The three Wu and Dart Bureau dart masters who held Wu Dalang hostage were stunned, and the knife that was originally on Wu Dalang's neck was useless now, so he withdrew, and the corpse fell to the ground, and the knife was inserted into the head, colliding with the ground with a muffled sound, and since then, there has been no sound.

The red and white filth splashed on the faces of the three people, and someone touched it and recognized it as Nawu Dalang's brain, and even if he knelt on the ground and retched.

He.... Killed your own brother?

The reason why he wanted to send someone to Woniu Mountain to rob Wu Dalang down the mountain was because of Wu Erlang's respect for this brother when he met before, and Zhang Bashun gambled that he was a rat bogeyman, and he didn't dare to do anything to Washington, so he retreated, so as not to rob Wu and the dart bureau of any mortal enemies.

After all, if a five-story martial artist is planning to attack and disturb the dart team, then Wu He's dart game will inevitably be greatly affected.

The three dart masters who robbed Wu Dalang saw Wu Erlang's reaction at first, and they all thought that he didn't dare to act rashly, so he began to speak quickly, and his words were also a little unscrupulous.

But it's too late to say anything.

Wu Erlang, who threw this shocking knife, still knelt on the ground, and after a while, his figure staggered to his feet, and walked towards the body of Wu Dalang at the gate of the courtyard.

Wu He's dart game and the Sun family, including the Sun family, consciously made way for this man who seemed to have lost his soul.

Wu Erlang held the handle of the knife, slowly, with a gentleness that did not match his temperament, he pulled it out inch by inch, the sound of the blade rubbing against the skull was piercing, and the three Wuhe dart masters nearby actually forgot to escape, and watched him pull out the knife that even split the back of his head, and then discarded it on the ground.

The corpse with most of his face chopped by this knife makes it difficult to see his original appearance, but in Wu Erlang's eyes, this is still the one back then, who gave him most of the sugar gourd, and always stood in front of him when he was bullied by his playmates.

What did his brother do wrong, why did the world have to trouble him like this.... Don't even let him live ....

"Thief God. Wu Erlang's inaudible scolding made Wu He's dart bureau and all the horses of the Sun family suddenly nervous.

"Thief God. ”

"Thief God. ”

"Thief God. ”

Wu Erlang hugged Wu Dalang's body, muttered a curse in his mouth, and staggered towards the gate of Washington Courtyard, but no one dared to stop him.

A woman exclaimed in the streets and alleys outside Washington, presumably someone passing by, who was so frightened that she screamed when she saw Wu Erlang walking on the street with such a terrible corpse.

In the city of Heqing County, I saw a person walking on the street with a bloody corpse in the daytime, in fact, it was no different from hitting a ghost in the daytime, the yellow-skinned and thin peddler walking through the streets and alleys had no strength to carry the burden, and saw a big man with a cloak holding a corpse with a head that was about to become two scoops swaying on the street, how not to be afraid.

Empty-eyed Wu Erlang walked on the most spacious and prosperous street in Heqing County, even if it has only experienced the year of the catastrophe, the prosperity of this street has not diminished a few points, wearing gold and jade belly poop businessman boots on his feet are still stained with horse manure, at a glance it is not long ago to make a home, and it is not enough to change a pair of decent boots, next to him is a glamorous concubine wearing a light gauze with a crisp chest half exposed, this suddenly rich businessman pulled the Huizhou accent, is spitting and flying with a shopfront to hear the theory of the guy in the clouds, the guy lost a smile, the concubine intentionally or unintentionally rubbed on the merchant, thinking that if he could add a house heir earlier, his position in this family would be more stable。

"Master, let me tell you, after going south and north for so many years, this piece of jade is worth such a price, not to mention the situation in Suzhou at this time, how can you have the dough to sell for two hundred taels?"

Huizhou local dialect this guy also heard a big head, Dayao counties have their own dialects, in Suzhou such a mountainous boundary, often over a mountain to the people in the village and town is another language, not to mention the foreigners, although the text is the same, but the mouth of the Chinese language and the book of heaven is not very different. Therefore, in order to facilitate the people of various prefectures and counties to speak, the Dayao court used the Beijing dialect as the official dialect of Dayao, and implemented it up and down, and the results were quite remarkable.

"This lord. The man looked embarrassed, he understood the meaning of the five fingers no matter what, "Fifty taels of silver, the small one really can't be the master, why don't you help you talk to the shopkeeper and come out to meet you?"

"Don't hurry up yet.... You're blind!

The merchant who was hit and stumbled was furious and said, don't turn your face to look at the person who hit him, if you don't have an explanation today, don't think about passing like this.

Let's see who it is.... Damn!

Hearing the exclamation of his master, the glamorous concubine also looked back at the past, and she was also shocked to lose her face.

"Kill, kill!"

Such a shout sounded on the street, and then spread ten or ten hundreds, and in less than half an hour, most of the Heqing county knew that there were people walking on the street with corpses on the street.

The pot-bellied merchant dragged the beautiful concubine and crawled towards his carriage, and fell twice on the way, and the beautiful concubine was also pulled down, and even her clothes were untidy, and the white greasy appearance feasted the eyes of the passers-by.

The people on the street fled into the shops facing the street in the blink of an eye, or they hid in the narrow alleys, and dared to poke out half of their heads to see the excitement.

A man with a strange figure, holding a corpse whose head was still dangling in two, walked down the street in despair.

There was only one person on the street who did not avoid it, a skinny old blind fortune teller, who could only hear the people on the street hurrying back and forth, shouting to kill, and not knowing who to kill, but still sitting on his own fortune-telling stall. He has lived for so long, what scene has he never seen? What scene has he never heard, if he just kills him like this, it is better to have a good time, so that he will not die of cold and starvation again in the future.

I counted my life for a lifetime, but I couldn't count myself.

"Sir. ”

Among the five senses, if one or several senses are lost, the remaining senses are always extremely keen, not to mention that this bloody breath is so strong, it is not a person like him who can smell it, then this person is afraid that when he kills people, he will not release all the blood on his body and then smear it on himself.

Holding the corpse, Wu Jiro sat down on a small stool in front of the fortune-telling booth, and the small stool with a shiny surface made of scattered wood had borne the weight and let out a squeaky wail.

The stall is very small, two stools, a fortune-telling blind man sits, a fortune-telling guest sits, there is a small number in between, behind the blind man is inserted two linen cloth signs used to solicit business, with Da Yao in the prevailing pavilion among scholars meticulously written, "face to face, gossip six yao, a little through one or two."

It's not that no one has persuaded this blind man, and it's good to change his face, just write like this, how can he solicit business? This blind man is indeed sincere, and frankly admits that his own ability is indeed not high, so that the neighbors are willing to find him fortune telling, and they all go to find the east of the city that Yu Banxian, this old blind man can save the rest of his days by helping people write letters on his behalf, if any family is infected with some minor diseases, it will cost ten copper plates, and the old blind man can write a prescription for guaranteeing, and catch medicine according to the prescription, and it will be fine in less than three or five days.

"I just killed someone, and I want to come to this fortune teller for me, a blind man?" the old blind man waved his hand, "Then you might as well run as far as you can, and if you run a moment late, you may be caught one point more, like you, I have seen too many blind people." ”

The people who were poking their heads out to see the movements of the old blind man all sweated for him, mother, he was a blind man, if he didn't see someone sitting there with a corpse in front of him, he would not have to be scared to death!

A sharp-eyed visitor recognized Wu Erlang and exclaimed that this is not the king of Wu Erlang on Woniu Mountain outside the city, a powerful character who was arrested by the government for a thousand taels of silver, he was bold, and he was bright in broad daylight, and he actually came to Heqing County to kill people in the city, what did the government do to eat, but this fortune teller old blind man was more than lucky.

Surprisingly, Wu Erlang did not burst out and kill, but said calmly: "It's not mine, it's my brother's, that is, the one I'm holding now." ”

Then he told the old blind man about Wu Dalang's birthday, and the old blind man frowned when he heard it: "This is a very bad life, there should be a sibling, and it also takes up most of his luck, he does good deeds in his life, his life is not more than forty, and he must not die well, and this year is in conflict with his life.... To put it mildly, your brother's situation this year is extremely dangerous. ”

"Mr. Bu said that my brother is dead. Wu Erlang added, "Down there is his younger brother, I don't want my brother to be humiliated, so I killed him." ”

The old blind fortune teller pondered for a long time: "The life of the dead, no matter how you calculate it, it will not help, this fortune teller will not accept the old money, after burying your brother, go to the government to turn himself in, your brother has something he wants to do in his life but has never done? ”

"My brother has sold cooking cakes all his life, and he has not enjoyed a few days of leisure, and when he was young, he wanted to go out of Yanggu County, but he had to serve his father and mother at home for my unfilial brother. Wu Erlang said miserably, "What I want in my life is nothing more than to go out and have a look." ”

The old blind said silently: "In this case, it is better to burn your brother and take the ashes with him, it is not a life to go into the earth for peace, and throw it on a high mountain, it can be regarded as seeing the scenery of this world." ”