Xuanyuan Jue

Chapter 12: The Wall Has Ears (1)
Feng Shen yelled loudly, annoyed the Qing Mei, and after only a few words, he wanted to kill Feng Shen.

Qing Mei drew a sword flower, distracted Feng Shen and stabbed.Unexpectedly, with a wave of his hand, Feng Shenxin clamped the tip of the sword firmly with only two fingers.

"Wait a minute, brother," Feng Shen sneered, and said to the panic-stricken Qing Mei, "After thinking about it for a while, my parents dare not harm my body...so, I'm sorry! "

Seeing Feng Shen's calm expression, Qing Mei didn't dare to answer, her arms froze, trying to withdraw the point of the sword.

But as soon as he increased his physical strength, the tip of the sword was still caught between Feng Shen's fingers and did not move at all.Qing Mei was startled again, quickly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood firm on the horse, and pulled back vigorously.

Seeing this, Feng Shen simply loosened two fingers.There was only a sound of "buzz", Qing Mei held the trembling soft sword in her hand, and staggered back a few steps.

"You... who are you?" Qing Mei slammed her right foot to the ground, barely stopping her figure, she stretched out her soft sword, and pointed at Feng Shen, "How...how could you have such martial arts?!"

"Hahaha..." Feng Shen laughed loudly, "Brother is too famous! How can these tricks of three-legged cats be called martial arts? But... I am good at self-defense. If not, And how can you restrain your 'Brain-eating Mandrill'?"

"So my mandrill was killed by you?" Qing Mei gritted her molars and asked bitterly.

"Humans don't hurt a tiger's heart, but tigers are harmful to people." Feng Shen said, "Getting rid of that evil animal is really for self-protection. Moreover, that evil animal is bloodthirsty, I will get rid of it, and save it from harming one side!"

"Hmph! It's really a trick to get rid of my mandrill!" Qing Mei said angrily, "Okay! Then let's see the real trick!"

After finishing speaking, Qing Mei gave a loud shout and rushed towards Feng Shen again.Seeing that Qing Mei was approaching fiercely, Feng Shen didn't dare to push him too hard, he quickly raised his foot to hook up the stick, and threw it at Qing Mei.

Qing Mei twisted her wrist, the soft sword in her hand had already entangled the flying scorpion.With another flick, the scorpion hit the green brick hard ground and fell into pieces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Shen jumped forward, avoiding the sharp edge of the soft sword, then swung his palm and struck Qing Mei's ribs.

The weakness in the abdomen is the most vulnerable point of ordinary people, and Qing Mei naturally knows this truth.Seeing Feng Shen's attack, he hurriedly drew his sword back to defend.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shen pretended to attack, seeing Qing Mei return the sword, he made a feint and ran behind Qing Mei.Before Qing Mei could react, Feng Shen poked his finger on the back of his heart.

With this finger, Feng Shen used all his strength to directly attack Qing Mei's life gate.

Qing Mei only felt a stabbing pain in the back of her waist, and when she bowed her body, she could no longer hold the soft sword in her hand.

Feng Shen didn't stop, taking advantage of Qing Mei's slow movement, he quickly poked violently on Qing Mei's back.In the blink of an eye, several acupoints were brushed.

Every time a acupuncture point was hit, Qing Mei screamed, counting down, Qing Mei had already knelt down on the ground, dripping with cold sweat from the pain.

Those who practice martial arts pay attention to "the chest is like a well, and the back is like a cake".If it's a Lianjiazi, he can practice his chest and abdomen horizontally, even if he suffers a few punches and kicks, it won't cause any serious problems.But the back of the heart is back, but it is full of doors.Acupoints like Lingtai, Jinshu, and Xuanshu are all fatal points.If these acupoints were hit hard, no matter how tough he was, he would not be able to bear it.

"Offended!" Feng Shen looked at Qing Mei on the ground, and smiled slightly, "When I used my hand just now, I deliberately shifted the acupuncture point a little bit, although it hurts the muscles and bones, it will not be fatal."

"The surname... surnamed Feng!" Qing Mei put her hands on the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but she fell to the ground after a few moves, "I never thought... I've spent half my life... would... fall on you In the boy's hand!"

"Acceptance, acquiescence!" Feng Shen laughed again, "Since brother admits to failure, he doesn't dare to be aggressive. Why don't we make a deal, how about turning hostility into friendship?"

"What... what deal?" Qing Mei frowned.

"It's very simple," Feng Shen said, "Brother, as long as you tell the hiding place of the 'sticky rod' remaining party, and lead the officers and soldiers to capture him in one fell swoop, presumably the Lord Fu Yin will pay you for your merits and give you a lighter sentence."

"Hahahaha..." Qing Mei laughed wildly when she heard this, "With a child like you, why do you want to learn from others to lure you into surrender?"

"I'm laughing," Feng Shen said again, "although you are a toddler in Handan, what you say is full of heart. Because of its cruelty, the 'sticky pole' has been banned by Qianlong. Why bother the imperial court to fight against it? If you don’t rein in the precipice, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and serve the family and country with all your martial arts, gaining an official title and enshrining your wife and son, wouldn’t it be a hundred times more beautiful than a dog who is in a state of mourning all day long?”

"What a joke! What a joke!" Qing Mei said disdainfully, "I've already heard this deceitful rhetoric! If you want to get the news out of Qing Mei's mouth with sweet words, it's absolutely impossible!"

After saying that, Qing Mei suddenly grabbed the soft sword on the ground, swung her backhand, and wanted to cut towards her neck.

Feng Shen had expected this earlier, before Qing Mei cut his throat, he rushed forward and kicked away the soft sword in his hand.

"If you want to kill yourself, I'm afraid it's not that easy!" Feng Shen stepped on Qing Mei and said coldly, "If..."

But before Feng Shen finished speaking, a silver light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Feng Shen was terrified and jumped away hastily.When she regained consciousness, she found a long dart nailed to Qing Mei's neck. The dart was slender and passed through her throat!

"Who?!" Feng Shen yelled violently, and hurriedly chased him out of the lobby.But he turned around outside, but still didn't see half a person.

Back in the hall, that Qing Mei was completely out of breath.Zha Wuzuo, Jincai and the others were trembling with horror at what happened before, while Mr. Fu Yin also had livid lips, pale face, and was as stiff as a puppet.

At this moment, the servants under the hall heard the commotion, and rushed over with sticks and guns. Seeing this scene, they all showed horror, shouted and shouted, searched in the government office, making a fuss Chickens fly dogs jump.

Not to mention how the yamen servants searched for it, Mr. Fu Yin was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.Seeing that Feng Shen was carefully looking at Qing Mei's corpse lying on the ground, and was about to speak, Feng Shen made a gesture of waiting with his left hand, and with the fingers of his right hand, he pulled out the long dart from the corpse's throat, placed it in front of his eyes and carefully Check.

The long dart is shaped like a willow leaf, but it has a few fingers longer than ordinary willow leaf darts.The dart handle is wrapped with red thread several times, and there is no special mark on the dart body.Logically speaking, this dart is a hidden weapon.The people who use darts are mostly assassins, in order to stay in the dark and throw darts to hurt people without the opponent's awareness.Due to the long distance, fearing that the head will not hurt the vitals if the aim is missed, the dart operator will often quench the poisonous anesthetic on the body of the dart in advance.Even if it can't be killed with one blow, the poison on the dart will soak into the blood, causing people to die from poisoning.

And the blood stain on the long dart in front of him is bright red and moist, and has not changed color, which shows that the long dart has not been simmered to poison.

The escort must have been eavesdropping outside the hall for a long time, seeing Feng Shen forcing Qing Mei to submit, so he did nothing but silence Qing Mei.The scary thing is here, Feng Shen thought he was not weak, yet he stood there for a long time without noticing that there was no one outside the hall.Moreover, the escort was very confident in his own methods, he didn't need a poison dart, he just relied on his accuracy, stability, and ruthlessness, so he pierced Qing Mei's throat with a dart.

Thinking of this, Feng Shen couldn't help feeling chills down his back.He thought to himself: If the assassin targeted him, even if he could avoid the vital points, he might not be able to retreat completely.

After much deliberation, Feng Shen guessed that the assassin was probably the remnants of the "sticky stick", and when he saw his accomplice's whereabouts revealed, he killed him to silence him.

But now that Qing Mei is dead, naturally nothing can be done.Fortunately, the matter of the Yuelai Inn has come to light, and it can be regarded as a reluctant explanation for the three generations of the Wang family who died in vain.

The yamen servants searched until dark, but they still couldn't find the assassin.Fu Yin had no choice but to order to stop the investigation, ordered the relevant corpses and physical evidence to be put in the warehouse, and the details of the case were entered in the file in detail, and the case was closed hastily.

After leaving Shuntian Mansion, it was getting late.Feng Shen was preoccupied along the way, and walked home slowly with his head down.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the house, he saw the housekeeper Feng Quan anxiously standing on the steps and watching.Seeing Feng Shen approaching from afar, Feng Quan rushed to meet him.

"Oh, master, where did you go? It scared me to death!" Feng Quan said anxiously.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Feng Quan's appearance was not right, Feng Shen hurriedly asked.

"There's a thief! There's a thief at home!" Feng Quan said, pulling on Feng Shen's sleeve and saying, "Master, go and have a look!"

Feng Shen felt a "thump" in his heart, he raised his foot and rushed into the house.While walking quickly, he asked Feng Quan: "What's missing, have you checked it?"

Feng Quan said with a bitter face: "I didn't lose any valuables, but..."

"Just what?" Seeing Feng Quan hesitating, Feng Shen became anxious, "Say it quickly!"

"It's just that the books and scriptures at home... have been searched over and over again," Feng Quandao, "even the calligraphy and paintings collected by the master during his lifetime are all over the floor..."

Feng Shen stopped talking, simply quickened his pace, and rushed straight to the stolen place.

When they came to the place where the incident happened, it was exactly as Feng Quan said.The room was in a mess, and the bookshelves were even more messy. As long as they had words on them, none of them remained untouched. On the contrary, a pair of white jade paperweights on the desk stood there intact.

Feng Shen walked up to the case, reached out to touch the pair of paperweights, and said to himself, "These pair of white jade paperweights are all carved from Hetian mutton fat, at least they are worth a thousand taels of silver...but the thief was not moved. Just pick the scrolls to start... It seems that he is still a literary thief..."

"Young master, it's time now, do you still have the heart to say these things?" Seeing that Feng Shen was not angry, Feng Quan became a little anxious, "Should I send someone to report to the government?"

"No need!" Feng Shen waved his hand at Feng Quan, and said flatly, "Anyway, nothing valuable is lost, so let's forget it. Let's be more cautious in the future, just be more careful."

(End of this chapter)