Chapter 53: Dish killer

Chapter 53: The Murderer
Du Banxian had been arguing for a long time, and finally a village cadre came to hear the news, his eyes frowning.
"The firstborn was so big, it turned out to be hollow!" The village cadre picked up a flat shoulder and beat him, looking like a city management picket, "Hurry, roll, roll!"
Du Banxian was in pain, so he just ran away happily.
Qing Qiao looked at the back of him as he went away, his heart was stunned, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
"Do you want to know, how exactly is he crazy?"
Lu Zizhen pulled her hand to her chest, fiddled carelessly, her eyes were crystal clear, like dew on the lotus leaf in summer.
Qing Qiao shook his head, and when he saw that the person across the face wasn't looking right, he nodded quickly.
"... When you threw chopsticks at him, he glanced at me."
He grinned, his arc was beautiful, and his eyes were suffocated with three points of breath: "He probably didn't know that there is something called Dementia in this world."
Hypnosis! Qing Qiao flashed the word in his mind for the first time.
For a moment, she shouldn't go overboard and praise: "... Jack, this is amazing!"
Lu Zizhen was not very satisfied. She turned her face to face herself: "Magic? If you really feel magic, why dare not look at me straight?"
He put his forehead up, his face clean and exquisite, exhaling like a blue orchid: "... you said, are you afraid? Do you look very charming to me?"
Qing Qiao looked back at him helplessly, and saw peach blossoms in the eyes, the bright colors flying under the sun, the boundless beauty.
In such a stingy scene, she just remembered the classic line of the beautiful boy Ouyang Feng, a beautiful boy in the universe with a lightning bolt in his mouth, "You see my eyes, isn't sexy? Cool or cool? No ?"
"It's fascinating!" She wanted to laugh, and quickly held back, and the chicken nodded desperately, "Charming, charming, super charming!"
"What a charm?" Lu Zizhen lifted her chin, the wind was bright, and interesting.
"The left eye reads‘ Charm ’and the right eye reads‘ Charm ’, so I ’m so fascinated!
The jaw was pinched, and she had to show the painful expression that I had been constipated for seven days.
Lu Zizheng laughed and pulled her into her arms.
"How long will you be willing to leave Xiling?" He held his jaw against her hair and took a soft breath.
The faint scent of the young girl is not swift and anxious, and is especially beautiful.
"This, I don't know, at least we must first solve the murder case in Hunshuizhuang!" Qing Qiao stiffened and didn't dare to move, his head murmured.
"Oh? Do you want to know who killed your brother or sister?" He snorted, and raised a smile from his throat.
"Must you know ?!" She broke free suddenly, her eyes glaring like a copper bell, clutching his plaid tightly.
He didn't answer, and glanced at her obliquely.
"Tell me! Tell me!" The blood roared, and her whole body boiled. "Please, tell me!"
"It's better to see a hundred smells." Lu Zizhen smiled around her waist, "Brother Dangdang took you to a good place, Bao sister satisfied."
Secluded flower path, deep rakugo.
In a chic courtyard, two shadowy ghosts hide in the rock.
"What is this place?"
Qing Qiao could not help but speak. She was placed between two boulders by Lu Zizhen with a narrow gap and her limbs twisted into a strange Tianjin hemp flower pattern.
"... a dark corner suitable for sneaking chickens and dogs." Lu Zizhen squatted aside, patted her head with a spare time, and hissed softly, "Don't talk, listen carefully."
There were faint footsteps in the distance.
Qing Qiao snorted suddenly.
"So, is the Denton Pavilion empty?" The sound of Huang Ying's coquettishness flew from the distance, and it was the goddess Nangong who had no hate.
"Yes, Ruan Siqiong took away the elite disciples in the faction last night, saying that he would go to southern Xinjiang to arrest the murderers."
A stranger respectfully answered, it should be a subordinate of Shenlong Pavilion.
"Well, what good is martial arts? It's ridiculous if you don't have a good brain!"
When it comes to Ruan Siqiong, the maiden's tone lacks the worship of the past, but she is bitter and mean.
"No hate!" A slightly gloomy male voice came in.
"Ah, Brother Shen!" The jade girl's voice softened like water. "What? What did Master Yaowang say? Did you ask about the whereabouts of that thing?"
"... Song Qi refused to speak." The male voice was dull and sounded a little unpleasant. "He said we were in vain. No one except Zhang Sifeng knew where the thing was."
"Hateful!" With the sound of lameness, Nangong gritted his teeth without grieving. "The dead old man, we have even killed his three disciples. He is still hiding in the mountains to practice steadily, and he doesn't know how to get revenge!"
Qing Qiao gave a fierce meal.
"... Stop being calm and restless." The gloomy male voice sounded unhurried and seemed to be extremely well-founded. "I have sent people to publicize, 'The Southern Xinjiang cult officially challenged Xiling and attempted to take the Aoki humanoid sword to dominate the forest.' And wait, the rivers and lakes are about to make a storm, we just have to sit in and take advantage of the fishermen. "
"Hee hee, Shen brother you thoughtful." Nangong turned to anger and rejoiced with a smile, "Thank you for adding the" Jiugong mark "on the body that day, people think it is that arrogant cult Right to do it. "
"Huh!" Just listening to the man's sneer, proud of his words, "Do you think Ruan Siqiong eats dry rice? So simple, he will believe it? If not for killing me, I will use the cult's unique skills and be deliberately Song Daqi, who saw that, saw that Ruan Siqiang would really believe it? "
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's just that the strange Lu Si is terribly empty-handed." Nangong's voice of resentment sounded again with a bit of regret. "Who told him to leave a mark after killing him? Well, it's so beautiful A man is going to die unjustly because of arrogance. "
"You!" "Shen Brother" was anxious and spoiled.
"Mo Qi Mo Qi, no matter how you like beautiful men, Wu Hen is the one who is most loyal to Shen Brother!" Nangong Wu Hen seemed scared, and quickly said comfortingly. "Since Shenlong Pavilion and Yaowanggu are close relatives, which time did I not listen to you? You want me to be close to Ruan Siqiang, and you want me to seduce Lu Sikong, don't I all agree one by one? "
"Hum!" "Shen Brother" snorted again, but his tone was much softer.
Then there was the coquettish sound of cuddly, pulling, and finally turning into footsteps, and gradually went away.
"... So, it was Nangong Wuheng and Shen You that killed my brother and sister?"
For a long time, Qing Qiao jumped down from the boulder and looked at the zheng slowly to speak.
Lu Zizheng didn't smile, a pair of peach eyes sparkled in the night.
"They ... want to plant misfortune for you?" She organized the language with some hesitation, "then the injury on your body ... is ..."
Lu Zizhen raised his eyebrows: "Except for your good teacher, there are not many people who can hurt me like this."
"How could this be? How could this be?" Qing Qiao wailed and covered his brain, "I ... I represent the uncle, no, I represent the entire Xiling faction and say sorry to you!"
Lu Zizhen froze, with a scornful face: "If an apology is useful, what should we do?"
Qing Qiao gently punched him with a punch: "I am serious! Let go of my uncle and the Xiling faction, they are also blinded by villains ... My uncle believes that the old man named 'Lao Qi' It seems that there is a deep friendship between them ... "
"Song Qi, a wonderful pen sage, is talented and intelligent. You can clearly record the moves on the painting just by looking at it once, and you have never missed it for more than 20 years." Lu Zizhen interrupted her and didn't care to smile. He, all the people in the rivers and lakes believe in him. "
"Please, please forgive them!" Qing Qiao looked earnestly, his expression begging, "Please don't be against the Xiling faction ..."
Lu Zizhen glanced at her, tilted her head, raised her eyebrows, and finally smiled loudly: "This time, I really begged me!"
Qing Qiao bit his lip and dared not to speak.
"Okay, I promise you."
Lu Zizheng suddenly lost her interest in teasing her, and glanced at her lightly: "But you have to remember, these are all to be paid back."
He stared at it out of nowhere and suddenly developed a sense of indignation and anger, Qing Qiao stared at his toes, silently afraid to answer.
After eavesdropping, Lu Zizheng took her out of the garden and came to the gate outside the courtyard.
"I can't take you anymore." He frowned slightly and paled in the moonlight. "My wound is cracking again, and I need to be healed ... you go straight along this road and turn left at the first intersection. Along the road, ask the neighbourhood, and you should be able to return to Denton Court soon. "
After speaking, he jumped over the blue tile wall and disappeared instantly.
Qing Qiao looked stunned-what is the reason for Shenlong's inability to see the end of his head? This is the most realistic portrayal!
After stunning for three seconds, she took a look back and found that she was in a huge dark and weird alley and could not help fighting a shiver.
"I'm nervous, don't be afraid ..." She hummed the pop song and tempted to take a step forward.
Footsteps fall, everything is safe.
So she bulged her chest and began to inhale desperately, until her chest was upgraded from the airport to Everest, reaching a height that can no longer be reached, "Pala La" flung her legs and ran forward.
-Uncle, wait for me! there is only one truth! I swear in the name of my grandpa, the killer will definitely get the punishment he deserves!
Like all of the escaped comic masters, her two legs hula-la alternated quickly, rolling like a wheel.
However, after less than 50 meters, the young girl Jintian died shortly afterwards.
A dark man descended from the sky, blocking her firmly in the alley.
"The courage is not small, but he dared to break into Shenlong Pavilion at night!" The black man was five big and three thick, and chopped a large knife at her, "Go to death!"
"Wait a minute!" Qing Qiao screamed and jumped away with his hands over his head, "The heroes spare their lives! The little ones just come out and pour Yexiang!"
"Falling night incense?" Heihan hesitated, then raised his sword again, "Huh! The jade girl ordered, let alone see the living creatures! You have to die if you fall Yexiang!"
The cold wind mixed with the violent wind, and Qiao Qiao fluttered to the ground, anxious Zhongsheng screamed loudly: "Heroes, before death, let's leave the little ones famous!"
The blade wind came to a halt, and the big man hesitated a little before finally condescending, "... well, I won't kill the unknown junior, you just report the name!"
"Small name--" Qing Qiao trembled on the ground, taking a deep breath, "Muhammad Ahmed? Aguili Cincinnati? Huguli? Maya? Maria? Bar? Tur? Gena Ostrovsky? Bezukhov? Smittto? Alexei Konstantinovich? Hussein? ? Turkmenistan? Kyrgyzstan? Maybach ... "
"You play with me!" The black man yelled, slammed his sword and smashed at her, "how can there be such a long name ?!"
"Don't! Don't!" Qing Qiao rolled away while hiding, "You don't talk about credit! The little one isn't finished! There are 1,063 words left ..."
With a bang, Dadao looked straight down at her neck.
It is a blessing or a curse, after all, it cannot be avoided.
Woohoo! God! Think I was wise, and now I die under the knife of a bad breath man!
The author who killed Qiandao, how can you torture me like this? I hate you!
Qing Qiao closed his eyes in despair, and a teardrop slowly slipped from the corner of his eyes.
Slippery slippery, slippery slippery, the little teardrop swam hard to the corner of the mouth, but the expected pain did not come.
For a long time, Gu Qingqiao finally shivered and opened his eyes.
Heihan and his sword are missing, and there is a smiling beautiful boy in blue standing beside him.
"Uncle!" She yelled, only to feel that the world was better than ever, and the whole person was as excited as if he had beaten chicken blood.
"Frightened?" Ruan Siqiong kept smiling, and stretched out her hand to pull her up. "Don't be afraid, the killer caught it."
She jumped up and saw that Ruan Siqiong stood behind a group of Xiling disciples holding swords. Among them, Nangong Wuhe and Shen You, who were by five flowers, stood tall, and the only man!
"You ..." Qing Qiao looked at Ruan Siqiang in surprise.
"We didn't do it." Ruan Siqiong knew what she wanted to ask, and naturally took her word, "This little trick can't hide from me, but it's up to me."
Idol! Worship! It really is a piece of spicy ginger!
Qing Qiao looked at him with infinite admiration, and admired the five bodies.
Looking back at the horrible wolves, she couldn't help but laugh with her hips-or what Mao Juju said! All reactionaries are paper tigers! Evil cannot defeat justice after all!
"Nan surname, don't be too proud of yourself!" Although Nangong Wuhe was tied, his mouth was still proud. "You caught me today, but I'm unlucky! But don't forget that Xiling sent in the future. There will be good days! "
"Oh? If the Jade Girl is talking about Shenlong Pavilion and Yaowang Valley, you don't need to worry about it." Ruan Siqiong smiled, and looked like a gentleman with ten percent. "Two barbarians, Xiling hasn't put it in her eyes yet, Jade Girl I really think about it. "
"You!" Nangong twisted her hatelessly, and wished to tear Ruan Siqiong into her stomach, "Don't be arrogant! Tell you! My son-in-law sooner or later ..."
"No hate!" Shen You, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted her, looking anxious.
"Your main character?" Ruan Siqiong gave her a faint glance at her, calmly. "Unfortunately, no one has caught my eyes when I look at the rivers and lakes. His three-legged cat kung fu also wants to challenge the Xiling School?"
Shaking his head, the language scorned: "Shake the tree, ridiculous!"
"What do you know! What do you know!" Nangong screamed with anger and anger, "You don't understand, the most powerful thing in the world isn't martial arts at all! If my host ..."
"No hate!" Shen You interrupted her again, her voice harsh.
"Brother Shen, don't blame me." Nangong turned back with no hate, and tears slipped on her cheeks. "You can't live anyway, so you let me speak in one breath. I want to let this group of decent people. Know, they will not have a good life in the future! "
Shen You mouthed.
"Nan Gong, even though I am from Nangong, I understand the principle of loyalty and respect to the Lord!" Nangong turned to Ruan Siqiang with a resentful expression, looking stern, "You caught us and did n’t kill, you just wanted to lead Are we the principals? Tell you, no way! Don't even think about it! "
"My lord, take revenge for me!" She laughed suddenly, then tilted her head, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.
A disciple quickly stepped forward, probed her breath, and shook her head gently: "... take poison."
In the cold moonlight, Nangong bleeds Qi Qiqiao with blood, and his condition is miserable. Qing Qiao gently shivered.
"... It's a bit bloody." Ruan seemed to mumble, as if to be expected, and seemed to be a little sorry.
"Ruan Ruanqiang!" Seeing his lover Xiang Xiaoyu, Shen You burst into a frenzy, "Don't be proud! My master will be revenge! What is rivers and lakes, what is Xiling! It is just a plaything in the hands of others, you Just wait for the door to be cut! "
Qing Qiao was shocked and quickly turned his head to see Ruan Siqiong raising his eyebrows slightly, but didn't smile.
"No hate, Brother Shen is here to accompany you!" Shen You turned to look at the corpse on the ground, smiled stupidly, and a row of dark blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.
-He followed himself.
Everyone took a sigh of cold air and looked at each other, wondering what to do next.
"There is one more." Ruan Siqiong suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
The crowd looked in his eyes, and saw that the man had collapsed to the ground, his whole body shaking like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
"Don't kill me!" Heihan rushed to his knees on the ground, scratching his head toward Ruan Siqiong, "I move! I move! I move everything! What do you ask? I can answer!"
"What's your name?" Ruan Siqiong glanced at him and smiled slightly.
"The little name is Li Xiaoming!" Heihan gave him a hard head again, and his forehead exuded bright red. "Xiao Ming meets Lord Ruan! Ruan Daxia for his life!"
"... Hi, Li Xiaoming." Ruan Siqiong continued to laugh casually, indifferently, "Unfortunately I don't want to ask you anything."
He slowly pulled out his sword and handed it to Qing Qiao leisurely: "We disciples in Xiling never kill unknown people. Now that he has reported his name, I will leave it to you."
Qing Qiao looked at him blankly: "... me?"
"Exactly." Ruan Siqiong nodded at her, looking calmly, "Isn't he about to kill you just now? The so-called wrongdoer has the debt and the owner, but it's best for you to handle it."
Qing Qiao refused to take the sword, his face hesitated: "But he didn't hurt me ... this is at best a crime attempt ..."
"His accomplices killed your brother and sister!" Ruan looked like a dome, and whispered in her ear, "Did you forget Baoquancai?"
A soft word, attracted Qing Qiao's heart, a bite of his teeth took the sword.
Looking up, all the older brothers and sisters were staring at her with gazes.
The past slipped past her like a stream of water, Ferrari, Potato King, three layers of belly, sugar buns ...
Then there is the distant world of the reinforced concrete.
There is a grievance and a debtor.
But when can I report the grievances?
With a bang, the sword fell from her hand.
"... I can't get my hands off." She squatted down suddenly. "He didn't kill Brother Bao, he didn't kill anyone! Why should I kill him?"
"Little sister, he just wanted to kill you!" Sister Sanshi rushed in.
"He is Nangong's hateless man! If he is alive, he will kill you in the future! Shimei must not be soft-hearted!" Another brother said.
"Yeah! Kill him!"
"Kill him! Kill the people of Shenlong Pavilion! Revenge for Brother Bao!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Overwhelmingly, they all have the same voice.
Heihan had already fainted, and a drop of water stained on his crotch.
"... but I can't get it."
Qing Qiao covered his ears and shook his head, and his eyes gradually became confused: "Sorry, I can't get my hands out, I really can't get them out ..."
In the middle of the night, at the end of the alley, the clouds covered the moon, and the four fields were dark.
In a lonely silence, Qiu Chong whispered, accompanied by the girl's low tweet.
There is a white magnolia quietly waiting at the wall, light and elegant, with beautiful fragrance.
"Well, don't cry, you're about to cry into a little white rabbit." Ruan Siqiong finally made a sound, his expression was as gentle as ever.
"Everyone ... are you desperate for me?" Qing Qiao looked up, twitching his tears, "Uncle, am I not worthy of being a disciple of Xiling? Not worthy of being a son of a river?"
"It really isn't worth it." Ruan Siqiong smiled, his eyes were a little stunned, "Without martial arts, he is also courageous, it's really not decisive."
"But! My hometown is a society ruled by law, and private punishment is not allowed ..." She seemed quite aggrieved. "If everyone has the right to kill casually, what's the point of ordinary people living?"
"Everyone can kill, this is the rivers and lakes." Ruan Siqiong touched her hair, and said with a long heart, "Happy and enmity, the strong are king, and the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, so there are so many people who want to be strong Dominate the martial arts. You have to learn to get used to it all. "
"So terrible ... I'm not used to it, I don't want to get used to it!" Qing Qiao shivered in his arms, "Uncle, I want to go home, I want to go home, you help me, I must go home ..."
Ruan Siqiong knew she was frightened, and patted her on the back, soothing softly: "Okay, okay, uncle must help you."
Obtaining the promise, Qing Qiao was satisfied and closed his heavy eyelids.
In fact, she had many questions in her mind.
For example, the "lord" of Nangong's resentment, and Shen You's "many cuts".
Shenlong Pavilion, Yaowang Valley, Knife and Face, Duan Yu.
In every detail, she always felt that the truth of the matter was far less simple than she saw.
However she was too tired.
Ruan Siqiong's embrace was safe and warm, and she finally fell asleep.
She didn't know that, not far from them, there was a raging fire.
The Shenlong Pavilion of Hunshuizhuang will be turned to ashes after this night, and no trace will be found. 2k novel reading network