The lock popped open with a "click", and Wujiang quickly flashed into the house and closed the door.

There was a faint smell of burning pine resin wafting through the room, and stacks of manuscripts were on the desk, almost all about medicine.

On the pale yellow paper in the middle are eight big characters: "Wealth and fortune have life, life and death are in the sky." These eight words, which are slightly decadent, are written thunderously and quickly, which shows the unwillingness and ambition of the person who wrote it.

Turning the corner of the table, Wujiang groped for the bottom of the bed and the bookcase, without the slightest speciality, and did not find any organs.

She immediately left the house and locked the door again.

Gradually groping along the side room, passing by the kitchen, an old mother is adding firewood to decoction medicine, the smell of medicine comes from the room, Wujiang is about to check, suddenly a black shadow from the front door through, brushing flowers.

This person is very good at light work, people with good light skills are generally good at tracking, and people who are good at tracking are generally good at anti-tracking.

The black shadow passed through the two arches, stopped abruptly outside the door, knelt on one knee, and before it could be announced, he heard a voice like a spring breeze, and said lightly: "Come in." ”

The black cloth knelt down on one knee in front of Steward Zhu in an instant: "The people in the General's Mansion have alarmed Xixuan." ”

"Yanwu? Really picky. "Although he is mediocre-looking, he has a unique charm when he laughs.

"Uncle Zhang, it looks like we're moving." He said to the strange-looking old man, calmly.

The old man didn't speak, and a voice came from his abdomen: "The old slave is waiting for the arrangement." ”

Boss Hu covered his legs and half-knelt on the ground, and when he heard the word moving, he said in horror: "Steward Zhu, take me!" Take me! ”

Steward Zhu nodded: "Uncle Zhang, I handed him over to you." ”

Uncle Zhang walked up to Boss Hu with drooping eyelids: "Follow me." ”

Boss Hu shuddered a little when he saw his terrible face, and couldn't guess what it meant to hand it over to him, but he didn't dare to ask or resist at this time, so he had to drag his stump to follow the rickety back in front of him.

"Ah Ying, go down and get ready." Supervisor of the family.

The shadow vanished in the blink of an eye.

Steward Zhu walked out of the hall and followed from a distance, not daring to get too close, this person was unfathomable, and his steps obviously didn't look like he had martial arts, but the black shadow suddenly came silently, but he could sense it for the first time, and it was impossible for a person without martial arts to have such good hearing.

He walked back slowly, walked back to the room, took out a golden key from his sleeve, gently inserted/inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it to the right, clicked, and opened in response. He opened the door and walked into this dark place, closing it with his backhand, cutting off the boundless view.

Beyond boundless sight, he leaned against the door, raised the lock in front of his eyes, and rubbed it gently, his eyes gradually darkening.

Boundless silence lurks in the dark, waiting for the people in the house. Others call him Steward Zhu, if he is really a housekeeper, this house should still have an owner, but since Fang Cai, no one with the right above him has appeared, and even moving is just a random order from him on the spot, is Steward Zhu really in charge of this house?

She had planned to search the house again, but she had stopped thinking when she found the shadow-like man. Maybe there weren't many guards here, but she couldn't see them, and those people were in the shadows like her, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Just keep an eye on the boss, she thought.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wujiang waited a little longer, so long that she suspected that there was a secret passage in it that she had not discovered, and the person might have escaped from the secret passage. The house was unusually quiet, and in her surviving short memory, moving or fleeing should have been chaotic and very quiet. Such a big house, if you live in it for a long time, you have to take a lot of things away, why is there no movement, as if this is an uninhabited deserted house.

As she pondered, Wujiang smelled a vague smell of smoke, and she looked up to see a few wisps of smoke rising around her.

At this moment, no one in this house should think of cooking.

The smoke grew louder and louder, and she suddenly realized that this was not cooking smoke, but the smoke of the house, and someone was going to set it on fire.

But she didn't set out to take a look, she made a bet with herself, and bet that Steward Zhu was still inside. Sure enough, not long after, the rickety old man who was called Uncle Zhang walked to the door and said softly: "Everything has been taken care of." ”

The door slowly opened from the inside, and Butler Zhu Yi came out empty-handed and said, "Let's go." ”

Wujiang was about to follow, but vaguely heard a few cries for help, small, like a child's voice, coming from the west side.

Here, the housekeeper in Zhu Yi and the rickety old man walked along the corridor unhurriedly, about to pass through the stone arch, and the sound of children floated intermittently, and gradually lowered, almost disappearing.

Wujiang glanced at the Zhu Yi butler who had always been calm, his face was still calm, and this calm revealed indescribable confidence, which made Wujiang feel that even if she followed now, she would get nothing.

She flew towards the west, and her voice gradually became clearer, and she found that the sound was coming from an ordinary wing room in the west wing.

The fire was already very big, the flames surrounded the roof, Wujiang saw a water tank beside him, immediately took off his coat, immersed himself in the water, put it back on his body after getting wet, tore off a piece of dripping clothes to cover his mouth and nose and tie it behind his head, and rushed into the wing room surrounded by fire.

There was a hole in the center of the room, and a staircase winded under the hole, and the sound came from below, gradually lowering.

Wujiang entered the cave, walked down the stairs to the bottom, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he found a person lying on the ground, with a crooked neck, hideous eyes, and limbs twisted in a strange way.

Billowing smoke came to the nose, and although Wujiang was covered with water, it still felt pungent, and the fire staircase burned down, burning the skin and pain.

There was an iron prison not far away, and there was a group of people lying in it, but no sound came out, and the smoke blocked the view, and Wujiang could only see them lying on the ground motionless, and the others could not be seen really. The iron pillars on the iron prison were burned red, the door was unlocked, and Wujiang kicked it open, only to see that it was indeed all children inside, and there were five of them, lying on the ground horizontally and vertically.

She was already a half-grown child, she could only fly out with two children at a time, and now the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it began to surround the hole, and the stairs were burned in half, and there was no delay, so Wujiang immediately walked to the nearest one, held his back and turned him over. The little boy's face was blackened by the fire, she stretched out two fingers to poke down her nose, but there was no breath, after all, it was too late, Wujiang felt a little self-blame, but at this moment, the closed eyes suddenly opened, black and white, amazingly bright, and at the same time, a sharp knife slipped out of the cuff and stabbed at Wujiang's heart.

Everything came too suddenly, and although Wujiang saw the light of the knife and immediately pushed away the child in his arms and swept backwards, he was still slashed through his left shoulder by the sudden sharp knife, and blood flowed out.

The child who was lying on the ground and had "died" stood up from the ground at this moment, still holding a knife in one hand, reflecting the blazing fire, and laughing innocently: "Little brother, I didn't scare you." ”

Wujiang covered his left shoulder: "Who are you?" ”

The child suddenly stopped smiling, and opened a pair of innocent big eyes: "Mom said that you can't trust strangers, they ask you, and you don't answer." After saying that, he tilted his head and smiled again, "But, if you guess correctly, I'll tell you." ”

"If you had a guess." His eyes suddenly became fierce, reflecting the cold light of the sharp knife and rushing towards Wujiang.

As he flew away, he took out a white silk mask from his bosom and fastened it to his face, covering his mouth and nose.

He is only as tall as Wujiang's waist, tied in a child's bun, looking at the simple appearance of seven or eight years old, but his moves are ruthless, as if he has decades of skill, which is completely different from the people he has met before.

Although he is small, his body is flexible and weird, and he is condescending and condescending, and he can't take any advantage, but is forced to retreat step by step, in a sense, this should be regarded as the first real fight with someone after he wakes up, she doesn't know how her kung fu is, and she has no prediction of what moves she will make, and she must concentrate on dealing with it due to lack of experience.

The corners of the little boy's mouth that were originally slightly upturned gradually converged, he obviously had the upper hand, but his heart became heavier and heavier. The person in front of him was very strange, listening to his footsteps just now, it seemed that his martial arts were not high, and it was impossible to dodge the fatal blow in his arms, and most of the people in his name just did not dodge his sneak attack and killed in the first move. At such a short distance, in the face of a sudden attack by a young child, most of the ordinary people were shocked and didn't have time to react, and when they reacted, the sharp knife had penetrated deep into their hearts, and even if they didn't die, they were seriously injured, but her reaction was so fast, she immediately pushed back and retreated, and the knife didn't even touch her chest, only scratched a little on her shoulder!

Who is this person? There are no unknown people in this world who can avoid this fatal blow.

But he didn't have time to think at the moment, so he immediately went after him, her defense looked weak, but every blow he hit missed. Every time she is avoidable, she doesn't use extra strength to make extra moves at all, the attack is weak and she is weak, the attack is strong and she is strong, as if it is a bottomless pit, I don't know where the upper limit is, but she doesn't attack, I don't know if there is no extra energy to attack, or if she won't attack at all.

The fire burned down the entire staircase, and the wooden floor on the upper floor also rolled up into flames, and with a snap, a wooden board fell from it, carrying the fire that had not yet burned out, and if the upper beams and columns collapsed, they could smash the entire wooden plank down, and they were armed with martial arts, and it would be difficult to get out at that time.

He strikes faster and more ruthlessly, and he must deal with the person in front of him as soon as possible!

Wujiang also sped up his body, wanting to get rid of the person in front of him as soon as possible. The heavier the smoke and dust around him, the child in the prison may be worried about his life if he stays any longer, but the man is really difficult, so he has to kick back with his right foot, and with a roundabout, he takes the opportunity to take off his coat that still has moisture, and flies over to cover the child's body.

It was the first time she fought back.

When she turned around after fighting back, the crow suddenly noticed that her expression had changed, cold and calm, and her eyes were sharp.

She is no longer defensive, the move is coming, the move is deadly, for a while she can't tell who is the killer who is killed, the two of them are moving amazingly, suddenly a palm in the air, the floor of the upstairs collapsed, a piece with a fire smashed to the unconscious child, Wujiang immediately flew to the rescue, at this moment was taken by the boy behind him to take the opportunity to slash the waist, and the blood flowed in an instant.

Desperately being attacked behind her and being stabbed in the waist and abdomen, she finally arrived in time to kick open the plank and protect the child underground.

The little boy giggled: "What a kind little brother, I am really touched to sacrifice myself to save others." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, just stood there, watching the blood on her waist continue to flow, and the corners of her mouth turned up again, very satisfied.

That's it, she doesn't have a mask to protect her body, she will soon lose her breath and fall into a coma, and his knife is very deep, if the bleeding is not stopped in time, she will also lose too much blood and fall to the ground, he has the upper hand, there is no need to rush to make a move, he enjoys this feeling of being in control.

Wujiang understands the situation at this time, and if she doesn't do it herself, she will be more and more at a disadvantage, but when both sides are prepared, it is easy to expose the flaws when she strikes first, but she loses the opportunity, but the blood on her waist is flowing more and more, and the child's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and she must fight quickly.

Just when Wujiang was about to make a move, the entrance of the cave suddenly squeaked, and the two looked at each other at the same time, and a person suddenly jumped down from the entrance of the cave, dressed in blue, and his clothes were flying.

A strange man came.