The streets were bustling with noise.

When the cries in the alleys suddenly sounded, even the noise in the streets was briefly suppressed.

Zhou An was slightly stunned.

The scream just now came from the alley he had just come out of.

Some of the people heard the screams and were already walking towards the alley.

People are greedy for fun, and gossip is innate to everyone.

There was a problem in the area patrolling the street, but Zhou An did not stop, and walked towards the alley with a long knife across his waist.

When he came to the alley, he saw that there were already a lot of people around, and he could hear the whispers of the people.

"Isn't this Lao Wang, why are you crying so badly?"

"I don't know, he seems to be crying at home, why don't you go in and have a look?"

"Who dares to go in? On weekdays, he is a sick ghost, and he has to rely on his daughter to take care of him, and if he goes in, he is afraid that he will get wet. ”

……

The discussion was small at first, but as the number of people increased, it gradually became louder.

Zhou An stood outside, coughed, and shouted: "Arrest and handle the case quickly, and avoid the idlers!" ”

The shouts rang out, and the people who were close immediately reacted and quickly retreated.

When one of the people did this, there was an immediate chain reaction, and the rest of the people saw Zhou An wearing a fast clothes and coming slowly.

If it was the past, maybe it would be nothing, but now that something happened in the alley, and there was a catch, the people were afraid of sticking things to themselves.

The group of people left the alley as quickly as if they were fleeing from the plague god.

In an instant, the whole alley was empty, and there was no one left.

At the mouth of the alley, there are still a few brave people, pulling at the wall, poking out their heads, and looking around.

"Boom!"

Zhou An pulled out his saber.

The bold people immediately retracted their heads, and there was no trace of them.

At this time, Zhou An took back the saber and looked at the room in front of him.

The house is dilapidated and there are still a few holes in the door.

At this moment, the wooden door was open, and a thin man could be seen kneeling inside, crying with his back to him.

And next to the man, there was a thin figure, but the light in the room was too dim to see clearly.

Zhou An walked in with a long knife.

The thin man seemed to hear footsteps and turned around, allowing Zhou An to see his face.

The man was thin, pale, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and looked sickly.

And after adapting to the dark light, Zhou An also saw the situation next to the man.

A little girl knelt on the ground, folded her hands and made a prostration.

The little girl's chest had been torn open, and her internal organs had been cleaned up.

Zhou An's eyes were slightly gloomy.

The little girl was the one I had just seen.

This kind of death is exactly the same as the previous corpse, and it is all made of a bowing appearance.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! Please help me! My daughter suddenly became like this this morning, you help me, catch the murderer, you must be severely punished! ”

The thin man seemed to have grasped a straw, climbed to Zhou An's feet with his hands and feet, kept kowtowing, and tears flowed all over his face.

"You get up first."

Zhou An sighed and wanted to help the thin man up.

When he saw the corpse next to him, his gaze became more and more downcast, and the hand holding the hilt of the knife tightened slightly.

The thin man didn't get up, he was still begging, his skinny arms were clutching Zhou An's clothes.

"You get up first, let's go to the yamen first, and naturally someone will check for you."

Zhou An suddenly felt that the thin man in front of him seemed to have lost his only support.

Thinking of the scene he saw just now, the little girl stumbled out to buy meat alone, and the bloody copper coins were linked to the helplessness of the little girl, and Zhou An suddenly gave birth to a nameless fire.

He knew the world was dangerous.

Even prepared.

But he didn't expect that ordinary life would be like a mustard.

The man who died a few days ago, Zhou An went abruptly and didn't feel anything, but this little girl, Zhou An empathized.

Grey squirrels worship people, hollowed out entrails, dead little girls.

Zhou An's hand holding the knife became tighter and tighter, and green tendons appeared on the back of his hand.

He struggled to breathe deeply.

"You get up first, but if you don't get up, how can we help you check? Let's go to the yamen first, there are professional people to do this. ”

The thin man was still kneeling, and when he heard this, he raised his head, and just wanted to speak.

But his body is very weak, and the blow he has suffered has made the thin man to a moment of despair, and he rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

Zhou An sighed.

He turned around and wanted to go back to the yamen first and report the matter.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Zhou An turned his head to look.

At some point, at the doorway behind him, there was a gray mouse.

The rat is the size of a fist and stands upright.

The two front paws were clasped together, and they were waving at him.

It's obviously a mouse, but it has a human expression on its face, and the corners of its mouth are raised.

This scene was inexplicably weird, which reminded Zhou An of a story that circulated among the people of Great Chu.

Animals are fighting, and the longevity is approaching.

The creepy feeling suddenly rose from his body, and Zhou An only felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.

He felt a cold wind blowing behind him, and when he turned his head sharply, he saw a shadow shaking on the dark wall.

The sunlight outside the door shone in, and the shadows on the wall were like black streams of water, falling off from above.

"Tsk!"

The gray rat screamed and became stiff as it lay on the ground.

The shadow on the ground stood upright, turning into a vague human form, twisting in the darkness.

Zhou An suddenly felt that he couldn't move, looked down, and found that the shadows on his legs had been connected with the figure opposite.

His legs were confined to the place, and he couldn't move at all.

The black figure was approaching, its hands stretched out, and its ten fingers were bursting with pitch-black nails.

"Just legs?"

Zhou An whispered.

The speed of the black figure began to skyrocket, and it had come to Zhou An in the blink of an eye.

Zhou An could even feel that the black nails of the black figure were flashing with cold light.

Each nail was half a meter long, and it was pulled right at Zhou An's abdomen.

"I see, I used this to take out their internal organs, and then, eat them?"

The last battle with his sister-in-law was vivid, and Zhou was calm in his heart, and the airflow in his body continued to reverberate.

The hand that had been holding the long knife was pulled out.

"Boom!"

There was a soft sound, and the knife formed a white line.

The airflow is covered on the blade.

In front of Zhou An's eyes, the black shadow was no longer a shadow, but a dish, which was about to be cut.

Enlightenment rose in his heart, and at the moment of crisis, the knife in Zhou An's right hand slashed out obliquely from the bottom to the top.

Fast!

What stands out from this knife is a quick word.

The airflow covers the blade, pulling a slender white line in the darkness.

The white lines spread, one became two, two turned into four, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into more than a dozen white lines.

The white thread turned into a knife light passed through the body, and the black shadow suddenly stopped, looking down at his chest.