I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"Bingyun, although I ate a bit too much, it was just roast duck, not poison. Why do you have so many mental activities? Do you know my master?"

Shen Lian waved to Mai Laoguang and asked him to serve another roast duck, one roast goose, and two kilograms of crispy meat.

Mai Laoguang quickly went to the kitchen.

Maybe it was the slippery slope that had its effect. Jin Bingyun thought to himself that since his mood had been broken, he would continue to break it.

Anyway, that’s all for the past few days!

Broken jar, broken jar!

Just enjoy your life.

At this age, the first time I enjoyed life was at a barbecue shop, and someone robbed me of my roasted duck.

Jin Bingyun suddenly found it interesting that among all the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai in the history, absolutely no one had such a strange experience, because they were all fairies.

High and mighty fairy!

Even Master has never enjoyed this!

Thinking of this, Jin Bingyun took a piece of meat and asked curiously: "Why do you want to meet your master?"

“My master taught me a mental refining method called the Crazy Heart, which can stimulate thoughts, make your thoughts run wild, and retain the feeling of enlightenment.

Unexpectedly, my training went astray. Every time I was injured or experienced a fierce battle, when I recovered from the injury, I would enter this state and my mind would become extremely active. "

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"When my mind is always thinking about these things, the control over my body will be relaxed. My mouth will move faster than my brain, and many subconscious thoughts will be spoken out casually. As a result, my cultivation of body training will increase by at least 30%."

Shen Lian sighed at this strange mental technique.

Wei Qingqingqing really deceives his disciples to no limit!

Jin Bingyun didn't understand at first, with some doubts on his face, but then it suddenly dawned on him. It seemed that the information was correct, Shen Lian would get nervous intermittently.

The symptoms include: talking nonsense, unclear speech, dull eyes, unscrupulous, and offending people everywhere.

Note: Shen Lian was often beaten violently by his seniors because of this!

Jin Bingyun is so smart, he guessed Wei Qingqingqing's idea just by hearing the name, which was to let Shen Lian vent his negative emotions and retain his true feelings.

Whether it is anger, depression, murderous intentions, or even evil thoughts during enlightenment, they can all be eradicated.

Without these mixed thoughts, without the frenzied mind that disrupts thinking, one can practice meditation calmly, just like the poem of the divine monk: The body is a Bodhi tree, the mind is like a mirror stand, always brush it diligently to prevent dust.

It's a pity that Shen Lian got it wrong.

But Shen Lian is really capable, and he was able to turn bad mouth into a blessing in disguise.

——Although this process is not very comfortable and you will receive various beatings, the result is good.

Shen Lian pointed to the kitchen: "Who do you think this Mai Laoguang is? Do you see the problem?"

Jin Bingyun briefly recalled that although her thoughts were mostly on Shen Lian, she could also see that Mai Laoguang was by no means a cook, but a master of hiding from the market.

The first is his hands, which have thick joints. They have obviously been trained in eagle-claw hands, and pinching the wood is like pinching tofu.

The second thing is his walking posture. Mai Laoguang always walks with his feet on the ground. When he lands, only the soles of his feet touch the ground. The sound is very soft. It is only because of him taking the initiative to expose it, otherwise he will definitely land silently.

People who are used to walking like this must be masters of Qinggong, and most likely they are snitches.

Jin Bingyun couldn't help but snorted: "You really always get into trouble wherever you go. You caught someone selling barbecued meat."

Before analyzing Mai Laoguang, Shen Lian had already popped up the soundproof air mask to prevent anyone from eavesdropping. Naturally, he spoke more freely and directly revealed his identity.

"He didn't quit the world and just sell barbecued meats. This guy is old-hearted and his favorite thing in life is money. He is said to leave no chicken or dog behind."

"Is he very murderous? Snitches usually steal property, so how can they kill at will?"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong. He rarely kills people. If there is no special need, he never kills people. He doesn't leave chickens and dogs when he commits crimes because the chickens and dogs can be sold for money."

Jin Bingyun was shocked.

She grew up in Cihang Jingzhai, and then was sent to the Magician's Palace to be taught by Pang Ban. Although she had read some information during this period, she did not understand the world.

Most of the Jianghu that Jin Bingyun knew was explained during Pang Ban's lectures. As Pang Ban, how could he pay attention to a thief who slipped through the door and picked the lock?

The snitch information that can be placed on Pang Ban's desk is that people like Chu Liuxiang, Fan Liangji, and Bai Zhantang must have at least one skill. Mai Laoguang is not qualified.

Seeing Jin Bingyun's surprised expression, Shen Lianxin said that she was worthy of being the Jingzhai Fairy, with all her beautiful expressions.

"Do you think he just steals everything? This guy loves money as much as his life. He was once arrested by the court, tortured and interrogated about the stolen goods. He was tortured for a month without speaking.

People in the world said that this guy was desperate for money. They could take his life, but not his money.

Do you want to ask, why did you steal so much money? Is it a day of debauchery?

of course not.

This guy is not a drunkard or a womanizer, and he has no interest in gambling at all. He never goes to the gold-selling cave. He just likes money, and he simply likes gold, silver, and jewelry.

In a way, this is also a special obsession. For example, people who practice martial arts have a perseverance in seeking the truth. The same is true for Mai Laoguang. "

"Is he the reincarnation of Pixiu?"

Jin Bingyun has heard the legend about the nine sons born from the dragon. Among them, Pixiu is very greedy for money. Pixiu has no penis and can only get money in and out. It is an auspicious beast that attracts wealth.

The beast with the knocker on the door of the treasure house is the Pixiu that attracts wealth, and this is the case in the treasure house of the Magician's Palace.

Shen Lian curled his lips: "Of course not. His real name is very nice, Feng Qiwu. It's a pity that for such a good name, he turns out to be a miser."

While talking, the two of them finished eating the roast pork.

Of course Mai Laoguang recognized Shen Lian and Jin Bingyun. If not, he would have run away long ago.

If Shen Lian came here alone, he would suspect that Shen Lian was here to arrest someone and brought Fairy Jingzhai with him. It must be that Shen Lian was guilty of lust and was pursuing a stunning beauty.

During the meal, Shen Lian told a joke, which made Jin Bingyun tremble. It also deepened Mai Laoguang's judgment on this, and he decided to close the stall after three or four days.

Otherwise, if Shen Lian comes to eat barbecued pork tomorrow and finds that the shop is closed, Shen Lian will definitely doubt him.

Mai Laoguang drank a pot of wine and took out a rare complete roast duck to taste the plump duck meat.

He usually eats leftovers, but today he wanted to eat duck meat on a whim. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to eat meat so much that he ate the whole duck in one sitting.

After eating the duck, I wanted to eat a roast goose.

Mai Laoguang got up and went to the kitchen, only to find Shen Lian sitting at the small dining table in the kitchen, sharing roast goose with Jin Bingyun. There were three or four pockets of treasure piled up around them, which Mai Laoguang had collected for many years.

wrong!

He is no longer Mai Laoguang, who sells barbecued meats. He is Feng Qiwu, a gangster who loves money as much as his life.

The moment he saw Shen Lian, Feng Qiwu subconsciously wanted to leave, but when he saw those big bags, Feng Qiwu stopped and figured out how to leave with the money.

Shen Lian laughed and said: "Bingyun, you lost. I said he would not turn around and run away, but looked at the money bag. You didn't believe it. Now you know how powerful it is. I have handled so many cases. Who is this?" never seen it?"

Shen Lian waved his chopsticks and signaled Feng Qiwu to sit down and drink two glasses of wine until he was full before taking action, lest Shen Lian could not hold back and turn him into a starving ghost.

Feng Qiwu said coldly: "Shen Captou really has a good eye. I thought that my disguise was flawless, but I didn't expect that you would still find me. It's fate."

Shen Lian said: "Tell me, when did you join the Thirteen Murderers? Last year or the year before?"

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu was suddenly shocked.

He joined the Thirteen Murderers last year and was not familiar with anyone else. If King Zuo Wu hadn't summoned his subordinates, no one would have known Feng Qiwu. How did Shen Lian know?

What kind of brain does this guy have?

"Are you asking, how did I know you joined the Thirteen Thieves? Of course it was just a wild guess.

I thought it was a bit strange that you appeared in Chang'an, so I deceived you casually. You guy, your concentration is really poor, and you were deceived by my words.

You'd better tell me honestly, otherwise I will seal your acupuncture points and let you watch helplessly as I throw these jewels into the river. I will throw them slowly one by one. First, this pair of jasper bracelets, Then there is the gold ingot, and this white jade..."

Shen Lian took out a few treasures from his pocket and dangled them in front of Feng Qiwu's eyes. Feng Qiwu's eyes followed the gold ingots and he couldn't contain his attention at all.

Of course Feng Qiwu knew that Shen Lian would not be able to return the treasure to him. Instead, he would be sent to the Ministry of Punishment, and he would also be imprisoned. After this autumn, he would be executed.

From the moment Shen Lian appeared in the kitchen, the money no longer belonged to him, but he just couldn't reconcile it.

Feng Qiwu's level of greed for money is comparable to that of Huo Xiu and Tang Tathagata, or even better, because he is neither a rich man nor a powerful person.

He only has one barbecue shop, and the stolen gold and silver is everything to him, his lifeblood.

So what if you don’t confess?

Did he run away?

How could he escape Shen Lian's pursuit?

Do you want Shen Lian to play a cat-and-mouse game?

How could Feng Qiwu have the courage to resist?

To Jin Bingyun, Shen Lian exuded a warm and genial energy, while to Feng Qiwu, he felt as if he was being stared at by a tiger and might be devoured at any time.

Shen Lian's gaze seemed to be capable of killing people, and his energy was as serious as a mountain. Feng Qiwu resisted with all his strength, but he still couldn't move at all, and his waist was almost broken.

Feng Qiwu only felt that he had seen the gods and Buddhas, and had no intention of resisting at all. He just wanted to fight for some conditions.

"Captain Shen, I only have one request. Leave two or three pieces for me and let me hold the treasure until death. As long as you agree to this condition, I will confess everything!"

"Okay, I'll give you the white jade."

Shen Lian threw the jade to Feng Qiwu, who hurriedly put the jade into his arms: "There are still four of the thirteen murderers left. Their identities are..."

Feng Qiwu told him a piece of information, and Shen Lian threw him a treasure. Not long after, Feng Qiwu completely sold King Zuo Wu, holding the gold and silver jewelry and giggling.

Shen Lian thoughtfully gave him a small bag, asked him to pack the treasure, and then sent him to prison.

It wasn't until after dealing with Feng Qiwu that Jin Bingyun asked the doubts in his heart: "Although a person like Feng Qiwu has no loyalty, it is not strange to betray King Zuo Wu, but why doesn't he want to survive?"

"Because he can't run away."

"You should at least try."

"When I interrogated him just now, Feng Qiwu tried at least seventeen times, and failed every time.

Why do you think he wanted the treasure?

Is it just greed for money?

He wants to use the treasure to make lock picking tools.

For a snitch, the two most important things are Qinggong and lock-picking. Given any tool, even a hard bamboo strip, the shackles can be opened.

When I locked him in, I used a Yang finger to seal his Dantian, and used a magnetic needle to seal his meridians.

He would definitely find a way, such as using the treasures around him to bribe officials, and King Zuo Wu would definitely make some arrangements for this. He is the best bait. "

Shen Lian was actually looking forward to King Zuo Wu rescuing people or sending people to kill people and silence them.

Feng Qiwu has a Achilles' heel, that is, the smell of roasted pork is always lingering around his body. If the killer touches him, his body will be stained with the smell, which can be tracked by the big yellow dog, tracking the person who has both the smell of roasted pork and the stench of prison.

Jin Bingyun said: "What are you doing now? It's already so late. Let's go back and rest."

"Have you ever handled a case? Have you ever caught a thief?"

"No."

"I will take you to handle the case and catch the thief. We will attack all night long and catch all the thirteen murderers."

"Where is King Zuo Wu?"

"With the thirteen murderers gone, King Zuo Wu will definitely have other trump cards. At that time, His Highness the Crown Prince will arrive in Chang'an and let the Crown Prince handle it!"

Following Feng Qiwu's confession, Shen Lian quickly went to a mansion in the south of the city, with Jin Bingyun following closely behind.

Of course, Jin Bingyun had never caught a thief. Shen Lian aroused her emotions and wanted to see how to catch a thief.

Shen Lian sighed secretly in his heart.

Demonic gates can be cultivated into demonic species.

Cihang Jingzhai can cultivate into a fairy fetus.

The interaction between fairy embryos and demons can produce the attraction of yin and yang and promote each other. So is there a force that can also have an impact?

Of course!

The great method of cultivating demons in the heart of the Tao.

Since there is a demon species, of course there is a Taoist mind.

Taoist heart refers not only to Taoist mystical skills, but also to the heart of seeking Tao, which is an unswerving mind.

Theoretically speaking, if Feng Qiwu could transform his greed for money into martial arts, he could also develop a persevering Taoist heart, but it's a pity that he doesn't have this talent.

Shen Lian happened to have this kind of power.

Consistent magic.

The name comes from "The Analects of Confucius·Liren": Canhu! My way is consistent!

At the same time, it is the most refined and pure internal energy.

There is also strength and determination similar to magic skills.

At the same time, he practiced the Taoist Gangqi and the Buddhist body-protecting magical skills, and the power was blended into one to refine the purest, purest and most harmonious Taoist heart.

From the moment Jin Bingyun met Shen Lian, the immortal fetus was assimilated by the Taoist heart in a subtle way. This was not a sudden change that ignited gunpowder, but a sponge soaked in water, allowing the sponge to actively absorb it and be affected unknowingly.

Shen Lian's voice was like a devil's whisper, constantly speaking all kinds of deviant and highly seductive words in her ears, infecting her transparent sword heart.

By the time Jin Bingyun realized it, his heart had been penetrated by Shen Lian and he could not maintain his original mood.

——Forget it, let’s break the jar! (End of chapter)