Due to the lack of wages caused by the corruption of officials, Emperor Shenzong began to pay salaries to officials to correct the bad behavior, which is known as the "Chonglu Law" in history. But this is mainly because the officials of the central agencies are paid, such as the clerks of the Privy Council, 5 yuan a month, although it is small, but it is already good, and even if there are local catches, there are not so many. Therefore, it is still necessary to "generate income" by himself, and Zhao Guan's family spent a lot of money, but the situation did not improve much.

But Xia Yanguo is different from those fast catchers, he is vicious and hateful, and his temperament is cold, and he is an outlier among fast catchers.

It was precisely because of his unusualness that the Protector Immortal Sun Hui would find him and make him a hunter.

"Who are you? Where is the other one? Xia Yanguo asked as he stared at her.

"Are you going to kill us?" She turned her face sideways and looked deeper into the street, her expression becoming sad, "She's just like me, she's a miserable person. ”

Xia Yanguo looked up at the dim sky, the red fire meteor was still there, it had rained down heavenly fire and killed dozens of wicked people these days, but somehow it didn't react to the situation here.

"My name is Aning."

A drizzle of rain drifted diagonally, wetting the hem of Aning's skirt. A drop of rain hit the corner of her eye, sliding down like tears.

Her eyes were downcast, revealing an indescribable misery.

Xia Yanguo rolled his eyes, put on a coat and hat to cover most of his face, and his pale lips exposed in the light moved slightly: "You shouldn't be here." ”

A-Ning wanted to say something, but at this time, a zither sound like a sharp sword breaking through the air interrupted her words, and when she came back to her senses, the man in front of her had already run in another direction.

Xia Yanguo sprinted on Tianshui Street, listening carefully to the source of the zheng, and pulled out the iron ruler.

However, after a while, he found the culprit of plucking the zither in the alleyway behind a restaurant.

In the dimly lit alleyway, a woman sat on the ground against a wall, dressed in a bright red dress with a swaying skirt, like a huge flower blooming on the ground. The guzheng was in her jade hand, and the strings were still vibrating gently, as if they had just fallen.

The woman's face is like a peach blossom, and her eyes are full of the strong spring that is about to overflow, which makes people's hearts flutter. The sound of the zither is constant, like thousands of ants gnawing at the internal organs of the listener.

"I know, you're the one surnamed Sun's subordinate, and I've been waiting for you." The woman grinned, her voice was extremely gentle and beautiful, but the words she said made Xia Yanguo feel chills.

She looked at the fire meteor in the sky: "I interfered with it with the sound of the zither, so even if I kill you here, it won't know, and of course it won't help you." ”

"I can kill you without it." Xia Yanguo sneered, waved the iron ruler, and hit the opponent's arm.

She dodged the thunderous blow, but the iron ruler still scraped slightly on her arm. A cluster of fire rose up, burning her arm creaking and aching. She screamed and wanted to take it off, but as soon as her fingers touched it, it hurt her heart, and she couldn't shake it off, and she couldn't rub it on the ground.

Xia Yan snorted coldly, and was about to bite the fingertips of his other hand and drip blood onto the iron ruler, when a figure suddenly pounced.

"Big brother!" A-Ning knelt at his feet, grabbed his trouser legs, and begged in a loud voice, "Xiaohong is also forced to do so, you have mercy, don't kill her!" ”

Xia Yanguo looked at her coldly and pursed his lips.

"Ah...... It hurts! A-Ning, don't beg him, I have to tear him up! Xiaohong rolled on the ground in embarrassment, struggling to get up and pluck the zither.

Xia Yanguo tore away A-Ning's hand that was holding his leg and approached Xiaohong.

"Big brother! Please let her go! ”

There was a loud sound of smashing the ground behind him - A-Ning was kowtowing to him, Xia Yan's footsteps paused, but he still didn't stop. He looked at Xiaohong condescendingly, bit his finger, and quickly painted on the iron ruler with blood, forming a pattern that seemed to be a word but not a word, and a painting was not a painting.

Xia Yanguo hit the iron ruler on Xiaohong's chest, and the pattern drawn by his blood flashed a red light, and Xiaohong's body suddenly shattered, turning into pieces of paper and embers, and soon dispersed with the drizzle, leaving only her scream echoing in the empty alley.

A-Ning opened his mouth and said nothing, tears fell silently, and gradually, the tears were not tears, but sticky blood. She looked at Xia Yanguo, with monstrous hatred brewing in her eyes.

"Take me to your place, I can not kill you." Xia Yan came over to A-Ning and said coldly, the iron ruler against her chest.

"I'm not going to take you there." A-Ning laughed and took a step back suddenly, her figure disappeared into the darkness in an instant, and although Xia Yanguo moved extremely fast and stabbed forward with an iron ruler, she was still a little slower, allowing her to escape.

Xia Yanguo returned to the inn, the battle just now didn't cost him much strength, but the bad influence of the zither sound didn't seem to have been eliminated from his body, he walked up to the second floor under the surprised gaze of the innkeeper, returned to his room, and rested.

Several shopkeepers cast inquiring glances at the boss, who shook his head, and the shopkeepers dispersed.

The boss knows that now is not the time to solve this person, and he has more important things to do.

Before the man could be pushed in, Aning heard his rapid gasps. She looked up and saw his frightened eyes. His mouth was so gagged that he could only let out desperate whimpering whimpers from his throat, and his tightly bound limbs struggled in vain, and his muscles could be seen between the ropes.

"Starve for three days." The boss commanded briefly.

Aning nodded, pushed him into the lounge, and chained him up. The man's eyes were almost spewing fire, and he snorted rudely like a wild dog fighting. If his mouth wasn't gagged, he would probably use the most vicious language in the world to scold A-Ning and the boss.

"It's okay, it's like this when you first came," Aning patted him on the shoulder tolerantly, "After three days, when you're tired, it'll be fine." ”

Closing the stone room, A-Ning descended the stairs back to the ground, where the boss was sitting at a table, snorting and panting. After all, he was old, and this man was exceptionally strong, so it must have taken a lot of effort to catch him. A-Ning poured a cup of hot tea for the boss and waited for him to take some medicine, and his face slowly improved.

"Old," the boss sighed softly, "it's been getting more and more troublesome lately. But that's why I need to speed up, and time is getting tighter. ”

"Maybe you can take me next time," Anin said, "and I don't have the same eyesight as you, but at least I can help you catch someone." ”

"No, you also saw it today, Xiaohong's skills are not their opponents." The boss shook his head resolutely, "I can't let you take any more risks. ”