Chapter 0004: Where is he?

Young Master

Beside the woman holding the sword, there is also another woman

For so many years, only he knows what is hidden in the sword box

... ...

Not yet!

Indeed, it is as if a gigantic iron fan is being waved in front of the deceased's face

Mu Xiaoyao leaned back and lay on the beam, a snow-white thigh dangling down from the beam, swaying back and forth.

She touched something in her arms, that item she had hidden for fifteen years

That was a pair of ... ... cymbals

The large dog replied earnestly: "The unique interpretation that exists both in heaven and on earth."

And where is the person she died for

If the owner of these legs is willing, there will undoubtedly be many people crawling at her feet, kissing her toes, and even sucking them in their mouths

Mu Xiaoyao said leisurely from above

Fang Jie shook his head with a wry smile and said: "This is the one hundred and twenty-seventh time in these years that I have asked you about my origins, and it is also the one hundred and twenty-seventh time you have given me this uninspired answer. Indeed, I am Fang Jie, the one and only Fang Jie in heaven and on earth... with two perverse masters by my side, yet unable to cultivate, right?"

The other person, whose face is obscured by a straw hat, is bowing their head and meticulously polishing the weapon in their hand, which is quite a unique weapon

His nose can even distinguish whether the fly that passes by is male or female. I remember when Fang Jie was skeptical and asked him how he could tell. The big dog confidently replied that female flies carry a certain lewd scent. Because of this remark, he was inexplicably punched in the nose by Mu Xiaoyao.

My name is Big Dog

Mu Xiaoyao! Please call my name!

This person is exceedingly imposing, instilling a sense of fear in those who behold him. He wields a massive broadsword, the spine of which is even thicker than a door panel

Mu Xiaoyao used to call him Big Dog, because his sense of smell was so acute that even dogs would be envious. When one reaches the pinnacle of immortality, they are called a Great Immortal. When one reaches the pinnacle of demonic power, they are called a Great Demon. ... When dogs reach their limit ... . ... It is the hatred of the Shang Kingdom. Over the years, he has relied on his nose to evade countless crises and has found numerous ways out. It was only after Fang Jie entered this world that he discovered that a person's nose could be utilized in such a miraculous way.

The night owl swooped in from a distance and said urgently, "We must leave; the pursuers will come looking for us."

Upon observing her features, she is not the type of woman whose beauty could captivate a nation. At first glance, she appears quite ordinary. However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that her facial features are quite exquisite, and with even more careful observation, one might find her rather charming. The most enchanting aspect is her pair of bright and clear eyes. They are so pure that they evoke envy. What is seen through these eyes may be different from what others perceive.

Fang Henshui glanced at the neck of one of the corpses and murmured to himself: "The cervical vertebrae are crushed... The murderer must have great strength. One was killed with a knife, another with a club, but what was the third one killed with? A hammer? An axe?"

The emaciated old man, as thin as a withered tree, pointed at Mu Xiaoyao and roared: "I have a name!"

Fang Jie found it somewhat difficult to shift his gaze away from the long, white legs and looked at the emaciated old man wearing a dirty leather robe that he hadn't changed in fifteen years, saying: "I always thought your name was Big Dog"

If these legs were to appear in the Red Sleeve Invitation, they would attract the greedy gazes of countless wealthy patrons

Fang Henshui walked over, took the bead to examine it, and immediately his expression changed.

On the ground lay fourteen or fifteen corpses, sprawled in disarray, all dressed in the same clothing, yet each bearing different fatal wounds. If an experienced coroner were to examine these bodies, they would at least identify four distinct methods of murder. Over a hundred years ago, the world was unified, the structure established, and the era of chaos concluded, making murder a rare occurrence. The sudden death of more than ten individuals today cannot help but draw attention.

On the banks of the Yangtze River, tens of thousands of miles away from Fangu City, lies an inconspicuous little fishing village

Fang Jie raised a question, but no one responded in a timely manner

Beautiful legs, beautiful feet

Mu Xiaoyao, lying on the beam, waved her hand, her face not visible.

The night owl smiled and quickly ran into the forest

She was not drunk, but gazed hazily at the handsome young man below who was looking up at her. She knew that from this angle, his gaze would inevitably catch sight of certain things that should not be seen, yet she was completely unconcerned.

A person, hidden among the dense branches of a large tree several hundred meters away from the crime scene, noticed that the constables had left. With a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, he leaped down from the tree and swiftly disappeared from sight. He then turned into a grove, continuing his pace as he rushed to the deepest part of the forest

Beneath an exceptionally tall locust tree, two individuals stood on guard, weapons in hand. One of them appeared to be a towering figure, easily measuring two and a half meters in height, resembling an iron tower. Although the winter along the Yangtze River is not particularly cold, it is always less warm than in the summer. Yet, this giant stood bare-chested, revealing a body of bronze skin. Most striking was the vivid red qilin tattoo adorning his body.

The woman in the red dress possesses a pair of long legs that make it difficult for men to look away. She sits on a beam, her posture somewhat ungraceful; as a woman, she should not spread her legs so wide. Because of this wide stance, her long skirt has slipped above her knees, revealing two calves that are strikingly white, neither too plump nor too thin.

Alright

He stood up, his expression grave

This ... ...

Understanding or not understanding, he realized that after fifteen years of interacting with these two individuals, he still did not know them. He sat down in the chair and murmured, "Shang Guo Hen... what a beautiful name, carrying a hint of subtle melancholy. If one did not see your appearance, this name could easily deceive a few young girls in the throes of first love. Yet you do not like it; is it really worse than Da Quan?"

Fang Jie looked at the grimy gray-black sword box, his eyes filled with despair. From childhood to adulthood, he had tried to open that sword box more than five hundred times, but unfortunately, he had never succeeded even once

The large dog hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat regretfully: "Don't worry, I have never believed that someone of your background could possibly not cultivate. Even an ordinary person should be able to open three to five meridians out of the one hundred and twenty-eight. The fact that you are completely clueless must indicate some issue with the * diagrams * or * texts *. But I can't think of what the problem might be. Don't be anxious; once we arrive in Chang'an, we will find a renowned physician to examine you."

She knows he is a genius, but she has no idea that this genius is actually using cheats

The constable Fang Henshui, who had hurried from the county town thirty miles away, crouched down to examine the bodies closely

Although the Sui Dynasty held little regard for those Buddhist disciples who constantly spoke of saving others and themselves, and the Buddhists did not enjoy any privileges in the Sui Dynasty, this matter was indeed extraordinary. It is likely that the head of the local constabulary in this small county would be unable to suppress it. The Buddhist sect held an absolutely revered status outside the Sui Dynasty, with even several emperors from different nations being directly chosen by the sect.

The words of the Great Wheel King carry more weight than those of any emperor

fan

That year, she was only twelve years old. That year, that scoundrel could not find anything even as he groped and touched her chest at night

He withdrew his gaze from the sword case and looked at the accounts before him: "What else can I do besides making money?"

Having been called for so many years, how could it not roll off the tongue

The greatest power in the world does not lie in the hands of a certain emperor, but in the Daxue Mountain Daluo Temple

The withered old man, still savoring the aroma of dog meat while crouching behind the bookshelf, paused for a moment. He sighed as he looked at Fang Jie’s serious and earnest expression. Instinctively, he turned to glance at the sword case that never left his side by more than half a meter, and a wave of emotion surged within him as he thought of the great secret hidden inside the sword case

Capture the head

The same attire, a light gray robe, and there are no weapons in sight.

He can distinguish general poisons as long as they are waved in front of his nose

It is a prayer bead

Mu Xiaoyao shook her head, while the large dog nodded.

Merchant nation, speak up!

Because the name "Big Dog" was given to him by his master

... ...

It should be something very flat; if a hammer were to strike the face with this force, the head would explode

Fang Jie was at a loss for words, yet still unwilling to give up, asked once more: "Are you really not planning to tell me who I am?"

She has long, lustrous black hair, which is even more striking against her white attire. Her complexion is very pale, a somewhat frail white. Her figure is slender, and her thin shoulders evoke a sense of pity.

They are all followers of Buddhism

So your name is Shang Guohen

After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Are you two perverse experts?"

He turned his head to look at the corpse beside him, whose face was almost flattened, rendering its features unrecognizable. The nose was shattered, the eyes had been forced out of their sockets from the impact, and even the teeth in the mouth were nearly all gone. This was undoubtedly an injury caused by a heavy weapon striking the face with great force, yet he could not ascertain what that heavy weapon was.

Of course, if she knew that this guy had malicious thoughts since he was very young while playing with that pink object, she would undoubtedly castrate this scoundrel without hesitation

She appears to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, resting her chin on her hand while gazing at the sky

In the vicinity of the second mile... you referred to her as the young master, and it slipped out.

The girl in white shook her head and said with a hint of sadness, "How much longer do you plan to make me the scapegoat?"

The Buddhist sect and the native Daoism of the Sui Dynasty have historically not coexisted harmoniously. If the Buddhist sect were to hold the Sui accountable for this incident... Fang Henshui shivered and turned to instruct, "Transport all the bodies back to the county office, and let the county magistrate handle them as he sees fit"

Mu Xiaoyao, lying on the beam, let out a gentle sigh and whispered in a voice only she could hear: "One hundred and twenty-eight acupoints... it would be strange if they could all be opened..."

It is important to remember that when she escaped with this young lad from that renowned mountain, she was the one who changed his diapers every day, fed him, and even during most nights of his childhood, this shameless fellow always preferred to fall asleep with his arms around her neck

Not far away, a constable picked up a round object from the ground and examined it, but could not discern what it was. This object had fallen into the sandy soil, burying more than half of it. Had he not stirred the sand while passing by, he would not have discovered it. It was a peculiar wooden ball, but it had a small hole on its surface

For so many years, the sword box has been in his hands

Even Mu Xiaoyao does not know

Where to go

This is a question she often thinks about

Under the big locust tree, two women are sitting beside a *picture* book. One of them has her head lowered, seemingly asleep. She is holding a sword in her arms, without a sheath or a scabbard. The blade glimmers like a pool of autumn water, captivating the heart. Due to her lowered head, her features are not visible, but her figure is already striking.

You are Fang Jie

She said she is a scapegoat

He let out a low cry, then turned around and squatted down to remove the hats from the heads of those corpses one by one. When he clearly saw the scars on their heads, Fang Henshui's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant

The large dog shook its head, then curled up and lay down behind the bookshelf: "When the time comes, I will give you the sword sheath, and you will naturally understand."

This manner of death inexplicably brought to Fang Henshui's mind a certain object

But who would have thought that, even as an infant, his psychological age was already mature

The woman in the red dress sitting on the beam is Mu Xiaoyao. Her waist is very slender, exceptionally so. In contrast, her hips are quite curvy, and her legs are long.

He had just stopped in his tracks when a person jumped down from a large tree and blocked his way, asking: "Have all those dogs of the Sui Dynasty left?"

Understood, big dog

How is the night owl...?

Five individuals protect a young girl

The man known as the Night Owl nodded and said: "Let's go, but it seems that this little constable has some skills today. Where is the young master?"

Yes, indeed!

It is too large, not resembling a hammer or an axe

Alright, big dog

When that person handed over Fang Jie, who was still in swaddling clothes, to them, he had once called Mu Xiaoyao and the withered old man into his study to give them instructions. However, fifteen years have passed, and Mu Xiaoyao does not know what that person said to the withered old man, nor does the withered old man know what that person said to Mu Xiaoyao

Fang Jie sat up straight and said word by word: "Tell me, who exactly is the master you speak of, and what is my relationship with him? For so many years, it has been you who have been protecting me, and I am very grateful. But what I do not understand is, why am I being hunted? Is it related to the master you speak of? If so, please give me an explanation. I cannot remain so confused forever, not even knowing who I am."