As soon as the sky was dawn, the old man took his two sons, carried a hoe and walked towards the direction of the plowing land.

Walking on the road, the old man's children were yawning and muttering to what they were saying. The old man was a little angry and snorted coldly, saying, "When my father was still there, I had been busy in the farmland for an hour or two... You young people just don't know how to cherish your current life... I can't bear the hardship. I really should let you live in the Chu State for a few months... See if you dare to complain!"

"Father... in order to educate us, you are still planning to rebel. Will you be able to restore the State of Chu?" the youngest son quipped with a smile.

"Stop!", the old man scolded him, and several people continued to move forward.

"It seems there is someone there?" The eldest son pointed to the distance and said, and the few people were a little surprised. It was not yet dawn. Who was here? They picked up the hoe with some vigilance and slowly approached...

"Ah!!!", with a scream, the old man fell to the ground in fear, and his two sons ran without looking back. The old man shouted in anger: "Bring me! Bring me!!"

Soon, a large number of county soldiers appeared here. When these people came here, they surrounded the surroundings and did not allow anyone to approach. Soon, another group of people came, and the county magistrates led by the county magistrate... a young and promising official who had just graduated from Xianyang Middle School. This person was called Dong Chenghu. It is said that he has a very background and even the county magistrate gave him face. Although Dong Chenghu was young, his figure was a bit bloated.

When he came outside the cultivated land, the soldiers met with him one after another, and a man walked to him. The local pavilion chief led him to the cultivated land and said seriously: "It is already the third one... It was discovered by an old farmer in the village and his two sons... I checked it and these people were all honest and honest local farmers... There is nothing suspicious about it."

"Honest?" Dong Chenghu frowned. He said seriously: "Ma Fuzi once said: The first person to discover the scene is often the murderer! You still need to carefully check those people and ask them separately... You understand all of these things yourself." The head of the pavilion was stunned, nodded, and then said, "I understand all these things, I will do it now... But, did Ma Fuzi say this? But I don't know what book is it?"

Dong Chenghu laughed, as if waiting for him to ask. He was very tall and said with a smile: "You don't know that Ma Fuzi has a friendship with my family... My family's collection records a lot of things he said, and I will show you another day." The head of the Ting was shocked and hurriedly thanked him. When the fat man left, the head of the Ting curled his lips. This fat man talked about his family's friendship with Ma Fuzi all day long. Bah, do you know Ma Fuzi, who do you know you? You will brag and speak loudly!

Dong Chenghu arrived at the murder scene. The county soldiers were collecting evidence. On the edge of the cultivated land, a man fell to the ground in an awkward posture. He was cruelly broken all over his body, torn his throat and cut his abdomen open. He widened his eyes, his eyes full of fear and surprise. Dong Chenghu leaned over to look at his body. He frowned, looked at the body seriously, and investigated the situation around him.

There was no trace of drag around, which means that this was the murder scene, and there were no footprints or other things... This is the third person who died this year, and the dead were in three townships... The county soldiers quickly found out the identity of the deceased. This person called Du, a local good man, who helped many people, did many good things, and had a low title. Dong Chenggu clenched his fists, and the three dead people could not find any connection with each other. The only thing in common is that they are all well-known local good people.

What kind of evildoers would wander around to kill such good people?

Soon, the county magistrate also came here. Such a vicious case occurred under his rule. Three people had died, and each title is not low. The county magistrate's face became increasingly irritable. When he met Dong Chenghu, the county magistrate's face improved a little. "The two county magistrates before you have been punished. If you still can't find the murderer this time, then I should go to Xianyang to apologize... Although Your Majesty is kind, but..."

The county magistrate shook his head and asked, "What's the progress?"

"The three dead people have no traces of fighting. Du is a former Northern Army soldier who retired and returned home... They were killed by a single blow, which shows that the murderer is a strong adult man... He should have combat experience and has outstanding martial arts skills... I have sent someone to Du's home to ask his family, who has had close contacts with recently..." Dong Chenghu analyzed carefully.

"Du's family said that before dark last night, Du brought some food out, saying that he wanted to help the poor people around him... The murderer may have been waiting for the opportunity... while he was alone, he took action quickly... Also, the method of committing the crime in these three murders is the same, maybe the same person or the same organization... Three crimes were committed, and each time it was three months... three months..."

After hearing this, the county magistrate widened his eyes and asked, "If he can't catch him this time, someone may be killed in three months?"

"It's likely that..."

"You can mobilize the soldiers in the city, and I will make all officials obey your arrangements... Be sure to catch this evil man!"

Dong Chenghu immediately began to investigate. He first asked the local people whether they had encountered outsiders, especially those burly and tall foreigners, based on the characteristics of the murderer. He also sent people to collect evidence from the pavilion leaders around him to investigate the outsiders who had been here in these days... However, during this period, only one old man and two women came here, killing a strong retired Northern Army soldier and breaking his bones... This is not something that the elderly and women can do.

Dong Chenghu put the investigation targets to the local people within nearly three months...but there was still no gain. Under the strict investigation now, it is unlikely to wander around the village quietly. People must have come here recently after killing people outside. Dong Chenghu suddenly thought that maybe the thief was a local, so he began to ask who had left here three months ago.

However, such investigations still have no gains. Those who have left here and appeared in three villages at the same time, and those who have come here, strangers, locals, even merchants and tourists, have no gains. Among these people, there are no strong men who meet their characteristics, even if there are, there are no chances of committing crimes. All witnesses can testify for them... They all have absent proof.

The investigation suddenly came to a deadlock, and Dong Chenghu lost a lot of weight, and the county magistrate no longer looked amiable to him.

This is really too difficult. Qin State has a strict household registration system. In other words, anyone who wants to leave his hometown and go to other areas needs to register. The pavilion chief patrols back and forth on the road, and the village cannot enter without registration... The murderer killed people in three villages, which makes no sense. These towns are not big towns, and there are only a few people. Not to mention a stranger or a wild dog, they can be discovered.

It is impossible for a person to come and go freely in three places. Dong Chenghu put the investigation direction on these murdered people, but they still have nothing in common. Apart from being good people, they don’t know each other and have no enemies... The soldiers went out one after another, and the officials went door to door to investigate. The people in Kuaiji were particularly frightened and no one dared to go out.

Sitting in the carriage, Dong Chenghu closed his eyes and thought seriously about who he could appear in various villages freely... In an instant, Dong Chenghu jumped up suddenly, he almost fell off the carriage, he was trembling all over and felt a chill behind him. He looked at the soldiers not far away and shouted: "Catch all postals in the city quickly!!!"

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"Child...you have to remember that it is our enemy...he killed your father and eldest father, you must kill them to avenge your father and grandfather!"

The young child looked at his uncle's eyes with a blank expression. He quickly laughed, stretched out his hand, pinched his uncle's face, and made meaningless screams. The uncle looked at the last bloodline of the brother in his arms with some complexity, kissed his forehead, and hugged him tightly.

"Stand up! Keep practicing!" The child fell to the ground, panting, his face flushed, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He fell on the ground in pain, trembling all over his body. The elderly man stood not far away, and his eyes were only angry, and he had no idea of ​​helping him up, but just kept roaring. The child cried and got up from the ground. He wiped the sweat and tears from his face and continued to run in the yard.

Watching the child run over and over again, the uncle taught him other exercise methods, which were used by Ma Fujun to train adult men and turn them into physically strong soldiers, but at this moment it was used on a child. When the child could not run completely and fell into a coma, the elderly picked him up and took him back to the house. Lying on the bed, the little guy was twitching in pain.

The next day, the older man dragged him out and continued their training.

The laughter of the children came from outside the courtyard. They seemed to be playing a game called Cuju. The child had secretly seen them playing on the courtyard wall. The child stopped and listened to the screams of the children outside the courtyard and listened carefully, "Pass the ball! Pass the ball to me! Shoot! OK! The ball has entered!!" The children cheered happily, but the child could only use the memories he had seen on the courtyard wall to imagine the scene of their playing football. He also laughed when he heard them score the goal.

"Ji!", the child trembled subconsciously and raised his head. He happened to see his uncle standing in front of him. The uncle frowned. The child was scared and dared not look directly at him. The elderly just stared at him, "Do you envy them?"

The child lowered his head, his expression was gloomy, and he shook his head.

"Ji...you are different from them...you are carrying a deep hatred for the sea of ​​blood...your eldest father died for this country, and your father died tragically at the hands of the enemy...those outside this courtyard are our enemies...The saint once said that the hatred for killing his father cannot live under the sky. You must remember it!" The elderly said, then waved his hand casually and asked the child to continue practicing.

Time passes by, time is like an arrow.

The child grew up gradually, but he had no good friends. In his life, he either practiced in the courtyard or followed his uncle to work on the farmland. In order to support himself and not make the government afraid, his uncle chose to become a farmer and tried his best to disguise himself as a farmer on weekdays. He told the children that they could not serve as officials because they needed to examine their life experience, which was easy to have problems.

His initial envy of the world outside the courtyard wall gradually turned into a kind of jealousy and hatred.

The flames of revenge began to burn from his heart and eventually ignited his whole body.

After he grew up a little, he began to systematically learn swordsmanship, books, and military skills... He has a very good talent in these fields. He only learned for a short period of time and mastered them completely. After he mastered them, he was unwilling to waste his time and was practicing and polishing himself all day long. Such behavior made his uncle very angry. However, he had grown up and his uncle was gradually getting older, and his uncle was no longer able to control him.

His personality is irritable, and under extreme depression, his whole mental state is not very stable. He was still smiling at the last moment, but he might go wild and lose his mind the next moment, and the impulse to vent his heart is becoming increasingly unstoppable... He began to train at high intensity since he understood the matter, and this training has been maintained until now. His uncle once told him again and again that the opportunity would come soon and the Qin State would definitely perish.

He accompanied his uncle to wait. Zhao Kuo finally died, but the time was still not ripe... The First Emperor died again... But the time was still not ripe... Now, Fusu has firmly settled in his position... The time is still not ripe, and his uncle is still waiting, but he can't wait any longer.

He was exercising wildly in the courtyard. His uncle stood not far away and frowned. He suddenly said, "You can't wait like this anymore... What must you do... We can't go out at will, I'll help you find a post office job... At that time, you can help me contact the elderly people everywhere..."

"Didn't you say... our identities are easily found?"
Chapter completed!