Chapter 113 Fang Xiaoru's Tomb
The thick fog had not dissipated, and the five pedestrians could not find the direction for a while, so they had to sit around the big pine tree and wait quietly for the thick fog to dissipate.
These five people seemed to sit around casually, but they also had some secret rules.
There are people from all directions who can watch the situation ahead, and the middle is properly spaced. If there is a real emergency, people facing this direction can immediately take a knife from the gap.
At first glance, I often traveled around the world and experienced many battles.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and the thick fog had not yet dissipated.
When they were free, the five people started chatting.
"If you want to talk about the prosperity of Yingtian Prefecture, it is really no worse than the capital." A young man smiled,
"Especially, the beauty in Jinling is indeed well-deserved, hehe..."
The five of them had previously traveled from the capital to Yingtian Prefecture to handle the case. This time they passed by Qingfengling and wanted to go back to report their lives.
Seeing the young man with a look on his face, Hou Tong beside him sneered,
"I said Tan Guang, you are such a old-fashioned person. You have never seen the world at first sight. If you say you are a beauty, then it's better for Suhang."
Tan Guang glanced at Hou Tong and smiled softly.
"I know you have done a job in Suzhou, but you dare to brag here. Unfortunately, the beauty in Suzhou and Hangzhou didn't enjoy it, but got beaten up."
Hou Tong and Tan Guang were about the same age as Tan Guang, and they also entered the yamen in the same year. They often made a big and small holiday because of a case, so they often retorted each other.
After hearing Tan Guang's words, Hou Tong's face turned red and he became a little anxious.
"Let's talk about it, boy?"
Last time he was sent to Suzhou to handle the case, but unexpectedly, the criminal ran away from his nose.
Although it was later found that someone secretly informed him, Hou Tong was still convicted of dereliction of duty and beaten thirty times.
When he thought of this, Hou Tongqi would not call him.
Looking at Hou Tong's red cheeks, Shen Yiwei, who had been silent on the side, coughed gently.
cough!
"You two boys, from the capital to Yingtian Mansion, and from Yingtian Road to this ghost place, is it over?"
Seeing Shen Yiwei speak, he seemed to be angry.
The two of them dared not provoke Shen Yiwei, but just looked at each other fiercely and stopped talking.
The surroundings suddenly fell into tranquility, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.
Chen Zheng, who was sitting on Shen Yiwei's left, looked at the four people in front of him, as if he wanted to raise a topic to break the embarrassment.
"You said, is the destroyed tomb from Fang Xiaoru?
If it was his tomb, would it really be related to the case in Yingtian Mansion?"
As soon as the three words Fang Xiaoru came out, Shen Yiwei, who was sitting next to him, suddenly changed his face.
Shen Yiwei's face turned pale and looked at Chen Zheng.
"Bold! Let's just do the trick, don't talk nonsense about anything else!"
Looking at Shen Yiwei's incisive face, Chen Zheng knew that the way he raised the topic seemed a little wrong, so he quickly shut up and dared not speak again.
Although Fang Xiaoru's case occurred during the Chengzu period, it cannot be mentioned at will now. Especially for people like them, they cannot chat about the person who was executed by the ten clans.
The five fell into silence again.
In a quiet state, a rustling sound suddenly came from around.
"What?"
An instinctive sense of vigilance suddenly surged up, and the five of them instantly looked in the direction where the sound came.
Something was moving in the grass!
Hou Tong took out his willow slap in his bag and shot it with a dart.
At the same time, the long sword between Tan Guang's waist, who was closer, flew out suddenly and slashed in the direction of the sound.
With a puff, a huge silver-ringed snake hiding in the grass was cut off with a knife, which was still spitting out a letter.
A willow leaf dart was shaking above the snake's head.
The willow dart obviously arrived first than the long sword.
Hou Tong looked at Tan Guang holding the knife with a proud look on his face.
"How is it? My dart is faster than your knife?"
Now Tan Guang's face was flushed and he opened his mouth to defend himself, but was interrupted by Chen Yiyi.
"Are you two enough?" Chen Yiwei raised the whip at hand.
"Hou Tong, do you want to get whipped again?"
Seeing the whip, Hou Tong knew that Chen Yiwei was coming, so he hurriedly clasped his fists and begged for mercy.
"Brother Shen, don't dare, don't dare..."
Seeing that Hou Tong seemed to be really scared, Chen Yiyi put down his whip.
"This mountain is so strange that it's tight. Be careful one by one, don't mess around anymore!"
Looking at Hou Tong and Tan Guang in front of him, Chen Yiwei had a headache.
Although the two of them didn't deal with each other, they were the two with the highest martial arts skills among the newcomers who entered the yamen that year.
Hou Tong's Willow Leaf Dart is a family-born learning, and no one can hide within ten feet of a Willow Leaf Dart.
Tan Guang is also a master of sword skills, and his set of Qimen sword techniques are well-known in the world.
Chen Yiwei took a lot of great Zhou Zhang to bring them to his own command.
Unexpectedly, a case made the two enemies.
I looked at the two enemies in front of me, and then looked at the thick fog in front of me that had no intention of dissipating. My eyebrows were twisted into two black balls.
"When will this fog dissipate..."
It has been more than a month since they went from the capital to Yingtian Prefecture. If they cannot return to Beijing on time these few days, they will inevitably be punished.
Just as Shen Yiwei was worried, a slight sound came from the thick fog in front of him.
rustle...
Chen Yiwei suddenly became alert, and pulled out the long knife in his hand and held it in his hand with a bang. The blade of the knife was covered with cold light.
"Someone!"
Although his vision was blocked by the thick fog in front of him, Chen Yiwei, with years of experience, knew that this was the sound of human footsteps at first glance.
When the four people behind him heard Chen Yibing's reminder, they immediately became alert and pulled out their long swords and looked forward.
In the wilderness, it is hard to guarantee that there will be no bad people.
At the other end of the thick fog, a dark black shadow gradually appeared in front of it.
Chen Yiwei raised his long sword and was ready to slash him at any time.
Suddenly, a dark black shadow walked out of the thick fog and came to Chen Yiwei's knife.
It turned out to be a country man wearing coarse cloth clothes, with a basket on his back behind him.
Looking at the bright long sword in front of me, the countryman was so scared that he lost his soul, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground.
"Oh, please spare me!"
Then he hurriedly kowtowed and shouted repeatedly,
"King, the villain just came to the mountains to collect herbs, and there was really no money.
If the king wants to, take away the medicinal materials in the backpack. Although it is not worth much money, it is considered a villain to respect the king..."
As he said that, the countryman would pick the basket down.
Looking at the country man who was scared in front of him, Chen Yiwei was a little amused and cried, and it turned out that he was regarded as the mountain king.
Seeing that he was just a medicinal collector, Chen Yiwei was about to put the knife back into the scabbard, but then he thought about it and still held the knife in his hand.
It is better to be as careful as possible in this kind of place.
Chapter completed!