Constable Fang was forty-three years old with a medium build.
He had a very proper square face, but between his eyebrows, there was a faint cold and murderous aura.
The moment he walked into the inn, every veteran of the Jianghu who saw him had a consensus in their hearts — this person was not to be trifled with.
And they were right …
Fang Jin's physical strength, martial arts skills, and experience were all at the peak of his career.
He could be considered one of the top figures in the Six Fan School.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent to such a small border town at such a time.
"Innkeeper." After Fang Jin stepped into the inn, he looked straight ahead and called out these three words in a clear voice.
"Greetings, Master!" The innkeeper of Ke Lai Pavilion quickly responded and came out from behind the counter. "May I know what orders you have for me, Master?"
Fang Jin didn't even look at him. "Let me ask you … is the person lying outside a guest of your inn?"
"Uh …" The innkeeper had nothing to hide. Incidents like this had happened several times in the past month and it wasn't the first time he and Fang Jin were having this conversation. "It's … it's someone who stayed in my inn."
"Alright," Fang Jin said. Fang Jin quickly added, "I'll take the corpse with me …" As he spoke, he fished out some loose silver taels from his pocket. Clenching the silver taels in his fist, he held it out to the shopkeeper. "This money … was found on the corpse. Take a look and see how much you'll need to pay for his lodging and the damage he caused."
"Aiyo ~" The shopkeeper quickly raised his voice, "Master, look at what you're saying … How much money can a small thing like this be worth … As for the shop's bill … he … he has already paid for it."
Although the innkeeper was greedy, he wasn't stupid. He knew that he could take some money, but he couldn't touch some … even if he was beaten to death.
"Oh … I see …" Fang Jin mumbled as he put the money back into his pocket. Throughout the entire process, he had no intention of letting go of the money. "Then … this money, I'll … hand it over to the authorities on your behalf."
"Yo ~ Master." The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded and bowed. "Who in our town doesn't know that you are upright and honest, the reincarnation of justice … This money is at your disposal. There will be no loss."
"Hmph …" Hearing this, Fang Jin glanced at the inn's lobby and sneered. Then, he turned around and walked out.
"Alright, alright, disperse! There's nothing to see! " As soon as he went out, he shouted a few times to disperse the surrounding crowd. Then, he called for the few constables he brought along to roll up the body and move it onto the handcart. Then, he left.
This wasn't the first time Fang Jin had done something like this, and it probably wouldn't be the last.
In this era, the imperial court and the martial arts world had returned to the status quo of 'well water not interfering with river water'. As long as the common folk weren't involved in the martial arts world, the officials wouldn't interfere. After all, there was no point in interfering. It was easier for the authorities to just let the martial arts world take their revenge.
Hence, in Linlu Town's current situation, Fang Jin only had to show his face to confirm that the deceased was a martial arts practitioner. Then, he could collect the body and leave. If the deceased had family members or fellow disciples who could dispose of the body, Fang Jin wouldn't even have to go through the trouble of collecting the body.
However, Fang Jin didn't mind collecting the body a few more times. As for the reason … everyone could see for themselves.
These martial arts practitioners had some money on them, and it was just enough that no one would say anything even if you were to embezzle.
Of course, Fang Jin was a meticulous and meticulous person. Even if no one would say anything, he still had to have that conversation with the innkeeper in front of so many people.
Regardless of how fake their act was, at least there was nothing wrong with the plot. If anyone wanted to make a fuss about it in the future, they wouldn't be able to find anything to use against them.
From this incident, it was clear that Fang Jin was an old comrade with a lot of experience in fighting …
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After finishing his work, Fang Jin ordered his constables to transport the body back to the nearby yamen as soon as possible. Then, he went to a tea shop at the town's entrance and ordered a bowl of hot tea and a few steamed biscuits.
Fang Jin was a constable who was good at 'making money', but he rarely spent it on food and entertainment.
He wasn't particular about what he ate and never drank. He could wear a constable's uniform from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. Even when it came to women, he was extremely restrained.
This kind of self-discipline and 'restraint' were extremely valuable qualities.
Many people couldn't even live a day like this, but Fang Jin could live a year, ten years, twenty years …
Hence, he was able to stay sober most of the time.
Hence, he rarely revealed any flaws or weaknesses.
Hence, his martial arts and stamina were outstanding among his peers.
More importantly, he could use the money that others spent on eating, drinking, and having fun to do something more meaningful.
In the officialdom, it was very important to have some "money". It was useful for promotion, and it was even more useful for survival in desperate situations … No one knew when the boat you were on would capsize. When that time came, "money" would be the floating wood that could save lives. Those who did not have anything could only sink into the abyss with the boat.
Ka —
"Hm?" Just as Fang Jin was about to put the second steamed biscuit into his mouth, the saber at his waist … suddenly vibrated in its scabbard.
If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't have noticed such a small movement. Even if they did, they wouldn't have cared.
Perhaps the tip of the scabbard brushed against the chair, or perhaps the scabbard was blown by the wind, or perhaps someone passed by and brushed against it …
No one would think too much about it.
However, the moment Fang Jin's saber vibrated … his entire body tensed up.
'Who is it?' He immediately asked himself this question in his mind as he quietly observed the passersby around him.
It was afternoon so there weren't many people going in and out of the town. However, this was the only main road in town, so there were quite a lot of people and carriages.
Fortunately, Fang Jin quickly found the person he was looking for in the crowd …
It was a woman, a woman with a saber.
She was dressed in white and had a beautiful figure. Her gait was strong and vigorous.
She had covered most of her face with a piece of cloth, revealing only the part above the bridge of her nose. However, her eyes and forehead were enough to determine that she was a beauty.
"How could something like this happen …" Fang Jin wasn't in the mood to consider whether the woman's covered face was beautiful or not. All he cared about was the pair of sabers at her waist.
Fang Jin knew very well that the 'vibration' of his saber was a reaction similar to 'resonance'.
Few people knew that Fang Jin's saber wasn't an ordinary saber.
Although it was sheathed in a very ordinary scabbard, it looked no different from the normal sabers used by the yamen runners.
However, Fang Jin knew that the saber hanging at his waist was one of the four great godly weapons — the Blue Bird.
The jade hook on the pearl in the hand, the spring regret locks the chong tower.
The Blue Bird doesn't transmit the message beyond the clouds, the lilac is sorrowful in the rain.
These were the four famous phrases in the martial arts world. Among them, the Jade Hook, Chong Tower, Blue Bird, and Lilac corresponded to the four godly weapons.
The Jade Hook was a curved saber in the shape of a Wu's hook. It was made of a strange black jade. The last time someone saw it was in a vault in Wang Qiong's house.
The Chong Tower was a long halberd, a 'hollow' halberd. Because it was hollow, it was as light as a bamboo pole. However, when it came into contact with blood, it would absorb it into the body of the halberd. The more blood it absorbed, the redder the color of the Chong Tower would be, and the heavier it would be. It was said that after killing a thousand people in a row, the power of the Chong Tower would be able to split the mountains and split the sea.
However, the Chong Tower was the only one among the four godly weapons whose whereabouts were unknown. No one dared to pat their chest and say that they had seen the real Chong Tower. Everyone only knew about it through hearsay. Therefore, there were also rumors that the Chong Tower was a fabricated weapon. It was only fabricated to make up a poem with the other three.
The Blue Bird was a short saber. It was slightly smaller than the waist sabers used by the yamen runners. Currently, it was in Fang Jin's hands. Fang Jin had inherited it from his master, 'Blade Phoenix – Meng Qing'.
As for the last one, Lilac, it was a sword. The current owner of this sword was called Xie Wuhua.
This Xie Wuhua was the young master of the famous Xie family in the martial arts world. His ancestor should be familiar to all of you. He was the legendary swordsman, Xie San.
In the years after the 'Canglin Sword Duel', the Xie family had its ups and downs. It was passed down to the previous generation, 'Confucian Swordsman, Xie Xiuwen', and it flourished again. Xie Wuhua was Xie Xiuwen's eldest son and eldest grandson.
In the previous chapter, the young man who was addressed as' young master 'in the inn's lobby was Xie Wuhua. The 'Uncle Liu' beside him was also a famous figure in the martial arts world when he was young. People called him 'Liu Xilai'. However, when Liu Xilai was forty years old, he suffered a crushing defeat. Not only was he seriously injured, he was also disabled. He originally wanted to retire from the martial arts world. Fortunately, Xie Xiuwen took him in and he became a steward of the Xie family.
Back to the main topic, let's talk about Fang Jin first.
There was a saying, 'When the Blue Bird chirps, a divine weapon appears'. When Fang Jin's master, Meng Qing, passed the saber to him, she said that the Blue Bird was a spiritual saber. If there were other divine weapons around, it would react.
Therefore, when he felt the vibration of the saber, Fang Jin naturally thought that one of the other three divine weapons had appeared nearby. However, he didn't expect that … after he searched around, he found that the only expert who had a strong presence was a person who used dual sabers.
"Could it be … that there's a fifth godly weapon in this world?" Fang Jin muttered to himself. Suddenly, his [Blue Bird] vibrated again …
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