As a matter of fact, there is no need for a roof to accommodate edges.

When Ji Feng hurried in, what he saw was the center of houya yard, a dignified man with a black robe and excellent temperament, standing tall and upright.

Around the man, there are already full of patrolmen. Each patrolman holds a sharp knife, which is sharp and fierce against the man.

Someone saw Ji Feng coming, and hurriedly turned around and said, "master Ji, we are here. Please stand far away. There is no eye in the sword. Don't hurt you."

Ji Feng waved his hands. His sharp eyes turned around Rong Ling. After a while, he made a gesture of bowing his hands and asked in a deep voice, "excuse me, I'm so deep in the night. What's the matter when I come to houya alone?"

The patrol guard saw that their master was so polite to a small thief. He could not see it immediately! You dare to steal everything from Yamen. I don't think you know that Lord Ma has three eyes. He's fed up and didn't put to death! "

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just take people down!"

"Yes, take it first!"

Several patrol guards were excited, and saw that the sharp knife had been more and more closely stabbed at rongling. At the critical moment, the man in the center of the courtyard suddenly jumped into the air. Before the people could react, he had jumped into the air and climbed to the roof nearby.

A master at home?

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes, stood behind the guard and looked at the man in the cold and arrogant xuanpao on the roof. His eyes were very deep.

Jifeng's expression is still calm, at least it's well controlled, but other people don't have Jifeng's such good cultivation.

These patrolmen are the ordinary yamen servants of the Yamen. If they are not professional practitioners, they are naturally not as calm as professional ones.

The man flew away in the air. At that time, the young man pointed to the roof and started swearing: "his grandma's! Dare to run! Dare to go to the roof! Brothers, let's beat him down and break his leg to see where he can fly! "

As soon as this person's voice fell, someone really threw a knife on the roof.

A silver long knife flies up in the air, its tip is impartial, and it just goes to the nose with high edge, and its strength is not small.

At the critical moment, the man didn't move, just a little side of his cheek.

The long knife roared past the man's ear, stabbed the air and fell into the dark of the night.

Rong Leng's eyes suddenly moved.

It's probably the first person to eat crabs, and the people behind are all flying long knives.

Rong Leng's hands are easy to dodge, but she can't help being upset.

Next, Ji Feng looks more and more wrong. He tightens his brow. When all the long swords of the patrol are lost, someone has already moved the ladder. When he wants to climb the roof, he raises his hand and stops: "calm down."

Looking at Ji Feng, the patrolmen were indignant: "master Ji, this man..."

"Don't be impulsive." Ji Feng said lightly, then looked up at the man on the roof, and raised his voice: "you are good at martial arts. You are so talented. Why can't you be honest? You have to steal the Yamen. The wind is so bad?"

Rong Leng disdains to reply to the people below, just stands on the top, eyelids, but looks at the morgue without trace.

This eye is very obscure, and the distance is very long. The sky is dark. No one can see it. But the middle-aged man who listened to the light Confucianism asked suddenly, "where did you see this man just now?"

The patrol immediately reported the location.

After hearing this, Ji Feng took another look at Rong Leng and said, "corpse room? In this case, we have searched the corpse room carefully. Are there any other party members? "

"Here..." The patrol hesitated for a moment, and immediately two people jumped out: "let's go!"

Said the patrol, leaving.

The beautiful brow of Rong Leng is only slightly wrinkled. It's far away from each other. However, Ji Feng's eyes are cool.

At the same time, as if just in general, Ji Feng also raised his head. The two men's eyes met in the air. Ji Feng's elegant smile, Rong Ling, and eyes were cold.

For a long time, when the two patrolmen happened to be in front of the courtyard arch, Rong Leng said, "call sun Qi."

Sun Qi is the full name of Lord Sun, the current official of the ancient Yongfu.

In all the state capitals of Qingyun, if you give a number to the platoon, then Kyoto is obviously ranked first.

Let's not talk about the second and the third.

However, in terms of the situation and geographical location of the ancient Yongfu, we can't even rank in the top 30. We need to know that there are only 35 prefectures in Qingyun.

This ancient Yongfu is not popular, and the government Yin in it is not popular.

Sun Qi is the unpopular state capital. He was a government Yin who was unpopular. When he was in Beijing, he offended people. After less than three months in the Imperial Academy, he was ordered to come here. Moreover, in the ancient Yongfu, he stayed for seven years without any chance of promotion.

At the beginning, sun Qi was also a flower seeker, and that year's number one scholar, who was the current household servant, was only waiting for the minister to abdicate, and then he could be in the front line.This strange thief mentioned their grandson coldly. The people below were shocked. They were so rude when they heard the name of grandson. They were angry immediately! Some people wanted to talk at that time, but were stopped by Jifeng. "Go to find Lord Sun." When the patrol heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Ji, are you confused? In the middle of the night, for the sake of a thief, I startled Mr. Sun. Here... " "Then you will not treat this man as a thief." Ji Feng's eyes slightly raised, and then fell: "when he is a robber." "Thieves? Seriously? " The guard was frightened. He looked at the man at the top of the house with half a doubt. He nodded his head and ran out. Mr. Ji read a lot of books. He was clear about all kinds of documents and instructions in the government office. Since he recognized that he was a bandit, he must be right. Little Gu Yong's mansion, how can they still come to the bandits? The patrol guard was surprised. He was sweating, and his steps were not fast. It's a quiet night. It's three or more times. A building in the back street of the Yamen has been knocking at the door. The servant came to open the door impatiently with his big coat and neck shrugged. When the door opened, the servant recognized the man, yawned, and said, "what are you doing, old shell head, in the middle of the night?" "Something's wrong!" The Yamen servant, who came to report the news, called out oddly. Whether the servant was awake or not, he asked, "how about your excellency?" "It's so late at night. Naturally, I have already slept. You are..." "Take me there!" Old shell head said eagerly. Servant one Leng: "now?" "Yes, now! It's going to be a big deal later! " The servant was also disturbed by this attitude. As he walked in, he asked, "what's the matter? The Yamen is on fire? " "Fie fie FIE, are you looking forward to something better? The Yamen is on fire? If this yamen is burning, we don't even have the money to rebuild it. Where will it open in the future! " "Then what happened?" Old shell head is silent for a while, this just looks around, lowered a voice to say: "we caught, a river bandit that runs out."