The courtyard was quiet, and the cold moonlight was gradually obscured by the clouds.

An hour passed, and in the bedroom, on the cold and hard wooden bed, Kiyoki still maintained his original posture - he turned his head to look out the window, his palms relaxed on the quilt, his feet crossed, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he was thinking, and he seemed to be sleepy......

He seemed to have become a statue, a real statue...... There is no difference between the action and an hour ago! Even the slightly upturned corners of his mouth on his face remained at their original angle!

…… It's as if a robot suddenly crashes, and all its movements stop.

A light rain trickled down on the roof tiles, and the sound of water dripping from the corners of the eaves was endless.

Through a window, it seems that the entire courtyard looks cold and natural.

I don't know how long it took, Kiyoki Dao Chang moved again, he turned his head in one direction as if he had come back to his senses, his face gradually became cold, and his majestic eyes seemed to see through many obstacles, somewhere far away!

Just now, he noticed that the rune paper, which had been in one place for an hour, began to move again!

"Why stay there for an hour?" Kiyoki Michicho frowned, a little puzzled.

In his memory, the place where the original rune paper stayed was originally some residential accommodation area planned by him when he played the owner of Locke's Village, and it was normal for the person who took his rune paper to return to that place.

But why did the man leave again after an hour had passed?

"If that place isn't where the man is hiding, what did that man do there?" He groaned for two seconds, then put on his clothes and stepped out of bed.

Tonight's events have gradually become confusing, which makes him feel very bad, and he has rarely felt this way after so many years of being the owner of this small Locke's Village.

And there seem to be a lot of things like this lately: the private investigation of those guards, the fire in the owner's mansion a few days ago, and the movement of this spell today......

It seems that someone has woven a big net that is shrouding Luojiazhuang a little bit, no, it should be said that shrouding towards the view of purity!

This feeling of being hidden in the shadows and calculating is really quite bad, it's like falling into the nest of a spider spirit, and the slightest movement can touch the sticky spider silk, and the more you struggle, the more spider silk you have, and in the end, without even the spider spirit coming forward, the person who is desperately struggling will trap himself in that spider web!

"Now I'm finally the one struggling in the cobwebs?" He took out the charms from the wooden cabinet one by one, put them neatly into his sleeves, and hid them around his waist, his movements meticulous, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Eventful, eventful......

…… At this critical time!

He tied up his belt, inserted a wooden hairpin, pasted a piece of talisman paper to the door, and slowly pushed the door open.

Silent.

The old wooden door didn't make a sound, or rather, it didn't make a sound, and everything seemed to be firmly locked on the door by his talisman paper.

He turned around and closed the door, pinched an identical talisman paper in his hand, habitually walked towards the courtyard door step by step with his hands behind his back.

As he reached the door, he stopped and turned his head to look at the bedroom that was exiting.

The moonlight was gone, and the paper-paste window was black and empty, and he couldn't see anything, but Kiyoki knew that there was someone watching him from behind that window.

That "man" didn't have to rest, and every night he would stare at this door and the other two, just like him, and not like him......

He bowed respectfully to the bedroom, looked up and nodded softly, then turned and pushed the door open.

……

The night is deep,

Let's rewind the clock to half an hour ago.

To the north of Luojiazhuang, in a dilapidated wooden house, the young man named Wang Xiaoli released his hand from the hilt of his knife with a trembling hand.

The knife that is usually used to kill pigs is now firmly inserted into the body of a middle-aged man, the blade of the knife trembling slightly, and the blood stains half of his clothes.

The middle-aged man looked at him with a shocked gaze, as if he still couldn't believe that he would do such a thing.

"For ...... Why? ”

The blood pouring from his heart had begun to spread on the ground, but the man had taken his last breath to ask the question.

Wang Xiaoxi's face was a little pale, as if it was the impact of the first murder on him, but there was not much fear in his eyes, and the ruthlessness of that impulse had not completely dissipated on his face, making his face look a little hideous.

"For ...... Why? His voice trembled slightly, and it could be seen that this time the killing still had a great impact on him, but when answering this question, there was a certain excitement in his tone:

"Of course, because of one less person, I can get a little more money!"

He unconsciously took two steps back, holding on to the table with a slightly trembling hand, as if he had found some kind of pillar.

"You don't ...... all the time Keep asking me how to divide it...... I'll tell you right now, Shopkeeper Mei was originally preparing for six two and two points......"

"But then he came to me and told me if I killed you...... Your share will be mine! ”

“…… Look, look, we're six or four now, six or four! ”

When he said that, the excitement in his eyes had gradually become a little crazy, and the fear was also hidden deep in his eyes, and he was about to walk forward, but when he saw the blood on the ground, he was frightened and trembled, and quickly retracted his feet.

His gaze moved up to meet the man's widening eyes, goosebumps stood up all over his body, and the fear he had had come to his heart.

“…… Brother Niu, don't blame me, don't blame me, I'm also forced to do it, I've been here for six years, I have nothing, and I owe a lot of debt, if I can't change it this year, I will be caught by them to mine...... I...... I'm going to die in it......"

He folded his hands together, kept chattering in his mouth, kowtowing and begging for mercy, and finally when he raised his head, he found that the man had not moved for a long time, so he quickly got up, pushed the door and ran out, and even forgot to put out the oil lamp in the room.

Half an hour later, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the open door, looking at this fresh murder scene, his eyes did not blink, but when his gaze swept over the corpse, a trace of disgust flashed in his indifferent eyes.

After a few moments, he turned and disappeared into the night again.

At the same time, a wooden door to the east of Luojiazhuang was pushed open, and a young man with a little blood on his body got in......

At the same time, in the first safe camp in the Lion Camel Mountain Range, Mu Yan and Jiang You walked in......