The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 78 Murder (for collection and recommendation)
Taking a day off means spending time and drinking, or going to a restaurant to find some women to have a good time. It is human nature to enjoy life to the fullest.

But Xiang Yang's life is very hard, not in eating and drinking, but in the soul, in the body, practicing swords, boxing, fingers, body skills, and at the same time running all the organs in the body all the time True Fa, one day passes by in a flash.

This kind of life may be unbearable to others, but Xiang Yang enjoys it and immerses himself in it, because he can feel himself getting stronger bit by bit. This kind of realization is a thousand times happier than playing games. After all, he is a real person Trial Version.

After that, the county town was as calm as before, and the change of owner of the Giant Bear Gang and the renaming of the Feiyu Gang did not cause too much trouble. For ordinary people, life must go on, rolling forward like a wheel, which cannot be tolerated. shut down.

On this day, the weather was gloomy and the breeze was blowing. Xiang Yang was instructing Fu Dachun to practice swords in the resting place of the police in the backyard of the county government office. The Yanling sword scabbard in his hand beat Fu Dachun's arms, waist and abdomen from time to time, and corrected his posture.

It has been five days since Fu Dachun got the basic breathing formula and basic saber technique. During these five days, he practiced kungfu morning and evening, and he worked hard. It can be said that he is very diligent, but his aptitude is mediocre, and he has passed the best foundation-laying age, so he has gained very little.

Needless to say, the Tuna Jue is the same as if you didn't practice it, and you didn't feel the slightest sense of aura. In terms of saber technique, although practicing the move alone seems to be the case, in fact, there are many mistakes and omissions. There is no way. Time to point him out.

In the middle of the yard, there were still three or two catchers fighting crickets together. In this weather, no one wanted to go out, and it was better to nest in the county office.

But how can things go as you wish?No, Wang Ying brought Liu Feng and Yu Fei, two senior police officers from the county government, to the backyard with gloomy faces, gathered Xiang Yang and other police officers, and said that there was a case and they had to go to the crime scene immediately .

Accompanied by the arrester, there were eight servants from the county government office and a grimly dressed old man, with pure black clothes, pale face, and triangular eyes. He looked like a ghost. It was the old man Xu, the assistant of the Anyuan county government office.

"This time the crime happened in Li Guo Village, and the victim is Li Jinhai. Everyone must be cautious in their words and deeds when they get there, and don't say too much that shouldn't be said, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Li Guo Village is a well-known tough village, and the people in it don't even dare to provoke Heifeng Village. If someone says something nasty, it is easy to cause disaster for themselves.

A group of more than a dozen people, equipped with swords and sticks, left the main gate of the county government in a mighty manner, heading straight for Liguo Village outside the county seat. They were a little surprised when they heard Wang Ying's words on the way.

"Li Jinhai? How is it possible? Who can kill him?"

A yamen servant held a wooden stick, whispered in surprise, his eyes were full of disbelief, this is one of the strongest men in Anyuan County, a macho man that even Heifeng Shanzhai dare not provoke.

At the age of nine, he lifted a hundred catties of bluestone. At the age of 13, he single-handedly beat a wild boar weighing seven hundred catties. By the age of 20, he had unparalleled supernatural power and archery skills. Helping a strong man with the same name and being the soul of Li Guocun, even a person like Jia Kui dare not say that he can win Li Jinhai.

Xiang Yang didn't think there was anything, stuffed the jujube into his mouth, and delicately changed the movement traces under his feet, without internal force, just relying on the physical body to practice the myriad changes, which is not a small gain for this light kung fu.

He was practicing, Fu Dachun carefully approached Xiang Yang, and said in a low voice,
"Brother Xiaoyang, Li Jinhai is a powerful, mighty and powerful man with natural power. Could the person who killed him be some wanted criminal who fled to Anyuan County?"

Xiang Yang shook his head, "I don't know. Now we haven't even seen the scene of the crime, and the specific situation of the victim Li Jinhai hasn't been verified, so we can't jump to conclusions.

Dachun, although you have practiced martial arts now, I must tell you that in this world, ordinary people can kill martial artists with high martial arts skills.

Crossbow arrows, poison, crowd tactics, etc., don't make wild guesses just because of a person's past reputation, it may be misleading. "

Xiang Yang's voice was not low, and many people heard it. Police officers like Wang Ying, Yu Fei, Liu Feng and others all looked at Xiang Yang in surprise. His own style is indeed a good seed for a quick catch.

"Xiaoxiang is right. I have handled many cases. On the surface, it seems to be the work of warriors, and they have to be reported to the gods for handling.

But after careful investigation, more than [-]% of the crimes were committed by ordinary people, so it's just a matter of suspicion. When there is no specific conclusion, don't make random guesses. "

Wang Ying raised her mouth, and then everyone didn't speak, but just hurried on their way quietly. Fortunately, the weather was gloomy today, and there was a cool breeze, which relieved everyone's fever, so it wasn't too sad.

The crowd walked and trotted from time to time, and it took about two hours before they arrived at Liguo Village outside the county seat. Some people were already sweating profusely, unbuttoning their clothes to cool off, but Xiang Yang looked as usual, his face not red and his heart beating.

Liguo Village, adjacent to Heishan, is a small village under the jurisdiction of Anyuan. There are not many villagers. There are only more than 200 households in total. The total number of villagers is only 500. Compared with the surrounding village, the scale is much smaller.

However, the folk customs here are tough. Since entering the village, men and women who come and go carry iron bows and arrows with them. They have sharp eyes, and they are not easy to provoke.

Xiang Yang even saw two children wearing crotch pants waving and playing with special small wooden bows and small wooden hammers in their hands, crackling and beating, neither light nor heavy, but they are used to it, which shows that it is definitely not easy to save fuel when they grow up. lamp.

Li Jinhai's home is the third house in the east of Liguo Village. There is a big red brick tile house, two courtyards at the front and back, and two big red lanterns hanging high in front of the door. The living conditions are very good.

But at this time, the family was in mourning, and there were quite a few people from the village who were talking fiercely in front of the door.

"Let's go, let's go, the county government is here."

A person outside the gate of Li's house saw Wang Ying and others, and hurriedly shouted, asking the people around him to make way for Wang Ying and the others.

Hearing people coming from the county government, the surrounding dozen tough men and a mighty old man with white beard and hair turned their gazes to Wang Ying and the others who were oncoming, lacking the fear of ordinary people towards the government in their eyes , On the contrary, it seems very unruly.

"Wang Ying, your efficiency is getting slower and slower. Let's go to the mansion first. Xiaoer, you take the villagers back first, and I will receive them here."

Seeing Wang Ying, the mighty old man said in a loud voice, and then let a strong and strong man lead the people around the Li family's gate to disperse. Walking to Li's house, he briefly introduced some of the circumstances of Li Jinhai's murder.

Wang Ying asked two yamen servants to guard the door of Li's house, and the idlers were not allowed to enter. Then he took the rest of the people and followed him to Li's house to check the specific situation.

Among them, the old man Xu, who was dressed in common clothes and hunched over his back, slowly put a dull white leather glove on his hand. It smelled a bit of a stench, and made the yamen servants around him stay away for a while. I don't know. How many dead people have you touched?

But Xiang Yang is very curious about how this glove is made, it is professional enough.

(End of this chapter)