On a cold night, layers of dark clouds obscured the moon, making the already dark night road a little cooler. A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and in a few moments, a light rain fell.

"What the hell weather!"

On the long brick street, a burly figure tightened his clothes, cursed in a rough voice, and couldn't help but speed up his steps.

This person's name is Zhao Shanhe, Chinese New Year's Eve this year, born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a body of more than two hundred pounds is like an ape, and his strong muscles look full of strength. Such a person walks alone in the middle of the night road, and I am afraid that anyone who sees it will hide away from the plague god like a god.

Strong has the benefits of being strong. Tall and strong since he was a child, his dream has always been to enlist in the army, go into battle to kill the enemy, and become famous all over the world like those famous generals of the previous dynasty. However, what he didn't expect was that his bravery and strength had no room to play, but his stinky and hard temper made him suffer.

On his first day in the army, he ate a full twenty military sticks because he put a basin full of dirty clothes on the head of the veteran soldier who asked him to wash his clothes with a proud face. Since then, this stubborn temper that cannot be changed has accompanied him to become the public enemy of the veterans, making him ostracized everywhere. Those who enlisted in the army in the same year were promoted one after another, but he was always struggling at the bottom of the army and depressed.

It wasn't until seven years ago that he was freed from his nightmare military life.

At that time, a man named Xu Xian found him and asked him if he would like to join an organization called "Feitianmen".

For him, who wants to serve the country, entering an unfamiliar organization is tantamount to giving up his ideals. But the cruel reality disappointed him, and in the end he hesitantly agreed.

Unexpectedly, this became the wisest decision in his life.

Not long after entering the Feitian Gate, he sent the officers who bought and sold officials in the "Dongpingwei" where he used to be to prison, which can be regarded as a vicious breath. Since then, there have been not a hundred but eighty corrupt officials planted in his hands. Nowadays, when the name of "Feitianmen Zhao Shanhe" is mentioned, many officials who have unclean hands and feet on weekdays will be stunned.

In the years of Feitianmen, Zhao Shanhe has lived an extremely happy life. This near-omnipotent organization gave him a platform to pursue his ambitions and an unparalleled level of confidence. Even if the current situation in the capital is complicated, and those Xia Kingdom's dog crumbs are stirring up the wind and rain, he feels that it is just a clown jumping off the beam to make fun of himself.

In the past few days, he has been studying the news brought back by Cheng Caixi, and investigating it little by little. But these Xia people seem to have suddenly evaporated from the world, and the silence makes people suspicious. He paid attention to the information transmitted from every corner of the capital every day, but there was no clue at all. Today, he has been busy until late at night and has achieved nothing, which makes him more or less frustrated.

Looking at the dark night, Zhao Shanhe suddenly remembered that his old lady's dinner had not yet been settled. Because he put all his mind on work, Zhao Shanhe is still a single person, and he has always relied on his wife for his life.

Thinking of neglecting the old lady, he couldn't help patting his head angrily and secretly scolding for being unfilial.

The rain gradually became heavier, and Zhao Shanhe trotted all the way, his clothes already wet. Looking at a somewhat dilapidated old house in front of his eyes, a smile appeared on his rugged face, which was the tranquility and warmth of returning to the harbor.

He pushed open the door lightly, for fear of disturbing the old lady's dream. But as soon as he entered the room, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Having been in the cell of the Flying Gate for a long time, he was all too familiar with the smell that permeated the air.

That's the smell of blood!

The smell of blood came from behind the curtain on the right hand side of the hall, which was the old lady's room. Zhao Shanhe suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and before he had time to think about it, he rushed over and lifted the curtain with an arrow.

"Boom!"

Another lightning bolt lit up the night sky, and with that instantaneous light, Zhao Shanhe saw a scene that suffocated him: a rickety figure that he was very familiar with, lying quietly on the ground at this time. Underneath her body, a large pool of crimson blood stained the ground. Looking at the face that was already blue under the white hair, it was actually a long time since he died.

"Mother!"

Zhao Shanhe let out a roar, his tiger eyes were full of tears, and his trembling hands gently touched the woman on the ground, but the latter's body was already cold.

"Truly!"

A shrill laugh like the chirping of a night owl sounded from behind him, Zhao Shanhe's eyes were red, he turned around angrily with a murderous face, and shouted: "Who is it!" ”

Behind him, a man appeared at some point. That person didn't even have Zhao Shanhe's chest, he looked thin and small, but his arms were surprisingly long. Hands that hung almost to the ground were tied with two swarthy black claws. The cold light flickering at the tips of the claws seemed to be a ghost talisman urging life.

The man stared at Zhao Shanhe with a pair of big, bright eyes, his face flashing with almost morbid excitement, and muttered, "Blood... That's a lot of blood... Truly, abruptly! ”

Zhao Shanhe only felt a wave of anger rushing to the top of his head, and said, "What are you!" ”

"Blood... Wind ape ghosts like blood the most! ”

The man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his eyes staring at Zhao Shanhe were unusually excited, just like a junior brother in love staring at a naked beauty. He excitedly stuck out his crimson tongue and licked his black iron claws. The iron claws were so sharp that they cut their tongues, and a drop of blood slowly flowed down the hook.

Instead of feeling pain, the Wind Ape Ghost even trembled with excitement, and said, "Put your blood... Give me... Good no good? ”

Zhao Shanhe was shocked in his heart. Being in the Flying Gate, how can you not know what the three words "Wind Ape Ghost" represent? But the old lady who depended on each other died in front of him, and if he didn't take revenge, he would be a son of man in vain.

"Demon of the Western Regions, come to me to pretend to be a ghost in the Tang Dynasty! Lao Tzu will skin you alive today! ”

With an angry shout, Zhao Shanhe's majestic body moved like a rabbit. The iron fist containing explosive power blasted out like a wind, and even if there was a wall in front of him, he was confident that he would shatter it with one punch.

Narrow room, swift figure. It was a punch that was impossible to dodge, but it surprisingly missed.

The wind ape ghost who was still standing in front of him just now suddenly disappeared, and when Zhao Shanhe realized that something was wrong, he only felt that there was a person lying on his back unconsciously.

Suddenly, a chill swept through his body.

"Blood... Blood... Give me! “

The almost lover-like murmur was in his ears, and Zhao Shanhe was covered in hair. He just wanted to reach out and pull off the stray hair on his back, but he felt the cold iron claws stick to his neck.

"Boom!"

Outside the window, lightning lit up the night sky.

Inside the window, on the mottled wall, I saw the head and body of a sturdy shadow gradually separating, and a handful of donated blood spilled out, staining the entire wall red.

In the dilapidated hut, only a short figure was left laughing in the sky. He picked up Zhao Shanhe's angry head and sniffed the pungent smell of blood deeply, as if smelling intoxicating flowers, his face was intoxicated.

"Blood... The blood of the Don dog... Truly, abruptly! ”

(Tomorrow's three watches, please give it!) ）