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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 195 The Dean¡¯s Table and the Prince¡¯s Treasure Armor

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    Chapter 195: The Dean¡¯s Table and the Prince¡¯s Treasure Armor

    Niu Miao is dead.

    The fifth Yanwu Academy student died in two days. Less than half an hour after Fang Jie and the others left the residence of the great scholar Niu Huilun, the people from the Ouchi Guard took Niu Miao's body away, and the great scholar lay limp on the ground.  I burst into tears and fainted several times.  He never imagined that sending his daughter to the martial arts academy would be a road of no return.

    There was a gloomy atmosphere all over Niu Mansion.

    Not to mention the identities of the other three students, we only talk about Yuan Chengshi and Niu Miao. One is the son of Yuan Chongwu, the governor of Hebei Province, and the other is the beloved daughter of Niu Huilun, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.  The untimely death of these two people was enough to cause waves in the great lake of Chang'an City.

    The person who came to the Grand Scholar's Mansion to take away Niu Miao's body was Meng Wudi, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards Department, an acquaintance of Fang Jie.  During those days in the secret prison, Meng Wudi was a frequent visitor to Fang Jie's stone room.  Although Fang Jie could see displeasure towards him in the other party's eyes, there was no hostility.  He knew that because of his own affairs, Meng Wudi was no longer what he used to be in the Ouchi Guards. Of course, the saddest thing was that he also lost an arm.

    Meng Wudi went about his usual routine and returned to the Ouchi Guards Office with Fang Jie and Ma Lilian Qiuyu.

    Here, Fang Jie saw four other corpses.

    There is also Mo Wanwan with red eyes, like an angry wild wolf.  Fang Jie didn't think Mo Wan Wan was a qualified professor, but it could be seen that this incident really made him angry and sad.

    "No matter how you look at it, their deaths seem to have something to do with the Banyue Mountain incident."

    Hou Wenji squatted beside Niu Miao's body and uncovered the white cloth wrapped around her body.  A beautiful female body is revealed. Although it has become cold and hardened, it is still beautiful.  It's just that such beauty brings people more heartache.  Such a woman should have a bright future. There is no doubt that she will marry into the prince's family, and she will have no worries in this life.

    There were no obvious wounds on Niu Miao's body, only two fingerprints on her neck that were not too deep.  Her expression was still at the moment before her death, and there was no big shock.  But this does not mean that the person who killed her is someone she is familiar with, and it also means that the person who killed her was extremely fast.  Before Niu Miao could react at all, her throat bones had been crushed.  She didn't even have time to be surprised when her fresh and beautiful life was taken away.

    "This murderer is very powerful in his fingers, but his inner strength is hidden. If he used his inner strength, maybe even the wounds on the surface of the corpse would not be visible. This may be just to disturb our line of sight."

    Hou Wenji stood up and walked to the other corpse to take a closer look: "The technique is different. It is a sneak attack from behind. A palm shatters the heart. The inner energy spurts out and pours in from the back, directly killing this person's body."  The heart was crushed into a pile of rotten flesh."

    The third man had no wounds or marks on his body.  Hou Wenji squatted aside and watched for a long time before he couldn't help but sigh lowly: "The person who did it knew very well how to kill with one blow. It seems that such secret methods can only be found in suspenseful cases. If  It was a fight between two martial arts practitioners, and there would never be such a way of death. The inner energy was poured into the left ear of the deceased, and his brain was crushed directly, so nothing can be seen on the surface, but"

    Hou Wenji stood up and said: "The murderer is a novice in killing people. Although he knows many ways to kill people, his movements are very jerky and he is obviously not an expert."

    He pointed to a small drop of blood in the ear of the third corpse and said: "And this person's control of the power of cultivation is also very poor. If he uses it well, he will never bleed. A person who is familiar with many killing methods, but  He is a novice at killing people and he also has poor control over his own cultivation. This person is very strange. "

    "Could it be that old monk who did it?"

    Mo Wanwu, who was standing aside, interrupted and asked.

    "Won't"

    "Even if Wisdom escapes in embarrassment, he still maintains his identity. He will not do such a thing. If he wants to kill and provoke, he will not deliberately hide his cultivation and identity."

    If not wisdom, who else could it be?

    "This is the first person to be killed."

    Hou Wenji walked to Yuan Chengshi's body, lifted the white cloth covering the body and said, "Because he was the first person to be killed, there are a lot of clues that can be found on this body. What I just said  , can basically be seen on this corpse. If nothing else, Yuan Chengshi is the first person the murderer has killed in his life. His methods are rough and he is completely like a layman."

    "Judging from these corpses, the murderer's cultivation level is very high, but he is completely unable to use it flexibly. This is especially reflected in the corpse of Yuan Chengshi Yuan Chengshi has a fifth-grade cultivation level. Of course, this is just"?From the records reported at the Martial Arts Academy, it is estimated that the real cultivation level is higher.  But even so, there is a huge difference from the murderer.  It could kill with one blow, but it left so many wounds on Yuan Chengshi's body. The wounds in many places were unnecessary.  "

    "At that time, Yuan Chengshi was having sex with a brothel girl in the Crescent Tower. According to common sense, this is the time when a man is least vigilant and it is easiest to kill him. Moreover, the murderer's strength far exceeded that of Yuan Chengshi In this case, he actually  There was also a fight. His first blow only broke three of Yuan Chengshi's ribs. This was evidence that he had poor control over his cultivation power. The injured Yuan Chengshi was still able to jump up and resist, grabbing a thin blanket and wrapping it around him  ¡­It can only be said that this murderer is a powerful idiot.¡±

    "I even doubt that when he killed Yuan Chengshi, the murderer was more afraid than Yuan Chengshi!"

    Hou Wenji walked to another corpse: "This is the second deceased. Obviously, the murderer is a lot more skilled. At least he killed him with one blow. The third, fourth, fifth person can only be called the murderer.  He is becoming more and more capable of killing people. There is no need to look for such people among the famous killers in the world."

    ¡°So it¡¯s harder.¡±

    Fang Jie couldn't help but said: "I told my husband in the afternoon that even if the murderer walks in front of us now, we still don't know he is the murderer."

    "When Wisdom escaped that day, he also took a young man with him, a Sui man!"

    Mo Wanwan suddenly said loudly.

    "It can't be him"

    Hou Wenji shook his head: "That man doesn't know how to cultivate, and people have already verified that he is indeed a policeman from a small county in the south of the Yangtze River. Even if Wisdom accepts him as his disciple, half a year just half a year will make him a first-rate master. This is absolutely incredible."  Impossible."

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    When Fang Jie, Qiu Yu and the others returned to the Yanwu Academy, the sky was already as dark as thick ink.  Mo Wanwan seemed to have been thinking about what the other party would explain, but he hesitated several times.  Fang Jie knew that Mo Wanwan was apologetic, but he really didn't like this man at all and deliberately kept a distance from him when walking.

    Ma Lilian has not yet recovered from her grief. After returning from Banyue Mountain, she and Niu Miao, who were originally enemies, became good friends.  Because of this, the two people with completely opposite personalities carefully guarded this hard-won friendship and tried not to touch anything that would displease the other party.  Over the past six months, the relationship between the two of them has become extremely good.  This time the martial arts school was closed, and the two of them went back together.

    Unexpectedly, we were separated for less than two days, and we were separated forever.

    Fang Jie was not a person who was particularly good at comforting girls, so he just walked silently behind Ma Lilian.  Qiu Yu held Ma Lilian's hand and whispered some words of advice but couldn't make her feel better.  Mo Wanwan walked at the front. Apparently he slowed down a few times just to wait for Fang Jie to come up, but Fang Jie didn't give him a chance at all.  The ink of all things is slow, and the solution is also slow.

    Qiu Yu asked Mo Wanwan to send Ma Lilian back first, and she and Fang Jie went directly to Dean Zhou's house.  When Fang Jie was outside the door, he couldn't help but look at it. Qiu Yu knew what he was thinking and said calmly that if he couldn't repair a house in half a year, do you think the martial arts academy is full of rubbish?

    Fang Jie actually hummed seriously and said, "If I could see the dilapidated house, maybe I could still laugh now."

    Dean Zhou was sitting in the room with a solemn expression. When he saw Qiu Yu and Fang Jie entering the door, he pointed to the chairs not far away and said, "Sit down and talk, stay away from my table."

    Fang Jie was startled and loosened his clenched fists in his sleeves.

    "Since the founding of the Sui Dynasty, students from the Yanwu Academy have never been killed one after another. This is the first time the five people who died were all people from the Buddhist sect who met on Banyue Mountain last time. I already know this.  "

    Dean Zhou was a little distracted looking at the heat in the tea cup.

    "Are you regretting it?"

    Fang explained the question.

    Dean Zhou glanced at Fang Jie: "What do you regret?"

    "I regret that I didn't kill those two guys from the Buddha Sect."

    Fang Jie shrugged his shoulders and said: "If it was really someone from the Buddha Sect who was responsible for the murder, then there is no doubt that you and Dao Sect's Mr. Xiao, who was hiding in the Qingfeng Temple pretending to be an uncle, are the culprits.  If it weren¡¯t for your connivance, how could that old bald donkey named Zhizhi from the Buddhist sect have escaped?¡±

    "It wasn't him who killed him, and it probably wasn't the Sui man who was captured by him."

    Dean Zhou didn¡¯t seem angry, but answered Fang Jie very seriously.

    Fang Jie sneered: "Are you sure?"

    Dean Zhou nodded: "Although I have never seen the body, the autopsy from the Ouchi Guards Department is already in my hands. I believe in Hou Wenji's vision and hisThe judgment will not go wrong.  "

    ¡°What you see may not be true, let alone judgment.¡±

    Fang Jie stood up, looked at Qiu Yu and said, "Sir, I'm going back first. I really can't stand the new smell of the table in this room. I'd better leave before I'm so impulsive that I smash it."

    ¡°If smashing this table can help you calm down, that¡¯s fine.¡±

    Dean Zhou said calmly.

    Fang Jie snorted coldly, curled his lips and said, "You want to trade a broken table for me without caring about it? Even if you are the dean of the Martial Arts Academy, you are thinking too much."

    He waved his hands and went out, very cool and unrestrained.

    Qiu Yu smiled helplessly and said, "Hehis resentment is hard to calm down."

    Dean Zhou smiled and said, "I am indeed old."

    Qiu Yu asked in confusion: "Why do you say that, sir?"

    Dean Zhou looked at Fang Jie's leaving figure and said with some emotion: "If I were twenty years younger, even ten years old, how could I have the good temper I have now? A student who dares to act arrogantly in front of me is very likely to  I was beaten to death for eighty-nine years, but now I don¡¯t even have the desire to take action. Am I not really old?¡±

    Qiu Yu was startled, silent for a while and said, "Yeah I seem to have been beaten less, right?"

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    The next morning, students from the Yanwu Academy returned one after another.  After counting the number of people, they found that no more numbers had been added to the list of dead, and the professors felt a little more at ease.  These students are the future pillars of the Sui Dynasty. Even if they are not, the death of each of them is a sad loss.  You only have one life, and flowers that wither before they bloom are especially heartbreaking.

    Just when Fang Jie was about to return to the classroom for class, someone suddenly called him from a distance.

    Fang Jie turned around and found a carriage representing the royal family's status parked not far away.  A smiling middle-aged man walked toward him, followed by two beauties like flowers.  This man looked gentle and friendly, especially when he smiled.  He had a beard and actually held a folding fan in his hand in the winter.

    Wearing a sky blue brocade robe, he walked very steadily.  If a careful person looks at his steps, he will be surprised to find that every step he takes is exactly the same as if he had measured it with a ruler.

    "Master Xiaofang"

    The man saluted slightly, then said with a smile: "I am the housekeeper of Prince Yi's residence, my name is Qin Liuqi."

    Seeing that Fang Jie's expression was different, he said gently: "Do you think my name is strange? The prince once said that people are lazy by nature, and if they can be six or seven times more diligent, they will be the best. My surname is Qin, so  I just used the words sixty-seven points.¡±

    He waved, took a package from the beauty behind him and handed it to Fang Jie: "This is a gift that my prince asked me to send specifically for Mr. Xiao Fang. There is no peace in Chang'an these days. Mr. Xiao Fang  There is actually nothing to worry about when we return to the Martial Arts Academy, but the prince said that only by being careful can you sail the boat smoothly. This set of soft armor made of black gold silk from the Western Regions is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. It was originally worn by the prince personally. Thinking of these two days  Regarding the matter, the prince specifically asked me to deliver it to Mr. Xiao Fang as soon as possible. "

    Fang Jie couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that what he couldn't avoid would still be inescapable.
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