely that we will not know that they have arrived at Zhai Shuiling, and that Zhai Shuiling has already caught fire."

"Do you want to fight the fire?" Jin Jiu asked.

Jin Ba asked back, "How much property do you have in Zhaishuiling?"

"There is only one farm, outside the village, it should not be damaged by fire."

"What about you?" Jin Ba looked at Jin Shiwu.

"No, but those traveling doctors in Zhaishuiling have a good relationship with me, and the medicinal materials they have sunned themselves are all good products," Jin Shiwu sighed, "If this fire catches them, the medicinal materials in stock may be all gone." It's time to die."

Jin Ba then looked at Jin Shishi and Jin Shier who came out of the inner study.

The two are twins, but the Jin brothers all look alike.

"I have no property," Jin Shishi said. "I am the poorest and most incompetent of the Jin family brothers. What kind of property can I have?"

"I have a lot," Jin Twelve said, "but I don't lack this little money."

After Jin Ba collected the information, he looked at his subordinates: "Then let's burn it, we still don't need to pay attention to it."

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Buckets of river water were brought from the Dianqing River and splashed on the burning buildings.

The unflammable wooden houses collapsed in pieces, but the folk customs in Zhaishuiling were simple, and the owner of the house didn't care to cry, and continued to save the neighbors' houses.

The soldiers of Yan Jun, who have been trained hard in the past half a year, are now far superior to the strong men in the village in terms of strength and physical fitness. They shuttled around with buckets in their hands, which helped a lot.

Under the guidance of a village woman, Xia Zhaoyi went all the way to find inns and restaurants in the village. Behind a wine shop that had just caught fire, she found the bodies of the owner and his wife.

The village woman covered her mouth in fright and screamed.

Xia Zhaoyi stepped forward to check the temperature of the corpse. The blood on the ground was trampled to a dirty mess. Xia Zhaoyi carefully distinguished it for a while and confirmed that there were at least five different footprints.

Looking at the traces on the ground near several large wine jars, a lot of wine jars have been removed.

Seeing that the fire was spreading towards the wine vats, the village woman shouted: "Girl, let's go!"

"Come on!" Xia Zhaoyi said.

She stretched out her hand to open the wounds of the corpse, and the two were cut in many places, not with swords or knives, but with axes.

It's not an ordinary ax for chopping wood, it's more like a battle axe.

A scream came from outside the courtyard.

The woman ran out to look.

"Killed!" A girl screamed, "Killed! The oily old man is dead!"

At the same time, the fire here caused the surrounding neighbors to rush to put out the fire.

Xia Zhaoyi left the wine shop, thanked the woman, and went to the house pointed by the girl alone.

In any village, if there is a murder case on weekdays, it must be the top priority, but now the whole village in Zhai Shuiling is busy fighting the fire, and they can't pay attention to the murder of others for a while.

The oil seller's house was in a dark alley, without a yard, very narrow, with only one window in the whole house.

The oil seller died tragically inside the door, with his back up and his feet out, and the wounds on his body were also caused by the battle axe.

It was like being hunted down, ran in from the outside, and was hacked to death.

Maybe he was an eyewitness.

However, he died much later than the couple, and the blood from his wound hadn't even clotted.

The girl Yaoyao said anxiously outside: "Old Man You's younger brother fell his leg, my father asked me to call Old Man You over, and he died!"

Xia Zhaoyi looked at the ground outside the house. If he didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to see the bloody footprints on the ground.

Suddenly, Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly.

There are only footprints of coming, not going.

She stood up and looked into the dark room with her clear and bright eyes.

The room was quiet, without any sound.

The small oil ball lamp in Xia Zhao's sleeve slipped down, and her slender ring finger skilfully stroked the hollow sphere lightly, and the shaft rolled, igniting a ball of light, illuminating the footprints on the ground.

"Come out." Xia Zhaoyi said, his voice was calm and light, without waves or ripples.

After a long time, a man's voice sounded from the beam: "You are Miss Ali."

"Come out." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"I have admired the name of Miss Ali for a long time, today... I will learn a few tricks with you!"

As soon as the words fell, a tall man rushed from the beam of the house, with two short-handled thunder-breaking battle axes in his hands, he swung them directly at the girl's face.

Xia Zhaoyi quickly dodges and counterattacks with a whip.

The man slashed wildly with his tomahawk, his knives eager to win, and vowed to take the girl's life with one blow.

One strong and one soft, fought back and forth twenty times in the narrow and dark room, the man's body was dripping with blood, his wrist was also injured by Qian Sibi's barb, and he could barely hold the battle axe.

If the fight continued like this, he would undoubtedly suffer, the man suddenly took a step and ran outside.

"Girl!" Xia Zhaoyi said immediately, "Run!"

The girl didn't know that the words were addressed to her, at first she stood far away because of fear, but after hearing the fighting in the room, she quietly came over to probe and saw the man rushing out suddenly, screamed in fright, turned and ran away.

The man raised the tomahawk in his hand and chopped at her head.

Xia Zhaoyi flicked his figure, the long whip wrapped around the man's wrist, and pulled back forcefully.

Qiansibi's barb almost tore the man's wrist into pieces.

He immediately raised another tomahawk and chopped it down.

Fortunately, the girl had already escaped, and the tomahawk slammed into the stone wall.

Immediately, he heard a violent cracking of the whip, and he instinctively dodged back. The long whip that almost blinded him hit his chin.

What a fast whip!
It was still wrapped around his wrist just now!

The man immediately attacked again, but this time he had no room to parry.

The dark wooden house also blocked the girl's vision, but if she was given a little light, her long whip would also grow eyes.

The man was beaten back again and again. Although he had a more lethal weapon in his hand, he was not as fast and flexible as the opponent.

The girl swam away quickly, her body was like a flying bird, and she focused on his back and neck. If he could keep up with the reaction and meet the girl head-on, then the girl's attack would be his eyes.

In the end, he was forced to use his sharp ax to slash randomly in the air, hitting and running.

Xia Zhaoyi wanted to capture him alive, but this man was so powerful with a tomahawk that it was extremely difficult for her to get close.

Just as she flashed her dagger, a man and a woman came back to pick up the man, and seeing Xia Zhaoyi chasing after them, the man and the woman flashed their weapons at the same time and rushed towards Xia Zhaoyi.

(End of this chapter)