Wait a minute, heroine

It was not yet noon, and the sun was not as fierce as midsummer. The streets in the west of the city were busy with traffic, and there were men and women hanging out everywhere.

Xuanji, the real person, opened a small umbrella to cover the head of the Queen Mother. Because of their appearance, they looked very much like a scholarly lady accompanying the lady in charge when she went shopping.

Ye Jingtang, who was following behind, was well-dressed and well-dressed, but he was carrying large and small boxes in both hands and had a knife hanging on his waist. It could be said that he showed his identity as a personal guard very well.

The three of them set off from Prince Jing's Mansion to the Royal Boxing Gym. Since the case had been happening for several days and it was not imminent, they left in no hurry.

The Queen Mother rarely left the palace, and she probably only experienced this kind of unfettered shopping time a few times a year. Even if she tried her best to restrain herself and think about doing business first, her mind was still attracted by the dazzling array of objects on the street.

The real Xuanji was very considerate of the Queen Mother. She didn't even need to ask the Queen Mother to ask, but she would go here to buy a hairpin or a box of rouge. In the end, she would leave it all in the hands of Ye Jingtang.

Through the observation of the Queen Mother, Ye Jingtang can determine that the things he bought will most likely be left in the palace to eat dust. It is not easy to remember them, let alone use them.

But shopping is to experience the process of shopping. Ye Jingtang saw that the Queen Mother was very happy and did not show any urging. Occasionally, she helped the Queen Mother and gave some suggestions.

After walking like this for a long time, the three of them gradually arrived at the Yuquan Gym in the west of the city.

The Royal Boxing Hall is equivalent to the "Guozijian" for martial arts. The teachers in it are all masters who have retired from the Six Gates, Black Yamen, and Military Camps. There are also many specially hired masters from famous families. It does not only teach boxing, but also swords, guns, swords and halberds. , military strategy, intelligence and assassination, etc. are all taught. Students who can successfully graduate will at least start as military attachés.

As the saying goes, "the poor in literature and the rich in martial arts", those who can learn arts here generally have good family backgrounds, half of them are the children of generals, and some are young people in the army and yamen who deserve to be vigorously cultivated.

Literati only need a table to study, while practicing martial arts requires venues, equipment and other facilities. The martial arts students who come to study cannot perform at all if they live in the dormitories arranged by the imperial court. For this reason, the neighborhoods around the imperial boxing gym are all courtyards rented out. When you walk nearby, you can hear various hitting sounds of "Pap, Pap, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah, Pah."

After arriving at the destination, Ye Jingtang walked in front. He first asked passers-by about the location of the murder, and then took the two women and turned into the alley from Zheng Street. While walking, Ye Jingtang also asked:

"You don't need to be an apprentice to learn martial arts in the Royal Boxing Hall?"

Master Xuanji shook his head: "Studying art here is the same as the Imperial College, and you are considered a 'disciple of the Emperor'. The teacher's kindness must be remembered by the Holy Master.

"Although there are many famous teachers in the Royal Boxing Gym, you don't have to think about stealing from them. You can just teach the instructors there. They can't teach you."

Ye Jingtang smiled and said: "When three people are together, there must be my teacher. The quality of kung fu only depends on whose hands it is. The kung fu I don't know is good kung fu. There is no saying that it cannot be taught."

The Queen Mother was walking beside her. Since she couldn't say anything, she looked at the surrounding houses with a dignified manner. After turning a corner, she found a simple shed set up in the middle of the alley, with several policemen standing underneath, and then she said:

"Is it there?"

"should be."

Ye Jingtang led the two of them to the middle of the alley. After a brief observation, it was seen that the place where the murder occurred was in front of a courtyard. There was no obvious damage to the walls, tiles, and doors. The body had also been moved away, and only scratches were left on the same spot. Lines marked the location of the body, but at first glance there was nothing noteworthy about it.

A cloth tent was set up in the alley to prevent the sudden rain from erasing the few remaining traces. Several agents from Liumenmen and Heiyamen stood inside and whispered to each other:

"There is nothing missing in the house, and the two deceased people did not lose anything. I guess someone hired a highly skilled killer to kill him..."

"The one who died was the old coach Zhang Lie from the Royal Boxing Gym, and the other was a good young man sent by the Zhennan Army. Both of them came from clean backgrounds, and it is unlikely that they have enemies..."

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Ye Jingtang listened to the conversation and observed the traces on the ground. Before he could reach them, the policemen in the alley turned around, and then one of the policemen said in surprise and joy:

"Master Yuwen, Master Ye from Heiya is here..."

The few policemen gathered around naturally knew that something happened to Daogui in Heiya. When they heard this, they immediately showed fear and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and greet him.

Ye Jingtang signaled that there was no need to mobilize troops like this. He turned to look at the yard next to him and saw that Yuwen Chengde, whom he had met before in Zhuji Lane, ran out of it. He held his hands and said from afar:

"Master Ye is here with great dignity, and I am waiting for you from afar..."

"You don't have to be so polite. I heard something happened here, so I came here to have a look. What's the specific situation?"

The last time Yuwen Chengde investigated the murder of a minor official in the Ministry of Industry, he saw Ye Jingtang's inhuman insight and deduction ability. At this time, as if he had seen a savior, he wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"Alas, there was a murder case. It was not a serious matter, but the consequences were quite serious. The murdered instructor Zhang had been teaching staff skills in the Yuquan Hall for nearly thirty years. He had been taught by many military attachés and generals serving in the capital. , as soon as this matter came out, it was directly reported to Taiji Palace. The lower official is in charge of detecting thefts, if something like this happens, he will be released to Tiannan..."

Ye Jingtang could see that Yuwen Chengde was anxious and said calmly:

"I know the severity, let's talk about the case first."

Yuwen Chengde nodded quickly, turned around and came under the cloth shed, pointing to a few footprints and scratches on the ground:

"According to the Yuquan Gym, Mr. Zhang went out to patrol in the middle of the night according to the commandments. He didn't return for half an hour. Other instructors came to look for them and found the bodies of two people here. Because there are many people practicing martial arts in the surrounding area at night, there are several people who live nearby. He was a student and didn't notice anything special. The murderer was quite sophisticated and had erased all the traces. Master Hua, his subordinates and the subordinates didn't notice anything..."

Ye Jingtang squatted down and carefully inspected the ground. It could be seen that the several footprints made during the fight were all smoothed out with shoes in a hurry. The posture and direction of the effort could no longer be determined, and he could only determine the approximate position.

There are slight cracks on the walls on both sides of the alley, which may have been caused by a collision, but there are no other clues.

Master Xuanji and the Queen Mother were afraid that people in the government would recognize them, so they both wore hijab. Master Xuanji looked at it slightly:

"Zhang Lie is an old martial arts master. He used to teach spear and stick kung fu in the Forbidden Army and served as a guard of honor for the late emperor. His kung fu is not very advanced despite his age, but his alertness and reaction to the enemy are definitely not bad. He can silence the surrounding students without alerting the surrounding students. The murderer's martial arts skills Not to be underestimated.”

After Ye Jingtang carefully observed it for a while, he came to a conclusion that was almost the same as that of Xuanji, so he stood up and said:

"Is the body still there?"

Yuwen Chengde said: "It's in the courtyard. The last time someone entered the morgue, the official had a long memory. He slept with the corpse for the past two days because he was afraid that someone would destroy the corpse and wipe out traces..."

Ye Jingtang turned around and entered the courtyard, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the Queen Mother standing timidly at the back, seemingly not daring to go in and see the dead.

However, when she noticed that he was looking over, the Queen Mother still acted calmly and walked behind Master Xuanji.

Ye Jingtang signaled the Queen Mother to stand at the door, and then came to the yard.

The courtyard is for students to live alone. There are stone locks, sandbags, guns and sticks and other objects on the wall, which is a little scattered. It is possible that they heard the movement while exercising and went out to check if they were affected.

Under the eaves of the main room, there were two stretchers. The bodies were covered with white cloth, and two people's weapons were placed next to them; the student held an eyebrow-level stick, and the instructor held a whip pole used as a pointer.

Master Xuanji squatted down, picked up the tendon wooden whip pole and looked at it. There were no scars on the top of it from being hit by an iron weapon, but there were cracks in the middle, which seemed to have been broken by internal force.

Night Terror Hall opened the white cloth, revealing a corpse with white hair, blood stains on the mouth and nose, and bruises on both arms. The fatal injury was on the chest, and circular black scars could be seen.

Yuwen Chengde gestured to the chest of the corpse:

"Nothing can be seen in other places. As for this fatal wound, I think it was caused by a stick through the heart. Master Hua guessed that it was a hidden weapon inside the iron egg, but there are no traces of the hidden weapon hitting the ground around..."

After Ye Jingtang looked at the corpse next to him again, he stood up and frowned in thought, then looked at Shuishui next to him:

"What do you think?"

Master Xuanji stood up and said, "This person is very skilled in martial arts, and he is very cautious and deliberately hides his whereabouts. It is difficult to deduce the origin of the murderer based on these."

Ye Jingtang nodded, picked up a wooden stick from the yard and used it as a whip pole, and threw it to Master Xuanji:

"Practice brings true knowledge. Practice it and see if I can deduce the murderer's movements. Come out and stand here."

Seeing this, Yuwen Chengde became more energetic and quickly asked the policemen surrounding the alley to retreat further.

Master Xuanji understood what the Night Terror Hall was trying to do. She took the whip stick and pretended to be the victim, and walked into the middle of the alley, pretending to be a stern instructor.

After Ye Jingtang looked at a few scratches on the ground, in order to make the Queen Mother feel a little more involved, he raised his hand and made a tick:

"Come, stand here."

"Um?"

The Queen Mother was looking curiously, and when she saw that she was also interested, she walked over obediently and stood at the gate of the courtyard. After looking around, Ye Jingtang came to the corner of the side path.

The autumn alley was quiet at this moment, with three figures standing in various places in the alley.

Master Xuanji held a pointer behind his hands, stood facing the courtyard, and pretended to secretly observe the students practicing martial arts in the courtyard without making any sound.

Ye Jingtang pretended to be a casual passerby and walked out of the alley silently. He found the real Xuanji standing in the middle of the alley, with a stunned figure.

Master Xuanji suddenly noticed that someone had appeared. It was too dark to see who it was, so he swung the whip stick in front of him and struck his palms.

Pa~

This action seems to be showing a stern teacher attitude, but in fact it is preparing to meet the enemy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Jingtang quickly raised his hand and made a gesture of shooting at the real Xuanji.

Master Xuanji stopped abruptly before speaking, and turned to dodge.

Bang——

Ye Jingtang made a move, exerting force with both legs at the same time. In an instant, he crossed a distance of three feet and rushed in front of Master Xuanji. He fired out a black tiger's heart punch with his left hand.

Master Xuanji raised the whip stick with both hands to block, but the broken wooden stick was not very strong and had no blocking effect at all. It broke as soon as it was touched. Ye Jingtang directly slapped Master Xuanji's perfectly curved chest!

Click——

Ye Jingtang concentrated on analyzing the movements, and found that the wooden stick was accidentally broken. Heihu took out his heart and stopped suddenly in front of his clothes.

This time, the stop was perfect. There was no force at all on Xuanji's body. Even the extremely soft skirt of the clothes was not pressed down. It can be said that the stop was perfect. Any martial arts master who saw it would probably have to applaud and praise him. A 'good job'.

But in the eyes of Master Xuanji, this just-right emergency stop changed from "accidentally slapped her by mistake" to "easily took the opportunity to gently rub her"!

? !

Feeling the extremely gentle heat on her clothes, Xuanji's peach blossom eyes widened a bit, and the meaning in her eyes was obviously - you did it on purpose, right? Could you please stop earlier?

However, despite being annoyed, Xuanji did not make any mistakes in her cooperation. She still took two steps back and hit the wall as if she had been hit hard.

Bang~

Ye Jingtang was a little confused. He pulled back the weapon and kicked it out again, pretending to hit Xuanji's heart. Then he pulled back and threw the air weapon backwards, pointing at the Queen Mother who was looking curiously.

A set of movements is very fast, but the drill is over in an instant.

The landing point of Ye Jingtang's footsteps and the position where Xuanji received the force were exactly the same as the crime scene.

Xuanji must have been knocked down now, but instead of sliding down the wall to play corpse, she patted her chest with her sleeves covering her face and looked at the Night Terror Hall with a dangerous look in her eyes.

Ye Jingtang felt that the soft and greasy warmth still remained on his hands, and he felt quite embarrassed in his heart. He first raised his hands to apologize, then turned around and analyzed:

"If nothing else happened, Coach Zhang should have been patrolling the alley in the middle of the night and standing here watching the students practicing martial arts in the courtyard. Because he didn't want the students to find out, he didn't make any noise.

"The murderer's footsteps were also silent. When they turned out of the alley, the two of them encountered each other unexpectedly. Then the murderer suddenly took action and killed Coach Zhang almost in the blink of an eye.

"The martial arts students inside heard the noise and ran out to check. Before they could turn around, they were hit in the temple..."

Someone reenacted the scene and explained it, and many of the detectives naturally explained it at a glance, and they all nodded.

However, Yuwen Chengde was still confused and said:

"Master Ye, when the murderer struck, he was still more than three feet away from the target. Even Ma Shan couldn't stab him that far..."

"It's a soft weapon."

Ye Jingtang explained: "The point of force is here. If it is a hidden weapon, there will definitely be traces on the body, the weapon, and the wall. Since it cannot be found, the murderer must have taken the weapon back after missing the blow. It can be thrown The only weapons that can be retracted three feet away are rope darts, chain hammers, etc. The corpse has blunt force injuries, and a chain hammer is more likely."

"Oh." Yuwen Chengde suddenly realized.

Ye Jingtang thought for a moment and then said:

"In addition, those who dare to use soft darts and chain hammers must be accurate and fast in the basic skills of three consecutive throws, and will not get close easily. This person should also be good at fists and kicks. In order to kill quickly and safely, he missed the target with one hit. Change tactics.

"Soft weapons test the control of inner strength, but that palm is as strong as a collapsed bow and extremely strong. Not surprisingly, the murderer is a master of both internal and external skills, and is a comprehensive master of both distance and near..."

Many detectives listened carefully, gradually turning from thoughtful to confused.

Even if Yuwen Chengde had seen it once, he still couldn't understand it at this time. Weiwei spread his hands:

"Master Ye, how did you see so many things from just a few erased footprints?"

Ye Jingtang explained: "In fact, it's not difficult. Everyone has two hands and two feet, and the space is so big. Think about all the positions and movements that may cause these marks, and then react based on the impact. Just consider the strength of the force and the murderer's thinking, and find the most reasonable result..."

"..."

Yuwen Chengde thought the principle was quite simple, but his pig brain might not be able to learn it, so he was still confused.

Ye Jingtang talked for a while, and seeing that many of the arrests seemed to be listening to heaven's book, he didn't waste any more words and turned to say:

"That's all I can see. The footprints have been erased. The height, body shape, style, etc. are difficult to guess. If you want to catch the murderer, you can only search for similar masters in the world and try your best. The chance is slim."

"Well, it's better to have a general direction of the investigation than not knowing anything just now. I will go to the case library to search for experts who match the characteristics of the murderer. If there are new clues, I will report it to you as soon as possible..."

The Night Terror Hall couldn't give much advice, so he didn't stay long and prepared to leave.

The Queen Mother was still standing obediently at the door. She just saw Ye Jingtang and Xuanji Zhenren fighting back and forth, and thought she was going to have a fight with her. She was secretly nervous about how to respond without making a fool of herself.

When she found that Night Terror Hall was about to leave, she was a little confused and said:

"Night Terror Hall, you let me stand here without even asking a single question?"

Master Xuanji held up a small umbrella, covered the Queen Mother's head, and responded:

"You're acting like a corpse. You're acting well if you stand still."

"Um?"

The Queen Mother looked back to make sure no one was paying attention, then she looked towards the Night Terror Hall, feeling very dissatisfied:

"You want me to play the role of a corpse?"

Ye Jingtang picked up the big and small bags from the ground, shook his head and said:

"How could it be possible? It was just the situation at the time of the exercise. The Queen Mother was a martial arts apprentice. She heard the noise and went out to check, and then she disappeared."

"?"

That’s not even acting as a corpse!

The Queen Mother blinked her eyes and was very unhappy about this:

"Night Terror Hall, I also know how to practice martial arts. You can ask me to practice with you with a wooden stick. If you let me show my face and die without even raising my hand, do you dislike my low martial arts skills?"

"How could it be? It's just that there are too many people in the alley, and they don't have any eyes for fists and feet. I'm afraid of offending the Queen Mother."

Master Xuanji was offended just now, and now she narrowed her eyes slightly:

"Aren't you worried about offending me? Or do you think it's okay to touch me?"

The Queen Mother was not stupid. She felt that these words meant that a woman was acting coquettishly and had a bad temper. She frowned and reminded:

"You are the elder. What if the younger generation accidentally offends you during the competition? If you are really taken advantage of, it is because you, the elder, are not good at learning, how can you blame others?"

(→_→)!

Ye Jingtang's expression was calm, but in his heart he really wanted to give the Queen Mother a thumbs up.

Xuanji, the real person, was speechless by the Queen Mother, so she didn’t say anything more, pulled the Queen Mother and walked in front...

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On the other side, in an inn two miles away from the Yuquan Gym.

A murder occurred in the Royal Boxing Hall. In the past few days, police officers patrolling the streets can be seen everywhere. Inns and other places are the focus of the Yamen's investigation.

In the private room on the second floor of the inn, a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman nodded and sent away the officials who were conducting routine inspections, and then closed the door.

In the room, there was a man of medium height sitting, dressed as a master, doing calculations with an abacus at the table.

Except for a few boxes of groceries imported from Beiliang, there were no other suspicious objects in the house.

The middle-aged businessman listened attentively at the door. After confirming that the official had gone downstairs and gone far away, he turned around and regained his martial arts attitude. He took out a copper telescope from the full box and looked at the imperial boxing gym in the distance from the window:

"I've been patrolling door to door for three days, and I definitely haven't found any useful clues. I think this matter will be over in two days."

The master sitting at the table pushed the abacus aside, looking quite dissatisfied:

"You can just make up excuses to cover up the past, but you insist on killing someone. Do you think the murder case in the capital is just like Liangzhou and no one cares about it?"

The middle-aged businessman sighed: "If I could get through it, I wouldn't take the risk. Are you a master? You can tell by looking at each other that the old instructor is not simple. If I don't take action directly, he will yell out. The master of the Yuquan Gym They’re all here…”

"Hmph! There was such a big commotion. If it had been like before, no one could do anything to me except Babu Ksitigarbha and the gods in the palace. But I heard that last night, Prince Jing returned to Beijing, and Master Xuanji, Night Terror Tangdu will follow. The two Wu Kuichu are in the capital, and the leader of Pingtian may not dare to come. If you exposed your whereabouts in advance, how will we do anything in the future? "

The middle-aged businessman put down his telescope and sat down across the table:

"We are not here to kill Wu Kui. As long as we keep a low profile in the future and don't reveal our whereabouts, these two Wu Kui will not come to us out of thin air. Let's talk about business first.

"Liu Qiansheng has been on the run for twenty years and only showed his face in the capital last month. Hei Yamen arrested someone without making any publicity. He must have recruited him secretly. Since he was recruited, he should teach boxing. I have been in the Yuquan Gym so much God, I didn’t see any trace of Liu Qiansheng inside..."

The man dressed as a master put down his teacup:

"I've told you that the Yuquan Gym does not teach boxing. The word 'boxing' means Kung Fu. And the most powerful instructor there is only the Grandmaster. Liu Qiansheng is an old martial arts master, so the instructors may not necessarily teach anything. If you understand, why would you stay here to teach disciples..."

"Then besides this place, where else can we go to find Liu Qiansheng? We can't go to Prince Jing's Mansion to look for him. Master Xuanji and Ye Jingtang may be somewhere. It's best for us not to get close within a three-mile radius."

"Since I teach boxing, there is always some rumors in the martial arts practice. Just investigate slowly and check another thing first."

When the master said this, he tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while and said:

"The gang leader on this trip specifically told me that we must find the Beiliang pharmacist and find out the formula of Tianlang Pearl. I guess the pharmacist was escorted back with the ship yesterday..."

The middle-aged businessman was a little confused about this: "What exactly is the Tianlang Pearl? The leader of the gang, such an unparalleled hero, actually put aside his hatred and looked for this thing first?"

"When the gang leader was young, his martial arts skills were disabled by Liu Qiansheng. He went to Beiliang to look for Snow Lake Flowers. Finally, he found them in a small tribe and learned some secrets. It is said that the Tianlang Pearl was given by God to the Lord of Ten Thousand Tribes. Whoever has the divine bead is the one chosen by God, well... it’s almost the same as our Wei Dynasty’s ‘divine right of kings’.”

The master took a sip of tea and continued:

"Our Hongshan Gang has been transporting salt and iron to various tribes in the West Sea all year round. We have good relations with the major tribes. The people there also admire the gang leader's unparalleled martial arts. As long as we get the Tianlang Pearl, we might be able to rebuild the Tianlang Iron Cavalry. Pull it up, when the time comes..."

The middle-aged businessman shook his head and interrupted: "People from Jianghu are Jianghu people, don't be so big-hearted. Leader Pingtian is so powerful that he doesn't dare to publicly mention the restoration of Dayan. I'm afraid we will rebel..."

"The Pingtian Sect has no possibility of gaining momentum in Tiannan; Liangzhou is different. The folk customs are strong and the war horses are produced. There are endless retreat routes in the north. It has been a den of rebels since ancient times... By the way, listen. Those who say that the new swordsman is frightened at night are those of us in Liangzhou. People in the world often say that "the poor are poor in literature and rich in martial arts". Even if Liangzhou is so poor, it can produce two military leaders. Fortune tellers in the world say that it is the Purple Hui star that descends to the earth. Today's "great luck" We have already landed in Liangzhou, and our gang leader is the overlord of Liangzhou. If we gain momentum, wouldn’t it just happen at the right time..."

The middle-aged businessman thought it made sense, but after thinking about it he frowned and said:

"Ye Jing Tang belongs to Liangzhou and is also Wu Kui. What if this 'Purple Emblem Star descends to the earth' and is blessed with great luck is from Night Jing Tang?"

"???, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up!"

"Hi……"

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