Fight wits and courage with drama masters every day

Chu Xiangzhuo is a native of Quancheng, Meizhou. In the eighth year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he attracted attention because he solved a headless case. During the four years in Quancheng, he solved nearly a hundred strange cases. He killed nearly ten people on the pretext of provoking him. After the prisoner was captured, Chu Xiang Zhuoyomo felt that he was burdened by his reputation, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then. Unexpectedly, he came to the capital without saying a word.

And it turned out to be Zhu Chunya's grandfather...

Shen Jue was very surprised, and Wang Cilai also nodded: "Chunya told me about this later, but after changing his name and surname, Chu Xiangzhuo didn't hand over these skills to them, and Xia Ming only learned it from the books at home. I got some fur, and I also used it as a scout for the Mobei Army."

The descendants of the Chu family, whose ancestors were once famous in the court and the public for smelling fragrance and knowing good fortune, are not ordinary people. Some of the descendants of Baobuqi have learned this method, but it has become a variable, and it is normal to block correspondence.

No matter how much Shen Jue thought about it, it was because of this that the letter was delivered or not?

After going out from here, I have to check this matter first. After Shen Jue finished asking, he wanted to ask, so he planned to leave: "What you said today, you can talk about it with anyone. It's just that you have seen me. Don't talk to anyone. People talk about it."

Shen Jue stepped back into the darkness, and when he was about to leave the tunnel and return to the ground, he stopped again: "If you think of something again, or if you find something wrong, or if you are threatened, you can call me, I can help you."

The secret room behind him was silent for a long time before a thank you came. Shen Jue got the answer and quickly left the secret passage.

The window that came in before was closed at this time, Shen Jue pushed the window, but failed to open it, he immediately glanced at the thin paper window vigilantly.

The moonlight shone dimly through the thin paper and scattered at his feet. He knocked on the window sill, but there was no response from outside. It seemed that Chang Tong was no longer outside. He either left by himself or was led away by someone.

Shen Jue touched his face, took out a black mask from his sleeve, covered his face, slowed his breathing and listened to the movement outside the door.

Archers were ambushed around the yard, and occasionally there were tiles, and there were people squatting under the window sills separated by a wall, and he was attacked everywhere.

Shen Jue subconsciously held his breath, retreated to the other side with a ten-tenth of the lightness kung fu, took the tablet, stood in front of another window, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned the tablet in his hand to himself. smashed on the window sill.

The people lying in ambush in the yard only heard a loud noise, and the wooden slats of the window sill splashed everywhere. The people who squatted down immediately stood up and attacked the window sill. Before they could see clearly where the person was, they heard With a bang, a signal flare suddenly flew into the sky from the room.

"in the sky!!!"

"window!!!"

"where is the guy?"

There was another loud noise from a broken window, and the guards surrounding the house chased after hearing the sound, their footsteps were chaotic, and they were going everywhere, like a mass of loose sand. Shen Jue felt something was wrong for a moment, but Rong Before he could think about it, he had already opened his mouth and yelled: "He still has accomplices, everyone be careful!!!"

The guards had long been made to rush back and forth by the thumping, and they were all in vain. When Shen Jue broke in from the door, he pulled the window out of the window and mixed into the crowd.

I have to say that Yang Shaolin really thinks highly of him. There are more than 30 people in the yard alone, not to mention the archers standing on the roof. After being stunned, one of them took off his clothes and mixed in.

There were two people standing at the door, Yang Shaolin looked at the messy guards, and couldn't help but touch his forehead: "Are you sure you want to do this? It's all a mess."

"Okay, now you can get someone to fetch the torch." Xuan Xing stood outside the courtyard door, watching the chickens and dogs jumping inside, and exclaimed in surprise, "He's inside."

Yang Shaolin immediately sent someone to bring torches, and a dozen torches instantly illuminated the entire dark courtyard. He finally found a chance to interject, and strode into the courtyard: "Stop, gather."

The guards who were running in a mess stopped in an instant, moved closer to the center of the yard, and the commander standing in front walked up to Yang Shaolin with a bitter face: "My lord, the assassin has not been found."

"It's okay." Yang Shaolin waved his hand: "Everyone, take off your helmets and shirts."

The guards were stunned, what the hell order is this?

Shen Jue mixed in the crowd, looking at Yang Shaolin who was standing in the front, he froze there, with just these two orders, he knew that he had leaked.

Yang Shaolin knew very well that he was mixed among this group of guards, and it was even possible that the rush of the guards just now was all acted out, luring him to pretend to be a guard, and finally had to stand in the crowd for inspection.

Shen Jue gritted his teeth, Yang Shaolin was so smart that it didn't match his face, and he was even more brain-twitched. If he had known this, he would have just killed it in the dark. Now the yard is bright and spacious, and all the archers on the roof They all pointed at the people below.

Although the others didn't understand why Yang Shaolin gave such an order, they just hesitated for a few seconds, then took off their helmets and began to take off their clothes. Shen Jue had no choice but to follow suit until all the more than 30 people had finished taking off their clothes After that, Yang Shaolin turned his head to look at the gate of the yard.

All eyes followed Yang Shaolin, Shen Jue was no exception, looking at the dark shadow outside the door.

Yang Shaolin had already done what Xuan Xing said, and now he was waiting for him to identify which of these people was an assassin, but he stood there and looked at the door for a long time, but he didn't see Xuan Xing coming in.

what happened?Is there any problem?

Yang Shaolin looked at the more than 30 big men with bare arms, and then looked at the door. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was too exhausting, so he could only walk towards the door.

In the darkness at the gate of the courtyard, Xuan Xing still stood there looking at the more than 30 people who were exposed to the eyes of everyone.

Yang Shaolin walked to his side: "What's the matter? Come in, I don't have your eyesight to tell who is the assassin from these people."

Xuan Xing stared at a position for a long time before rubbing his eyes: "Look for yourself, there will be all kinds of strange wounds on assassins, if you can't recognize them, let the commander just now identify them, he is a soldier. Chinese, know which wounds were not suffered in the army."

Yang Shaolin was a little strange: "Aren't you going?"

"I won't go, let's talk about it after you make up your mind."

"Okay then." Yang Shaolin looked back at Xuan Xing in three steps, stood in the yard again, and ordered what he said, the commander quickly went down to identify, Yang Shaolin thought for a while and returned to Xuan Xing: "You should Didn't you already recognize it?"

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