Qingyunpu Zhaozhuang is not too far from Yuegang City.

Zhao Ping was familiar with the road again, he carried a small package on his back, which contained some things used by children, and a small box of rouge that only the banshees in the city used, which he bought with the advance withdrawal of the earth and moon.

Thinking of the mother-in-law at home and the child who is about to be born, Zhao Ping was in a very beautiful mood, looking at the ordinary green mountains and green waters on the roadside, he felt bright and moving, and couldn't help but open his throat and sing mountain songs, his rough voice sounded like a different taste.

There is a fork in the road between Zhaozhuang and Shizhuang.

From this fork in the road, it was soon time to reach Zhaozhuang, and Zhao Ping's footsteps became more and more brisk.

From a distance, when he saw Zhao Zhuang's village, Zhao Ping couldn't help but shout loudly, "Erniang! Erniang! I am back! ”

But the figure he was expecting didn't appear, could it be that his voice had become quieter in the Daolang Pavilion these days?

Zhao Ping raised his voice and shouted again: "Erniang! Erniang! ”

Zhao Zhuang was still very quiet, and not even a dog appeared.

It shouldn't be!

Zhao Ping faintly felt that something was wrong, Zhao Zhuang kept a lot of dogs in order to prevent thieves from coming to the door, and these dogs would always run around on weekdays.

A breeze blew, driving a dark cloud in the sky towards Zhao Zhuang, Zhao Ping twitched his nose, and the subtle wind was wrapped in a strong bloody atmosphere.

Wrong!

Zhao Ping began to run, kicked open the door of Zhao Zhuang Zhuang with a bang, and stepped in but almost tripped over an object on the ground.

Looking down, it was a corpse lying down.

Who is it?!

Squatting down and turning the corpse over, it's Aunt Sauce next door!

Zhao Ping's eyebrows were furrowed, how could Aunt Jiang die in this place?

He stood up, the blood in the wind growing stronger.

Over there...... And one more!

Further afield, there are also corpses!

Zhao Ping was horrified, Zhao Zhuang was afraid that something had happened!

He rushed to the Zhao family close to the Zhuang Gate, Zhao Da was by the door, Zhao Da was in the courtyard, Zhao Da was in the kitchen, Zhao Da Niang was in front of the bedroom door, and the family of four fell in a pool of blood!

"Erniang! Erniang! Zhao Ping suddenly came back to his senses, rushed out of Zhao's family, and rushed all the way towards his house.

Zhao Ping's house is in the innermost position of Zhaozhuang, he ran all the way, and from time to time found the body of the fallen on the side of the road, the more he ran, the more frightened Zhao Ping's heart became, the more cold his heart became! The more furious!

In the entire Zhaozhuang, there is not a single living mouth, and even the dog is not spared!

What a brutal tactic!

"Erniang! Erniang! Zhao Ping rushed into the house, the last bit of hope was also shattered by a corpse, Erniang fell out of the courtyard with her head outward, already showing her original form, next to her corpse, children's shoes and hats and other female red things were scattered all over the ground.

"Erniang!" Zhao Ping rushed over and touched Erniang's pulse, which had long since stopped beating.

"Who is it! Who the hell is it! "Zhao Ping raised the sky and roared!

"Kara~Boom~"

Lightning is like a knife, piercing the sky, and the thunder crushes everything in the world.

The raindrops the size of beans poured down from the sky like a scoop, instantly soaking Zhao Ping's clothes.

Zhao Ping tilted his head and let the rain hit his face, tears and rain slid down his cheeks, and he roared silently.

Avenge! Avenge!

Blood must be paid!

At this moment, Zhao Ping only has this one thought in his heart!

……

How other storytellers tell stories, Hou Feibai has never seen.

But the young storyteller spoke very well, and with all kinds of ventriloquist skills, he interpreted the story called "Three Monsters of Bihu" vividly.

Suddenly, a tattered male banshee, with mud on his face, ran to the table between Hou Feibai and Xie Gou, "Hou Hongyi, you should go quickly, something happened to Fengyi Fang, and a monster died." ”

Hou Feibai was shocked, the design of the drinking bar, he had already discussed with the masters, these days I heard Hou Xuan say that the construction period was carried out very smoothly, how could there be an accident?

"Xie Gou, listen to it yourself, I have to go and see." Hou Feibai got up, left a sentence and left in a hurry.

Xie Gou was immersed in Mr. Storyteller's interpretation and couldn't extricate himself, thinking that it was just an accident at the Fengyifang construction site, it shouldn't be a big deal, so he continued to listen to the book with peace of mind.

In less than a quarter of an hour, another male demon ran into the wine shop and arrived in front of Xie Gou, "Xie Hongyi, it's not good." ”

Xie Gou said unhappily: "I'm not good, why are you so panicked?" ”

The male demon seemed to have run a long way, and said breathlessly: "It's Hou Hongyi, he was besieged by those mud-legged people and trapped in Fengyi Fang!" ”

Xie Gou frowned, Hou Feibai would be surrounded by a group of mud legs? It seemed like he could really do it.

Hou Feibai is different from other monsters, he treats all monsters equally, and will not wantonly kill the other party because it is a group of low-status monsters.

"I'll take a look." Xie Gou reluctantly glanced at the storyteller who was talking about the highlights on the stage, and walked out.

The banshee looked at Xie Gou's back, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Xie Gou got out of the wine shop, stepped on horseback, turned out of Changle Lane, and galloped towards Fengyi Fang.

An unknown alley, but it is not wide and narrow.

Ahead, a porter walked slowly with two empty barrels, and when he saw Xie Gou's horse entering the alley, he turned sideways.

Xie Gou clamped the horse's belly under his feet and urged the horse to hurry away.

As he passed by the porter, a shock struck.

The porter swept the flat shoulder violently, bringing up a gust of wind, shattering the horse's front knee, and the galloping horse suddenly fell to its knees, and Xie Hook was thrown straight away, and he rolled several times in the air before landing on his feet.

As soon as he landed, the porter's flat burden arrived.

Aggressive! Aggressive!

The porter's flat shoulder turned into a dragon, roaring and pounced on Xie Gou.

It's a master!

Xie Gou's eyes were fixed, and the spear appeared in his hand.

"Blossoms!"

Spear flowers appeared on the tip of the spear, like flakes of snow falling.

The porter was reluctant to touch it, and took a few steps back.

Xie Gou gained the advantage with one move, and his momentum rose sharply, and the eight spears were like a long rainbow of air, constantly attacking the porter, and the tip of the spear did not leave the porter's vital point.

The porter defended unhurriedly, with a mocking look at the corners of his mouth, and the flat pole in his palm was slashed and slashed, always blocking the direction of the exit of the alley, blocking Xie Gou's way.

"Who are you?!"

Xie Gou stepped on the seven-star step, and the spear of the eight zhang rose obliquely, and the tip of the spear faintly pointed to the porter's jaw.

The porter was holding his shoulder sideways, with an indifferent expression on his face, and he looked at Xie Gou as if he was looking at a dying demon, "You don't need to know. ”

Xie Gou was worried about Hou Feibai's troubles in Fengyi Fang, and he was in a hurry, and he moved backwards, wanting to withdraw from the alley.

The porter seemed to see through Xie Gou's thoughts, and sneered: "Don't dream. ”

As the porter's voice fell, a monster wearing a hat appeared at the end of the alley, hiding his entire face under the hat, holding a cold and shining blade in his palm.

Xie Gou leaned sideways against the wall, his spear swinging horizontally, and at the same time he was wary of the two monsters, and said disdainfully: "With the two of you, you want to kill me Xie Gou?" ”

The porter smiled slightly and tapped the flat shoulder lightly.

In the alley, the gate opened, and more than a dozen monsters came out, lined up in the alley, all looking at Xie Gou indifferently, and the big knife in his hand had already been unsheathed.

This is actually a well-arranged killing game!

Xie Gou secretly said in his heart that it was not good, so he had to lean his back against the alley wall and concentrate on defense.

In the sky, a blast of thunder rang out, cutting through the calm of the alley.

The rain poured down.

"Kill!"

The sound of more than ten monsters stepping on the ground was undoubtedly the sound of the killing god pacing to Xie Gou.

Xie Gou wiped the rain from his face, raised his spear suddenly, and shouted: "Good come!" ”