How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

The most lovely thing in winter is probably the sunshine. The sky will be very blue and transparent. If it snowed the day before, the snow will float down from the heights when the wind blows, as if it has snowed again.When the sun is shining, people's mood will be inexplicably better.

But this is the majority of cases. If you really encounter the unlucky thing of wrestling on the flat ground, it is not a good weather to make people happy.What's more, what was facing was a pool of frozen blood, and a pile of mysterious filth of suspicious color next to it.Jian Qianshan frowned and observed the bloodstains in the alley. The murderer's hands were disorderly, the bloodstains were very messy, and there was no way of martial arts.Feng Heming was inquiring in the inn next to him. After all, the amount of information provided by the waiter had an indescribable relationship with money.At this time, Feng Heming returned to the small alley outside the inn, looking at the big pool of blood in the dead end from a distance and frowned.Jian Qianshan asked Xingheying:

"Aying, what did you see?"

Xingheying didn't really look at the bloodstains, but mainly looked at the pile of vomit on the old Wang's head next to the bloodstains.Jian Qianshan suddenly felt a sense of respect for his second-rate junior brother, staring at this pile of things for so long without feeling disgusting.Xingheying turned around slowly and walked to Jian Qianshan's side:

"It must have been Lao Wang who made the shift last night. He drank again. He ate five-spice dried beans with the wine from Sister Liu's house in the east of the town, and then bought pork and green onion buns from Zhang's old shop. He vomited here. The vomit was pretty clean."

"..." Well, today I won't eat dried tofu or buns.I lost my appetite.

Feng Heming slightly frowned: "So, what are you going to say?"

Xingheying raised his brows, and put his hand on Jian Qianshan's shoulder again: "It's nothing, I just care about the life of old Uncle Wang. Thinking about him being on the clock until midnight, and the food he vomited out is still so whole, it should be It’s because the stomach is not very good. Or it’s just supper, and supper is sold at night in winter, it’s true love.”

There is something in the words but I don't know what to say.Junior and younger brothers make sticks every day.Feng Heming looked at Jian Qianshan: "Elder brother, I asked the store owner just now, the deceased was a resident of his store, and he seemed to be a businessman from another place, but the property in his hand is still there, and it has been sealed up by the government as evidence , it shouldn’t be for money. As for the person with purple eyes and red eyelashes that Lao Wang mentioned, he is still in the store, but... things are a bit complicated.”

complex?Jian Qianshan was puzzled, while Xingheying leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky, squinting slightly at the floating clouds.Feng Heming turned his eyes from Xingheying:

"He said that it wasn't him who killed him, but his brother. But no one has seen if he really has a brother. The government wanted to arrest him, but he was beaten. I guess that's why Magistrate Zou came to us."

Jian Qianshan didn't know how many times he sighed today: "Being a thug again?"

Think about the Lingxu Sword Gate, one does not evade taxes and the other does not fight or fight. Although occupying mountains and cultivating Taoism, it never bullies monks. They didn't even pay for fighting?

"...Not this time." Feng Heming seemed to be very difficult to understand, and he wanted to choose his words carefully, looking at Xinghe Ying who suddenly became alert behind Jian Qianshan, "It's that person. Junior brother can prove that he really has a twin brother."

Jian Qianshan turned around, but saw that there was no one behind him.As soon as he looked up, he saw that Xingheying was already squatting on the roof of the third floor of the inn, looking as if he was about to run away immediately.Although I don't know what happened to this kid, but if he wants to run, it must be something bad. Jian Qianshan and Feng Heming have also rushed up.Xingheying just wanted to run, but perhaps because it was too cold last night, the eaves were covered with frost and it was too slippery, Xingheying's feet were in a mess and almost rolled out of the room, Jian Qianshan took a chance and caught him by the collar :

"Why are you running? You owe him money?"

"I do not……"

"Your second senior brother has money, so ask him to pay back the money you owe."

Feng Heming: "???" Is there some serious misunderstanding?Brother, why do you think I can pay back the money for this kid?

Xingheying simply sat on the roof: "Brother, I don't owe him any money... I just don't want to see him!"

I don't owe money, I don't want to see him, plus Xingheying's flirtatious character... Jian Qianshan's eyes suddenly went wrong, and Xingheying immediately jumped up and ran away when he met this look, but it's a pity that he couldn't compare with his senior brother's quick eyes and hands. He reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his back shirt like a chick and pulled him back——

"What are you running for? Speak, speak slowly."

It's over, brother is going to be angry.Feng Heming took a step back silently, so as not to hurt Chi Yu.At this moment, Jian Qianshan was only holding his sword in his arms, and he didn't seem to feel cold or cold in the bleak north wind. His snow-white Taoist robes were fluttering. What the unlucky man saw before he died was even scarier.Anyway, it's a death, is there a choice between death rather than surrender or humiliation and confession? !

Xingheying: "I recruit..."

Of course it is more important to be alive!Is there any doubt about Xingheying's choice?Feng Heming touched his forehead and sighed, knowing that this kid was a coward.

"A Ying, are you up there?"

Before Xingheying could speak, there was a sudden sound from under his feet.Of course it wasn't the land father-in-law's apparition, the inn room was under their feet.There was a sound of wind, and suddenly a figure turned out from the guest room window, Jian Qianshan subconsciously took a step back, and there was already a man in black standing beside Xingheying.

A face was as white as the first snow, even bloodless.Therefore, the pair of purple eyes looked like high-quality glass, but with a three-point coquettish and strange color.The bright red eyelashes seem to be dyed with rouge, which is particularly captivating with this face.He is indeed a handsome man, wearing a tough black suit with bright red seams at the edges. Apart from black and red, there is no other color in the clothes. Even the boots and shoes are black, like a crow has become a master.

Seeing him, Xingheying opened his mouth slightly, as if a little surprised.The man just laughed: "Aying, I haven't seen you in three to five years, so you're not close to me?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Xingheying immediately waved his hand in denial, "Which one are you?!"

ha?Long time no see and don't even know anyone?Jian Qianshan said to you not to act so badly, when the man whistled.There was a gust of wind, and a large shadow suddenly appeared above his head.The man raised his hand, and the crow landed on his arm.

The crow was bred to be shiny, and its feathers were black and shiny.However, there are still two red marks on the wings, which seem to be injured at first glance.

It is true that at first glance, but on closer inspection, the red marks are actually grown from the crow's feathers.

The crows in the world are generally black, and there are some that can grow red hair?

On the other hand, Xingheying saw the crow, blinked, and said, "It's the long day... Where is the long night?"

It turns out that his phrase "Who are you" means this.Jian Qianshan suddenly felt a little bit of unhappiness, but it was only a fleeting feeling, and then he heard the man named Chang Zhou laugh:

"He... dumped the blame on me and ran away."