Master of Fist

"Take off the cloth!"

The white cloth was lifted to reveal a bloody corpse. This was a head that had disappeared, and the body was missing arms and legs. There were corrosion and bite wounds all over the body. Very bloody and scary!

hiss!

Seeing this, everyone gasped. Although some of them had met before, they were still sighing at the moment.

The dignified silver-clothed guard died so miserably.

Jiang Heng looked at it silently, and soon he thought of what the Cangzhou Jianghu forces did, and the fight between warriors would never be like this.

Everyone has sharp eyesight, and they can understand it at a glance. No one did this!

There was a lot of discussion soon, and everyone was discussing in a hurry.

Jiang Heng didn't participate in it, and even this discussion, Jiang Heng didn't pay much attention to it, but the alarm bell in his heart told him that the situation was not limited to Cangzhou Jianghu and Zhenfusi.

In fact, this discussion was just a formality. Commander Lu and the officials of the Zhenfu Division vented their anger and grief in their hearts.

Jiang Heng didn't know why Commander Lu didn't investigate this matter, but he also had a general idea in his heart.

Come to think of it, this was not just the work of ordinary Yin Sha!

This can be seen from the discussion that Commander Lu only vented verbally, but did not actually take any action.

What is he afraid of?

Is it a monster?

There was chaos in my heart--

Without even taking a carriage, Jiang Heng searched for the way home all the way, walking slowly, surrounded by lively and lively scenes.

But just as Jiang Heng passed by a brightly lit compound, he heard a burst of crying and shouting intermittently from inside.

"My son! You died so badly~~!" Through the open door, Jiang Heng saw a woman sitting on the ground dancing, her tears and snot fluttering, and her clothes were in a mess.

At this time, not only were many servants and family members surrounded in the courtyard, but also many spectators stood outside like Jiang Heng, and from time to time Jiang Heng heard people whispering around.

"Mrs. Zhang is really kind, but it's a pity that she gave birth to a son who committed crimes. This is retribution!"

"What are you talking about! I heard that his son got into trouble with dirty things, all his internal organs disappeared, and he died a miserable death!"

"All the viscera and six internal organs are gone? It happened on the west side of the city a few days ago!"

"Hey, the world is getting more and more uneven. I really don't know when it will be our turn!"

Jiang Heng listened to the sighs of the crowd, but his heart tightened slightly, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he pushed the crowd away.

It's the same death condition as the members of the Liu family!

What the hell is this thing?

Yin evil?

But why hasn't the Zhenfu Division noticed it for a long time?

What exactly is going on?

There is no reason for the Zhen Fusi to ignore this matter. If it hadn't been for the destruction of Vice Commander Jiang's uncle's family before, I am afraid that it would not have attracted attention at all, but why is this gesture of raising it high but gently putting it down?

Jiang Heng's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was slowly walking on the road in the middle of the trouble. Looking at the noisy flow of people around him, he suddenly felt a little tired and dazed.

"Since I came to this world, I have been working non-stop to become stronger, practice martial arts, and resist Yin Sha. If I hadn't come here, I am afraid that the Jiang family would have been completely wiped out by Yin Sha just like these ordinary families. Jiang Heng looked forward to the right, a little boy took a small round wooden drum from his mother, held it in his hand happily, and kept shaking it to make a crisp sound.

"The people here, even if they don't know anything, even if they have no defense, they are still like weeds, trying to survive." Jiang Heng was expressionless. "But it's just about being alive."

Passing by the little boy, in front of him was a group of famous scholars who were drunk and sang songs, each of them was drunk and shouted loudly, wantonly, and most of the passers-by hurriedly avoided.

"Hahaha, no one gets drunk after a thousand cups of wine, and the lyrics and music are swaying! Brother Li! Brother Zhang! Come again!" A scholar made a toast with his empty hands, showing his chest, and he didn't care about the disgust of passers-by. eyes.

The rest of the people laughed and yelled and howled.

"Miss Cuihua is really good! Next time... hiccup, give her back!"

A group of people laughed again.

Jiang Heng glanced at several people, but still walked slowly past. Seeing Jiang Heng's unique black clothes, everyone retreated everywhere.

For example, Jiang Heng is now synonymous with being untouchable in the eyes of ordinary people.

After walking another way, Jiang Heng suddenly stopped and looked at the noodle stall on the side of the road.

In the corner there, in front of a small table, were two dirty beggars in ragged clothes.

It was strange for these two people to say that they were obviously beggars, their hands and bodies were dirty, their hair was messed up like a chicken coop, and their bodies were skinny, but on their seats, they were as straight and straight as pine trees.

Jiang Heng looked at the two people, then walked slowly to the noodle stall and sat down.

"Officer, let's have some glutinous rice balls!" The stall owner saw Jiang Heng in black clothes and immediately had a flattering smile on his face, and rushed to treat him first, with a smile all over his face.

"Come here, just like theirs." Jiang Heng pointed to the two beggars sitting beside him.

The stall owner was an elderly middle-aged man, and he was a little embarrassed when he heard the words.

"Guest officer, you are joking, those two little guys are eating leftovers from my stall, it's not good..."

"They don't pay?"

"Look at what you said, these two kids don't seem to have much money." The stall owner smiled wryly, "The two of them wandered around for several days, just picking up some rotten vegetables and leaves and unwanted stubs for cold food every day, and so did I. Look at them poorly."

"You are kind, they are not locals?" Jiang Heng glanced at the two beggars not far away.

"Isn't it? I escaped from the north a while ago, but the two children have a lot of backbone. I just told them to give them food, but they didn't want it. Afterwards, I said it. I sold it to them. I owe the debt first, and I will return it later. Two Only people eat." The stall owner also shook his head.

"Border? What happened at the border?" Jiang Heng was a little surprised.

"You don't know, my lord? Something happened on the border recently. The plateau people in the west recently broke through the important border towns, and now they are driving straight in and wreaking havoc in the west of Cangzhou!" the stall owner said helplessly.

Jiang Heng frowned, he really didn't know about this, he had been obsessed with martial arts all the time, and had little time to pay attention to those important news.

"I heard that the 100,000 troops on the border lost troops, and 50,000 to 60,000 soldiers were killed and injured, and they just stood firm in Luoxia City, the only garrison in the north besides the captured Feiyan City! Tens of thousands of refugees fled into the counties and our prefectures."

The stall owner was a little depressed as he spoke.