There has always been such a saying in the world: the moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing.

I don't know if this well-known saying is teaching the slain how to be prepared, or whether the murderer is teaching the murderer how to succeed. In short, how unlucky we were that day to miss the only small inn that was not in front of the village and not in the back of the road, everything that happened behind was faintly foreshadowed.

Here's the thing:

We walked until late afternoon, and we were probably all a little hungry, so we found a fairly open and clean place to stop for some food and rest. Originally, the car carried some dry food and dried meat that could satisfy the stomach, and Fuhua also set up a bonfire to make some hot tea very intimately, so even in this icy and snowy wilderness, everyone still ate and drank quite comfortably.

But I never expected that Shifang, an unlucky child, refused to eat dry food, and was obsessed with the snacks in his treasure box, not to mention the melons that Fuhua specially got out of nowhere. Melons are a rarity in this season, and Shifang was probably afraid that I would eat them secretly, so I took advantage of lunch time to concentrate on nibbling.

So the trouble came, it is conceivable that the cold weather and the cold melon in the winter caused Shifang to constantly stop on the road behind, go to the toilet, stop, go to the toilet, stop, stop, go to the toilet......

In the end, Shifang's little face had turned sallow, so I simply carried some spare pills with me, but I don't know if the second senior brother had reservations when he taught me medicine or because I was not good at learning, in short, it was not much use to eat it. Seeing that Shifang began to show faint signs of fever, I also began to panic.

At the original pace, we should have arrived at a small nearby town at dusk, but because we had been stopping on the road and waiting for the toilet in ten directions, we only arrived at a small inn twenty miles outside the city when it was nearly dark.

Shi Fang was still lying in the car in a daze at this time, and I discussed with Fuhua: "My pills don't seem to have much effect, I don't think I should stay here, it's better to hurry up and rush to the city to see a doctor!"

Fuhua nodded, "I originally thought so, let's speed up a bit." ”

So Hatu drove the car, Fuhua drove the road in front of the car, Harang followed behind, I rubbed my stomach for Shifang in the car, and the group rushed to the town non-stop.

Unexpectedly, this is often the case, not that you are unlucky, God will accommodate you, it will often make you more unlucky.

Just when the sky is completely dark, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the moonlight is still bright on the ground, and the heaven and earth are quiet, only the cars and horses are heard.

Probably the pills I refined still had some effect, and Shifang's abdominal pain was much better, and he fell asleep in a thick blanket. When I pestered the second senior brother to learn this, he probably only threw me a messy codex, which recorded some of his experience in pharmaceutical refining, the two were mixed together, and the handwriting was very sloppy, and the second senior brother refused to pay much attention to me, so my pills were all self-taught according to the codex. Thinking about it so far, the medicine that saves people and the poison refining technique that kills people are mixed together, and the ten directions can still be effective after taking it, it is really the Buddha who blesses Amitabha!

My heart was overjoyed, and suddenly a trace of fluctuation floated, and I immediately became alert.

Charm has some extraordinary sense of foreshadowing, if I have a feeling of "bad, something bad is going to happen", there will definitely be something unlucky, and there will be a hundred trials. I once relied on this skill to avoid all kinds of snake bites and beast attacks in Fengbo Mountain, and I can simply become a charm in addition to being hungry and not freezing or bad, and being able to see through the true nature of all things.

Sure enough, only a neighing sound was heard, and the carriage stopped with a "squeak".

I lifted the curtain and looked out, and there were dozens of black-clothed people surrounded by us two horses and one cart, all dressed neatly in night clothes, covered in black gauze, shining with scimitars with brushes, shining in the hazy moonlight.

By this time, Harang Hatu had quickly entered a state of readiness, and I could feel that the eyes of the two men had turned from brown to green, their fangs bared, and the tips of their steel knife-like claws arched up, rubbing against the ground one by one. Probably Fuhua had some orders, and the two of them guarded the carriage left and right, looking around vigilantly.

I was a little excited in my heart, even in the face of such a disparity in the number of enemies and enemies, I was still a little excited, and I was really excited and inexplicable, probably because although Fuhua had full confidence in his ability.

I peeked at Fuhua, at this time my lady of the IKEA room had already changed her face, seeing this situation, there was no panic on her face, a sneer hung from the corner of her mouth, her hands were still holding the reins, and she had not even drawn her sword.

Fuhua looked around at the black-clothed man with a cold face, suddenly laughed contemptuously, and said loudly, "Pick this time to do it, is it accurate that I am alone?" Then he looked at the silent field and squinted, "Or is this a treasure land of feng shui, which is particularly suitable for a long sleep?"

The man in black didn't move, but gradually narrowed the circle of encirclement.

Fuhua laughed again at this time, with a ruthless look in the laughter, suddenly the toes flipped off the horse, the sword had been pulled out in the air, and the blade of the sword had swept through the necks of the two black-clothed men in an instant, and immediately sprayed a little scarlet on the ground, and the two black-clothed men had not yet reacted and had their throats slit, their bodies stood upright, and finally fell to the ground with an unwilling "bang".