[Four famous arrests] Dao Wushu

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Both Xiao Changkong and Jiang's have not been buried yet, and their bodies are still placed in the mourning hall. Due to the cold weather, they are still very well preserved.

Zhuiming and Xiyin each put a stick of incense on the deceased, and then stepped forward a few steps to the coffin, carefully inspecting the corpse.

Both of them died from a sword that pierced their hearts. Other than that, there were no wounds on their bodies, and there was no sign of poisoning. It was obvious that the murderer stabbed his chest with a sword and then killed them with one stroke—Zui Ming unconsciously Rubbing the gourd at his waist, he frowned slightly.

Xiao Changkong's martial arts are quite good, even if he was caught off guard in his sleep, it would be very difficult to kill him with one move, but... Zhui Ming slightly turned his head and looked at the little girl beside him calmly A glance——she didn't shy away from anything when she practiced sword in the morning. Although he didn't intend to spy on her martial arts, he always saw some of them inevitably. The little girl's sword skills are much better than he expected, although Knowing that the murderer is not her, but if it is a matter of fact, with her martial arts, it is really not impossible.

Xiyin seemed to have sensed the life-seeking gaze, raised her head to meet his gaze, then calmly looked away, lowered her eyes to look at the two corpses, she didn't know what she was thinking of, her expression was like I'm a little dazed.

Zhuiming glanced at her, shook his head, continued to examine the corpse, and suddenly stopped - the sword wound was indeed a fatal wound, but the wound was too smooth, as if... the dead did not struggle at all?

It's fine that Jiang Shi is a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, but Xiao Changkong is also considered a master - a sword piercing into the heart is indeed fatal, but it does not kill him instantly at the same moment, how could Xiao Changkong not To struggle and resist?

Drugged, or... confuse?Zhuiming rubbed his chin, as if he suddenly thought of something, reached out and patted Xiyin's shoulder:

"Go, go to the room where Xiao Changkong died."

Xi Yin didn't make a sound, just nodded silently, and followed Zhui Ming quietly.

Xiao Changkong was in Jiang's room when he died.Jiang's family is a concubine, so naturally it is impossible to live in the main courtyard, but she lives in the courtyard closest to Xiao Changkong's study - which shows how much Xiao Changkong loves her.

"Xiao Ping!" The two just walked to the door of Jiang's room when they saw Xiao Ping walking towards him, they immediately called to stop him, and beckoned him to come over.

"Third Master," the handsome young man was slightly stunned, and immediately put on a slightly flattering smile after seeing the person coming, and trotted all the way over, "Third Master, why are you here?"

"Come and have a look," Zhuiming glanced at him, smiled, and casually asked as he walked into the room, "Why are you here instead of the mourning hall?"

Xiao Ping was very clever, and he always followed Xiao Changkong directly to handle affairs. Now that Xiao Changkong has gone, he should also stay in the mourning hall to take care of the funeral.

Xiao Ping smiled, and his eyes accidentally bumped into Xiyin on the other side—her face was still expressionless, and for some reason, the breath around her seemed to be much colder than usual.Xiao Ping flinched slightly in fear, and quickly explained:

"It's the wife who asked the younger one to help clean up the master's things - the eldest master is not at home, and the younger master is still very young, so many business decisions have to be made by the madam!"

Zhuiming nodded with an "oh", and then asked, "Did your master eat anything before he died?"

"Eat?" Xiao Ping scratched his head in a daze, but quickly recalled, "That night, my wife cooked ginseng soup to apologize to the master, and the master fell asleep after drinking the ginseng soup. I didn't eat anything. !"

Zhui Ming's eyes suddenly changed: "Apologize? Did they quarrel before?"

Xiao Ping was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly turned his head to look around, seeing that there was no one around, so he lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Third Master, you ask, I don't dare to tell lies—the past few years, Master I neglected Madam, Madam was very angry and often quarreled! That day, the one in the side yard accidentally broke Madam’s potted plant, Madam wanted to punish her, but Master refused to let her go, Madam got very angry at Master !"

Zhui Ming shook the wine gourd in his hand, looked at Xiao Ping thoughtfully, nodded his head to indicate that he had finished asking questions, and he could leave on his own, then he didn't say anything more, just carefully checked looking at the room.

……

There were no clues or abnormalities in Jiang's room. Zhuiming took Xiyin to search around the room carefully, but found nothing, and went back to the room again.

Xiyin was still as quiet as usual, and went back to her room to do evening class, then ate dinner in silence, returned to her room to meditate again, and finally fell asleep early.

Knowing Xiyin and living in the same room with her for only two nights, Zhui Ming found that he could not sleep well on a single day. On the first day, he was woken up early in the morning, and on the second night, he was... After waking up, Zhui Ming sat up abruptly, turned his head and looked at his bedside, his face lacked the expression of usual laughter, and his eyes were extremely sharp——

The night was dark when Zhui Ming fell asleep, and the lights had already been turned off when Zhui Ming fell asleep. Now in this room, only the moonlight shining in from the window can make out the outlines of things——Zui Ming immediately saw him when he turned his head. A pair of calm and clear eyes became more and more clear under the faint moonlight.

"I'm sorry," Xiyin was stunned, blinked slightly, and finally showed some apology on her calm face, "I woke you up."

Zhui Ming calmly relaxed, and finally there was some smile in his eyes again, he shook his head and waved his hands to show that he didn't care about it.

Xiyin nodded, and stopped talking, turned her head and continued to walk out, then opened the door and walked out.

If you want to leave the room, you must pass the bed where Zhui Ming slept, and it is absolutely impossible not to disturb him—this is why the Xiao Mansion arranged this room for the two of them.

The window in the room was not closed. After Xiyin closed the door and went out, the petite figure in the blue and white Taoist robe appeared outside the window soon, and what he remembered together was the soft "clank" when the long sword was unsheathed , and... the sound of piercing through the air brought out by each move.

Didn't sleep in the middle of the night, but came out to practice swords instead?

Zhuiming frowned—speaking of it, although the little girl was always quiet as always, Zhuiming could clearly feel that Xiyin had been in a bad mood since seeing Xiao Changkong's corpse today .Her temperament was originally cold, but now the coldness and alienation in her body became more and more serious.But she said earlier that she didn't know Xiao Changkong, so... what happened?

Zhuiming stretched out his hands and rubbed his head, then glanced out of the window, finally sighed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put the clothes on himself, and found his wine gourd, it doesn't matter Drinking wine slowly - after a long time, the noise in the yard finally gradually stopped, and then Zhui Ming threw the wine gourd casually, opened the door and walked out.

Xiyin has just practiced a set of "Heavenly Sword Poses" completely, and she is sheathing her sword at the moment—probably because of the activity just now, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead and the tip of her nose. The beads reflected the faint light under the moonlight, making her face more delicate and beautiful.But the little girl was still expressionless, she just returned the sword into the sheath solemnly and solemnly, then lowered her head, staring at the sword in her hand in a daze.

"Come out to practice swords in the middle of the night, so you don't stop like this," Zhuiming leaned against the door, looking at her with a smile, "What's the matter?"

The little girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned her head to look at him without saying a word. Zhui Ming didn't seem to care about it at all, and still looked at her with a smile.After a long time, Xi Yin hugged her sword tightly and asked softly, "Why... are you always so happy?"

Her voice was the same as her gaze at this moment, with a bit of bewilderment and doubt.

Zhuiming smiled, and just sat down on the ground at the door, waving at her to signal her to come over, and casually said: "Aren't you happy, life always goes like this, so why not be happy? What's more—— Drinking, what else is there to be happy about?"

As Zhui Ming said, he reached out and raised the wine gourd in his hand to her, and raised his head to take a big sip.

Xi Yin held the sword and walked slowly to his side, followed his hand and looked down at the position beside him - the door of the room had many people coming in and out, it was really not very clean.Xiyin's temperament has always been a little rigid, and although she looked at the ground without speaking, she still frowned slightly, and her movements were a little hesitant.

Zhuiming glanced at her, seeing her in a dilemma, his heart immediately became clear, his face was a little helpless, but he still laughed, took off his coat and shook it, and spread it on the ground beside him. Patted the position of the clothes: "Sit."

Xiyin nodded, sat down properly holding the sword rules, lowered her head slightly, and thanked her in a low voice.

Zhui Ming waved his hands to indicate that it doesn't matter, and then stopped asking her, drinking wine with a natural expression in his unlined clothes - he just got up, his clothes haven't been tidied, and the skirts are a bit messy, he doesn't care, that's all In the cold wind of the winter night, most of his strong and strong chest was exposed.

After a long time, Zhui Ming heard the cold and calm voice of the little girl from beside him:

"My senior brother also died a few days ago, and I haven't even seen his body."

Zhui Ming's movements paused, and he turned to look at her—the little girl was looking down at his sword steadily, her originally delicate face was hidden in the night, and she was a little unclear.

——It seems that probably after entering the mourning hall today, he thought of his senior brother.

Xiyin pursed her lips and raised her head—but her expression was very calm, without any expression, and she didn't seem to be sad at all.The little girl paused for a moment on Zhui Ming's hand, then continued to raise her head, raised her head and looked at Zhui Ming, looked at him seriously and asked:

"Will you really be happy if you have wine?"

Zhuiming leaned to one side and leaned against the door frame, sat up casually with one leg bent, tossed the gourd in his hand, then suddenly reached out and handed the gourd to Xiyin, and laughed: "Try it yourself? "

The author has something to say: Third Master, what do you want to do? !Do you mess up after drinking?I feel that Xiao Xiyin is about to be taught... sosad

The thing is like this, it’s almost Chinese New Year, so I’ve been busy recently, not counting the three-dimensional, and now I also have a custom proofreading by Crane Gui, another article is being revised and I want to submit it, and then there is another article to be updated——I After thinking about it, I decided to put aside the proofreading and revision for the time being, and while I am still at home these days, I will update the Dao Wushu daily.Then wait for the few days of the Spring Festival, you may often have to go out to eat and visit relatives, etc. It may not be convenient to code, and I can’t guarantee the daily update, but I will try my best to code, at least to ensure that the next day is updated.However, some custom-made books may not be opened until the Spring Festival is finished, I hope everyone will forgive me╭(╯3╰)╮

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