There was sunshine at noon and the mountain village was very quiet.

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded outside the mourning hall. Ma Lian'er looked at Gu Qingci anxiously. He had just seen the elders of Majia Village coming with the government servants, coming in full force.

Gu Qingci also heard the movement and Ma Lian'er's words, but he was very quiet and didn't say a word.

More than a dozen yamen runners came to the outside of the mourning hall. In the courtyard at noon, the sun shone on people very warmly. In this silence, there was no match for the coldness of the mourning hall, and suddenly became depressed and serious again.

Gu Qingci pulled out his long sword, and the whole mourning hall seemed to be in a cold winter. The luster was as bright and dazzling as a firework lit at night, and quietly emitted a soul-catching aura.

Gu Qingci found a chair, sat in front of the coffin, gently holding the sword and closing his eyes.

Ma Lian'er was puzzled and was about to speak, but was stopped by Uncle Yan, and she looked at Uncle Yan in confusion.

Uncle Yan pulled Ma Lian'er aside and whispered: "Miss Ma, don't worry, Lord Gu is here, just watch him handle it quietly, there will be no problem."

Ma Lian'er was still very anxious and said, "But, there were so many people coming..."

Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "Don't talk about this little person, just ten times more. As long as Lord Gu is here, they will not even think of taking me away."

At this time, someone appeared outside the mourning hall.

It was a group of yamen and several old men from Majia Village. The yamen were all cold and even a little vicious. The iron chains in their hands jingled in the cold wind. They should not be blown by the wind, but were shaking by their hands. The knives were all out of the sheath and were ready for battle. After all, there was a villain here who had injured two young and strong men.

The leader was a detective, wearing a red official uniform, with bright eyes and vicissitudes of life on his face. He stepped into the mourning hall and scolded: "The murderer injuring you, don't bow your head!"

Then, he was stunned.

In the mourning hall, in front of the coffin, a young man.

The young man sat upright on the chair, stood with his sword, closed his eyes slightly, and did not move. Except for the occasional wind blowing the white robe, it looked like a sculpture.

The headmaster stared at Gu Qingci for a long time, but he didn't notice Gu Qingci paying attention to him. A trace of displeasure flashed across his face. He didn't take the person indiscriminately, but turned his head and asked, "Is he the murderer?"

An old clan in Majia Village stood up. He was stunned when he saw Gu Qingci, slightly surprised. He was deeply impressed by this young man and met at the village entrance earlier.

In a small mountain village like Majia Village, there are no people with a temperament like Gu Qingci, and they have never seen such a person with such a style. Therefore, the old man of this clan was impressed and had dealt with Gu Qingci. Gu Qingci's gentleness made him remember clearly.

He was puzzled with the doubts about why Gu Qingci appeared here, but he could probably guess that it must be related to Ma Shilian. After all, Ma Shilian was a juren at the time and must have made many classmates. He suddenly felt a little confused and couldn't figure out what Gu Qingci was and what kind of relationship he had with Ma Shilian would stop them. But now, he didn't care about so many arrows.

The old man of the clan was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the coffin and said, "Sir, the murderer is not this young man, but that old man."

The headmaster frowned and looked over.

The almost zhēni-like gaze of the arrested head swept over, and Ma Lian'er felt a sudden heart and was so scared that she hurriedly grabbed Yan Bo's arm.

Uncle Yan patted Ma Lian'er, shook her head, and signaled her not to worry.

The headmaster looked at Yan Bo, and Yan Bo grinned, revealing two old yellow teeth. He looked no different from an ordinary old man. He was harmless and looked very kind.

The captain frowned, looked at the clan elder, and asked, "Are you sure that such an old man would have injured two young and strong murderers?"

The clan elder nodded quickly and said, "Sir, don't be too old, you're so cruel. Look at him having a knife hanging around his waist, he was the one who was injured with that knife."

The headmaster slowly put away the iron chain and waist knife, looked at Yan Bo, with a gentle attitude, and said, "Old man, I am Wang Yin, the headmaster of the Biyang Prefecture Yamen. Someone accused you of being the murderer of the injured person. You need to go to the Yamen with us."

"I know." Yan Bo acted very plainly, looking completely indifferent.

Wang Yin and the servants behind him were stunned.

They were ordered to arrest the criminals today, but they never expected that the murderer who could cut the two young and strong would be an old man in his seventies and eighties. Moreover, the old man seemed not afraid of them at all, which made them a little difficult to understand.

A person who is surrounded by so many vicious yamen runners and can still ask so calmly or even feel nothing, whether it is the gangster and old fox who have dealt with the government countless times, or the ruthless bandit who resolutely dies and does not spare his life, but Yan Bo obviously has nothing to do with these two types of people, and it looks like the same as those old people in the village who are too late every day.

Wang Yin is also a living person with his parents, so he has enough respect and patience to the old man. Even with Bo Yan's attitude, he said gently: "Then, old man, since you have no other explanation, just come with me. If there is any grievance, you can tell the prefect that he will definitely avenge you."

Wang Yin spoke sincerely and had a good attitude.

However, Uncle Yan shook his head and said, "I have no grievances. It is indeed me who killed people. However, it is not that easy for you to take me away. You have to ask him whether he agrees or not."

While Yan Bo said, he pointed at Gu Qingci.

Wang Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Qingci. He was a little afraid of this young man who seemed to be asleep. It was a fear from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know why. From the first sight of this young man, he felt like he was on his back. Therefore, he never disturbed him, and even deliberately avoided him.

However, now that he was pointed out, he had no choice but to turn around and look at Gu Qingci, bow his hand, and said, "Young Master, I don't know what you have to explain."

After a while, Gu Qingci slowly opened his eyes, his white shirt fluttered slightly, and his calm eyes seemed to be like a slight boom in his past generations. The long sword suddenly moved and slowly floated up.

The yamen runners suddenly became nervous, and with a "brush", everyone was on guard. They all knew that there was a kind of person in this world who was far away from the court and ignored the law at all, and those people were people in the world.

But these people had excellent martial arts skills and left after they made a mistake, which gave them great headaches. Gu Qingci's long sword in the air was beyond the martial arts skills of any master they had seen.
Chapter completed!