Chapter 21: The Killer?

In the deep blue night sky, a bright moon shines like a jewel adorned on it. The distant mountains were in the hazy sky, like the black shadows of the winding and writhing Sleeping Dragon, blurred in the cool moonlight. Not far from Lijiaji, the houses stretch out, sleeping soundly in a quiet. A river runs through Lijiaji from the east and goes to the west of Ganyu County. This is the Manchun River, passing through the back door of Li Jiaji Li Mansion, passing through the Anfang of Ganyu County, and going out of the county to Suqian County.

Suqian County is similar to Ganyu County, Suqian County belongs to Pizhou, Ganyu County belongs to Haizhou, both counties belong to the state governance, the difference is that in addition to Suqian County, this Pizhou also governs Suining County, and Haizhou only governs Ganyu County.

The poplar forest in the south of Lijiaji stands quietly in the moonlight, only the treetops are dancing lightly in the wind.

Tong Hang was bitten by mosquitoes in the mountains and couldn't sleep, so he had to get up gently and wander outside the shed. There was silence outside the shed, and the snoring sound of the ground shaking in the shed was really a simple person with a good fortune, and he was still sleeping happily with these many mosquitoes.

Tong Hang leaned under a thick old camphor tree and looked at the clear light leaking from the leaves. It's been two months since I came to this Daming, and the memories of my previous life seem to be long dreams, hazy and unreal. Mobile phone, TV, air conditioning, beer...... These are reminders that you are from the future, and you can open your eyes to see it. The heavens and the earth are full of moonlight and starlight, but there is no electric light. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

On such nights, I used to follow my roommates, after eating hot pot, drinking beer, and holding a cigarette in my mouth, I had already walked into the Internet café next to the low-rent house. Gearing up to become the monarch of several imperial eras has long since opened the ranks and strangled together. Maybe the B41 or AK47 is charged, and the scene of bullets flying and flesh and blood is exciting.

A black shadow came out of the shadows of the trees in the distance, pounced into the small raised tombs, and slowly sneaked towards the shed here. Hanzi's snoring was unusually loud in that night.

Tong Hang found him when he jumped into the tomb from the black shadow, but seeing the light figure and moving posture, he obviously knew martial arts. What is the martial arts of the ancients, there is no depth in Tong Hang's mind at all, but in the martial arts world of Jin Yong Gulong in his previous life, the profound kung fu that flies around and can't be splashed with sword dance and water is breathtaking. Seeing that dark shadow, it was obvious that it was not friendly, otherwise why would he be hiding. Killer? Tong Hang was discouraged for a while, it seemed that the second son had escalated his dealings with him. What to do? Sneaked away, but Hanzi was still in the shed, no matter what Hanzi, he couldn't do it. What to do? If you don't make a decision, the shadow will come. Tong Hang had no choice but to gently and slowly slip towards the back of the shed.

The black shadow slowly slipped into the middle of the tomb, and occasionally raised its head in the dirt room, and looked around for movement, and when it heard that the snoring did not change, it quickened and slipped towards the shed. Tong Hang secretly brushed aside the shrubs and thorns that were obscuring, reached in and touched the hand, and covered his mouth and nose. The snoring suddenly stopped, and the black shadow fell to the ground without moving. He let go of the hand covering Hanzi's mouth and nose, hurriedly grabbed one of Hanzi's arms with both hands, and pulled it behind the shed with all his might. Hanzi's snoring actually sounded again, turned over, and suddenly retracted the hand held by Tong Hang. Tong Hang was taken by him and almost fell. Tong Hang was angry, so he pulled a barbed wooden stick from the shed and stabbed it hard at the hand.

"Whew-" Hanzi howled loudly, sat up, and shouted, "Who is it?" Who is it? ”

At this moment, the man in black jumped up and stood in front of the shed. He didn't understand why he had just resumed his snoring, so why did he sit up with a question?

Hanzi suddenly saw a man in black standing there, with his back to the moonlight, unable to see his face, and he couldn't help but be anxious. Daddy has already said that he would rather fall by himself than let his son fall. The eldest son, the second son, and the former Kang son, none of them took their family so seriously, and none of them equated themselves with them. Only the eighth prince is like this, and only the eighth prince does this......

Hanzi roared, picked up a stone, and threw himself at the man in black.

The man in black pulled out a sword with a "swish", and the blade of the sword emitted a cold light in the moonlight, stabbing at the man who pounced. Who knows, the person is in mid-air, this fool waved his arm, and a stone flew towards the man in black like a meteor. The man in black hesitated for a moment, and the stone had already flown in front of him, so he had to return his sword and hit the stone. Hanzi's fists have also reached his chest, and the man in black has received this Hanzi's fists firmly, and a mouthful of salty taste has surged up his throat, and he can only swallow it desperately. This kid is so powerful!

Seeing that his fists were sharp, Hanzi screamed, kicked his feet at the man in black, leaned back, and supported the ground with both hands.

The man in black hurriedly took a few steps back, he knew he couldn't go toe-to-toe with this kid. Unexpectedly, a barbed wooden stick flew from the side, and with the sound of the wind, it reached the ear in the blink of an eye. He bowed his head and stabbed his sword at the place where the stick had flown from. The sticks flew by, and when I looked up, I saw another stone coming at me. There was a dull sound of "bump", and it hit the bridge of the nose. Suddenly, sour, spicy, sweet, bitter...... It's all out.

Tong Hang picked up another stone and threw it out, although the strength was not enough, but the accuracy of the previous life was still there. So, he hid in the shadows, and the first stone flew to his head, the latter to his crotch, and the right to the chest......

The man in black had no choice but to pick at the stone with his sword, and the more he picked, the more frightened he became. The height of the stone made him shudder. Could it be that there is a master next to him? At least he is a master of hidden weapons, ordinary stones, he can be so handy, if it is a unique secret weapon that he has practiced for many years, then the quasi-head must be high, I am afraid that he will already be on the top of the mountain.

Didn't you say there was only one twelve-year-old boy? How is it a 20-something kid? There is actually a master next to him, and from time to time he flies a stone and a stick? Who is the bottom of this? Isn't this my life? No, we have to go back and report this new situation first! It's important to keep your life first. The man in black suddenly kicked his feet, and with the feet of the boy who kicked again, he took advantage of the situation and moved into the distance, jumped over the cemetery in three or two strokes, and disappeared into the woods there.

Hanzi landed on his ass and slid backwards several steps. His legs were numb for a long time, and he muttered stupidly: "What a powerful leg!" A stone flew over and struck him on the right shoulder, and he jumped up, looked from side to side, and cried out, "Who?" Who? Come out, I see you, come out! ”

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