Fang Tutou is in his forties this year, with a medium build.
He had a very upright face with Chinese characters, but there was a cold and murderous look between his brows.
The moment he walked into the inn, every old Jianghu who saw him had a consensus in their hearts - this person should not be messed with.
they are right...
Fang Jin in front of him, his physical strength, martial arts, experience... are all at the peak of his career.
Among the six doors, he can also be regarded as one of the best figures.
If not, he would not have been dispatched to such a border town at such a time.
"The shopkeeper." After Fang Jin stepped into the inn, he looked ahead and said these three words loudly.
"I have seen the master!" The shopkeeper of Ke Lai Xuan hurriedly responded, and came out from the counter: "May I ask what is the master's order?"
Fang Jin didn't even look at him: "I ask you... the one lying outside is a customer in your shop?"
"Uh..." The shopkeeper has nothing to hide, because things like today have happened several times in the past month, and it's not the first time he and Fang Jin had such a conversation, "Yes … are the people who live in my shop.”
"Okay." Fang Jin immediately said again, "The corpse, I will take it away..." As he spoke, he took out some scattered silver taels from his pocket, held the silver in his fist, and stretched it out in front of the shopkeeper, "The money...was found from the corpse. Let's see, how much money is needed to pay for his accommodation and broken things."
"Hey~" The shopkeeper hurriedly raised his voice, "Master, look at what you said...it's just my small shop, how much is it worth if you smash a thing with three melons and two dates... As for the money in that shop...he...he Already paid for it."
Although this shopkeeper is very greedy, he is not stupid, he knows very well - some money can be asked for, and there is still some money... even if he is beaten to death, he cannot take it.
"Oh... that's it..." Fang Jin murmured, and took the money back into his arms. During the whole process, his hand holding the silver did not intend to let go at all, "Then... this money, it's up to you I... handed it over to the government."
"Hey~Master." The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded and bowed his head, "No one in our town knows that you are upright and upright, Master, and you are the reincarnation of Qingtian... This money is at your disposal, and you will never lose a cent."
"Hmph..." Hearing this, Fang Jin glanced at the lobby of the inn, sneered softly, then turned around and went out.
"Okay, okay, it's all gone! There's nothing to see!" He yelled a few times as soon as he went out, dispersed the crowd of onlookers, and then called the few policemen he brought to roll up the body and put it on the cart. Then they closed the team and left.
This isn't the first time Fang Jin has done this, and it won't be the last.
In this era, the imperial court and the martial arts have returned to the relationship of "well water does not violate river water"; those feuds in rivers and lakes, as long as ordinary people are not involved, officials usually don't care about them; It's easier for the government to repay the injustice.
Therefore, like the current situation in Linlu Town, when there is a deceased person, Fang Jin only needs to show his face and confirm that the deceased is a member of the martial arts, then he can collect the corpse and leave; if the deceased has family members from the same family, he can handle it by himself The corpse, even the trouble of collecting the corpse can be saved there.
However, Fang Jin doesn't mind doing this kind of work of collecting corpses a few more times, the reason... everyone has seen it.
These gangsters have some money on their bodies, not too much, not too little, just to the extent that no one will say anything if you are corrupt.
Of course, Fang Jin is a thoughtful and meticulous person... Even if no one will say anything, he still has to have that conversation with the shopkeeper, and do it in front of many people.
No matter how fake the play they sang, at least there is nothing wrong with the plot of the play. If someone wants to make a fuss about this matter in the future, they will not be able to catch it.
It can also be seen from this small incident that Fang Jin is obviously an old comrade with rich experience in struggle...
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After finishing his official duties, Fang Jin ordered his arresting yamen servants to transport the corpse back to the nearby county yamen as soon as possible. He himself came to a tea shop at the entrance of the town, and ordered a night of hot tea and a few steamed cakes.
Fang Jin is a head catcher who can "make money", but he rarely spends money on eating, drinking and having fun.
He is not particular about what he eats, and he never drinks alcohol. He can wear a Tsing Yi from the beginning to the end of the year; even when it comes to female sex, he is extremely restrained.
This kind of self-discipline, this "restraint", is an extremely valuable quality.
Many people can't even live a day like this, but Fang can live it for a year, ten years, twenty years...
Therefore, he can stay awake most of the time.
Therefore, he rarely reveals flaws and weaknesses.
Therefore, his martial arts and physical fitness are outstanding among his peers.
More importantly, he can use the money others spend on eating, drinking and having fun to do something more meaningful.
In the officialdom, it is very important to keep some "family property". It is useful to increase the official rank and rank, and it is even more useful to survive in a desperate situation... No one knows which day the boat you are on will capsize. At that time, " "Money" is life-saving driftwood, and those who have nothing left can only sink into the abyss with the boat.
Click—
"Huh?" Just as Fang Jin was about to put the second steamed pancake into his mouth, suddenly, the saber at his waist... trembled slightly in the scabbard.
If it were someone else, they might not even notice this slight movement, and even if they did, they wouldn't care.
Maybe the tip of the sheath touched the chair, maybe the scabbard was moved by the wind and bumped somewhere, or maybe someone passed by and rubbed it...
Nobody thinks much about it.
However, Fang Jin, the moment the knife trembled... his whole body tensed up.
"Who is it?" He immediately asked himself such a question in his heart, and quietly began to observe the passers-by around him.
It was afternoon at this time, and there were not many people entering and leaving the town, but this was the only main road in the town after all, and there were quite a lot of pedestrians, carriages and horses.
Fortunately, Fang Jin quickly found the person he was looking for from the mediocre crowd...
It was a woman, a woman with a knife.
She was dressed in white, with a beautiful figure and a vigorous gait.
She covered most of her face with a piece of cloth, only the part above the bridge of the nose was exposed; however, those eyes and forehead alone were enough for people to conclude that she was a beauty.
"There's such a thing..." At this moment, Fang Jin didn't have the time to think about whether the woman's covered face was really beautiful. All he cared about was the pair of knives on her waist.
Fang Jin knew very well that the "vibration" that he had just sabered was a reaction similar to "resonance".
Few people know that Fang Jin's sword is not a common sword.
Although this knife was set in a very ordinary scabbard, it looked the same as the waist knife used by ordinary government servants.
But... Fang Jin knew to himself that what was hanging around his waist was one of the four great warriors in the world—the blue bird.
The hand-rolled real pearl is hung on the jade hook, and the heavy building is locked according to the former spring hate.
Bluebirds don't send messages from outside the cloud, and cloves are empty and sad in the rain.
These are the four sentences that no one in the martial arts world knows today, and the [Jade Hook], [Chonglou], [Blue Bird] and [Lilac] among them correspond to the four magical weapons.
[Jade Hook] is a scimitar in the shape of "Wu Hook", cast from a strange black jade; the last time it was seen was in a treasury of Wang Qiong's family.
[Chonglou] is a long halberd, a "hollow" long halberd; because it is hollow, it is as light as a bamboo pole. However, after being stained with blood, it will suck the blood into the body of the halberd. The more it sucks, the redder the building will be, the heavier it will be, and the more hostile it will be... Legend has it that after killing thousands of people in a row, After that, the power of the heavy building can divide mountains and seas.
However, the whereabouts of Chonglou is the only one among the four magic weapons whose whereabouts are unknown, and no one has ever dared to say that they have seen the real Chonglou, and everyone is just hearsay. Therefore, there are also rumors that Chonglou is simply a fabricated weapon, which was made up only to compose poems with the other three.
[Blue Bird] is a short knife, slightly smaller than the waist knives used by general yamen servants. It is undoubtedly in Fang Jin's hands at present; and Fang Jin inherited it from his master "Daohuang-Meng Qing" .
As for the last [Lilac], it is a sword. The current owner of this sword is Xie Wuhua.
This Xie Wuhua is the young master of the Xie family, a famous martial arts family. His ancestors should be familiar to everyone, that is, the legendary swordsman Xie San back then.
In the years after "Cangling Lunjian", the Xie family also had its ups and downs, ups and downs, and when it was passed on to the previous generation of "Confucian swordsman Xie Xiuwen", it flourished again; Xie Wuhua is the eldest son and grandson of Xie Xiuwen.
In the previous article, the young man called "Young Master" in the lobby of the inn was none other than Xie Wuhua. The "Uncle Liu" next to him was also a famous figure in the world when he was young, and he was called "Liu Xilai with hands and eyes". However, Liu Xilai suffered a disastrous defeat when he was forty years old. He originally wanted to retire to the world, but fortunately Xie Xiuwen took him in, and later became a member of the Xie family.
Closer to home, right now, let's talk about Fang doing this first.
There is a saying that "the blue bird sings, and the magic weapon appears", Fang Jin's master Meng Qing once said when he passed the sword to him, the blue bird is a spiritual knife, if there are other magic weapons around, it will There is a reaction.
Therefore, after feeling the sound of the treasured sword, Fang Jin took it for granted that one of the other three magical weapons appeared nearby, but what he didn't expect was... After searching a bit, he found that the only one in the vicinity A master with a super aura, but a man with two swords.
"Could it be... there is a fifth peerless magic weapon in this world?" Fang Jin was muttering in his heart, when suddenly, his [Blue Bird] trembled again... (.)