Thriller Paradise

Constable Fang was 43 years old and of medium build.

He had a very square face, but between his brows, there was a faint cold and murderous aura.

The moment he walked into the inn, all the experienced people who saw him had a common understanding in their hearts that Yingying was not someone to be trifled with.

They were right ...

The fangjin in front of him, his stamina, martial arts, experience ... Were all at the peak of his career.

In the six Fan School, he could be considered one of the best.

If not for that, he would not have been sent to such a small border town at such a time.

"Shopkeeper." After Fang Jin stepped into the inn, he looked ahead and said these three words.

"This lowly one greets old master!" The shopkeeper of the ke Lai Xuan hurriedly responded and came out from the counter to welcome him,""May I ask what instructions does master have?"

Fang Jin didn\'t even look at him,"let me ask you ... The one lying outside, is he a customer of your shop?."

"Uh ..." The innkeeper had nothing to hide, because things like today had happened several times in the past month, and it wasn\'t the first time he and Fang Jin had such a conversation."It\'s ... It\'s the person who lives in my shop."

"Alright," he said. Fang Jin immediately said,"the body, I\'ll take it away ..." As he spoke, he took out some scattered silver from his arms, clenched the silver in his fist, and extended it to the shopkeeper."This money ... Was found on the body. Take a look, how much do you need to pay for his accommodation and the broken things?"

"Oh, oh!" The shopkeeper raised his voice."Master, look at what you\'re saying ... In my small shop, how much can a small thing like this be worth ... As for the shop fee ... He ... He has already paid for it."

Although the shopkeeper was very greedy, he was not stupid. He knew that there was money that Qianqian could take, but there was still some money ... That she would rather die than touch.

"Oh ... Is that so ..." Fang Jin mumbled and kept the money. Throughout the entire process, he did not let go of the silver in his hand."Then ... I\'ll ... Hand the money over to the government."

"Oh, old master." The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded and bowed."Who in this town doesn\'t know that you\'re an upright and honest man who has been reincarnated ... This money will be at your disposal. It won\'t go to waste."

"Hmph ..." Hearing this, Fang Jin glanced at the inn\'s lobby and sneered, then turned and left.

"Alright, alright, disperse! There\'s nothing to see!" As soon as he went out, he made a few noises and dispersed the surrounding onlookers. Then, he called a few bailiffs he had brought with him to roll up the body and put it on the cart. Then, he left.

This wasn\'t Fang Jin\'s first time doing this, and it wouldn\'t be his last time either.

In this era, the Imperial court and the martial arts world had returned to the state of "well water does not interfere with river water"; As long as the common people weren\'t involved, the officials usually wouldn\'t care about those killings in the martial world. Anyway, it\'s unnecessary to care about it. It\'s easier for the government to let you seek revenge.

Hence, with the current situation in Linji town, whenever a dead person appeared, fangjin only needed to show his face and confirm that the dead person was a martial artist before he could collect the body and leave. If the deceased had a family member or someone from the same sect who could dispose of the body on their own, then the trouble of collecting the body could be saved.

However, Fang Jin didn\'t mind doing this kind of corpse collection work a few more times, the reason ... Everyone saw it.

This group of Jianghu people had some money on them, and it was not more or less. It was to the extent that no one would say anything if you embezzled it.

Of course, Fang Jin was a thoughtful and careful person ... Even if no one said anything, he still had to talk to the shopkeeper in front of many people.

No matter how fake their act was, at least there was nothing wrong with the plot. In the future, if anyone wanted to make a fuss about this matter, they would not be able to find any evidence.

From this, it was clear that Fang Jin was an experienced old man ...

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After finishing his official duties, Fang Jin ordered the constables to transport the bodies back to the nearby county government as soon as possible. He went to a tea shop at the entrance of the town and ordered a bowl of hot tea and a few steamed cakes.

Fang Jin was a Constable who was good at "making money," but he rarely spent his money on food, drinks, and entertainment.

He was not particular about what he ate, and he never drank. He could wear an arrester\'s Green robe from year to year; Even when it came to women, he was extremely restrained.

This kind of self-discipline and "restraint" was an extremely valuable quality.

Many people couldn\'t even live a day like this, but they could live for a year, ten years, twenty years ...

Therefore, he was able to stay awake most of the time.

Therefore, he rarely revealed his flaws and weaknesses.

Therefore, his martial arts and physical strength were outstanding among his peers.

More importantly, he could use the money that others spent on food and entertainment to do more meaningful things.

In the officialdom, it was very important to leave some "wealth". It was useful to increase one\'s official rank, and it was even more useful to survive in a desperate situation ... No one knew when the boat you were on would capsize. When that time came,"money" would be a life-saving driftwood, and those who had nothing could only sink into the abyss with the boat.

Kachadha

"What?" Just as Fang Jin was about to put the second steamed bun into his mouth, suddenly, the sword on his waist ... In the scabbard shook slightly.

If it were someone else, they might not have noticed this little movement, and even if they did, they would not care.

Perhaps the tip of the scabbard had touched the chair, or perhaps the scabbard had been blown by the wind and touched something, or perhaps someone had passed by and touched it ...

No one would think too much about it.

However, the moment the blade trembled, Fang Jin\'s entire body tensed up.

"Who is it?" He immediately asked himself this question in his mind, and began to observe the passers-by around him without changing his expression.

It was afternoon, so there weren\'t many people going in and out of the town. However, it was the only main road in the town, so there were quite a lot of pedestrians and carriages.

Fortunately, Fang Jin quickly found the person he was looking for in the ordinary crowd ...

It was a woman, a woman with a knife.

She was dressed in white, her posture was beautiful, and her gait was strong.

She had used a piece of cloth to cover most of her face, leaving only the part above her nose exposed. However, just her eyes and forehead were enough to make people conclude that she was a beauty.

"There\'s such a thing ..." At this moment, Fang Jin didn\'t have the time to think about whether the woman\'s covered face was really beautiful. He only cared about the pair of blades on her waist.

Fang Jin knew that the vibration of his blade was a resonance.

Very few people knew that Fang Jin\'s blade was not an ordinary blade.

Even though this saber was sheathed in a very ordinary scabbard and looked no different from the waist sabers used by ordinary bailiffs, it was still a saber.

But ... Fang Jin himself knew that the one hanging on his waist was one of the four great divine weapons, the Blue Bird.

Holding a Jade hook on a true Pearl, locking the building with spring hatred.

The green bird does not send a message to the clouds, and the lilac bears sorrow in the rain.

These were the four phrases that everyone in the martial arts world knew. The four phrases [Jade hook],[heavy building],[green bird], and [lilac] corresponded to four divine weapons.

[Jade hook] was a scimitar in the shape of a \'wugou\', and it was made from a strange black jade. The last time he had been seen was in one of Wang Qiong\'s Treasury.

[Multi-story building] was a halberd, a halberd with a \'hollow\' in the middle; Because it was hollow, it was as light as a bamboo pole. However, after it was stained with blood, it would absorb the blood into the halberd. The more blood it absorbed, the redder the color of the building, the heavier it became, and the more violent it became ... Legend had it that after killing thousands of people in a row, the power of the building could split mountains and split seas.

However, the multi-story building was the only one out of the four divine weapons whose whereabouts were unknown. No one had ever dared to Pat their chest and say that they had seen the real multi-story building. Everyone had only heard about it from hearsay. Therefore, there were also rumors that the building was a fabricated weapon, and it was only made up to be used with the other three to compose a poem.

The [Azure bird] was a short knife, slightly smaller than the waist knife used by a bailiff. It was undoubtedly in Fang Jin\'s hands. Fang Jin had inherited it from his master, Meng Qing.

As for the [Ding Xiang], it was a sword, and the current owner of this sword was called Xie Wuhua.

This Xie Wuhua is the young master of the Xie family, a famous martial arts sect. His ancestor should be no stranger to you. He was the legendary swordsman Xie San.

In the years after the "Cang Ling sword debate," the Xie family also rose and fell, floating up and down. When it was passed down to the previous generation \'s "scholar swordsman Xie Xiuwen," it flourished again. Xie Wuhua was the eldest grandson of Xie Xiuwen.

In the previous article, the young man who was called "young master" in the inn\'s lobby was Xie Wuhua. The "uncle Liu" next to him was also a famous figure in Jianghu when he was young. People called him "Liu Xilai". However, Liu Xilai suffered a crushing defeat at the age of forty. Not only was he seriously injured, but he was also disabled. He originally wanted to retire from the martial world, but fortunately, Xie Xiuwen took him in and later became a manager of the Xie family.

Back to the main topic, it was time to talk about this side.

There was a saying,"when the green bird cries, the divine weapon appears." Fang Jin\'s master, Meng Qing, had told him that the green bird was a blade with intelligence. If there were other divine weapons around it, it would react.

Therefore, after feeling the sound of the blade, Fang Jin thought that one of the other three God weapons had appeared nearby, but he didn\'t expect that ... After searching, he found that the only master with a strong aura in the vicinity was a dual-blade user.

"Could it be ... That there is a fifth divine weapon in this world?" Just as Fang Jin was muttering to himself, his [green bird] suddenly trembled again ...