The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 67
The night in Beijing is always covered with a layer of gray haze.

The iron shoes stepped on, and the rustling sound was endless.

Cui Jiangmao followed Fu Yuhuan with his waist bent, looking timidly at the surrounding streets and alleys.

"Boss..." Cui Jiang smiled awkwardly, "You come out to patrol the streets too."

"have a look."

Fu Yuhuan was dressed up and nodded calmly.

He doesn't give people the feeling of aloofness, but a kind of inherent barrier. Anyone who sees him will think that he must be a master at first sight.

Zheng Nian also summed it up well, "Don't talk well, pretend to be a master."

But this is not Fu Yuhuan's fault, his life experience has created his character and attitude towards things and people.

Even though Fu Yuhuan's EQ was zero, Zheng Nian could tell at a glance that his IQ was far superior to that of ordinary people, which is why he now has the position of head catcher.

If Zheng Nian relied on his seasoned experience and analysis of people to investigate cases, then Fu Yuhuan relied on his strong observation skills, extraordinary memory and sharp thinking.

But he is very simple, pure like a piece of white paper.

White paper walks down the street.

He didn't come to watch the night, but to do what Zheng Nian had entrusted to him.

After a few steps along with the night watch team, he disappeared into the alley. Cui Jiang looked around suspiciously, but didn't dare to say anything.

There are countless folk houses in Chang'an County.

The farther you are from the shops and the city, the more complicated the roads will be. But at this time, Fu Yuhuan is familiar with the roads. The most he has done in the past half a month is to get familiar with the entire Chang'an County.

Squatting on the wall and looking into the yard, this is the third time he has come here, but he has never been able to take a step inside.

In the past, Jin Yiwei had been guarding here and never gave him a chance.

Today, Jin Yiwei withdrew.

Fu Yuhuan did not enter rashly, but looked around and waited for a quarter of an hour to ensure that there was no disturbance around him before turning into the courtyard wall.

His expression was very focused, like a leopard walking through the dark forest, without a sound under his feet.

The whole body is bowed, which is an innate ability. After living in the desert and jungle for more than ten years, he has already become accustomed to surviving in harsh environments.

He is extremely sensitive to danger.

In the dark, he is like a seasoned beast.

The snoring of beggars kept coming and going, this was the first night when Jin Yiwei was withdrawn, presumably there would be many uninvited guests here.

This courtyard is the location where Master Long Yin found her after the Gu training saint child escaped from Honglu Temple.

After Zheng Nian cracked the big case and Wu Siyan personally captured the Gu training child, the tragedy here was also directly taken over by the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple.

Chang'an County only received a death notice and an order to close the door, but no other information.

Zheng Nian's preliminary investigation could only find out that this is a well-known family, and the family is full of martial arts people, who have entered the Qing Palace as guests with considerable strength.

On the night of the incident, there were 56 members of the family, and 53 of them died of Gu poison.

Stepping into the main hall, the night wind is bleak, and the moonlight is shining obliquely.

Fu Yuhuan's nasal cavity trembled, and he smelled a puff of breath.

It is murderous.

Murderous intent hidden in the dark.

The knife flashed.

Fu Yuhuan moved slightly, and moved half a step to the right, but this half step saved his life.

The floor on the left side had been smashed. Fu Yuhuan looked up and saw a person squatting on the roof. His figure was very short, and it seemed that he could only reach his waist.

The body is sleek, facing the darkness, it is impossible to tell where is the head and where is the waist.

More like a meatloaf.

Fu Yuhuan snorted coldly, stamped his left foot on the ground, and suddenly rushed straight up. The moment the meat ball dodged, the wooden beam that was standing just now was broken in two.

If it weren't for Fu Yuhuan's sharpness in the dark, which was beyond ordinary people, he wouldn't have been able to see that the lump of meat rolled over and landed on the ground. His body was too round, even with his legs stretched out, he was still round.

"Who are you?" Fu Yuhuan landed on the ground.

The meatball didn't reply, and stretched out his hands from his armpits, and placed them on his abdomen, and instantly two streams of Qi rushed out.

Fu Yuhuan dodges left and right, dives straight towards Routuan, and grabs the vase on the table with his right hand in mid-air. When Routuan sees Fu Yuhuan's figure clearly, the vase has already smashed on his head superior.

The meat ball staggered three steps, blood was left on the face that was integrated with the neck.

"Baga!" he said in a hoarse voice, and then he opened his big hands and rushed forward.

Routuan's hands were actually about the same size as his head, and Fu Yuhuan saw that Routuan had three heads in a daze.

The anti-catch two ceramic shards hidden in the hand, throw one, and then attack from the right, holding one, from bottom to top.

It is a moment.

It only takes a moment.

The meatball fell to the ground, choking.

His hand caught the fragments thrown by Fu Yuhuan the first time, but he didn't expect that the second fragment had already scratched his throat.

Fu Yuhuan looked around for the first time and heard a heavy gasp.

Not a man's gasp, but a woman's.

Very heavy, as if being held down by the throat.

in a hurry.

Following the sound, Fu Yuhuan leaned against a door.

The owner of the voice was behind this door, and when he approached here, Fu Yuhuan heard a second voice, which was a man's voice.

The man let out a low roar from his throat, as if pouring out all his anger for a moment.

"Snapped!"

Then, in this bleak night, there was a crisp sound like an oriole coming out of the valley.

"You kill me!"

Yutangchun!
Fu Yuhuan broke through the door, holding the shattered tiles firmly in his hand, looking coldly, there was a woman sitting limply on the ground, her body was covered with scars, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.

It's like an eternity.

The moment Yu Tangchun saw Fu Yuhuan, he showed surprise and joy, and the heavy breathing accompanied by Bai Yu's heaving chest illuminated the night sky for a moment.

The man next to Yutangchun was not as tall as the bed, with a Japanese sword on his waist.

He's taller than Meatball, but fatter.

"Who are you?" Fu Yuhuan's hand had already clenched the tile.

"None of the fighters standing in front of me in Da Zhou dared not carry a weapon. What about your weapon? It's just a piece of porcelain?" Routuan said coldly.

He bowed slightly, and put his hand on the handle of the Japanese sword.

"I don't have a weapon. Whoever I kill, I will take the weapon." Fu Yuhuan said coldly.

"Okay!" Routuan raised his knife.

His knife skills are weird.

Fu Yuhuan had never seen such a weird saber technique, whether it was the saber attack, attack, closing momentum, or defense, there was a sense of wretchedness.

In such a huge room, he only needed one floor tile to make a move.

Holding the knife in both hands, he placed the knife in the middle, but instead of attacking directly, he used more attacks such as teasing and plundering. The opponent, relying on his short stature, kept attacking Fu Yuhuan's lower body.

Fu Yuhuan was cornered.

"Xiao Huan!" Yu Tangchun's voice trembled, tears flashed in his concerned eyes, "Be careful!"

A little joy ignited Fu Yuhuan's cold heart.

With one foot on the ground and one foot against the wall, Fu Yuhuan jumped up and slashed across the horizontal knife. When he reached the top of the opponent's skull, he backhanded and threw the tile.

The meat ball stood up and dodged, and with the help of the force from the Japanese sword on the ground, he turned around and dodged aside, but the tile still pierced his leg.

"Hmm..." Routuan grabbed the knife with his backhand and stood on the ground.

"Hmph... you are here to save her!" Routuan said.

"I'm here to catch you." A trace of determination flashed in Fu Yuhuan's eyes.

Routuan raised his eyebrows, his ugly face trembled, and the braids on his head swayed, "She is just a plaything, anyone can play with it!"

Fu Yuhuan went straight to the meat ball.

What Routuan was waiting for was this opportunity. When Fu Yuhuan was in the midst of his anger, he stabbed the opponent's vagina with a horizontal knife.

There are frequent insidious tricks, and it would be impossible for ordinary people to avoid them, but at this very moment, Fu Yuhuan raised his palm and charged straight away with one palm. Spit blood.

"You..." Routuan's jaw trembled, "Luo Shen...jue..."

"I want to catch you, but you deserve to die." Fu Yuhuan had already appeared in front of him, raised his left hand slightly, and there was a crackling sound from the fleshy neck.

He fell down.

"Xiao Huan!"

The voice rang in his ears, Fu Yuhuan was like fire, filling every inch of his nerves, Yu Tangchun hugged him, hugged him in the cold night.

It is not this boy who is warm, but the whole of Chang'an, the whole of Da Zhou, and the whole of heaven and earth.

"You... saved me..."

At this moment, Fu Yuhuan wanted so much that he was not saving her, as long as it wasn't her, it would be anyone.

If it were her, they would be settled.

He doesn't want to settle.

But...the two have been cleared up.

(End of this chapter)