"Don't let go of the arrows, there's someone here." Zhao Zimai shouted at several figures that appeared in the forest, and then walked forward quickly, walked in front of Cao Min, who was covered in sweat, and asked quickly, "Where is the wood harrier?" ”

Cao Min couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhao Zimai was fine, he bent over and gasped for a long time before he said intermittently, "It's flying in this direction, didn't the adults see it?" ”

Zhao Zimai shook his head and stretched out his hand to the ground, "We only saw a few human skins, and we didn't look at the wooden harrier, Lord Cao, what's going on?" ”

When Cao Min saw the human skin, his body suddenly shook, and the whole person took a few steps back, with a look of disbelief on his face. After a long while, he seemed to come to his senses, and after opening and closing his mouth a few times, he finally spoke, "They...... But they were all ...... It's all sucked clean by that monster...... How do I explain this to their families? ”

What do you mean by that? Didn't Lord Cao know that they had been killed? Zhao Zimai asked.

Cao Min's face was full of sadness, and the bean-sized drops of sweat rolled down his dark face again, as if nothing could be done.

"My lord didn't know, we kept guard on the east side of the orchard according to your orders, but after squatting for less than half an hour, one person was in a hurry to relieve himself, and the lower official sent a few people to accompany him. But they did not come back, and when the lower officials took people to see them, they found that they were all gone, leaving only a few clothes in the grass. At this moment, Xia Guan heard the sound of a bamboo whistle, obviously coming in the direction where you were ambushed, so he hurriedly rushed over with someone. ”

Hearing this, the color in Zhao Zimai's eyes suddenly dimmed, he lowered his head, rubbed his index finger and thumb lightly a few times, and said in a low voice, "The wooden harrier didn't appear, but you heard the sound of a bamboo whistle coming in this direction, which is strange." ”

Speaking of this, Mu Xiaowu suddenly snorted softly, "Why is the needle bright?" ”

A light swept through the body of the copper needle that she had pinched between her fingers, and it crossed the end of the needle, condensed at the tip of the needle, and was a little dazzling in the dark night.

Mu Xiaowu's brows furrowed, his expression suddenly became serious, and a few words were squeezed out between his teeth, "It's here." ”

It was as if a thunderbolt had been thrown into the crowd, and everyone gasped and looked around with bated breath, as if they were afraid that the thing hidden in the darkness would suddenly burst out and suck itself into a dry human skin. Even Mu Cripple stood up and ran towards Mu Xiaowu in a panic, for fear that he would be left alone.

But the more anxious he was, the easier it was to go wrong, and as soon as Mu Cripple stood up, he stepped on a slippery stone, so he staggered forward again.

Mu Xiaowu was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to help him, but before she could get close, she felt a heat in her hand, and the copper needle broke away from her fingers and flew towards Mu Cripple.

A white light flashed in Mu Xiaowu's mind, but when she saw the sudden black shadow above Mu Cripple's head, her movements were still half a beat slower, and her fingers were less than a foot away from Mu Cripple's collar, but she still failed to catch him.

The copper needle was forced back by a strong air current, and returned to Mu Xiaowu's fingers. Mu Cripple rose from in front of her, was dragged by a huge wooden harrier in his braids, and dragged into the sky.

Mu Xiaowu was shocked, and when he raised his head again, he saw that Mu Cripple had already flown to the top of the forest, his feet against the black canopy.

The speed of the wood harrier is very fast, and the word "Shou" in the shape of two flowers on Shuangji seems to have turned into two dark red bloodstains, and with the cover of the dark night, it is even more difficult to find. Fortunately, Mu Cripple let out an earth-shattering cry, otherwise, they would almost not be able to see him.

"Old man."

Mu Xiaowu shouted, but her face could not hide the panic, she threw the needle in her hand upwards again, but she knew in her heart that everything she had done was just a surprise, the copper needle had not been able to embroider the wooden harrier so close just now, and now that it was so far away, it was even more impossible to embroider it.

Sure enough, the copper needle was still a few feet away from the wooden harrier, and it fell straight down, and even the light on the needle disappeared, fell into the forest, and disappeared. Seeing this, Mu Xiaowu froze, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move a single step.

"Zheng...... Zheng ....... Zheng ......" There was a bamboo whistle in the air, and the sound was like a funeral song, pouring into her ears.

"Old man."

Mu Xiaowu snorted, his body trembled slightly, but his body was still straight.

"Bang."

Suddenly there was a deafening loud bang behind him, like the sound of fireworks exploding. Mu Xiaowu turned around and saw that Zhao Zimai was holding a pitch-black thing in his hand, not much bigger than his palm, and white smoke was still emitting from the nozzle at the front end.

"It's ......"

Before the words could be asked, he heard Mu Cripple's cry of "ah", and when he turned back, Mu Xiaowu saw that he had broken away from the control of the wooden harrier and fell into the woods in front of him.

"Zheng ......"

The wooden harrier let out a somewhat mournful chirp, and its body collapsed into a thin piece of paper, and flew straight into the air.

"Bang."

Again, Zhao Zimai was chasing after the victory, but this time he didn't shoot, the speed of the wooden harrier was too fast, it flew into a dark gray cloud and disappeared without a trace.

***

As soon as he opened the door and walked out, Zhao Zimai saw Mu Xiaowu standing leaning against the wall, his face white as much as the moonlight reflected under his feet.

"What did Lang Zhong say?" She greeted him.

"It's fine, the bones are all good, only a few scratches from the branches." Zhao Zimai comforted softly.

"Amitabha," Mu Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked again, "Then why hasn't he woken up yet?" ”

Zhao Zimai saw that she had begun to pray to God and worship the Buddha, and he didn't feel funny in his heart, his mouth pursed, and he finally held back his smile, "Lang Zhong said that Senior Mu was too frightened, so he fainted temporarily, and he should be able to wake up in a few hours, don't worry too much." ”

"It's really useless, such a small guts, how can you eat this line of food in the future." Hearing that Mu was lame, her mouth began to harden again.

Zhao Zimai had already figured out her personality of being cold on the outside and hot on the inside, so he smiled and didn't answer again. After a while, Mu Xiaowu broke the silence again, "Childe, you have a good head." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zimai's voice was much colder, "It's a pity that I didn't knock it down, it won't die, and I don't know how many people will be harmed in the future." ”

"Wood Harrier...... What exactly did you do? After asking, seeing that Zhao Zimai did not answer, Mu Xiaowu pretended to be relaxed and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about the affairs of the official government and yamen." ”

After saying that, she touched the corner of her clothes, pulled out a raised thread on it, and threw it to the ground at will.

"Xiao Wu, have you ever heard of Fushou ointment?" Zhao Zimai turned his head to look at her, his eyes seemed to be a bottomless lake.