Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 546: Chapter 546Murder

Chapter 546: Chapter 546Murder

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Xu Qi'an did not ask to sit in the house, because it was very rude. In the absence of men in the house, doing so might even cause some gossip.

Of course, Xu Qi'an knew that the mother and daughter were alert and nervous, not because of the above concerns, but because of "something was wrong".

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

Hearing this, the little girl was stunned and looked at him blankly, with a kind of confusion because she was too young and didn't know how to deal with it.

The young woman didn't understand the official language, but when she saw her daughter's dull face, she immediately realized that something was wrong and hurried over.

Xu Qi'an squatted down, and before the little girl screamed, he reached out and touched her head, took the opportunity to activate his heart poison ability, and smiled:

"I am 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.

"Yes!"

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

Xu Qian'an took the opportunity to pass the small note to her arms, "Please give him the note."

After saying that, he looked at the chilblains on the back of the little girl's hands, and the thin shoes that were almost incapable of keeping out the cold. I think this pair of little feet are also covered with chilblains..

So he took out a few pieces of silver and stuffed them into the little girl's pockets along with the note: "Use the silver to buy candy."

The little girl took the note, but did not take the silver. She turned her head to look at her mother.

The young woman pursed her lips and stared at the silver. She wanted it but did not dare to take it. For a poor family, this small amount of silver could allow the family to eat meat for several days and buy a cotton-padded jacket for the children to spend the winter. "Yes!"

The young woman nodded vigorously.

The little girl stretched out her chilblained hands and held the silver tightly.

Xu Qi'an said goodbye and left immediately. As soon as he walked out of the yard, he heard the little girl's shout behind him. Looking back, she didn't catch up with him, but ran back to the house.

She quickly grabbed a handful of dried sweet potatoes and timidly handed them over to him in a flattering manner.

Xu Qi'an's eyes softened, and the result was dried sweet potatoes.

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

"I'll ask you something else, and if you answer me, I'll give you some more silver." Xu Qi'an smiled.

The little girl thought about it and nodded vigorously.

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

The little girl said: "My father asked me to call him Uncle Xian."

As for the past of her father's generation, she didn't know.

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

The little girl thought about it and said: "He rarely lives in my house."

Rarely? Xu Qian'an frowned and said, "Do you think Uncle Chai Xian is a good person?" "Yes, just like you, uncle."

The little girl nodded. The child has a very sharp intuition.

It's better to call him brother. After all, I'm always 18 years old... Xu Qian'an smiled and said, "What else?"

A casual question.

"I often have nightmares and daydream..." The little girl tilted her head, thought about it, and her eyes lit up: "Uncle Xian has six toes."

Xu Qian'an handed the silver to her as agreed, waved and left the village.

.......

Chai Mansion.

Zen Master Jingxin returned to the yard and found the monk Jingyuan, saying, "I checked and found that the death of the donor Chai Xing'er's ex-husband was related to the owner of the family, Chai Jianyuan."

Jingyuan nodded: "Tell me in detail."

A Zen master with precepts can basically find out anything he wants to find out.

Although it is not convenient to impose discipline on Chai Xing'er, it is okay to compromise and ask the servants in the mansion.

Jingxin asked the most about Chai Xian, and Chai Xing'er just asked about him in passing. Listening to his senior brother's story, the monk Jingyuan frowned and said:

"If everything is Chai Xing'er's lies, then Chai Xian may not be as we imagined, and he has dragon energy. It turns out that Chai Xing'er was a widow. I thought the man next to her was the son-in-law of the Chai Mansion."

Jingxin pondered and said, "This person can be asked, and he must know more."

At night.

The charcoal fire was blazing, and Li Lingsu hugged his beautiful wife, lying on the bed, covered with a brocade quilt. They had just finished exercising and were both sweating.

Chai Xing'er curled up lazily in his arms, revealing her round and white shoulders. Her fingertips drew circles on Li Lingsu's chest, and she said in a lazy tone:

"You are checking me!"

Li Lingsu, who was trapped in the sage time, had his pupils slightly contracted, and then returned to normal: "I can feel that you are hiding something 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 will be satisfied. It's not you who wants to check me, it's that Xu Qian."

Xing'er's intuition is still so terrible... 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 tell, but I feel that this person is not real enough and disguises everywhere. Of course, if he is a master of the extraordinary realm as you said, it is normal to disguise himself."

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

Chai Xing'er's tone was very certain.

"Why do you think so?" Li Lingsu remained calm.

"When those monks came, you left the house immediately. 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-grade monks in that group of monks. Logically speaking, if Xu Qian is really a master of the extraordinary realm, how could he be afraid of them? Either there is another reason, or there is someone behind these

monks, right, Li Lang?"

The conversation can't go on...... Li Lingsu turned over, pressed the beautiful wife under him, and smiled: "Xing'er is smart and clever, your husband will love you well."

The next day, early in the morning.

Xu Qian'an led the mare, with Mu Nanzhi sitting on the horse's back, and left Xiangzhou City.

The Demon Slaughtering Conference was held in Xianghe. The reason why it was chosen here was to avoid the people who were nosy. The rivers and lakes and the people have always been distinguished.

This is the consensus of the people of the rivers and lakes and the court, but the ordinary people themselves don't have this awareness and like to join in the fun.

The government opened up a site on the bank of the Xiang River, built a platform, laid

wooden boards, divided the area, etc.

All the forces that had reported to the Jianghu could be assigned a shed, while the forces that had not reported and the Jianghu people could only stand and watch.

After leaving the city, Xu Qiyan climbed on the horse, and rode with Mu Nanzhi on horseback,

rushing to the destination.

After half an hour, they finally saw the venue of the Demon Slaughter Conference, which was already crowded with people.

There were Jianghu people equipped with various weapons, and officers and soldiers

responsible for maintaining order.

The wind was strong and the cold was biting by the river, and many Jianghu forces had already

taken their seats in the shed.

"Random cultivators" like Xu Qiyan could only watch from afar outside the obstruction of

officers and soldiers.

"Senior?"

Suddenly, a surprised shout came from behind.

Xu Qi'an looked back and saw Wang Jun and Feng Xiu, who had "shared hardships" in the deserted temple that day. Both of them had gang backgrounds, but Xu Qi'an had forgotten

which gang they belonged to.

"It's you."

Xu Qi'an smiled and nodded.

Mu Nanzhi sat high on the horse, looking down at the two of them proudly.

Wang Jun, who was wearing a sword, asked in confusion: "As a senior, why didn't you go in?"

"Just to join in the fun."

Xu Qi'an explained casually.

Wang Jun was still wearing a black suit, but the style had changed. It was not the one he wore

that day.

Feng Xiu changed out of her neat shorts, with a jacket that outlined her girlish figure on the upper body and a fluffy long skirt on the lower body.

This outfit made her look both dignified and gentle like a woman, but it would not cause

restraint and prevent her from showing her skills.

"Everyone!"

The resonant voice spread, suppressing the noisy waves. The demon-slaying meeting of

hundreds of people quieted down, and everyone looked at the official standing on the high

platform.

"That's the prefect of Xiangzhou."

Feng Xiu whispered.

The prefect made an impassioned speech on the stage, denouncing Chai Xian's crimes and expressing deep regret for the murders in Xiangzhou and even Zhangzhou.

"This man is bloodthirsty. If he is not eliminated, Xiangzhou will not be at peace. The fact that all the heroes can gather here today is really a great justice. The villain Chai Xian is in

Xiangzhou......"

It has been two weeks since the murder of Chai Mansion. During this period, "Chai Xian" killed people everywhere. At first, he killed people from the underworld. A total of three gangs were destroyed.

There were 643 people from the underworld 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 bad intentions took the opportunity to cause chaos, or imitated Chai Xian to kill people and refine corpses, or broke into houses to commit murders.

Xu Qian'an listened for a long time before he knew that "Chai Xian" had committed so many

murders in Zhangzhou. No wonder there was a commotion like the Demon Slaughtering

Conference.

"That's not right. Killing so many people was just to frame Chai Xian and keep him?" Detective Xu Qian'an frowned, noticing the weirdness.

Before, his speculation was that the real murderer behind the scenes took advantage of Chai

Xian's extreme personality to frame him, and then used Chai Lan as a "hostage" to keep Chai Xian, and then waited for an opportunity to eliminate him.

But, with the ability to kill so many people, but not being able to track down a Chai Xian? And

I met Chai Xian the second day after I came to Xiangzhou, which was certainly the aggregation effect of the dragon energy.

But it also indirectly proved that Chai Xian's hiding was not so secretive, and besides, Chai

Xian himself was also tracking down the person who framed him.

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

"In this case, there are only two explanations. Either my speculation is wrong, or the real

murderer behind the scenes is a pervert who hates Chai Xian to the core and cannot be judged by normal people's thinking..."

The prefect said loudly: "From now on, this prefecture, Chai Xing'er of the Chai family, and

the gangs and families present will jointly issue a wanted order. Those who kill Chai Xian will be rewarded heavily."

All gangs and families responded one after another, and the outsiders were excited. Finally, the devil was going to be eliminated.

Compared with ordinary people, gangs and families in various places wanted to eradicate

Chai Xian more, because warriors have strong blood and are suitable for raising corpses. If

they are sixth-grade warriors with copper skin and iron bones, they can be directly refined into iron corpses.

Therefore, most of those who died at the hands of Chai Xian before were from the martial arts

world.

The prefect pressed his hand and turned his head to look at Chai Xing'er, who understood what he meant, walked out of the shed and stepped onto the stage.

Chai Xing'er is a widow, and there was a murder case in the Chai Mansion, so she wore a plain

long skirt today and put on light makeup. She has a cool and gentle temperament, which can arouse men's desire to protect her.

"Thank you for your response. This incident was caused by the Chai family. Xing'er feels extremely guilty for implicated all of you."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone shouted:

"Chai Xian is ungrateful and killed his father and relatives. What does it have to do with Aunt

Chai?"

"Yes, the Chai family is also a victim."

Chai Xing'er clasped her fists in thanks and continued, "For this Demon Slaying Conference,

the government, the Chai family, the Huangfu family, Chunyu Hall... will organize personnel to patrol various places and make sure to find Chai Xian. I hope everyone present can also

select disciples to participate."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone said, "Chai Xian himself is a fifth-grade Huajin,

and there are four iron corpses to help. If the patrol team encounters him, they will die. What should they do?"

Chai Xing'er turned her head to look at Jingxin, who was sitting with a Buddhist rosary in her

hand, and said:

"For this Demon Slaying Conference, the Chai family is fortunate to have invited Buddhist

monks to help."

The heroes present immediately looked at Jingxin and others.

The monks clasped their hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

A gang leader said loudly:

"Buddhist monks? Strange, I have lived in Xiangzhou for most of my life, but this is the first

time I have seen a Buddhist monk. How do you monks plan to help?"

Facing the questioning eyes of the crowd, Jingxin took off the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and said:

"This string of Buddhist beads has accompanied me for more than ten years. It has been refined by scriptures and has become spiritual over time. The seventy-two Buddhist beads are

one. The search team can take one. When they meet Chai Xian, they can infuse the beads with Qi, and I will know." Everyone's eyes lit up, and then turned to questioning. The prefect smiled and said:

"The monks have come from afar. I don't know how they are. If you don't mind, can you show

it to everyone?"

Chai Xing'er looked at Jingxin and said nothing.

Although with her introduction, these common people would not be rude, but if they want to

convince people, Buddhist monks cannot just rely on words.

Jingxin looked at his junior brother Jingyuan, who nodded, stepped out calmly, and looked around at the heroes:

"Who can make me take a step back?"

He said the rebellious words in a calm tone, as if he was stating the facts.

The eyebrows of the people in the martial arts world raised at the same time, which was a

naked provocation to the martial arts.

After Jingyuan finished speaking, he put his hands together, and a spot of gold paint on his eyebrows lit up and quickly spread all over his body.

In a moment, he seemed like a shining golden man.

"This, this is..."

A gang leader in gorgeous clothes examined 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 who can cultivate the Vajra Divine Art."

"This monk has some skills..."

The discussion suddenly sounded, and there were buzzing sounds everywhere.

Wang Jun murmured: "If I can cultivate the Vajra Divine Art, I will be the best master in

Zhangzhou."

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

Art."

The two came to their senses, Wang Jun looked around and asked in surprise: "Where is the senior?"

Feng Xiu then realized that the senior in the deserted temple had disappeared long ago.

Somewhere high in the sky far away from the site of the Demon Slaughter Conference, a huge pagoda stood in the air, and Xu Qian'an stood by the window, looking down.

The Xiang River meanders like a silver ribbon, the fields are irregularly distributed, and the

mountains and rivers are like raised earth mounds.

He held the fragment of the Earth Book and drove the pagoda to patrol the area of dozens of

miles, but he did not see the golden dragon shadow.

Time passed by minute by minute, and near noon, Xu Qi'an finally gave up, collected the

pagoda from the hidden place, and led the mare back to the location of the Demon Slaughter Conference.

The meeting here had just ended, and the bigwigs left in the carriage, and the wanderers who

came on foot also scattered.

"Senior!"

Xu Qi'an met Feng Xiu and Wang Jun again, and learned from them that the Buddhist monks

stole the limelight at the conference.

The monk who cultivated the Vajra Divine Art stood on the stage for a quarter of an hour. More

than a dozen people came on stage one after another, and no one could shake it. "What a powerful Vajra Divine Art. With such a monk participating, why worry about Chai

Xian not being eliminated? Buddhism is really powerful."

Wang Jun said excitedly.

Feng Xiuzhe shook his head: "I'm afraid Chai Xian will run away."

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

"Maybe he didn't receive your note."

Mu Nanzhi analyzed: "After all, he has left. Maybe he won't come back for several days?"

"It's possible! But with Chai Xian's character, he shouldn't give up such a good opportunity as

the Demon Slaughter Conference. Controlling the zombies to confront Chai Xing'er, for him,

at most he will lose a zombie, which is insignificant."

Xu Qi'an frowned: "Hasn't he always wanted to prove his innocence? What is he worried

about?"

Chai Xian did not show up, and Xu Qi'an's plan to take the opportunity to extract the dragon

energy failed. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. After thinking about it, he said:

"I'll go out for a while."

He rode the mare out of the city, all the way fast, the mare passed through the official road,

the ridge, the path, and arrived at the small village.

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

The courtyard door was closed.

He smelled a hint of blood.

"Bang!"

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

They fell in a pool of blood. The man's body was at 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 at the bedside.

The bodies were cold and stiff, and they had been dead for a long time. Based on the distribution of the bodies, it can be inferred that the man was killed first, and the woman subconsciously hugged her daughter in fear, trying to protect her, and was then killed.

The veins on Xu Qian'an's forehead jumped up, and they were prominent one by one.