Hospital, seventh floor, ward 719, Li Qianshan four people lie on the hospital bed one after another, all four of them are not lightly injured, but none of them are fatal -- Li Qianshan's shoulder blade was broken from behind, and the powerful impact force shocked his lungs; Qiao Song's right wrist bone was broken, and the kneecap of his left leg was cracked; Lin Mu's arms were dislocated, and his arm bones were broken into several pieces; and Wu Mian's ribs were broken in three. All four of them were dressed in plaster, wrapped in gauze, and wrapped like rice dumplings.

Two men in tunics walked into the ward, and Li Qianshan cried when he saw the two of them, shouting in his mouth, "The night is hurting people and killing innocents." ”

"Shut up!" exclaimed one of the men, "how can such a thing be shouted in public?"

Li Qianshan wiped the tears and snot on his face with the hand that could still move, while crying out for injustice.

Qiao Song invited the two of them to sit down, exchanged a few polite words, and began to talk about the events of the previous night.

After listening to this, the two men simply asked some other questions, and Li Qianshan and the others naturally put all the pots on Xu Guan's head, and said how bad and bad he was. After the two of them left, Li Qianshan asked Qiao Song uneasily: "Master, can the two of them kill that monster?"

"Pretty much. Qiao Song was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes looking at the ceiling: "They are from the inn." ”

"I'm worried about how much they believe what we say?" Lin Mu placed the broken pieces of wooden sword in the package next to his pillow.

"It's true to say that he sucks blood at night, it's also true that he has a high level of strength, and it's also true that he didn't accept the inn's arrangement for a certificate, why don't we believe in him at the inn?" Qiao Song said slyly: "The least favorite thing about the inn is that some guys don't take the inn in their eyes because they have a little ability." ”

"Also, it's true that he hurt people. Li Qianshan smiled treacherously.

Lin Mu and Wu Mian felt a pain in their bodies after hearing this, and it seemed that their injuries were a little more serious, if they hadn't been lured into causing this trouble, they wouldn't have suffered this crime, thinking of this, they greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of this pair of masters and apprentices one by one.

The inn has a long history of this organization, and different people in different periods have different names for this organization, such as the Outer Heavens, the Immortal Domain, the Holy City, etc.

Legend has it that the meaning of the inn's existence is to guard the entrance of the spiritual mountain, and the myth mentions that in ancient times, the spiritual mountain was the medium connecting heaven and earth, and there were major cultivators who climbed the spiritual mountain to enter the upper realm and become gods, but this statement is too absurd for few people to believe.

Since those vague legends are elusive, what the inn can experience in reality is to maintain social stability. For example, in the case of the attack that year, there was the participation of the inn's guards, and at this moment, a monk was inexplicably attacked by aliens, and the inn will also investigate.

In this way, the inn seems to be in charge of things similar to the night watchman, and it is indeed about the same. But they are not a group, and the most obvious difference is that the Night's Watch is a Taoist technique, while the people in the inn use witchcraft. It should be said that the same responsibilities are not the same.

Since the Ming Dynasty night watchman broke off the inheritance, the later acting night watchman has plummeted the supervision of the jurisdiction, and the inn will gladly do it for those places where the supervision has not arrived.

After Ying Cang and Jiang Ke came out of the hospital, they took a taxi to the place where Li Qianshan and others clashed with Xu Guan.

Only a little blood stains from the fight were faintly visible, and the earthen wall that had been uprooted by Xu Guan's moving mountains was gone, leaving unevenness on the ground.

Ying Cang inspected back and forth a few times, and combined with the injuries of the four people lying on the hospital bed, he made his own judgment: "This night ray is not below you and me. ”

"The methods he uses to drive his power are rare. Jiang Ke expressed his opinion. took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one, Ying Cang frowned slightly, took two steps to the side, and dodged the smoke blown by the wind.

In the night world, everyone is a demon or something else, and they have cultivated extraordinary power in their bodies, and correspondingly, they naturally give birth to various methods to use the power in their bodies. In the world, there are different methods, and after thousands of years of development and washing, there are six categories of methods: talismans, Gu, mantras, formulas, seals, and recipes.

All changes are inseparable from their origins, and the exercises of a hundred schools, whether crude or subtle, are all deduced from these six.

The two came to the alley again, and saw the four sentences on the wall, and at the same time were stunned, staying there, not impressed by the literary talent, the four sentences written by Xu Guan casually that day were not outstanding, and the real suppression of these two people was the words written on the wall itself.

Jiang Ke took the remaining half of the cigarette and smoked most of it in one breath, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, slowly exhaling a large cloud of smoke, and a mouthful of yellow teeth looming in the fog.

Ying Cang walked to the wall, stretched out his hand and stroked the handwriting half an inch into the wall, revealing the green snake tattoo on his wrist.

"It's... What skill?" Ying Cang's index finger wandered along the flowing handwriting.

For monks like them, it is not a problem to penetrate such a brick wall, but it is a bit laborious to simply write on it with finger force, and Yingcang is confident that it is not a problem to write one or two, but these four sentences have a total of twenty big characters, from beginning to end in one go, and there is no sense of pause and intermittent in its handwriting, and the strength is extremely accurate, which is a little difficult.

"It's a hard stubble, and his skills far surpass you and me. Jiang Ke revised his judgment and put on another cigarette, Yingcang reached out and took it down and threw it aside. "Just let me smoke another one. Jiang Ke still can't change the habit of taking a cigarette to dispel his worries when he encounters troublesome things.

"Today it's more than three. Yingcang refused.

"How to do it?" Jiang Ke pinched the cigarette in his pocket, a little anxious.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to do it alone. Ying Cang groaned, "Call Ji Day." ”

"Ji Day!" Jiang Ke shook his head repeatedly, "I don't want to team up with him." The painful memory of him being beaten in bed by Ji Sun for half a month resurfaced in his mind.

Because of his own smoking and friction with Ji Day, neither of them showed weakness, and decided to make a fight, the process of the appointment was less than twenty moves, the result was that Jiang Ke was almost kicked and displaced, and after falling to the ground, he tried three times and didn't get up, but Yingcang helped him up.

In the inn, except for a few old guys who don't know how long they have lived, most of the other members are divided into four levels of heaven and earth Xuanhuang according to their strength, with the Tianzi level being the strongest, the earth character level second, and so on.

Ying Cang, Jiang Ke, Ji Day, the three of them all belong to the Xuanzi level, according to common cognition, since the three of them belong to the same level, the strength should not be much different, but Yingcang and Jiang Ke are just ordinary Xuanzi, and Ji Day's combat effectiveness is the top ten level of Xuanzi, which is very close to the strength of the Dizi, so the result of the battle between the two is self-evident.

......

Bojun was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and there was a large patch of dried black blood on the corner of his mouth and pillow, and Xu Guan fed him all the three bags of blood left in Bojun's refrigerator.

Bojun turned over in pain, and Xu Guan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, hurriedly helped him turn over.

"I'm sorry. Xu Guan was ashamed and said, but he was not comfortable, in the state that his true qi was only restored to three percent, he forced a very good trick, his vitality was greatly damaged, and his body was overdrawn.

"You and I don't have to say such things. Bojun's voice was weak, "Yelu's body recovery ability is very strong, and it will be fine in a day or two." ”

Having said that, the scorch marks on his shoulders had not yet healed, and blood was still oozing from the ribs pierced by the wooden sword, not to mention that the wounds on his body, large and small, had not healed. Night Ray was injured by ordinary blades, and it was true that it recovered several times faster than ordinary people, but it was injured by a spell that specifically suppressed them, so it was not a day or two to get better.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Xu Guan said vigilantly: "Who is it?"

"Big Fat Orange and I came to see you. Xiao Ai's silver bell-like voice sounded outside the door.

Xu Guan observed for a day and a night, and found that Bojun's injury had not improved, so he called Xiao Ai and asked if there was any treatment for the orange cat.

Bo Jun's original intention was not to involve Xiao Ai, because he was afraid that she would be affected, but the situation was serious, and Xu Guan couldn't care about it so much.

Orange Cat and Xiao Ai entered the house and saw Bo Jun lying on the bed covered with blood stains, Xiao Ai burst into tears, walked to the bed, and looked at Bo Jun distressedly.

"Wait, I'll heal you with my blood. Xiao Ai came prepared, took out a small pencil sharpener from his pocket, and slashed at his wrist, and the warm blood overflowed instantly.

"Don't do that!" exclaimed the orange cat hurriedly.

Xu Guan said 'offense', and immediately grabbed Xiao Ai's arm, and hit it three times on the arm to stop the bleeding.

Xiao Ai cried: "My blood is okay, I cured him like this last time." ”

"This time he was injured differently than last time. "Orange cat.

Bojun reluctantly sat down, raised his hand to wipe away Xiao Ai's tears, and his voice was weak: "Don't worry, it's just a small injury." ”

"What the hell happened to you?" the orange cat jumped onto the bed, taking a closer look at Bojun's injuries.

Xu Guan told all the information about that night, "Yu really didn't expect him to find another helper to come back." ”

"They shouldn't have been let go. "The orange cat has some regrets.

"Big fat orange, do you have any other way to cure Bo Jun?" Xiao Ai burst into tears.

"I can't help it, it's a Taoist mantra that specifically restrains us aliens. The orange cat shook his head, saw Xiao Ai's mouth pout, and was about to cry again, and hurriedly added: "Although I can't cure it, I know someone who can cure it." ”

"Who's there, let's go find him!"

"I'll go on my own, and you wait for me to come back. "The orange cat jumped out of bed,

"Thank you. "Bojun is grateful.

"It's all up to Mr. Xu Guan clenched his fists and bent deeply.

The orange cat waved his paws, walked out the door, and when he was about to go out, he turned back and said, "Stay here, in two days, no, a day and a half, I will be back." ”

"Sir, rest assured. Xu Guan followed him to the door.

"You're not in good health, I can see it, take care of your injuries. The orange cat finished and walked away.

Xu Guan closed the door, came back and saw the wound on Xiao Ai's wrist, and asked Bo Jun if he had any medicine at home, Bo Jun shook his head, Ye Lu didn't need ordinary medicine at all.

"There is a pharmacy on the left corner of the east gate of the community. Bo Jun took out his wallet from his pocket, picked out a few banknotes that were not stained with blood, and handed them to Xu Guan.

"I'll go right away. Xu Guan took it and was about to go out, when he suddenly stared at the money in his hand and was stunned, "This thing is a silver ticket, how many silver taels can it be exchanged?"

"This ......" Bo Jun was speechless for a while, and then remembered that Xu Guan didn't know the current money, nor did he know simplified characters, and even if he arrived at the pharmacy, he couldn't call the name of the medicine.

"Haha, you don't even know money!" Xiao Ai smiled, as soon as she heard that Bojun was saved, she was completely relieved and returned to her usual appearance.

The girl smiled. Xu Guan also shook his head and smiled, he had slept for so long, and the world had already changed.

"Hahaha. Xiao Ai smiled happily and walked to the door, "I'll buy it myself, you look at Bojun at home." ”

"I will go with you. Xu Guan immediately followed.

"You're going to scare them away if you go out like this. Xiao Ai pointed to Xu Guan's clothes.

Xu Guan then remembered that he hadn't changed his clothes since he came back, and his casual clothes were tattered and soaked with irregular blood stains.

"La-la-la-la!" Xiao Ai left briskly.

......

The orange cat ran all the way, the wind was whistling in its ears, it hadn't moved its body for a long time, and some couldn't bear such a toss, and it was a little gasping just after running out of the city.

The orange cat squatted on the wall to rest, falling into deep self-doubt - I am too lacking in exercise? No, I am still in good health, it stood up and walked two steps, and touched the waist full of fat with its two front paws, looked at the opposite window glass and reflected its fat body, nodded with satisfaction, the figure is still very standard, oh, by the way, I forgot to eat before leaving, it must be because I didn't eat enough, it's dinner time.

The orange cat shrugged its nose and sniffed, discerning the smell of steamed fish from the air mixed with multiple smells, "Who's making steamed fish?" It followed the smell all the way along the window sill at the wall.

The window of a family's kitchen is open, bursts of fragrance waft in, the orange cat drooled to the windowsill, saw the steamed fish just out of the pot on the plate on the stove, the owner of the cooking came into the living room with a small pot of stew, as soon as the person left, the orange cat immediately climbed into the house, picked up two catties of steamed fish and ran.

After eating, the orange cat felt only three points full, smacked his lips, and said that he would make do with it first, and then eat a big meal after finishing his business.

It ran all the way to the train station, caught up with a train along the tracks, jumped on it, lay down on the roof of the car, squinted and fell asleep.

PS: The first few chapters are a bit bigger, and it's enough to split two sheets, and the word count of the later chapters has been changed to be smaller.