"Cloth copper mesh iron hook. ”

As soon as the county man gave an order, the two sides of the huge net moved towards the center of the courtyard, and in the aisles on both sides of the gate, there were people pouring out, one person holding a smaller copper net, and the one behind him rushed out with three rows of iron hooks on the net, to block the yamen, and again surrounded the demon Xiuyan and the old gatehouse in the courtyard of the county ya.

The changes in the field were also lightning, the county Cheng slapped open the half of the door bar with one palm, and the two people who reported the incident and the blue-faced man who had a hole in the ear each fought for a steel knife from the hands of the officials, and attacked the two of them left and right. As soon as the silver whip hidden in his belt was pulled out, the wide robe was scattered, and the person moved forward, looking ahead, the whip was behind, and the person was in front, the person was in front, the whip was in front, and the person was in front. Just in the prime of life, his face was smooth, his eyes were dewful, and he waved straight towards the old gatehouse. In this room, the three people on both sides also pounced in the middle, one rushed towards Mo Xiuyan, and the other two attacked the old porter left and right.

"Boy, quit the county government and are talking. ”

The old porter said with his mouth, but his hand moved. As soon as he moved, a body was immediately divided into several images, three weapons, in the eyes of Mo Xiuyan, one by one by his fingertips, the kind of accuracy and strength were just right, just gently leading those weapons to change a direction, this kind of three-in-one of eyes and palms, so that Mo Xiuyan was taken aback, even the long knife that slashed at him didn't bother to pay attention, just waved the short sword casually, a little bit, and flew back to the county yamen, but a pair of eyes have been on the body of the nine-clawed ghost hand.

The nine-clawed ghost hand is one of the few people that the master will talk about, the master just mentions his ghostly change of body and footwork from time to time, and exerts it with all his might, if you want to catch him, there may not be many people in the world, and now, he actually made a porter in this small county town, listening to his words, it was actually a twenty-year operation, and he saved himself at this time, all the mysteries, so that Mo Xiuyan's heart that had long been ossified and killed, had a little feeling of returning to the atmosphere of the year, and this kind of cold and ruthless life, it was he who was finally buried in the loess in his heart, and now, it is only in the second stimulation of the silver hook iron and the nine-clawed ghost hand, as if it was automatic and heavy that ten thousand feet deep drilled out.

At the moment when Mo Xiuyan just stepped on the roof tiles, the copper nets held by those single people on the ground all surrounded the nine-clawed ghost hand, and the three county officials were also under that blow, all of them retreated a few steps, and the arrows like rain flew to him in the courtyard again, when the nine-clawed ghost hand Deng Zhangjing's hand waved like a fan, and moved in front of him, a phantom, thousands of hands and thousands of people appeared in the same place, and then when he withdrew his arms, both hands were full of feather arrows, those archers who had just finished shooting a round, at this time those archers panicked, they didn't know which side the arrows in the hands of the old man would swing to, but no matter which side, every arrow in his hand would take a life。 And the one who didn't panic was the four who were closest to him, no matter how the bad old man used the arrows in his hands, the knives and whips in their hands could always take advantage of his swing to attack him again, and the demon cultivators who flew up to the roof, no one bothered to pay attention to him, at that height, it was not a place where these ordinary servants could show their skills, even shooting an arrow might be redundant, and there was a great enemy on the ground against their master.

"Let's go, walk slowly, and I'll follow you. ”

Nine-clawed ghost hand Deng Zhangjing put his hands behind him, two feather arrows leaned on his back, and began to walk around the courtyard, that kind of confidence and comfort, just like in the past he was sweeping this yard, this county ya, only this courtyard and that gate belong to him, and today he is leaving, why not take a few more steps in this courtyard, on weekdays, no one will take more care of him, only those who want to enter this county ya, will look directly into his eyes, look at his face, at this time he is leaving, how not to let this one in the yamen see who he is, in the future, when they meet, they are far away from him。

The officials holding the copper net also stood still at this time, and the county magistrate no longer ordered them to go and take it. Demon Xiuyan flew a few outside the yamen, and between the ups and downs, people disappeared in the night, and at this time, the voice of Deng Zhangjing, the nine-clawed ghost hand, came from the yamen with only two words: 'goodbye'. As soon as Mo Xiuyan heard this voice, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could this old man really catch up with him?

Running wildly, Mo Xiuyan ran out of nearly thirty miles in one breath, time passed by his ears, the wind blew the sand and dust on the ground with his footsteps, he didn't look back, he just wanted to run, find himself back to the person in these runs, and let this nine-clawed ghost hand prove himself, no matter who he is, tonight it seems that he has been unable to escape from the net, the appearance of this nine-clawed ghost hand is too accidental, just like a chess piece prepared by himself, at that time, he appeared, no matter whether he is the master or what the reason, it is always too coincidental。

Stepping on those past winds, Mo Xiuyan slowly found his lonely heart that had been calm for a long time in such a dark night.

"Don't run away, I'm so old, you still have that heart, let me run with you until dawn?"

As soon as Mo Xiuyan turned around, a vague black shadow, and the familiar but only familiar voice just now, was four or five feet away. The confidence that Mo Xiuyan had not fully regained was completely gone, and he didn't expect him to be so powerless in front of this legendary person:

"The predecessor is the nine-clawed ghost hand Deng Zhangjing?"

"Count on how much eyesight you have. ”

"Why did the old-timers show up in my troubles?"

"Boy, your great creation, I nested in that small yamen to be a doorman, squatting for twenty years, no matter who you are, finally end my austerity. Back then, I made a bet with Tianya Gusuo, which caused me to be trapped here for 20 years, and now that I am out, as long as you have half a piece on you, or write a few words to me, even if we are clear. ”

"You made a bet with the Heavenly Cliff Lonely Guy?"

"That's the old thing of shame, what does it have to do with you?"

Mo Xiuyan untied the green cloth on his face to his neck:

"Who do you think I am?"

"Boy, you also said that you are dead, it has been more than ten years, you only broke into this yamen at night, where did you die in the early years, and you didn't come to save me from this cage. ”

Demon Xiuyan made the words of this nine-clawed ghost hand confused, what kind of relationship did he have with the family teacher? But the relationship between him and the master was not as close as father and son, and he really didn't know anything about the secrets in his heart, but he always heard about the person of the nine-clawed ghost hand, and what kind of relationship this person had with the family teacher:

"The family teacher has left Xiuyue Villa, and what kind of relationship is the relationship between the seniors and the family teacher? Why are you trapped here? I don't know everything? I hope the seniors will tell me, and I will find a place for the seniors in the future, so I sincerely thank you. ”

"Boy, do you have doubts in your heart? This is not surprising, after all, it has been more than ten years since I reappeared in this world, and this life and death of the rivers and lakes should be more careful! I have not spoken a word of human speech for many years, and in that yamen, I will talk nonsense as soon as I open my eyes, and it will go on and on.

Now you may be like me, a lonely person, but the two are similar, and the heart is the same, so let's talk about it!"

Walked under a tree, leaned against the tree pole, crossed his legs, sat on the ground, ignored whether Mo Xiuyan followed or not, took out a small cloth bag by himself, and began to eat melon seeds. When Mo Xiuyan saw him like that, he had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground opposite him.

Deng Zhangjing, the nine-clawed ghost hand, didn't speak, just put a melon seed in his mouth with his hand, and put the melon seed skin in front of him with a crisp 'swoop'. Mo Xiuyan saw that this old man didn't speak, and it was not easy to ask, but he quietly watched him repeat this action constantly and quickly, and after more than ten melon seeds, Mo Xiuyan saw clearly, those melon seed skins that went to Ren were all buckled on the ground, overlapping layer by layer, this was not a few breaths, the melon seed skin was already as high as the thickness of the mother's finger, and he was still eating melon seeds, overlapping melon seed skins, in the dark morning when the night was about to end, those overlapping melon seed skins were all carried out by him under his ignorance:

"Let's talk about me first! Boy, I am not a thief, I can only be regarded as a thief, I stole a black bead guarded by your master's family, and until now, I still don't know what the importance of the black bead is. In desperation, I had to go to your father's cottage to ask for help.

Your father was a bandit and a king of the mountains, you know?"

"My father would talk about those things when he fought with Lantian Yu, but I didn't know the details, and he didn't hurry to tell me that I was separated from them when I was eighteen years old. ”

The nine-clawed ghost hand was still eating the melon seeds, and the skins of those melon seeds were stacked more than a finger high.

"Don't believe your parents are dead?"

"This is a fan of Xiuyue Villa. ”

"Yes, whether it's your family or the Lan family, it is impossible to die all of them in one day, and one or two people must be alive to be reasonable, but there are too many things that happened that day, and everything may happen. ”

Mo Xiuyan looked at Deng Zhangjing's constantly moving mouth, and couldn't help but reach out to him to ask for melon seeds. Deng Zhangjing put the small cloth bag between the two of them and let him pick it up:

"Your master, with the help of your father and Luo Fuluo, finally found my whereabouts, and dispatched forty-five of their little minions in the cottage to surround me for a few days and nights, and it was in that fight that I made this bet. When he caught me, I imprisoned myself in this Buyin County Office, and when someone broke into the county government at night and could not escape, that is, when I was free, and vice versa.

What I didn't expect was that the hard plan set up by your father and brother saved you! You said that this life is impermanent or permanent, it seems that I really have a fate with you Xiuyue Villa, and now I am free, but there is no place to eat, people are also old, and they have no intention of stealing. ”