I have an eternal eye

The next day, the autumn wind picked up.

Zhang Biao got up early before dawn, ate rice porridge, pickles, and a dozen hard-boiled eggs, and drank the Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup in one gulp.

Boxing, standing...

The practice was completed in less than half an hour.

By running the "Three Yang Sutra", he could feel the heat flowing slowly in the Ren and Du meridians.

Ren meridian originates from the cell and runs in the middle of the abdomen. It often intersects with the three yin and yin dimensional meridians of the hands and feet, forming a sea of ​​yin meridians.

The Du Vein runs in the spine and mostly intersects with the three Yang meridians of the hands and feet and the Yang Wei Veins, forming a sea of ​​Yang meridians.

The first state of the Three Yang Meridians is to open up these two meridians and form a circulation, just like a big tree with roots, which then spreads outward, passing through various meridians and acupoints, and finally reaches the state of the Three Yang Meridians.

He could feel that the length of the heat flow was increasing significantly. Every time it moved, his shoulders and the top of his head were like a furnace, churning with heat.

When the time comes, a real fire can be ignited.

However, the price is not small.

Now I have to consume two servings of Bazhen Qi and Blood Decoction a day, and my appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and my food intake has increased sharply.

The level of Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup is still a bit low...

Zhang Biao was helpless, even this lowest grade decoction was the best substitute available in the world.

And the money is not enough.

You can only take one step and see one step.

Thinking of this, he turned around and went back to his room to change into his six-door official uniform, put on his horizontal knife and seductive rope, and prepared to go to the Yamen to order Mao.

Originally, after three days of night patrol, they could rest in the remaining time, but a large number of silver medal catchers were assigned to pursue the Lianhua Sect, and they had to take over some cases in the capital.

Boom, boom, boom!

As soon as they arrived in the yard, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw it was Father Zhou next door.

He smiled enthusiastically and held two big roosters in his hands. The combs were huge, full of energy, and they kept flapping.

"Zhang Captou, I found this one at another house. It's old and I spent a lot of time before I changed hands..."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

Zhang Biao quickly took out a tael of silver and said, "Next, I will trouble you again."

Father Zhou took it with a smile on his face, "No trouble, no trouble, as long as the catcher is satisfied."

After that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Biao locked the two big roosters into the chicken coop in the courtyard and couldn't help but said distressedly: "Mom, if this continues, the chickens won't be able to eat anymore."

There are requirements for the Bazhen Qi and Blood Soup. Tiger bones are okay, but the chicken must be a big rooster from a previous year, so that the yang energy is strong.

He had almost eaten up all the big cocks in the shop, so he had no choice but to ask Father Zhou to look for them in other shops.

Where to get money?

Zhang Biao was absent-minded, locked the courtyard door, and disappeared into the street with great strides...

…

Next door, Father Zhou saw Zhang Biao leaving through the crack in the door, and he was relieved.

His son Zhou Dalang limped out, his body covered with chicken feathers, and he said with a look of embarrassment: "Dad, you'd better tell Capt. Zhang."

"What do you know?!"

Father Zhou glared, "Captain Zhang is good, but he is also an official. If a tiger doesn't eat people, it doesn't mean he can't eat them!"

"If he has a wrong idea, you won't even have time to cry."

After that, he took his son to the woodshed.

Wow…

Before he even got close, there was a noise inside.

Only the wooden frames inside could be heard churning, accompanied by the sound of wings flapping, and the dust from the eaves falling.

Father Zhou scolded: "You didn't tie it tightly?"

His son swallowed and said, "I just tied it up a few times."

The two of them looked at each other and rushed into the house.

Inside the house, the firewood racks had collapsed.

In the messy pile of firewood, a big rooster with red feathers and green tail was flapping, and the hemp ropes around it were scattered.

This rooster was strong and majestic. Not only was it larger than an ordinary rooster, the comb also had sarcoma, which was as red as blood. Its claws were as thick as gold paint.

No matter how you look at it, it is extraordinary.

"What a beast!"

Father Zhou and his son quickly stepped forward, held down the rooster and tied it tightly, and tied the beak tightly with a leather sheath.

After a lot of tossing, both of them were covered in chicken feathers and in a miserable state.

But the smile on Father Zhou's face could not be concealed, "This beast pecked other chickens to death, and even blinded the pig's eyes. I have never seen this kind of appearance in my entire life."

"I heard that the emperor liked cockfighting when he was young. How can other people's auspiciousness compare to ours?"

After that, he looked at his son, his eyes full of kindness, "My son is kind-hearted, but unfortunately he was injured by evil people and his legs were disabled. He also raised pigs with his father, which made him stinky and looked down upon."

"When dad finds a good way, he will go to offer auspicious blessings and make arrangements for you. When dad goes to see your mother, he also has an explanation..."

"Dad, my son just wants to be by his side and fulfill his filial piety."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go."

With a creak, the woodshed door was closed tightly.

The light also dimmed.

The big rooster lying on the ground suddenly raised its head, its eyes changed from dull to lively, full of wildness and fierceness.

Bang!

The chicken head stabbed hard on the iron nail next to it, and the leather sheath suddenly became a lot looser...

………………

"At noon yesterday, a group of masked thugs broke into Taifeng Bank and stole more than 4,000 taels of money from the cabinet. The bodyguards who guarded the hospital suffered heavy casualties..."

"According to the surviving nurse, this group of people spoke with northwest accents, and their weapons were all sabers. They were suspected of being Mobei knife bandits who had infiltrated..."

"Captain Zhang, I'll leave this case to you."

In the mission room, a silver medal catcher handed the file to Zhang Biao, shook his head and said:

"The gang of knife thieves have a fierce temperament. Originally, the silver medal catcher was responsible for this matter, but now there is a shortage of manpower. Among the young people, you are very skilled, so you should take some responsibility."

"Don't worry if you become the head catcher."

Zhang Biao nodded, took the file and turned to leave.

"Brother Biao, what's the case?"

As soon as they left the house, Tie Shouming and Wang Xin, who were waiting outside, came forward to ask.

"Robbery, suspected knife robber."

Zhang Biao gave an overview of the case.

Wang Xin gasped, "Niang Le, those guys are not easy to deal with. I'm afraid we have to ask Jin Wuwei for help."

Zhang Biao shook his head and said, "Let's take a look first and then talk."

…

Taifeng Silver Village is located in Xuanpingfang, Beicheng.

Different from Nancheng, although it is not adjacent to the imperial city, most of the residents are officials from the DPRK and China.

The streets in the square are clean and tidy, and there is not a single beggar. Even the teahouses and restaurants are elegantly decorated, and one meal costs a lot of money.

Taifeng Bank is dedicated to serving this group of officials.

When Zhang Biao and three others arrived, they saw that the blood stains at the door had turned black. After hearing the news, Fang Zheng came with Wu Hou and a wounded person.

"I've seen a few head catchers."

Fang Zheng, whose surname was Li, was dressed as an official and looked to be of some wealth. He sighed and said: "Shopkeeper Hu of Yinzhuang died tragically. We were doing some idle work at home."

"This is the only nurse who survived yesterday. His name is Lu Cheng. If you want to arrest the head, just ask him."

The nurse's injuries were serious, but he was shrewd and protected his vital points. However, his arm was cut several times and his hamstring was severed, making him unable to walk.

Zhang Biao winked, and Tie Shouming and Wang Xin immediately stepped forward to ask for a confession.

This is also the six-door rules for handling cases.

The catcher asked questions first, and then he checked for omissions and filled in the gaps. After passing the cases again and again, he screened and recommended, and was promoted to catcher.

The two of them were asking outside, while Zhang Biao walked into the bank and looked at the messy scene and the knife marks on the pillars and beams, waving his hands back and forth thoughtfully.

Soon, Wang and Xin entered the door.

Tie Shouming cupped his hands and said, "Sir, Na Weiwei Lu is a disciple of Cangzhou Five Elements Boxing. He is also a well-known disciple. He came to the capital to hang out as soon as he left the mountain."

"According to him, although those people were masked, they smelled fishy, ​​spoke with a northwest accent, and had great sword skills. They were definitely knife bandits."

"Sure?"

Zhang Biao didn't even look back and said, "It's enough for the knife bandits to rob the business roads. Whoever has nothing to do and runs to the capital will end up in a den..."

"How many people spoke?"

"How many people did he fight against?"

"Did the knife bandits leave anything behind?"

Tie Shouming looked embarrassed and said, "I know I was wrong, so I'll ask him now."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Zhang Biao shook his head slightly. Tie Shouming used to be a bodyguard and knew the ropes, but his idea of ​​investigating the case was not clear and he had not turned around yet.

After a while, Tie Shouming hurried back and said solemnly: "My lord, I've asked you to clarify."

"There are only two people talking."

"Wei Lu was besieged by three people, but he knew what he was capable of and the other party spared his hand."

"Also, a knife was dropped at the scene."

After saying that, Wang Xin handed over a knife with both hands.

Zhang Biao took it, touched the blade with his fingertips, flicked it again, and listened to the sound.

Tie Shouming whispered: "Sir, it looks like someone is framing the fault..."

Zhang Biao nodded, "It smells fishy. Just put some mutton oil on it. Covering your face and intentionally leaving him alive, of course there is a problem."

As he spoke, he looked towards the saber.

Broken saber (everything)

1. The knife has a wide back and a thin blade, and the blade is relatively heavy. It is a typical saber, which is good for immediate chopping. Forged twenty years ago, the blade has been damaged.

2. The yellow sand was long and wildfires set the prairie fire ablaze. This knife had been stained with countless blood. Finally, it slept underground with its owner and was discovered by a caravan.

3. As a murder weapon, its value now only serves to divert attention...

4. Brother, I’m sorry…

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, then he turned around and went out and asked, "Li Fangzheng, how many brothers are there in the Hu family's house?"