I hang up and lie flat in the world of martial arts

Chapter 100 Murder
"Martial Arts Conference?" Qi Xuan seemed to have remembered something, so he continued to ask, "Did Tang Tianque also participate in it 12 years ago?"

Gao Ying nodded respectfully and replied "yes".

Then he continued: "Twelve years ago, Tang Tianque had lost to several masters of the seven sects in a row. He only needed to win the last game to win the championship, but he suddenly disappeared."

Qi Xuan has heard a little about the golden silk inner armor.

It is said that it is made of rare golden silk, as thin as a cicada's wing and as light as nothing. After wearing it, it can withstand the attack of any sharp weapon in the world.

Good things are good things.

It's just that for a top expert who hurts people with true energy, the practical value is not high.

In addition, at that time, Tang Tianque was afraid that he had already connected with the mysterious force. After the other party took out the pure yang thing, Tang Tianque, who was only a golden silk inner armor, would naturally not take it seriously.

Compared with the final reward, Tang Tianque probably valued the prestige brought by winning the championship in the martial arts competition more.

If it wasn't for the pure yang thing provided by the mysterious forces, Tang Tianque would not give up the final decisive battle easily.

"So who is Tang Tianque's opponent in the end?" Qi Xuan asked curiously.

"Oh, it's Zhu Shengjing. People in the Jianghu are called 'The Hero of the East Sea', and he is the son of Zhu Haishan, the former owner of Cangliu Island."

When Qi Xuan heard the words, he felt that the name Cangliu Island was somewhat familiar, and immediately asked, "But the Cangliu Island where 'One-armed Shennong' Tan Sanxiao is?"

Gao Ying nodded emphatically.

It is said that there are two kinds of ruthless people in Jianghu.

One is the person who actively seeks out Tan Sanxiao for treatment.

The other is the person who has been cured by Tan Sanxiao but has both hands.

It is Tan Sanxiao's rule to cut off the arm first.

In a critical moment, being able to survive with a broken arm is the choice most people will make.

But once the danger is over, resentment will inevitably arise in the heart.

So Tan Sanxiao's rule is not saving people, it is clearly making enemies.

How many people will be so generous as to spare the person who has lost their own arm?

Even if this person just saved his life.

Because of this, no matter how many people Tan Sanxiao saved, he formed so many grievances that he finally had to go east to avoid disaster and hid on Cangliu Island.

I don't know if this is considered a medical trouble in the world of martial arts.

"Grandfather, what else do you need to explain?" Qi Xuan yawned, seeing that the sky was almost at his bedtime.

Some words are naturally not easy to convey through the mother.

The details about Qi Xuan's martial arts.

The situation obtained by the parents is different from that obtained by the grandfather.

What the parents got here was a letter from Song Heyang, which only mentioned that their martial arts were very high, but did not specify how high their martial arts were, because Qi Xuan's parents were not from the Jianghu, and they did not know how to classify the masters of the Jianghu. I understand very well.

According to Qi Xuan's insinuations from his mother, they probably thought that their martial arts were in a relatively outstanding position among the younger generation, and there might be a certain gap between them and Song Heyang.

Qi Xuan can only say that his parents underestimated himself and the younger generation in the world.

Practicing martial arts is not cultivating immortals. Internal strength will delay the decline of qi and blood and prolong the speed of metabolism, but it still cannot resist the erosion of time.

From the beginning of being sensible at the age of six, the energy and blood began to decline after the age of 40.

Generally speaking, the golden time for a person to practice martial arts is more than 30 years.

Most of the top masters already have good martial arts at the age of 30 or so.

Zhang Heming, Tang Tianque, and the Mu brothers are the best examples.

All four of them reached the top or even the top level before the age of 30.

The same is true for the new generation of Shangqing Guan, Hua Pingfeng and Meng Yafeng.

It's just that for talented young people, it often takes decades of precipitation before their fame can match their martial arts.

Even the high-ranking grandfather Qi Jiang probably didn't really understand how strong Qi Xuan's martial arts were.

Moreover, Qi Xuan guessed that the people in the court probably had no idea about Tang Tianque's martial arts.

……

Gao Ying said in a deep voice: "Master Hou didn't give any specific explanations, but just said... I hope you can... help me when the time is right."

"Oh?" Qi Xuan couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.

This is not in line with Qi Jiang's style.

You don't need to guess the person you help, you know it's the imperial court.

It seems that my previous ten years of lying flat were not useless at all.

At the very least, let this loyal and patriotic grandfather not force Qi Xuan to do anything with family affection after he knew his martial arts realm.

Yes!

Qi Xuan smiled and said: "Okay, you can step back first, you don't have to let people around my yard in the future, if Grandpa has anything to convey, you can come to me directly."

"But one thing... don't come during bedtime!"

"Yes!"

After bowing and watching Qi Xuan leave, Gao Ying slowly stood up straight, first took a long breath, then stretched out his hand to touch the already wet back, his eyes suddenly showed horror.

……

As the saying goes, seeing is believing.

In order to make the guard understand something in the future, Qi Xuan used some tricks when he was talking to him just now.

It cannot be said to be a small means.

It's just that Qi Xuan didn't restrain his inner breath, and let the real qi in his body circulate to affect the surrounding qi.

With Qi Xuan's cultivation at this time, he felt oppressive without restraint.

Gao Ying must have had a hard time just now.

……

The next day,

Qi Xuan finally met his father Qi Yan.

Could it be that when the family of three was reunited, Mrs. Li asked the kitchen to cook a table of dishes slowly.

But when Qi Yan saw the meat and vegetables on the table, his face turned pale instantly.

Taking a panoramic view of the changes in his father's expression, Qi Xuan continued to concentrate on enjoying the delicious food.

Unexpectedly, after the meal, his father Qi Yan took the initiative to keep Qi Xuan.

"Son, since you are so good at martial arts, can you do me a favor?"

"no!"

Based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, Qi Xuan refused without raising his head.

"Qi Yan, don't think that your son is good at martial arts, so you send him to do things!" Mrs. Li had sensed her husband's thoughts, and said immediately.

Murder, how dangerous!

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and said in dissatisfaction: "Since you have achieved success in martial arts, even if you don't want to join the court to serve the country, you should have a narrow mind and do more to eliminate the strong and help the weak."

"I think this matter is settled!" After finishing speaking, Qi Yan stood up abruptly, and said to Qi Xuan with a serious face: "After a while, you can follow me to the government office to see if I can help you. busy."

Seeing his son's success, Qi Yan of course refused to let him continue to lie flat.

I'll just say...

Qi Xuan, who was about to be prostituted by his father for nothing, immediately looked at his mother asking for help.

Upon receiving his son's gaze, Mrs. Li immediately slapped the table and stood up.

"Qi Yan, my son just arrived home yesterday, it's fine if you don't come back for a family reunion, and now you dare to order your son to handle a murder case!"

"I don't think this family can accommodate our mother and son!"

"I'll take Xuan'er back to my hometown in Yongzhou tomorrow!"

……

Seeing his mother's great power suppressing his father's silence, Qi Xuan seemed to see the majestic confidence behind his mother, which was as towering as mountains.

A woman with 18 mu of fertile land,

The momentum is different.

……

However, Qi Xuan finally followed Qi Yan out of the house.

It's not because I'm worried that the family will break up.

Just simply going out for a trip.

"Be clear in advance, I'm just going to take a look." Qi Xuan said solemnly: "I'll leave after a look, and then you have to tell your mother when you go home at night that I've been staying with you all day!"

Qi Yan frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Hey..." Qi Xuan immediately reminded with a smile: "Father, don't forget the gentleman's agreement between us, don't worry about it!"

I saw the indelible worry in Qi Yan's eyes again.

Qi Xuan couldn't help sighing softly: "Don't worry, my son is so good at martial arts, you'll be fine."

"Don't go to those messy places!" Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a straight face: "The Zhao family is in Ning'an Mansion!"

Qi Xuan could only wave his hands helplessly, indicating that he would not go.

……

As soon as the father and son stepped into the gate of the government office, they bumped into a head catcher walking towards them.

When the head catcher arrived in front of Qi Yan, he immediately clasped his fists in salute and said, "Lord Qi, all the corpses have been placed in the mortuary, and Wu Zuo is doing an autopsy."

Then he caught a glimpse of Qi Xuan standing beside Qi Yan, and he couldn't help showing a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Hearing the corpse, Qi Yan's face turned pale again, and then he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "Very good."

"The head catcher of the government office, Zhang Hu."

"This is Qi Xuan, the official's son, who has just returned from studying at Shangqing Temple."

Zhang Hu couldn't help frowning when he heard Qi Xuanshi was Qi Yan's son.

Then he heard Shangqingguan again, his eyes lit up immediately, he clasped his fists and said: "It turns out that Young Master Qi is actually a master of Shangqingguan, forgive Zhang Hu for being rude just now!"

Sure enough, the gold-lettered signboards of the Seven Schools were not built.

Qi Xuan immediately smiled and cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Zhang Putou."

Seeing that the two of them had finished meeting, Qi Yan hurriedly said: "Zhang Putou didn't mean the murder in Gongjiazhuang, it was very likely that people from the Jianghu committed it, so I wanted to bring Qi Xuan over to see if he could help identify the murder. What kind of martial arts was used by the murderer."

"It turns out to be like this." Zhang Hu suddenly realized, and then quickly stepped aside to get out of the way, stretched out his hand and said, "Master Qi, Young Master Qi, please!"

The mortuary was cold and dry, and more than a dozen corpses were lying naked on beds made of planks and benches.

The two forensics were doing the autopsy. When they saw Qi Yan and his party coming in, they quickly put down the tools in their hands and came over to salute.

"I've met Lord Qi, I've seen Catcher Zhang."

Qi Xuan, who was walking behind his father, glanced slightly.

There were seventeen corpses in the mortuary.

Thirteen men and four women.

The oldest has all white hair, is skinny, and has age spots all over his face.

The youngest, less than one meter long.

……

"I've already found someone to identify them. It's the seventeen members of the Gong family, and none of them is missing." Zhang Hu whispered from the side.

It's no wonder Qi Yan is so concerned about the massacre.

"Wow!"

Suddenly there was a ringing in my ear.

Qi Xuan turned his head and saw his father who was blushing.

"Master Qi, why don't you go out and wait?" Zhang Hu made a timely rescue.

Qi Yan resisted the urge to spit it out, and looked at Qi Xuan.

Qi Xuan said helplessly: "Father, otherwise you can go out and wait first. It's fine for Zhang Butou to watch with me here."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Yan's eyes brightened instantly, and then he patted Zhang Butou and Qi Xuan on the shoulders, and escaped from the mortuary like a gust of wind.

"vomit--"

Listen to the sound of vomiting from outside.

Zhang Hu explained with some embarrassment: "Master Qi is a scholar after all..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qi Xuan: "Did Zhang Butou learn martial arts in Shaolin?"

"Huh?" Zhang Hu was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Qi Xuanying passed him and walked to a dead body.

Zhang Hu hurriedly followed, and then replied: "I did study for a few years as a teenager when I was young, but it's a pity that I was not talented enough to become a lay disciple."

"Master Qi, how did you see it?"

Qi Xuan smiled and said: "Look at your arms, shoulders, and walking posture. I think you must have practiced very diligently on weekdays. It is their loss that Shaolin didn't pay attention to Zhang Butou."

Not everyone can become a Shaolin lay disciple.

In other words, you have to have this talent to carry water.

Even if Zhang Hu failed to become a lay disciple and learned Shaolin's orthodox inner strength, but just relying on a few years of polishing his body is enough for him to earn a living outside.

The head catchers who work in the government office are different from the god catchers in the Department of Pursuing Murders and Robbers. They are just ordinary officials without official status, so the requirements are not that high.

"Ning'an Mansion doesn't have any arresters from the Department of Pursuing Murders and Robbers?" Qi Xuan said as he walked towards another corpse.

It stands to reason that there should be a silver-clothed god arrester in Ning'an Mansion.

"This..." Zhang Hu showed a look of embarrassment on his face, "Master Lin has other important matters, so..."

"Ok?"

Qi Xuan who came to a corpse suddenly raised his eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)