Niu Miao died.
The fifth Martial Arts Academy student who died within two days, less than half an hour after Fang Jie and the others left Niu Huilun's mansion, the guards in the palace took Niu Miao's body away, and the scholar collapsed on the ground The old man burst into tears and fainted several times. In any case, he never thought that sending his daughter to the Martial Arts Academy would be a way of no return.
The Niu Mansion was gloomy up and down.
Not to mention the identities of the other three students, only Yuan Chengshi and Niu Miao, one is the son of Yuan Chongwu, Governor of Hebei Province, and the other is the daughter of Niu Huilun, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion. The untimely death of these two people was enough to cause waves in the great lake of Chang'an City.
It was Meng Wudi, the deputy commander of the Ouchi Guards Department, who came to the University Scholars' Mansion to take away Niu Miao's body, an acquaintance of Fang Jie's. During those days in the prison, Meng Wudi was a frequent visitor to Fang Jie's stone room. Although Fang Xie could see dislike for him from the other party's eyes, he didn't have any hostility. He knew that because of his own affairs, Meng Wudi was not as good as before at the Ouchi guards. Of course, the saddest thing was that he lost an arm.
Meng Wudi went about his business and brought Fang Jie and Ma Lilian Qiuyu back to the guards' office.
Here, Fang Jie saw four other corpses.
There is also Mo Wanwu with red eyes, like a violent wild wolf. Fang Jie didn't think Mo Wanwu was a qualified professor, but he could see that this incident really made him angry and sad.
"No matter how you look at it, their deaths seem to have something to do with what happened to Banyue Mountain."
Hou Wenji squatted beside Niu Miao's body, and took off the white cloth wrapped around her body. A beautiful female body is displayed, although it is already cold and hard, it is still beautiful. It's just that such beauty brings more distress to people. Such a woman should have a bright future, marrying into the prince's family is beyond doubt, and she will have no worries in this life.
There were no obvious wounds on Niu Miao's body, only two not too deep fingerprints on his neck. Her expression remained at the moment before she died, and she wasn't too shocked. But this does not mean that the person who killed her was someone she knew well, it also means that the person who did it was extremely fast. Before Niu Miao could react at all, her throat had been crushed. Before she even had time to be surprised, her fresh and delicate life was taken away.
"This murderer's fingers are very strong, and his inner strength is hidden. If he used his inner strength, maybe even the wound on the surface of the corpse would not be visible. This may be just to disturb our sight."
Hou Wenji got up, walked to another corpse and took a closer look: "The method is different, it was a sneak attack from behind, a palm shattered the heart veins, and the internal energy gushed out from the back, directly pouring this person's body into pieces. The heart was crushed into a lump of rotten flesh."
The third person had no wounds or marks on his body. Hou Wenji squatted beside him and watched for a long time before he couldn't help sighing in a low voice: "The person who strikes is very clear about how to kill a blow. It seems that such a secret technique can only be found in suspenseful cases. If It is two people who practice martial arts fighting, and there will never be such a way of death. The inner strength was poured into the deceased's left ear, directly smashing his brain. So nothing can be seen on the surface, but... "
Hou Wenji stood up and said, "The murderer is a novice murderer. Although he knows many ways to kill people, his movements are jerky. Obviously he is not a veteran."
He pointed to a small spot of blood in the ear of the third corpse and said: "And this person's control over the power of cultivation is also very bad. If he uses it well, he will never bleed. A person who is familiar with many killing methods, but He is a novice to murder... and he can't control his own cultivation well, this person is very strange."
"Could it be that old monk's hand?"
Mo Wanwu, who was standing aside, interrupted and asked.
"Won't."
"Even though Wisdom fled in embarrassment, he still insisted on his identity. He would not do such a thing. If he wanted to kill and provoke, he would not deliberately hide his cultivation and identity."
If not wisdom, who else could it be
"This is the first person to be killed."
Hou Wenji walked to Yuan Chengshi's body, lifted the white cloth covering the body and said, "Because he was the first person to be killed, so many clues can be found on this body. What I just said , basically can be seen on this corpse. If there is no accident, Yuan Chengshi is the first person killed by the murderer in his life. The method is rough, and he is completely a layman."
"Judging from these corpses, the murderer's cultivation level is very high, but he is completely unable to use it flexibly, especially in Yuan Chengshi's corpse... Yuan Chengshi's cultivation base is at the fifth rank, of course, this is just his report in the Academy of Martial Arts. According to the records left by Bei, it is estimated that the real cultivation level is even higher. But even so, it is too different from the murderer. He can kill Yuan Chengshi with one blow, but he left so many wounds on Yuan Chengshi's body. Necessary to stay."
"At that time, Yuan Chengshi was having sex with a brothel woman in the Crescent Tower. According to common sense, this is the time when a man is the least vigilant and the easiest to kill him, and the murderer's strength is far superior to Yuan Chengshi... In this case, unexpectedly There was a fight, and his first blow only broke three of Yuan Chengshi's ribs, which was evidence that he could not control his cultivation power well. The wounded Yuan Chengshi was able to jump up and resist, and grabbed a thin blanket to wrap around his body... It can be said that this murderer is a powerful idiot."
"I even doubt that when killing Yuan Chengshi, the murderer was more afraid than Yuan Chengshi!"
Hou Wenji walked to the other corpse: "This is the second deceased. Obviously, the murderer has become more skilled. At least he was killed with one blow. The third, fourth, and fifth people... can only be said that the murderer has changed. You are getting better and better at killing people, so you don't have to look for such people among the killers who have become famous in the rivers and lakes."
"So it's harder."
Fang Xie couldn't help but said, "I told my husband in the afternoon that even if the murderer walks past us, I still don't know he is the murderer."
"When Wisdom escaped that day, he took a young man with him, a Sui man!"
Mo Wanwu suddenly said loudly.
"It won't be him."
Hou Wenji shook his head: "That person doesn't know how to cultivate, and he has already verified that he is indeed a policeman from a small county in the south of the Yangtze River. Even if Wisdom accepts him as an apprentice, it is absolutely impossible for him to become a first-class master in just half a year... possible."
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When Fang Jie, Qiu Yu and the others returned to the Martial Arts Academy, the sky was already as dark as ink. Mo Wanwu seemed to have been trying to explain something to the other party, and he hesitated to speak several times. Fang Xie knew that Mo Wanwu felt sorry, but he really didn't like this person at all, so he deliberately kept a distance from him while walking.
Ma Lilian has not yet recovered from her grief. After returning from Banyue Mountain, she became good friends with Niu Miao, who was originally an enemy. Because of this, the two people with diametrically opposite personalities carefully cared for this hard-won friendship, and tried not to touch anything that would make the other party unhappy. In the past six months, the relationship between the two of them has become very good. This time the Martial Arts Academy was closed, and the two of them went back together.
Unexpectedly, they were separated for less than two days, and heaven and man were separated forever.
Fang Jie was not a person who was particularly good at comforting girls, so he just walked behind Ma Lilian silently. Qiu Yu held Ma Lilian's hand and whispered a few words of persuasion, but they couldn't make her feel better. Mo Wanwu walked in the front, obviously he slowed down a few times just to wait for Fang Xie to come up, but Fang Xie didn't give him the chance at all. Mo Wanwu is slow, Fang Jie is also slow.
Qiu Yu asked Mo Wanwu to send Ma Lilian back first, and she and Fang Jie went directly to Dean Zhou's room. While outside the door, Fang Xie couldn't help but look around, Qiu Yu knew what he was thinking, and said calmly that he couldn't repair a house in half a year, you think the martial arts academy is all trash
Fang Jie gave a very serious hum and said, "If I can see the dilapidated house, maybe I can laugh about it."
Dean Zhou sat in the room with a solemn expression. When he saw Qiu Yu and Fang Jie enter, he pointed to a chair not far away and said, "Sit down and talk, stay away from my desk."
Fang Jie was startled, and let go of the clenched fist in his cuff.
"Since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, there has never been a series of killings of students from the Academy of Martial Arts. This is the first time... the five people who died were all from the Buddhist sect on Banyue Mountain last time. I already know that."
Dean Zhou looked at the heat in the teacup and was a little lost.
"Are you regretting?"
Fang asked.
Dean Zhou glanced at Fang Jie: "What do you regret?"
"I regret that I didn't take action to kill those two guys from the Buddhist sect."
Fang Jie shrugged his shoulders and said: "If it is really the killer of the Buddhist sect, then there is no doubt... you, and Daozong's Taoist Daoist Xiao, who hides in the Qingfeng Temple and pretends to be a master, are the culprits. If It's not because of your connivance, how could that old bald donkey named Zhizhi of the Buddhist sect escape?"
"It wasn't him who murdered, and it shouldn't be the Sui man who was captured by him."
Dean Zhou didn't seem to be angry, but answered Fang Xie very seriously.
Fang Jie sneered: "Are you sure?"
Dean Zhou nodded: "Although I haven't seen the corpse, I already have the autopsy from the Ouchi guard. I believe in Hou Wenji's vision, and his judgment will not be wrong."
"What you see is not necessarily true, let alone judgment."
Fang Jie got up, looked at Qiu Yu and said, "Sir, I'll go back first, I really can't stand the new smell of that table in this room, before I'm not impulsive enough to smash it, I'd better leave."
"If smashing this table can calm you down, that's fine."
Dean Zhou said lightly.
Fang Jie snorted coldly, curled his lips and said, "I don't care if you want to replace me with a broken table? Even if you are the director of the Academy of Martial Arts, you think too beautifully."
He walked out with a wave of his hands, very chic.
Qiu Yu smiled helplessly and said, "He...has a lot of resentment."
Dean Zhou smiled and said, "I'm really old."
Qiu Yu was puzzled, "Why do you say that, sir?"
Dean Zhou looked at Fang Xie's back and said with some emotion: "If I were twenty years younger, even ten years old, how would I have the good temper I have now? A student who dares to behave presumptuously in front of me is very likely to Bajiu was beaten half to death by me. But now I don't even have the desire to do anything, am I really old?"
Qiu Yu was startled, and was silent for a while and said, "Yeah... I don't seem to have been beaten a lot, right?"
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The next morning, the students of the Martial Arts Academy returned one after another. After counting the number of people, it was found that no more figures were added to the death list, and the professors felt a little more at ease. These students are the future pillars of the Sui Dynasty, even if not, the death of each of them is a sad loss. There is only one life, and the flowers that wither before they bloom are especially sad.
Just when Fang Jie was about to go back to the classroom for class, someone suddenly called him from a distance.
Fang Jie turned his head and found a carriage representing the identity of the royal family parked not far away. A smiling middle-aged man walked towards him, followed by two beautiful beauties. This man looks gentle, especially when he smiles, he is very friendly. With a beard, Dadongong actually held a folding fan in his hand.
Wearing a sky blue brocade robe, his steps are very steady. If a careful person looks at his steps, he will be surprised to find that every step of his is exactly the same as if he had measured it with a ruler.
"Master Xiaofang."
The man saluted slightly, then said with a smile: "I am the housekeeper of Prince Yi's residence, and my name is Qin Liuqi."
Seeing that Fang Jie's expression was different, he said gently: "Do you think my name is strange? The prince once said that people are lazy, and if they are six or seven points diligent, they will be outstanding. My surname is Qin, so I just used the words six or seven points."
He beckoned, took a package from the beauty behind him and handed it to Fang Xie, "This is a gift from my lord for Mrs. Fang. The city of Chang'an is not peaceful these days, Mrs. Fang." Back to the Martial Arts Academy, there is nothing to worry about, but the prince said, be careful to steer the boat smoothly. This set of soft armor made of black gold silk from the Western Regions is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire. It was originally worn by the prince next to his body. The lord specifically ordered me to bring it to you, Mr. Xiaofang, immediately."
Fang Jie couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that what can't be avoided will still be unable to escape after all.