Only three words.
But the only one who can write these three words, besides her, is probably only Cheng Jiangyi.
Su Xiaopei stood on the street holding the letter, his mind was blank for a while.
Where is he
He asked a question, but didn't wait for her to answer.
He dropped the letter but disappeared, what does it mean
How did he find her? If he saw the letter she left in the temple, he wouldn't know where she was, but he should take the letter and go to the address left by Ran Feize. He didn't know who she was, but he knew that she could understand English. He must have seen her here and knew that she was just like him.
Su Xiaopei believed that in front of Ran Feize, she would completely relax her vigilance and say some modern words at will. In front of other people, she tried very hard to restrain herself. Now she speaks in a decent manner, and few people frown while listening. And this letter was written in English as soon as it came up, making it clear that she knew her origin.
Cheng Jiangyi, what do you mean
Su Xiaopei suddenly ran towards the yamen. The yamen is very close, just a few steps away. Every day in the yamen, there are chasing yamen who are on duty at night, and Su Xiaopei saw Liu Xiang at a glance.
"Master Liu."
"Yo, what's wrong with Miss Su?" Liu Xiang was chatting with another yacha, and was surprised to see Su Xiaopei running here so late.
"Lord Cai, have you ever seen strange people walking around here?"
"Strange person?" Liu Xiang shook his head and turned to look at the yacha next to him, who also shook his head and said no.
"Then..." Su Xiaopei thought for a while, "Can someone come to the yamen to look for me today?"
"I've never heard of it." Liu Xiang and the yacha still shook their heads.
"What's wrong, girl? What happened?" Liu Xiang asked, very concerned.
Uh, Su Xiaopei thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's okay." It's better not to publicize this kind of weird things that are not clear after receiving a letter in the middle of the night.
"By the way..." She wanted to ask where Bai Yulang lived, and wanted Liu Xiang to help him find Bai Yulang, but then she thought that in the middle of the night, she was alone and looking for a young man, and the yamen kept their mouths shut. It is inappropriate for this person to make a fuss. "It's quite cold tonight, adults, pay more attention, hard work, I'm going back." She changed her words in time.
Liu Xiang and Na Ya had a different answer. Su Xiaopei didn't say anything, and after a few words of hello, he went back to his room in despair.
Su Xiaopei spread the letter on the table, staring at the three English words, the more he looked, the more puzzled he became. Then she folded the letter and put it aside, spread out the letter, and polished some ink, intending to write to Ran Feize again.
"Strong man, the person I'm looking for has a good look. He wrote me a letter, but he didn't show up..."
Su Xiaopei wrote a sentence and then stopped, what's the use of telling Ran Feize this? He was so far away, what was the use of her asking him what to do? She obviously wants to learn not to depend on him and not cause him trouble, but if she says these messy things in the letter, wouldn't it make him embarrassed again
Su Xiaopei put the paper aside, this letter should be the same as the previous one, so it cannot be sent to him.
She thinks about it again and rewrites it.
Spreading out another new letter, Su Xiaopei bit his lip, his hand holding the pen a little stiff.
Cheng Jiangyi appeared, and he actually appeared.
He asked who was she? Is it because he was too surprised to find that there was a person who came through the same way as him, so he was cautiously testing it? Or did he actually have other ideas? And how is she going to reply to him, write a letter and leave it at the door? But what if someone else takes it away
Su Xiaopei frowned and wrote the first word: strong man.
Cheng Jiangyi appeared, maybe she would wear it back suddenly. In this world, there are no other people, but Ran Feize, she didn't want to even have the chance to say goodbye to him.
So she should write "strong man, I'm home, goodbye"
But it's so mindless, isn't it too unexplainable? Su Xiaopei was distraught, and the word "strong man" had never been written down.
She sat there for a while, almost thinking about telling Bai Yulang that she was going to find a strong man tomorrow, but when she thought she was gone, would Cheng Jiangyi not be able to find her. He asked a question today, maybe tomorrow or when he will come to her again, she can't go. !
well! Su Xiaopei sighed, and wrote "Aze" after "strong man". After thinking about it, he wrote "strong man" at will, and then wrote "Aze"...
In the end, she threw the pen away, forget it, she would seriously consider it again.
She wants to think about how to find Cheng Jiangyi, who is hiding. He is in this city and should be not far away. She will talk to Bai Yulang and Qin Zhaotou tomorrow. This person knows that she has come across and must pay attention. I have observed her because of her behavior, so he must be staying near this yamen, and he will come again. As long as she pays attention, she will surely find his trace.
As for the strong man, she should say hello to him as soon as possible. Just how to tell him about it...
She thinks again, thinks again.
At the end of Wuzhen, Ran Feize has his own busyness.
He first wrote a letter to Su Xiaopei and asked someone to send it out. Then he made another trip to the temple near Wuzhen and took care of Su Xiaopei's search. This temple is not big. Like every temple in the past, they said that they had never seen or heard of the young man described by Ran Feize. Ran Feize left a tracing letter and the address of Ning'an City Yamen, and then turned back to his house.
The few stalking Jianghu people outside the house were in a hurry. They followed Ran Feize out, but they lost it after a long walk. Now that he came back, and nothing was different, he was relieved. Ran Feize ignored them. He ate when he should eat, and slept when he should sleep. For the rest of the time, he stayed in the casting workshop at the back of the house. The people who were watching were quietly approaching the casting workshop, and they only heard the sound of ding ding ding dang from time to time, but they did not know what he was doing inside.
Two days passed quickly. In the past two days, Wuzhen and all the factions were calm. No one came out to provoke and seek revenge. Every family discussed behind closed doors, waiting eagerly for the results of the blade marks.
Before dawn on the third day, various factions rushed to the competition platform in the town, waiting for Ran Feize.
The competition platform is a simple high platform built of stone and soil. It also has a history in Wuzhen. People from Jianghu who need to compete with each other will come to this platform to compete. According to the unwritten rules in Wuzhen, no matter whether there are bystanders to testify, the results of the competition on this competition platform are credible and recognized by people in the world. But also because there are often people competing here, there are often people who join in the fun and watch. Because of this excitement, each faction loves to post their own announcements on the long stone earth wall behind the competition stage, or publish some news from the rivers and lakes. It is the public place where the most people gather in town.
Now this wall is covered with a lot of various news about the Shenshenmen and Qishazhuang cases, some are collecting clues, some are analyzing the case, some are saying what happened, and there are countless truths and falsehoods. . People from all walks of life have read these news thoroughly over and over again, and they have to check whether it is true or false.
Ran Feize stepped on the morning light when the hour was approaching. During the two days he arrived in Wuzhen, he had not been to the competition platform, nor had he approached the notice wall. No one disturbed him for the past two days. Everyone knew the news, so everyone was very curious. He planned to How to do it.
Ran Feize carried a long cloth bag on his back, and everyone guessed that it contained weapons, but Ran Feize said everything. When he came, he only asked, "Where is the pig I want?"
Seven Killing Village and Shensuanmen stood on one side and were far apart. Hearing the words, he pointed to the big cloth tents on both sides of the competition platform. One side of the two large cloth tents was occupied by Seven Kills Zhuang, and the other side was occupied by the God Calculation Sect. No one else had any opinion on the other sects. Ran Feize didn't talk nonsense, he raised his eyes and turned to look. The disciples at the Seven Killing Village were all dressed in mourning clothes, and Fang Tong's young widow also stood among the disciples, looking pitiful. The tent on their end was covered with mourning clothes, and a large coffin was placed in the center. The pig that Ran Feize wanted was placed on a table far outside the shed. The gods were all dressed in black, with a solemn expression. The tent was also covered with black cloth, and it was impossible to see inside from where Ran Feize was standing.
Ran Feize first went to the shed on the other side of the Shenshenmen. There were two disciples of the Shenshenmen standing at the entrance of the shed. The inside was empty, with only a pig hanging.
Ran Feize looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, he put down his long bag, then came out, and walked to the Seven Killing Village faction. "Steward Fang, Master Fu." Ran Feize saluted, and now the two leaders of the Seven Kills Village are the two leaders, so he directly told them: "I dare to ask if the blade of the owner of Fang Village has been brought?"
Fang Ping and Fu Yan looked at each other, and then Fang Ping responded to Ran Feize, walked to the shed on their side, and took his sword from the coffin of the village owner Fang Tong. Ran Feize nodded his thanks and took it. He turned to the door of Shenshen again, bowed to Taoist Jiuling, and invited him to the tent of Shenshenmen.
Taoist Jiuling didn't know why, but he went in anyway. As soon as he moved, the Jiu Ling Zhan on his back made a erratic bell sound. Fang Ping clenched his fists when he heard the voice.
Ran Feize stood in the middle of the various factions again, and said loudly: "I need someone to bear witness for what will happen later."
About this witness, the various martial arts factions discussed it for two days, and they were already prepared. Even if Ran Feize didn't ask for it, they would bring it up. Now hearing Ran Feize's words, Jiang Weiying, the head of the Xuanqing faction, Cao Hedong, the head of the Cuishan faction, and Shi Jing, the pawnbroker of the Shijia pawnshop, stood up.
Ran Feize touched his nose: "Okay, three will do." He clasped his fists at everyone, and led the three to the tent where Taoist Jiuling was.
Taoist Jiu Ling was frowning at the pigs hanging in the shed. Seeing that Ran Feize had led people in, he hurriedly turned his eyes to them, meaning he raised his hand to salute, and then everyone waited to see what Ran Feize was going to do. Ran Feize didn't speak, just turned around and put down the cloth door of the shed, and the shed immediately became a closed space, blocking the eyes of everyone outside.
Taoist Jiuling frowned, looked at Jiang Weiying and the other three, then looked at Ran Feize, and asked, "What does Ran Daxia want?"
Ran Feize didn't answer, he walked to the middle of the shed, nodded to Taoist Jiuling, then suddenly pulled out Fang Tong's sword and stabbed Taoist Jiuling. Taoist Jiu Ling was shocked, and instinctively flashed sideways. However, Ran Feize's offensive was fast, and another move had already reached him. The Taoist Jiu Ling pulled out the Jiu Ling Slash from his back with a backhand, and the sword was held up with a sound of "dang".
Ran Feize didn't stop, he turned his wrist, slashed the long sword diagonally, and stabbed the Taoist Jiuling along the edge of Jiu Ling Zhan's sword. Taoist Jiuling twisted his body and twisted his feet, and slashed towards Ran Feize.
Jiang Weiying and the other three stepped aside as soon as they saw their hands, seeing that the two quickly passed a few tricks, they already understood. The sword move that Ran Feize used was exactly the Seven Killing Sword used by Zhuang Fangtong. The three of them guessed the intention and hurriedly concentrated on watching it carefully.
The people outside the shed couldn't see the scene inside the shed. They just stared at the few people who locked themselves in the shed, and then soon, the erratic bell rang, and it was urgent and slow, accompanied by the collision of knives. Voice. Everyone held their breaths and listened carefully. "
After a while, the sound stopped. Everyone looked at each other and whispered a few words when suddenly they heard another movement in the shed. This time the bell sounded brittle, the sound of breaking the sky was louder than before, and the sound was obviously broken between the rapid and slow. Everyone was busy shutting their mouths and listening intently. After a while, the sound stopped again. This time everyone was in no hurry to speak, waiting for the next wave. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the swords to intersect and the sound of bells to reappear. This time the ringtone was far and sharp, and judging from the sound, I was afraid there was a lot of fighting in the shed.
Just like this, wave after wave, there were five sounds in the shed. Just when everyone outside the shed was stunned and waited for the sixth wave to be quiet, the cloth door of the shed was pulled open, and five people including Ran Feize and Taoist Jiuling came out.
The people of the Shensuanmen rushed up, and Gu Kang, the head of the Shenshenmen, asked the Taoist Jiuling in a low voice what happened. However, Ran Feize, Jiang Weiying and others came to the Seven Kills Village. Ran Feize saluted Fang Ping and asked, "Fang Daxia, when the owner of Fangzhuang died, what kind of bell sound did you hear?"
Fang Ping was stunned. Which? Wasn't all the ringtones just now made by Jiu Ling Zhan? Although he heard the movement when the murder happened, but when he tried him with slightly different ringtones, he really couldn't tell.
Fang Ping hesitated, and Fu Yan, the eldest disciple of the Seven Kills Village, became anxious: "Ran Feize, you are here to check the blade marks, so what are you doing to make it false? Are you trying to contaminate my Seven Killing Village?"
Ran Feize calmly said, "I'll just test the nine bells, and the rest is your own business."
Fang Ping gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say what kind of voice it was. He wasn't sure what kind of voice it was. Taoist Jiuling finds an excuse to get out of the guilt, and the death of the village owner will be punished. Fang Ping knew that the responsibility was heavy, he gritted his teeth, his face stiffened, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
Ran Feize ignored him and did not force him to speak on the spot. Seeing that Fang Ping was silent for a long time, he said, "Let me see the corpse of the owner of Fang Zhuang."
This changed the topic and everyone's focus. Fu Yan had nothing to ask for, he waved his hands, led Ran Feize, Jiang Weiying and others into the shed and opened the coffin.
It has been a long time since Fang Tong's death. Seven Killing Village took good care of the corpse, and it was well preserved, but it was inevitable that the corpse would rot. Ran Feize carefully looked at the wound. As Xiao Qi told him before, it was all single-edged. In addition, the corpse is now decomposed, unless the flesh is cut and the bones are cut, in fact, there is really nothing too special.
"How?" Fu Yan asked.
Ran Feize said "wait a minute", then went out and carried the pig on the table outside the shed, carried it into the shed on the other side of Shenshenmen, and then borrowed the Jiuling Slash from Taoist Jiuling, and waited for Jiang Weiying and the other three to follow him. After entering the shed, the cloth door of the shed was closed again. Everyone didn't know what he was doing, and they were all discussing in whispers.
Fang Ping looked at Fu Yan with a look of shame, and said in a low voice, "I, I really can't be sure what kind of bell tones it is."
"Uncle Ping, don't be in a hurry." Fu Yan comforted: "On that day, Uncle Ping remembered these to be able to lock the murderer. Don't be in a hurry, don't panic, take your time, you will definitely be able to remember something."
Fang Ping nodded, making up his mind, and thinking about the ringtone carefully, he only felt that it would not be the second or fourth, but he was not sure about the other three. At this time, Ran Feize, Jiang Weiying and others came out again. Jiang Weiying called two disciples into the shed to carry the two pigs out and put them in front of the competition stage. Ran Feize returned the weapons of Daoist Jiuling and Fang Tong respectively, and then the other party said peacefully: "A pig was cut from the slashes I had with Daoist Jiuling just now. On the other pig, I cut it with different weapons according to the length and direction of the blade marks on the owner of Fangzhuang. There are nine bell cuts, and there are other swords. These can be done by the master of Jiang and the master of Cao. certificate."
Fang Ping felt that he had just been thrown out, so he was alert and asked, "So what?"
Ran Feize said: "After the death of Fang Zhuangzhu, there must have been many seniors who have been examined for injuries and blade marks. Just now, the head of Jiang also told me that there are six autopsy files in his hands. I said two days ago, People who have done autopsy and seen injuries before are all coming today, and now I have laid out the blade marks of all kinds of weapons, and everyone can check it together, isn’t it more secure than my family’s words?”
Fang Ping and Fu Yan looked at each other and felt that these words were irrefutable. It's just that if everyone is to test it again, why wait for Ran Feize to make trouble.
On the other side of the competition platform, several martial artists who had examined Fang Tong's corpse before stepped forward to check and compare the scars. Fang Ping and Fu Yan also quickly stepped forward to watch together. Ran Feize took out his long big cloth bag and placed the weapons he had used on the ground, including knives, swords and thin long axes. Then he was checked by the crowd and stood aside by himself.
Xiao Qi walked up to him and whispered to him, "You are really cunning." He kept doing things and dragged everyone in. No matter what the result was, Ran Feize was not the only one to blame, he was really cunning.
"No." Ran Feize shook his head and said solemnly: "It's been too long, and the corpse is already rotting. Are you kidding me in this situation? Cut the flesh and cut the bones. Will they be willing? Saying it out is nothing but controversy, why should I? Everyone is here to stop the matter, this is only fair."
Xiao Qi was speechless. This sounds more fair. It is up to everyone to decide the matter together. As long as the conclusion is the same, neither the God Calculation Sect nor the Seven Kills Village can refute.
Xiao Qi pondered deeply, Ran Fei Zedong looked around, and after a while, he suddenly bumped Xiao Qi with his arm. Xiao Qi raised his eyes, and Ran Feize pushed his head in the direction of their Xuanqing faction, "Brother Xiao, in your place, the little brother standing on the left at the front is the little junior brother you said can cast tools?"
Xiao Qi looked over, and the straight, serious-looking young man was indeed the eighteenth-ranked junior brother Ji Jiawen he said. He gave Ran Feize a blank look and ignored him.
Ran Feize said: "If you don't say it, I know it's him. With that physique, long arms, and palms, he is very talented."
Xiao Qi couldn't listen anymore, and scolded him in a low voice: "Can you not be so filthy?"
Ran Feize ignored him and said again: "He clearly wanted to go up and have a look and have a look, but everyone is a senior, so he had to restrain his patience. Oh, the young man is quite calm."
Xiao Qi glared at him: "You haven't married at this age, don't you have a hidden illness? Don't make a bad idea, or I will kill you."
"Listen, listen, why is it so sour." Ran Feize was still looking at Ji Jiawen, but said in his mouth, "Brother Xiao, don't worry, if I like it that much, your age and appearance are more suitable for me."
"roll."
"Don't worry about my marriage, I'm now, um..." Ran Feize savoured it in his heart, and the "um" that dragged the elder made Xiao Qi look at him sideways.
Ran Feize smiled suddenly, and finally confirmed, "I am also interested in someone now."
"Congratulations." Xiao Qi's voice was flat, congratulations without sincerity, I really can't blame him, Ran Feize's words are good to listen to, who knows which of his words is used to amuse people.
"You don't believe it?" Ran Feize curved his mouth and said again: "When these troubles are over, I'll bring her over for you to see. You must have never seen a girl as smart as her."
Xiao Qi glanced at him and didn't answer, is this true
Ran Feize said again: "The corpse of the head of the party, although the blade marks are difficult to distinguish, but it is a bit strange that he was cut with so many knives."
Xiao Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, this person's words changed from the person he liked to the murder case, without over-turning in the middle? "how do I say this?"
"Someone told me that causing so many such serious injuries must be filled with resentment. Jiu Ling Daoist is arrogant and arrogant, but he is not someone who would vent his anger and lose control. Cut those knives more. The master of Fangzhuang is highly skilled in martial arts. If he fights Jiuling Daochang for life and death, why is the injury only in front of him? There is no guarantee where the injury will be. Besides, if you want to kill someone secretly, why do you carry a weapon with a ringing bell on your back?"
"Daoist Jiu Ling is not a killer, what else does he do secretly? If it were me, I would die with a hanging sword." Xiao Qi frowned, he could understand his attachment to his weapon, but he also knew what Ran Feize said. Not without reason. "Can you tell my master and Sect Leader Cao about the things you did?"
"They said it with their own eyes, why should I say it again?" Ran Feize glanced at Xiao Qi and said with a smile, "Besides, didn't I tell you now?"
Xiao Qi cursed in a low voice, scolding Ran Feize for being cunning. This speculation is reasonable, if he does not speak, he must not be silent. Even if he didn't say it, when the master and other heads saw Ran Feize's hands-on situation, the previous guesses would be implemented, and these inferences were not uttered by Ran Feize, so he could be regarded as clearing the relationship. Ran Feize looked at his expression and bumped him with his arm: "You should thank me for this credit."
Xiao Qi glared at him, waiting for a few words, when everyone over there had already finished examining the blade marks.
The conclusion is as Ran Feize expected, Fang Tong only had a single-edged slash, no other scars such as thorns, etc., which was in line with the characteristics of the nine-bell cut, but if only the edge marks were identified, swords, knives, thin long axes and other weapons could also be made. The same single-edged slash. In other words, in this test, it cannot be concluded that Jiu Ling Zhan did not do it, nor can it be concluded that Jiu Ling Zhan did it.
No result - deadlock.