After the Tyrant Dressed As a Woman Disguised As a Man

Because of this peculiar murder case, Chang'an Street, which was originally very lively at night, entered the curfew time an hour earlier than usual. Crescent Moon had just climbed up to the tip of the willow, and the street was almost invisible except for the soldiers who were constantly patrolling the streets and lanes. What pedestrian.

Qiao Qing ordered the lockdown of the city for several days. Because the city gate was closed, only entry was impossible. It was the kind of document that verified people who wanted to enter the city, and then opened the side door to let people in. A very superb puppet master was also trapped in the city by this decree.

After several attempts to find someone but failed, the puppet master temporarily gave up the idea of ​​going out of the city, but he was not in a hurry. It was impossible for Chang'an City to maintain this one-way inflow situation forever.

The forbidden city order issued by the young emperor was seven days. After seven days, no matter whether the murderer was caught or not, the forbidden city order would be released.

No matter how strict the investigation is, as long as the city gate allows pedestrians to enter and exit normally, the puppet master will have the ability to leave this majestic and prosperous Chang'an city.

The puppeteer who ruthlessly harvests the lives of others is an extremely life-saving person. In order to ensure his own safety, he restrained his desire for destruction and quietly dormant in the capital.

Today is the first day of June, the new moon is high in the sky, the crescent is pointed, and the light is much dimmer than when the moon was full.

It was Dongjiao Alley where several major incidents had occurred. Because several victims died in this place, many soldiers patrolled here.

"Da Da Da" came the sound of clogs stepping on the ground in the shadows.

The soldier drew out the sword he was wearing, and faced the direction of the voice, "Who?!"

The latter was taken aback by them, and took two steps back into the alley in a panic.

When the opponent retreated, the soldiers advanced a few steps, aggressively and aggressively.

Moonlight shone on the face of the man who was afraid of accidentally falling, allowing the soldier to see the appearance of the person who came.

This was a young girl with a very beautiful appearance. She was dressed in light clothes. From the look of her dress, she looked like a Liu Ying who relied on the business of skin and flesh.

Although she is a woman of the wind and dust, the girl's eyes are very pure and innocent, making her look pure and charming.

Men always have a good attitude towards the opposite sex, especially such a beautiful opposite sex.

"Who are you, what are you doing here at night."

Routine questioning is still required, but these men's voices have softened a lot.

The girl’s voice is also delicate, timid like a bunny: "The slave family, whose name is called Yueniang, lives in this alley. The seventh house in Dongjiao Alley is my home. I think it’s too early to come out. Look at the moon."

Generally speaking, those who claim to be slaves are not pure white girls. Some people have a bit of contempt in their eyes, but this is a very beautiful girl after all. If it is too heavy, it is impossible to say.

The leading soldier checked the people in this alley and found that the seventh household was indeed a prostitute, whose name was Yueniang, and the portrait could also be matched. Yueniang lived in Dongjiao Alley two years ago.

Since he had been here two years ago, he should have nothing to do with the hateful murderer who suddenly appeared.

The soldiers put away the weapons in their hands: "It's a curfew now, and young women like you shouldn't hang out alone! I won't know if I lose my life!"

Yueniang was stubborn and scolded, and then walked into the dark alley.

The headed veteran followed the Master Zhang Zongzhang who had risen to fame in Beijing for a while, and he always felt that there was something wrong with this woman named Yueniang.

His eyes were torch, staring at Yueniang closely.

When she reached the position of the seventh house, the young girl who claimed to be Yueniang took down the lantern hung on the door, her movements appeared skillful and natural.

If the prostitute wanted to attract guests, she would hang a lamp at her door. Yueniang's clothes were light and thin, but the materials looked very shabby, and her makeup was plain and light. She only wore a wooden hairpin on her head.

The curfew in the past few days, if Yueniang wanted to venture out to pick up guests because of poverty, it would be the past.

Then, that Yueniang opened the door of the house and walked in. The door creaked and closed again.

Probably it is because I think too much, and when a person appears, everything is up.

The veteran turned his head and found that the eyes of the little friends were straight.

The back of such a beautiful girl was graceful and graceful, and she looked straight at the eyes of the young soldiers. Many of them were not married. How could they have seen such a charming woman?

The veteran who already has a family patted his companion's eyes: "Okay, don't look at it. If you look at your soul, you will be hooked. Watch it carefully so as not to get a murder case, and you will be held accountable. The big guys can't eat and walk around!"

The little Maotou reluctantly retracted their gazes: "I know the boss!"

The patrol's footsteps were far away from this dark alley, and the young soldiers did not see it. In Yueniang's home, there was a cold corpse lying quietly.

The blood on the ground has almost dried up, and the pale, dead person is the Yueniang who really lives here.

The "woman" sitting in front of the brass mirror removed the snow-white bandage on her hand, revealing a row of slender and transparent silk threads.

He hummed a little song softly, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind. No, the windows and doors were closed tightly. Where did the wind come from? !

A sharp blade slashed at him, and the essence of the puppet master manipulated the silk thread to entangle the flying blade.

It was the kid watching the scenery in the restaurant who was fighting with him.

The boy seemed to be young, but he was actually an adult. The real identities of Young Master Yumian were brothers, but because of the puppet master, Jianghu people were paid attention to. If you say anything about brothers, their lives will be very troublesome.

The puppet master showed an expression of begging for mercy, and while wrapping silk thread around the opponent's weapon, he interceded for himself: "They are all in the same family, so why bother brothers and sisters."

The boy spit on his face. : "Whoever is the same as you, who is not a ghost or a ghost, hand over what you stole!"

There was a disdain on the face of the puppet master: "The pavilion master is just a fool. You obviously have such skills, why listen to that fool pavilion master's dispatch."

He was not a native of the Tianyi Pavilion, but he had already made the idea of ​​Tianyi Pavilion and managed to enter it.

The current pavilion master of Tianyi Pavilion is different from that kind of powerful leader.

In addition, the puppet masters are indifferent in nature, and they are completely unable to understand the absolute worship and absolute obedience of these people to the pavilion master.

"How dare you slander the pavilion master!" The child's anger was all aroused, and the long whip in his hand was swayed vigorously.

Seeing that good things don't make sense, the puppet master changed the previous embarrassment, approached step by step, and turned defense into offense.

At this time, another of the senior brothers also joined the battle, fighting two against one, instantly changing the situation of the confrontation.

The jade-faced son's voice was gentle and watery, but the words in his mouth were not merciless: "Master Ou, you have betrayed the Tianyi Pavilion and stole the treasure from the door. This crime is to be blamed."

As a hidden Sejong gate, not only was Tianyi Pavilion allowed, but the gatekeepers were not allowed to leave the pavilion without authorization, because all defectors would be cleared by the pavilion’s direct disciples.

There has never been a defector who can live a month after rebellion.

Compared with the Confucian School of Legalism, Tianyi Pavilion is actually more of a quagmire sect, and it is also the kind of sect that specializes in elites.

But if it is placed in the arena, it must only be attributed to the Demon Cult. After all, he accepts all kinds of strange people, provided that you are strong enough.

The Tianyi Pavilion has existed for thousands of years and has gone through several pavilions. The wealth collected is more than that of Qi, Yue, and Chu.

It is said that this is the reason why every time he assisted the monarch to complete his hegemony, he retired without nostalgia.

Comply with the rules of the Tianyi Pavilion, and those who don't care about the power, needless to say, will naturally choose to come back.

As for those ambitious disciples, you work hard outside, but you have tens of millions of fortunes, but you can inherit hundreds of billions of fortunes when you come back. You are really ambitious. You can choose the latter without thinking about it.

Tianyi Pavilion is not only a rich storage, but also another thing that can make people crazy-the art of immortality.

Of course, even in the Tianyi Pavilion, it is only a rumor, but one thing is certain. The first pavilion master of Tianyi Pavilion should live more than three hundred years old.

The emperor, who has done so much, crazily longed for the way of longevity, and only the pavilion of Tianyi Pavilion could touch the core of longevity.

And the puppet master, for some reason, became a disciple of the Tianyi Pavilion. After stealing the things from the pavilion master, he defected from the Tianyi Pavilion.

After all, in his opinion, these people in Tianyi Pavilion are all neuroses, especially the pavilion owner, who is simply a neurosis among neuroses.

No, he was praised by his neuropathy. The pavilion master is clearly a fool who can see except his face, and his brain circuit is completely different from that of a normal person.

Had it not been for the protection of Tianyi Pavilion, such a good-looking idiot would have made a beautiful doll in his hand.

Thinking of the pavilion master of Tianyi Pavilion, the puppet master couldn't help but gritted his teeth, but he quickly recovered. Now is the battle of life and death, not the time to distract people who are irrelevant.

The puppet master fell in the middle of the fight, and his expression was a bit embarrassed. He retreated steadily, and his face was cut with a small wound by a sharp blade.

More and more wounds, blood flowed out along the wound, dripping to the lips of the puppet master.

When the child held his breath and planned to kill the puppet master with a single blow, his companion's exclaiming came from his ear: "A Bao, be careful!"

Under the reminder of his son, the boy dodged the attack from behind, but he avoided the puppet master.

The puppet master changed his previous embarrassment, with a very leisurely smile on his face. Ten fingers manipulated the thin silk thread, and Yueniang, who had been crawling on the ground, had a weapon in her hand and attacked the two men fiercely.

At the same time, he threw something out of his arms, a round purple ball.

This is the Ziyun Lei made by their big brother, with great lethality. If it is detonated, let alone this room, this alley will be blown up.

But precisely because of its huge lethality, this thing has always been used as a banned item, except for the pavilion master and the big brothers who are addicted to tinkering with all kinds of strange things, most people can't get it.

Unexpectedly, the puppet master stole even this kind of thing.

Seeing the purple ball, Young Master Yumian was shocked, and took A Bao and ran out of the door.

"Quick, get out soon!"

If they run slower, they will lose their lives here.

Both of them are very young. If you die for something meaningful, it's all right. If you die in this way, then you will be too embarrassed.

The puppet master took the opportunity to jump out of the window and escaped. In fact, the purple cloud thunder he stole was a semi-finished product. The explosion could only explode some fireworks, which was not lethal.

Tianyi Pavilion itself is not a serious organization, these people want to clear the door, and they will certainly not seek the help of officers and soldiers.

Don't run away at this time, but when will you stay.

But when the puppet master jumped out, he met a face that was not as beautiful as a human.

The owner of this face stood quietly on a stone opposite to Yue's family, and the moonlight shone on him, making this handsome man look like a fairy in the moon.

The stone was obviously the one used to pickle vegetables at the house of Aunt Wang, but it was a bit more immortal when the young man stepped on it under his feet.

The puppet master was like a puppet whose hand was interrupted, and suddenly squatted: "Ge Ge...Pavilion Master?!"

The pavilion owner of Tianyi Pavilion can only be trapped in Tianyi Pavilion, and there is no way to come out, but who is this person in front of him? !

Except for the pavilion master of Tianyi Pavilion, who can grow into such a face? !

The latter frowned, and what looked like a small candy pill in his hand bounced into the slightly opened mouth of the puppet master.

The puppet master opened his eyes and tried desperately to pick his throat, but the sugar pill melted, and then he stiffened and fell to the ground. A bug crawled out of his mouth and quickly bit the puppet into a bone. .

Tianyi Pavilion not only has a puppet master who is proficient in puppet art, mechanism art, but also good at poison, and there are all kinds of strange things.

However, these things are not mainstream, and most of them are not energy-produced because the materials are very precious.

The people in the Tianyi Pavilion are very precious, and there are still very few people. The puppet master looked at how many people there were in the Tianyi Pavilion. In fact, in the entire valley, there were basically puppets, and there were only seven or eight living people.

Those who make money for Tianyi Pavilion and provide a steady stream of gold and silver wealth and resources can only be regarded as domestic servants and properties, but not as serious people in the pavilion.

People like Puppet Master, who was not a native of Tianyi Pavilion, were fed special Gu worms in his stomach when he came in, but he didn't know it.

Young Master Yumian joined A Bao, who had escaped, and saw a familiar person, and bowed down on the spot. They didn't express any surprise at the presence of their pavilion master in this place.

In fact, there are many legends about Tianyi Pavilion outside, but like the gods in myths, many of them are just legends, not true at all.

"See the patron!"

They are very ashamed. They should have done the job of clearing the door by themselves, but in the end they bothered their patrons to go out in person.

"Get up."

The man called the pavilion master waved his hand: "It's okay."

He stared at the white bone for a long while, his brows frowned.

"Pavilion Master, what's wrong?"

"How can he be handed over to the government office like this?"

People are being investigated everywhere in the government, and all forces are revolving around this big case.

Originally, his organization was going to be down, because everyone was busy catching the puppeteer, and it was delayed for a long time.

Young Master Yumian wiped his cold sweat: "Please don't worry, the pavilion master, I will take care of the rest together with A Bao."

They have all worked hard, and if they can't do the rest, then it's time to apologize.

"Then leave it to you."

A Bao blinked, and the pavilion master disappeared before their eyes.

"Brother..."

"What's wrong with Abao?"

"Did I just have my eyes blind, or we have been blown to death by Big Brother Ziyun Lei, so we have hallucinations."

The latter pinched him, and the pinched Aoao screamed: "I feel it now, it's not an illusion."

Their patrons are just less responsible, and they don’t have the same kind of love. This kind of thing is good.

"They are there!"

The veteran who thought that Yueniang was wrong before, later went back to think about it, and still felt something was wrong. He happened to meet Zhang Zong when he returned.

Zhang Zong had lived in Dongjiao Alley for several years and knew every household inside. Hearing the description of the veteran, he immediately concluded that Yueniang was a fake.

If they haven't caught anyone for so long, they may have entered a misunderstanding. Perhaps the murderer was not a man.

Regardless of the facts, Yueniang must have a problem.

Zhang Zong immediately brought a large group of troops to chase him, and then he saw the two sneaky brothers who were trying to destroy the corpse. Later, there was the real Yueniang's corpse lying on the ground with the door wide open.

The two senior brothers and the officers and soldiers looked at each other, reacted, and hurriedly defended themselves: "Misunderstandings and misunderstandings, we are not the murderer, the murderer is the bone on the ground."

They were planning to flee, but when they saw the pavilion master standing on the roof and looking at them with no emotion, they had to stay and explain.

If you really want to escape, the dirty water must have spilled on the two brothers.

The veteran scolded and said, "What are you kidding about? How can bones kill people?"

This person is buried in the soil, and it will take a long time for him to become a bone.

One soldier's eyes were red, and his sister died at the hands of the hateful murderer. He rushed up with the weapon and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the "murderer".

However, before he got close, he was beaten out by the "murderer".

"This little brother, please calm down, don't accidentally hurt a good person."

"You let me go, I will kill them!"

The two senior brothers raised the weapons in their hands: "Really, the one on this ground is our same door, but it's not a good thing. You see our weapons are different. He killed people with silk thread. We are here to clean up the door. Yes, it is the result of clearing the door on the ground."

Zhang Zong squatted on the ground one step earlier and carefully looked at the bones: "This bone is indeed new and not long after death."

Although the meat has been eaten, there are still fine traces of silk threads on the other's hand bones, and the clothes are still there.

"Take this bone, and Liu Yueniang's."

Perceiving something, Zhang Zong looked towards the eaves, only to see a black cat standing on the eaves quietly looking at them.

Xu was thinking about it, and he ordered: "Take the two of them away and put them in jail."

Knowing that this time was an opportunity to wash away their innocence, the two brothers put down their weapons and looked very cooperative.

However, the two of them stayed in the damp and dark dungeon, sitting down on the haystack, looking at the roaches and mice flying by, and they were still in a particularly bad mood.

As expected, the pavilion master didn't pity them at all.

The unsentimental pavilion master returned to his temporary residence. He opened the curtain and entered a room that exuded a very strong masculinity.

Because he had been wearing a mask, the person who introduced him said that the young man's face had been burned and disfigured, and no one would force him to take off the mask.

So the kid stayed in this place for more than a month. The people here don’t know what the little man named Xiaoyu looks like. They only know that the new guy has a weird temper and his brain circuit is a bit different from everyone else. It may be There is a problem with my head.

Anyway, it is their relatives who are in charge here, and don't eat or drink at them.

"Xiaoyu, where did you go in the evening? It takes so long to go to a pit."

"Xiaoyu loves cleanliness. I think I went to the river to take a bath. Hey, brother, don't tell me, come and help me see if I want to improve this place..."

Yan Yu was the same as before, still doing nothing, just as a supervisor, staring at these people tossing about the weird things according to the drawings.

He has received the news that these things were made by the newly appointed emperor in the palace, but because of the assassin and the recent case, Qiao Qing will soon have his birthday, and no new person around him has been added, even if it is not enough. .

Whether it's a court lady, an eunuch, or a guard, the emperor doesn't need more people to serve now.

Yanyu was not interested in holding on to others' identities and faces. If he wanted to enter the palace, he must use his own name and identity to enter.

A long time ago, as long as the name of Tianyi Pavilion was exposed, no matter which country the emperor was, he would sweep his couch to welcome him, but now the times outside the mountains seem to have changed a lot, and it is not a troubled world now. The name of Tianyi Pavilion is probably It may not work as well as before.

Anyway, Yanyu talked about Tianyi Pavilion with the people around him. These capable men would only scratch their hair and ears, and asked him blankly: "What, Tianyi Pavilion, are you making clothes? I haven't heard of it."

Look, he said that he was right, and Tianyi Pavilion had fallen so badly that no one knew it.

But now that the puppet master has been arrested, he should be able to enter the palace smoothly. I don't know what he looks like today. Yanyu remembers that the founding emperor looked ugly.

"Ah Qiu ah Qiu ah Qiu!"

Qiao Qing sneezed several times.

Gao Fu, who was transferred from Feng Dexi, put on a thin robe for the emperor in single clothes: "It is cold in the early summer night. Your Majesty is the common people of the world, and you must take care of the dragon."

"No problem."

She shouldn't drink tea, but because of her excitement, she couldn't sleep, so she got up and criticized her.

Of course, her hard work was not in vain. Every time Qiao Qing had to be diligent, she would definitely let the palace staff publicize it.

She is not the kind of model worker who does things silently and treats herself stupidly.

Qiao Qing looked out the window, the crescent moon hung high, but under this wonderful moonlight, there should be no more tragedies of innocent women dying.