The murderer could not be found.
The identity and origin of the murderer cannot be found out, and even the motive of the murder is only based on speculation...
The dead may know this, but the dead cannot speak.
The ups and downs of "Motian Ridge" are completely immersed in boundless anger...
Because it was just the first kill, the fear did not come immediately. Everyone was only angry at the death of their colleagues and the enemy. However, apart from anger and disorder, they were really helpless.
They really couldn't figure out who that evil star was, with such strong martial arts and such agility, and what was even more frightening was that the visitor could enter and exit the heavily guarded "Motianling" at will, as if there was no one in it. The ability and wit are indeed incredible...
Now, the defense of "Motian Ridge" has become more stringent, and even the "Pai Gang" and "Yushui Gang" have come in handy to coordinate the security, but the vast majority of people firmly believe that the assassin who came in has already fled after succeeding They have left Beisen City, including "No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan.
In the "Hall of Heroes", "No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan has called three emergency meetings in a row, constantly asking about the progress of the investigation. As the meeting host, he must be responsible for the safety of every participant.
"No Feather Arrow" Jiang Muhan strongly urged "Sporting Monkey" Huang Kui to send out his men as soon as possible to track down the assassin's whereabouts and not to focus on the mansion. In his opinion, facing so many strong opponents, the enemy assassinated two It is already extremely difficult to be a master, how could he still have the courage to stay
Huang Kui, the security director, insisted on ensuring the safety of the mansion first, and then found a way to find out the identity of the assassin and pursue him. When the security situation in the mansion is uncertain, chasing after him rashly is tantamount to spreading strength. The probability of catching people is not only extremely low, but the inside of the mansion has become a security hole, and it is entirely possible that the enemy will seize the opportunity to attack again.
The two held their own opinions, and were furious with each other. Although there was no conflict on the surface, both sides were extremely dissatisfied behind the scenes. Although Jiang Muhan had the right to force Huang Kui to submit, he was also worried that his guess would be inaccurate. If you can't bear the responsibility of others, you can only bear it yourself.
Therefore, for the time being, Huang Kui will be responsible for all the security work inside and outside the Beisen branch.
…
Two days passed.
During these two days, Ye Qingxuan did not take any action, but just stayed in his small courtyard, building the spirit altar, incense table and tablet for the deceased to be used.
On this day, Ye Qingxuan, who was busy in and out, suddenly ushered in an unexpected guest.
"Wearing Butterfly" Lin Mengtang.
Just seeing the face of the other party who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Ye Qingxuan clearly knew that this kid was looking at him before he was "dying". "Tang Bohu" must die, and coming here in advance is just to tease and make fun of himself, and let himself feel better by the way.
Seeing Lin Mengtang's unkind smile, Ye Qingxuan took a thin piece of wood in his hand, greeted him with a smile on his face, and said: "Master Lin is very polite, I have seen Master Lin before. I don't know what orders Master Lin has here …”
Lin Mengtang laughed, stepped forward and patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, let's stop by to see my old friend..."
His eyes casually swept across the yard, suddenly lit up, walked over excitedly, picked up a tablet with no name engraved on it, inspected it left and right, and praised it again and again, making Ye Qingxuan speechless for a while. What's the wind again.
Lin Mengtang picked up all kinds of wooden products over and over again, studied the various patterns on them, nodded frequently in admiration, not a cry of surprise...
Ye Qingxuan thought to himself: Can't tell, is this guy a woodcarving enthusiast like Huangfu Taiming
At this stall, Lin Mengtang suddenly turned around, and asked excitedly: "Brother Bohu, hehe, are all the wooden utensils here carved by your own hands?"
Seeing Ye Qingxuan nodding dumbly, Lin Mengtang was inexplicably excited. He looked left and right for no one, quickly took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom, and said mysteriously: "I have something here, I don't know if Brother Bohu can make it." Come out, if you succeed, I will give you fifty taels of gold as a reward!"
What is so precious!
Ye Qingxuan was curious for a while, took a look, his face suddenly changed from a white board to a cake, with a circle of green on the outside and a circle of red on the inside, his face changed from cloudy to cloudy...
I saw a lifelike breast embroidered on this white brocade handkerchief, with clusters of patterns and intricate mechanisms. According to the explanation next to it, the head can rotate automatically according to the shaking force, which can be called...
your mother! ! !
Under Ye Qingxuan's face with black lines, there is a gushing out of anger...
This ****... What did you think of Lao Tzu
Ye Qingxuan asked dryly: "Mr. Lin... when do you want it?"
Lin Mengtang said with a smile: "How long can you finish?"
Ye Qingxuan thought for a while and said, "Three days!"
Lin Mengtang was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the bastard in front of him would die in one day, if he could only make it in three days, wouldn't it be impossible to kill him!
Lin Mengtang approached affectionately, hugged Ye Qingxuan's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother, this thing is of great use to me, so if you drive me out tonight, I'll give you two hundred taels of gold..."
Ye Qingxuan slowly raised his head, looked into Lin Mengtang's eyes, and said with a slight smile: "If that's the case... then fine!"
Seeing Ye Qingxuan staring at him intently, Lin Mengtang took a deep breath for no reason, his face changed, then he smiled self-consciously, and said to Ye Qingxuan: "Oh, Brother Bohu, your eyes are really very sharp. Like a person, like, like…”
"Oh? Is that person Lin Ye's friend?"
"I guess...but I haven't seen you for a few years."
"That person must be very important to Lord Lin, otherwise how could he not forget him?"
Lin Mengtang laughed loudly, and said: "Your boy is right, I miss him very much, very, very much, I hope he can live a good life in the past few years, and he can appear in front of me again alive... If it is not for him , how could I help outsiders ask the master to come out of the mountain? I really miss him... "
Seeing Lin Mengtang's appearance, Ye Qingxuan laughed and said in his heart, "Okay, okay, this naughty boy, with a sweet mouth and a sword, has no intention of letting go of his current self, nor does he intend to let his other self go. Since there is an endless ending between the two... Hehe, if this is the case, don't blame Daoist for being cruel...
Ye Qingxuan also put on a smirk, and said: "Master Lin, let's talk in the room. This thing is tightly crafted and cannot be neglected, and the small hands have all the wood in hand. I don't know what kind of material Master Lin wants. Is it a little bit?" Elastic, warm as jade, or even as hard as iron... "
Lin Mengtang's eyes narrowed to one place when he heard it, he danced excitedly, and walked away, at the same time urging: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable, Brother Bohu is indeed a talent, let's talk in detail in the room, talk in detail..."
After Lin Mengtang finished speaking, he waved his hands and entered the hut first.
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, clenched the veneer tightly, followed closely behind, and walked in...
…
As soon as he entered the room, Lin Mengtang looked around excitedly, and asked anxiously: "Hey, I said Bohu, where are the wood samples you mentioned? Let me pick one, young master."
Ye Qingxuan walked into the room with a slight smile, closed the door behind his back, and said lightly: "It's on the coffee table in the back room. You can choose any kind of wood."
The tone was extremely calm and flat, but this "Butterfly Wearing Flowers" was only attracted by his hobbies, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all. He walked into the back room excitedly, and turned over some pieces of wood on the coffee table. go.
"This wood is pretty good, it's full of toughness and elasticity..." Lin Mengtang said excitedly holding a piece of white wood.
Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "That's ash wood, not expensive enough..."
"what about this?"
"Black Dalbergia, the color is not very good, making it affects the taste..."
"Then this..."
"Huanghua pear, will it be too hard and affect the touch..."
Lin Mengtang pouted and said, "Then tell me, what kind of wood should I use..."
Ye Qingxuan held up the thin wood in his hand. The wooden texture on it was like golden threads, exuding a satin-like luster, heavier than gold, and as hard as iron stone. Lin Mengtang was stunned by the golden wood grain, and heard Ye Qingxuan's voice came faintly, and said: "Why don't you just choose it... Golden nanmu, look at this devilishly alluring dreamy pattern, like beautiful clouds, like turbulent waves, rare and extraordinary, not for ordinary people to use …”
Lin Mengtang looked into Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and suddenly felt a trace of fear, his eyes were too similar to that person, and asked with some fear: "This, this is not bad..."
"It's not bad," Ye Qingxuan smiled evilly, and said, "It's even better to use it to make a coffin..."
Lin Mengtang's expression changed suddenly, and he asked a little suffocatedly, "Tang Bohu, what do you mean?"
Suddenly, the change was so fast, Ye Qingxuan stood still abruptly, and at that moment, the smile on his face turned into a mockery—as if one face was torn off and replaced by another, the same face, In an instant, it has a completely different meaning!
Lin Mengtang was taken aback. Looking at the current face of "Tang Bohu", his eyes suddenly became straightened, and a pair of eyeballs even bulged out——
Because in front of his eyes, Tang Bohu, who was only 160 centimeters tall, was slowly growing taller. With the sound of bones cracking, his height soon exceeded 180 centimeters, and he had a full head. It was also changing, Fangzheng's face began to have a chin, a knife-sharpened face, and a handsome face replaced the original mediocre appearance.
Eyes, the only constant is the expression in the eyes...
Ye Qingxuan gently shook the veneer in his hand, and said softly as if singing a lullaby: "Brother Lin, tell me, who do you always think my eyes look too much like?"