The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Gu Shiwei's heart trembled, and her breathing became slightly faster. She followed Li Yunshu's words and repeated, "Flying bird?"

Li Yunshu was questioned like this by Gu Shiwei, and he felt a little uncertain for a moment.

He pursed his chapped lips and explained, "I like to carve seals in the middle of the night. Our school emphasizes doing it in one go. It's not easy to be disturbed in the dead of night."

"It was almost midnight, and my wife and children had turned out the lights and were resting. Suddenly, a long sword was placed on my neck."

Li Yunshu said, turning his head and pointing to the wound on his neck.A line wide, dark and scabbed.

"My wife was afraid that the light was not bright enough, which would make me blind early. She didn't know where she heard it, saying that putting more mirrors in the house would make the room brighter at night, so she placed a mirror on the front of my desk. There are several bronze mirrors stuffed into the shelves, screens and other places.”

"The sword was placed around my neck. The man was standing behind me. In fact, he never showed his face. I saw his face through the bronze mirror."

When Gu Shiwei heard this, he interrupted Li Yunshu, "Can't that person see the bronze mirror on Bogu's shelf?"

Before Li Yunshu could speak, Master Jia hurriedly explained, "This bastard usually does things in a disorganized manner, and his study has almost no place to stay."

"Everyone else has a treasure on their shelf, but he is trying to find a way out of it. Everyone who has been there can testify that, let alone the bronze mirror, there is just a pickle jar in it, and everyone except him has it. Can’t find it.”

Gu Shiwei thought of the pile of disorderly stones piled in Master Jia's shop and reluctantly believed it.

Maybe it’s true that like a teacher, like a disciple!
"Go on."

Li Yunshu nodded and spoke tremblingly, "It was precisely because I saw it in a bronze mirror that I could only see a vague outline, vaguely thinking it was a sparrow's head."

He said with certainty, "It's not the kind of auspicious phoenix pattern we usually see, or the kind of auspicious phoenix pattern embroidered on clothes, where the bird stands sideways, with its head held high, its chest high and its tail feathers clear. It's just a bird head."

As he spoke, he looked around, but didn't see any paper. He stood up quickly, reached into his master's arms, and pulled out a picture album. He turned the picture album over, revealing the back.

Regardless of Master Jia's horrified look, he dug into his sleeve pocket again, took out an eyebrow pencil that a young lady would use to draw eyebrows, and started drawing on the paper.

"I remember it was like this, two big dark eyes, very round. There were horizontal stripes on the bridge of the nose, and the mask looked like a drawing of a flapping moth. But if there were a pair of people in the holes of these two eyes Eyeballs.”

"It's just like the sparrows in the mountains! When I was young, I often caught sparrows to eat in winter, and I am very familiar with them. I think they are sparrows."

Gu Shiwei glanced at the scroll and felt a turmoil in his heart.

Her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she rolled up the scroll.

When he saw the unsightly content on the back of this volume, Gu Shiwei glanced at Master Jia speechlessly, then casually picked up a cloth bundle from the room, wrapped it up, and tied it to himself.

Master Jia's face turned red and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to bury himself in.

He was just about to explain when he heard Gu Shiwei drop a shocking sentence, "Then why weren't you silenced?"

The Imperial City Secretary is not a kind person. Things like assassination, surveillance and aftermath are their daily duties.

It wasn't until the rise of Zhang Chunhan that the Imperial City Division became arrogant, domineering and arrogant.

Why didn't the murderer kill Li Yunshu to avoid today's situation?
He was also wearing the clothes of the Imperial City Secretary and a mask that was easily impressive, which was not in line with the behavior of an experienced killer.

Wearing the robe of the Imperial City Secretary, she could still barely understand.

After all, when the investigators found Li Yunshu's head, Ding Yang had most likely been exposed, and Zhang Chunting knew that there was a spy in the Imperial City Division.

But what about the "Flying Bird" mask?

That person was careless and didn't notice that Li Yunshu saw his face in the bronze mirror.Or, he discovered it, but deliberately left Li Yunshu alive. He originally wanted to let people see the "Flying Bird" mask through Li Yunshu's mouth.

Do you want to frame him?
Or do you want to deliberately test certain people?Or lead some people to investigate "Flying Bird"?

Gu Shiwei didn't feel that this game was against herself. She was just an insignificant person. Even though she was famous for her extraordinary swordsmanship, she still didn't get into the eyes of those big shots.

Even Zhang Chunting didn't let her have subordinates who were completely hers.

Then, it is very possible that it is not aimed at Zhang Chunting, but at the iron-headed censor Han Shiyan beside her.

Gu Shiwei cleared his thoughts and looked at Li Yunshu with burning eyes.

Li Yunshu panicked for a moment. He waved his hands hurriedly, "Every word of mine is true, and it's not some elaborate work. I had carved the seal, and just when I thought I was going to be silenced, I suddenly heard my wife knocking on the door. "

"I was almost scared out of my mind at the time, wondering why this stupid woman was still hitting someone's sword. But the man put away the sword, took the things and climbed out of the window. I still don't understand. That’s why he left us and my wife dead.”

"But I know that we must be in big trouble. Master asked us to come here today, but he didn't say it was related to the Imperial City Division. Otherwise, 1 of me would not dare to come. I have already booked a boat. I’m going to drag my family with me to the south..."

Li Yunshu said, looking at Master Jia with tears in his eyes.

He has been frantically organizing his belongings these past two days, packing them into boxes and putting them on the ship, thinking that he would never see her again again for the rest of his life.When I heard Master's summons early in the morning, I paid a lot of money to buy Master's favorite picture album, thinking that this was my filial piety.

He thought that if he escaped, even if someone asked the master about it, the master would definitely hide something for him...

Never expected...

"Besides his robe and mask, does that person have any characteristics? For example, how tall is he? Are there any obvious scars on the hand holding the sword? Since he has spoken to you, you should be able to listen. Find out if it’s a male or female voice.”

"Also, does he have any special smell? People like to incense, and clothes usually have a smell."

Han Shiyan, who had been standing silently, suddenly interrupted and asked.

When Li Yunshu saw Han Shiyan, he was obviously not that nervous. He thought about it and shook his head, "I didn't smell anything, and I don't remember any scars. As for the voice, it sounded like a man's."

"I dare not look back, and I don't know how tall that person is..."

Before he could finish saying the word "gao", he felt a long sword on his neck.

He had been sitting on a stool in order to draw the bird mask pattern. Suddenly there was a sword behind him, which instantly made his hair tremble. The situation was exactly the same as that night.

The same long sword, the same robe of the Imperial City Secretary...

"Don't move, or I'll cut off your head. I won't care." Gu Shiwei said, looking at the scab left on his neck, and adjusted the width of the sword, "If you are in the study, If the chair is no different than this one, that person should be taller than me."

"The taller the person, the more inclined the wound will be when holding the sword to the neck, whereas the shorter the person will be, the flatter the wound will be."

"Well, this person should be about the same height as you, Han Shiyan."

Gu Shiwei said, feeling that it was a pity that the Imperial City Department was almost all men, because most of them had kung fu skills. There were so many people of Han Shiyan's stature that they couldn't be counted as clues.

She thought and touched the bag on her body.

She had seen the bird mask pattern painted by Li Yun before.