Seven days later.

The time has just passed, the night is dark and windy, and it is the day of murder and arson!

Immediately, the sound of bangs and gongs sounded from the watchmen.

"Tuk! Sincere! Sincere! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The duo of Ping'an County watchmen, who are partners with each other, wandered near the water gate of Linhefang in Ping'an County, one carrying a smoked dusky lantern in front of them, and one person struck the gong vigorously in the back, shouting the horn at the top of their voices, reminding the residents near the water gate to be careful of walking in the water and pay attention to anti-theft.

A few days ago, the officials who went door-to-door on the street were nowhere to be seen, and only during the day, there would be the Imperial City Division who randomly selected lucky households, selectively screened a few households, and made a model for the above.

The capital experienced a "great earthquake" and "great purge" this time, and the hidden demonic forces in the city were purged by the imperial court, and all of them were caught, cut off their heads, and hung on the city gate to set an example.

After touching a cup of tea, passing through the three octagonal arches of the Water Gate, the duo of watchmen will go to the next block together.

It's just that he hasn't taken two steps yet, and the man who struck the gong, named Ma Monkey, only felt a rush of urine, and almost couldn't hold back, he hurriedly hung the gong around his neck, covered his crotch, and came to a shop on the street.

There is no wind tonight, the weather is better, the yellowed banner in front of the shop is calmly drooping, and the word "Shang" is written on the banner, which should be the surname of the shopkeeper.

The shop is selling daily necessities, it is open on the edge of the water gate, the shop area is not large, but fortunately, the geographical location is good. When the weather is hot, the shopkeeper will set up a canvas shed on the street in front of the shop, and set up a few tables in it to start a passing tea business.

At noon, pedestrians can't stand the summer heat, and often sit under the shed, and one or two copper coins can buy a pot of herbal tea to relieve the heat.

Now, the shed erected during the day has not been removed, and the guards and monkeys cover the stalls with their hands, walk in a strange posture, and untie their trouser belts when they aim at the corner of the shop.

As a crystal liquid emerged, the horse monkey couldn't help but tilt its head and hum an unknown tune in its mouth.

As the saying goes, people have three urgencies, and I can't help it when I urinate urgently.

A watchman named Wang Gui stood on the side of the street with a lantern and waited.

He was in charge of knocking on the bell on weekdays, and after a long time, he looked at the peeing horse monkey and reminded kindly: "Okay, no, hurry up, I don't care if people trouble you for a while." ”

This horse monkey is really, and he doesn't choose a good place to pee.

Just aimed at the door of someone's shop, and asked the shopkeeper to get up at night to see it, so he had to catch him and beat him.

The horse monkey turned his head and pouted: "What's the hurry?" Right away. ”

After a while, his body was completely relaxed, and the horse monkey hugged his pants, and before that, he shook it and trembled.

"Squeak—"

An untimely sound.

The horse monkey who was tying his trouser belt was cool, and the cool air rushed to the top of his head.

Before his trousers were fully dressed, he saw the door of the shop open.

The honest-looking round-faced shopkeeper was about thirty years old, with a robe draped over his shoulders and a lantern in his hand, looking like he hadn't woken up, yawning and looking out.

"Wozhi! You turtle grandson, peeing on my door. ”

The round-faced shopkeeper saw the situation outside the door, suddenly came to his senses, and immediately grabbed the horse monkey's collar and scolded, followed by a punch on the horse monkey's face.

The horse monkey wanted to run, but the shopkeeper was flexible, so he dragged the horse monkey and almost pulled his pants off. The two were entangled for a long time, and in the end, Wang Gui, who was waiting on the street, saw that things were getting bigger and bigger, and it was not easy to end, so he stepped forward to help, and with the concerted efforts of the two, he was able to escape the clutches of the shopkeeper.

Seeing the two of them go away in embarrassment, the round-faced shopkeeper stood in front of the shop and scolded:

"You can run a monk, but you can't run a temple! You wait for me! ”

The identities of Wang Gui and the horse monkey watchman are there, as long as the round-faced shopkeeper waits until dawn and goes to the government to check, he can find out who the watchman on duty tonight is, and then the two of them will definitely look good.

"Phew! Bad luck! ”

The round-faced shopkeeper gathered the clothes on his shoulders, spat on the ground, picked up the lantern on the ground, and prepared to go back to sleep in the shop.

Rub—

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

The round-faced shopkeeper Tong Kong was stunned, and in a hurry, he chose to bend down to avoid it.

A pitch-black arrow flew past his scalp and swooped into the door of the shop, nailed in more than two inches, and the end of the arrow was still slightly oscillating back and forth.

If a person's head is shot like this, it will definitely be a bone piercing and death, no exception.

The round-faced shopkeeper looked back and looked incredulous.

I saw that on the octagonal archway in the distance, several figures stood on the archway staggeredly, overlapping in the full moon.

Those people were all dressed in black armor, wearing hats, and long knives hanging from their waists, and they were majestic.

The identity is self-evident, it is the Imperial City Division!

The leader was a middle-aged man, holding a small crossbow, pulling the crossbow string again, putting on the pitch-black arrow, aiming at the round-faced shopkeeper in front of the shop.

"Demon Sect Flame Hall, Rich Merchant, Shang Yunliang! It's you, right? The middle-aged man asked, curling the corners of his mouth.

When the round-faced shopkeeper heard his name be announced, he shook his head and chuckled dumbly.

After hiding for so long, it was still discovered.

"You are?"

The round-faced shopkeeper was no longer honest, reached out and tore off the clothes on his shoulders, threw them on the ground at will, took out the dagger from behind his waist, and held it in his hand.

The middle-aged man standing on the archway, his body moved, jumped down from the archway, and slowly approached the round-faced shopkeeper: "Imperial City Division, Xuanwu Hall." ”

"Where's the name?"

"A dead man is not worthy to know my name."

Immediately, the deathmatch began.

The middle-aged man pulled out the long knife at his waist and connected it with the short blade of the round-faced shopkeeper, and within a few rounds, the round-faced shopkeeper had one of his arms cut off, and the blood flowed all over the ground, and he was pressed to the ground by the people of the Imperial City Division.

The subordinates searched their bodies and shops, but they did not find anything valuable.

The round-faced shopkeeper's eyes widened, he laughed miserably, his scattered hair covered his face indiscriminately, and his mouth kept repeating: "The Divine Cult is immortal!" Cult ......"

The middle-aged man walked out of the shop, put away the crossbow arrows, hung them back on his waist, and came to the round-faced shopkeeper again. He squatted down, brushed the hair off the face of the round-faced shopkeeper, pinched his face and said fiercely: "Say, what about the others?" ”

The round-faced shopkeeper pursed his lips, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"Boom".

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man used his hands hard and crushed the chin of the round-faced shopkeeper.

"Those two watchmen are also your people, right?" The middle-aged man withdrew his hand and said with a cruel smile.

The round-faced shopkeeper's face, which was still resentful, became dazed in an instant.

How did he know?

"Take it away!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, tightened the black armor on his body, and looked at the street in the distance.

There, the show is just getting underway.