When the black shadow came to the courtyard, and when he saw the scene of the corpse, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he was obviously very excited, and he crawled up to the corpse of the hooked nose, and called out the name of this man, and then he seemed to realize something. First, he stood up and looked around vigilantly. Wu Fan held his breath and almost crawled to the ground.

At this moment, the whole courtyard and its surroundings were very quiet, and only the sound of the wind could be heard. The black shadow rushed into the earthen house, Wu Fan saw this, and did not follow up in a hurry, if he wanted to kill this person, it was very simple, his purpose was to follow this person to find the contact location, looking at the body movement of this person just now, there must be a gang with these people.

After Wu Fan jumped to the earthen house, he put his ear to the ground, and he soon heard a roar on the ground of the earthen house, followed by a footstep walking underground. Sure enough, there was an authentic tunnel, listening to the footsteps gradually slightening, and finally disappearing, Wu Fan judged that this tunnel was still very far-reaching.

Wu Fan bypassed the earthen house and came to the house softly, he saw that the floor in the center of the earthen house had been opened, and the ground door was a square, and along the ground gate was a bluestone staircase, which had been winding down. Wu Fan didn't go down at the moment, but crept to observe the room. The room was dim and dilapidated, with only a wooden bed and a wooden cabinet on which were placed several porcelain bowls, separated by a blue curtain between them and the walls. He gently lifted the curtain with his hand and saw a gray iron knob. This must be the mechanism that opens the door to the dungeon. Wu Fan nodded and said secretly.

The man hurriedly went in, probably to see if Azhu was still there. While he was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps in the dungeon that were slightly heavier than when he first entered. Wu Fan jumped out of the room in a flash, and then hid in the grass a few times. He crawled in the grass and continued to observe, and after a while the ground roared again, and then the black shadow finally came out, but this time he was not alone, but on his shoulders a girl whose hands and feet were bound and her eyes were blindfolded.

Wu Fan's mood moved, and he said in his heart, Ah Zhu, this must be Ah Zhu! I finally found Azhu. Although his heart was turbulent, he did not immediately go up to kill this person and snatch Azhu. Because Wu Fan still doesn't know where this person will go, and whether there are other accomplices. Azhu seemed to be unconscious, showing no signs of struggle. The man carried Azhu on his shoulder, swept around the courtyard again, shook his head helplessly, and then ran towards the woods. That person's light skills seem to be not bad, and he can still have wind under his feet when he carries a person.

Of course, Wu Fan couldn't miss this opportunity, he lifted his breath and followed the black shadow. Wu Fan always kept a distance from the black shadow, but he didn't just lose it, his light skills were extraordinary, and the man didn't notice it. The woods were not very large, and after a quarter of an hour of walking, they went out, and when they got out of the woods, the terrain became empty, and there were aquatic plants all over the ground, and the soil beneath their feet began to soften. After the man had walked for a while, he suddenly looked back. Wu Fan immediately squatted down and hid in the water and grass, he was tall, in fact, he was not necessarily able to hide tightly, but at this moment, the sky was dark, coupled with his black robe, the man did not notice anything unusual. After checking, the man turned and walked on.

Wu Fan, who was hiding in the aquatic plants, naturally provoked a thin mud soup. But he ignored it, and when he saw the shadow moving forward, he got up and continued to follow.

After walking another six or seven miles, the black shadow came to a lake. The lake is full of reeds, and late autumn is the season when the reeds are in full bloom. The reed flowers are white and light, drifting from the lake with the evening breeze. The wind blows the reeds and shakes, although it is night, but the scenery is still pleasant.

Not far from the lake, there was an attic made of green bamboo, surrounded by a wooden fence, and next to the attic were rows of pigeon nests. The attic was lit up, and when the black shadow carried the girl into the fence, a white-clothed scholar came down from the attic, and when he went downstairs, he first talked to the black shadow, and it looked very lively, and then the two went up to the attic together.

This must be the place of contact for keeping carrier pigeons, Wu Fan thought, but he was far away from the two of them and could not hear what they were talking about. But it doesn't matter anymore at this moment, because the location has been found and he can act! Wu Fan strode open, jumped under the attic, looked up with his face covered, looked at the bamboo house on the second floor of the lamp, and then jumped and flew to the door of the bamboo house.

When he stepped on the bamboo plank, he let out a noise that caught the attention of the people in the house, "What person?" There was a sound in the room, a voice tinged with unease.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, Wu Fan knocked on the door of the bamboo house, standing coldly in front of the scholar and the black shadow. The black shadow was a young man, in his twenties, and his birth was ugly, in contrast to the white scholar.

The two looked at Wu Fan in horror, and they didn't know what to do for a while? Their hearts were already sinking, and there was no doubt that this person was the one who killed more than a dozen dead soldiers in Tufang. "Who are you?" The shadow said as he drew his short sword at his waist. However, it was too late. At this moment, Wu Fan ghostly entered the bamboo house, and stretched out his hand to the neck of the black shadow, no matter whether the black shadow blocked or hidden, it could not prevent Wu Fan's iron-like hand from reaching the destination.

"Click!" Wu Fan did not have any communication with this person, and directly took his surname. Before the scholar could react, he was hit by Wu Fan's "Zhongfu acupoint", and he sat on the bamboo chair with a butt paralyzed, unable to move.

Wu Fan ignored him first, and hurriedly came to the corner, where the girl was being bound, he helped the girl up, and took a look. It's the lovely Azhu! But at this moment, Ah Zhu was still unconscious, Wu Fan put his hand on her nostrils and made sure that Ah Zhu was still breathing. Wu Fan first untied the rope on Azhu's body, carried her to the bed in the bamboo house and put it away, and then slowly pulled away her blindfolded cloth. However, Azhu's eyes were closed at the moment.

Wu Fan slightly regretted that he was too eager to kill the black shadow, and he didn't know if Azhu was knocked unconscious or stunned by drugs. Her face is much thinner than when she was in Majiazhuang, and the clothes on her body are also dirty and messy, and it can be seen that she has suffered a lot during this period.

After putting Ah Zhu away, Wu Fan looked at the white-clothed scholar with knife-like eyes. Cold sweat continued to leave on the scholar's face, and his body trembled slightly, if it wasn't for the acupuncture point, I'm afraid the tremor would have been even worse.

There are also two bamboo chairs in this bamboo house, Wu Fan took one and sat opposite the scholar, and then said angrily: "The old man is never soft on killing, you can also see this, I ask you a few questions, if the answer is good, maybe the old man can spare your life." ”

The scholar calmed down a little at this time, he let out a long breath, then looked at Wu Fan, and said for a long time: "I can see that Your Excellency is strong in martial arts, if you want to kill me, kill me, I can't resist, and the matter has come to this, I don't plan to resist." But what do you want from my mouth, you can't do it! ”

The scholar's answer made Wu Fan have a different view from just now, this scholar seemed to be weak, but he didn't expect that he was still a little arrogant, you must know that not everyone can face death calmly. Wu Fan had a trace of admiration for Murong Fu at this moment, this guy didn't know how to recruit so many dead people who were willing to give their lives for him. It seems that this Murong Fu has been working hard in Jiangnan for many years, and he is not doing useless work.

There is a saying that "a scholar dies for a confidant", and these people obviously regard Murong Fu as a confidant, or rather, the idea of Murong Fu's restoration of the country has become their belief. Once a person has faith and takes root in his heart, then everything else is not important, including life!

Wu Fan glanced at the books and papers on the scholar's wooden table, he picked up an extremely small brush, played with it a few times in his hand, and then said: "This is the pen used to write the letter of the flying pigeon, well, it is really fine." He put the brush away and continued: "I can see that you are an intellectual, that is, a scholar, you have read so many books, you can't afford to win fame, but you are willing to sacrifice your life for Murong Fu, is it worth it?" ”

The scholar had completely regained his composure, and he might have been frightened by Wu Fan's sharp murder just now, so he was instinctively scared for a while, but now he was much better. He raised his head and didn't pay attention to what Wu Fan said, which was quite a taste of seeing death as home.

Wu Fan nodded and continued: "I actually admire a scholar like you, at least more backbone than some so-called Jianghu martial arts people, but it's a pity that the old man has a grievance and has to become an enemy with you, do you know why Murong Fu wants to arrest this little girl?" ”

The scholar glanced at Wu Fan, and finally spoke, he said coldly: "Xiao Ke knows much more about Murong Gongzi and Yanziwu than you, and you don't need to talk nonsense with me." If you want to kill, you have to scrape quickly, we didn't help Murong Gongzi guard this place, we are ashamed of him, even if you don't kill me, I will cut it myself. ”

Wu Fan knew that this person couldn't be convinced, and it was just in vain to ask any more questions. He stood up, stood tall in front of the scholar like an iron tower, and continued: "In this case, the old man will not talk nonsense with you, but the old man likes to find awkwardness for the enemy, you let me kill you happily, but I will not give you pleasure." With that, he grabbed the scholar's arm and then broke it hard.

"Ahh The scholar let out a terrible scream, and then passed out.

Maybe it was because of the crisp and crisp sound of this shout, and Ah Zhu on the bed let out a muttering sound after the scream

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