The first among the heavens begins with martial arts

Chapter 54
The honest monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, "The monk sees that the little benefactor of Long seems to be resentful of his father to testify. Mr. Yang is very aware of the details when he catches the head, and he must know it well, and he will not convict people just because of a single sentence. Investigate again."

Yang Zheng nodded, and said: "The honest monk is right. Of course, I won't listen to one-sided words. Otherwise, if the prisoner testifies at will and slanders others, wouldn't I become a joke? I have always believed in handling cases with evidence. This time will be no exception."

Hearing this, an attendant beside him immediately stepped forward and handed over a booklet.

Yang Zheng opened the booklet, and said with a straight voice: "Long Xiaoyun was born in the autumn of the 12th year of Chenghua, ranking fourth in the family. His father, Long Zhao, was from Jiangling, Huguang. The daughter of the family died in the third year of Hongzhi..."

"... His eldest brother, Long Xiaofeng, died in the second year of Hongzhi because of walking darts, and his second brother, Long Xiaoyu, fell ill in the third year of Hongzhi. There should be nothing wrong with the information of the owner of Longzhuang, right?"

Long Xiaoyun suppressed his fear, and said hoarsely: "The chief arrester knows everything, and there are no mistakes or omissions."

"Then I ask you, where did your third brother Long Xiaowu go?"

Yang Zheng asked harshly, like a thunderstorm.

Long Xiaoyun's mind was muddled, he thought for a long time, but he didn't know what it had to do with his elder brother who had disappeared long ago, so he could only bluntly say: "My third elder brother disappeared 20 years ago, I don't know his brother Where did you go?"

Mr. Tie Di snorted coldly: "I'm afraid it's not that you don't know, but you just don't want to talk about it. How wonderful is it to kill the treasure that he snatched?"

Li Xun Huan frowned and said, "Is Mr. Tie Di a little too imaginative? Without evidence, he wronged my elder brother."

Yang Zheng laughed, "Don't be deceived by some people, Li Tanhua, of course I have evidence, if there is no evidence, how could I come here?"

He looked solemn, and said: "Long Xiaowu once joined the Devil's Cult, and he is one of the heads of the Devil's Elder Da Huanxi Bodhisattva. He has been working in the Central Plains for a long time. You said, would his only brother Long Xiaoyun at that time Know?"

Everyone present was startled again, even Long Xiaoyun looked in disbelief, he really didn't know that his elder brother was a member of the Demon Cult.

Li Xunhuan felt something was wrong, but he still argued for Long Xiaoyun: "Even if his elder brother is a member of the Demon Cult, what does it have to do with the Plum Blossom robbery case?"

Yang Zheng applauded: "It really doesn't matter much. What I want to say is that this can prove that Long Xiaoyun's words are not credible, and the information of this person 20 years ago is also not credible."

The noise in the field disappeared instantly, and countless people opened their mouths wide.

It turned out that this was Yang Zheng's real killing move.

Even when Long Xiaoyun identified him just now, many people thought that Yang Zheng had at most caught Long Xiaoyun in the yamen to deal with him, because with Yang Zheng's character and conduct, it was impossible to kill an innocent person unjustly.

Long Xiaoyun was well-documented 30 years ago, when he was studying art in Sichuan, while Plum Blossom Pirates had never been to Sichuan.

He met a lot of people when he was studying art, and there are records everywhere that can be checked. Based on this alone, it is difficult to say that he is the Plum Blossom Pirate.

It is impossible to prove that he was the plum blossom thief 30 years ago, and it is not easy to crucify him and teach his son to commit crimes. After all, before the incident, Long Xiaoyun held banquets almost every day, and had little time to go out to commit crimes.

His son, Long Xiaoyun, has not been home since he became apprentice to Zhao Zhengyi a year ago.

But when all the records were suspected to be incomplete or even false, Long Xiaoyun immediately fell into great danger.

Yang Zheng sneered, "Long Xiaoyun, you studied art in Sichuan 30 years ago, do you have any witnesses?"

Sweat rolled down Long Xiaoyun's forehead, and he said in a trembling voice, "Yes! Mr. Zhao, the soul-chasing dart of the Tang Sect in Central Shu, can prove it for me. Mr. Zhao was by his side when I was learning art."

Yang Zheng clapped his hands, and a few seconds later, an old man appeared. The old man was full of silver hair, the skin on his face was completely loose, and he looked like he was about to die.

"Master Zhao, is the owner of the Dragon Manor in front of you the same Long Xiaoyun you taught back then?"

The old man walked up to Long Xiaoyun tremblingly, looked carefully, scratched his hair again, still not sure, walked around Long Xiaoyun, and said: "I can't say it, I can't say it, it's a bit like , but it’s a little different, I’m not sure about the old man.”

Long Xiaoyun was in a hurry, grabbed the old man's hand with both hands, and said anxiously: "Master Zhao, I am Long Xiaoyun! Xiaotian, did you forget that you taught me the hidden weapon technique of the Tang Sect back then?"

The old man looked embarrassed, his old eyes were dim, and his memory was severely weakened. He was half body already in the coffin, but Yang Zheng invited him over from all the way.

Looking at Long Xiaoyun who was sweating profusely, he was dizzy, but he still didn't dare to promise, "It's been too long, Long Xiaoyun was only 30 years old 14 years ago, the old man really couldn't recognize him."

Yang Zheng said expressionlessly, "Master Long, is there anyone else who can prove your identity?"

Long Xiaoyun's eyes were blurred, and he said: "There are also the coach of the martial arts school back then, Xu Longyan and Xu Longyan of the Tianwu Escort Bureau, but I have lost contact with them a long time ago, and I don't know where they are."

Mr. Tie Di sneered and said, "Che Xiangqian died of illness 17 years ago, and Xu Longyan also died outside the territory three years ago, so there is no proof of his death."

Long Xiaoyun felt like being struck by lightning, and he couldn't name anyone who could prove it.

It can be said that Yang Zheng's preparations were exhaustive. Everyone present praised him for his thoughtfulness and careful planning, and he did not leave any chance for Long Xiaoyun to make a comeback.

Li Xunhuan suddenly laughed, "Mr. Yang's headhunting counted without any omissions, but he didn't find one of the most obvious loopholes. My elder brother's martial arts are not weak, but compared with Plum Blossom Pirates, he is obviously inferior by more than one level. Could it be that there is still a lot to do in martial arts training?" The more you practice, the more you go back?"

The surrounding noises reappeared, and the onlookers were basically warriors. Naturally, they knew the gap between Plum Blossom Pirates and Long Xiaoyun's martial arts. 30 years ago, Plum Blossom Pirates were at least at the master level, and Long Xiaoyun's martial arts that he had always shown were not even at the peak of a master master. less distance.

Yang Zheng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "What Li Tanhua said is good. Although it is not uncommon to go back as you practice martial arts, it is indeed too much to regress from a master to become a master. But there is one situation, which is actually understandable."

The honest monk asked curiously, "I don't know what's going on?"

Mr. Tie Di said coldly: "Pass the skills!"

In the world of ancient dragons, there is only one special way to pass on the power of the wedding dress, so people in the world didn't understand the meaning of the word "transmission" for a while, but Li Xunhuan was not included in it.

"Yiyu Dafa?"

"That's right, it's the Devil's Cult's jade-yielding method."

Mr. Tie Di looked at Long Xiaoyun maliciously, "Long Xiaoyun's martial arts moves are fierce and evil, and ordinary warriors are not used to it for the first time, but in the end it is just a surprise. He is invincible because his internal strength is at its peak."

"At the age of 14, even if he is one of the top three masters in the world, he might not be as powerful as Long Xiaoyun. This is really unreasonable."

At this moment, all the warriors present came to a realization, "Someone must have used the Yiyu Dafa to teach Long Xiaoyun."

"Don't you think it's me who imparted the kung fu to that wicked barrier?" Long Xiaoyun laughed, "I myself feel that the kung fu is not strong enough, so why would I teach him the kung fu?"

Mr. Iron Flute snorted, "That's not certain."

Long Xiaoyun argued again: "Besides, Yiyu Dafa is the supreme secret of the Demon Sect, so how can outsiders learn it? I know Mr. Tie Di that your favorite concubine was tortured and killed by plum blossom thieves, but you can't take your anger out on innocent people because of this." man of."

Yang Zheng said coldly: "Everyone is innocent, what you and I say doesn't count, everything must be based on evidence."

Li Xun Huan felt bad, "Where is the evidence?"

Yang Zheng raised his voice, "Although my six sects don't have the Demon Sect's Yiyu Dafa, I know that after practicing and using the Yiyu Dafa, the main points on the practitioner's back will appear purple and blue for a long time, Master Longzhuang If you have a clear conscience, why don't you show your back to prove your innocence?"

Long Xiaoyun was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked in an instant. He felt a large net of conspiracy covering him. Yang Zheng and his subordinates were like greedy spiders, using spider silk to bind his own space bit by bit. Make yourself more and more out of breath.

Yang Zheng's reputation is very good both in the world and among the people. He is not afraid of the powerful and considerate of the common people, and has repeatedly spoken out for justice.

He was born as a catcher in a small town, but he repeatedly solved major cases with his wit and bravery, and became the chief catcher of the Six Doors North step by step without a background.

In the most exciting battle of his life, Yang Zheng even defeated the hereditary first-class Di Qinglin at a complete disadvantage, exposing his identity and conspiracy, and became a well-known battle in the world.

Long Xiaoyun didn't understand why Yang Zheng wanted to deal with him. The status of the two of them was very different, and he couldn't even curry favor if he wanted to.

With Yang Zheng's ingenuity, he can definitely see that he was wronged, but regardless of the good reputation he has built over the years, he insists on killing him.

Long Xiaoyun's trembling appearance even shook Li Xunhuan a little, but the next moment he strengthened his confidence.

"Brother, do you have something to say?"

Long Xiaoyun took a few deep breaths before calming down a little, and said slowly: "There are indeed purple and blue marks on the key points on my back, but I don't know if it's not the Yiyu Dafa. I accidentally bought it three months ago. Men Qigong, the traces appeared more than a month after practicing, someone must be framing me!"

There were bursts of laughter one after another, obviously no one believed Long Xiaoyun's explanation, how come you got a unique skill by such a coincidence.

"Fourth Master Long really thinks of himself as someone special, and someone is willing to use Yiyu Dafa in exchange for his life. Is he worthy? He deserves a J!"

"If you sell Xingyunzhuang, you won't be able to buy the Yiyu Dafa. It's the supreme method secretly passed down from generation to generation by the leader of the Demon Cult, and even the elders of the Demon Cult didn't get to pass it on!"

"What he wants to say is true. The future will be miserable. The Demon Sect will definitely make trouble for him. If he falls into the hands of Catcher Yang, he will die at worst. If he falls into the hands of the Demon Sect, life will be worse than death!"

The cold words are like the never-ending cold wind, taking away Long Xiaoyun's hope and future little by little, and he feels that what is flowing in his body is no longer blood, but frosty ice slag.

(End of this chapter)