"He was probably the one who killed Mr. He."
Sure enough, when Xue Mu finished saying these words, Nangong Xue's eyes changed when she looked at him.
She asked curiously: "Why do you see it?"
Xue Mu replied: "Master He is holding the chicken bone in his left hand, but the neck wound is also on the left side."
With that said, he started to demonstrate: "Master Nangong, look."
He made a gesture with his left hand and stabbed it in the neck.
"Under normal circumstances, if a normal person commits suicide, he would stab the right side of the neck with his left hand. This would be easier, but the neck wound appears on the left side, which is illogical."
After hearing what Xue Mu said, Nangong Xue couldn't help but look at him more.
Although he is a small jailer, his logical analysis makes perfect sense.
She also nodded and said, "Well, then who do you think it will be?"
Xue Mu no longer answered this question truthfully.
After all, there is no evidence for this kind of thing. Once you open your mouth, you will offend people.
He immediately said: "I don't know."
"I don't know...or I dare not say." Nangong Xue looked at him again.
"I really don't know. I just heard my colleague describe the wound and felt it was strange. But I can't decide who did it."
Xue Mu's words made Nangong Xue understand that this boy would definitely not speak.
So she didn't force it, but said, "Okay, I'll teach you some moves so that you won't be embarrassed when you meet some evil people in the future."
Xue Mu didn't expect that Nangong Xue would teach him martial arts, so he was a little surprised.
He also immediately thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Nangong!"
As long as you learn some moves, and then pretend to train hard, it's normal to know some martial arts, right?
In this way, you can hide everything from the outside world.
Nangong Xue saw that although he was not tall, he still fell into the range of looking thin when wearing clothes and looking thin when taking off clothes.
As long as you learn a few moves and practice a little, you can knock someone down when the opponent is close, even if you can't see them.
So she said, "Let me teach you how to box."
"Yes!~"
Just like that, Teacher Nangongxue came online.
Professional coaching posture, step-by-step teaching, you can learn it once you teach it.
"Boxing is a science. First of all, you have to gather all the power in your fist and hold it tightly."
Nangong Xue spoke and Xue Mu obeyed.
"Punch!"
Xue Mu immediately punched out his fist.
But in order to give Nangong Xue more teaching content, he deliberately leaked flaws.
Sure enough, Nangong Xue shook her head and continued: "When the fist was thrown out, the movement was too slow and the posture was wrong."
She came to Xue Mu, grabbed his arm, and signaled: "You have to attack straight ahead as quickly as possible. Only in this way can the opponent be caught off guard."
Xue Mu listened, nodded and said, "Okay."
"Here, try throwing a punch."
Xue Mu did it.
Punch straight up.
"The speed is not enough, go faster!"
Xue Mu accelerated his attack speed again.
"Not enough, come again!"
"Come again!"
"continue!"
Nangong Xue was like a strict teacher at this time, constantly training his students.
And Xue Mu was also practicing, slowly "correcting" his posture.
Not long after, Nangong Xue said with some satisfaction: "Well, the speed is okay, but the strength and posture need to be adjusted."
At this time, she held up Xue Mu's arm and stood in front of him.
It seemed to be comparing the length of his hand.
Xue Mu opened his sight insight.
He found that Nangong Xue was right in front of him.
His arms were straight facing her (●person●) position.
"Your arm muscles are thick and should be explosive, but you lack practice. You can try again."
With that said, Nangong Xue clapped his hand.
Xue Mu punched again.
However, he was a little worried.
Afraid of not being able to control the distance enough, he punched her in the chest.
Fortunately, these punches were hitting the air, which gave him some peace of mind.
The next time he punched, Nangong Xue mentioned: "After you stretch out your fist later, stretch out your five fingers and use your fingers to attack the opponent's neck and eyes."
"Even if you can't see it, as long as you master the skills, you can quickly make the opponent lose his fighting power during the fight."
Xue Mu was stunned for a moment.
He asked: "Do you extend your fingers?"
"Um."
Xue Mu was a little embarrassed when he saw Nangong Xue being so decisive.
According to the insightful observation, if I punch and then extend my palm...
Seeing his hesitation, Nangong Xue asked, "Don't hesitate, hurry up!"
Therefore, Xue Mu could only punch quickly.
Extend your fingers while punching.
In line with the speed he had just practiced, it felt like a sharp sword was unsheathed and struck directly at Nangong Xue's body.
But Nangong Xue knew this kind of distance well, how could Xue Mu touch her.
After taking a step calmly, she nodded and said, "Okay, you practice slowly, it will take about one stick of incense, and then you can go back."
After saying that, she turned around and prepared to leave.
Xue Mu also said at this time: "Okay, thank you Master Nangong for your generous teaching."
Nangong Xue just turned around, but thought of something again, so she turned back again, wanting to give him some advice.
But at this time, Xue Mu waved his fist.
According to Nangong Xue's teachings, he extended his five fingers while extending his fist.
Just like that, the moment Nangong Xue turned around.
My fingers just touched (●丿’s protruding head.
soft.
Very thoughtful.
Xue Mu was stunned for a moment, relying on his vision and the memory of this feeling.
He knew that he seemed to be in trouble.
...
A stick of incense has passed.
Xue Mu was still practicing punching there.
Sitting beside him was Nangong Xue, who was holding a sword and blushed so much that he gritted his teeth.
As early as just now, I was touched by this Xue Mu.
Although it is only a subtle touch.
But she can still feel it keenly! !
Looking at the unaware blind man in front of her, Nangong Xue held the long sword.
Thinking that he is just a blind man and doesn't know anything.
Otherwise, forget it.
But my mood is hard to calm down.
"Master Nangong, do you want to continue training?" At this time, Xue Mu pretended to ask.
"Practice! Practice one more stick of incense! No, two sticks of incense!" Nangong Xue said angrily.
Xue Mu felt happy in his heart.
After all, this kind of practice of punching is not strenuous for him at all.
Just think back to the feeling you just encountered.
Only then did he realize that Nangong Xue was really secretive...
Just when Nangong Xue was still in a angry mood, the men of the Divine Catcher were running quickly not far away.
After she saw it, no one happened to let her vent, so she asked: "Why are you running? You are in a panic!"
"Qianhu, the deputy commander asked you to go to the main hall to find him immediately!"
"There's a case to be executed tonight!"
