[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that after Mu Qingming recognized the rat venom, he recalled that he had fought with the donkey, rat, and rat spirit. General Cat begged Mu Qingming to help again, and after thinking about it, Mu Qingming agreed. And the rat spirit who infiltrated Kunming City, after learning that Master Zhu was indeed secretly trafficking in human beings and disregarding people's lives, turned back to Zhu's house again, saying that he wanted to play a game with Master Zhu. Draw out the rules of self-made in the moonlight, the rat spirit triumphantly. He will throw up the silver dollar in his hand, and if it falls face up, everyone in the Zhu family's house will die with Master Zhu. And if it is the reverse side up, only Master Zhu will die in this house, but Master Zhu's other mansions and the guys in his secret business will all have to die. At the same time, the dragon lockers who bid farewell to the cat demon began preparations for the hunt for the rat spirit. 】

In the soft moonlight, the rat spirit with the corners of its mouth curled up withdrew its gaze.

The fishy wind was still swirling around him, and the rat spirit stared at the silver dollar that lay quietly in the palm of his hand, bathed in the soft moonlight and shimmered coldly, and a sly and treacherous smile appeared on the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised.

"Master Zhu, if you do too many bad things, you have to pay a price. When you play with others, I don't know if you ever think about it, but you also have a day when you are played by an outsider like me. Triumph flashed on the rat spirit's face, he looked down at the tiles under him, and then slowly sat on the roof of the main house of the Zhu family, and then continued his self-talk in a whisper that only he could hear: "The game we played today, this game called who dies with you." ”。

At this point, the eyes of the rat spirit appeared with a murderous aura that was even colder than the flickering of moonlight and silver dollars.

"It's a silver dollar, and I'll toss it high in a moment, and when it falls back into my palm again, our game begins." The cold whisper of the rat spirit, which only he could hear, echoed softly on the roof of the Zhu family's main house in the moonlight, in the swirling and flying fishy wind: "Master Zhu, you can listen well." After Yuan Yin falls again, if it is facing up, everyone in the Zhu family's house, including your family members and subordinates in this house, will have to die with your Master Zhu. But if the reverse side is up, hehe, if the reverse side is up, there will only be one person in this house, Master Zhu. Isn't it nice to think about it? ”。

The smug rat spirit did not decrease but increased, and his mouth raised slightly, and he saw that in the empty patio below him, there were many listeners applauding and cheering for his self-talk in the night breeze and moonlight. This made the rat more and more excited; And he talked to himself until then, and he smiled again. After a pause, he immediately put away his smile, his eyes overflowed with murderous aura, and his white face was covered in an instant, and at the same time he spoke again, and said coldly: "But, Master Zhu, your other houses, and the guys in your secret business, including your daughters and families, all have to die." ”。

The excitement did not decrease but increased, and the rat spirit trembled with excitement.

Then, he said coldly in the moonlight: "Of course, I hope it is not the other side up, otherwise I will have to run a lot of places in order to kill your family, and it will be very tiring." ”。

With that, the rat spirit had tossed the silver dollar in his hand high.

The rat spirit's small eyes shone with excitement and excitement in the moonlight, and he slowly raised his head, his eyes kept rising with the spinning silver dollar.

Then the silver dollar slammed in the air above his head, and then quickly flipped and fell, and the eyes of the rat spirit also paused for a moment, and then slowly fell with the silver dollar.

The next second, when the rat spirit's gaze was fixed on his outstretched hand, the silver dollar also fell into the rat spirit's palm again. The rat spirit did not rush to see whether it was heads or tails, but quickly closed the palms of both hands and covered the silver dollar in his palms.

"It's an exciting time, I've played this game many times, and I've never thought about it today, looking forward to seeing if the silver dollar in my hand is heads or tails." The rat spirit smiled in the moonlight, playing with Master Zhu, who had played with the fate of others countless times, making this rat spirit boil with demon blood, and there was nothing else in his chest except excitement.

Slowly, slowly, little by little, he gently removed his hands from each other.

Under the moonlight, the mustache of the rat spirit trembled slightly in the fishy wind.

This slow and methodical process of uncovering the results also made the rat's elaborate excitement heavier and heavier. Excited to fill his chest, the rat spirit felt that his breath was short.

When the moonlight completely covered his palm, when the silver dollar was immersed in the moonlight, quietly flickering with a faint cold glow, the excitement in the eyes of the rat spirit revealed joy, and he let out a long breath.

"It seems that God still feels sorry for me." The rat spirit muttered to himself, and put the silver dollar in his hand on the tile beside him. Then his hands were crossed in front of his chest, his hands were together, his ten fingers were bent or straight, and a trick was formed, and the excitement in his eyes turned into a cold and gloomy murderous aura at this moment.

The bloody wind around him was whistling again and again. The sharp roar was like a demon struggling in hell, roaring in the cold moonlight of the night, filled with a strong aura of death.

Master Zhu in the main room, his face was painful in his sleep, and when his facial features were twisted together in an instant, the hands on the back of his hands suddenly burst into green tendons, and suddenly grabbed the mattress, and there was a clicking sound on the knuckles because of the excessive force.

"Father!" The two daughters who were waiting for him by his side suddenly felt inexplicably bad when they saw this, and a chill suddenly felt in their backs, and then blurted out in surprise.

Under the bright light, among the seven orifices of Master Zhu, with their exclamations, a steady stream of cyan gas was spewed out, with a rich and pungent fishy odor, which quickly dispersed in the room.

In a blink of an eye, Master Zhu's two daughters fell into the main house, convulsed again and again, and opened their mouths to spit out a mouthful of black blood, but they couldn't make a sound. I could only widen my eyes and watch my body slowly festering in the main room covered with a green mist. And those drifting green mist also overflowed from the doors and windows of the house, and drifted into every room and every corner of the Zhu family's house in the night wind.

The rat spirit on the roof of the main house looked at the green atmosphere of the courtyard, and smiled fiercely.

And the silver dollar lying quietly beside him, face up, immersed in the moonlight......

In the small courtyard of the Mu family, General Mao stood behind the open courtyard door, and after pulling the hair around his ears under the night wind, he said softly to Mu Qingming: "Thank you Young Master Mu." Don't pass for the time being, you don't have to send each other, if you are ready, when you are about to start moving, just go to the Temple of Literature and find me. ”。

Mu Qingming nodded, but did not answer.

After seeing him nodding, the cat general turned around and took a light step, gracefully crossed the threshold and jumped up on tiptoe, flipped forward in the air, with a strong gust of wind, and when he landed on the roof of the uninhabited empty house opposite the courtyard of the Mu family, he had already transformed into a kitten with a soft spear as white as snow, only four claws were jet black, but each eye had a color.

In the moonlight, the white cat turned around again. The moonlight sprinkled on her body covered with fine white hair, and it was even brighter. She used a basket of red, like two gems, like a cat's eye, and after casting a grateful glance at Mu Qingming, she jumped again, and rushed towards the distance with four claws.

After a while, under the gaze of the dragon-locking people, he disappeared into the moonlit night.

When the door of the Mu family's courtyard was closed again, Mo Han pulled his face and snorted coldly, then glared at Mu Qingming, jealous, and said angrily: "I have been eye-to-eye with that cat general all night, have you taken a fancy to her?" ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Mu Qingming's ear.

"It hurts, daughter-in-law." Mu Qingming, who immediately grinned, waved his hand and hurriedly defended: "She was the one who made eyebrows at me, but I didn't." ”。

After the defense, Mu Qingming smiled again, and said to Mo Han, who was still angry and covered his face, and his facial features were hideous, and sneered: "I will always have only you as my daughter-in-law in my heart." ”。

As soon as these words came out, the other dragon lockers around him, except for Mo Han and Ah Hong, all looked at Mu Qingming with suspicious eyes.

Among them, there is also a subtle disdain.

And Ah Hong looked at the angry Mo Han with frightened eyes, and said secretly in a trembling voice: "Shi Niang is so terrifying. ”。

"Is it really not interesting to that cat general?" Mo Han asked with interest, his eyes were fixed on Mu Qingming, who nodded again and again, but his ears hurt even more because of this, and looked at him.

After a while, the half-believing Mo Han let go of his hand and warned Mu Qing in a deep voice: "Then believe you once, and next time I see you and other women eyebrow-winning, I will go back and tell my mother." ”。

Mu Qingming trembled when he heard this, thinking of his mother's bamboo pole, he had palpitations, and hurriedly nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

"Okay, then how are we going to help this cat general." Mo Han snorted lightly, and the displeasure on his face faded, but he still had to say unforgivingly: "Hurry up and catch the rat spirit, let this cat general go back to Annan, she will always frown at you." ”。

Under the cool night breeze, Mu Qingming rubbed his hot red ears.

Under the moonlight, Mu Qingming, who had a solemn face, turned his head to look at Miaoyu and Miaotian beside him, took out the wrench of the ghost city lord, handed it to Miaotian, but said slowly to Miaoyu: "You have to make some relative preparations; Miao Yu and Miao Tian went to send the wrench back to the ghost city owner, and by the way, asked him if it was as the cat general said, it was the rat spirit that they knew the ghost city owner. ”。

"By the way, I bought all the medicinal materials that restrained rat spirit and rat poison; Make pills that can remove rat poison as soon as possible. Mu Qingming walked to the subordinates in the courtyard, went to the bamboo bed in the shade of the tree, looked at the full moon in the sky through the mottled shadows of the trees, and said: "The wonderful pen checks the restraint method of the rat spirit, and only seeks to capture it and not to kill it." ”。

Around the full moon in the sky, a halo of light appeared.

Under the night wind, the branches above Mu Qingming's head swayed, shaking off a few fallen leaves.

"Miaole is also ready, ask the elders in the family, how to crack the large-scale rat poison, to be prepared when the rat poison of the rat spirit overflows into the city, we must be prepared to save people." Then Mu Qingming, who was staring at the full moon in the sky, paused and said slowly: "Ah Hong, too, go and practice the piano, when we chase the rat spirit, you have to use the sound of the piano to unexpectedly freeze the rat spirit." ”。

"Yes." When he finished speaking, all the dragon lockers saluted him in response.

Mu Qingming waved his hand and motioned for them all to rest, but he didn't get up from the bamboo bed, still lying on it, bathed in the silhouette of the moonlight, pondering how to find the rat spirit.

Will there be survivors in the Zhu family's courtyard? Mu Qingming, how are they going to find the rat spirit? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.