The Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness of Crossing

Everyone turned their attention to Pan Pan in unison, some were sympathetic and curious, some were eagerly looking forward to it, and some even gloated.Pan Pan□□: There is a saying that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. We are not low-key enough, not low-key enough... It is too late to regret in my heart, and I have no choice but to walk out of the conference hall slowly with a bunch of things under everyone's gaze.

After leaving the screen door, just as a team of strong yamen came back to take a break, Pan Pan saw Tie Zhu inside with sharp eyes, and hurriedly pulled him aside and questioned him: "Brother Zhuzi, do you know how many iron shops there are in our county?" ?”

Tie Zhu scratched his head and thought for a while, then replied, "That's hard to say, there are always thirty or forty families."

Pan Pandeng felt that the five thunders struck his head, his calf cramped, and he almost lay down on the ground without being frightened. He held on to the iron pillar and said without giving up: "How much... how much? You, you... say it again!"

"What's so strange? There are blacksmiths on every street, only thirty or forty."

A certain person was on the verge of collapse, wishing she could poke a hole in that talkative Tang Feng with a nail, she grabbed Tie Zhu by the collar and shouted angrily, "Are you serious?! Did you lie to us?! "

Tie Zhu looked innocent: "What are you doing lying to you? There are only three houses in front of and behind the street of Shan Yamen."

"Ah-ah-ah..." Pan Pan cried miserably, clenched his fist and hit Tie Zhu's shoulder three times, almost hugging him and crying bitterly.

"Panzi, what's the matter with you?" Tie Zhu was also a little anxious when he saw her in a daze.

She didn't bother to pay attention, and walked towards the gate of the yamen full of sorrow, thinking to herself: We must find a way to find another job... We can't die here because of the annual salary of six taels of silver...

Along Qixing Alley, Pan Pan ran into three blacksmith shops, one specialized in farming tools, one specialized in all kinds of kitchen knives, and the other was nailed, but never seen such long ones.She was sweating profusely as she sat on the side of the curb, fanned her hands, and tapped her sore legs and feet. She had nowhere to vent her complaints: dragging the net to search, when will we have to ask alone?At least we should have two assistants at our disposal... Huh?correct!Aren't there a few strong laborers living in our house?Especially that Xiong Fei, who was devoting himself to redressing his friend's elder brother's grievances.Well, this thing can be done!Let's go back and mobilize...

Thinking that Xiong Fei would definitely help, Pan Pan, who was still dejected just now, suddenly felt energetic, slapped his thigh, jumped up, and ran towards the house full of hope...

It is said that Zhan Zhao rushed to Liujiazhuang early in the morning, and when he came back, he told Bao Gong and Gongsun Ce in detail about the two people's meeting.The three of them discussed it, and they all felt that before Zhang Ren was murdered, it was very likely that he had been misunderstood. What was the cause of his death?

Pan Pan trotted quickly, passed by the market, still not forgetting to be generous to the public, spent half an hour to visit the vegetable market, weighed two catties of green vegetables, and took home a pair of bone bones to make soup.When paying the money, I kept feeling distressed, forty cents ah, it’s draining our blood... I can’t help it, I ask someone to do something, and I don’t have the nerve to ask them if I don’t get something good for them to eat... Before leaving, I insisted I felt better after begging for a few shallots from the butcher.

Holding a pile of vegetables in her arms, it was inconvenient to knock on the door, so she turned sideways and hit the door knocker with her elbow.She kept thinking.

Zhan Zhao was planning to go out to inquire about news, but when he pulled the latch, he fell into someone, before he had time to think, he quickly reached out to support the person's back, and took a closer look, it was Pan Pan.

A certain unlucky ghost struggled to get up, pointed at the fallen vegetables, glared at Zhan Zhao, jumped angrily and said, "You, you, you are too much! Fortunately, we didn't buy eggs today, otherwise you will have to pay for our vegetables money!"

Zhan Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he knelt down to help pick up the leaves, and asked, "You're not on shift in the second hall, what are you doing sneaking home?"

"How do you know I'm on shift in the second hall?" Pan Pan was taken aback.

Zhan Zhao was startled by a slip of the tongue, and smiled to cover it up: "It's a random guess."

Pan Pan persisted: "It's two different things, do you know a lot about the rules in the yamen?"

"Xiong Fei has a few friends who are all members of the public family."

"Really?" Pan Pan frowned and asked in a drawn out tone.

"You don't believe it?" Zhan Zhao asked indifferently.

Pan Pan didn't bother to think about it, and thought that as long as you don't live for free, I don't care where you came from... So he laughed and said, "I believe you are all good people."

Zhan Zhao's handsome eyes flashed brightly, the corners of his lips raised lightly, and a warm smile bloomed between his brows. Seeing someone lost his mind for a while, he hurriedly turned his face away, bowed his head and recited a mantra: "There is a knife on Se Zi's head... Se Zi A knife on the head..."

"Hey, you have to do me a favor." Pan Pan tried to make his tone as relaxed as possible.

"Speak." Zhan Zhao said simply.

Pan Pan was overjoyed, took out the package from his pocket, shook it carefully, revealed the long nail, and said, "Today I went to open the coffin again, do you know how Zhang Ren died? It was nailed into the top door by this nail." dead……"

"What a vicious murderer!" Even though he had followed Bao Gong for many years, Zhan Zhao had never seen such a horrific killing method.

Pan Pan nodded: "It's my turn to find the source of this iron nail in the yamen. At least there are thirty or forty blacksmith shops in Zhongmou County. Can you help me find them together?" She raised her face expectantly. Look at Zhan Zhao.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go now."

"It's just me...and you two? How about calling your two companions?" She glanced at the west chamber and thought, "It's good to go out and exercise your muscles..." It’s faster to find more people.” She explained.

Zhan Zhao was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with interest and smiled, and said to the room where Baogong and the others stayed, "Okay, you can go and talk to them yourself."

Pan Pan blinked, and said what he said, what's the big deal... stomping his feet and twisting his body, he rushed towards the west chamber.

"Mr. Zheng! Mr. Shu!" Someone rushed to him, knocking on the door and yelling.

Gongsun Ce, who had just stood by the window watching the movement in the courtyard, hastily straightened his clothes, opened the door and welcomed her into the room, and said with a smile, "Xiao Pan, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Well, it's not a big deal." She faltered and squinted at the two of them, her black face and white face were all amiable, and her confidence doubled immediately, but she didn't know that the two people in front of her had been waiting here for some time... "The two of you, Yuanwai and Mr. Do you have free time today? Xiao Pan took over a job, and the time is really tight, please...you two can help me..."

Don't underestimate Gongsun, a white-faced scholar, he is a master of eyes. He said that he has practiced to the eighth level, and no one dares to boast that he has reached the ninth level... While the panda was chattering, he exchanged more than n times with Bao Zhan Wink: "Xiao Pan, but it's okay to say, we are the most anxious outsiders."

Pan Pan was very excited to see the free labor in sight, and even talked and gestured to describe the opening of the coffin and what he saw in the meeting hall in detail.

Bao Gong pondered for a while: "Xiao Pan, show me the murder weapon."

Pan Pan hurriedly delivered the iron nails.

Gongsun Ce also went up to take a closer look, the two inspected for a while, then wrapped the spikes and returned them.

"Like nails into the brain, the murderer is extremely cruel!" Gongsun Ce shook his head in pity.

Baogong stroked his beard and nodded: "This iron nail is seven inches long, and it can break bones and penetrate the skull, which shows that it is extremely sharp. I am afraid that ordinary iron shops cannot forge it."

"Exactly, Xu is specially made by the murderer." Gongsun Ce echoed.

Pan Panmao suddenly realized: It makes sense!After all, we also came from studying materials, why did we forget to check the materials of the nails in detail when we were nervous?She quickly opened the wrapping, took out the iron nails and took a closer look, only to see purple-black filth all over the body of the nails.Suppressing her nausea, she gently scraped off a small piece of stain with her fingernails, and a dark gray background appeared immediately; then she weighed it, and it was slightly heavier than ordinary wrought iron.Ordinary iron nails are mostly made of wrought iron, soft and tough, although it is easy to penetrate into wood, it seems impossible to penetrate into the bone... God, these are steel nails!She was once again bowed down by the superb casting technology of the ancients.

"If you talk about iron shops with good craftsmanship, most of them are forging weapons." Zhan Zhao lowered his head and turned the scabbard, and suddenly interjected.

"That's right." Bao Gong showed his approval, and pointed out: "Xiao Pan, although there are many blacksmith shops, there is no need to go door-to-door to check. You can find a few famous shops and ask the old masters inside. If you are familiar with the industry, you may know the source of the spikes."

When Pan Pan heard this, he nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, even claiming it was true.He thought to himself: This black face has a detective mind.Suddenly remembered something, doubted: "Xiao Pan still doesn't understand one thing, after thinking about it, I can't find the root cause."

"Why don't you tell me?" Gongsun Ce asked with a smile.

"This iron nail is seven inches long. I smashed it into the head with a hammer. Can I scream in pain? Why did it die so silently? And I didn't even see a trace of wounds from struggling on the body... I always feel that there is something weird hidden in it." .”

Gongsun Ce took a deep look at her, and replied meaningfully: "Perhaps Zhang Ren lost consciousness before the murderer committed the crime..."

"Ah?!" Pan Pan felt terrified, could it be that there is a general anesthesia these days?

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Shitouyu is a small market in the south of the city. The market is small, but there are many shops and many time-honored shops. The most famous ones are Gaoji Knife Shop and Laofengshoucai Shop.

The first stop of Pan and Zhan's search was Gaoji. I heard that the ancestor of the Gao family was a swordsmith who was banned in the country. Zhongmou has a long-standing reputation, and it is a well-known brand even in the whole Kaifeng Prefecture.

In the winter afternoon, the sun is also lazy, and a few rays of light fall weakly on the shop signs.The small triangular flag waving in the wind, between the scrolls, has the word "高" on one side and the word "Knife" on the other. The black flag and gold thread are really conspicuous.But the cold weather did not affect the enthusiasm of the working people.Beside the iron pier, which is half the height of a person in front of the door, surrounded by two craftsmen, all dressed in single clothes, with their chests half open, sweating profusely.The older one thinks he is the hammer master, holding iron pliers in his left hand, with a dark red flat iron clamped at the end, which is freshly baked and still "sizzling" with white smoke; Knock twice.The young man was a striker, carrying a heavy hammer, and he swung it with a yell.Dang dong clang, clang, ringing... Finally, there was a muffled sound of "chi la", and the iron was sent into the sink, and the cold and heat were connected, and even the quenching was completed.

Pan Pan watched the two people's movements intently, and was in awe: strength and courage are indispensable, forging iron - it really is a man's career!

The old blacksmith lost the guy, picked up a towel and wiped his face indiscriminately, looked at them and asked: "You two have a meeting, come to the small shop, but want to order ironware?"

Zhan Zhao clasped his fists and approached, "I'm passing by your name on the way down, I don't want to order ironware..." After a pause, he glanced at Pan Pan and said, "I have heard about Gao Ji's name for a long time, and my two brothers came here to ask for advice. If this master doesn't mind bothering you..."

Hearing the words, Pan Pan felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, so he hurriedly turned his face away, his heart twitching: I'm ashamed!What's the matter with the head being nailed?Telling a lie won't make sense... Brother, tell me!We have nothing to do with you... They don't look alike at all!

The blacksmith waved his hands, patted his chest and said boldly: "Fellows from the village, what kind of courtesy do you want with me? Come, come! The two of you are talking in the room." As he spoke, Zhan Zhao with a relaxed smile and Pan Pan with an awkward expression Welcome to the workshop together.