At night, everything was quiet.

All those who had been in the darkness gathered their minions and waited quietly.

Some are waiting for dawn, others are looking for prey.

On the highest blue-tiled roof of the Dong family's old store, there is a figure lying on the side.

Xia Zhicicada's green silk was only pulled up casually with a strip of cloth, and several strands of hair were scattered on his shoulders.

The autumn wind blows, and the hair sways with the wind.

The waning moon in the sky sprinkled the moonlight like frost, as if the fairy in the toad palace threw down his personal handkerchief and gently draped it on his body.

There is a jar of daughter red that has just been dug out of the ground.

This was buried by Uncle Dong, the old shopkeeper of the old Dong family, on the day of the full moon of his youngest daughter, but unfortunately the youngest daughter of the Dong family died before the cardamom, and this jar of wine has been buried deep in the ground, and there is no chance to be dug up.

The wine is excellent, but it's a pity to drink it alone.

Xia Zhicicada drank a bowl of wine, he turned his head sideways to stare at the stars and crescent moon in the sky, and gently exhaled a mouthful of white gas with the smell of wine.

The sky is high, unknowably high.

The ground is far away, so far that it is invisible.

People are small, too small to be smaller.

So he wants to see it, to see the majesty of heaven and earth.

Thinking like this in his heart, Xia Zhicicada was driven by drunkenness, and in a trance, he seemed to have come to the front of the small wooden door again.

It's still as if you just stretch out your palm and gently push it to open it, and you can peek into the world behind the door.

But Xia Zhicicada did not stretch out his hand, but dissipated the fantasy that appeared in front of him like a mosquito.

He took the bowl again and drank it all.

Why not push that door open? Xia Zhician thought that he was not yet at the time, although he felt that he had been able to push the door, but it seemed that he was still short of an opportunity.

In other words, there was an inexplicable voice in his heart that kept saying words to dissuade him.

Xia Zhician had read many classics, and naturally knew that there were many geniuses in the Lingguan lineage who crossed that threshold at a young age, and then walked a long distance on the road behind the gate.

I was thinking a lot in my heart, and suddenly I smelled a faint demonic aura.

Xia Zhician frowned, he smiled a little helplessly, and put down the wine bowl in his hand:

"Looks like I'm busy tonight."

I originally thought it was some ordinary killers and bandits, but I didn't expect that there were still demons mixed in it.

"It doesn't feel right, this smell doesn't feel like a demon or a ghost......"

Xia Zhician took out his red wine gourd and put more than half of the wine left in the wine jar into the gourd.

Only then did he stand up and stretch:

"Whatever the hell it is, it's not a good one."

Whew-

An autumn wind blows.

The drinking fairy on the roof was gone, and even the crescent moon in the sky had lost its brilliance because of his departure.

……

In the Chase shop in the backyard, there are more than a dozen dart masters lying on the kang, and there are several dart masters sitting next to the kang. Everyone's faces were covered with a dark look, and they didn't say a word.

The blades that were supposed to be on their bodies were piled up crookedly in an unobstructed corner of the room, as if they were as good as a pile of firewood, and no one looked at them at all.

Mr. Huang also sat on the chair in the room, and he knew in his heart what his brothers were thinking, on the one hand, he was stimulated by the ghosts, and he had doubts about the martial arts he had cultivated for many years. On the other hand, because of the inhalation of demonic energy, the whole body is in a state of weakness, and the spirit is also very sluggish.

"Chief dart, if I can go back alive this time, I ...... I won't be a dart master. ”

A young dart master sitting on the kang said in a trembling voice.

The others didn't speak, but as soon as this sentence came out, at least half of them silently lowered their heads, and judging from their performance, most people thought the same thing in their hearts, but they didn't say it.

Mr. Huang just stroked his beard and didn't say a word, but the woman next to him glared at the apricot eyes when she heard the words, and scolded in a coquettish voice:

"Why don't they all have the guts? It's all big manhood, ridiculous. As a person from the rivers and lakes, walking the rivers and lakes may lose his life at any time......"

The woman simply stood up as she spoke, and her jade onion-like fingers pointed out every dart master who was lying or sitting on the kang:

"You can't even be afraid of death to be called a man!"

The people who were swept by the woman's fingers bowed their heads in shame. They didn't want to be blamed like that by a woman. After all, a manly man can't be as brave as a woman.

"Okay, I know it all. Let's wait until tonight is over, and we'll get out of here. ”

Mr. Huang only sighed softly, he stroked his beard, and looked forward to passing over tonight, as long as it was dawn, he would be much more relieved.

At this moment, his ears suddenly heard the sound of small but messy footsteps. Listening to the ups and downs of the sound, there should be a lot of people.

"Total Dart Head ......"

A call pulled Mr. Huang's thoughts back. He stood up and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was an old dart master who had followed him for many years, and he didn't know why he was lying on his side on the kang with only a thin shirt on his body.

The old dart master's lips trembled, and he finally squeezed out two trembling words from between his teeth:

"Lost ...... Medicine. ”

These two words made Mr. Huang's dart head break out in a cold sweat, and he hurriedly checked everyone. It was found that almost all of them had symptoms of fainting and paralysis after taking the drug.

Drugged!

But how did this drug come about? Mr. Huang is a long-time experienced, and it is not an exaggeration to say that as long as it is drugged wine, he doesn't need to drink it, he can know it by holding up the bowl.

There shouldn't be anything in the food, otherwise he would have been able to taste it.

"Girl, are you dizzy?"

The woman stared at the black and white apricot eyes, she frowned, and asked suspiciously:

"Dizzy? Why do you feel dizzy? ”

Mr. Huang was pacing slowly in the room, and he felt that something was getting more and more wrong. His eyes wandered around the room before landing on a few medicine bowls on the edge of the table.

A thought flashed through his mind. If someone puts the soft elixir into the bitter and astringent decoction, even the gods will not be able to taste it.

"Alas, what should come will come."

Mr. Huang shook his head slightly, he picked up the wooden box that he put aside, and then turned to the woman and said:

"Girl, I'll go out and have a look, you stay here and take care of them. Listen, don't go out. ”

There was a rare solemnity in the tone, which made the woman who originally wanted to make a child's temper suddenly deflated, and she could only nod reluctantly:

"Okay, third uncle, I know, you have to come back early."

"Good girl, you're not a child anymore, no matter what happens, be calm."

Mr. Huang rarely touched the top of the woman's head like when he was a child, he pressed the doting and love under his eyes, and looked at the woman in front of him softly.

"Third uncle, if you don't go out, I'm afraid ......"

The woman is not a fool, she can sense that something is wrong from the abnormal performance of her third uncle. The panic in my heart can only grow bigger and bigger, and I can't stop it. He could only plead in a low voice.

Mr. Huang just smiled, he pushed the door and walked out, of course, he didn't forget to close the door from the outside, so that the woman in the house couldn't see the courtyard.

The night was dark, and even the moon in the sky was mostly obscured by dark clouds.

Only a few broken rays of moonlight spilled down, leaving a few mottled marks on the ground in the courtyard.

Whew, the autumn wind is whistling by.

The man closed his eyes in the darkness of the night, and he gently opened the wooden box in his hand, and the fingers of his right hand tapped a few times on each of the dark compartments.

"Huang Xing ...... in the Lower Dragon Gate Dart Bureau"

The sound is not loud, but it is very sonorous and powerful in the whistling of the autumn wind.

"Aren't you going to show up?"

"Hahahahaha......" A coquettish smile seemed to come from the bone-scraping steel knife, and the sound made people shudder.

Whoosh, three extremely fast wind breaking sounds.

I didn't see Mr. Huang's dart head move, but in fact, he had already thrown out four hidden weapons with a very fast technique just now.

Yes, four hidden weapons.

Three lancets, one nail through the bone.

The three lancets are thick and heavy, and when they are thrown, there is a sound of breaking wind. Although it is powerful, it is also easy to be dodged by those who have a heart.

The bone nail is extremely delicate and small, but generally speaking, it can only cause a certain amount of damage if it hits the vital point of the person.

"Hahaha, Huang Xing. You're still only going to use a little trick......"

Under the moonlight, a purple dress stepped into the air.

The woman in purple was holding the bone-piercing nail in her hand, and she looked down at Huang Xing in the courtyard with disdain in her eyes.

Barefoot on the moss tiles of the roof, and not far away were three broken willow knives.

"Who is Your Excellency, do you have an enmity with our Dragon Gate Dart Bureau?"

Ziyi slowly crushed the bone-piercing nail, and the ruthless light in her eyes was like a pool of black water, and suddenly a stone fell, being hit and surging.

"Hmph, Huang Xing, do you remember Yin Jiulang......"

Yin Jiuro.

The name struck Huang Xing like a bolt of lightning.

Mr. Huang's eyes suddenly darkened, and the enemy on the thirteenth floor he killed back then was Yin Jiulang. With a turn in his heart, he said in a deep voice:

"Yin Jiulang did die at my hands, and Your Excellency is here to seek revenge."

"Not bad!"

The woman tiptoed a little, and her whole body landed in the courtyard as lightly as a bird.

"Yin Jiulang is my husband......"

As she spoke, the woman in purple flicked her sleeve robe, and a red soft whip came out like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and went straight to Huang Xing's front door.

"Remember, my name is Poison Thirteen Niang."

Before Mr. Huang's dart head could move, the wooden box between his palms was swept by the soft whip, and then a huge force passed along the soft whip.

That box contained all of Huang Xing's secret weapons, and naturally it could not be easily taken away.

Huang Xing's fingers on both palms hooked, and they all used the technique of eagle claw gong. He frowned, a little incredulous at the power of the soft whip.

It stands to reason that the strength of ordinary women is smaller than that of men, plus the poisonous thirteen niang uses a soft whip to transmit power, and Huang Xing uses both hands to exert force, it should be easy to take the wooden box back.

But that's weird.

Mr. Huang could only barely let the wooden box break away from the palm of his hand, but he couldn't break free of the soft whip and snatch the wooden box back no matter what.

"Hahaha, this wooden box is full of your secret weapons, right? The old lady will destroy them all now......"

Listening to Poison Thirteen Niang's words, Huang Xing suddenly felt that the soft whip that was originally wrapped in the wooden box was further tightened, and the huge force generated distorted the wooden box to almost deformation.

You can't fight like this anymore, otherwise the wooden box is likely to be torn to pieces directly by the wrestling between the two.

Huang Xing's heart moved, and he suddenly put his feet on the ground with a posture that he wanted to fight with the poisonous thirteen mothers, but in fact, he saw the opportunity and let go of his hands.

The wooden box was whipped into the air by the soft whip.

Even the poisonous thirteen mothers didn't expect Huang Xing to let go of the wooden box so easily, and his hands didn't have time to retract at all.

In this moment, in a moment.

Huang Xing wiped the dart bag on his waist, and only heard an extremely crisp sound of breaking wind.

Five throwing knives, all unsheathed.

Swish!

Because they flew out almost at the same time, the wind-breaking sound from the five flying knives actually merged together.

Bang bang!

When you hear the sound of breaking wind, it's too late to react. The five flying knives pierced into the various big holes in the chest of the poisonous thirteen niangs almost indiscriminately.

"You ......"

Before Poison Thirteen Niang could say anything, the blood stained her purple dress red.

Boom. The crate fell to the ground.

"Hahahahaha......"

The woman was covered in blood, but she didn't care at all, but looked up to the sky and laughed.

More "soft whips" emerged from under her red-dyed purple robe, swaying like poisonous snakes and hovering around the woman.

"Kill ......"

The woman twisted her body, her eyes gradually filled with a bloodthirsty red light like a beast.

"Kill ......"

Flesh and bones collided and tore apart with a tooth-aching sound.

"Kill ......"

Where is there a trace of a person in front of him, it is obviously a big dark red spider with some human skin and flesh.

Only the woman's face remained on the spider's back.

The face opened its mouth wide and let out a hoarse roar:

"Kill you!!"