This life of catching chickens [comprehensive martial arts]

六

Du Ling dreamed of the six doors, earlier than the agreed time.

Seeing her ruthlessly again, I found that she had a very happy expression, wearing a men's coat that didn't fit, and dressed like a man.

He is not a nonsense, straight to the point.

"I'm in Hangzhou, but I've already heard about the girl's name and abilities. Congratulations." The last two words are very dishonest.

Du Lingmeng's smile faltered: "Mr. Zhuge knows?"

Ruthlessly said: "It's just a matter of time."

Du Lingmeng let out a long sigh, grabbed a handful of the tiara, and felt a little headache.

When it comes to autopsies, most people's first reaction is to do autopsies.

In fact, coroners and coroners are two concepts. Coroners are generally those who follow the instructions of the coroner and then carry out actual operations. Therefore, coroners have always been done by people with low backgrounds, and they are all inherited. The father is the coroner, and the son It must be done.

In the final analysis, Wu Zuo is just the two hands of the coroner, and the noble officials are not allowed to touch these dirty things.

In the eyes of serious people, this is tantamount to self-willing and degrading. Even in modern times, many people are superstitious. In this day and age, people are ignorant of death, let alone secretive about it. If they take the initiative to contact these things, they will always be misinterpreted and despised.

It's hard to say how big brother Zhuge will evaluate, but he will definitely tell her family.

Du Ling dreamed that the old lady made a lot of fuss about her going up the tree, and a while ago she used Huamanlou's mother to beat herself, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Wuqing seemed to have seen that she wanted to escape, and said calmly: "You have already run away from me once, this time I will set up traps first."

Du Ling dreamed of the year before last when she was stabbed by a murderer who pierced through her back in her all-hands-on house, and her back froze.

She didn't want to experience the organ set up by the boss in front of her.

Only then did Wuqing take out a long scroll from the table: "I wrote to you the day before yesterday, and Uncle Shi learned that you were here, so he handed over this hot potato to me."

Du Lingmeng took it, and as soon as Fang opened it, he was stunned: "This, this."

There are some handsome little princes drawn on it, and there are three lines of small characters beside each of them, introducing their family background, hobbies and temperament respectively.

She lived a new life, and she was able to experience a beauty pageant... To be precise, it should be the treatment of choosing a little wolf dog.

And it was ruthlessly handed over to her. This scene is too weird.

After Du Lingmeng's embarrassment passed, he became excited.

It has to be said that she didn't spend much time with the old lady. After moving to the island, she only went home during the New Year's Eve. Even so, the old lady still understood her preferences very well.

Du Lingmeng saw half of it, slammed the table and laughed.

Ruthlessly glanced at the picture scroll, she was looking at Wang Pushe's son, thinking that she had grown up watching him, and reminded him friendly: "This young man named Wang Lianhua has made little achievements, but he is very pretentious."

Du Lingmeng laughed even more when he heard this, and shook his head again and again: "I just saw this name and thought of someone I met overseas."

Her eyes lit up: "When I have a chance, I will introduce this senior to you."

Without waiting to ask ruthlessly, she said, "You two are big men in women's clothing, so you must have a lot in common."

Listening relentlessly, he put three locust stones on the table with a blank face.

Du Lingmeng laughed dryly and gave up the topic.

Wuqing said lightly: "Choose one quickly, Shishu will be easy to deal with." He was very direct.

Du Lingmeng said: "Then this king... Poof, Mr. Wang Lianhua."

Wuqing saw that she was also coping with it, and couldn't help asking: "You suffered a loss that year, why are you getting involved in the muddy waters of the rivers and lakes now?"

Du Lingmeng's smile faded away.

Contrary to universal values, she did it herself, and those Jianghu people thought it was very powerful, and spread the story of that day everywhere.

In the ancient times full of depression, it seems that only the rivers and lakes can have all kinds of strange people.

Jianghu is really a very inclusive place.

There are all kinds of weirdos here, and most of the time you are one of them, so everyone doesn't care about other people's outrageousness.

Du Lingmeng's autopsy on a woman's house doesn't seem particularly strange.

She likes this environment.

Du Lingmeng said softly: "Old Mr. Xiao is willing to surrender because I cleared his son's case."

"Brother Sheng, you've said it before. Everyone has only one life. Killing people pays for their lives. It's only right and proper. Over the years, I have proposed many methods for the Six Doors and the Ministry of Criminal Justice. , I can't help it."

Ruthlessly showing a faint smile.

He suddenly said: "That day I said that I have a secret mission."

"Uncle Shi received reliable news that someone in the south of the Yangtze River conspired against him. At that time, I suspected that it was related to Xiao Feng."

Du Lingmeng was dumbfounded: "You already knew that he was from the Liao Kingdom?"

He nodded ruthlessly: "The third junior brother went to Shaolin to investigate when you found Xuan Bei's body, and I knew everything that happened outside the pass that year."

"Abbot Xuanci sent Xuan Bei here to determine the cause of Wang Jiantong's death. If Xiao Feng did it, his identity must be disclosed to the public."

"It just so happens that you sent Xiao Yuanshan here at this time, and everything will naturally come to light. I also understood at this time that Xiao Feng is just a target. If it can be used to provoke our relationship with the Liao Kingdom, it is best, and it can also be used to divert other people's attention."

"I checked again later, and sure enough, I found that someone secretly bought a large amount of grain and fodder. Unfortunately, yesterday's roundup was in vain, and only a crazy old man was caught."

Du Lingmeng asked: "Crazy old man?"

Wuqing sneered and said: "This old man can only say one thing, he is the Great Jinpeng King."

Du Ling dreamed about it and told about Kang Min's murder.

"Could it be that this Qingyi building belongs to the remnant party of the Jinpeng Dynasty, and now it wants to be restored, otherwise what is he doing with so many martial arts masters?"

Ruthlessly made a calculation in his heart, the food and fodder were indeed enough for more than 1 people.What's more, there are [-] Tsing Yi buildings spread all over the place, who knows how many there are in Jiangnan.

Ruthlessly said: "Your speculation is not unreasonable, it's just that the Jinpeng Dynasty is a remote and small country, why did you come to the south of the Yangtze River to restore it?"

In the end, he only said: "I will contact Uncle Shi again, and I will report this matter."

Du Lingmeng took advantage of the situation and said: "Stop by the way to receive the reward for me. If you have solved a case, why don't you give me an extra month's salary?"

Ruthlessly said: "You haven't solved the case cleanly, and you still want to increase your salary?"

"After Abbot Xuanci knew everything, he was afraid of exposing his background and pushing Xiao Feng to the Liao Kingdom, so he hurriedly wrote a letter, asking those who participated in the past to keep it strictly confidential. Otherwise, why do you think they didn't expose you at the meeting?"

Du Lingmeng broke out in a cold sweat.

She remembered that Lu Xiaofeng intentionally pointed out those insiders to her one by one at that time, and she immediately came to her senses.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Both you and Lu Xiaofeng know?"

Ruthlessly and calmly said: "I saw him for the first time, how can I contact him? You forgot that he has a drinking buddy."

Du Lingmeng: "... Cui Lueshang."

He smiled ruthlessly: "Back then, the third junior brother praised him, I just thought they were a hit and miss, but now it seems that it's no wonder you want to run away."

"what?"

Wuqing said again: "Yes, why did you come here alone today?"

Du Lingmeng smiled again when he just entered the door.

Seven

The spring breeze is gentle, like a lover's hand caressing.

Just a little chilly.

Lu Xiaofeng was still dazed, very confused in his heart, his headache was about to explode after a hangover, subconsciously wanted to reach out to pull the quilt, only to realize that he was tightly tied up.

With a thump in his heart, he immediately opened his eyes.

What a bustling morning market, cars and horses are in a hurry, pedestrians are jostling, and there are shouting vegetable vendors and breakfast shops on the side of the road.

It would have been better if people hadn't looked up at him one after another.

Lu Xiaofeng was completely awake now, aware of his situation.

He was wrapped in a cloth bag, with only one head exposed, and was hung by a rope at the gate of the city.

It was the morning market, and he was hung here in a conspicuous manner, dangling in the air like a dried cured chicken after the year.

Lu Xiaofeng looked bewildered, he only remembered that he and Du Lingmeng were walking back, and the memory was fragmented after the fall.

Why is he here, the doctor will not be taken away.

"He's awake!"

Someone noticed that he opened his eyes and yelled, and everyone raised their heads at the same time and stared at him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even Lu Xiaofeng, who had seen many big scenes, felt uncomfortable.

Beside the city gate, the old man selling wild vegetables said: "When I entered the city early in the morning, I saw you hanging around like a hanged ghost. I almost scared my old life away."

Not far away, the aunt selling steamed stuffed buns shouted loudly, "Your son snored all night, making my children sleepless!"

Lu Xiaofeng: "...huh?"

At this moment, a group of children came running out of nowhere, standing together in a row.

The leading older child sniffed and yelled "One or Two", and the younger children yelled in unison.

"Lu Sandan's head, like a ball, kicked into Tsing Yi Building!"

Amidst the roar of laughter, Lu Xiaofeng understood.

His headache got worse.

He had already guessed that something must have happened after he drank the fragment, which annoyed the other party.

Then Du Lingmeng hanged him overnight.

Lu Xiaofeng said to the aunt selling buns: "I'm hungry."

He played very well without a doctor around.

Even a woman in her teens is still a woman.

The aunt was very pleased by his praise, and after listening to what he said, she threw a steamed bun over, he swung the thick rope, caught it in one gulp, raised her head and swallowed it.

The whole city gate applauded him.

So Lu Xiaofeng swallowed a drawer of buns one after another, and the ecstasy soup had just expired, so the aunt put her hands on her hips and began to collect debts.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Go to the South Street inn and find a girl surnamed Du, she will give you double the money."

The aunt saw that he couldn't get down for a while, so she sent her son to find Miss Du.

In the end, it wasn't Miss Du who came, but Playboy.

Hua ManLou put him down, and laughed: "No wonder she came back angrily last night, and left early this morning with Chief Qiao and the others."

Lu Xiaofeng got out of the sack, and when he heard her run away first, his head got bigger, and he felt that he must have done something crazy this time.

"What did she say?"

Hua Manlou recalled: "As soon as she came back, she first asked the shop assistant to make hot water to take a bath, and I also asked the shop assistant, only to find out that she came back wearing your clothes."

Lu Xiaofeng lowered his head subconsciously, only to realize that his outer shirt had been stripped off, leaving only two messy white inner shirts, and his body was still sore.

Lu Xiaofeng's face turned pale, and the next moment, as if struck by lightning, he held onto a wall with trembling hands.

He, he wouldn't be with her, then, what about that!

The author has something to say: Ermeng (indifferent): The pain is because I dragged you to the gate of the city with a sack, knocked along the way, you think too much.