In Jiangnan, the court would equate a son-in-law with a servant and recruit him into the army, which shows his low status.
Gao Jian's real name was Zhao Jian, but he took his wife's surname after marrying into his wife.
His wife, the Gao family, has been a fisherman for generations. Because her ancestors had accumulated some wealth, they simply recruited a son-in-law to act as a male son so that they could go fishing easily.
The adopted son-in-law has always been humble. To be fair, the Gao family was kind to Gao Jian, so why did he end up being killed?
What's even more strange is that after Gao Jian killed his wife, he killed two women one after another during his escape. According to investigation, Gao Jian and the woman were strangers to each other, so why did he act so viciously?
"Chief of the Street, I have something to report." Just at this moment, a soldier came towards the door and stood outside the door asking to see him.
Feng Zheng immediately sat upright, brushing off the image of a playboy, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"
The soldiers hesitated: "When my subordinates were patrolling the ruined temple in the east of the city, they found Gao Jian hiding in the temple. However, that guy was very strong... It took a lot of effort for the rest of us..."
Feng Zheng took the words angrily: "Did someone escape?"
The soldier hurriedly explained: "My subordinates really didn't expect that he was so strong, so they were careless."
Feng Zheng waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you guys won't follow suit."
After Gao Jian fled, the streets and alleys of the city were covered with wanted posters.
This was good news. The corpses of the Qinhuai singers were not yet cold, and three more women died in one fell swoop.
This incident made people panic, and every night, people in the city rushed to their homes.
It was night, the wind was freezing, and under the dim yellow lamp, a figure stood.
The figure stared at the portrait on the wall and read: "The murderer Gao Jian is on the run, and a heavy reward is being offered for his capture..."
"There are some good men in the world." She lowered her eyes and sneered. When she raised her eyes again, she seemed to be stunned. She pulled out the hairpin with her bare hands and stabbed it hard at the portrait, scratching the wanted poster over and over again.
A man's face.
"They all deserve to die."
"Damn."
"Die-die-die!"
At Mao hour, in Jinling Temple, morning drums sounded loudly.
The monks played rosary beads, burned incense and worshiped the Buddha, and the hall was filled with smoke.
There was a muffled sound in the supposedly solemn Buddhist hall, and the monks opened their eyes one after another, only to see Master Daoxuan lying on the ground, with the scriptures in front of him spattered with blood.
Everyone quickly helped him up and found that the eminent monk had died.
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For several days in a row, soldiers from time to time encountered civilians being killed while out patrolling.
Feng Zheng sent more men to strengthen the guards inside and outside the city.
Wuhoupu was extremely busy, and the Yamen was also overwhelmed. One case was not settled, and another was raised.
For a time, everyone in Jinling City was in danger.
Inside the inn, Liu Ruyan also looked gloomy.
According to the prompts, the next Xuan Kun Seal will appear in the palace.
She has been looking for a good opportunity to enter the palace, but the streets and alleys are full of policemen and soldiers, and the guards are very tight.
Looking at the arrest warrants posted at the market entrance, Liu Ruyan became increasingly uneasy.
"Jinling has always been prosperous, but now it's closed and it's like a dead city." She said, "It's a little weird, but I can't explain why."
Shen Yanchu stood by the railing, his cold eyes slightly condensed, and he opened his lips and said: "The people in the city have different emotions."
She looked puzzled.
Shen Yanchu stretched out his fingertips and touched the center of her eyebrows, "The sky has four seasons and five elements, which produce cold, heat, dryness, dampness, and wind. People have five internal organs that transform into five qi, which produce joy, anger, worry, and fear."
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Ruyan's forehead glowed brightly.
A ball of anger seemed to burst out before his eyes, spreading to the end of the horizon.
In an instant, scorch marks were everywhere.
At this time, Liu Ruyan was suddenly startled.
She saw several corpses lying prostrate on the ground at her feet, with indescribably weird postures.
Following the empty eye sockets, she saw not far away the crumbling plaque of the Pavilion.
The fire was boiling and burning, and in the sea of fire, a man looked at her silently.
The man was wearing a navy blue double-breasted cloak. When the ashes were raised, the embroidery on the inside of the cloak was revealed.
——Buddha holding flowers in hand.
There was a ringing in my ears.
It's him!
She stared at the man closely, and the smoke was rising and falling. She seemed to see the backyard of Yao Shengchen, and Cang Zhu fell to the ground and died, refusing to close her eyes.
She saw Uncle Quan, saw Xiao Yang, and saw Ah Chao.
I saw them being picked alive with their hand tendons and legs broken, covered with stone paint, and struggling desperately in the fire, like ants, crawling towards the open door until they were swallowed up by the fire.
Those vivid faces, those charred bones.
She hates it to the core!
Liu Ruyan stared angrily, raised her hand to draw the knife, gritted her teeth and rushed towards the man.
Kill him.
Kill him.
kill!
Hanyue Knife struck down hard...
Liu Ruyan's eyes turned red at this moment, and she attacked the person in front of her regardless of the situation.
"Ruyan——"
Suddenly, a soft call came to my ears. The sound was distant, like a sudden rain falling from the sky, extinguishing the boiling sea of fire and extinguishing the desolate sky.
Put out the anger in her heart.
Broken beams, scorched corpses, and the Yanyan Pavilion have all faded away. Outside the window, the autumn wind is still biting.
Hanyue's knife paused in mid-air.
Liu Ruyan was panting, her chest rising and falling. She saw the man standing in front of her clearly and said, "Shen Yanchu?"
She put down her machete as if she had no strength and sat in front of him.
Just now she was screaming in her heart to kill the person in front of her.
Liu Ruyan raised her head, "Is this anger?"
Shen Yanchu looked at her calmly, "The Burning Heart Jue can control a person's seven emotions, and it can arouse the anger deep in the heart."
He turned his eyes and looked at the passers-by downstairs, "It seems that someone has controlled the people in the city and committed crimes in anger."
It was the first time Liu Ruyan heard that someone killed someone with anger, and she was quite shocked, "Who is it?"
Shen Yanchu thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "With this person's ability, even the high-level techniques of the Cang Ming Sect can't do it. Unexpectedly, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
"Do you have a way to crack it?" If we can't find the source, we can solve the problem.
Under her gaze, the other party looked away, coughed twice, and said slowly: "Not yet."
"..."
The martial arts idiot Shen Yanchu actually had moments when he was at a loss.
"Brother Liu, Brother Shen." There was a knock on the door outside the house.
The next moment, Jin Buhuan pushed the door open and entered.
Shen Yanchu nodded, "Mr. Jin."
Jin Buhuan casually found a few benches and said, "What are you doing standing there? Come, sit down and talk."
Shen Yanchu frowned at him, "What's the good news?"
Jin Buhuan shook his head and laughed, "Brother Shen is still good at observing words and expressions. No, this young master has brought you a piece of news."
After saying that, he knocked on the table, indicating something.
Liu Ruyan took a cup, filled it with tea for him, and pushed it in front of Jin Buhuan, "Stop being so pretentious and tell me quickly."
"Tsk, Brother Liu is so ruthless. I have put in a lot of effort to bring you news. Look at my robe, the corners are wrinkled, and my shoes are stained with mud."
"In that case, I would like to thank Brother Jin in advance." Liu Ruyan pretended to be polite and gave him a big salute.
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it." Jin Buhuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Tell me, what's the news?" Shen Yan started to speak, his voice was calm.
Jin Buhuan was sitting opposite him. At this moment, he shivered unexpectedly and couldn't help but hold back his clothes.
"I heard that the birthday banquet of the ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty will be held in three days. In order to please the ruler, an official invited Master Yan from Dali who is good at puppetry. If Brother Liu wants to enter the palace, he might as well pretend to be Master Yan."