The demons start from the location selection of the house, the orientation of the door, the orientation of the beams, and even the location, material and even the smell of the furniture are different, and they have their own system. Although the house is messy, there is a familiar feeling everywhere.
It was exactly the same as the room of a demon cultist.
But the most crucial information is still missing.
I looked around and went straight to Chayuan's spiritual tablet. The room was messy, but only this spiritual tablet seemed to be taken care of, and it was carefully wiped. The scumbag has been living in the six-door yamen for the past few days, and has not come back for ten days.
With my left hand, I stroked the Spirit Tablet, made of green bamboo, with a hint of orchid incense. The scent is very light and light, if it wasn't for me, I might have missed it.
The smell struck a chord in my heart all of a sudden.
I used to smell it many years ago.
This is not the property of the Central Plains.
There is a kind of bamboo, which is arrogant but not lonely, with the fragrance of the orchid in the empty valley.
The Lawless Cliff is one of the two major sects of the Demon Sect, where the main altar of the Dark Moon Sect is located.
Five years ago, a fierce battle between Ximen blowing a lantern and Zhengdao broke out on the Lawless Cliff.
I finally know who is hiding in the capital.
I also know why the people from the Orange Palace do not pretend to be others, they just pretend to be them.
really are them.
The fourth person in the Dark Moon Sect of the Demon Sect—Lan Jun Zhukong.
Chapter 46
There are such people. They walk day and night, and the dragon sees its head but not its tail.
They are in the temple, and they also sneak into the rivers and lakes. Hiding in the market, but also in the palace.
They are very low key. You might know them, but it's hard to tell what they actually did. Even harder is knowing exactly where they are.
That's because they either don't do it, and if they do, it's a big change. Either they don't appear, and the moment they appear, it will be earth-shattering.
They are the executors of orders by the King's side, and the Emperor's most loyal defenders.
They are called - the king's side.
Such a night when the moon and stars are sparse. An abandoned courtyard on the outskirts of Nanjing.
A tall and handsome man stared into the depths of the courtyard with a piercing gaze. The man's surname was Tie and his name was Hanyi. In the rivers and lakes, he is called Iron Blood Cold Clothes. Because he has reached the level of perfection in his horizontal practice of kung fu, and his inner qi is open to the outside, which is really amazing. According to legend, a gangster once took a big sword weighing more than 30 pounds and chopped it down while Tie Hanyi was sleeping, but he heard a 'dang' sound, the big sword was nicked, but Tie Hanyi was completely fine.
Tie Hanyi, who was ranked twenty-first on the list of the six divine machines, was the strongest among the top twenty masters of the public gate. At the same time, he is also one of the masters on the side of the king.
Next to Tie Hanyi stood a very young and beautiful woman. She had a silver bow hanging from her back, wrapped in black cloth to prevent the reflections from being detected. This woman is also a master of the king's side, and is known in the Jianghu as Ye Luo of Yingong Leaves. Although she is young, she has extraordinary bow skills. It was once named after an arrow pierced through seven fallen leaves. In the ranking of the six magic machines, it is second only to Tie Hanyi, ranking 22nd.
But such a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, in the eyes of Jianghu people, is a pair of disaster stars.
People who are in the arena, as long as they don't do evil things, are not afraid of encountering six doors. As long as you don't offend the officials, you're not afraid to meet Qilinwei. But only this king's side is auspicious for everyone to avoid, regardless of whether he is black or white. Because they are living plague gods. Sitting at home behind closed doors, the saying that disaster comes from heaven is true here.
When the king is in charge of the important affairs of the imperial family, it must be the moment when the arrow is on the string and has to be sent. Once the king's side appears, it means that a bloody wind has enveloped the head. Even if the people you meet want to escape, they are often affected.
The appearance of Tie Hanyi and Ye Luo means that this place has been targeted by the king.
They're investigating an unsolved case. An unsolved case that has been on the surface for a long time.
A year ago, Cha Yuan was murdered by a member of the demon sect.
But the reason remains a mystery.
Cha Yuan is a person on the king's side, and a character who once reached the position of Tie Hanyi. His last mission before his death was to sneak into the Orange Palace to collect evidence. It has always been smooth. However, after submitting the evidence for the last time, it was exposed by someone unknown, which led to being chased and killed by the people of the Orange Palace, but in the end, the person died in the hands of the demon sect.
Tie Hanyi used to be Cha Yuan's subordinate. He wants to find out the cause of death of his old boss and find the murderer. According to all the current intelligence calculations, this courtyard is very suspicious.
All this will be answered tonight.
Tie Hanyi pushed open the door, and the two quietly sneaked in. This courtyard is said to have been the property of a squire, but was later abandoned here for unknown reasons. Few people usually come, and it looks like a desolate scene.
But there are people in such a desolate place.
"It's a beggar." Ye Luo stared at the man who was sleeping in the middle of the courtyard with a shaggy face: "Brother Tie, I'm afraid there is a fraud."
Tie Hanyi also felt something strange in his heart, but he couldn't say what it was. Just a wink at Ye Luo, Ye Luo nodded slyly, and put her hand on the silver bow on her back.
"I'm going to talk to him." Tie Hanyi took a few steps forward, while Ye Luo stayed outside the door with a long bow. This is their usual way of cooperating.
Clinker Tie Hanyi took two steps forward, and a figure shot at him from the roof like an arrow. It was a punch in front of him, the wind was loud, the momentum was like thunder, and the skill was not under him.
If Tie Hanyi retreated at this time, this person would definitely entangle Ye Luo. Although Ye Luo is skilled in bowing, he lacks in close combat, so he may not be able to resist this man's few thunderous attacks. Tie Hanyi was stunned for a moment, shouted loudly, and then greeted him with a fist.
The other party was also unafraid, and confronted Tie Hanyi with three punches and one leg. The two fists collided with each other, like two sledgehammers colliding, and the collision made people feel uneasy.
Tie Hanyi only took a half step back and stopped, but the man stepped back and stepped on Qixing far away. Only at this time did Tie Hanyi see clearly that the other party was wearing a commoner's clothes, his appearance was not amazing, but he looked like an honest peasant man.
Tie Hanyi shouted, "Who's here!" Just after he finished speaking, he found that his inner breath was a little disturbed. It turned out that he had not been able to completely resolve the opponent's punching force just now, and he had already suffered a slight injury. It was only then that he understood why the opponent stepped on the seven-star step backwards, it turned out to be to resolve his own punching power.
Tie Hanyi froze in his heart and sank into his dantian: "Who are you? Why are you attacking me?"
The beggar on the ground seemed to be woken up, looked at Tie Hanyi, and suddenly shouted, "Heavenly and earthly, good-hearted people donate some money to make a fortune."
Tie Hanyi had already been attacked, how could he not know that this beggar was very strange: "Who can hide from ghosts and mythical tricks? You pretend to be a ghost, get up!" Tie Hanyi squeezed the man's shoulder and exerted force. It actually crushed the man's shoulder blades directly.
The beggar shouted and cried out in pain: "Oh, you're beating someone! An official is beating someone, and you don't care! You can't do this in the capital!"
Tie Hanyi couldn't help but stay for a while, this person doesn't know martial arts? Is it really a beggar
The beggar cried and cried: "Why are you beating people! It hurts so much, oh, my bones are broken!"
Tie Hanyi guarded the peasant, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I thought you were a bad guy too. Please come over and let my colleagues protect you."
But the beggar turned his cry into joy, his originally sad face suddenly stretched out, and a gloomy smile appeared: "That's not necessary, I'm really not a good person." At the moment when Tie Hanyi regained his guard, a pair of Lian Yinguang has been thrown from the beggar's cuff onto his neck.
Tie Hanyi hurriedly raised his right arm to block it, the sword light hit his right arm, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.
The beggar laughed again and again, but did not stop. Dancing a long sword into a hundred and ten silver dragons, this man looks sleazy, but he has real real kung fu.
At this time, the farmer's fists came again, and the two of them fought together. Tie Hanyi was caught off guard by the beggar's beggar's beating, and he lost the first opportunity.
Sure enough, after another ten strokes, the beggar used enough internal energy to slash at his right arm. Tie Hanyi didn't have time for luck. This slash not only broke his qigong, but also injured his flesh and blood, leaving deep scars that could be seen in his bones. . Blood gushed from the wound.
The peasant laughed loudly and said, "Come on! I've heard about the name of Iron Hero, Iron Blood Cold Clothes, how can it be a word if it doesn't deserve some blood?"
The beggar smiled and said: "I once heard that Tie Hanyi was slashed with a large knife in his sleep but he was unharmed. The ignorant world regarded him as a model of Qi Hard Gong. But he didn't know that this knife and knife There is a long way to go. This knife is called by an old farmer to cut it, and it can be cut by a peerless swordsman. Can the result be the same?"