Before he finished half of the word "you", the muffled snort around him was harsh, Huo Zhun subconsciously turned his face, and the fishy smell happened to choke his throat. The little guy who snatched the wolf cigarette was already floating downstairs, and the bow dagger lying on the bed was pulling a short knife out of the body of the Huo family.

The other stretched out his hand to tear Huo Zhun away, and after pulling it, he found that he was a little powerless. He glanced at the bow dagger in horror, gritted his teeth and finally dragged Huo Zhun back a few steps, pulled some distance from the bow dagger, and then touched his hand to his waist.

He is equipped with a long knife and a few wind beads, and he can't save his life if he throws it out, so he can always report a message. Huo Zhun, the manager of the Huo family, came to Fulu Pavilion, and when he heard the sound, he would be able to hurry over. As for whether it will surprise others, this question is far from a top priority and cannot be considered.

He didn't touch anything, and as soon as he put his hand on it, the warm liquid instantly soaked through his clothes, spread to his hands, disturbing people's sense of touch, and rushed out from between his fingers, crackling and hitting the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it was wet.

Huo Zhun only felt that the strength of his grip was loosened, and then a heavy object fell to the ground with a "bang". There was no shelter behind him, and the night wind was howling, blowing people's hairs to stand on end in an instant. The man who fell was still unrelenting, and the remaining consciousness dragged his fingers around his waist, trying in vain to pull something out.

No, he was about to close his eyes before he realized that it was wrong. He didn't realize that something was wrong with such an important matter at the time. The snoring of the night vigil was so loud that he got up to get some food, and he had to kick it before anyone woke up. How could it be... How could the charcoal fire in the stove still be blazing, and a pot of boiling water was churning and gorgeous, like a red lotus hell.

Obviously, the pot of water has been waiting for him there.

Compared with this person's unwillingness to die, Huo Zhun was obviously panicked. It's just that this panic does not come from the fact that the blood in the mouth has not been vomited clean, but ..... That wolf chimney.

The wolf chimney is usually placed at the belt of the outer robe, and there are indeed more people who know this position, but only a handful know how to untie it.

This thing is important, in order to prevent it from falling into the hands of others, Huo Zhun has always wrapped the barrel with a gold wire rope, and tied it to the jade buckle of the belt with a hunter's knot. The hunter's knot is also called the wild boar knot by the coarse man.

As the name suggests, the wild boar falls into it, and it can't break free, and the more it struggles, the tighter the knot will be tied. The golden rope sword is difficult to break, so it is not easy for others to snatch it in a very short time.

However, for Huo Zhun, it was not possible to use it in a critical situation, so he did something in the jade buckle. The jade buckle was originally a delicate mechanism, and there was a living eye at the cross-section, and when it was pressed, it was divided into two halves in an instant, and the wolf chimney could naturally be obtained immediately.

And the person who had just turned on his body, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he quickly snatched the wolf chimney, so fast that he suspected that this person had already rehearsed this action behind his back.

With such a private matter, he was not sure who knew for a while.

For the people of Jiangfu, the threat has been removed, and the strings that have been tightened for half a night are a big loosening. Now the little servants who were sleeping downstairs had all gathered around Huo Zhun, took out a handkerchief with a bow and dagger, wiped the blood stains on the short knife, and said, "My master wants to invite Xiangguo to go." ”

Huo Zhun slowly straightened up, looked at the bow and dagger, and said, "What a wonderful method, which master has a holiday with the old man?" The bow dagger didn't answer, he only raised his hand, Huo Zhun didn't dodge, and he knew that it was useless to dodge.

The prime minister of this country has not lost his identity at the moment, and the praise is also full of spirit, which is quite a bit of a hero cherishing a hero. Even though his lonely palm was difficult to scream at this time, and the smell of human blood in his mouth was still lingering, he still raised his head and dagger, and let a black cloth bag cover his head.

It is too far-fetched to say that he is not afraid of death, even if he doesn't care about his own life, he always has to take care of the lives of the Huo family. What's more, Huo Yunsheng was sick and sick, but he left Beijing without authorization. Whether this matter is big or small, it all depends on how the Huo family is.

The Huo family is still alone, so it is not surprising that Huo Yunsheng left Beijing to seek medical treatment. If the Huo family collapses, there is no limit to any crime, and a corpse will not be wronged, who cares about him.

Only Huo Zhun is at this age, he has experienced in this life, and he has never seen any wind and rain, so he will not be in such a mess. Although it is still impossible to guess who will come and go, but the two subordinates died cleanly just now, and if this bow and dagger wants to take their own names, it is just a simple effort.

Since there is none, even if the matter has not reached a dead end, he can still go down.

The charcoal fire downstairs is still raging, the kitchen wall has opened a big hole, and a few bricks next to it have not been removed, which is obviously a new job. The group went out from the hole in the wall, and a few steps away was the courtyard wall of the shop next to the Fulu Pavilion. On the wall of the courtyard, of course, a new door was opened.

Huo Zhun was in the black cloth and didn't know anything about his whereabouts. But the back door of Fulu Pavilion is his own carriage, and the coachman is also the governor's person, so he stayed there and watched the movement.

The front door is the main street, although there is no one late at night, but the night watchman is not sure which point will come, and this group of people dare not hold themselves hostage. He was puzzled, a handkerchief covered him, although he knew that there was a problem, he couldn't stop the smell from drilling into his nose, and then he lost consciousness.

There will be three watches at the end of the hour.

The bow and dagger put Huo Zhun into the box, and openly beckoned people to move the box to the carriage outside the door. The street is bustling with activity, with shop walls next to each other, and next to Fu Lu Pavilion is a top-notch cloth shop, which has been on the fashion in the morning, and the busy people are turning over their horses all day long.

It's still early, and with such a big battle, it is inevitable that a few night patrols will pass by. But the boss jumped to his feet and shouted, "You can serve me a snack, it's going to be sent to Chen's house early in the morning, ouch, it's for Master Du." It sounds like being greedy and getting up early, can you delay people doing business?

Then it won't be his turn to delay the night watch.

The carriage finally shook to Xue's house, Xue Ling originally let Xue Li sleep peacefully, how could he sleep, he only lay on the bed and clothes for a while. Hearing Xue Ling go out to open the courtyard door, he sat up suddenly.

The bow dagger and the man carried the box into the house, and helped Huo Zhun to sit on the chair, he had woken up slightly, but the black bag on his head had not been removed, and it was still chaos. But after moving his hands and feet, he found that he was not bound, and he was a little more relieved at the moment. It's not that I feel courteous, it's just that it's better than having people tie up zongzi.

Xue Ling didn't know the details, but he honestly bowed to the bow and dagger and said, "I'm tired." The bow and dagger hugged his fist and said: "The girl is at her own convenience, at most there is only one hour." After saying that, he retreated.

The room was quiet, Huo Zhun was going to wait for someone to take the bag away, but he didn't wait for a long time, and he was not polite, so he reached out and ripped the bag off. What catches your eye is a room of white yarn fluttering silk.

Behind a layer of mist, a little girl held a hollow ball the size of a fist. Through a layer of veil, he couldn't see clearly that Xue Ling was holding a Kong Ming lock in his hand, only to see Xue Ling lowering his head and stretching out a finger to the hole in the ball, as if he wanted to take out something in the ball.

There was still some surprise, before he fainted, he went through the big and small characters in Beijing, and the ones with a slight possibility were all named. But he didn't expect that the person he saw was a little girl, and she also combed an extremely orthodox general's sideburns.

There are also many people who are out of phase, but this kind of androgynous dress looks like it is not half disobedient, but it is rare. If it comes, it will be safe. Huo Zhun took a deep breath and was about to speak, but Xue Ling raised his head, turned the Kong Ming lock in his hand happily, and shouted "Huo Xiang~"

The two words are round and jade, and the warbler cries and the swallow chirps.