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The night is deep, there is no moon and no stars, it is the most suitable time for night walking, whether it is a robbery or a night visit to the boudoir and other work that needs to hide your whereabouts and hide your body, it is suitable for such a time.

This kind of timing is often the most headache and favorite time for Zhen Wusi, because there will be more black-clothed people at this moment, and if you catch them, you can often gain something, and you will generally not catch the wrong person, you will choose this time to travel in a night suit, will you come out to enjoy the night view?

What the hell.

It's just that tonight, Zhenwu Si dispatched all of them in order to attack the Yan Dynasty stronghold, and before they could react, they wiped out one of the nets, so they didn't care about anything else.

However, with the prestige of the Zhenwu Division, there have been many fewer late-night gentlemen in recent years, and even if there is, there are often no murders, if someone really loses some property or something, let the city guards have a headache.

Dozens of people paused outside Yizhuang, their voices were subtle, like floating feathers, and one of them was the most distinctive, because they were white, and they were more conspicuous than others in the middle of the night.

But it doesn't matter, Director Lin didn't say anything before, which means that this is not a problem.

Why care.

However, when Lin Xiao used his body technique, his body was like a wisp of white smoke, and if he was seen by ordinary people, he would mistakenly think that he was haunted and be frightened directly.

Lin Sishou didn't speak this time, but gestured out some postures, and the eight true martial artists behind him immediately nodded, and directly dispersed into four paths, and the forty-three inner martial artists also dispersed into four paths, heading in the four directions of Yizhuang.

Yizhuang in the deep night, like a large tomb, silent, filled with an indescribable cold, Lin Xiao has a keen perception, and more and more clearly feels the amazing cold breath, which seems to have a trace of decay, but when I think of this Yizhuang is a place to store corpses, there will be corpses stored here almost every day, so cold is not surprising, there is nothing special about the smell of decay.

"Remember, try to keep up with me later. The woodcutter whispered to Lin Xiao again.

Partner, the old man brings the newcomer, of course the old man does not refer to the old man, but the old fritter, how to bring the newcomer?

Different old fritters have different methods, the woodcutter is a dull and silent person, of course he will not talk to Lin Xiao about a lot of reasoning, say a lot of theories, his method of leading people is to take them with him, act together, and teach with action.

To put it bluntly, in fact, there is nothing to teach, it is nothing more than that the newcomer has just arrived, and he is worried that he will drag his feet when he acts, cause unnecessary chaos or something, in addition, the woodcutter also knows that Lin Xiao's martial arts cultivation is a great achievement in internal training, and swordsmanship deserves the word superb, but in the woodcutter's opinion, so young, his strength is not estimated to be strong, even if the strength is not bad, but he is not very old, he is only eighteen years old, and he is an eighteen-year-old boy who has only practiced martial arts for a few years.

It took a few years to cultivate to the end of internal training, and it is estimated that all the time is spent on hard training, and I have not experienced any actual combat at all, even if there is, it is more of a feeding move, rather than life and death.

Feeding and fighting and life and death are two concepts.

The woodcutter has been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, and he has also seen some so-called martial arts

Geniuses, cultivation talents are naturally superb, and the speed of cultivation is naturally superb, and they are all high-spirited, but when they encounter life and death, it is often difficult to exert some strength, and some are even killed because of this.

The strength and weakness of life and death are not so easy to define, such as the woodcutter, who has an ordinary talent in martial arts, and it took him more than 20 years to cultivate to the perfection of internal training, but every step of his life is very solid, as if he is his character, so at the level of internal training, the strength of the woodcutter is still relatively strong, which is where his self-confidence lies.

is also with some talented young internal training to complete life and death tearing, and his woodcutter is still seventy or eighty percent sure that he can kill the enemy and survive.

"Shenxiao, remember to follow the woodcutter, his strength is enough to rank among the top three in the inspection of our town martial arts. An imperial envoy whispered to Lin Xiao and said, "A few years ago, when he was still a master of internal training, he chased and killed a villain who had completed internal training for three days and three nights, and finally killed him. ”

Lin Xiao couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he heard this, this woodcutter was not the kind of martial arts genius at first glance, and he was able to fight and win with internal training, which was indeed unexpected, and at the same time sounded a wake-up call to Lin Xiao, don't underestimate the world's martial artists, even if they are some martial artists with mediocre talents, with diligent study and hard work, they can also have good strength.

Don't underestimate the world's martial artists.

Then, the woodcutter's intention to let himself follow him is also obvious, it is nothing more than underestimating his own strength and protecting himself, which is actually his duty as a partner.

"I've been underestimated. Lin Xiao smiled secretly, but he didn't refute it, he didn't say how powerful his strength was, he could be called invincible in internal training.

"Let's go. A chief envoy immediately shouted in a low voice, and took the lead in flying towards Yizhuang, and the deputy envoy also moved instantly, and a cadre of inspectors immediately rushed to Yizhuang, directly breaking the window and entering it.

In four directions, the chief and deputy envoys of the Zhenwu Division entered Yizhuang one after another with a cadre of chief and deputy inspectors.

As soon as you enter Yizhuang, the cold breath doubles, it seems darker than the outside of Yizhuang, and there is a feeling of dampness and stickiness, as if an earthworm crawls over the body, which makes people uncomfortable all over the body, but no one shows anything strange, as a member of the Zhenwu Division, as long as the task is carried out, you may encounter all kinds of situations, snakes, insects, mosquitoes, ants, stench, etc., after all, chasing the murderers and villains, they will try to drill into some remote and bad places, trying to escape.

The cold breath is mixed with the slightest decay, and the wet and greasy fall on the body, and everyone's internal strength and internal qi run to resist the cold breath, maintaining a state that can explode at any time.

The interior of Yizhuang is dark, and it is difficult to see the five fingers when you stretch out your hand, but everyone is at least practicing and cultivating inside, and they can still see things more or less, and they can barely see some scenes in Yizhuang, which is almost like the sight of the night just falling after sunset.

Lin Xiao's vision was more keen, not inferior to those true martial artists in the slightest, and he could see more clearly than other internal exercises.

Pieces of wooden planks are placed in an orderly manner, there are broken straw mats on the wooden boards, the smell of decay is spread from those black straw mats, some of the straw mats are parked with corpses, some corpses do not seem to have any injuries, but the body is thin and tattered, like a beggar, and the whole body is filled with bursts of decay and sour smell, some corpses have a mark on their necks, which are obviously decapitated and spliced together, and some corpses are disemboweled, broken and stitched up a few stitches.

Rao is Lin Xiao has beheaded many people under the sword so far, but seeing such a corpse with his own eyes, he still feels uncomfortable for a while, as if there is a stream of sour water in his stomach that is about to come out.

"What about people?"

"Did you find that we have arrived and have already withdrawn?"

"Not necessarily, maybe they're hiding somewhere, burrowing into the ground like rats. ”

"Find. ”

One by one, the whispers sounded, everyone dispersed, and carefully searched inside this fairly wide Yizhuang, there must be a hiding place, often underground, such as Yizhuang, it is really not difficult for the people of the Yan Dynasty to dig out a village, after all, few people usually come to Yizhuang, and even fewer people pay attention to here.

It's almost all a place for the dead, and it's very unlucky.

Lin Xiao followed the woodcutter while carefully staring around, the sour water gushing in his stomach was also suppressed, the uncomfortable feeling was still there for a while, Lin Xiao's eyes were sharp, scorching in this gloom, looking extremely sharp, while looking for suspiciousness, he also swept past those corpses.

Looking at those corpses, it made me feel uncomfortable, but the more uncomfortable it was, the more Lin Xiao wanted to take a few more looks, that feeling was weird and exciting.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but wonder again, could it be that he really had a tendency to shake M?

Don't.

The sudden change occurred, and some of the corpses that were originally lying quietly on the straw mat actually bounced up like corpses, as fierce and merciless as tigers and wolves, and directly slaughtered the martial artists of the Zhenwu Division who were passing by or facing away from them.

This culling, the killing machine poured like a torrent bursting its banks.

"Be careful. Lin Xiao only had time to remind him, but it happened too suddenly, and for a while, some people reacted quickly and immediately moved to the side, but some people's reactions were still a little slower, not because of their poor experience, but because the gap in strength was there.

There were as many as 30 people who attacked and killed the corpses mercilessly, and in an instant, 10 people from the Zhenwu Division were immediately culled to death, and some of the remaining 20 or so avoided in time, and some of them did not completely avoid being hit, and they were more or less injured.

Violent cullings, not only have internal training, but also real martial arts.

The Zhenwu of the Eight Town Martial Divisions reacted the most quickly, and at the moment when Lin Xiao reminded him, he had already taken the lead in reacting and avoided them one after another, so he was not injured, let alone died, the dead were ten internal exercises, and the injured ones were all internal exercises.

"Zhenwuji's eagle dog, since you're here, let's stay. A gloomy voice suddenly sounded, full of malicious laughter, and more than thirty warriors disguised as corpses burst out again to kill.

Originally, there were fifty-one people who entered Yizhuang, but now ten have died, and there are forty-one left, and there are five of the forty-one who are not lightly injured, which is equivalent to how much strength is difficult to exert in one body, and there are several who are slightly injured, so they can be regarded as able to continue the battle.

The numerical superiority was weakened a lot all at once.

A figure was fast, suddenly jumped on the ground, and came in the air, the woodcutter Mu Ne's dull face became very solemn, a pair of eyes were shining, and the axe behind his back also fell into his hand, holding the handle of the axe with both hands and mercilessly opening it out, as if to split the night.