Chapter 287 Unexpected Clues

In Huanghua Lane, Li the Carpenter walked towards his house with a load of wood carvings on his shoulders.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" Li the Carpenter saw a handsome young man in black at the door.

Meng Qi smiled and said, "I want to pick a wood carving."

"Okay." Li the Carpenter was quite cautious and did not directly invite Meng Qi into the house to pick. He put down his load at the door and pointed at the bamboo basket, "Sir, please do as you please."

Meng Qi picked the wood carvings and said casually, "Are there two wood carvings that are exactly the same?"

"That's impossible. There will always be small differences when carving." Li the Carpenter smiled politely.

"That makes sense." Meng Qi made a hint and took out the wood carving in his arms, "Do you recognize it?"

Meng Qi's plan was to use the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Method" to awaken Li the Carpenter's related memories!

Normally, with Meng Qi's level of cultivation, he could not awaken the incomplete memories of his past lives without mentioning them. Even the memories of this life had to be combined with the skills of breaking the purity to awaken the most painful, unforgettable, and obsessive parts of them.

But the wood carving was bought only yesterday. It has only been about twelve hours, and Li's related impressions have not faded much. In the deep sea of ​​memory, that is, the sea of ​​subconsciousness, they are still on the surface and easy to awaken.

And there is the wood carving itself as a support, which can directly correspond to the related fragments!

——No two wood carvings are exactly the same. Li had a feeling when carving, but it was not important and did not need to be remembered, so he could not distinguish them. But in the subconscious, they are actually different. As long as it does not exceed three days, there is a certain hope to correspond. For such low-level craftsmen, they will not buy too many pieces of wood at a time to prevent carving and not being able to sell them, which will take up money. They often only buy one or two days' worth at a time.

Of course, the most important point is that Li the craftsman does not know martial arts and his mental defense is very weak!

But Meng Qi did not force it, and performed the magic on the premise of not damaging Li the craftsman's soul and body.

Just as Li the craftsman was about to speak, he suddenly felt the dark sky suddenly turn dark, and then bright. He stood on the street, greeting the customers coming and going. Some would stop to choose, while others would pick one up at random, throw down the copper coins and leave. This kind of life was essentially no different from every day in the past.

Suddenly, his eyes focused on a wood carving, and he always felt that it was a little special and different from other similar ones.

Just as the idea emerged, he felt a shadow covering the stall, and a hand picked up the wood carving.

Meng Qi, who performed the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike" and "Heart-Imprinting" techniques, held his breath for a moment, because there were a few ink marks on the edge of this hand!

The note with "Crazy Knife" Su Meng written on it had a slightly blurred ink mark on the edge, and the person who wrote it must have touched it...

"How many copper coins?" A male voice sounded in Li the craftsman's ears, and he raised his head and prepared to answer.

Meng Qi concentrated and waited for the answer.

Li the craftsman's sight gradually stopped on the face of the person in front of him, with slanting eyes, broom eyebrows, and a young man...

This is Jiang Tabo!

Meng Qi almost lost his composure and was almost backfired by the Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Great Method. It turned out to be Jiang Tabo! Jiang Tabo, who was framed and used his death to frame himself! Jiang Hengchuan's cousin!

Thoughts came to mind one by one, and Meng Qi suddenly found the answers to several questions. The person behind the scenes clearly said that Jiang Tabo was kidnapped. Why did Jiang Hengchuan go to Maoling when he was only detained by the casino and had already collected the money and came out intact? Jiang Hengchuan was obviously staying in a hotel secretly and lived near Jiang Tabo, so why was he still discovered by the person behind the scenes and led away at the critical moment? Why was the expression on Jiang Tabo's face frozen more in disbelief than fear...

But he was dead, and the clues were still broken...

Li Jiangren's eyes swept over the person next to Jiang Tabo. He was in his forties, wearing a brocade robe, with the momentum of being a leader for a long time, with an inconspicuous tumor at the corner of his eyebrow. He stood very close to Jiang Tabo and made eye contact.

The sight gradually blurred, and Li Jianren shuddered. He saw that the sky was still dark, the smoke from cooking was calling the evening, everything was normal, but there was no one in front of him.

"No, it couldn't be a ghost..." Li Jianren was so scared that his soul was out of his body. Suddenly, he saw a dime of silver in the basket. He was surprised and happy. After confirming that it was real gold and silver, he just hoped that such ghosts would come often.

Meng Qi walked out of Huanghua Lane and went directly to Guanjin Garden. He didn't know who Jiang Tabo knew, but Jiang Hengchuan should know some of them!

As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Hengchuan was still searching near Tingfeng Xiaozhu, looking back from the stone track described by Meng Qi to find the person hiding at that time.

"Young Master Su, do you have any clues?" Jiang Hengchuan asked a little excitedly when he sensed Meng Qi approaching.

Meng Qi nodded: "I went to Huanghua Lane again and used some tricks to help Li Jianren recall the situation at that time."

It is almost impossible for Li Jianren to recall, so he was not killed. Who could guess that Meng Qi had the method of changing the sky and striking the earth?

Even if he is a reincarnation, how many people can find it from the vast sea of ​​​​gongfa?

It is neither high nor low, but it has special effects.

"Who is it?" Jiang Hengchuan was slightly surprised and asked repeatedly.

Meng Qi described what he saw in detail.

Jiang Hengchuan's body shook slightly, and his face became gloomy: "I just think it's too coincidental, no wonder, no wonder!"

This is a kind of hatred and helplessness of being disappointed.

"Brother Jiang, do you know that middle-aged man?" Meng Qi returned to the topic.

Jiang Hengchuan took a deep breath, his face returned to normal, and his every move was natural: "Although I have only seen him once or twice, I will not recognize him. Chu Guan, the incense master of the Dajiang Gang, is a gambling friend of Ta Bo."

"Dajiang Gang..." Meng Qi took a deep breath.

Jiang Hengchuan pondered for a moment and said, "This is about the Dajiang Gang. The person behind the scenes has framed someone before. We can't act rashly. We must invite Qingshou or Yinzhang, and we must go with the head or deputy head of the Dajiang Gang branch hall. "

"That's right." Meng Qi agreed.

This is not like investigating Jiang Tabo by himself. His background is not obvious. With the identity of Qingshou, he will not be wronged. This is the incense master of the Dajiang Gang, the top force in the world. It's better to make the best of a bad situation and get rid of a few people who don't belong to his gang.

It happened that Jiang Hengchuan had a friendship with Yu Yinzhang and Dai Qingshou of the Six Gates of Maoling because of yesterday's incident. The two went out together, crossed the busy streets, resisted the government office, explained the whole story, and invited Dai Fei and Dai Qingshou.

Then Dai Qingshou came forward and invited Chen Yasong, the deputy leader of the Maoling branch of the Dajiang Gang, and the four of them rushed to Chu Guan's home together.

"I didn't expect someone to stir up trouble in Maoling. If I know who it is, I will make him pay!" Dai Fei Dai Qingshou is a generous man. As he walked, he cursed the person behind the scenes.

Chen Yasong, the deputy leader of the Maoling branch of the Dajiang Gang, is also a half-step outsider. He is familiar with Dai Fei and said, "The undercurrent has been turbulent for a few months. Who did you make pay?"

He has a fair face and looks like a middle-aged beast.

"Isn't there no clue?" Dai Fei turned his head and looked at Meng Qi, "Is Su Shaoxia good at divination? Can he get clues like this? There is no false person under the reputation!"

Meng Qi smiled and said, "It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning."

Hey, you want to trick me? No way!

Although Jiang Hengchuan remained calm, he didn't speak all the way, and he felt a little impatient.

The four of them walked very fast, and soon they saw Chu Guan's yard, which was quiet and silent.

"Something is wrong, is it too quiet?" Meng Qi's face was solemn.

Chen Yasong shook his head: "Mrs. Chu Guan is taking care of the parents in her hometown, and her children are married. He likes gambling, and there is only one mute servant in the family, so there is no need to worry."

"Don't be careless." Dai Fei took this opportunity to insult Chen Yasong, quickened his pace, and directly climbed over the wall into Chu Guan's yard. Meng Qi and the other two followed closely behind.

As soon as they landed, a mute scream was heard. The four of them did not make eye contact and quickened their pace at the same time.

Meng Qi was quite surprised. He and others came so quickly, and there was no news leaked, so how could there be a problem?

Dai Fei waved his palm from a distance, and a strong wind rolled up, breaking open the door, revealing the bloody scene in the hall:

The old servant fell to the ground, with a sword in his chest, and had already died. Chu Guan, who had an inconspicuous tumor at the corner of his eyebrow, sat on the armchair, holding the sword with both hands, and stabbed it into his chest, with blood all over his body.

He looked at Meng Qi and others with hatred, and screamed:

"Wenquxingjun will avenge me..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and he bit off his tongue. Under the double injury, he died immediately, and Meng Qi and others could not save him in a hurry.

Wenquxingjun... This shrill scream kept echoing in Meng Qi's ears, as if it was announcing something.

The faces of the four people became gloomy at the same time. After a careful search, no clues were found.

"Wenquxingjun, there is no such person in the world! Could it be the resurrection of the ancient gods?" Dai Fei said hatefully, and Chen Yasong and Jiang Hengchuan also looked puzzled.

Meng Qi did know the origin of Wenquxingjun, but no matter what, Wenquxingjun was just a code name. He must have an open identity in Maoling. Who is he?

Since Meng Qi deliberately did not talk about this matter, the four people discussed it for a while, but they had no clue. They decided to report the matter to the Shendu headquarters and the Dajiang Gang headquarters to see if they could find any clues.

The four people left separately and did not talk all night. After Meng Qi got up, he felt irritated when he thought that the matter had entered a dead end again.

He took a deep breath, walked out of the courtyard, and took a walk in the cool morning.

Unconsciously, he walked to the entrance of the alley with the dragon locust tree and saw the gray-haired old man carrying a small stool out, holding a piece of wood and a carving knife in his hand, and working attentively again.

Focused and pious, he was as if the matter in his hands was the most important thing in the world, and he was completely focused on it. Every time he cut, it was like carving his own life.

Quiet, peaceful, calm, and indescribable feeling, Meng Qi once again calmed his irritability and watched cross-legged.

"Young man, what's up?" After an unknown amount of time, the old man finished carving a piece of wood and looked up at Meng Qi.

This time, Meng Qi did not leave directly. He pondered for a moment and said, "Old man, I was impressed by your concentration in carving, so I stopped to watch."

Both times, he had a similar feeling. According to the many novels he had read, this was the rhythm of meeting a master!

Could it be true?

Meng Qi was a little bit looking forward to it, as if he was discovering the little fun in life.

"No, no, the old lady is stupid, so I have to concentrate." The old man said self-deprecatingly.

Meng Qi's face twitched, and after thinking about it, he changed the subject: "Old man, from your accent, you don't sound like a local?"

"Yes." The old man sighed, "I came here a month ago, and I will leave after watching the Jinshui Tide."

"Jinshui Tide? Old man is a refined person." Meng Qi smiled.

The expression of the fifty-year-old man became gentle, looking at the wooden sculpture in his hand - the sculpture of a woman in palace dress: "My wife loved the Jinshui tide the most before she died. Since her death, I come here to watch the tide every year."

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