Dragon Pattern Roll Set

Zhan Zhao and the others followed Mr. Bao to the Longtu Pavilion in a hurry, and saw that the Imperial City Army was already at the gate to maintain order.

Longtu Pavilion and Taixue are right next door, students of Taixue always come here to read books, Mr. Huang is also the teacher of Taixue, so the news spread quickly.

A lot of Taixue students gathered around to watch.

When Zhan Zhao arrived at the door, he saw Ouyang Chunhua standing on tiptoe looking into Longtu Pavilion.

Zhan Zhao went over and patted him on the shoulder.

When Chunhua saw Zhan Zhao, he hurriedly asked, "Master Huang is really dead?"

Zhan Zhao nodded and signaled Chao Mahan and the others to go in first.

Bai Yutang also came over. He probably knew that Zhan Zhao wanted to ask Chunhua if he knew any clues. The students of the Taixue School were very well informed, and Chunhua had a lively personality to inquire.

"How is Master Huang usually?" Zhan Zhao asked Chunhua, "Do you have any enemies?"

Chunhua scratched his head, "Master Huang is usually a little bit fierce, a little strict, and a bit old-fashioned, but it's not like someone will kill him, right? Could it be because I can't think about it?"

Zhan Zhao was slightly taken aback, looking at Chunhua.

Bai Yutang was also a little puzzled, "I seem to have seen this Mr. Huang, isn't he in his [-]s or [-]s?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, as confused as Bai Yutang, "Can't think of committing suicide? It's rare at this age."

Chunhua looked at the two, then patted his head, "Oh! You two don't know!"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at him together, "I don't know what?"

"Hey." Chunhua spread his hands, "Master Huang's grandson passed away a month ago."

"Grandson?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

"His name is Huang Shuye, and he is also from the imperial academy. I was planning to participate in the spring examination this year, and a great talent has come." Chunhua also felt very sorry.

"How could he die at such a young age?" Zhan Zhao was curious, "Are you sick?"

"No, it's unlucky to say, he accidentally fell down, hit his head on the corner of the table, and died just like that." Chunhua said, "It seems that he was too tired from staying up all night studying, he stood up a little quickly and then fainted ...Master Huang is just such a grandson, these days we see that he doesn't think about eating and drinking, and he has lost a lot of weight."

Bai Yutang frowned, "It's already like this, and you're still catching up on the spring test questions all night?"

"He also sighs and misses his grandson when he is free, so he might as well be busy so as not to think about sad things." Chunhua said.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, and committed suicide...then no souls would come to Kaifeng mansion to ask Mr. Bao to help catch the murderer and take revenge, right?

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang bid farewell to Chunhua and entered Longtu Pavilion.

At this time, Gongsun was already squatting next to the corpse for autopsy, and the fourth son was standing beside him carrying a small medicine box. Zhao Pu was standing behind the fourth son, frowning at the corpse on the ground.

Master Bao stood by the desk, flipping through the messy files on the desk.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang walked over.

Gongsun raised his head and said to everyone, "He fell to his death."

Everyone frowned.

Mr. Gongsun supported the head of the corpse to let everyone look at the back of the head, "He hit something hard here." He said, pointing to the corner of the table.

Everyone followed the direction of Gongsun's finger and saw a little blood on the corner of the table.

The fourth son sympathized with the old master very much, and shook his head, "Is it because I was too tired from staying up all night, so I accidentally slipped when I was walking?"

Zhan Zhao stared at the corpse for a while, then asked Bai Yutang in a low voice, "Do you think it's a coincidence?"

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao and nodded, "It's the same way of death as his grandson."

"What kind of death is the same?" Gongsun asked with sharp ears.

Master Bao at the side roughly described the accidental death of Master Huang's grandson, "I only heard about it yesterday."

"It's so pitiful." The fourth son felt that the grandpa and grandson were too unfortunate. Xiao Liangzi crossed his arms and asked with his face up, "Don't you think it's strange?"

Everyone looked at him.

Xiao Liang turned around the table, "The back of the head hit the corner of the table, so you have to fall with your back to the table! You can't stand too close to the table, it's really difficult to hit it! What's more, the two It even bumped into a place." In fact, what Xiao Liangzi said made a lot of sense.Gongsun obviously also had doubts, "Master Huang fell in the wrong direction. There is no reason to lie flat like this when he knocked his head. Should people be soft? It is more reasonable to lie crookedly, but the state of this corpse feels like a stick fell down." After falling down and knocked down, he rolled to the side." While speaking, Gongsun pointed to the ground, "And there is very little blood on the ground."

Everyone nodded—it was indeed unnatural.

Ziying handed a stack of papers to Master Bao, "My lord, it's all here."

Mr. Bao took it over, flipped through the paper, and seemed a little puzzled.These files were scattered in the room just now, Mr. Bao asked the shadow guards to help them pick them up.

"What's the matter, my lord?" Zhan Zhao asked Bao Zheng.

Master Bao frowned and said, "It's all test papers."

Gongsun was curious, "Hasn't the questions for the spring test not yet been decided?"

Lord Bao nodded, "That's right, this is the first draft, and I planned to show it to the emperor after it was finalized this afternoon... Logically speaking, there are only three handwritten drafts."

"But here are dozens of pictures." Zhan Zhao said.

"They are all written by different people." Bai Yutang flipped through them.

Gongsun picked out three papers with the same handwriting from the messy papers, and showed Master Bao.

"These three are the first drafts we used in our previous discussions." Master Bao frowned, "I have never seen the others, and the handwriting is also scribbled. I don't know who it is."

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhan Zhao lowered his voice and asked, "My lord, could it be that someone secretly copied it and prepared to sell it?"

Zhao Pu frowned, "Did you vent the question?"

Master Bao looked solemn, "According to the quantity, it may have been written by hand in a hurry after getting the topic. Many people wrote it together. Is this going to be sold?"

"The spring exam is just around the corner... this spring exam is so important, and those with excellent grades can directly participate in the palace exam, which is definitely a great opportunity." Zhao Pu frowned, "Could it be that someone leaked the question and was discovered by Mr. Huang... Then it brought about the disaster of killing people?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhan Zhao asked Master Bao, "Apart from Master and Master Huang, how many other people can get the title?"

"It's just a few people in total." Mr. Bao listed the old masters who discussed the topic together...

Everyone thinks it's impossible. These few old antiques are the only ones who come up with questions every time in the exam. Whether they are officials or not, they are all famous writers and old bachelors, and bookworms who treat money like dung. No one can do it. Will vent the problem to sell money.

"Tips and feet done by outsiders?" Zhao Pu asked.

Mr. Bao couldn't figure it out.

Zhan Zhao checked the doors and windows, "There are no traces of anyone breaking through the doors and windows."

Everyone was frowning, when the fourth son suddenly reached out and tugged Zhao Pu's clothes, pointing to the ground near the table legs, "Look, Jiujiu."

Zhao Pu lowered his head, squinted his eyes... there was nothing beside the table, and looked at the fourth son with some puzzlement.

"Look." The fourth son continued to point to the ground.

Zhan Zhao leaned over and squatted down...and immediately understood.

They were all much taller than Xiaosizi, so they didn't see it... It turned out that a thin, silver, almost transparent silk thread fell from the side of the table leg.Adults can't see it at all when they stand, but when they squat down, they can barely see clearly from the position of the fourth child.

Zhan Zhao picked up the thin silk thread and put it on the table.

"It's another thin thread like spider silk..." Bai Yutang felt speechless. Could Master Huang's death also have something to do with that pretentious "spider spirit"?

"What's wrong with this person?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled, "Sometimes he appeared in the imperial palace, sometimes he was in Kaifeng Mansion, and sometimes he came to Longtu Pavilion..."

Everything is full of doubts. Everyone is always concerned about the "ghost" of Master Huang who appeared in Kaifeng Mansion this morning. What is going on?

Just at this moment, Doro ran in from outside, and gestured to Zhao Pu at the door, signaling—here we are!

Zhao Pu jumped up, "It's so soon?"

Everyone knew that Zhao Pu's Dadan had probably entered Kaifeng City.

Lord Bao said to Zhao Pu, "My lord... just leave this place to the government."

Zhao Pu nodded, and stretched out his arms to hug the fourth son, "Sir, do you want to pick up Dadan?"

"Okay!" Little Four nodded.

Xiao Liangzi also ran out, "Lin Turkey is here!"

Zhao Pu looked at Gongsun with his fourth son in his arms.

Gongsun signaled that he still has to deal with the case here, and he did not forget to tell Zhao Pu to be careful with him and the fourth son.

Zhao Pu nodded, and ran out with the fourth son in his arms. The shadow guards were divided into two halves, one half went with Zhao Pu, and the other half was left for Gongsun to help.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang were on the side, looking at Zhao Pu and Gongsun... It felt, it seemed... a little, different?

The body of Mrs. Huang was transported back to the Kaifeng mansion. At this time, the streets of Kaifeng were very lively, and the brigade had already reached the outside of the city. The mighty welcome team and spectators surrounded the street.

In sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle outside, the atmosphere in the office room of Kaifeng Mansion was gloomy and dignified.

Gongsun stood next to the corpse, and in front of him was Master Huang's corpse.

Outside, the shadow guards brought in another corpse.

As the corpse was brought in, everyone frowned, and the smell of rotting corpses was disgusting.This is the body of Master Huang's grandson, Huang Shuye, who had just been buried for a month. Gongsun had just asked the shadow guards to dig it up.

The shadow guards were also a little confused - Gongsun seemed to have been telling them to dig up the corpses!

Gongsun covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief soaked in medicine, and lifted the white cloth covering Huang Shuye's body.

Zhan Zhao glanced at it and frowned. Huang Shuye's body was rotten badly. It was unbearable to see Huang Shuye's death just like that.

And the most difficult thing right now was Bai Yutang at the door.

Fifth Master has always refused to enter the room, and this time is no exception. What's more interesting is that Yaoyao also came, standing beside Bai Yutang curiously, looking inside.It probably doesn't like the smell of dead people either, the disgusted expression on its face is quite similar to that of Bai Yutang.

"Do me a favor." Gongsun patted Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao asked, "What help?"

Gongsun asked, "Can you cut off the head of the corpse?"

As he spoke, Gongsun made a gesture, signaling to cut horizontally from the middle of the forehead.

The corner of Zhan Zhao's mouth twitched, and he hid Ju Que behind his back.

Gongsun had no choice but to give Zhan Zhao the knife he used for the autopsy.

Zhan Zhao glanced at it, took the knife, and looked at Gongsun, obviously struggling in his heart.

Gongsun squinted his eyes at Zhan Zhao, expressing strong demands, requests and pleadings!

The two looked at each other for a while, Zhan Zhao finally compromised, turned the knife around in his hand, then raised the knife and dropped it...

Bai Yutang frowned at the door, and subconsciously pressed his own stomach. Raising cats is a waste of food, but cats can make a fuss, so he can save a few meals.

Zhan Zhao put down the knife, and Gongsun took off half of Master Huang's severed head.

Bai Yutang felt that the visual impact was a bit serious, so he looked up at the sky.

On the side, Yaoyao opened his eyes wide and leaned his big head on Bai Yutang's shoulder, as if he was also shocked.

"How could this be?"

At this time, Zhan Zhao's voice came out.

Bai Yutang looked into the room, and saw Zhan Zhao looking at the half head in Gongsun's hand with a confused look on his face.

"What's the matter?" Although Bai Yutang didn't want to go in and look, he was still curious.

"The brain of the corpse is weird, it feels like frozen tofu." Zhan Zhao said.

Bai Yutang instantly felt that he would never be able to look directly at something like frozen tofu.

Yaoyao tilted her head, luckily it doesn't know what frozen tofu is.

"The head was frozen." Gongsun said, "I said why the corpse is lying in this position, and the injured place is so strange. He didn't fall naturally at all, but fell after being frozen ...by the time we found him, it had already been thawed."

"Freeze..." Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang, "Is it Tianzun's kung fu again?"

At the door, Bai Yutang stood frowning, and finally walked in, took a look at the condition of the corpse, then shook his head, "It's not my master's work..."

Both Zhan Zhao and Gongsun heaved a sigh of relief.

"The one that turned into ice crystals before is my master's kung fu, that's right, this one is different." Bai Yutang frowned deeply, "But I also know who can do this."

"Who?" Zhan Zhao and Gongsun were curious.

Bai Yutang looked at the two of them, "My grandfather."

Zhan Zhao was surprised, "But your grandfather is in Yingxue Palace right now?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "Bai Fu said yesterday that my grandfather went to Xingkong Island a few days ago, and he should still be with my elder brother and the others right now."

"Zhikong Island is so far away from here." Gongsun said, "Besides, Island Master Lu wouldn't kill this Master Huang, would he?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "This person's skill is not as high as my grandfather's! If my grandfather did this, there would be no traces left in his mind, and he would be completely silent."

Zhan Zhao was curious, "Can your mother do it too?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "My mother needs water to do it! But grandpa doesn't need it. Although both grandpa and my master have extremely cold internal forces, they are fundamentally different. My master's internal force itself is cold and can be destroyed by freezing." Everything. But my grandfather’s body is cold, which leads to internal cold. What he freezes is actually the water vapor around him. There is a lot of water in the human body, so it freezes. To be honest, the principle is similar to that of frozen tofu. Master freezes things that turn into powder when touched, without water. But grandpa can freeze people or things according to different needs..."

Bai Yutang explained in detail the difference between Tianzun and Lu Tianhan's internal strength, "Generally speaking, Master's internal and external strength are better than Grandpa's, but Grandpa's ability to control ice and snow is better than Master's, which is his innate talent. "

Both Zhan Zhao and Gongsun touched their chins and opened their mouths, listening carefully. It turns out that there is still such a big difference between the extreme cold qi of Tianzun and Lu Tianhan.

"So..." Zhan Zhao shook the "spider thread" he found from Longtu Pavilion, and asked, "If the same person did it, wouldn't this spider spirit know both my grandfather's kung fu and yours?" Master's kung fu, but also your grandfather's kung fu?"

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao, thought for a while, and said, "Judging from his ability to control spider silk, and the fact that he passed Xiaoliangzi silently... Maybe he also has Windless Palm and Ghost Shadow Skill. "

Zhan Zhao frowned, "Wufeng Palm is the unique skill of Master Wusha... Isn't Ghost Shadow Kung Fu already lost? It's the Kung Fu of Ghost Shadow King who was in the same era as Grandpa and the others. Ghost Shadow King died five or sixty years ago. right?"

Bai Yutang nodded.

Gongsun didn't know martial arts, but after listening to Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang's discussion, he couldn't help interjecting and asked, "Then what should martial arts be like? And... where did you learn so many unique skills from different schools?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other silently... Although they didn't say anything, they felt strange in their hearts.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang knew that they belonged to the unique type, and they were extremely talented!Not just anyone can learn the martial arts of masters like Tianzun, Yinhou, and Wusha.In the same way, these martial arts supreme beings are themselves the proud sons of heaven.

The martial arts that a person can learn and the internal strength they can endure are limited. Tianzun and Yinhou are already the recognized limits. No matter how talented Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang are, they can only master their own kung fu.To put it simply, one person cannot bear the martial arts of both Tianzun and Yinhou at the same time, and it is even more impossible to add top masters such as Master Wusha!So... what is the origin of that spider spirit who has mastered almost every school's unique knowledge?