Smack.

The hollowed-out wooden windows closed, plunging the room into darkness.

By the moonlight that faintly penetrated through the window, a figure could be seen sitting on the bed.

It was a man's back, which seemed to be old, his back was slightly rickety, and the hair on his head was a little messy, and he was draped down to cover his face.

He seemed to have been sitting there for a long time, and had not moved, his eyes staring at the embroidered red silk bedding, as if he was contemplating something, and he seemed to be just in a daze.

As if startled by the sound of the window closing, he slowly turned his neck to look at the window, acting like a clockwork rusty puppet.

Halfway through the night, the moonlight was bright and clear, and the curved branches were reflected on the window paper, swaying with the whirring wind.

The figure stared for a while, slowly twisting his neck again, staring at the quilt again, but this time he didn't be in a daze again, but slowly untied his coat, put it aside, and then slowly lay down.

Squeak squeak –

The sound of the bed slamming was dragged long, long......

Because his action of lying down is also very long, very long......

During the whole process, he maintained that slow and stiff movement, laying himself flat on the bed little by little, and then slowly reached out and pulled the quilt on, covering the faint red light from his heart.

……

On the fifth day, the crowded crowd in the center of Luojiazhuang had been cleared, and a large number of people, either voluntarily or involuntarily, were sent back to their residences one after another.

Tourists, businessmen, or others who are not natives of Locke's Village are lucky enough to be able to spend a fortune on a settlement fee or settle down here for three days.

Three days is not a long time, but it is enough for those wealthy businessmen who are looking for peace of mind.

The shops in the Zhuangzi opened quickly, and the list of the successful expulsion of monsters from the Zhuang's Mansion was only released that morning, and the shops in all directions bloomed like spring flowers in the afternoon! It's a good time for them to get ahead of the curve, and the battle with each other is no less intense than the battle with youkai! This seems to have become a normal part of the life of the people of Luojiazhuang!

Plagued by monster attacks all year round, they have unconsciously become accustomed to this kind of life, and they can switch between fierce battles and equally fierce lives with ease, after all, as long as people are alive, life has to go on, doesn't it?

But today is destined to be a little different from the past.

Early this morning, many businessmen and tourists living in the center of Zhuangzi noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere as soon as they went out on the street, and they were horrified to find that there were suddenly many more fierce people on the street overnight!

Most of these people had broken hands and feet, supporting each other, or two people carried one and walked silently on the road.

The blood stained their clothes red, but they didn't care at all, the expression on their faces was not solemn, and it could even be said that it was a little relaxed!

The most bizarre thing is that most of the wounded people who have broken hands and feet among these people are holding a stump or even more in their arms, and every time they sweep the limbs in their arms, their eyes show creepy joy!

Most of these strange faces and wealthy merchants have never seen them, but they are extremely numerous, and they can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, converging from all directions, heading in the same direction.

The atmosphere in the air gradually became a little oppressive with their appearance, and even the river seemed to have a faint smell of blood.

Mei Mingzi is a long-term businessman, mainly engaged in the sale and transportation of metal deposits, and sometimes the sale of medicinal materials, and it is the first time in his life to run Luojiazhuang.

For him, this experience can be described by the word "unlucky", after all, the first time he encountered a monster attack on the village, half of the goods were lost, and the guards were basically dead, and there was no one else in this luck!

But he was not discouraged, in this world, how could the runner not have a little twists and turns, this little difficulty obviously could not defeat him, he was going to rest in Luojiazhuang for a few days, to see if there was any opportunity to dispose of his half of the cargo, so as to earn it back.

This morning, as usual, he walked from the river to a shop, and when he saw the extra people overnight, he was quite puzzled.

"This strong man, where are you going?" He grabbed one of the wounded and smiled "from the heart", as if trying to use it to smear the coldness of the stranger's attitude when he met for the first time.

But his smile was obviously not as warm as he imagined, and the wounded's face became even more indifferent after listening to his words, and the words he said were as cold as ice slag scraping his face: "You think I'm going to tell you?" ”

The smile on Mei Mingzi's face remained unchanged, he let go of his fingers and looked at the wounded carefully, his voice was still gentle: "How much?" ”

The wounded's face was as cold as ever, but his eyes involuntarily glanced around: "Fifty taels!" He said with a cold face.

A silver ticket was instantly passed from Mei Mingzi's hand to the wounded, and the expression on the wounded's face finally thawed a little.

"'Baicaopu' has chartered the largest inn in Luojiazhuang, Fulai Inn, where the wounded who were injured in the battle are treated at a low price! I heard that the catechumen will be here too! ”

After saying that, the wounded man continued to walk forward without looking back, with a cold expression on his face.

Just look at the speed at which he travels, slower than the wounded who have broken their feet......

"Chaker ......" Mei Mingzi thought about it, looked at the direction of all kinds of injuries on the road, and decided to take a look.

……

To the north of Locke's Village, on the dark purple ruins, five people sat together, as if discussing something.

"Are we really going?" Summit asked in a low voice.

When he said this, Lu Ren was bandaging his wounds, and the bright red blood wet the gauze on his arm, seeping out little by little.

"Everybody talks about what they think." Rahman glanced at Summit Road.

Two days of leadership life made him realize his own shortcomings as a leader, from speaking to a casual action, many things that he didn't pay attention to before now have to change a little bit, this change in habits is undoubtedly difficult, especially for an eclectic person like him, it is almost a torture, but he never thought of giving up, just like he never thought of backing down when he held his shield in front of his companion!

"Go!" Deji was the first to express his thoughts, and he was firm, "This gathering is a good time to exchange information, we can't miss it!" ”

"Even if you say so, I still don't want to go," Liu Li spoke secondly, "We now have our own channels to earn lottery tickets, and the temporary team tokens have also arrived, I don't think there is any need to look at the faces of those people anymore." ”

Obviously, Liu Li was still angry about Mu Yan's rejection of them that day, as a fellow villager who was still in the same hometown except for the amusement park, the other party actually gave so little face, which made his self-esteem difficult to accept for a while.

"I think I'd better go!" Lu Ren glanced at Liu Li and said, "We are still at a loss for how to kill the demon general, but maybe others already have a way, and that transport captain and the magic hand holy doctor are not fuel-efficient lamps!" ”

"And......" he paused, "to be honest, there are no good thinkers among us, and if you just look at our individual strength, we are the worst, and the only one who can handle it is the current team!" ”

"So in order to make up for our shortcomings, I think we still have to go!"

Summit: "I agree with Ruren. ”

He raised his hand and pointed to the wound on his arm that had not healed until now, "Even if it wasn't like that, I had to go." ”

When everyone had finished speaking, Rahman stood up with his shield in his hand and glanced at everyone.

"So, vote!"

Five arms were raised.

……

To the east, at the entrance to Locke's Village.

Yun Lou patted a pair of chubby palms affectionately.

"East shopkeeper, it's troublesome, it's really troublesome, the great grace of the shopkeeper, I Yunlou must remember it!"

The fat businessman known as the East Shopkeeper broke out in a cold sweat.

"No trouble, no trouble!" The smile on his face was so hypocritical, the fat on his face was about to squeeze his eyes into a line, and there seemed to be a voice roaring in his heart: Don't! Forget me!

But the young man in front of him obviously didn't hear the voice of the shopkeeper, and sent the shopkeeper all the way to the carriage, and swore that he would help him take care of his wife and children comfortably during the absence of the shopkeeper, so that he could rest assured!

Then I watched the shopkeeper "gratitude" a handful of snot, a handful of tears all the way away, and waved goodbye.

"Alas" turned around Yunlou with a "melancholy" face, "Sure enough, it is the most sad parting." ”

He tried to hide his face that was about to burst out of laughter: "Hurt! It really hurts! ”

Zhong Hexi looked at him silently behind him, and said a rare word half-loudly.

"What's next?"

Yunlou knew what he meant, and Zhong Hexi's meaning was obviously asking him: When the appointed time comes, do you want to go to the party?

He put his hand down, looked in a certain direction of Luojiazhuang, and smacked his lips slightly.

"Go! Why not go! This is a great opportunity for us! His smile was a little wicked.

……

"You old man! Eat me a punch! "In the courtyard, a loud shout exploded like thunder!

The white-bearded old man under the old locust tree had a bruise on his head, and he couldn't help but open the skull of the kid with a claw, and took out the brain inside to see if any of the tendons were wrong, and the punch that came to his face was blasted away, and then a whip leg pulled Mo Wuving, who looked like he was a head taller, into the wall next to him.