38, killing machine (1)

It is said to be an altar, but in fact it is just a stone platform built up of a few stones, which is far worse than the altar in front of the Suyin family dedicated to Gu Zhong Xuancang. At the corner of Lindu Street, you can often see such a small altar, and people who live in the neighborhood will make a daily small sacrifice here before they have reached the day of the official festival or have not been able to go to the official sacrifice place on the outskirts of the city.

Some people beg for harmony in their homes, some people ask for more children and grandchildren, and some people even ask the big yellow dog that was lost in the family to be found as soon as possible, and the children who cry at night can sleep peacefully. The things burned in the altar are also strange, saying that they are incense ashes, but in fact, they are mixed with unburned fruits and livestock skins, and there is a strange smell.

Ten steps away, Ji Chongguang had already stepped up the steps in front of the Nine Question Pavilion.

"Up!" Chu Ning whispered to Ming Instant, who had already transformed into a falcon and rushed straight towards the golden crown of hair on Ji Chong's bald head.

Hearing the sound of hunting in his ears, Ji Chongguang turned his head and glanced at the falcon very indifferently, without even moving his fingers, only calling "return to my sister". Gui Mei didn't say anything, pulled out her sword and rushed straight out. Ming instantly circled in mid-air, and seemed to be chased by Gui Mei and fled, but led Gui Mei away from Ji Chongguang's location.

"Gongzi Chongguang, have you come to Jiuwen Pavilion to buy things again?" Chu Ning put on a gentle and harmless smile, put one hand behind his back, and walked forward unhurriedly.

Ji Chongguang saw that it was her, and the corners of his mouth unceremoniously hooked up a mocking sneer: "Do you have a bad memory, or do you have a bad brain?" Dare to come......"

Just as he turned his face to speak, Chu Ning raised his hand behind his back forward, and the incense ash that exuded a strange smell was raised towards Ji Chongguang along the wind. He lifted the wide sleeves of his robe to block it, and a few pieces still fell straight down his face.

Ji Chongguang's face changed suddenly, and Chu Ning, who was close at hand, could even vaguely hear the sound of him gritting his teeth.

"The hand slipped, the hand slipped......" Chu Ning explained with a smile. She knew in her heart that this kind of behavior of touching the tiger's ass would definitely anger Ji Chongguang, according to her original plan, after raising the incense ash, she would offer a ruyi bottle, a person like him, in the face of realistic interests, will never be ambiguous.

Unexpectedly, the draft she typed was still in her stomach, and before she could spit out a word, there was a chill on the back of her neck. Ji Chongguang reached out and grabbed her, grabbed her shoulders and held her in front of him. Where she had just stood, a white-feathered arrow flew straight at her, almost shooting her through.

The arrow poked into the wall, but instead of getting into it, it made a strange turn and turned back in the direction it came.

"You're a bit too much, I said that my hand slipped......" Chu Ning escaped death again, and the fire in his heart also jumped up, what kind of stinky temper is this, she is going to kill people at every turn, and she picked out a piece of cow dung mixed with the incense ash just now, so she should stay in it, and he deserves to be confused.

"Shut up!" Ji Chongguang's voice came close to the back of his ear.

Chu Ning did it honestly, after all, now the whole person is in the hands of others.

"How many people are on the other side?" Ji Chongguang asked.

Chu Ning raised his eyes and saw that the street market that was still lively just now was running out of people. On the second floor of the teahouse across the street from them, a man wearing a hat was looking over coldly, his face was painted with red and green oil paint, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he was playing with the white feather arrow just now in his hand.

"One," Chu Ning replied angrily, "don't you have long eyes, can't you see for yourself......"

"Shut up if you want to live!" Ji Chongguang squeezed out a vicious word from between his teeth.

The man in the hat across the street stood up, spread his cloak with his arms, and jumped down from the second floor, and when he was in mid-air, the white feather arrow flew out from his fingers, split into two and four in mid-air, and shot at Ji Chongguang's vital body. Of course, it was actually Chu Ning's vital point, since she was restrained just now, she was blocked in front of her like a shield by Ji Chongguang.

She was just about to struggle, but Ji Chongguang had already grabbed her by the neck and jumped backwards, and the two of them hid in the carriage together. The white-feathered arrows clanged across the outer wall of the carriage, and the arrows fell to the ground, regrouped into one, and returned to the man in the hat.

Chu Ning suddenly realized that it was not Ji Chongguang who killed her just now, but someone who came to assassinate Ji Chongguang, and she caught up again.

The carriage was already small, and there were special lattices on both sides for putting things, and the two people were crammed into it, and they were already close together. Ji Chongguang seemed to be afraid that she would run away, and one arm was tightly wrapped around her, pressing on her chest.

Ji Chongguang's low voice hovered above her head: "Do as I say in a while, you and I can live, do you understand?" ”

Chu Ning nodded cooperatively.

Ji Chongguang suddenly became angry for some reason, and wrapped his arms around her tighter: "Ask you, do you understand?!" ”

Chu Ning was also angry: "Didn't you just stop me from talking?!" You ......"

She turned her head with great effort to reason with the person behind her, but was horrified to see that his eyes were staring blankly into the void, and two lines of blood-red tears were flowing from his eyes.