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

The deceased was a middle-aged man in his forties. His body, which had been examined by the author, was left in the mortuary. At this time, some of the white cloth that was originally covered from head to toe was lifted, revealing a pair of eyes that were dying.

The watchman Old Wang was not in the county government office, so Xingheying and Chang Zhou went to find the old Wangtou together, and Jian Qianshan and Feng Heming went to the county government office to check on the dead body.Wu Zuo also knew Jian Qianshan and his brothers. He was sitting at the door of the mortuary, drinking wine and eating chicken legs, but because Jian Qianshan came, he washed his hands with soap locust water and explained the clues:

"This man was sent by the capital, and it is appropriate for you to come, because he is

Killed with one knife, but this man's knife was backhanded. "

Jian Qianshan questioned in doubt: "Backhand?"

Wu Zuo pointed to the wound on the neck of the deceased, and gestured: "See? It's short and deep. Such a wound should be something like a short knife and dagger. Hold it in your backhand and click the knife." Wu Zuo said, gestured, " Moreover, the wound is deep on the left and shallow on the right, and the opponent used the left hand to cut the knife."

"left handed?"

"I didn't say that he is left-handed, I just said that he cuts with his left hand. Don't you know that there are people who are ambidextrous?" Wu Zuo said, sitting back to the door to bask in the sun, enjoying another mouthful of chicken legs and a sip of wine, "also said What about your third junior brother? That kid Xingheying knows how to shoot left and right, last time I played chess with him, this little bastard played chess with his right hand and stole my pieces with his left hand, that's too bad."

Well, it is indeed something he can do.Jian Qianshan laughed: "Probably counting how many candied haws you can buy with the change you have."

"Ah!" Xingheying shook his head violently and sneezed. Even so, the old Wang gave him a disgusted squint.The three of them sat in the small room of the old Wang's house, and Xingheying brought another two cents of wine to the old Wang. At this time, they sat around the table, and the old Wang drank the wine by himself without hesitation.Chang Zhou looked at the Xinghe image and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into a joke:

"Aying, does your brother miss you?"

Sneezing is a matter of thinking, swearing, and chanting, which is what they all say in their family.more?Any more is a cold and take medicine quickly.

Xingheying rubbed his nose, ignored him, and continued to ask Old Wang: "And then?"

Old Wangtou and Xingheying are also quite familiar - everyone in Yinxian Town is very familiar with the third disciple of Lingxu Jianmen, who is not doing business properly. Give the little lady of the West family a cloth tiger.If you meet an aunt in the south of the city, you will give her a basket of eggs, and if you see a little girl in the north of the city, you will catch two butterflies.

If someone else did this, they would most likely be treated as rogues and beaten to death.However, no one minds Xingheying like this.Probably because it has been like this for more than ten years, the people in the town have long been used to Xingheying, and no one really thinks that the things he gave have any meaning.He gave it away casually, and others picked it up casually, that's all, anyway, it is usually a small thing of three to five cents, and the old Wangtou was also stuffed with ghost symbols by Xingheying, so I was really looking forward to seeing this kid, looked at it Long Day, seems to be a bit vigilant:

"Isn't it really this person last night?"

Xingheying: "The two of them are brothers, I know each other."

As if he was relieved, Old Wang took a sip of wine at this time: "Last night, I saw a crow flying past, so I looked into the alley." Zhou, "It's different from the one he squats on his shoulders. The crow he carried was all black, without a single feather. I even picked up a bird feather and asked me to put it away." Lao Wang gestured After a while, "How do you raise these crows? Such a big one?"

Chang Zhou smiled, didn't speak, stretched out his index finger and nodded the crow's head.The crow thumped and landed on Xingheying's shoulder.Xingheying showed no expression, and didn't look at the crow with two red hairs at all. He moved his shoulders and said, "Roll, I'm responding to you."

So the crow let out a cry, and returned to Changtian's shoulder.Chang Zhou patted it as if to comfort it: "A Ying, didn't you like Da Mo before?"

Xingheying still ignored him, and peeled a peanut for Old Wang: "Come on, have a peanut to drink with. What did you see afterwards?"

Old Wang turned his head and spat on the ground: "Don't say it, it's unlucky! When that man came out of the alley, I was startled. I thought my old life was going to be over. When the man disappeared, I'll see you." I dared to go in, but I saw the man dead in the corner at a glance. The smell of blood! At that time, the man's hands were still stained with blood, tsk, you Jianghu people, you really beat and kill at every turn!"

"People in Jianghu don't take this blame." Xingheying rolled his eyes, "Where's the bird feather? Let me have a look."

"Okay, just wait."

After saying that, Lao Wang turned around and entered the house.Xingheying leaned his elbows on the table directly, resting his chin in one hand and peeling a peanut by himself with the other.Chang Zhou then laughed again, there was a bit of fakeness in that smile:

"Aying, are you so narrow-minded? Isn't it just a few more jokes with your senior brother, as for being angry with me to this day?"

As soon as Xingheying raised his hand, he threw the peanut into his mouth and began to chew, his eyes slanted, and he said:

"You pretend, then you pretend to be with me."

"Aying, what you said..."

"I applaud you, you continue to act." Xingheying rolled his eyes, peeled another peanut, and shouted into the room: "Old Wang! Did you find it?!"

no answer.

Xingheying was startled, and turned to look at Changri.The latter gave him an innocent face, so startled that Xingheying immediately jumped up and leaped into the room.

One step late.

Old Wang's head was nestled in the corner, his eyes were wide open, obviously lifeless.The window was wide open, and the cold wind poured in from the outside, but there was not much smell of blood.There is only one pitch-black crow feather stuck in the throat.Instead of streaks of red, this beautiful feather has red spots.

Blood of course.

Chang Zhou obviously didn't expect this situation, just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly spun when someone grabbed him by the collar and pressed him against the wall:

"What the hell are you guys doing! Are you sick? You suddenly ran out and asked me how many times I wanted you to teach me, and suddenly you wrote a letter saying that you would come to Lingxu Jianmen to look for the "Code of Longevity". What's wrong with it!"

"Aying, I—"

"Don't call me Ah Ying! Changye! Do you really think you're covering up well?!"

As if a thunder exploded from his ears, he froze in place.Xingheying's angry expression seemed to make him so fond of it at this time, maybe it was too long since he had seen him so he wanted to see him no matter what he looked like.Changye suddenly leaned forward and tried to kiss Xingheying, but there was an empty space in front of him, Xingheying had already let go of his hand and jumped three steps away.

So Chang Ye had no choice but to stay where he was, kneeling on the ground on one knee:

"Subordinate Long Ye... see the young master."