As the night deepened, the officials on duty also leaned against the wall and took a nap.

Fang Ping quietly touched into the utility room behind the inn, which still retained the appearance of last night, but the body was missing. Fang Ping searched for a while, but he couldn't find his baggage and scroll.

The scroll doesn't open, and Xiao Xie, who is in it, can't get out.

He infiltrated the inn again, which had been cleared, and the lobby was covered with a white cloth over two corpses.

The officials on duty were all outside, Fang Ping cautiously walked over, lifted the white cloth, and first saw a shriveled face, but from the appearance and clothing, he could vaguely identify that this was Zhu Erdan.

Open another one and look at it, sure enough, it's Liu Yibo!

He really hit the hell last night.

However, the female zombie took a few breaths at first, and both of them looked quite normal, but as soon as they left, they turned out to be dried corpses.

"In this way, zombies are really much more terrifying than female ghosts."

Fang Ping thought, pressed his fingers on them, and found that the two of them were empty, and they had been sucked into empty shells.

He was very surprised, and was about to investigate further, when he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the window he had sneaked into.

It's such a coincidence, and someone else is coming!

Fang Ping hurriedly picked up the stealth technique in the Yin Mountain Secret Method, restrained his breath, and melted into the darkness.

After a while, a figure crawled in from the window, shrunk into the middle of the lobby, and squatted beside the two corpses to make a fuss.

Fang Ping saw it in his eyes, and secretly said in his heart that even if this person was not a murderer, he must be an accomplice, I don't know what he was doing to the corpses of the two, maybe he wanted to destroy the corpses?

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of horses' hooves outside the inn.

In the flash of light, the door was pushed open, and several brocade-clothed men with torches walked in. They were all wearing round hoods of the same color, and their expressions were solemn, and when they opened the door, they came straight to the two corpses, which should be those who were specially responsible for dealing with strange cases.

At this moment, the black shadow was lying on the beam of the room like a big mouse, motionless and observing below.

"Sure enough, he was a thief."

Fang Ping thought secretly, and heard humanitarianly:

"Boss, these two corpses are abnormally dead, and the essence and blood on their bodies have been sucked dry."

"Check them for any other injuries......"

One of them was about to squat down, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound on his head, and when he looked up, he saw a black shadow lying on the beam.

He was taken aback.

The five people under the "bang" brushed together and drew their sabers.

The black shadow glanced in the direction where Fang Ping was, and it was there that a stone had just been thrown.

"I can't imagine that there is a warlock hiding ......"

While the black shadow was chattering, his hand did not stop, and he waved his hand to hit a rune paper, which suddenly exploded and caught fire as soon as it got close.

Fang Ping didn't expect that this black shadow was also a monk, and he shot so sharply.

He was about to dodge the rune paper when he made a footstep sound.

Although the hooded boss couldn't see him, his hearing was extremely sensitive, and as soon as his ears moved, the hidden weapon on his waist had already been shot, throwing his left hand at Fang Ping and his right hand at Fang Liang.

"Manifest!"

The black shadow on the beam of the room flexibly turned over and dodged one hidden weapon after another, pointed at Fang Ping and shouted.

In a puff of white gas, Fang Ping's figure slowly revealed, and the stealth technique was broken!

Hearing this, the hooded boss's expression moved.

"Capture the demons!"

He shouted, and four of his subordinates attacked Fang Ping at the same time.

Fang Ping was speechless, why didn't you deal with the one above?

These four people are all successful martial artists, and their skills are far beyond mortals, but that's all.

If you are not among the cultivators, the gap is too big.

Fang Ping quickly dodged the siege of the four and jumped out of the window to run out.

"Don't chase!"

The hooded boss stopped the four subordinates, looked at the black shadow on the beam, bowed respectfully and said: "The deputy commander of the night line Si Nan Zhili has made Wang Mou see the old Yan senior!" ”

The dark shadow was slightly surprised, "How do you recognize me?" ”

Wang Mou said earnestly: "The commander has already spread the portrait of Yan's seniors all over the Night Division, as long as he is a cadre of the Night Division, there is no one who does not know the seniors." ”

The black shadow covered the sparse hair on his forehead, and said with a headache: "That kid, it's really ......"

"The commander has ordered, as long as you see the seniors, I will tell you that Xiao Gu misses you very much, if the seniors are free, please go back to the night division and sit down."

"Alright, I got it." The Black Shadow waved his hand impatiently, "By the way, how is the Night Walk Division doing?" ”

Wang Mou sighed and said, "Don't hide it from the seniors, these days are getting more and more difficult day by day." The saint was deceived by the national teacher, and he faintly had the intention of abolishing it...... If the old-timers can go back to the town, then the national teacher will not dare to be so presumptuous......"

"Well, no need to say it." The dark shadow interrupted, "I still have something to do, you don't have to follow this case, you can't deal with that thing." ”

After saying that, the black shadow flew out of the window with a "boom".

"Alas!"

Wang Mou sighed heavily.

One of his subordinates asked with some hesitation: "Boss, boss, is that the one just now the ......?"

Wang Mou nodded.

The four subordinates suddenly became excited.

"We actually met him!"

"The first sword in the world!"

"The strongest demon slayer who once shocked the twenty-six provinces of Kanto and Guangxi!"

"Yan Chixia Yan senior!"

On the other hand, after Fang Ping escaped from the inn, he found that no one was chasing him, so he found a place to hide, intending to wait and see what happened.

He expected that the black shadow was a wicked person, and those people in the government would definitely not be able to deal with him. With the ability to ignite the fire of the spell just now, Fang Ping concluded that this person's cultivation was not below him.

I was carefully observing the inn, but I couldn't hear any movement for a long time, and I was hesitating to get closer to take a look, when I suddenly felt someone tap on the shoulder.

Fang Ping chuckled in his heart, turned around suddenly, and the Fire Dragon Sword stabbed behind him, but was steadily caught by the other party.

In front of him is a bearded man, with sword eyebrows soaring to the sky, eyes like meteors, a high hairline, a Taoist bun, and more than forty years old.

At this moment, the bearded Taoist priest was looking at him with a smile, holding a red fire dragon sword between his fingers.

"Little brother, why are you stabbing people indiscriminately."

Fang Ping was shocked and said, "You, you are the person who was on the beam just now?" ”

"That's right...... the rough-looking Taoist priest looked Fang Ping up and down, "I see that you are polite, you are actually a warlock, but the strange thing is that you can't see through which sect you are......"

As he spoke, he let go of his fingers.

Fang Ping felt that the other party had no malicious intent, and withdrew the Fire Dragon Sword with some embarrassment.

The Taoist priest smiled heartily: "It seems that there is a misunderstanding." ”

When he saw that Fang Ping was well-dressed and dignified, and there was a sense of righteousness on his body, he couldn't help but feel a little more good in his heart.

"Little brother, what's your name, and what is the relationship between those two dead people and you?"

Fang Ping thought that this Taoist priest was not a bad person, and his skills were very strong, so he might be able to help himself, so he told him about the matter.

The Taoist priest nodded slightly when he heard this, and said: "Your two companions were both killed by female zombies, and the controller behind this female zombie is extraordinary. I've been chasing it all the way......"

This bearded Taoist priest is actually a demon hunter! Fang Ping had always thought that this was just a legend, but he didn't expect that there really was a demon hunter.

But it's normal to think about it carefully, he didn't believe that there were ghosts and gods in this world before, so he naturally thought that those so-called demon hunters were charlatans.

"Ahem...... I thought you were the wicked one who killed them, and that's why I ...... Otherwise how sneaky are you. ”

The bearded Taoist priest scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I just didn't want to meet those people just now, so I ...... Act cheaply. ”

"Oh, I see, you're not a wanted man, are you?" Fang Ping was a little stunned, and took half a step back exaggeratedly.

The bearded Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, pulled his beard and laughed: "Haha, that's right, I'm a wanted criminal." How about it, do you want to go hunting demons with me? ”

Fang Pingzheng had this intention, and seeing that the bearded man was a bold person, he readily agreed.

"Where?"

The bearded Taoist priest took out a compass from his pocket, put it on the ground, and pinched the magic trick with his hand.

The compass turned, eventually pointing to the west.

"Let's go, there is a demonic spirit in the West."

The bearded Taoist priest put away the compass as he spoke, and stepped out in one step, having already walked a long distance.

"Hey, this beard, what a clever footwork!"

Fang Ping was quite surprised, and hurriedly stepped up to keep up, it seems that this bearded man is a master!

The two of them rushed for a quarter of an hour one after the other, and it was not until the bearded man stopped that Fang Ping caught up.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet!"

The bearded man looked cautiously at the misty woods in front of him, and said casually: "My surname is Yan, and my name is Chixia." ”

Yan, Yan Chixia?!