Such a simple truth, is it possible that the old man and his family do not know?

Self-impossible.

Later, they found the man who asked for directions, and interrogated him for a long time, but learned that his name was Zhu Yan, and his family lived in Hanqiao, and he was a serious person who worked in a winery on the outskirts of the southern part of the city.

It doesn't seem that there is anything suspicious, and the old man and his family have no choice but to give up, maybe they are just passers-by?

But Yu Chen found something suspicious.

——This Weishui county is not big, you said that this Zhu Yan was born and raised in Weishui, except that the south and north of the city may be a little unfamiliar, and the streets in the east and west of the city should not be clear in your heart? Still need to ask an old man for the way?

Something is wrong.

Quite wrong.

The old man's last wish was to find the missing girl, but now there are no clues, and the only suspicious suspicion is the winery worker Zhu Yan who asked for directions.

Yu Chen planned to start from here to see if he could dig up something.

Thinking like this, he went down the mountain again.

All the way through the county, go out from the south gate, and walk towards the winery where Zhu Yan worked according to the memories in the old man's marquee.

The place is not far away, at the foot of a mountain in the county seat of ten miles, with Yu Chen's footsteps, a quarter of an hour's effort.

The winery is a little old, the whole building is not small, but the yellowed walls are mottled all over the surface, and the black tiles of the roof are also broken, and it looks dilapidated.

In the midst of the heavy snowfall, the doors of the winery are closed and silent, like a huge fortress.

Yu Chen stepped in the snow, and the pitch-black color grew from under his flesh and skin, covering his entire body.

Coming to the edge of the wall, I jumped over it, stepped on the snow without a trace, and fell lightly in the courtyard of the winery.

Still lifeless.

There were only a few broken vats, piled up in the corners of the walls.

Yu Chen jumped on the roof and saw the scene inside through the gap in the broken tiles.

I saw that in the house, there were large wine jars neatly arranged, and the pungent smell of sorghum wine filled the whole room.

And in the corner of this room, at a square table, several men are roasting on the stove, eating melon seeds and playing cards.

The old man asked for directions in the marquee, and Zhu Yan was among them.

At a glance, I couldn't see anything wrong, and there was no clue.

- If you look at it with the naked eye.

But Yu Chen is not mortal with the naked eye!

As soon as the eyes of the sky opened, I saw that those men surpassed ordinary people's qi, blood and physique, although not to mention how advanced the martial arts were, but at least they were also practitioners.

- You, a worker at the winery, just a practice, each with a unique skill?

Bite?

Fighting with the wine in the vat?

Of course, if this is the case temporarily, then that's fine, after all, if people like to practice martial arts, it is not reasonable.

But on the contrary, Yu Chen can not only look at the physique and muscles!

The eyes that are painted with the tears of the spirit ox can still see the blood!

I saw a few men below, all of them were surrounded by blood and qi, although they were not as terrifying as the executioner and the perverted corpse movers, but at least they were stained with a lot of blood to be enough to condense the scale of blood qi.

Bite?

How else can this be explained?

Is it that the sorghum has to be cut down to make wine?

At this moment, Yu Chen heard a voice from below.

I saw that one of the strong men seemed to lose playing cards, slapped the table, and looked at Zhu Yan: "His mother's luck is really bad!" Owed first! ”

Zhu Yan glared at him, "Our brother and brother have settled accounts, and this gambling debt is not worth owing." ”

The stout man snorted: "Brother Xiu, didn't you catch a fish in such good condition two days ago?" The sixth master didn't give you a lot of money, right? This little drizzle, you will let me owe two days! ”

After listening, Zhu Yan said: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Then, I continued to hear the dice shaking.

Appearance?

Fish?

Sixth Master?

Although what they said was quite vague, Yu Chen still heard something that was not unusual.

- None of these three words have anything to do with the winery workers.

If he guessed correctly, then the so-called fish, I'm afraid it means a kidnapped child?

And at this moment, a faint cry came from nowhere.

That Zhu Yan's face changed, he snorted, threw down the cards in his hand, and went into the house scolding, scolding and scolding as he walked.

"Little bunny, it's fucking annoying!"

The other three were not surprised.

Only the sturdy man who had said that he owed money shook his head, "How are three people playing?" I'll talk about it when Brother Xiu comes back. ”

The other two also nodded.

And at this moment, Yu Chen uncovered the black tile and fell into the house.

At this time, he can be sure that this winery is not as simple as it seems!

Silently.

The pitch-black figure fell into the house.

"If you don't have enough, I'll play with you for a while?"

Hoarse and unfamiliar voices sounded from behind the three men.

Suddenly they broke out in a cold sweat and turned around!

Immediately, dressed in black, with a grimace, crying and laughing, came into view!

At that moment, the three of them had round eyes, picked up the things under the table, and put on a posture!

- This reaction is not at all what a serious winery worker should have.

These three strong men stared at Yu Chen and shouted, "Head-picking ghosts? Is this person real? ”

Obviously, Yu Chen's grimaceous posture has spread throughout Weishui, and no one knows it.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, this guy is the enemy of the sixth master, kill him and receive the reward!" Another man held a brass hammer and said angrily!

When the words fell, Yu Chen was stunned.

The enemy of the sixth master?

Blackwater Gang Ji Sixth Master?

These guys, Akari works at the winery, and is actually from the Blackwater Gang?

That's a ...... What a coincidence!

While thinking about it, the man has been killed with a knife!

The man at the head grabbed a nine-ring big knife with both hands, and played it like a tiger and a tiger, shining with the knife light, and his head fell!

The two people behind him, one holding a brass hammer, swung it as if there was a thousand catties in weight, and swept towards Yu Chen's right waist; Hold a short-handled green iron axe, the shorter it is, the more dangerous it is, and go straight to Yu Chen's neck!

The three of them worked together to kill, the division of labor was clear, there was no chaos at all, and the tacit understanding was incomparable!

"Hah! The sixth master has been looking for you these days! You still dare to take the lead! I don't know if I'm alive or dead! ”

The man with the nine-ring sword shouted angrily,

"Take your life!!"

After that, the chilling blade is about to split Yu Chen's head!

When the man saw this, his face was overjoyed!

- They know about the head-picking ghost, just because this guy killed the three nephews of the sixth master, but those three unlearned and unskilled waste firewood does not show how powerful the head-picking ghost is.

In their opinion, they can easily deal with the three brothers of the Ji family who have been hollowed out by wine.

Therefore, the servants who thought that they were the cadres of the Black Water rushed up, and few of the practitioners under the Weishui Innate Sect Master could stop them!

I want to avenge the sixth master!

But at this moment, the grimace man in front of the servants suddenly disappeared.

From their sight, there is no trace of it!

When they were startled, they heard ...... Wind.

The man at the head subconsciously turned his head, and saw that the behead-picking demon had appeared among the three of them at some point!

Straddle with his right foot, pull out the stance, like a tiger domineering and fierce, waving his fists!

A punch landed on the hammered man's chest, and the latter immediately collapsed into it like tofu, vomiting blood and flying!

A fist smashed into the neck of the short axe man, and the neck covered with muscles and flesh was like a withered tree trunk, breaking in response, and blood sprayed between the stubbles and stubble!

Bang bang!

After only two muffled sounds, the two corpses slammed into the wine jar on the side, shattering them, and the spicy liquor rushed out!

Before the man at the head could even react, he saw that the head-picking ghost had already taken an arrow step, rushed to him, and stretched out his hand to pat it!

Bang!

As if a watermelon had been smashed, Dahao's head suddenly cracked, and countless red and white things spilled out!

In an instant, the three men with good martial arts were no longer human, and they were silent!

Between the three broken corpses, the head-harvester was covered in blood, standing in the blood and wine, not saying a word.