"And what about next, did he write it to you?"

Li An became interested, sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and looked at the reading ghost expectantly.

The reader grinned, and drips of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"He was scared to pee, called grandpa, called ancestors, swore to the sky that he would continue to write, and said that he would show it to me for free."

"But I refused, I'm not the kind of person who is greedy for small and cheap things, tell him directly, I'll come and buy it tomorrow."

"And then?"

Ang Lee blinked, looking at the reader like a stupid donkey.

"Then, I'll go!"

The reader replied as a matter of course.

Ang Lee: "......"

Your IQ is only worthy of watching Uncle Liu Huang, after all, Uncle Liu's plot is simple and there are no twists and turns.

"Did he give it to you the next day?"

Although he had already guessed the result, Ang Lee was still very curious, how did this guy get killed?

"I took the money the next day and was going to buy books, but as soon as I arrived at the place, I was taken by the official, saying that I intended to murder Xiucaigong, and then I was put in prison and beaten to death by the guys outside the door."

ang lee: "And then? ”

Reading ghost: "No, since I died, I have been wandering here, I wanted to take revenge myself, but I can't leave this room." Just when I thought that there was no hope of revenge, just now a voice in my head told me that if I find you, I can avenge me, and I will come to you. ”

Li An looked at the reading ghost speechlessly.

This guy's IQ, how did he live so big, the money was not cheated out, and he still had money to buy books, which is a miracle.

I really don't know if this world is too kind, or if stupid people are stupid.

"So what's your idea? Hire me to kill the servants who beat you to death? ”

The reader shook his head and said with a serious face.

"They just take money to do things, just like me looking for you, the real mastermind behind it is the author of that rainy night, just like the author's family wants to avenge the author, they will come to me, not you."

Such a powerful explanation made Ang Lee speechless for a while.

Is this man stupid, or is he stupid?

Forget it, whatever.

He just needs to be happy.

Anyway, the employer will kill whoever he wants, so why bother with that heart.

"Do you know where that author lives?"

"East Street A and C, Tang Xiucai, Tang Family Mansion."

Li Anxin wrote down the address, looked at the reader ghost and said: "As my first employer, I will give you a benefit, how do you want the other party to die?" ”

Resentment flashed in the eyes of the reading ghost, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Cut off his third leg little by little, and then cut it in half first, and then cut off his head." ”

Fuck, is it so cruel?

With such a cruel method, Li An was dumbfounded when he listened.

Thinking about pulling out the third leg and cutting it off little by little from beginning to end, the pain and fear, Ang Lee subconsciously bent over.

After the reading ghost finished talking about the matter and the death request for the enemy, his body gradually became illusory, and slowly sank into the ground.

"Little brother, I'm waiting for your good news, if you can avenge me, not only will I thank you, but also those readers who are also angry enough to choke will also thank you, please!"

Smiling and watching the reading ghost disappear, Li An was just about to think about what to do tomorrow

A cloud of light gathered in front of him again, and a parchment scroll fell in front of Ang Lee.

"Well, it's alive again!"

Reaching out and taking the parchment roll, he slowly opened it.

[Mission Codename: Reader's Wrath!] 】

[Things gather by like, people by groups, Tang Xiucai, as an author of Uncle Liu, also has a group of readers who have the same hobby and have also written this type of book. These people, more or less, have some books under their names that are not finished, or they are too lazy to write them, and they just give up. 】

[The actions of these people have sparked the anger of readers, and they hope that someone can stand up and teach these tsundere guys a good lesson. 】

[Mission requirements: After completing Tang Xiucai's task, kill the eunuch dog as much as possible before the government finds out. For every person killed, you can get one year of internal cultivation, ten taels of silver. If you kill more than 10 people, you will receive a Killer Treasure Troft raffle ticket. Kill more than 20 people to get two raffle tickets, subsequent rewards, and so on. 】

"Raffle tickets, special rewards!"

After reading the contents of the parchment roll, Ang Lee's eyes radiated excitement.

Night.

Tang Xiucai hummed a small song, cranked a folding fan, and walked coquettishly to the Qinglou Street in the center of the city.

Tang Xiucai has three hobbies in his life, visiting the Qinglou, writing Uncle Liu Huang, and teasing readers.

Of course, he didn't go to the Qinglou to play, but to collect style.

After all, inspiration is very important when writing this thing.

In particular, the author of Liu Huang's book, if he doesn't pick the wind once a day, his inspiration will dry up.

Alas, damn writing troubles.

And teasing readers is his special fetish.

Whenever his work was at its best, he would simply throw it aside and stop writing.

Then look at the large number of letters sent by readers begging for anger, and my heart will fly to the sky.

"Life is so much fun!"

Thinking of the letters he received today begging him to continue writing, or scolding and cursing him, Tang Xiucai's heart was secretly refreshed.

Happy, he decided to challenge one leaf and seven thorns tonight.

I was in a good mood, and my steps were naturally much lighter.

Even in order to get to the place earlier, he decided to take a shortcut.

But just around the corner, a sack fell from the sky.

Before Tang Xiucai could react and shout for help, he was hit with a stick on his head, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

Li An, who was dressed as a beggar, glanced around, and ran into the dark alley against the sack.

What a fool, you don't even bring a subordinate when you go out in the middle of the night, it seems that God is going to take you in.

If Tang Xiucai knew Ang Li's thoughts, he would definitely shout out for injustice.

It's not that he doesn't want to take it, but the subordinate who follows him every day, he has a bad stomach today, and he is still squatting in the thatched house.

He couldn't wait, so he set off first.

Entering the deserted house found at noon, Li An tied Tang Xiucai to a pillar, sealed the other party's mouth, took out a knife, squatted down, and started the first step.

"Oh!"

Tang Xiucai, who was in a coma, suddenly had green tendons on his forehead, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he let out a sound from his mouth, like the low cry of a rooster.

"It's so short, there is nothing to cut after only two knives, no wonder I like to cut books so much, and my feelings are perverted by physiology."

Shaking off the blood on his hand, Li An glanced at Tang Xiucai, who had fainted in pain, took out the woodcutter that had been prepared a long time ago, took a breath, and slashed it hard.

solved Tang Xiucai, and Li Anhuai found a list in his arms.

This is the list he investigated today according to memory, the number is not large, only 11 individuals,

Although Tai'an County is an upper county, it was limited by the level of education in ancient times, and the number of literate people was not large, let alone engaged in the industry of writing books, so the number was even less.

It's not a lot, but it's enough to exceed the number of people required by the mission.

After setting the next goal, Li An entered the dilapidated house next to him and began to perform simple disguises.

Half an hour later, an ugly woman with heavy blush, like falling into a rouge tank, shook her fat buttocks, swayed, and left the alley of this deserted house.

Three hours later, at the door of the Spring Moon Tower.

A young man wearing a big green scholar uniform and a handsome mustache jumped off the carriage in a hurry.

"Mother Cui, let your top Xiangliu girl clean up, and after my son finishes drinking, I will go to her.

Also, is Brother Tang here? But he said that he would pay for tonight's expenses. ”

When the old bustard saw the big customer coming, he had a smile on his face like looking at his father, and he was just about to greet him with a sneer, but he saw a terrifying scene.

"Poof!"

A woman who appeared out of nowhere, ugly and difficult to look at, quickly raised her hand when she passed by the bearded boy.

The old bustard watched as the eight-character bearded boy was pierced by a chopstick and inserted into his skull.

"Ahh Kill! ”

Ignoring the screaming old bustard, after the ugly woman killed the bearded boy, she walked to a carriage behind her in a few steps, raised her hand and threw a clay pot tied to the fire fold into it.

"Boom!"

The carriage was engulfed in flames in an instant, and the screams of ghosts and wolves rang out, and two burning men rushed out of it, wailing and rolling on the ground.