Chapter 243

When Fang Henshui spoke of his pride, a trace of beast like cruelty flashed in his eyes. He slowly lowered his head and looked at all things in ink. He asked seriously, "I was not stupid at all. I found the purpose of wisdom at the end."

Naturally, Mo will not answer, because he has already died. Fang hate water may know, or maybe he didn't pay attention. What he needs is a person who can speak, a person who can speak recklessly. And such an object, of course, is a dead person. When he saw that everything had no vitality, he stood up, looked at his ragged clothes and frowned slightly.

Then a little under his feet, his figure disappeared in an instant.

Here is half moon mountain, dozens of miles away from Chang'an city. There are high mountains and dense forests here. No one will come at all. If Fang hate water hadn't followed Mo everything to Banyue mountain, he wouldn't have decided to do it. The strength shown by Qin Liuqi on that day made Fang hate Shui understand that his cultivation is still far away from recklessness. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Chang'an city. Try to be careful.

Even the most powerful practitioners in the world will not feel the struggle seven or eight miles away. Although the overhaul walker is extremely sensitive to the changes of the vitality of heaven and earth, he may no longer be a person if he can perceive the power at such a long distance.

Therefore, all things die on the half moon mountain. Many overhaul walkers in Chang'an City were not perceived.

The martial arts academy is in the south of the east city and 50 or 60 miles away from the north city. It is at least 80 miles from the martial arts academy to Banyue mountain. Even President Zhou can't feel anything at such a long distance.

When people learned of the death of Mo everything, Fang hated the day after water killed him. When the woodcutters went up the mountain to cut firewood, they found the body with only half of it and the two legs about six or seven meters away. The corpse was transported back to Chang'an mansion. The experienced officers of Chang'an mansion inferred the identity of the deceased according to the broken hospital clothes on Mo everything.

It was Professor Qiu Yu and Professor Yan Qing who took Mo everything back to the martial arts academy.

Come with Fang Xie.

Not only Fang Xie, but all the students in their class came. Nearly 30 students from the martial arts academy, led by two professors, walked into Chang'an mansion, which attracted the attention of the people in the past. Fang Xie was discussing how to practice with Qiu Yu in the back mountain of the martial arts academy when he learned that Mo tianwu was killed. He told Qiu Yu his idea again. Even Qiu Yu was not sure whether such a method would work.

Practitioners use the vitality of heaven and earth to convert the vitality into external and internal strength and store it in the sea of Qi. When fighting, internal strength is injected into each air hole through the air pulse. According to different physique and cultivation methods, the transformed internal strength form is also different. For example, Xie Fuyao's internal strength is more suitable for kendo. Even when he used his four elephant fingers, his fingers were full of sword meaning. For example, Mo Xi Dao, the reason why his Dao Qi is so awe inspiring is that he turns internal strength into a Dao.

The way Fang Xie came up with was to use the vitality of heaven and earth in vitro.

To explain it simply, the normal way of practice is to turn the vitality of heaven and earth into self-use after tempering in the body. After the transformation of the sea of Qi, it has become a self-cultivation force suitable for itself. Even though the actual combat is ever-changing, those are the internal strength stored in the practitioner's sea of Qi. Once it is consumed too much, it must be restored through practice and breathing. The idea of Fang Xie is simply remote control, which turns vitality into internal strength without tempering, and directly calls vitality to fight.

The idea is almost whimsical.

But Qiu Yu didn't deny his idea. How can the world and the way of practice be the same? Especially Fang Xie, the boy has created too many miracles. At first, even President Zhou decided that he could not perceive the vitality of heaven and earth, but now he can. Since he can sense, who dares to assert that he can't call?

While the two were discussing, Yanqing came in a hurry.

Although Mo everything is not very respected by the students in his class, after all, the things on the half moon mountain make the students estranged from him. But when they learned that the professor might die, the students all followed. President Zhou didn't stop, neither did Qiu Yu and Yanqing.

In the morgue of the Yamen of Chang'an Prefecture, Fang Xie saw the corpse of Mo everything.

At that moment, everyone can't control their emotions. Ma Lilian, the only female student, fainted after a scream, followed by tears. Some people began to vomit, but no one felt that it was disrespect for the dead. Such a tragic body is rare even on the battlefield.

Where is a person.

"Please go home, sir."

Fang Xie whispered, then took off his cloak and went to wrap the body. He held the crippled body and slowly turned to the door.

When he came to the door, he stopped and the officer standing on one side said, "excuse me, where did you find your husband's body?"

After receiving the official's answer, Fang Xie nodded and said thank you. His face was calm.

Out of the Yamen of Chang'an mansion, someone ran to hire a carriage. Fang Xie picked up the body of Mo everything. Suddenly, he found that one hand of Mo everything seemed different. He looked down carefully, and then his heart moved.

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The red horse, which had not run for a long time, hissed excitedly and snorted white gas in its nose. Fang Xie galloped North on his red horse, and the sound of the four hoofs of the war horse was full of rhythm. Behind him, Professor Qiu Yu and Yan Qing followed him on horseback. If Fang Xie hadn't deliberately controlled the speed of the red horse, Qiu Yu and Yanqing's war horses would have been far behind although they were good.

The cold horse in the northern Liao Dynasty is even more brilliant than the war horse in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. The red horse of fangxie is the best of cold riding. But the Sui people didn't know much about the northern Liao people, and even knew nothing about some places at all. Because the northern Liao people live in the 100000 mountains with the most harsh environment, few people go there to explore the life of the northern Liao people. Because of this, his majesty has been hesitant about whether to accept the northern Liao people.

Receiving the northern Liao people may bring a very powerful cavalry. But there is no doubt that the northern Liao people must move into the great Sui Dynasty as a whole. After one or two generations, they will become Sui people completely. How much significance did the northern Liao people without Han Qi have for the great Sui Dynasty?

The condition for the northern Liao people to surrender was to leave 100000 mountains, but what the emperor needed was for them to stay there.

The three rode all the way north. When they got out of the north gate, it was almost noon. The woodcutter who found the corpse of Mo everything got the notice from the official of Chang'an mansion and asked him to wait at the gate of the city. After Fang Xie asked who it was, he picked up the man and put him behind him. The red horse carrying the two people didn't feel any difficulty at all.

With the guidance of the woodcutter, Fang Xie successfully found the place where the body of Mo everything was found.

Fang Xie asked the woodcutter to guard the war horse not far away. He and Qiu yuyanqing went to check. There is no doubt that this is a very fierce fight. The marks are still very clear, broken trees, earth pits on the ground, and the same withered grass turned over by an iron plow within more than ten meters.

Fang Xie searched carefully and finally determined the final location of all things in ink.

On the dead grass, you can still see the blood that has turned gray and black, and you can also find some broken meat and clothes that have not been buried by dust. Beside a piece of dead grass dyed gray black, Fang Xie squatted down and observed it carefully. This is the last place where Mo everything lay. The blood on the ground was left by the wound behind him.

Fang Xie fantasized about the lying posture of Mo everything at that time, and then looked to the side of the blood. When Fang Xie examined the corpse of Mo everything, he saw something strange about his abandoned arm. The hand was full of blood, but there was no blood on the belly of the index finger. It was obviously rubbed off, and there was some powder between the fingers.

So Fang Xie and Qiu Yu set out immediately.

"Here"

Fang Xie beckoned, and Qiu Yu and Yanqing immediately came over.

Fang Xie pointed to the big tree beside him: "the murderer should have stayed under this tree for a long time, and he was sitting. Mr. Mo was here, lying with his face up... His left arm burst out and lost his strength, but at the last moment, it seems that Mr. Mo, who was on the verge of death, waved his active arm and covered up the small movement of his other hand.

"How are you so sure?"

Yanqing asked subconsciously.

After looking at him, Fang Xie replied lightly, "Sir, I forgot that I was a scout, especially a scout from the border army. In terms of pursuing details, I am better than the experienced Constable of the government."

Fang Xie pulled away the withered grass and revealed a stone. The stone was already buried deep in the ground, revealing only a piece the size of a plate.

In such a small place, there are four shallow words.

It was carved with the last bit of strength before he died. It was very shallow, but very clear. It's hard to imagine that he insisted on writing these four words with a kind of perseverance before he died, and hid it from the killer's eyes.

Fang, zhisi, Kou

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"What do these four words mean?"

In the shop on the 23rd East Street, Shen qingfan frowned slightly and asked Fang Xie.

Fang Xie whispered, "Fang, it's not Fang Xie's side, but Fang hates water. That guy finally couldn't bear to kill again, and dared to lay hands on the professor of the martial arts academy. From the traces on the scene, it seems that Mr. Mo didn't hurt Fang hates water. How could this man become so powerful?"

"Zhisi... Mr. Mo wrote these two words to tell us that Fang's cultivation of hating water is related to wisdom, and wisdom is dead. We thought about this last word for a long time and didn't think of the answer."

Shen qingfan thought for a while and didn't think of anything. He hesitated for a while and asked, "if something like this has happened, have you done what you designed before?"

"Do it!"

Fang Xie nodded: "it's not easy for Zhuang die to take my things out. It's estimated that those people have begun to be unable to sit still. There are big internal guard office and Qing Yamen to catch Fang hate water, and I can't help now. Moreover, no one has seen him. It's difficult to catch him if people who go to Jiangnan can't get a portrait before they come back. But I can help with Wu Yi."

He paused: "those people will certainly make moves tomorrow. Then you and I, together with the three black boys and the big Unicorn dog, should have no problem."

"It's too risky."

The sink fan shook his head.

"It often looks very dangerous. The way people think it will never succeed may be easier to succeed. Because people don't even think about it, and the initiative is on my side."

Fang Xie smiled: "it's just the news obtained by this way. I'm afraid the emperor will blow his beard and stare when he knows."

Shen qingfan said in a very light tone, "tomorrow is February 11, and the day after tomorrow the army will go out."