He felt sorry for the little left in his hand, and was angry at what he had just done without control.

Like a rodent, the boy nibbled the sweet potato in his hand little by little with his excessively white teeth, without wasting even the slightest crumb, although he was still not satisfied, but after the last bit of food was in his stomach, the boy could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

At the very least, he felt that he should still be able to make it until tomorrow's sunrise, so he had to take advantage of this time to find another little thing to fill his stomach as soon as possible.

Constantly searching for everything that can fill the stomach is almost the only thing that the people who live here have in their heads.

It was at this moment that the boy had time to look up at the sky, and then he saw the blood moon that seemed to be dripping with blood.

For some reason, the moment the light of the blood moon in the sky came into view, the boy suddenly felt as if something was moving in his body, and then he felt that the little thing he had just eaten had been completely digested, and in its place was an even worse hunger.

An inexplicable panic appeared in the boy's eyes, so much so that he couldn't help but glance towards the tavern.

He had already heard the commotion in the tavern before, and it was precisely because of this that he decided to stay away from that place.

After all, once the people there moved, they didn't care if he was a child or not, and even kicked him if he was in the way.

At this moment, however, the boy decided to go around the tavern door.

As the saying goes, if there are riots and conflicts, it means that there may be food that has been knocked over, or food that happens to fly out of the store.

For such a thing, the boy didn't dare to think about it, after all, he had only encountered such a situation once in the past few years.

And that time, unfortunately, he was only a spectator from afar, and did not become the lucky one.

To get to the front door of the tavern, it was impossible for the boy to go down the street, unless he had the ability to sneak through the back door of the tavern and then through the front hall.

Obviously, this is an impossible thing to do, not to mention that the back door of the tavern may not have opened at all, but if he sneaks in and is found as a thief, then what will happen in the end, just thinking about it makes people shudder.

In St. Ann's City, if a person like him were beaten to death, it is estimated that the person in charge of this area would not even take a second look, let alone ask about it.

Therefore, the boy had to go to the end of the street and turn back from the street near the city gate.

Walking in the darkness of the street, trying not to expose himself to the light, because he didn't want to wake up the competitors who didn't know where to curl up, and to save his physical strength as much as possible, plus the already thin, thin body, so the boy's movements were as gentle as a tanuki.

And just as the boy was approaching his target, outside the gate on the west side of St. Ann's City, two men wearing black robes and golden hats slowly walked in.

Those two people, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, whether it is body shape or posture, can be described as distinct, extremely unique and conspicuous.

There was a soft snap!

As a pebble the size of a human head was gently crushed by the thin, short man, they had stopped in front of the gate on the west side of St. Ann's City.

Looking up at the closed city gate and the tattered city wall that was only three feet tall, the short and thin man spat hatefully: "This damn ghost place, every time I come over, it makes people very uncomfortable, I said Yan ghost, can you apply for a change with the above, don't let us come to this kind of place next time." ”

Regarding the short and thin man's complaints and dissatisfaction, the fat tall man known as the Yan Ghost just glanced at him coldly, but did not give any reply.

It seems that he has become accustomed to the indifference and indifference of the Yan Ghost, or that he is actually not eager to get any satisfactory reply from the other party, and the short and thin man with a bit of a broken mouth continues to mutter: "I really don't understand what those people above think, how can there be any good seeds and seedlings in such a broken place?" ”

"Wrong."

Along the way, the fire ghosts who had hardly made a sound, this time not only made a sound, but also came a lot.

He said lightly: "Lord Capricorn is from here." ”

"Capricorn-sama is from here?"

As if he had a heartfelt fear of Lord Capricorn in the mouth of the Yan Ghost, the thin man couldn't help but shrink his head when he heard this, and as for many other things, he didn't dare to ask again.

At this time, the flame ghost glanced at the blood moon in the sky above and said, "Speaking of which, it is not an easy task for the people here to survive under the radiation of the Dark Moon. ”

"Who?"

I don't know if it's because the voice of the fire ghost is relatively high-pitched, or because of some other reason, the few guards guarding the city wall seem to have finally found the two people below, and they let out a loud shout.

At the same time, they had already drawn their weapons and aimed them at the two people below.

Speaking of weapons, in fact, there are only two earthen spears with loud voices but very limited power, and three scimitars that have been polished to a certain shine.

However, although the weapons were in hand, the faces of the guards were a little nervous, and some of them couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

There is no way, not to mention the outfits of those two people, just to say that those two can walk in the dangerous suburbs on such a night, it is enough to show that they are not ordinary people.

However, just as the weapons in the hands of the guards were aimed below, and the two guards with earthen guns had not had time to lock on to the two people below, they suddenly realized that they had lost the trace of the two people in front of them.

Hiss!

It wasn't the sound of a punctured tire or a balloon going flat, but the sound of blood spraying in the air.

And in this strange sound of breaking wind, the figures of the fire ghost and the short man had already appeared in the city, and as for the guards on the city wall, they had already cut their throats in an instant and fell in a pool of blood.

There seemed to be a faint bloody aura in the air, adding a touch of weirdness and coldness to this strange blood.

Dropping a scimitar that he snatched from his hand, the short man's figure suddenly froze, and then he looked at the boy who was looking at him from the darkness, and a rare smile appeared on his face under the hat.

It's just that his face, like his people, really doesn't have two taels of flesh, and it is shriveled like a dried corpse crawling out of the coffin board just now, so his smile is not only extremely ugly, but also a little creepy.

So much so that the boy standing in the corner of the wall in the darkness, after seeing the smile on his face, couldn't help but take a step back, and almost sat on the ground.

And the boy didn't expect this kind of performance of his own, and unexpectedly didn't provoke the other party to say anything, but the short man nodded at him, and said with satisfaction: "Well, it's not bad, I didn't get scared by your Uncle Mu Kui, boy, you are saved today." ”

The boy who finally came to the front street and was about to walk around to the front door of the tavern looked at the man named Mu Kui with a confused and puzzled expression, completely unaware of what the other party meant. What does it mean for him?

However, the next moment, the boy stood directly on the spot, because Mu Kui, who was only a few feet away from him just now, and the fat man who was with him, had already disappeared in front of his eyes like a ghost.

What the hell?

The boy touched his heart with palpitations, and then rubbed his eyes, he suspected that everything he had just seen was not real, but that he was dazzled.

However, the boy soon became sure that he was not dazzled, and that everything he had just seen was real and existent.

Because the man named Mu Kui had already appeared at the front door of the tavern at this moment, and then strode in.

After a few moments, the tavern, which had been noisy and accompanied by clamors and quarrels, had fallen silent.

Then the boy saw the wooden kui who had just entered the tavern and swaggered out.

It's just that it's a little different from when he went in, Mu Kui who came out of the tavern already has one more thing in his hand.

A human head that looked like it was still dripping with blood.

Yes, although the light on the street was a little dim, the eyesight that had been cultivated by picking up leaks in various garbage heaps since childhood made the boy clearly recognize that it was a human head.

Not only that, but the owner of the human head, the boy, also knew the owner of the tavern, and the boy vaguely remembered that he seemed to be surnamed Yao.

Looking at Mu Kui blankly, and the human head that was thrown aside at random, the ghost made a god, and the boy actually walked out of the darkness slowly.

Although his body was already trembling with an inexplicable fear, the boy couldn't help but let out a low cry: "Murder......"

But it was a pity that he was so frightened, so hungry, and trembling that his low cry was no louder than the buzzing of a mosquito.

Such a voice, not to mention that Mu Kui, who was far away at the front door of the tavern, couldn't hear it, and it was estimated that even he himself might not be able to hear what he had just drunk?

However, for some reason, as if sensing something, Mu Kui suddenly turned his head and glanced at the boy's location, but the next moment, his whole person had disappeared again.

And this time, I don't know if it was because Mu Kui's body speed slowed down a bit, or because of other reasons, the boy suddenly found that he actually saw some of the other party's movements clearly.

Swifter and swifter than a wolf or a toothed leopard, lighter and more agile than a bird or a tanuki, the wooden man only touched the ground with his toes, and then his whole body appeared several feet away, disappeared from the boy's field of vision, and entered a house.