Nightfall, before the time of the child.

The shopkeeper of the old store of the Dong family led fifty good people in the cottage to follow the tunnel that had been dug a long time ago to bring the corner of the old store to the dark passage under the stairs.

The lobby of the inn has long been emptied, the door has long been pressed with door panels, and the tables, chairs and benches have been piled up in the corners, so this lobby can easily accommodate fifty bandits armed with steel knives.

Each of the bandits was dressed in black and soap pants, armed with a steel knife, and had a wooden stick two fingers wide in his mouth. The two sections of the stick are also tied with long strips of cloth, which are tied cross-tied at the back of the head to prevent the sticks from falling off.

This is a practice that circulates in the barracks.

The official name is "Title".

When it was necessary to fight at night in the barracks, soldiers would be arranged to wear armor and ranks. In order to prevent night raids and battles, they inadvertently make sounds to disturb the enemy.

"Dog, are you drugged?"

The shopkeeper looked around, and the light was extremely dim because there were no lights in the hall. He could barely make out the shapes of the people in the room.

"Shopkeeper, I've already ordered, plenty of it." Because he couldn't see people clearly, he could only hear a voice answering in the corner.

"Okay, wait for the effect to kick in. After the sub-hour, act as planned. ”

At this moment, I suddenly heard several heavy knocks on the door.

Knock knock.

Outside the house, the moonlight was bright, and the strong shadow of the person who knocked on the door could be seen reflected in the window.

Knock knock!

The sound of the door knocking was a little heavier, but no one was heard calling for the door.

The shopkeeper slowly frowned, and walked slowly to the door, where he first yawned pretendedly, and then said in a slightly sleepy tone:

"Who? We're fully booked, so let's stay and come back tomorrow. ”

This is the best reason to spend the night.

Knock knock!

The person outside the door didn't answer, but the sound of banging on the door became heavier. The force of the knock on the door was so great that it made the door panel tremble.

The shopkeeper in the door frowned, he sensed that something was wrong, and the usual night guests should have questions and answers, even if they were not easy to get rid of.

This is the first time we have encountered such a situation today.

"Everything that is abnormal must be a demon, be more careful."

The shopkeeper had just lowered his voice to say a word when he saw a figure outside the house raise a knife. Then he swung out with a fierce knife and split the door directly.

Boom!

The door panel was directly split in half diagonally, and was smashed into the lobby by the knife.

The shopkeeper took several steps back in a row, and finally managed to dodge the two door panels that flew over. This scared him so much that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Tonight's events may be difficult.

By the moonlight outside the house, the shopkeeper who didn't have time to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead hurriedly looked out of the door.

The strong men standing outside the house were expressionless, their eyes blank, and their faces were as bloodless as if they were dead.

And the burly man standing in the middle was the thirteenth-floor killer he had seen before.

"It turned out to be a friend ...... on the thirteenth floor"

The shopkeeper clenched his fists, but before he could finish his polite words, he saw the burly man walk in directly.

The strong man Wang Dayan didn't care about the fifty bandits in the hall at all, and he took care of himself and carried the long knife in his hand to his shoulder.

"Friend, the person you are looking for is on the second floor, the first room on the left side of the corner."

Wang Dayan walked straight through the crowd and down the stairs to the second floor.

Although those bandits are also murderous people, they are still too much worse than the killers of the world's number one killer organization.

Those bandits who were originally fierce and vicious were like rats who had seen an old cat, and they automatically hid to the sides without being driven away.

When Wang Dayan walked to the corner of the second floor, he suddenly turned around and smiled evilly.

The room was very dark, so the shopkeeper didn't see the evil smile of the burly man with big eyes, but he still had no reason for it, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Then I heard a fluttering sound:

"Kill them all."

The shopkeeper's hairs stood on end, and he jerked his head to look out the door.

When those strong men who were originally motionless heard the order, they were like puppets that had been pulled by the mechanism. One by one, they raised the steel knives in their hands and walked in.

Seeing such an out-of-control scene, the shopkeeper wanted to explain a few words, but those killers stabbed him in the head, which scared him back several steps.

When the bandits with wooden strips on their mouths saw this, they could only rush forward with their knives and fight with those killers with stiff movements.

Bang bang

In the dark room, it was not clear who was who at all, so it could only be a random killing. From time to time, someone falls, and some flesh and blood fly.

The most frightening thing is that there are many people in the room who are fighting and bleeding each other, but they just don't let out a scream.

All I could hear was the crisp sound of weapons colliding and the muffled sound of corpses falling to the ground.

The shopkeeper's closest buddy Li Goudan hid in the corner under the stairs on the second floor, where the light was the most dim, and he really couldn't see his fingers.

"Palm palm...... Cabinet ......"

Li Goudan was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly, his body trembled involuntarily, and his upper and lower teeth struck each other to make a tribrato.

The shopkeeper shrunk his hands into his sleeve robe, and he sat quietly without saying a word, like an old Buddha sitting in meditation.

"The Shopkeeper's ......"

Li Goudan found that his shopkeeper did not answer, so he stretched out his hand to pull the corner of the shopkeeper's sleeve, and at the same time leaned his body over.

At that moment, a bloody steel knife was inserted from between the planks of the staircase.

The knife stabbed on the back of Li Goudan impartially, and immediately the blood light collapsed, and the wound was so deep that the white bones could be seen.

"Hey, my mom! I'm ......"

Li Goudan was panicked and frightened, he trembled and pounced forward, just grabbed the front placket of his shopkeeper, and his mouth trembled and begged for help:

"Shopkeeper, help...... Help me! ”

The knife was pulled out again, and the sound of footsteps was heard. The man with the knife was approaching here little by little through the sound.

The shopkeeper slowly opened his eyes, he stretched out his hands to help Li Goudan up, Li Goudan burst into tears, he wanted to say something grateful, but there was no sound in his mouth.

The man with the knife turned down the stairs, and he walked to the corner where Li and the others were hiding, and swung a knife without looking.

Bang!

The knife split Li Goudan in half.

There was no sound in that corner, not even screaming in pain.

You must know that even if a person is cut in half, he will not die immediately. It is recorded in the history books that after the sinner was beheaded, he could live for several hours, during which he would scream and eventually bleed to death.

But Li Goudan didn't let out even a single scream.

Seeing that there was no sound, the man with the knife stiffened and walked away step by step.

It took a long time for Li Goudan's body to slip off the shopkeeper and fall to the ground.

The shopkeeper wiped the blood from his face with his bloodless cuffs with his backhand, and he held a three-inch-long short-bladed dagger in his right hand.

This dagger has always been hidden under his right hand sleeve robe, and when Li Goudan was injured and cried out in pain just now and leaned over, he helped Li Goudan up at the same time, and plunged the dagger into the other party's heart.

This is also the reason why Li Goudan did not let out a scream after being cut by a knife. Before he could be split in half, he was stabbed to death by the treasurer's dagger.

"If you don't speak, maybe you'll still be alive."

The shopkeeper muttered to himself in a very low voice.

He knew in his heart that the room was dimly lit, and even those killers on the thirteenth floor couldn't see everyone clearly.

So these killers rely on their voices to attack their prey.

If Li Goudan hid in the corner and didn't say a word just now, like himself, he might be able to avoid those killers and save his life in the end.

He didn't dare to move, but listened intently to the movement in the room.

It's out of sight of the shopkeeper.

The fifty bandits who had come with him before all fell to the ground, and the killers on the thirteenth floor who were still committing murder just now were like those puppets after the end of a puppet show, standing in place in the void.

……

The moonlight fell like snow, and there were immortals who stepped on the moonlight all over the ground.

He flicked his fingers, and a strong wind swept through the air.

Every thirteenth-floor killer who stood stiffly was struck to the center of his forehead and eyebrows by the strong wind.

The force was very light, probably like a drop of rain falling from the sky and hitting the body, but a clear red mark appeared where it was hit by the strong wind.

The red seal is like a seal, with clear light and dark lines on it.

"They are all dead people, and they are not alive."

Xia Zhician pinched the road with his left hand, and pointed out the house with his right hand:

"Get it all out of here!"

Those thirteenth-floor killers actually staggered out the door.

Through the moonlight in the sky outside the house, I saw that those thirteenth-floor killers who were covered in blood were all blue and bloodless, and their eyes were full of purple-black blood vessels.

These people have been dead for a long time, and now they are controlled by a demonic aura, which is a special method of sacrifice, turning these killers into zombies.

Xia Zhician just used the simplest method to dispel the evil qi in their bodies, and then used the method of corpse control to drive them away.

"Could it be that the other party is not a demon, but a warlock who cultivates the crooked path of the evil sect?"

Monsters will never sacrifice people into zombies and then drive them for themselves. This is a trick that only some evil people who know a little about magic can use.

Legend has it that after eating people, the tiger demon will turn the soul of the evil person into a ghost, hovering around the tiger demon, helping the tiger demon to bewitch other passers-by, so that it will become the food for the tiger demon.

There is an idiom called "being a tiger", and that's how it came about.

Xia Zhician didn't delay much in the lobby of the inn, he had already heard the sound of fighting from the upper room on the second floor of the inn, and thought that it should be the burly strong man who fought with Nan Er.

Nan Er's side of him will not be taken care of for the time being, and there will be no major problems for a while.

The priority is to solve the backyard matter.

Xia Zhician clearly felt that a large demon cloud was rising from the black pressure in the big courtyard behind the inn, and the rich and exciting demon aura was almost coming towards him.

His figure flashed, and his whole person was like a bird with wings spread, and quickly flew up to the roof of the second floor of the inn.

When I looked closely, I saw a huge dark red spider monster entrenched in the large courtyard, and on its back there was a twisted and hideous woman's face.

A gash was torn open from the mouth of the woman's face, and the bright red flesh turned out, and a tongue protruded from the middle.

The tongue was held aloft, and a man was curled up in it.

Seeing this, Xia Zhicicada flicked his sword.