Strange Events of the Tang Dynasty

At night, when the shower stopped, Nanhe County Government Office.

The murderer in the Sitianjian case finally ended his life in a heavy rain in the afternoon.As the presiding judge of the case, Meng Ziyan couldn't be happier.

When he thought of what Ling Changfeng had done, his heart was burning with anger.In this case, not only was he not present as the presiding judge when the murderer was hunted down, but no one was caught afterwards, and even Mr. Wang's body is now just a handful of ashes.

Mencius Yan sat in the study room in the back hall of the Nanhe County government office, rubbed his slightly swollen head, and looked at the letter paper that had been spread on the desk for a long time. On it was the case description written by the county magistrate Qin. Dali Siqing, who is used to writing case files, also feels that what he writes is extremely wonderful at the moment, but the wonderfulness does not belong to him.

After thinking for a long time, he sighed, and Mencius still dipped his pen in the ink and began to write stroke by stroke.After a while, at the end of the letter paper, a three-character signature of Mencius Yan was added.

Now this file only needs to be confirmed by Ling Changfeng, and the case will be considered closed.Finally, after it was transferred to the emperor through the post station, news of rewards and punishments would be conveyed in a few days.

Seeing that it was getting late, Mencius Yan walked out of the study and told the policemen waiting outside: "Come here, give this file to Special Envoy Ling for signature! After it is signed by Special Envoy Ling, give it to County Magistrate Qin."

The policeman bowed his hands to Mencius Yan, took the file carefully, turned around and walked to the guest room where Ling Changfeng lived.

Seeing that the patrol had left, Mencius walked back into the study and carefully took out a clay pot, but he didn't know what was inside.I saw him pick up a rabbit hair pen and write something on a piece of paper that is two fingers wide. It is very strange that there is no trace where the brush strokes.

After finishing writing, Mencius Yan opened the window behind the study and summoned a black carrier pigeon. This Mencius Yan was still using the dark web to deliver the message, but he didn't know who he was going to deliver the message to, it was so mysterious.

. . .

Ling Changfeng in the guest room opened the window, and was sprinkling some dry grains outside at the moment, and muttered, "Xiaoyu, you need something to eat, I can only help you here, then Come down and see your performance."

Xiaoyu, who was lying on the table, heard the word "snack" that Ling Changfeng said, and immediately pricked up his ears, but saw Ling Changfeng sprinkle something that he was not interested in, and yelled "meow", obviously to Ling Changfeng Changfeng was dissatisfied with deceiving himself with "snacks".

When Xiaolan saw this, she immediately "giggled" and laughed, which made her depressed mood much happier.Looking at his young master's actions, he asked curiously, "Master, what are you doing?"

Ling Changfeng smiled slightly, patted the crumbs on his hands, and said softly: "Don't you think there are a lot of birds near the county office? I'm looking for some playmates for Xiaoyu."

Wiping his hands, Ling Changfeng saw that Xiaolan's mood had improved, and asked, "Xiaolan, after your confrontation with Nadashan today, you seem to be in a very low mood? What's on your mind?"

Xiaolan nodded, and after thinking for a while, recalling Dashan's attack, she said softly, "That man's inner strength is extremely strong. If he confronts me, my chance of winning is only [-]%. It's a pity that my Qingguang swordsmanship is still weak." A few loopholes have not yet been completed, but at this moment, Master and her old man are nowhere to be found."

At the end, he sighed softly, and said again: "Master, next time we meet this person, we should be more careful. I suspect that this person is secretly following you and County Magistrate Qin, that's why he appeared in Xicheng Door."

Ling Changfeng nodded and said: "Well, this person and the woman who is traveling with him are a big trouble. By the way, Xiaolan, do you have any internal strength? I read it in the book. It is said that the internal strength needs to be practiced diligently to make further progress.”

Looking at her young master's big eyes full of doubts, Xiaolan chuckled and said, "Master, where did you hear it? How can we have such a miraculous internal strength. In fact, martial arts in this world are based on body skills, eyesight, It's just hand speed and reaction."

Seeing that Ling Changfeng was still puzzled, Xiaolan said patiently: "Actually, no matter whether you use a knife, a sword, or a gun, they are all pretty much the same. Take the sword technique I use as an example. It can be divided into three levels.”

"The first level is the basic swordsmanship. It has already mastered the common sword moves and sword styles. Those who can reach this level are like the ordinary disciples of the Cold Shadow God Sect and Canglong Pavilion."

"The second stage can be called the way of swordsmanship. People who can reach this level have already mastered swordsmanship, and can also create sword moves that suit their own habits and moods. The world calls it the unity of human and sword. Now I am In this state, Nadashan may have already achieved double perfection."

"As for the third level, I don't know what the situation is. I'm afraid only Qinglian Sword Immortal and my master can reach it! One day when I meet Qinglian Sword Immortal again, I will ask for advice."

After hearing this, Ling Changfeng was naturally at a loss, obviously he didn't know anything about such a professional matter.He waved his hand: "You don't have to worry too much about Darshan's threat. I'm afraid we won't be able to meet him for a while."

After finishing speaking, Ling Changfeng looked at Xiaolan, and asked again: "Xiaolan, do you think I can learn one and a half moves? Why don't you teach me." He picked up the wooden stick beside him and danced a few times. Down.

Xiaolan smiled "hehe" and said softly, "Master, my sword move is derived from sword dance, so I'm afraid it's not suitable for you. If you don't mind, I can give you some pointers. This is the first thing, let's start. Practicing one-character horses..."

Before Xiaolan finished speaking, Ling Changfeng's head shook like a rattle.Quickly changed the subject: "Well... we'll talk about it next time. By the way, just now you said that you only have a [-]% chance of winning against Dashan. Could it be that there is such a big difference in strength due to a few moves?"

Xiaolan nodded seriously, and said slowly: "Master, except for those who are not in the world, there is only the third level of martial arts that I just mentioned. But even though there are only three levels, the differences between each level are also very different. Yes. The difference between the two is like the difference between ten and a hundred. Maybe there are other levels above, but that's not what I can understand now."

Ling Changfeng looked suddenly enlightened, and said casually: "Xiao Lan, you have such a state at such a young age, I am afraid that you will go further on this road in the future. Hehe, maybe you can reach the fourth level or fifth level. .”

Seeing that her young master had such confidence in herself, Xiaolan lowered her head and smiled, her heart warmed up, but she didn't say anything, while she stretched out her hand to comb Xiaoyu's hair, she thought to herself: Is the fourth level, even the master only heard about it? Let's just pass it...