I have a long pupil

Chapter 32

The next day, the autumn wind picked up.

Zhang Biao got up early before dawn, ate more than a dozen boiled eggs with rice porridge and pickles, and drank the boiled Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup in one gulp.

Punching, stance...

The practice was completed in less than half an hour.

Running the "Three Yang Jing", he can feel the heat flow slowly running in Ren Du's two channels.

The Ren meridian originates in the cell, runs in the middle of the ventral surface, and mostly intersects with the Sanyin and Yinwei meridians of the hands and feet, forming a sea of ​​yin meridians.

The governor vessel, running in the spine, mostly intersects with the three yang meridians of the hands and feet and the yangwei vessel, forming the sea of ​​yang vessels.

The first stage of the Three Yang Meridians is to open up these two meridians to form a circulation, like a big tree with roots, and then spread outwards to pass through all the meridians and acupoints, and finally reach the state of Sanyang Kaitai.

He could feel that the length of the heat flow was obviously increasing, and every time it was turned, the shoulders and the top of the head were like a furnace, and the heat was churning.

When the time comes, the real fire can be lit.

However, the price is not small.

Now I have to consume two servings of Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup a day, and my appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and my appetite is soaring.

The grade of Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup is still a bit low...

Zhang Biao was helpless, even the lowest grade decoction was the best substitute available in the world.

And the money is not enough.

You can only take one step and see one step.

Thinking of this, he turned and went back to his room to change into the official uniform of the six doors, put on the horizontal knife and the hook, and prepared to go to the Yamen to do some work.

Originally, the night patrol lasted three days, and the rest of the time could be rested, but a large number of silver-medal headhunters were selected to investigate Lianhuazong, and they were about to take over some cases in the capital.

Boom boom boom!
As soon as he reached the yard, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, it turned out that it was Old Zhou next door.

He smiled attentively, and held two big roosters in his hands, with huge combs, full of energy, and kept thumping.

"Zhang Butou, this is what I found in other houses. They are all old, and it took a lot of talking before I changed hands..."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

Zhang Biao quickly took out a tael of silver, "Next, I will trouble you."

Father Zhou took it with a smile on his face, "No trouble, no trouble, as long as the head catcher is satisfied."

After all, turn around and leave.

Zhang Biao locked the two big roosters into the chicken coop in the courtyard, and couldn't help but said with distress: "Mom, if this continues, the chickens won't be able to eat anymore."

There are requirements for the Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup. Tiger bones are fine, but the chicken must be a big rooster from the previous year, so that the yang energy will be strong.

He almost ate up all the big roosters in the workshop, so he had to ask Father Zhou to find them in other workshops.

Where should I get the money?

Zhang Biao was absent-minded, locked the courtyard door, strode and disappeared into the street...

……

Next door, Father Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Biao leave through the crack of the door.

His son Zhou Dalang came out with a limp, his body was covered with chicken feathers, and he said with a distressed expression: "Father, let's tell Catcher Zhang."

"What do you know?!"

Father Zhou stared at him, "Catcher Zhang is a good man, but he is also an official. If a tiger doesn't eat people, it doesn't mean he can't!"

"If he has a wrong mind, it's too late for you to cry."

After that, he took his son to the woodshed.

clap la la...

Before it got close, there was a sound from inside.

I could only hear the wooden frame inside tumbling, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, and the ash from the eaves rustling down.

Father Zhou reprimanded: "You didn't tie it tightly?"

His son swallowed, "It was tied a few times just now."

The two of them looked at each other and rushed into the house.

I saw that inside the house, the firewood shelf had collapsed.

In the messy pile of firewood, a big rooster with red feathers and green tail is flopping, and the hemp rope on his body has been scattered.

This rooster is strong and majestic, not only is it larger than ordinary roosters, but also has sarcoma on its comb, which is as bright red as blood, and a pair of thick claws, as if painted with gold paint.

No matter how you look at it, it is extraordinary.

"What a beast!"

Father Zhou and his son hurried forward, held down the cock and tied it tightly, and tied the beak tightly with a leather sheath.

After a lot of tossing, both of them were covered in chicken feathers and were in a panic.

But the smile on Father Zhou's face was hard to hide, "This beast pecked to death other chickens, and even blinded the eyes of the boar. I have lived most of my life, old man, and I have never seen such a appearance."

"I heard that the emperor liked cockfighting when he was young. The auspiciousness of other people can't compare to ours!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at his son with kindness in his eyes, "My son is kind-hearted, but it's a pity that he was disabled by the wicked, and he raised pigs with his father. It stinks and makes people look down on him."

"When dad finds a good way, he will go to offer auspiciousness and make arrangements for you. When dad goes to see your mother, he will also have an explanation..."

"Father, the boy just wants to be by his side to fulfill his filial piety."

"What nonsense are you talking about, let's go."

With a creak, the door of the firewood room was closed tightly.

The light also dimmed.

The big rooster that fell on the ground suddenly raised its head, its eyes changed from dull to lively, full of wildness and fierceness.

Bang!
The chicken head poked hard on the iron nail next to it, and the leather case loosened a lot...

………………

"At the end of yesterday, a group of masked criminals rushed into Taifeng Yinzhuang and stole more than [-] taels of silver from the cabinet. The bodyguards guarded the hospital and suffered heavy casualties..."

"According to the surviving guards, this group of people spoke with a Northwest accent, and their weapons were all sabers. They suspected that Mobei sword bandits had sneaked in..."

"Captain Zhang, I will leave this case to you."

In the police room, a silver medal headhunter handed the dossier to Zhang Biao, shook his head and said:
"The gang of knife bandits are fierce. Originally, the silver medal catcher was responsible for this matter, but now there is a shortage of manpower. Among the young people, if you have good skills, you should take some responsibility."

"Cheng Butou, don't worry."

Zhang Biao nodded, turned and left with the file.

"Brother Biao, what's the case?"

As soon as he went out, Tie Shouming and Wang Xin who were waiting outside came forward to ask.

"Robbery, suspected knife bandit."

Zhang Biao gave an overview of the case.

Wang Xin gasped, "Niang Le, those guys are not easy to mess with, I'm afraid I have to ask the Jinwu Guard for help."

Zhang Biao shook his head and said, "Let's see first."

……

Taifeng Yinzhuang is located in Xuanpingfang, Beicheng.

Unlike Nancheng, although it is not adjacent to the imperial city, most of the residents are officials from the court.

The streets in the square are clean and tidy, and there is no beggar in sight. Even the teahouses and restaurants are elegantly decorated, and it costs a lot of money to eat once.

Taifeng Yinzhuang is dedicated to serving these officials.

When the three of Zhang Biao arrived, they saw that the blood stains at the door had turned black. Fangzheng heard the news and brought Marquis Wu and a wounded man.

"I've seen a few headhunters."

Fangzheng's surname was Li, he was dressed as a member of the staff, and he looked a little rich, and sighed: "The shopkeeper Hu of Yinzhuang died tragically, and he was doing white things at home."

"This is the only nursing home that survived yesterday. Its name is Lu Cheng. If you want to catch the head, just ask him."

The nursing home was seriously injured, but he was shrewd and protected his vitals, but his arm was cut several times and his hamstring was broken, making him unable to walk.

Zhang Biao winked, and Tie Shouming and Wang Xin immediately stepped forward to ask for a statement.

This is also the case handling rules of the six doors.

The catcher asks first, and then he checks out the omissions and fills in the vacancies. After passing the case after case, he screens and recommends and is promoted to the headhunter.

The two asked outside, while Zhang Biao walked into Yinzhuang, looking at the messy scene, the knife marks on the beams, waving his hands back and forth, thoughtful.

Soon, the two of Wang Xin entered the door.

Tie Shouming cupped his hands and said: "Sir, that Lu Huwei is a disciple of Cangzhou Five Elements Boxing, and he is also considered a famous teacher. He came to the capital to hang out as soon as he came out of the mountain."

"According to him, although those people are masked, they have a fishy smell on their bodies, they speak with a Northwestern accent, and their sword skills are also varied. They must be sword bandits."

"Sure?"

Zhang Biao said without turning his head: "It's enough for the knife bandits to rob the business, whoever has nothing to do and runs to the capital, and if he runs, he will be a nest..."

"How many people spoke?"

"How many people did he fight against?"

"Did the knife bandits leave anything behind?"

Tie Shouming looked embarrassed, "This subordinate knows his mistake, so go ask."

After all, leave in a hurry.

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly. Tie Shouming used to be an escort and knew the ways of the rivers and lakes, but the way of investigating the case was not clear, and he hadn't turned the corner yet.

After a while, Tie Shouming hurried back again, with a serious expression on his face, "My lord, I've made it clear."

"There are only two people talking."

"Lu Huwei was besieged by three people, but he knew what he was capable of, so the other party kept his hand."

"Also, a knife was dropped at the scene."

After all, Wang Xin handed over a knife with both hands next to him.

Zhang Biao took it, stroked the blade lightly with his fingertips, flicked it again, and listened to the sound.

Tie Shouming said in a low voice: "My lord, it looks like someone has framed you..."

Zhang Biao nodded, "It smells fishy, ​​just put some sheep oil on it, cover your face, and deliberately keep your mouth alive, of course there is a problem."

He said while looking at the saber.

Broken Saber (Van)

1. The knife has a wide back and a thin blade, and the blade is relatively heavy. It is a typical saber, which is conducive to chopping immediately. Forged 20 years ago, the blade is damaged.

2. The yellow sand is long, and the wildfire starts a prairie fire. This knife was once infested with countless blood, and finally buried with its owner in the ground, and was discovered by a caravan.

3. As a murder weapon, it is worth nothing now, all that remains is to divert attention...

4. Brother, I'm sorry...

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned and went out and asked, "Li Fangzheng, how many brothers are there in the Hu family's residence?"

(End of this chapter)