The secluded mountains and forests, the sharp cliffs, and the distant ape cries are heard from time to time.

A city in between, surrounded by walls made of rock, looks rough and sturdy.

Such a city, which was supposed to be a place for people to live in peace, was not quiet at the moment, and there were bursts of screams from time to time in some streets and alleys.

At this time, a wife was running on the road with a child in her arms.

Something suddenly happened in her alley, and a catcher knocked on her door, telling her to leave quickly.

Her man was not at home, so she could only stumble to keep up with her sleeping child in her arms.

The child, who was about four or five years old, had woken up at some point, and his eyes were twinkling and looking around.

At first, there were still some people around, but as she walked, the woman suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Because of this deserted street, only he was left with the child and the catcher walking in a hurry.

If something happens to the street they live on, it stands to reason that the neighbors are also following.

At this time, the little boy lying on top of her said in a deep voice: "Mother, that uncle walks so strangely. ”

The wife was even more frightened, and hurriedly covered the child's mouth.

She couldn't help but look along, only to see that the fast walking in front of her really didn't look like a human.

Yes, his pace was too fast, but it was not fast, as if a pair of children's feet were growing inside, running fast.

The wife only felt a chill rush from the soles of her feet to the Tianlinggai, and she looked around, trying to find a chance in the crowd.

Suddenly, she saw a few men chatting in a shack in front of her, with something like a flat pole beside her, which looked like a porter nearby.

And his husband is also a porter.

The wife strode over, and seeing that the catcher quickly turned her head to look at her, she quickly explained: "Adult, the second uncle of the child is here, you don't have to worry about my mother." ”

The catcher looked at them quickly, his eyes were terrible, so not scary.

Probably because he saw that there were many people here, he didn't say anything in the end, nodded and continued to walk forward.

The wife stood next to several croppers with the child in her arms, and only felt that she had only half a life left.

Luckily, she got her bet right.

At this time, a man next to him couldn't help muttering, "Why did that poor master just now have a little face?" ”

"Yes, I know everyone in the city, but this is a fresh face."

"Yes, it's a little strange to walk, it's not been peaceful in the city lately, it can't be something pretending, right?"

Listening to the words of the porters, the woman was afraid for a while, and only felt that she and the child had picked up a life.

At this time, the man beside him couldn't help but ask, "Sister, I see that you just followed behind that poor master, do you know each other?" ”

The woman quickly shook her head, shocked, and said, "No." ”

As she spoke, she told a few farmers about the strange things she had just encountered, and couldn't help but say, "If the child hadn't found out, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found out." ”

The man next to him couldn't help but show a frightened expression and said, "Scary." ”

"No, this matter has to be reported to the official." Another man chimed in.

As he spoke, he looked at the woman and the child, and said, "Sister, you just said that the poor man walks strangely, how did he walk?" ”

"It just looks like you're walking very fast, but you can't walk fast." The woman explained.

"Is that so?"

As he spoke, the man's feet under his robe moved with a very fast pace, but he did not walk fast, as if he did not have human legs under his robe.

"Yes, yes"

At this moment, the woman's hairs stood on end.

Because the four porters in front of her were carrying their burdens and walking in front of her.

Without exception, they all seemed to have a pair of very small feet, and they strode frequently, but they didn't walk very fast, and a pair of eyes looked at her with a look of madness, exactly like the one who caught her just now.

"Ahh

At this time, the four porters approached at the same time, and their speed increased sharply.

At this moment, the panicked woman suddenly saw that under their robes was not feet, but more like the body of a snake!

There was a muffled bang, and the body of the first approaching man suddenly flew out, and his head had turned into a puddle of mud and fell to the ground.

Across the front of the woman and the child was a spear.

A gun with a delicate texture and a color like a fire maple.

Behind the gun was a proud figure in red.

Seeing this, the remaining three men rushed over, and the tongue in their mouths spit out like a snake.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three shots fell, and the three men dragged the ground and rolled out, either their heads were smashed, or their chests were sunken, if they were normal people, they would be dead and could not die again.

But they still struggled to get up.

The next moment, the maple musket in the world buzzed and swept away, staining the four of them together, and then there was a big smash, as if it was splitting Huashan, and it smashed to the ground.

There was a crisp crack, and the bodies of the four men who were glued together suddenly sank, and the sound of flesh and bones cracking was endless, like a pile of smashed dry firewood.

Ye Ning held the earthly maple musket in his hand and continued to walk forward.

Soon her men arrived.

Looking at the four twisted men who were almost smashed into one, several of the saints' subordinates couldn't help but tremble a little.

Has the saint been getting more and more irritable lately?

Is it because you eat braised pork and hot pot every day?

Today's movement in Taiping City did not stop until the hour.

Ye Ning dragged the blood-stained spear back to his lodgings.

Thirty-three days have passed since the thief last went on his body.

In the past thirty-three days, she felt that the thief would come every day, and she would do everything by inertia every three days, waiting for the thief to come up.

But no.

She figured that the thief would not come again.

She had said a similar problem to the thief before, that is, if he came late one day, it must be that he had something to delay, and if he had no shadow for ten days and a half months, then he must be dead, or not far from death, and he could not come again.

She was still teasing at the time, saying that if he was fascinated by any woman, he would definitely not come back.

The thief said that no one could be more charming than himself.

Thinking about those pasts, Ye Ning wanted to cry for a while.

People who are born with cold poison are easy to die, and the thief said that at that time, he must have taken into account his illness and would not live long.

She couldn't help but think of the stories the thief told her, many of which were shrouded in sadness, but what about him?

It seems to be the same.

Unconsciously, Ye Ning found that she had known the thief for a long time.

A year and a half is not long in the eyes of the monk, or even very short, like a white horse passing through a gap, but here she is very long.

Because she met a man who was very funny and dared to tease her.

"Are you really dead?" Ye Ning looked at the night sky and said sadly in her eyes.

If she could, she would rather he had abandoned the mess and become obsessed with other women, talking to other women what he had said to herself, or telling the same story.

At least alive.

Although the scumbag deserves to die, he is at least alive.

But if that's the case, she's so unconvinced.

Who is my night condensation worse than whom?

During this time, there were a lot of problems in the station, and the saint Yening kept hurrying, fighting, hurrying, fighting, and making herself too busy.

Because only in this way can she seem to forget some things, some habits.

But after all, I can't forget it.

When she returns to the house and takes off her domineering disguise, her heart will become as sensitive and soft as a hedgehog without thorns.

With a bang, in the room, the holy girl put her legs together and stood upside down in the corner.

The next moment, a few tears fell to the ground.

"Liar, tears still flow."

After some time, the holy maiden recovered from the handstand, and there was no trace of tears in her eyes, as if the tears on the ground that had not yet dried did not belong to her at all, but to someone else.

"To live is to see people, and to die is to see corpses."

The holy maiden Ye Ning, who was standing there, suddenly said such a sentence to herself.

(End of chapter)