Chapter 747: The head catcher is round

I don't know how long I walked, I don't know how many walks, but the white-clothed masked man finally stopped next to a huge old pine.

The white lanterns are raised high, and the dim light illuminates the surroundings eeriely.

Qin Meiren's embroidered shoes had long been cracked, and her neatly combed bun was also fluffy and messy from the branches. She gasped, and gradually approached the white-clad masked man.

The masked man in white suddenly smiled gloomily: "You are the wife of plum blossom hair?" Her voice was low and hoarse, with a slight trill.

Qin Meiren straightened her messy hair and said coldly, "So what?"

The white-clothed masked man said lightly: "I admire you very much, there are not many women like you now." ”

Qin Meiren didn't speak, staring at the white-clothed masked man with a pair of eyes, and after a while, she said hatefully: "You killed my husband?"

The white-clothed masked man said lightly: "What's the matter, isn't it what?"

Qin Meiren said fiercely: "I want to kill you and avenge my husband." ”

The white-clothed masked man smiled personally: "What are you going to kill me with?" You grit your teeth, hit your head, kick your feet...... Or do you want to use your breasts to top?"

Qin Meiren's face was pale, she gritted her teeth, and suddenly rushed towards the white-clothed masked man like crazy, she was not bare-handed, she was holding a sharp pair of scissors in her hand, I don't know when.

The white-clothed masked man just flashed slightly, and Qin Meiren's scissors stabbed into the air.

She fell to the ground at once. On the ground are thick rotten leaves. Qin Meiren's delicate little hand was inserted in the thick rotten leaves.

The white-clothed masked man sighed: "You will never be able to stab me, because I am the female ghost of Fengjiazhuang." ”

When the white-clothed masked man spoke, he deliberately dragged out the sound of the word "female ghost" for a long time.

Qin Meiren gritted her teeth, supported the ground with her hands, and said hatefully: "You are not a female ghost at all, you are just a ruthless female executioner." You pretend to be a ghost, and you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. ”

The white-clothed masked man's voice suddenly became low: "How do you know?"

Qin Damei said: "Because you have a shadow, a real ghost has no shadow!"

The masked man in white didn't speak, she stood upright, and in the dim light, her shadow dragged long on the ground.

Night, late at night. The wind, blowing from the depths of the bamboo forest, carried a sad whimper. The sound of the wind gradually became louder, and the sad whimper gradually became sharper. Qin Meiren's messy hair fluttered in the night wind. The fallen leaves on the ground were blown up, and ghostly swirled on the ground.

The white-clothed masked man stared at Qin Meiren's pale little face, and said lightly: "You live in the world, but you have forgotten a simple truth. As she spoke, she approached Qin Meiren step by step, and her voice was hoarse and low: "In this world, there are many people who are more terrible than ghosts!"

The sleeves of the white-clothed masked man gently brushed from Qin Meiren's forehead.

Qin Meiren fell, straight and straight on the damp and cold ground.

The white-clothed masked man slowly leaned down and stared at Qin Meiren's face for a long time, she suddenly stretched out her hand wrapped in the white cloth and vigorously tore Qin Meiren's clothes......

Late at night.

In the bamboo forest of Xiangfei, the bamboo leaves rustle. In the depths of the woods, the hoarse female voice sounded again.

"A flower in the slave family died in the deep mountains and savages. The soul of the underworld is sold, and the yellow sand is everywhere, and the blood-red scars. ”

The song is ethereal, floating in the bamboo forest of Xiangfei.

Early morning. Luo Xiaofeng stood next to the three prisoner cars, and his long-hanging heart slowly let go. This night, it was finally safe. At this time, a fast horse stopped in front of the molten iron inn. Immediately sat a middle-aged man dressed as an official. The middle-aged man has a round figure and a round face. On the face of the middle-aged man, the most eye-catching thing is his nose. His nose was not straight, but tilted to one side.

Luo Xiaofeng walked out and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is Lord Yuan?"

The Humpty Dumpty middle-aged man jumped off his horse and grinned, "Down there is the head catcher of Tieshui County. ”

Luo Xiaofeng looked round, wanted to laugh but couldn't help it. This is really a man worthy of the name, and his name and his looks, are surprisingly consistent.

There is a table of dishes in the store. The wine is not good, the food is not good, but the wine and food are very exquisite. The wine is served in blue and white porcelain, revealing nobility and elegance. The dish has a distinct color and aroma.

Tie Jian Lixiang ate a bowl of pork loin noodles with green vegetables and went back to his room. He didn't speak, and he seemed very upset about the arrival of the round. Fortunately, Yuan Rolling didn't care, he only seemed to care about the wine and food on the table. He took a sip of wine and ate a mouthful of food, and when he found that the dishes around him were empty, he touched his round belly and burped, "Good wine...... Good dish ......"

Luo Xiaofeng picked up a piece of duck intestines, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, he smiled and looked at his round face. A round and pale face had turned red. According to Luo Xiaofeng's rough estimate, Yuan Bilan drank about seventy-eight cups of old wine, ate twenty plates of side dishes, and five or six plates of braised pork chops. Luo Xiaofeng had long heard that the amount of round rice was amazing, but when he saw it for the first time, he was still surprised.

Yuan Rolling touched his chin, licked his lips, and grinned: "If I eat again, I'm afraid Luo Zhutou will be hungry." ”

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "I've already eaten enough." If you don't have enough food, I can ask the store to prepare some more for you. ”

Yuan Luo waved his hand: "I came here by order to assist Luo Zhutou to escort Feng to kneel." I'll bother you when I have a chance in the future. ”

Luo Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Since this is the case, please ask Lord Yuan to wait in the store for a while, because there are still three prisoner cars that have not arrived." ”

Yuan Rolling seemed to be puzzled: "It is said that there is only one person you are escorting, why are there so many prisoner cars?"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "The prisoners escorted this time are not trivial, so careful arrangements have been made in the yamen. The six prisoner cars are divided into two roads, and even if there are gangsters on the way, they will be confused. ”

Yuanpian touched his round head and grinned, "Okay...... That's good......"

At noon, someone came to report: "The three prisoner cars escorted by Dadao Xiaochou have arrived at the entrance of the town." ”

When Dadao Xiaochou rushed to the Molten Iron Inn, Luo Xiaofeng and Yuan Rolling had already greeted him.

Tiejian Rika stood on the steps and didn't move. He still stood there with a cold face. Whether sad or happy, he looks like this. His face seemed to be wearing a mask.

Dadao Xiaochou dismounted, with a look of shame: "The long hook dance has been killed, but I survived." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Victory and defeat are commonplace, so you don't have to take it to heart. ”

Dadao Xiaochou sighed: "Although the three prisoner cars are safe and sound, this is not my credit! Halfway, if it weren't for the detective lame Li Xiangzhu, I wouldn't have had a chance to come here." "Take a hundred plating, and read the latest chapter of "Danzun Evil God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.