Fang Jie asked questions, but no one answered in time.
The woman in the red skirt has long legs that make it difficult for men to look away. She is sitting on the beam in a somewhat indecent posture. As a woman, she should never spread her legs so wide. Because it was too wide, the long skirt faded to above her knees, and the two calves that were exposed were a little dazzling white. If it is more than one point, it will be fat, and if it is less, it will be thin.
If these legs appear in the red sleeve move, it will attract the greedy eyes of countless golden customers.
If the owner of these legs is willing, there must be many people crawling under her feet, kissing her toes, and even sucking her in their mouths.
Beautiful legs, beautiful feet.
She was not drunk, but she looked at the handsome young man looking up at her with drunken eyes. She knew that looking up from this angle would inevitably see something that shouldn't be seen, but she didn't care at all.
You must know that when she led this young man to escape from that prestigious mountain, she was the one who changed this guy's diaper and fed him every day, and even in most nights when he was a child, this shameless guy always I like to hug her neck to fall asleep.
She was only twelve years old that year. That year, that scum rubbed her chest at night and couldn't find anything.
Of course, if she knew that this guy had evil intentions when he was pinching that pink grain when he was very young, she would definitely castrate this scum without hesitation.
But who would have thought that he would already be mentally mature when he was still a baby
She knew that he was a genius, but she never knew that his genius was actually cheating.
The shriveled old man who was squatting behind the bookshelf and still savoring the smell of dog meat was taken aback for a moment, and sighed looking at Fang Jie's serious expression. Subconsciously, he looked back at the sword case that never left half a meter away from him, and felt a sigh of relief when he thought about the big secret hidden in the sword case.
For so many years, the sword box has been in his hands.
For so many years, only he knew what was hidden in the sword box.
Even Mu Xiaoyao didn't know.
The woman in the red skirt sitting on the beam is Mu Xiaoyao. Her waist is very thin, very thin. In contrast, her hips are high and her legs are long.
Back then when that person handed Fang Jie, who was still a baby, to them, he once called Mu Xiaoyao and the shriveled old man into his study alone to give instructions. But fifteen years later, Mu Xiaoyao didn't know what the man said to the shriveled old man, and the shriveled old man didn't know what the man said to Mu Xiaoyao.
"Shang Guohate, tell me!"
Mu Xiaoyao lay back on the beam, a snow-white thigh hanging from the beam and dangling back and forth.
"It turns out that your name is Shang Guohen."
With some difficulty, Fang Jie turned his eyes back from his big white legs, looked at the shriveled old man wearing a dirty leather robe that he hadn't seen changed in fifteen years, and said, "I always thought you were called Big Dog."
Mu Xiaoyao used to call him a big dog, because his nose was so sensitive that even dogs were jealous. Immortals to the extreme, called Daxian. The devil reaches the extreme, called the Great Devil. The dog has reached the extreme... It is the hatred of Shang Guo. Over the years, relying on his nose to escape countless crises, he also found countless ways out. It was only after Fang Xie came to this world that he discovered that the human nose can be used to such a miraculous level.
Ordinary poisons, as long as he shakes them in front of his nose, he can distinguish them.
His nose can even tell whether a fly flying in front of him is a male or a female. I remember Fang Jie didn't believe it, and asked him how to tell the difference. The big dog swore that the female fly had a lewd smell... because of this sentence , he was punched crookedly by Mu Xiaoyao for no reason.
"Mu Xiaoyao! Please call me by my name!"
The thin old man pointed at Mu Xiaoyao and roared, "I have a name!"
"Okay, Big Dog."
Mu Xiaoyao, who was lying on the beam of the house, waved her hands, unable to see her face.
"My name is Big Dog!"
"I know the big dog."
Fang Jie was puzzled. He found that he had been with these two people for fifteen years and still didn't understand them. He sat down on the chair and murmured: "Shang Guohen... What a good name, with a touch of vicissitudes , if I don't see your appearance, this name can fool a few young girls who are in love... But you don't like it, is it worse than a big dog?"
"Because the big dog is the name given to him by the owner."
Mu Xiaoyao said slowly from above.
"All right."
Fang Jie sat up straight, and said word by word: "Tell me, who is the master of your mouth and what is the relationship with me. I am very grateful that you have protected me for so many years. But I don't understand The question is, why am I being hunted down? Is it related to the master in your mouth? If so, please give me an explanation. I can’t keep being so confused, I don’t even know who I am.”
"You are Fang Jie."
Big Dog replied earnestly: "A unique solution in heaven and earth."
"Yeah yeah!"
Fang Jie smiled wryly and shook his head, "This is the 127th time I have asked you about my life experience in these years, and it is also the 127th time you have given me this answer without any new ideas. That's right, I It's Fang Jie, the one and only Fang Jie in heaven and earth... the Fang Jie who has two perverted masters by his side but can't practice, right?"
After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Are you two master perverts?"
Mu Xiaoyao shook her head, but Da Quan nodded.
"this… "
Big Dog hesitated for a moment, and then said with some regret: "Don't worry, I have never believed it, how could you not be able to practice with such a background? Even an ordinary person with one hundred and twenty-eight acupuncture points needs to open three or five acupuncture points. There must be something wrong with such ignorant people. But I can’t figure out where the problem is, don’t worry, we will find a doctor when we arrive in Chang’an and we will show you.”
Fang Jie was speechless, and asked again without giving up: "You really don't intend to tell me, who am I?"
"Not in time!"
The big dog shook his head, got back behind the bookshelf and lay down curled up: "I will give you the sword box when the time comes, and you will know."
Fang Jie looked at the gray-black and dirty sword box, his eyes were full of despair. Since he was a child, he has tried to open that sword box more than 500 times, but it is a pity that he has never succeeded.
He withdrew his eyes from the sword box and looked at the accounts in front of him: "Aside from making money, what else can I do?"
Mu Xiaoyao, who was lying on the beam, sighed softly, and murmured in a voice that only she could hear: "One hundred and twenty-eight acupuncture points... It's strange if you can understand it..."
She touched somewhere in her bosom, the thing she had hidden for fifteen years.
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In an unremarkable small fishing village on the banks of the Yangtze River tens of thousands of miles away from Fangu City.
Fourteen or fifteen corpses were lying on the ground, wearing the same clothes, but with different fatal wounds. If an experienced autopsy saw these corpses, at least four kinds of murderous patterns could be seen on these corpses. technique. The world was settled more than a hundred years ago, the pattern has been established, and the troubled times are over, so killing people has become uncommon. Today, more than a dozen people died at once, which has to be taken seriously.
Fang Henshui, the head catcher who came from the county town thirty miles away, squatted down and examined the corpses carefully.
The same attire, a light gray robe, and no weapons around him.
Fang Henshui looked at the neck of one of the corpses, and murmured to himself, "I crushed the neck bone... The murderer had a lot of finger strength. There is also a knife, a stick, and a knife." What is it? Hammer? Axe?"
He turned his head to look at the corpse next to him, his face was almost flattened, his facial features could not be seen anymore, his nose was broken, his eyes were squeezed out of his sockets, even the teeth in his mouth were almost lost. It was the injury caused by a heavy weapon hitting the front door heavily, but he couldn't be sure what the heavy weapon was.
Too big, not like a hammer or an axe.
It should be a very flat thing. If the hammer hits the face with this force, the head will explode.
This way of dying made Fang Henshui think of something in his mind for no reason.
Cattail fan!
That's right, it was as if a huge iron cattail fan was slapping the dead man's face.
"Capture the head!"
Not far away, a policeman picked up a round object from the ground and took a look, but he couldn't see what it was. The object fell into the sand and buried more than half of it. If he hadn't walked by When I wade up, I can't find the sand. A strange little wooden ball with a small hole in it.
Fang Henshui walked over, took the bead and looked at it, then his expression changed.
"It's Buddha beads!"
He let out a low cry, then turned back, squatted down and removed the hats from the corpses one by one. When he saw the ring scars on the heads of these people clearly, Fang Henshui's face immediately became a little ugly.
"They are all Buddhists."
He stood up with a serious expression.
Although Da Sui didn't have a good opinion of those Buddhist sect disciples who opened their mouths and shut up to cross others and cross themselves, and the Buddhist sect didn't have privileges in Da Sui. But this incident is indeed too unusual, I am afraid that the headhunters in his small county will not be able to suppress it. Fozong has an absolutely respected status outside of the Sui Dynasty, and even the emperors of several countries were directly elected by Fozong.
The greatest power in the world is not in the hands of a certain emperor, but in Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain!
A word from King Dalunming carries more weight than any other emperor's words.
Fozong and Da Sui's local Taoism have never gotten along very well. If Fozong used this incident to hold Da Sui accountable... The county magistrate will deal with it."
On a big tree a few hundred meters away from the murder scene, the person hiding in the thick branches saw the police leave, jumped down from the big tree with a twitch in the corner of his mouth, and disappeared after a few skimmings . Turning into a forest, he rushed all the way to the deepest part of the forest without stopping.
"Night owl...how is it?"
Only then did he stop, jumped down from a big tree, and a person stopped him and asked, "Did the noses of those Da Sui dogs go away?"
The man named Ye Xiao nodded and said: "Let's go, but it seems that this little head catcher has some skills today. Hang stick... where is the young master?"
"It's two miles away... you called her young master and it's easy to say."
"It's been called for so many years, how can it not be smooth!"
Ye Xiao smiled, and quickly ran into the woods.
Under an unusually tall locust tree, two people held weapons on guard. One is a strong man who looks to be two and a half meters tall, standing there like an iron tower. Although the winter along the Yangtze River is not cold, it is always not as warm as summer. But this strong man was naked from the upper body, revealing his bronze-colored skin. The most eye-catching thing is the bright red unicorn tattoo on this person.
This person is too majestic, and people will be afraid when they see it. He was holding a huge simple knife in his hand, the back of the knife was actually thicker than the door panel.
The other one was a man covering his face with a bamboo hat, with his head down, cleaning the weapon in his hand, a very special weapon.
That's a pair of... cymbals.
Sitting under the big locust tree were two women, one of whom seemed to be asleep with her head bowed. She held a sword in her arms, without scabbard or case. The body of the sword is like a pool of autumn water, which is soul-stirring. Because she lowered her head, she couldn't see the woman's appearance, but her figure was already eye-catching.
Beside the woman holding the sword, there is also a woman.
She looked fifteen or sixteen years old, and she looked at the sky with her chin propped up.
She has long black and beautiful hair, which is more eye-catching under a white dress. Her face was very pale, a little weakly pale. She is thin and thin, and her thin shoulders are pitiful.
Judging by her facial expressions, she is not the kind of beautiful woman who can overwhelm the city and the country. At first glance, she looks ordinary. If you look closely, you will find that her facial features are very delicate. If you look closely, you will find that she is actually quite charming. The most charming part is that pair of bright and clean eyes. It's clean, so clean it makes people jealous. The things seen in these eyes may be different from others.
"Little Lord!"
Ye Xiao rushed over from a distance, and said eagerly, "We have to go, the pursuers will come."
"where to?"
The girl in white shook her head, and said sadly, "How long are you going to let me be the substitute for the dead?"
Five people, protecting a girl.
She said she was a scapegoat.
And where is the person she died for
This is a question she often thinks about.