Chapter 79: Zhenwu Hall

Woo~

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, but Li Yuan felt that he could smell blood.

Looking at the blood-stained cart pushed out from the Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva Temple, Li Yuan felt a chill in his heart.

There was a commotion on the street, some people retreated in fear, and some stretched their necks to see.

A yamen runner shouted and scolded, and on the cart he pushed, there were more than a dozen dog corpses piled up.

Not a single dog was left alive...

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, and then there was an uproar.

Among the nine temples in Gaoliu, the Bodhisattva Temple is the first.

In the eyes of most people, the abbot of the Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva Temple is also a big shot with great power and eyes, and even the county magistrate has to consult from time to time.

But now, lying on the cold cart, his chest and head are rotten into a ball. If it weren’t for the cassock that was too eye-catching, I’m afraid no one would recognize him.

Last night, the old monk's voice was like a lion's roar and his strength was like a gust of wind. Yu Zhen was beaten badly, but now...

Li Yuan glanced at the wound and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked:

Killed by hammer, and it was a heavy hammer!

Li Yuan mentally compared the wound on Kong Ding's body and came to a conclusion.

The murderer's hammer was much bigger than his. The old monk, who was as fierce as a tiger last night, didn't even take a hammer, and his head was smashed into pieces...

Thinking that there was such a murderer hiding in Gaoliu City, Li Yuan felt a little scared, and the people nearby were also in an uproar.

The county lieutenant Liu Bin's face was as gloomy as water, and he scolded loudly, and all the yamen runners dispersed and cleared the scene.

Li Yuan was about to retreat when he saw Liu Zheng there. He moved his mind and came up to him:

Before Liu Zheng said anything, several yamen runners bypassed Li Yuan and pushed other people. After a while, most of the onlookers were dispersed.

Liu Zheng shook his head:

The Bodhisattva couldn't protect the monks in the temple, so the incense business must have dropped.

Li Yuan nodded, but he didn't feel any sympathy.

His second brother and his wife burned incense and paid tribute every year, which was considered pious, but these monks who were plagued not only had no gratitude, but also secretly took action.

It would be a great relief if he died.

Liu Bin, with a gloomy face, walked over, glanced at Li Yuan, and frowned slightly:

Liu Zheng will introduce you.

Liu Bin nodded, his expression changed slightly:

Li Yuan had guessed it, but pretended not to know.

Liu Bin pointed to the cart not far away, and automatically ignored the bloodstained nightgown:

Li Yuan was shocked, but he had no choice but to take this hard job. He came closer and took a look. Wang Ding was empty-handed, even the iron gun he carried was gone.

'They are all good at touching corpses.

Glancing at the yamen runners from the corner of his eye, Li Yuan pushed the cart, and before he went far, he heard another exclamation.

Liu Bin's face was already

very ugly.

As the county lieutenant in charge of public security and catching thieves, he seemed to have seen a huge black pot about to be put on his head.

What comforted him a little was that the county magistrate was nowhere to be found, and he was not the only one who was derelict in his duty.

Li Yuan pushed the cart along the way, and he was stunned when he glanced at it.

Another familiar face!

Li Yuan couldn't help but squint.

In the alley full of sewage, a middle-aged man with a sallow face was lying on his back, grabbing the wall with his hands unwillingly, with a black knife stuck in the ground, and blood stained the ground red.

Li Yuan shuddered and remembered something.

But under the watchful eyes of the public, he could only watch Liu Bin and the coroner walk over.

Li Yuan quickened his movements and pushed the cart out of the inner city. After a while, under the constant gaze of passers-by, he pushed the cart back to the forging shop.

Zhang Ben, who came here after hearing the news, was stunned. He looked carefully several times, but was still a little confused:

Li Yuan did not pretend to ask, because Yu Zhen's body was placed aside, covered with rags, and still had a strong smell of blood.

Looking left and right, Zhang Ben felt very confused for a moment.

The second and third shopkeepers died overnight? !

…

The disciples in the front and back yards, the blacksmiths in the forging room, all came here after hearing the news, and looked at the bodies of the two shopkeepers, all in an uproar.

After that, they all looked at Zhang Ben:

Cao Yan is not here, the second and third shopkeepers are dead, and now Zhang Ben is the most experienced in the forging shop.

Zhang Ben frowned, and before he could speak, a full-bodied voice came from outside, and Zhao, the leader, came in with a gun, his face solemn:

Zhang Ben frowned slightly, but also echoed and scolded:

…

Li Yuan put down the body, turned around and left, without wasting any time.

Faintly, he seemed to hear Wang Gong crying.

But he didn't look back, pushing the empty cart and running fast. After a while, he got into the blockade again under the pretext of delivering the cart.

But the alley was empty.

It's too late...

Li Yuan sighed in his heart and slowed down.

Liu Bin finished watching the excitement and was about to leave. He heard Li Yuan's question, looked around, and lowered his voice:

Li Yuan was stunned.

Liu Zheng shook his head, sighing, and didn't care whether Li Yuan believed it or not, he believed it first:

Is this how it works?

Li Yuan was speechless, but he could only agree:

Liu Zheng sighed:

Zhenwu Hall?

Looking at the empty alley, Li Yuan put down the cart.

Zhenwu Hall was established at the beginning of the founding of the Dayun court. It was formed by Taizu Pang Wenlong selecting elite masters from many sects under his command.

It is a violent agency that integrates assassination, attack, intelligence, beheading, etc. It has a great reputation, and he has also heard of it.

Li Yuan asked.

He was quite curious about this violent organization that claimed to have gathered the elites of all the sects in the world.

But he also had some doubts.

He didn't believe that a local lord like Shenbing Valley would send his elite disciples to serve the court...

Liu Zheng yawned. He had just come out of Chunfeng Tower. He was so sleepy that he waved his hand and prepared to go home to sleep.

Li Yuan asked:

Liu Zheng was so sleepy that he almost didn't react:

Watching Liu Zheng go away, Li Yuan glanced at the lifeless Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva Temple and turned away.

On the way back, Li Yuan thought about it and thought it was very likely.

Chaos!

Li Yuan felt a mess just thinking about it, so he was too lazy to think about it. He turned a few streets and came to the Four Seasons Medicine Hall again.

He really didn't dare to touch or eat the medicine on Yu Zhen.

He planned to come here to recognize the elixir again, and buy a few detoxification pills to prepare for the little field mouse.

……

……

The Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva Temple was gloomy and the smell of blood seemed to linger for a long time.

Looking at the sunken bluestone floor in the front yard, Fang Yunxiu almost didn't need to guess that she had only seen Han Chuijun who was so brutal.

Normal people, no matter how vicious the bandits were, would never kill even a dog...

Looking at the traces all over the temple and the yard, Fang Yunxiu's eyes twitched. She turned around and found nothing. When she was about to leave, she suddenly turned back.

Frowning and looking, Fang Yunxiu turned and left. She was very fast. After a while, she had returned to Lu's house.

In the backyard of Lu's house, Lu Bailing was sweating profusely. Seeing Fang Yunxiu with a heavy face, she hurriedly came to greet her.

Her tone was cold, and Lu Bailing was startled, and hurriedly replied:

After looking at Lu Bailing expressionlessly, Fang Yunxiu turned and left.