The torch swayed, and the light and shadow were dark and uncertain. The figures of Liu Feifeng, Jie Chengye and others were projected on the cave wall, changing with the flames.

The atmosphere in the ghost cave became silent, and the only sound of burning oil stains made people feel more and more depressed.

The people present looked at the strange palm prints on the stone wall, breathing suddenly, and their faces were full of shock.

They all knew the skills of Liu Feifeng, the captain. Although they like to brag about it, their martial arts are really good. Even if more than 20 constables on the field join forces, they are afraid they are not the former opponent.

But now Liu Feifeng slashed the stone wall with one knife, leaving only a shallow knife mark. When it pushes one to another, what powerful force should it be able to leave a palm print as deep as a foot on such a hard stone wall?

Or, what a terrifying existence?

Liu Feifeng's face seemed to be slashed hard, and she was ashen and stood still in place.

Jie Chengye walked up slowly, looking at the palm prints at the height and the bronze tokens in it, and vaguely saw the tokens with undulating patterns engraved, but the fire could not shine there, and it was also indifferent.

He touched the stone wall with his fingers again, but he felt like pig iron passing by his fingertips, and couldn't help but say tremblingly: "Is this palm print really the power of ghosts and gods?"

Liu Feifeng suddenly turned her head, looked at Jie Chengye, and said, "The great man is a disciple of a saint. Do you also believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods?

"The saints teach to respect ghosts and gods and keep them away, just... it's just this..."

The karma is understood and pointed to the palm print, and I can't say a complete sentence for a while.

Liu Feifeng stopped talking, lifted her body and jumped up, and arrived at the palm seal where she was soaring to the height of her hand.

He grabbed a protruding pointy cone on the stone wall with his left hand, stabilized his body and did not fall. He stretched out his right hand along the five finger marks of the palm print toward the bronze token, trying to take out the token.

However, the token was as if it was cast with a stone wall. Liu Feifeng gritted her teeth and tried all her strength, but she still didn't move at all.

Liu Feifeng had no choice but to fall down and ordered people to bring a pile of stones to the foot. Then he stood on the pile of stones, drew his sword and stabbed it into the palm print, trying to pry off the token.

After working hard for more than half an hour, Liu Feifeng was sweating profusely, and a loud shout came out, and the "crack" sound was made, and the steel knife broke and broke.

Liu Feifeng gasped heavily, exhausted, and shook her head at Jie Chengye below.

"Get the torch!"

Jie Chengye's face darkened, he grabbed a torch, climbed onto the pile of stones, and raised the torch to shine.

The fire penetrated into the palm print.

The pattern on the bronze token suddenly came into view, which surprised both of them. Jie Chengye seemed to be frightened, and let out a low cry, and fell backwards.

"Sir, be careful!" Liu Feifeng hurriedly reached out to support him.

Jie Chengye took a deep breath, calmed his rapid beating mood, and said in a deep voice: "The pattern is engraved with the ancient evil Xiang Yao in the Shanhai Jing. What does it represent? And what does this extra seven-mouth sword mean?"

What appeared in their eyes was a monster with a vicious and vicious monster with nine snake heads.

The snake's body was winding and circling, but the nine heads were all human heads, and the long necks were tangled together, either grinning, laughing wildly, closing your eyes to rest, or turning your head to roar... The expressions were very different, but they were all lifelike, evil and terrifying, as if they were about to leapt out of the token.

The snake's tail turns into a word "一", wrapping the pattern of the seven-mouthed sword into it.

Liu Feifeng stared at the bronze pattern for a while, and said in a low voice: "Maybe this palm print may really be caused by the power of ghosts and gods, but Liu knew that in this world, there is another power that can achieve this level in addition to the power of ghosts and gods."

Jie Chengye looked at him and asked, "What power?"

Liu Feifeng paused word by word: "Human power!"

"How can you do such an incredible thing with the power of a human being?" Jie Chengye opened his mouth wide and looked extremely surprised.

"Adults are not martial arts practitioners, so they naturally don't know that human power is much stronger than anyone imagined."

Liu Feifeng slowly stretched out her palm and pressed against the stone wall. She suddenly exerted force and shook it, but with a "buzzing" sound, the dust and gravel fell down.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Liu is far from able to do this little skill, but I know that there may be two people in this world who can do it."

"There are two more people?"

Jie Chengye was shocked, not because he felt too little, but because he felt too much.

"Yes, the first person is Long Qianshan, the first master of martial arts in the past. This man was unique in the martial arts world with his unique weapon, Panlong Silk, and was in the martial arts world for a while. However, he was defeated nine years ago and has since disappeared from the world."

"Who was defeated?" Jie Chengye asked hurriedly.

"Master Yan Hui, the host of Xiangguo Temple, is also the second person I mentioned!"

Liu Feifeng's eyes were extremely solemn and said in a deep voice: "But Long Qianshan has long disappeared. With his style of conduct, he can't do such a thing. Master Yanhui is compassionate and will not kill anyone."

Jie Chengye's eyes flashed and he said, "No matter who he is, since he dared to leave a token on the wall after killing someone, he treated the court as if nothing had happened and deliberately provoked! How rampant is this beast? I will report it to the court and bring it to justice!"

Liu Feifeng looked at Chengye and bowed, "Sir, the murderer's martial arts have reached its peak, and it is really difficult to deal with with the power of our county government.

For the sake of the present, we should first block the ghost cave and leave it to people from above."

...

The officials of the Song Dynasty were notoriously slow to work, but this time it was an exception. Just seven days after Jie Chengye's report was sent, a group of more than twenty cavalry entered Guangde County and ran towards the county government without stopping.

These knights are all wearing black and red horse boots, wearing brocade clothes and steel knives hanging on their waists, which is extraordinary.

The leader is about fifty years old, with a strong face and a strong body, with eyebrows flying slanted into his temples, and a pair of tiger eyes look at him with awe-inspiring power, making people dare not look directly at his face.

The toll on duty outside the county government office had long heard the news. Seeing this group of people as majestic as they were, someone came in to report it without waiting for them to get close.

After a while, Liu Feifeng hurriedly ran out of the county yamen. Compared to those ignorant yamen runners, he undoubtedly had a lot of knowledge.

He only glanced at the public uniforms of these knights and was shocked.

"Six doors!"

Then his eyes were fixed on the head knight, his pupils contracted, and his face changed horror: "Iron Claw Flying Tiger Meng Yunshan, as one of the four major sects of the Six Gate, he has not left the capital for at least ten years. This time he actually took action personally?"

Rumble!

More than twenty riders rushed over like a wind, and the horse's hooves blew like thunder. They quickly arrived outside the county government office, and they all tied the reins. Meng Yunshan was on the back of the horse. His tiger eyes glanced at Liu Feifeng and said in a deep voice: "Since Brother Sui Yun died young, his nephew helped his spirits back home. I have not seen each other for eighteen years!"

In fact, when I watched the TV series again, I realized that in this case, Dad Qi and the girl knew who the murderer was, but they didn't go to avenge the officials. Of course, this can be explained by wanting to avenge himself. However, this case of robbing tributes and killing officers and soldiers was actually based on the fact that Kang Qiao and others showed their skills in the plot. Gongsun Ce would show his skills three years later. Even if the Song Dynasty's efficiency was low, it could be found out that it was three or two months old.
Chapter completed!