The kind-hearted Senhu stood in the bathroom, looking at the flying fish suit on his body in the bronze mirror, and memories and doubts appeared in his eyes.

He felt as if he had forgotten something.

Chito stretched out his hand and slapped the water from the basin on his face. The cool touch calmed the chaotic thoughts in his brain.

Although he was saying that Hou Jue was his son, Qianhu knew that this was not true. Hou Jue is not related to him by blood, and he is not Hou Jue's father, because...

Looking at his lower body, Qianhu's eyes were complicated, and he sighed faintly.

He didn't have a man to live.

For some reason, Chinohe found that he seemed to have lost some of his memories. For example, why do you have a strong obsession with Hou Jue, what happened to your past, and...

Why are you different from ordinary people.

Bite!

Looking at the thick and sharp scorpion tail beneath him, a trace of worry flashed in Qianhe's eyes. As early as the day he killed Gui Daozi, he found that his body seemed to be very different from ordinary people. For example, his body is abnormally hard, extremely resistant to medicine, and there is a scorpion tail that normal people generally don't have.

All of these made Qianhu feel troubled and confused.

Am I not human?

Looking at the gentle face of the Chinese character in the mirror, Qianhu's eyes were full of complicated emotions. Although his memory is incomplete, Jinyiwei's memories in the past few decades have not been falsified.

Kill the wicked, investigate the corrupt officials, kill the evil demons, and slaughter the devil.

No matter how Chiho thinks and recalls, his memories will say that you are a good person through and through. However, when this scorpion tail appeared on Chiho, he realized that he was probably not a person.

If you're not a human, you're a demon. But demon, can you be a good person?

Qianhu felt that his life experience would not be so simple, and Hou Jue's meaning to him was extraordinary. All kinds of chaotic thoughts have been entangled in thousands of households for a long, long time, but these days, there is one thing he is sure of.

It's a nice feeling to help others.

Stretching out his hand and taking a deep breath, Chido slowly ripped open the collar of the Flying Fish suit, revealing a black bat logo.

Taking a step back, a black mist gradually enveloped Chiho's body. Ever since discovering that he had a scorpion tail, Chiho has noticed various strange functions in his body, such as this black mist with a faint toxin that can hide himself.

Hidden in the night, Chiho took a deep breath, then he raised his hand, and a rope hung on the roof of the restaurant. With a slight effort, he rolled over and landed on the terrace on the second floor.

"Dead man's knife, you go down first."

Closing his eyes, Zhang Sohao, who was physically and mentally exhausted, waved his hand and said tiredly: "I'm tired, take a rest first, and talk about other things tomorrow." ”

"Zhang Gongzi takes care of his injuries."

After the dead man's knife left a word of care, he picked up the long knife and left the place. It's not that he's in a hurry to do something, it's mainly that Zhang Sohao's B face is so happy now, and he belongs to the kind of clown who can be a clown without makeup.

Is there a Waiyi circus in North Liang?

Touching his chin, the Dead Man's Knife slowly left the place. As for who attacked Zhang Sohao, he cared a lot, but it was useless to care, after all, the other party's hands and feet were clean and neat, and there was no trace left.

And most importantly, the Dead Man's Knife doesn't care so much about Zhang Sohao. They only have limited cooperation, and the trust between them cannot be said to be better than nothing, but can only be said to be wary of each other. Therefore, Zhang Sohao was beaten like this, and the dead man's knife was a little happy.

Let you slander us for being good.

Holding the knife, the dead man's knife walked towards the barracks with relief. This time, in addition to him, Lady Golden Snake also sent three demons to Beiliang today.

These three demons all have the strength of a five-rank Lingqi Master, and they are not weaker than his Death Sword. It's just that these three people are refined demon puppets, they have no spiritual intelligence, and they must be controlled by demons, so the Dead Man's Knife is the nominal owner of these three monsters.

Alas.

Secretly sighed in his heart, since he turned into a demon after death, the Dead Man Knife felt that his heart was beating slower and slower, and even sometimes, it didn't seem to want to beat anymore, after all, a monster like himself didn't need a heartbeat and breathing.

However, it always felt like something was wrong.

I don't know how to say it, it's just wrong.

Raising his head and looking at the ceiling, Zhang Sohao's brows furrowed more and more, and after escaping from the two perverts, he began to think about what happened to him. The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt in his encounter.

His whereabouts were leaked too quickly, and the two perverts seemed to know their habits well, as well as the words that were inadvertently revealed, all of which made Zhang Sohao feel a kind of weirdness.

It's like, they know themselves well.

Zhang Sohao scratched his head a little frustratedly, he always felt that his whereabouts, plans, and purposes had been leaked, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

Is there an inner ghost?

In fact, this is the most likely, but the problem is also the most serious. The affairs of the Xie Mansion have been done very cleanly, and Li Kuan has not been aware of anything so far. And those who know about the Xie Mansion, except for himself and Steward Zhang, only have the dead man's knife.

Dead Man's Knife...

Zhang Sohao was a little unsure of whether the dead man's knife was this inner ghost for a while, and if so, he couldn't tell what he was trying to do as an internal ghost. After all, now Mrs. Golden Snake and Zhang Sohao have direct interests, and it is impossible for her to betray herself inexplicably. And the Dead Man's Knife is controlled by Lady Golden Snake, and there is no reason to betray it.

So what's going on?

Without an inner ghost, how did the news leak out?

Zhang Sohao sighed, too many things happened in Beiliang made him unbelievable, and he had already begun to think about whether it was too reckless for him to go rashly. But now that it's all here, it's impossible to pat your ass and leave.

The moonlight outside the window was bright and bright, but the memory of being beaten under the moon was really unforgettable. Zhang Sohao looked at the moonlight on the bed, frowned, and just wanted to open his mouth to order his subordinates to close the curtains, but his pupils suddenly constricted, and he subconsciously curled up his body.

Shadow! It's a dark shadow!

Zhang Sohao's nerves tensed, he opened his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to shout out. But soon, there was a flapping of wings outside the window, and he turned his head to see that it was just a bat that had come out of nowhere and was streaking across the terrace.

Call.

With a sigh of relief, Zhang Sohao relaxed, closed his eyes, felt his crazy beating heart, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Thankfully... didn't shout out, but saved a little face.

Feeling the soft quilt and the mattress under him, Zhang Sohao began to relax his nerves. He imagined himself as a fish in the ocean, drowning in the gentle expanse of the sea.

Swim like a fish.

Boom!

Hit in the lower abdomen with a heavy punch, Mr. Hiroshi Usoko opened his eyes in horror and curled up like a salted fish. He tried to open his mouth, but all he could do was a silent groan of pain after a sharp pain.

Raising his head, Zhang Sohao's eyes widened in disbelief.

Retracting the rope on the beam, Baxman, who fell from the sky, looked cold. He looked at Zhang Sohao, whose eyes were about to split, and his face was full of despair, and he said a sentence in a deep voice.

"I am, Baxman."

I know!

(End of chapter)