Cha Hao is like a clay sculpture and wood carving, and he waved his hand: "Show the evidence to the Lord of Mingbao."
The three people from Tea Lake Village each carried a huge package on their backs and placed the package neatly on the ground. As soon as the bundle of cloth was untied, a strong stench that could not be concealed drifted away. It seems that special treatment has been done on the cloth, otherwise, with the special and strong smell, it cannot be hidden for so long.
The three huge packages contained three complete corpses. Two women and one man. The two women were bruised in many places, the corners of their mouths were broken, there were wounds on their heads and faces, and the whole body was naked. The man's corpse was no better than the woman's. The whole body was covered with scars from swords and swords. Even a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles would not have such terrible scars.
Hong Jiu's face sank when he saw it, and he shouted: "Who are these people? Is he a robber from Jiangyang? Is he a traitor in the army? Or a traitor? Unforgivable and countless murders?"
"neither."
Cha Hao said slowly: "This man is called Jiu Shao Zhang. He is a professional artist who makes cakes in Hangzhou for a living. As far as I know, he has never committed any crimes in his life."
His voice was gentle, as smooth as his expression. He pointed at the two naked corpses on the ground.
"These two women, one is his beloved daughter and the other is Mrs. Zhang. Miss Zhang is ingenious, charming and charming, and is deeply loved by the villagers. The biggest fault in her life may be that she was born beautiful and let the villains Coveted. Mrs. Zhang has always been virtuous and virtuous. No one has ever said a bad word in eight villages. The biggest sin in her life is clear. After that, I have to laugh for a long time.”
"So it is, so it is, ha."
Hong Jiu laughed loudly, and a giant hand that looked like a giant turned around, and with a 'smack', he pulled the Changzhou Huifengdao family back to the ground with a 'smack'. He didn't use his internal skills, but his hand strength was just as strong.
The boy was full of blood and panicked: "You, you dare to hit me!"
This slap in the past, but it caused the fuse of the war, which means that Ye Luobao chose to stand on the opposite side of the forces represented by the Lushan Sword Temple at this moment.
How can Ling Qingshu have a good face, he sneered: "What a big style. Does this represent your position?"
Hong Jiu's face was terrifyingly gloomy, but he just smiled and said, "I am your mother."
"you wanna die!"
Ling Qingshu was about to draw his sword to face each other, but the voice of Lord Yeluo came.
"Second Master, don't worry." Ming Fei said calmly, "Let Young Master Ling speak."
Hong Jiu couldn't believe it and said, "Let this deflated calf talk? What do you think about the boss?"
"Speak more politely, Young Master Ling is a distinguished guest. There is no basis for this matter, and the crime is no trivial matter. It is absolutely impossible to judge him on the basis of someone else's words."
"Okay! It's up to you, the boss."
After hearing this, Hong Jiu laughed angrily, hugged his arms and shouted, "Little ones! I'm going to watch the show, bring me a plate of fruit!" Then someone really brought me a plate of fresh lychees that had been peeled off their shells. Hong Jiu grabbed a large handful and ate it dripping with juice, obviously pranking.
Ling Qingshu still didn't know what Yeluo Fort Lord's choice was, so he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, and in the future I will be Lushan Jianguan Sword Lord Hangzhou, and the Ming Fort Lord should be my guest in the Ling family."
Ming Feizhen ignored him and asked Cha Hao directly, "Master of the tea estate, do you have evidence."
"Yes. That day's bad shape and bad shape, there was a wine burner, Zhang's own son, who could see it clearly. Child... You tell this hero about it."
The child was only about seven or eight years old, and his speech was not very clear. Three days ago, he was frightened, and he is still chaotic, and he still stutters when speaking. There are all strangers here, and it turns out that they are in a daze, unable to say a word.
Ling Qingshu did such evil things, his nature was cold and mean, and he didn't care in his heart. It's just that, after all, he is a righteous person, and he is accustomed to high-sounding. But since the child was hopeless, he let go of his heart.
"Your so-called evidence is three corpses of unknown origin, and a fool? You never know where you found the corpses of three hillbillies and want to falsely accuse this young master?"
A fierce smile appeared on Ling Qingshu's face: "Tea Lake Village, someone Ling remembered."
The ending of his words was very vicious, and anyone knew that he had been motivated to kill. This time he went down the mountain again, and the Tea Lake Village must have been bloody.
"It seems that the child can't speak?"
Cha Hao was silent for a while before he said: "This child is hurting his heart, please give him some time from the Lord of Mingbao."
"No need. Some things don't need anyone to say."
Ming Feizhen slowly opened a pair of blood-red eyes and stared at the three corpses.
"All three people had an accident three days ago around Youshi, and the injuries on the two women were caused by male assaults. Judging from the marks and smells on her body, Miss Zhang has traces of abuse by seven people, all of which were caused by men and were fatal. It is still a finger on the forehead. Looking at the traces of Miss Zhang being beaten, it is obvious that she had fought fiercely. Well, this is a strong girl, which is really admirable.
Mrs. Zhang was raped by one, two, three... six people, and the cause of death was the strangles on her neck. It seems that some people are used to abusing women when Yan Hao is happy, and they use too much force to save their lives. The number of the two is different, and the order is also different. It is conceivable that Mrs. Zhang blocked the other six gangsters who wanted to get their hands on her for her daughter. What a great mother. "
Volume 7 Fanwai Tanabata Special Collection was not the same year (6)
Ming Feizhen saw Jiu Shao Zhang on the ground and narrowed his eyes slightly - swordsmanship and martial arts were never his expertise. If it is judged from the internal strength of a stranger, he does not need to open his eyes to see, he can lock with the 'He Xintong' supernatural ability, and can communicate with people's qi. Not to mention the wealth of his internal knowledge, there are no more than three people in the world who can surpass others in this way.
However, this did not help him to judge the origin of the wounds on the dead body.
"Come on, turn the body over."
Ming Suwen, who had been honest beside Ming Feizhen for a while, took over. She spoke softly and euphemistically, compared to the charming state of the untrue words, the warm breath of the beautiful woman, and there was no intoxicating rhyme. Although the corpse was lying on the ground, it still made people's heart pound.
A warrior stepped forward to turn over Lao Zhang's body, and Ming Suwen said silently after reading it.
"There are forty-one wounds on his body. The Central Plains sword system has long been expressly stipulated that these wounds are almost all stabbed by Jiangnan literati swords, except for a blue steel long sword, a long sword, and five long swords. The system is the same... just like, these people wear exactly the same."
Not only the people who said it were heartbroken, but Ming Feizhen was even more grateful. Ming Suwen's time to travel around the rivers and lakes is not too short, and the name of the witch is getting louder and louder with each passing day. Moreover, Auntie Bingxue is smart and exquisite, and when it comes to insight, it will not be worse than his. Just saying the last sentence, the little aunt suddenly showed a sly look, stretched out a tender index finger, lightly tapped his nose, and said softly.
"This is what you taught the slave family. Why did you forget it yourself. Today, there are distinguished guests coming, so don't be disrespectful in front of others... Husband."
"Husband?!"
No one expected that it was Ling Qingshu who actually blurted out these words. He made a slip of the tongue first, coughed and then didn't speak, but his disappointment was obvious.
Ming Su Wen's beauty like a fairy had already convinced everyone in the hall. Not to mention today's distinguished guests, even the guards up and down Yeluo Castle have long seen this beautiful girl whose status is respected and the castle owner cherishes. It's just that I haven't figured out what to call it before, but today I found out that it was the castle owner's wife! But they were really blind and did not know Mount Tai, and the thirty-two guards stood up straight in full spirits, for fear of losing a good impression in front of the hostess.
- It turned out that this woman was actually the wife of the Yeluo Fort Lord. Ye Luo Fort Lord is worthy of being the overlord of the Hangzhou side, and the wife he married is also such a peerless beauty.
For a time, the eyes of surprise, admiration, envy, and jealousy all came to the hall.
If anyone can notice, this 'husband' is afraid that it is not under anyone in the hall, but it is still a headache. The others in Ye Luobao were nothing more than three well-informed junior brothers, whose surprised and surprised eyes almost stabbed them into a hole.
And another young master heard the word 'husband' in Mingsu's mouth, and he didn't know what to think of. With a lewd and lewd smile, Ming Feizhen waved to the little four. The little four went over and nodded for a while: "Okay, okay, you look good."
Nodding his head, he ran towards the three young masters, and without waiting for him to speak, he grabbed it and slapped it to the ground. The little fourth son has a hard skill, his hands are stronger than gold and iron, and he slaps it down like a mark made by a hammer. : "What the hell are you madmen in Yeluobao doing?"
The little four rubbed his head and said, "Oh, I'm doing it for your own good."
"You beat me for my own good!"
As soon as he touched his cheek, he felt that the posterior molars were loosened, and his face turned blue with fright.
The little fourth child looked serious: "Just now, the boss told me that 'that person is ugly, I don't want to see eyeballs, and my mind is full of feces. Go or dig a pair of tricks from him, Either I'm a fool, or I can't recognize it', you said how good I am to you, neither fooling you nor gouging your eyes." The tone was so sincere, the angry young man almost vomited blood.
After all this trouble, who didn't know that this Wu Xing son Meng Lang angered the Yeluo Fort Lord.
Cha Hao ignored it, and just clasped his fists and said, "Mrs. Ming is very good. I have examined the wounds, and there are indeed forty-one wounds."
Ming Su asked so proudly, Chao Ming Feizhen raised his pointed chin, as if asking 'How is my Mrs. Ming doing'
After all, now is not the time to talk about this.