Lan Ruochan

Chapter 270
Feng Monu soon got the news and flew down to Zhuliu Camp.

At this time, the Fengmo team had been taken down by all the Ben people.
Feng Jian was tied up behind his back and held a piece of paper in his mouth, huh huh it was unfair, but it was difficult to make a sound.

Feng Monu asked sullenly,
"What does nephew mean?"

It was Ben Qing who had met Feng Mo Nu with the courtesy of a junior, and answered proudly, neither humble nor overbearing,

"Feng Shibo, if you ask my nephew what's his intention, it's a bit out of order.

Feng Jian violently committed a murder, and was accidentally seen by his nephew's people, so he deliberately killed people to silence him!
Feng Enren was injured by him, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, everyone in the Zhuliu camp saw it with their own eyes.

Now the dead, the wounded, the murder weapon, and witnesses are all there,
Is Shibo going to question his nephew instead? "

Feng Monu was shocked, and hurriedly asked the two little Feng Mo bosses who were tied up,

The two told what they had seen, Feng Monu was still half-believing,
I asked a few more servants from Zhuliu Camp, and finally I specifically asked Li Ping'er, the person concerned, and the answers I got were generally the same.

Everyone saw Feng Jian alone, almost killing Feng and Li.

The yellow-faced man's name is Pei Jiezai, and people in the Jianghu gave him the nickname Golden Gunman, so he can be regarded as a party figure.

Although no one except Li Ping'er mentioned the cause of Pei Zaizai's death, Feng Xiaoting was seriously injured a few days ago and couldn't move, and Li Ping'er was a helpless little woman. It seems to have the ability to kill such strong opponents.

Feng Monu frowned, and asked to have Feng Xiaoting's injuries examined.

It was Benzi who was furious, and he didn't care about his dignity, so he broke out on the spot.

He tore open Feng Xiaoting's front, blood gushed out immediately, but the latter still felt no pain, obviously unconscious,

"Does this still need to be tested?
Do I need to spoil him again?

A few days ago when the village was the most chaotic, Brother Feng was running around to rescue me and was not in the village.

After I returned to the village, Brother Feng blocked the villain's sword for me again, and I already lost half my life.

Do you still doubt him now?
I know that Feng Jian is the adoptive son of the throne, but now it is found out that the murderer is him, you can't face it,
But please stop messing with my people! "

It was Ben Qing's words that were true, leaving Feng Monu powerless to refute.

The two victims who survived the first scene,

One is a dead man brought by Benzi, who was not in the village a few days ago.

One was a weak woman with a clear identity, and Feng Sanniang had personally testified her innocence.

It doesn't make sense to say that they were planted to frame Feng Jian, or that they were related to the murders in the past few days.

But looking back at the enclosure...

Although he is his adopted son and has followed him for more than ten years, he is a slave trader of unknown origin after all...

Secret organizations such as Tianzong, Baoyi, and Hulu have all trained some teenagers, controlled their parents, and then packaged them as orphans and slaves and sent them undercover everywhere.

Is it difficult?
Although Feng Monu didn't want to believe it, but the evidence was so strong that he had no choice but to set his sights on Feng Jian.

A fountain of blood gushed out from the mouth of the seal, and he had bitten off the rope that tied the title at some point.

No, he's going to chew his tongue and kill himself!
Feng Monu rushed forward, but he was a member of the Ben tribe, but he didn't realize it, so he blocked it with his sword raised.

"He's chewing his tongue, he's chewing his tongue!"

At this time, Feng Monu felt that he was in the wrong, so he didn't force it, so he could only remind him loudly.

Zhang Linpeng has sharp eyes and quick hands, he threw Feng Jian down as soon as he heard the words, stuffed some pieces of cloth in his mouth at random, and greeted all around,
"Get charcoal, get charcoal, get some charcoal!"

The first snow has fallen in the northern country, and a place like Zhuliuying, where gold is sold, naturally has to offer charcoal fires in the houses.

Soon someone brought the charcoal.

Zhang Linpeng poked up the red-hot charcoal with his sword, and stuffed it into the mouth of the seal.

Fengjian let out a few whines in his nasal cavity, his whole body convulsed, and he passed out with his neck twisted.

Feng Monu watched all this helplessly, but couldn't stop it.

Feng Jian chewed his tongue, the only way to keep him alive was to immediately stop the bleeding and prevent sores.

Burning charcoal to burn blood vessels and using ashes to stop bleeding is probably the most direct and effective method at present.

After Feng Jian's wounds were healed, it was Ben Qing who graciously handed over all the members of the Fengmo team.

"Uncle Shi, nephew doesn't want to be your enemy.

For today's matter, my nephew only wants to save his brother first.

The people under Shi Bo, I returned them all intact.

As for the matter of Feng Jian, you have also seen it just now.

I believe Shibo will deal with it fairly.

There are many things in the little nephew's family, and Brother Feng also needs medical treatment urgently.

The nephew will not waste the uncle's time.

Goodbye Tenshou. "

Feng Monu looked at the limp Fengjian, and had no choice but to have someone carry him back first.

Feng Jian was originally a barbarian who traded slaves, and he couldn't read a few big characters. Once his tongue was cut off, he couldn't even express a complete sentence.

What's more, piles of ironclad evidence point to him.

Feng Monu thought about it carefully, and realized that most of the people in the village were unprepared for Feng Jian,
His swordsmanship was taught by himself. Although it is not as good as his second brother Lu Wei, it is definitely first-class in the world.

If he gets into trouble suddenly, maybe...

Could it really be him?

Once the seeds of such suspicion were planted, all of Feng Jian's actions seemed to be an admission of guilt in his eyes.

He was furious, he ran away, he threw tables and chairs, he beat the interrogators...

He is pleading guilty!
Feng Monu and Feng Jian love each other like father and son, they have lived together for more than ten years, but they still couldn't bear to take his life.

At dusk, the ancient road, the west wind, the skinny horse,

One person and one rider were expelled from Yijing Village.

Easy water cold, colder heart,
The slender shadow dragged from the far side of the road to the bottom of Dazhai, which seemed to express the rider's reluctance.

Feng Monu stood on the gate of the village, crying, but a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.

The inner ghost who had been hiding so deeply was finally found out.

At this time, Lu Wei was not feeling very well.

Feng Jian is a good brother who fought side by side with him and shared adversity.

The memories between the two are full of youth and passion.

In order to understand what was going on, he repeatedly asked the members of the Fengmo team for confirmation, and even went to Zhuliu Camp several times.

However, the stories he heard were all the same.

After a day and a night of brewing, the Fengjian murder incident has become a story like a legend.
The sword move used by the madman, the process of fighting, the arrangement in advance, and the dialogue were all well-known.

Even the murder of Feng Sanniang and Ximen Guangda a few days ago has already been filled in with details.

It's just a matter of matching the tune and finding a singer to sing the lyrics.

But he still had a little luck in his heart, and even thought of going to find Ben Qing and ask Feng Xiaoting personally,
It's just that the people of the Ben tribe were very wary of him, so they had to give up in the end.

But he never expected that it was Ben Qing who would come to the door on his own initiative, bring a pot of wine and turn to complain to him.

There was no gap in the communication between young people, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, the two quickly talked about everything.

Although Ben Qing complained about Feng Jian fiercely, she still seemed to be concerned about Lu Wei's feelings, and her words were extremely restrained.

Lu Wei knew that he wanted to stay in Germany, and he was very grateful.

The two of them drank to the point where they felt a little hot, so Lu Wei tore open the front of his front and went to get the wine again.

It was Ben Qing who snorted, pointed at Lu Wei's chest and asked,

"How can Brother Lu have such a tattoo on his body?"

(End of this chapter)