Ding Mu felt that he had never liked someone like him like now, and he was still a man.

This makes me a little afraid of a certain orientation.

But Kunto did save him, and looking at the "merchant" who came out of the darkness, holding a smoking musket in each hand, and a pair of small but more fierce crossbows hanging from his belt, Ding Mu even wanted to kiss him.

However, Ding Mu soon noticed that something was not right, Kunto's pace was a little slow, and when he reached the bright place, he realized that Kunto's face was pale and frightening.

"Help me ......"

After saying this, Kunto rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ding Mu was a little confused, there were several people lying on the ground, and there was a Giannini lying in the alley not far away, but he didn't know what all this was.

To make matters worse, it seems that these people are simply coming for him, or for George Modillo to be precise.

Obviously, the abbot of his own monastic has set it up, and this Kuntuo also has a share.

Thinking of this, Ding Mu looked at a sword thrown not far away, but just as he was about to walk over, he saw in the light of the torch thrown on the ground that the crossbow that Kun Tuo had thrown to the side at random when he fell seemed to move.

Ding Mu noticed that an arrow was still on it and was facing him.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, thinking of Kunto's previous series of strange actions and his skillful and sharp methods when killing people, Ding Mu suddenly thought, how could this person not be vigilant at all to defend himself.

Ding Mu's mind was spinning quickly, he believed that whether he had murderous intentions or escaped, he could be killed by Kunto, although it was not clear what conspiracy he had with the abbot, their purpose was obvious, they wanted to replace that Giore Mordillo themselves.

So as long as he is still "Giore Modiglo", he is safe for the time being.

"How are you?"

Ding Mu endured the pain in his back and walked over and squatted down, only then did he realize that Kunto's condition was really not good, his forehead was covered with sweat, his body was also trembling, the ground under him had been dyed red, it was obvious that he was not lightly injured in the previous battle.

"Help me go inside," Kun Tuo suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Ding Mu's wrist, his strength was amazing, so that Ding Mu pulled the injury on his back and almost screamed, and Kun Tuo also seemed to find out about Ding Mu's situation, "You are also injured?" ”

"Wounded in the back."

Ding Mu gritted his teeth and helped Kun Tuo to stand up and walked towards the hotel, at this time he was a little annoyed that the short sword he had taken before didn't know where he had lost it, otherwise he was so close, and he would give this person a cold, maybe he wouldn't have to worry about him being afraid that he might threaten his life at any time.

Someone in the village had come out cautiously to see what was happening, but no one was paying attention to them.

The inn was still quiet, and it seemed that everyone was no longer here, which made Ding Mu wonder about the identity of those assassins.

If these people were ordinary people, it seemed that they could not easily let the whole village obey, but in fact, it was not until they were attacked that they found that they had fallen into a trap.

This made Ding Mu even suspect that all this was done by Jonini, but when he thought that Jonini was still lying in the alley, he felt that things didn't seem to be like that.

Kun Tuo found his burden in the hallway, and when Ding Mu picked it up, he found that the burden was surprisingly heavy, plus he had to support someone, and when he returned to the room, he was already exhausted and out of breath.

"Help me."

Kun Tuo gritted his teeth and slowly took off his gray robe, revealing the same color of woolen pants inside, and only then did Ding Mu realize that something seemed to be propping up under his ribs, and the blood had stained half of his body.

Ding Mu separated his clothes with a small knife handed to him by Kunto, and then saw the light of a severed blade stuck in the flesh.

"Dig it out," Kunto commanded vaguely, biting the corner of his coat, "if you are fast enough, I can suffer less." ”

Ding Mu put the oil lamp in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, he didn't know how deep the broken blade left inside was piercing, maybe this guy might be finished with a knife, but he didn't dare to take this risk, because he could feel that the dagger in Kun Tuo's hand was not far from his strength, with this person's vigilance, maybe he would be discovered by him as soon as he had killing intent.

And even if the sneak attack is successful, thinking about the dagger next to the ear, the backlash before death is also very dangerous.

Don't be impulsive, calm down and think about what to do.

Ding Mu secretly told himself that he felt a little cold on his forehead, which was not a pain in his back, but a little nervous, after all, this was the first time he had done "surgery" on someone.

"I said you don't want to be like a mother-in-law...... Oh! ”

A muffled scream came from Kunto's mouth, his body trembled, his eyes widened, and the dagger he held in his hand was almost piercing Ding Mu's side neck.

Once he started it, he no longer hesitated, although the feeling of cutting human flesh was really not wonderful, but Ding Mu still gritted his teeth and cut the muscles on both sides of the broken blade according to the method taught by Kuntuo, and at the same time clamped the end of the broken blade with his fingers and pulled it outward.

"Hmm!"

With another low scream, Kunto's throat couldn't stop squirming, and when Ding Mu pressed a sparkling wooden stick against his wound where blood was gushing, Kunto's face had turned from gray to black and purple.

Kun couldn't help but gasp, and after a while, his hand holding the dagger slowly lowered from Ding Mu's neck.

"Boy, were you going to kill me just now?"

Kunto was fully awake at this time, and his eyes wandered over Ding Mu's face, as if trying to read his thoughts.

"You're going to kill me too," Ding Mu didn't deny it, "and speaking of which, I'm implicated by you, those people outside, and the dean, you have something to hide from me, right?" ”

Kunto's face seemed to be a little better, he looked at Ding Mu carefully in an interesting way, and then pointed at him with a dagger: "Little guy, I like you, you are very smart and know what to do, and many young people of your age are inferior to you in this regard." ”

Ding Mu pouted secretly, if he was really that unlucky Greek kid, he might have become a ghost who didn't know why.

"You want to know why?" Kunto asked amusedly, and then he shook his head, "I believe I know it's not good for you, in fact, I'm also surprised that these people will actually find us, but soon everything will pass, as long as you are willing to listen to me." ”

"Or you're going to kill me?" Ding Mu looked at Kunto, and then he got the answer from the other party's eyes, "You will kill me, even if I listen to you." ”

"Young man, it's not necessarily a good thing to be too smart," Kunto shook his dagger, "Okay, the people of the village should be coming soon, you deal with them, I have to sleep well." ”

"You're not afraid I'll run away?"

"Where can you run," Kunto slowly lay down on the bed, "no one knows you here, if you run out just to make people think of you as a murderer, I don't know how Greece treats murderers, but in Sicily...... Kunto made a throat-cutting gesture "and they will treat you well." ”

Looking at Kunto, who seemed to fall asleep with his eyes closed, Ding Mu couldn't help but admit that this man was right, he really didn't have any way in this kind of place, the only one he knew was Giannini, but he didn't think that the fisherman would say good things about himself.

What worries him is the origin of those assassins, it can be seen from the unscrupulous dare of those people to openly kill people in the village, they obviously rely on it, although I don't know why they want to hunt down Modillo, but thinking about the fact that they are so aggressive for the sake of such an originally fat and vulgar monk, Ding Mu doesn't know what will happen next.

To Ding Mu's surprise, the villagers, who originally thought it would be troublesome, didn't seem to care about what happened at night.

Except for the shopkeeper who appeared out of nowhere, only two people in charge of the village came to inquire, and when Ding Mu saw some villagers looting the deceased's things from the window, and then throwing a few corpses into a boat and sailing into the sea, he felt for the first time the turmoil of this era and the so-called value of human life in this era.

Maybe I should really think about how to survive in such a world, Ding Mu told himself.

Although he understood it when he was in Saint Sebarong before, after an overnight change, Ding Mu really began to think about the path he wanted to take in the future.

And there is also this person, looking back at Kunto, who seems to have fallen asleep, he doesn't know if that person is really asleep, and he doesn't dare to take risks until he is sure.

Kun Tuo was right, thinking about the strange reactions of the villagers and the unscrupulous actions of those assassins, he knew that these people were definitely not ordinary robbers, which was also the main reason why Ding Mu did not dare to leave rashly, because he didn't know the origin of these people, he didn't know what would happen next, so he had to stay.

What should I do?

Who is Modillo and why did he replace him, although Ding Mu didn't know, he also knew that this kind of thing was always involved in various struggles, conspiracies and interests in the end, and now he was involved in this big trouble that didn't know what was going on at all.

Worse still, will those two people keep their secrets alive?

How long can this last? When they don't need themselves anymore, it's time for them to die.

Ding Mu quietly put his hand into his arms, and he found a dagger in the corner of the room, which should have been left by the two people who broke into the house before, and he hid it, but when he thought of Kunto's appearance when he killed someone, he felt that he had no chance at all.

And Ding Mu was secretly surprised by the change in his mentality, he actually thought about how to kill a person so seriously, and only worried about whether he could succeed, but he didn't have the slightest guilt and fear, and the peaceful life of more than 20 years before seemed to have nothing to do with him now.

Human beings are really the easiest animals to adapt to the environment, Ding Mu couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Ding Mu sighed helplessly, it happened too suddenly, not only completely unexpected him, but even made him feel like a bystander watching all this through transparent glass, but the bad thing is that this layer of glass suddenly broke inexplicably, and he didn't have any clue about the whole thing at all.

What's more, in such an era that is actually still extremely strange to him.

What he could rely on was hardly any help except for his own little understanding of this era.

The ease with which he had given up his life in the face of the Assassin had turned into a frustration at impulsiveness, and a strong desire to live urged him to use his brain.

Or, can I take advantage of the opportunity?

A thought suddenly flashed through Ding Mu's heart.

If he was a threat to Kunto and the abbot, he only knew about Mordillo's secret, but what if it was no longer a secret?

Ding Mu's heart suddenly lit up, and he felt as if he had grasped a certain key in the matter!

Next, think about what to do, don't worry, Ding Mu couldn't help telling himself in his heart, if you are them, what are you most afraid of, and what can be done to make them have scruples and not start.

Ding Mu couldn't help but think in his heart, he always felt that Kunto and the abbot asked him to impersonate Modillo was not a conspiracy that had been planned for a long time, but more like some kind of helplessness, and then thinking back to the dispute between the two of them that he overheard them, Ding Mu vaguely guessed that these two people might also be hiding something from others.

That's right, the letter!

Ding Mu suddenly remembered the letter written by the abbot.

He remembered that the Assassin had read it, and that the abbot had repeatedly insisted that he would deny that it was Mordillo, so under what circumstances would he not admit it?

In order to prevent him from telling everything at that time, the abbot reminded him in the letter in advance, so that even if he denied it, others would never believe him again after reading the contents of the letter.

It's a pity that the letter was lost in the chaos of the night, otherwise it might have been possible to figure it all out.

Twice there were people in the village, but they were only urging them to leave quickly, and it was clear that the people of Klecce did not want to cause trouble.

It's just that they have a problem, and according to the villagers, Jonini is gone.

Ding Mu remembered that Jonini had been defeated by the Assassin, but it was unclear where he had been injured.

Thinking about the attitude of the villagers towards the corpses of the Assassins, although Giannini seemed to be familiar with the villagers of Kleche, Ding Mu still felt that Giannini's situation was not necessarily much better than that of the Assassins.

"Is the boatman missing," Kunto frowned slightly, he didn't care if Johnini lived or died, but was annoyed that there was no boatman, "Then we'll have to go by land." ”

What had just happened was beyond his expectations, and there could have been more changes on land.

Despite his injuries, Kunto insisted on leaving the village at dawn.

No one came out to stop them, and the villagers watched the two men walk by through the windows of their houses until they faded behind the high slope in the distance.

"You don't have to hide anymore," a woman struggled to pull the equally smelly Jonini out from behind the pile in a fishy warehouse, "but why don't you go with them, the people who were going to kill you are already dead, but the village chief said that those people have some background and may be in trouble in the future, so he has to report the matter to the magistrate of Richt." ”

"Those people didn't mean to kill me," Jonini reached out and grabbed the woman's waist and kissed her on the cheek, "I should really thank you, if you hadn't saved me, even if I wasn't killed by those robbers, I would have been killed by that person in the end." ”

"Is there anyone else trying to kill you?" The woman asked strangely, "If you hadn't come to see me in the middle of the night, you would have been slaughtered by those people along with that, who else is going to kill you besides them, could it be your two companions?" ”

"They're not my companions," Jonini muttered as he looked at the doorway, "If I knew what I saw, that Kunto wouldn't have let me go." ”

"And what did you see?" The woman asked curiously.

"I can't say that, but I'll tell you, I've seen one of them do horrible things, and the other ......"

At this, Giannini had a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't know where he came from, I don't know who he is, maybe only he knows."