Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 118 117. The Man in Black

It is not a fantasy world of immortality, nor is it a two-dimensional world, so people will always die. No matter how high their martial arts skills are, they will die as they age.

But Fengliang obviously won't die of old age. The probability of sudden death for such a self-disciplined guy who doesn't smoke or stay up late is not high, and there is no reason to commit suicide.

So there is only one truth, Feng Liang was killed.

Lin Pingzhi is neither a great detective nor a famous head catcher, and has no experience in criminal investigation, but he also squatted down to see if there was any wound on Fengliang's body as he saw in the novel TV.

Fortunately, Fengliang's injury was obvious, and Lin Pingzhi could see it at a glance—in fact, no matter who was present at the time, he could tell that Fengliang's death was caused by a point in his throat.

A man with such a wound in his throat would surely die.

The shape is a wound caused by a sword, this sword is not fast, because there are blood stains around Fengliang's throat and on his clothes.If Lin Pingzhi stabbed this sword with extremely fast evil swordsmanship, not only would the wound be much smaller, it could even kill without blood, as long as the sword was fast enough.

But it happened that this sword was not too fast, it pierced Fengliang's throat squarely, and it didn't bend a little bit.It also meant that Feng Liang had no time to dodge the sword at that time.

Can a sword move that is not considered fast stab Feng Liang to death so easily?
Lin Pingzhi didn't know, he didn't know how good Fengliang's martial arts were, and he didn't know how fast the sword could pierce his throat with a single stroke, so that he had no time to react.

But Lin Pingzhi knew one thing, and this matter had a higher priority than Feng Liang's death.

Although he was very saddened by Feng Liang's death, his own life was undoubtedly a higher priority.

Lin Pingzhi saw a person approaching, with a square face and a loyal and honest appearance.

It was because Lin Pingzhi hadn't found Mr. Dong who said he had gone out.

Elder Dong looked at Lin Pingzhi and then saw Fengliang's body on the ground. His expression changed drastically and then he returned to normal, but immediately he had a long tube in his hand. He pulled down the long tube's guide rope, and a firework flew into the air with a whoosh.

Lin Pingzhi smiled bitterly. He smiled bitterly because he could only smile bitterly in this situation.

Suppose you have made an appointment with a person to meet at a certain place, and the appointment is about fighting for revenge, and then when you go to the appointment, you find that the person you made an appointment with has been stabbed to death with a sword.

You have a sword in your waist and a corpse beside you The wound of a corpse is a sword wound.

Suddenly another person came over at this time, he saw your sword and saw the corpse beside you.

There seems to be only one theory in this case.

A conjecture that makes people have to smile bitterly.

Gunpowder is one of the four great inventions and has been well used in fireworks and firecrackers. The fireworks set off by Mr. Dong rose into the sky and became loud and brilliant. Even though the sun was shining high at noon, they still shone in the sky.

It can be seen from far away.

The meaning of this firework is that when a big event happens, the disciples of the nearby Beggar Clan will immediately gather at the place where the firework is blooming.

After releasing the fireworks, Elder Dong looked at Lin Pingzhi warily, put his body on the defensive, and retreated slowly facing Lin Pingzhi.But didn't say anything.

Lin Pingzhi didn't explain it either, it doesn't make any sense to explain it at this time.He stood there silently, knowing that if he wanted to retreat first, he only had a moment to spare.

But he had no intention of leaving at all, and it wasn't that his martial arts skills were so high that he wouldn't be afraid of any trouble. He simply didn't want to be accused of being a murderer.

And, he actually wanted to know who the murderer of Fengliang was.

The beggar gang disciples are scattered in various places, and strict discipline is needed to keep the group of so many people running in an orderly manner.

So in just a moment, dozens of disciples gathered next to Mr. Dong, lined up in an orderly manner, and a disciple with five pockets whispered a few words to Mr. Dong, raised his beggar's stick in his hand, and these disciples Surround Lin Pingzhi.

Of course, Lin Pingzhi could still leave at this time. He had a lot of experience in group fights and knew that as long as he killed a few people with ruthless hands before everyone's blood was fully aroused, he could break a gap and leave naturally with his lightness skills.

But he still stood there silently, seeing more and more disciples of the Beggar Clan gathered around layer after layer, finally there was some worry in his eyes.It is still possible to fight a bloody path now, but it is not necessarily possible to retreat completely, and many people have to be killed.He stayed here because he didn't want to be treated as a murderer, but he didn't really want to be a murderer.

After seeing the beggar gang disciples surrounded by Lin Pingzhi for three layers, the fear on his face gradually turned into anger, and he said loudly:
"Mr. Lin, I respect you as a guest from afar. I really regarded you as a good friend yesterday and promised to help you with errands. I didn't expect you to kill my beggar gang's deputy helmsman today, a disciple of Six Bags..."

Then he shouted to the crowd: "Yan Chu, you brought this person to the helm, do you know about this?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at the crowd, and sure enough, he found that one of the disciples of the Beggar Clan came out, it was Yan Chu, his bandages had been removed, his face was pale, he looked at Fengliang's body, looked at Lin Pingzhi, and said:

"I...I...Mr. Dong, we did look for Fengliang yesterday, and I did ask Mr. Lin to help me find Fengliang to give me a sigh of relief, but I didn't expect that Mr. Lin would...actually..."

After he finished speaking, he knelt on the ground and said: "This matter happened because of me. Mr. Lin just helped me vent my anger to find Fengliang and investigate the source. I am the mastermind. Please learn from Dong Laoming!"

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect Yan Chu to be so loyal, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

After hearing what Yan Chu said, Mr. Dong knew that there was something hidden, and asked, "Did you ask Mr. Lin to help you vent your anger and kill Feng Liang? What exactly is going on?"

Yan Chu said: "I had a quarrel with Yan Liang a few days ago, and I held some grudges in my heart, so I asked Mr. Lin to come to him, but I didn't expect..."

Dong Laodao: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin is not only a devil who likes to kill, but also doesn't take my beggar gang seriously, and dares to openly kill the deputy leader of my beggar gang, right?"

Yan Chu's eyes were full of anxiety, as if he was about to cry. He felt that it was inappropriate to say yes, but he didn't dare to say no.

Lin Pingzhi said at this time: "Mr. Dong, I have something to ask you."

The tone is indifferent, but there is a faint meaning that people can't help but listen.

At this time, Mr. Dong saw many disciples from the Beggar Sect coming, and he was not as afraid of Lin Pingzhi as before, and said, "Mr. Lin, I heard that you are young but cruel. First you killed many Qingcheng sect disciples, and then you killed many A martial artist who asked you for a sword manual to ward off evil."

"It's just that I didn't expect you to regard my beggar gang as a sect that can be bullied at will, and even helped Yan Chu to avenge his personal grievances and killed the deputy helmsman..."

Lin Pingzhi ignored what Mr. Dong said and just asked quietly: "Mr. Dong, have you ever seen me kill Fengliang with your own eyes?"

Mr. Dong said: "I didn't, but I don't need to see it with my own eyes. Many people die every day in this world, and many people kill people. If murder can only be convicted if it is seen with your own eyes, then there will be countless cruel and ruthless people in this world." Killing for pleasure."

In his words, he naturally identified Lin Pingzhi as the murderer, but Lin Pingzhi's face did not change. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "Old Dong's words are reasonable. I found Feng Liang's body, and I was the only one next to him, so I'm the most suspected murderer?"

The disciples of the Beggar Clan were slightly surprised to see that he was surrounded by so many people and still looked like a normal person.

Dong Laodao: "That's right, it's good that you know, and those who are sensible can be arrested without a fight, otherwise don't blame us for not following the rules of the rivers and lakes and swarming up and punishing you on the spot."

"Of course, Mr. Lin, I know what you mean by what you said just now. You mean that the murderer was not you, but someone else. You just made up your mind to find Fengliang's body here."

"Mr. Lin, as long as you restrain your hands, our beggar gang will naturally not wrongly accuse good people and will definitely find out whether you are the murderer. If the murderer is indeed someone else, then we should apologize to you. I, Mr. Dong, will apologize to you. Kowtow to accompany the sin."

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile after hearing his kindness and threats, both soft and hard, he said with a smile: "Mr. Dong, you see that I am young, so you want to bully me. After I give up, you treat me as a murderer to pay for Fengliang's life. I There is no ability to resist at all.”

"Hey, if I don't surrender, I can live a little longer. Although you have many disciples at the helm of the Beggar Clan, you can't all be masters."

"You surrounded me with the beggar gang's dog-beating formation. It will be extremely difficult for me to escape, but I can still kill a few people who are behind me before I die."

After he finished speaking, the Chengying sword was also in his hand, he drew the sword out of its sheath, and walked forward.

Seeing him drawing his sword, the disciples of the Beggar Clan quickly tightened the encirclement to prevent him from performing martial arts calmly.

But Lin Pingzhi withdrew his sword and returned it to its sheath.

The Beggar Clan disciples all breathed a sigh of relief. They could feel the murderous aura in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

Their simple empiricism judged that Lin Pingzhi really knew how to kill, and was really capable of killing.

Their judgment was quickly confirmed. Because of Lin Pingzhi's effort in sheathing it, three Beggar Clan disciples in the front row felt a cold under their legs.

When they subconsciously touched down, they were shocked - their legs felt cold and it turned out that their pants had fallen down.

Why did the trousers fall down? Because Lin Pingzhi pulled out his sword just now and cut off their trousers.

Some knowledgeable people thought further, if Lin Pingzhi's sword was not aimed at their belts, but at their throats.

Then it's not that their legs are cold, but their whole body is cold.

These disciples of the Beggar Clan were holding up their trousers, but they did not think of saving their lives. Instead, they had another idea that seemed very reasonable to them.

They said: "This man must have killed Vice Steering Master Feng, this Laoshizi's sword technique is really evil, he must have used this sword technique to kill Vice Steering Master Feng."

Lin Pingzhi's sword was intended to let the disciples of the beggar gang know their own strength, so as not to end up hurting both sides, but he didn't expect to incriminate these few people who are good at associating, and he couldn't help laughing and crying even more.

Fortunately, Mr. Dong is a person who is knowledgeable and knows where to associate. Seeing this, he said: "Thank you Mr. Lin for not killing these brothers. Mr. Lin, your swordsmanship is so superb, ten times and a hundred times better than this old man. We If the Beggar Gang wants to keep you today, I'm afraid they will have to pay a huge price."

"In addition, I think your sword is extremely fast, and it is much more subtle than the sword that stabbed the deputy helmsman to death. I believe that you did not kill the deputy helmsman."

"Mr. Lin, we don't need to fight to the death today. Let me guarantee that you will stay in our beggar gang for a while. How about allowing us to find out the truth of this matter?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said: "Temporary stay, how to stay temporarily?"

Dong Laodao: "Mr. Lin, you have few opponents in the world in swordsmanship. You really dare not let Mr. Lin have a sword in your hand, so you ask Mr. Lin to hand over the sword, and let us keep it for the time being."

"In addition, I'm really afraid of Mr. Lin's martial arts. I also hope that Mr. Lin can wear the black iron lock specially made by our beggar sect to prevent you from hurting my beggar sect disciples when you are in a bad mood."

Lin Pingzhi almost didn't laugh out loud, and said, "Elder Dong has lived to be more than 60 years old, and he still speaks as childishly as a three-year-old child."

"You gang of beggars know that you want to guard against me, so why don't I guard against your gang of beggars?"

"I have an idea that can solve today's predicament."

"Listen, Mr. Dong, I will only say this idea once, and I will never ask you whether you agree or not. After I finish speaking, I will give you a stick of incense time to think about it, and you must give me an answer. Otherwise, my sword I will attack immediately. I want to see if the disciples of the Beggar Clan are really not afraid of death."

Mr. Dong asked: "I would like to hear the details."

Lin Pingzhi said: "I would like to stay in the beggar gang, but I will never wear handcuffs or hand over any swords."

"I voluntarily stay in the Beggar Gang, and I will never leave until I find out about this matter, but I am not restricted by you Beggar Gang members. Whether you believe it or not, I plan to do so."

"If you don't care about helping people live and die, of course you can - you can form an array to besiege me now. No matter how good my swordsmanship is, I will always be exhausted. At that time, I will either be killed by you or captured by you. , is normal."

"It's just that before that, I guarantee that I will kill a lot of people, and I'm not sure how many people I can kill. I can only guarantee that there will be absolutely no less."

Elder Dong hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak, when Lin Pingzhi said, "I said, you have a stick of incense to think about it, so you don't have to answer me so quickly. Of course, you have decided to fight now, and that's fine."

Elder Dong sighed, and said: "I just realized now that Mr. Lin is really not easy to mess with. I believe you are not a person who breaks your promise. Of course I am willing to agree to your proposal. In fact, I only have one question."

Lin Pingzhi asked, "What's the problem?"

Dong Lao said: "I can't be the master."

Hearing what he said, Lin Pingzhi believed it.

The deputy helmsman was killed, and Dong Lao commanded his subordinates to take Lin Pingzhi's revenge. Naturally, there is no problem, but it is obviously impossible to promise Lin Pingzhi to let him stay in the beggar gang without any restrictions.

The Beggars' Clan is an upright sect that upholds chivalry, so it is naturally impossible to agree to Lin Ping's matter first and then go back and plot against it.

Lin Pingzhi said: "Well, Mr. Dong is indeed a loyal elder. If he can't be the master, he can't be the master. He won't speak out against me. However, the master who you can be the master is about to come, right?"

At this moment, the most dominant person in the Hubei sub-rudder of the Beggar Gang is naturally the rudder master Ding Qiao.

The beggars' gang gathered at the gate of the sub-rudder, and the momentum was so loud that the helm master certainly had no reason to be ignorant.

So what Lin Pingzhi said was right, the man who has made his own decisions will be here soon.

Just as Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, a group of Beggar Clan disciples came out from the sub-helm of the Beggar Clan, all carrying five or six bags of different sizes on their backs, and holding bamboo sticks in their hands.

The six-pocket disciples are already considered high-level in the beggar gang's sub-rudder, and they are also elite disciples in the general helm.

But everyone in this team of five-pocket and six-pocket disciples was respectful. After coming out of the gate, they found a place to stand still and waited for someone to come out.

The person they greeted with respectful eyes was naturally the one who was in charge.

Ding Qiao, the rudder leader of the Hubei sub-rudder of the Beggar Gang.

Lin Pingzhi saw that this man was slightly fat, with a red face, and his steps were slow but not frivolous, and he slowly walked into the middle of the crowd.

A trusted disciple had already approached him, whispered in his ear, and told what had happened.

Ding Qiao looked at Fengliang's body on the ground with an extremely painful expression on his face.Lin Pingzhi had heard about the rudder master's appreciation for Feng Liang, and judging by his expression at this time, it was true.

After a while, Ding Qiao's expression finally returned to calmness and he looked at the person next to him.

Elder Dong stood beside him respectfully, listened to his question about details, nodded repeatedly, and added a few more words.

Ding Qiao nodded slightly, and said, "Mr. Lin, do you have any basis for saying that you didn't kill the man?"

He asked this in the middle of the crowd.The voice was not loud, but when he spoke, no one dared to speak, and the surroundings were silent, so he could hear clearly.

Although the leader of the hubei sub-rudder is very imposing, but Lin Pingzhi could not be ignorant, and calmly replied: "I have been in your sub-rudder just now and have not come out. I have also asked the brothers of your sub-rudder about Yan Chuhe. The whereabouts of Mr. Dong, there should be someone who knows me."

Ding Qiao heard the words and asked: "Has anyone seen this Mr. Lin this morning?"

No one answered for a long time. After a while, a little beggar came out of the crowd and said: "Master, this young man did ask me about the whereabouts of Yan Chu and Mr. Dong in the sub-rudder just now, and... returned them to me." My reward is five taels of silver."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of broken silver of five taels of silver, and said: "This silver is given to me by this young master."

Lin Pingzhi was always generous, not to mention five taels of silver, even big gold ingots were happy to give away, at this time seeing that someone remembered him because of the money, he couldn't help smiling.

After hearing what the little beggar said, Ding Qiao asked, "Oh? What time was it just now?"

The little beggar was a little nervous when he was questioned by the helmsman. He scratched his head for a while, then looked at the sky and said, "It won't be long, it's almost noon."

Ding Qiao asked Dong Laodao again: "When did you see Mr. Lin?"

Dong Lao said: "It's exactly noon."

Ding Qiao said: "So, it turns out that Mr. Lin was not there just now, but just came out and happened to see this corpse."

But immediately another disciple of Liubao came out of the crowd and said: "The rudder master Mingjian, my subordinates feel that, firstly, Mr. Lin's swordsmanship is so strong that he can kill in an instant. The time interval between him is extremely short, but it may not be impossible to take advantage of this gap to kill people."

"Secondly, Mr. Lin may not necessarily kill someone at the gate. After killing someone in the helm, Mr. Dong may happen to bump into him when he is dragging the person out of the gate. He will hide the body on the way. , deliberately looking for someone to interrogate and help him serve as a witness, it is more likely to be intentional."

Lin Pingzhi was dumbfounded when he heard the analysis of the six-bag disciples, but he couldn't help but say that the analysis made sense, and it was indeed possible.

Ding Qiao seemed to be a person with no independent opinions. After listening to what these Liubao disciples said, he looked at Lin Pingzhi and said, "Mr. Lin, this is possible. Do you have anything else to say?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "Master Ding, I have a proposal just now, I have already discussed it with Mr. Dong, and I have already set a deadline for one stick of incense, and now it is about half a stick of incense."

Ding Qiao looked at Dong Lao and said, "What proposal?"

Dong Laodao: "Young master Lin said that he is willing to stay in the beggars' gang, but we must not impose any restrictions on him. The subordinates can't be the masters, so please ask the helmsman to show you."

Ding Qiao said to Lin Pingzhi again: "Mr. Lin, I agree to your proposal. I heard about the situation just now. In fact, if you want to leave, you have many opportunities to leave just now. Even now, my beggar gang will never It is impossible to forcefully keep you at the risk of sacrificing many disciples."

"In this case, Mr. Lin, if you voluntarily stay in the Beggar Clan, it shows that you have no guilty conscience. I have no reason to refuse."

Lin Pingzhi cupped his fists and said, "Master Ding is indeed a good decision-maker, and he agreed so happily."

He really appreciates this, Ding Qiao seems to have no idea and no ability to ask everyone, as if anyone can give him advice.

But he made a decision absolutely unambiguously, and he deserved to be the local leader of the beggar gang.

Ding Qiao said again: "Mr. Lin, I still want to ask you, do you have any clues about the death of our deputy helmsman? Is there any way to find the real culprit?"

After a pause, he added: "Young Master Lin does not need to answer this question, and it will not affect my agreement to Young Master Lin's proposal just now."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Ding Tuozhu is really straightforward. To be honest, I don't know who killed Fengliang."

"But when I saw Deputy Helmsman Ling just now, my mind turned and I suddenly remembered something. To be precise, I remembered a person. I thought he might have something to do with Feng Liang's death."

Ding Qiao hurriedly asked, "Oh? Who is it?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "A well-maintained man in black, with smooth skin on his face, looks like he is only about forty years old, but the corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles, obviously his real age is more than that."

"When I saw this man in black yesterday, I thought he was a guest of your helm, but now that I think about it, I feel that there is something mysterious about him."

"At this moment, I think that Fengliang's death may have something to do with the man in black."

When Ding Qiao heard Lin Pingzhi describing the man in black, his expression changed drastically and he said, "Is it him? No, no..."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes moved, and he said, "Master Ding knows who this man in black is?"

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's question, Ding Qiao subconsciously nodded, but immediately shook his head in fear and said, "It can't be him, it can't be him!"

But immediately muttered to himself: "But what if it is him, what should I do, what should I do?"

Seeing Ding Qiao like this, Lin Pingzhi became even more suspicious of the man in black.

Feng Haohao's sudden death is really strange.

Wasn't the man in black with his hands behind his back looking at the scenery yesterday also full of mystery?
Even if the man in black didn't kill him, if he finds the man in black and makes some calculations, he might be able to ask some clues.

But where is the man in black at this time?
Lin Pingzhi looked at Ding Qiao and sighed, knowing that he was like this even if he knew the identity of the man in black, he would never reveal it.

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There are several big trees outside the gate of the Beggar Clan branch. They are all towering trees.

A man dressed in black, with his hands behind his back, stood on a tree with his peerless lightness skills, looking at Fengliang's corpse on the ground with a complicated expression, and stared at it for a long time.

There was actually someone nearby who also used the treetops to hide his figure and looked towards Lin Pingzhi.

This man was dressed in a Taoist robe, and he seemed to be a Taoist.

(End of this chapter)