Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an didn't ask to come into the house for a sit-down, because it would be impolite, and when there was no man in the family, doing so would even cause some gossip.

Of course, Xu Qi'an knew that the vigilance and nervousness of the mother and daughter were not because of the above concerns, but because of "ghosts in their hearts".

"Little girl, do you know Chai Xian?" Xu Qi'an asked. .

Hearing this sentence, the little girl was dumbfounded, and looked at him blankly, feeling at a loss because she was too young and didn't know how to deal with it.

The young woman couldn't understand Mandarin, but when she saw her daughter's dull face, she immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly moved closer.

Xu Qian squatted down, before the little girl screamed, stretched out his hand to stroke her head, took the opportunity to activate the mind gu ability, and said with a smile:

"I'm your uncle Xian's friend, didn't he tell you last night?"

In the eyes of the little girl, this strange uncle immediately became a kind, kind, and harmless person.

"Um!"

The little girl nodded vigorously: "He said that if a strange uncle comes to him, he will write down what he said."

Xu Qi'an handed the small note into her arms, "Hand the note to him."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the chilblains on the back of the little girl's hands, and her thin shoes that were barely able to keep out the cold. Thinking about it, these little feet were also covered with chilblains.

So he took out some broken silver and stuffed it to the little girl together with the note: "Take the silver to buy candy."

The little girl took the note, but didn't take the money, and turned to look at her mother.

The young woman pursed her lips and stared at the silver, wanting but not daring to struggle. For a poor family, these scraps of silver can feed the family for several days and sell a child a winter padded jacket.

"Um!"

The young woman nodded vigorously.

The little girl stretched out her frostbitten hand and held the silver tightly.

Xu Qi'an immediately took his leave and left. Just as he walked out of the yard, the little girl's voice came from behind him. Looking back, she didn't catch up, but ran back to the house.

Quickly grabbing a handful of dried sweet potatoes, he handed them over timidly and flatteringly.

Xu Qi'an's gaze softened, and it turned out that the sweet potatoes were dried.

The little girl's eyes lit up instantly, revealing a clean smile.

"I'll ask you some more questions, and if you answer me, I'll give you some more money." Xu Qi'an laughed.

The little girl thought for a while and nodded vigorously.

"What is the relationship between Chai Xian and your father?"

The little girl said, "Father asked me to call him Uncle Xian."

As for the past of her parents, she didn't know.

"How long has Chai Xian lived in your house?"

The little girl thought for a while and said, "I seldom live in my house."

rare? Xu Qi'an frowned and said, "Do you think Uncle Chai Xian is a good person?"

"Well, the same as you, Uncle."

The little girl nodded, the child has very keen intuition.

It would be better to call him brother, after all, I will always be 18 years old. Xu Qi'an smiled and said, "What else?"

Just ask.

"I often have nightmares and be in a daze." The little girl tilted her head, thought for a while, her eyes lit up: "Uncle Xian has six toes."

According to the agreement, Xu Qi'an handed the money to her, waved and left the village.

chaifu.

Zen Master Jingxin returned to the courtyard, found the monk Jingyuan, and said: "I checked, and found that the death of Chai Xinger's ex-husband was related to the head of the family, Chai Jianyuan."

Jingyuan nodded: "Let's talk about it in detail."

A Zen master who has the precepts can basically find anything he wants to find out.

Although it is inconvenient to exercise discipline on Chai Xing'er, but as a compromise, it is no problem to ask the servants in the house.

What Jingxin asked the most was about Chai Xian, and Chai Xinger only asked in passing.

Listening to the senior brother's eloquence, Wu Monk Jingyuan frowned and said:

"If Chai Xing'er lied about everything, then Chai Xian might not be as we imagined, he got the dragon spirit. It turns out that Chai Xing'er's benefactor had lost her husband. I thought the man next to her was Uncle Chai's."

Jing Xin pondered and said: "This person can inquire, he must know more."

at night.

The charcoal fire was blazing, Li Lingsu hugged his beautiful wife, lying on the bed, covered with brocade quilts, both of them were sweating after finishing exercising.

Chai Xing'er curled up lazily in his arms, exposing her round and fair shoulders, drawing circles with her fingertips on Li Lingsu's chest, and said in a lazy tone:

"You're checking me out!"

Li Lingsu's pupils contracted slightly after falling into the sage's time, and then returned to normal: "I can feel that you still have something to hide from me."

Chai Xing'er sighed: "Li Lang, don't worry about the affairs of the Chai family, as long as you stay by my side, I'm content. It's not you who want to check me, but that Xu Qian."

Myolie's intuition is still so scary. Li Lingsu said: "It's none of his business."

Chai Xing'er twisted her waist, adjusted her sleeping position, and said:

"He has a special temperament, I can't say it, but I feel that this person is not real enough, and he is always pretending. Of course, if he is as you said, he is an expert in the Transcendent Realm, and it is normal to have some disguise."

After a pause for a few seconds, she said again: "Xu Qian has a grudge against Buddhism."

Chai Xing'er's tone was very positive.

"How can you see that?" Li Lingsu's face remained unchanged.

"As soon as those monks came, you immediately left the mansion. Li Lang didn't even dare to reveal his name in front of them."

Chai Xing'er looked cold and smiled faintly: "There are two fourth-rank monks in that group. It stands to reason that if Xu Qian is really an expert in the Transcendent Realm, why would he be afraid of them? Either there is another reason, or there are people behind these monks, right? Li Lang?"

We can't talk any more. Li Lingsu turned over, put the beautiful wife under her body, and said with a smile: "Xing'er is smart, I will love you very much for my husband."

The next day, early morning.

Xu Qi'an led the filly, and Mu Nanzhi sat on the horse's back, and left Xiangzhou City rattling away.

The Demon Slaying Conference was held in the Xianghe River. The reason why it was chosen here was to avoid the common people with good deeds. The rivers and lakes and the common people have always been separated.

This is the consensus of the people in the rivers and lakes and the court, but ordinary people do not have this awareness and like to join in the fun.

The government opened up a site on the bank of the Xiang River, built platforms, laid wooden boards, divided areas, and so on.

All the Jianghu forces that have reported can be allocated a shed. As for the forces that have not reported, as well as the scattered people in the Jianghu, they can only stand and watch.

After leaving the city, Xu Qi'an got on his horse, rode on the horseback with Mu Nanzhi, and hurried to the destination.

After half an hour, I finally saw the place where the Demon Slaying Conference was held, and it was already crowded with people.

There are people from the rivers and lakes equipped with various weapons, and there are officers and soldiers responsible for maintaining order.

It was windy and bitingly cold by the river, and many forces from the rivers and lakes had already taken their seats in the shed.

A "casual cultivator" like Xu Qi'an can only watch from a distance outside the obstruction of officers and soldiers.

"senior?"

Suddenly, there was a shout of surprise behind him.

Xu Qi'an looked back and saw that it was Wang Jun and Feng Xiu who "shared weal and woe" in the ruined temple on the barren mountain that day. Both of them had gang backgrounds, but Xu Qi'an had forgotten the gang they belonged to.

"It's you."

Xu Qi'an smiled and nodded.

Mu Nanzhi sat on the horse's back, looking down at the two of them arrogantly.

Wang Jun, who was wearing a saber, asked doubtfully, "As a senior, why didn't you go in?"

"Just join in the fun."

Xu Qi'an explained casually.

Wang Jun is still dressed in black, but the style has changed, not the same one as that day.

Feng Xiu replaced her neat bunt with a gown that outlined the girl's figure on her upper body and a long fluffy skirt on her lower body.

This attire makes her look dignified and gentle as a woman, but it will not cause restraint and prevent her from displaying her skills.

"Everyone!"

The loud voice spread, suppressing the noisy waves, and the demon slaughter meeting with hundreds of people quieted down, looking at the official standing on the high platform.

"That's the magistrate of Xiangzhou."

Feng Xiu said in a low voice.

The magistrate gave an impassioned speech on the stage, denouncing Chai Xian's crimes, and deeply regretted the murders in Xiangzhou and even Zhangzhou.

"This man is bloodthirsty. If he doesn't get rid of him for a day, there will be no peace in Xiangzhou. All the knights gathered here today really understand the righteousness. The villain Chai Xian is in Xiangzhou."

Twenty days have passed since the Chai Mansion murder case. During this period, "Chai Xian" killed people everywhere, first killing people from the Jianghu, and three gangs were wiped out successively.

There were six hundred and forty-three people who died at the hands of Chai Xian.

The number of ordinary people who died at the hands of Chai Xian was even greater, because many people with evil intentions took the opportunity to create chaos, or imitated Chai Xian to kill and refine corpses, or broke into houses to commit murder.

Xu Qi'an listened for a long time before he realized that "Chai Xian" had committed so many murders in Zhangzhou.

"No, killing so many people is just to frame Chai Xian and keep him?"

The famous detective Xu Qi'an frowned, aware of the strangeness.

Previously, he speculated that the real murderer behind the scenes took advantage of Chai Xian's extreme character to frame him, and then took Chai Lan as a "hostage" to keep Chai Xian, and then waited for an opportunity to eradicate him.

However, he has the ability to kill so many people, but he can't track down a single Chai Xian? On the second day after I first came to Xiangzhou, I met Chai Xian. Of course, it was the aggregation effect of the dragon spirit.

But it also proves that Chai Xian's hiding is not so secretive, besides, Chai Xian himself is also tracking down the person who framed him.

If the real culprit behind the scenes wanted to kill Chai Xian, he only needed to commit a murder somewhere to lure the snake out of the hole and catch Chai Xian.

"When encountering this situation, there are only two explanations. Either my speculation is wrong, or the real culprit behind the scenes is a pervert who hates Chai Xian to the bone and cannot be judged by a normal person's thinking."

The magistrate said in a loud voice: "From now on, our house, Chai Xing'er from the Chai family, and the gangs and families here will jointly issue a wanted order to kill the sage Chai, and there will be a heavy reward."

Various gangs and families responded one after another, and people in the peripheral arena were excited, and they were finally about to get rid of the devil.

Compared with ordinary people, gangs and families from all over the world want to eradicate Chai Xian, because warriors have strong blood and are suitable for raising corpses. If it is a martial artist with sixth-grade copper skin and iron bones, he can directly refine it into an iron corpse.

Therefore, most of the people who died at the hands of Chai Xian were people from the Jianghu.

The magistrate pressed his hand, looked sideways at Chai Xing'er, who understood, walked out of the arbor, and climbed onto the stage.

Chai Xing'er is a widow, and there was another murder case in the Chai Mansion, so today she is wearing a plain long dress with light makeup, her demeanor is cold, soft and weak, which can arouse a man's desire for protection.

"Thank you for your response, comrades. This incident happened because of the Chai family. Myolie feels extremely guilty for hurting all of you."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone said loudly:

"Chai Xian is ungrateful and kills his father and relatives, what is he doing with Aunt Chai?"

"That's right, the Chai family is also a victim."

Chai Xing'er cupped her fists to express her gratitude, and continued: "For this Demon Slaying Conference, the government, the Chai family, the Huangfu family, and Chun Yutang will organize manpower to patrol all over the place, and we must find Chai Xian. I hope everyone here can also recruit disciples to participate in it." .”

As soon as she finished speaking, someone said: "Chai Xian himself is a fifth-grade energy, and there are four iron corpses to help out. When the inspection team encounters him, there will be ten deaths and no life, so what?"

Chai Xing'er turned her head to look at Jing Xin, who was sitting upright holding a Buddhist bead, and said:

"For this Demon Slaying Conference, the Chai family is honored to invite eminent Buddhist monks to help them."

The heroes present immediately looked at Jing Xin and the others.

The monks clasped their palms together and recited a Buddha's name.

A gang leader said loudly:

"Eminent Buddhist monk? Strange, this old man has lived in Xiangzhou for most of his life, and this is the first time he has seen someone from the Buddhist sect. How do the eminent monks plan to help?"

Facing everyone's questioning eyes, Jing Xin took off the prayer beads hanging around his neck, and said:

"This string of Buddhist beads has been with the poor monk for more than ten years. It has been refined by the scriptures and has been psychic for a long time. The seventy-two beads are one. The search team can get one. When they meet Chai Xian, they will pour energy into the beads. The poor A monk can know."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and then they turned into doubts. The magistrate smiled and said:

"Several eminent monks have come from afar. I don't know what their cultivation is. If you don't mind, can you show it to everyone?"

Chai Xing'er looked at Jing Xin, but didn't speak.

Although with her recommendation, these ordinary people would not be rude, but if they want to be convincing, Buddhist monks can't just rely on lip service.

Jing Xin looked at his younger brother Jing Yuan, who nodded, stepped out calmly, and looked around at the crowd:

"Who can make me take a step back?"

He uttered wild and paradoxical words in a calm tone, as if stating the facts.

The eyebrows of all the Jiang Hu people present raised their eyebrows at the same time. To Wu Fu, it was a naked provocation.

After Jing Yuan finished speaking, he clasped his palms together, a spot of golden lacquer lit up between his brows, and quickly swam across his body.

Suddenly, he looked like a shining golden man.

"This, this is."

A guild leader in a fine attire looked at it for a moment and said uncertainly:

"Could it be the Vajra Divine Art of Buddhism?"

"It is said that even in Buddhism, there are very few people who can cultivate the Vajra Divine Art."

"This monk has some skills"

Discussions sounded instantly, buzzing and whispering voices everywhere.

Wang Jun murmured: "If I can master the Vajra Kung Fu, I will be the number one expert in Zhangzhou."

Feng Xiu thought of another thing: "It is rumored that Xu Yinluo also knows Vajra Magic."

When the two came back to their senses, Wang Jun looked left and right, and asked in surprise, "Where is senior?"

Only then did Feng Xiu realize that the senior who ruined the temple in the barren mountain had long since disappeared.

Somewhere far away from the location of the Demon Slaughtering Conference, a huge pagoda stood in the air. Xu Qi'an stood by the window and looked down.

The Xiang River meanders like a silver belt, the fields are distributed irregularly, and the mountains and rivers are like raised earth bags.

Holding the fragments of the underground book, he drove the Pagoda of the Buddha to patrol around dozens of miles around, but he didn't see the golden dragon shadow.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was approaching noon, Xu Qi'an finally gave up, took the pagoda from the hiding place, and led the pony back to the location of the Demon Slaying Conference.

Just after the show ended here, the dignitaries with heads and faces left in carriages, and the scattered people from the rivers and lakes who came on foot also dispersed in all directions.

"senior!"

Xu Qi'an met Feng Xiu and Wang Jun again, and learned from the two of them that Buddhist monks stole the limelight at the conference.

The eminent monk who had mastered the vajra magic power stood on the stage for a quarter of an hour, and more than a dozen people entered the stage one after another, and no one could shake him in the slightest.

"It's such a powerful vajra magic. With such eminent monks participating, why worry about Chai Xian not getting rid of it? Buddhism is really powerful."

Wang Jun said excitedly.

Feng Xiu shook her head: "I'm afraid that Chai Xian will escape."

Back at the inn, Xu Qi'an held a teacup and stood by the window looking into the distance.

"Maybe I didn't get your note."

Mu Nanzhi analyzed: "After all, he has already left, maybe he won't go there until several days?"

"It's possible! But with Chai Xian's character, he would not give up such a good opportunity at the Demon Slaying Conference. Manipulating the walking corpse to confront Chai Xing'er, for him to lose at most one walking corpse is insignificant."

Xu Qi'an frowned: "Didn't he always want to prove his innocence? What is he worried about?"

Chai Xian didn't show up, Xu Qi'an's plan to take the opportunity to extract the Dragon Qi fell through, he felt vaguely uneasy, thought about it, and said:

"I'm going out for a while."

He rode the little mare out of the city, and the little mare passed through the official road, field ridge, and path, and arrived at the small village.

Under the curious gaze of the villagers, Xu Qi'an came to the gate of the courtyard.

The courtyard door is closed.

He smelled blood.

"Bang!"

Xu Qi'an kicked open the courtyard door, rushed into the house, and saw three corpses.

They fell in a pool of blood, the man's body was on the table, the young mother held her daughter tightly in her arms, the blood under the mother and daughter was dry and sticky. The bodies of the two were beside the bed.

The corpse was cold and stiff, and had been dead for a long time.

According to the distribution of the corpses, it can be speculated that the man was killed first, and the woman subconsciously hugged her daughter tightly in horror, trying to protect her, and was killed later.

The blue veins on Xu Qi'an's forehead jumped up, protruding one by one.