The female demon head Yu Die'er brazenly launched a war of aggression against China, this war between man and demon is about to break out, and in an instant, all parts of China are in chaos, and during the chaotic years, public security is not effective, and bandits are everywhere.

Hu Falai was originally just a thief, before, he stole chickens and dogs in the village, made small fights, and the noisy neighbors were reluctant to be peaceful, everyone hated him so much that he gritted his teeth, and reported to the official many times, all because of trivial things, he was released with a board, and it was over. For a period of time, Hu Falai was very honest, however, the dog can't change the, the war between man and demon, the world is chaotic, now it's good, Hu Falai seized the opportunity, and went beyond his old business, blatantly carrying out criminal activities of theft.

In the middle of the night, Hu Falai quietly sneaked into the house of his next-door neighbor Hu Yanbin, smoked the master's house with incense, turned over the cabinets, stole fifty taels of silver, feared a lawsuit, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and fled elsewhere in a hurry in the dead of night.

When he walked to the foot of the barren grass ridge, it was already past noon, and Hu Fa's stomach was rumbling with hunger. As soon as he looked up, he saw a tavern on the side of the road not far ahead, so he walked in.

There was only one proprietress in the tavern, about thirty years old, not very good-looking, but full of femininity.

Hu Fa ordered a plate of beef, a roast chicken, and a jar of old wine, ate and drank enough, and rested for a while, and then took up the burden of stolen silver and crossed the barren grass ridge.

When Hu Falai walked halfway up the mountain, behind him, a middle-aged strong man quickly caught up and borrowed fire from him to smoke.

When Hu Fashu lowered his head and touched the fire sickle on his body, the strong man pulled out a wooden stick from his waist and aimed it at the back of his head. Poor Zi Fa Fa, before he could snort, he passed out.

The strong man took off the burden of Hu Fa, carried it on his body, and then, he carried Hu Fa, who did not know whether it was dead or alive, and walked into the barren grass on the side of the road, and was just about to throw it on the ground, when he saw an old coffin with an open lid in an open space covered with new soil. The strong man didn't think about it, so he threw Hu Hu into it. When the coffin lid was covered, the strong man saw that the three iron nails that had been nailed to the coffin lid were still on it, picked up a stone, nailed the coffin lid on, and then, patted the dust on his hands, and walked away.

This place is a grave for burying the dead, and everyone in the nearby villages will bury them here.

After dark, a hungry and panicked old wolf came here, and after smelling the smell of people in the coffin, he suddenly came to his senses, and his neck was stalked, and he began to hit the coffin board with his head.

The wolf's head was not only strong, but also very smart, and he knew that only the coffin had the thinnest headboard and the easiest to knock open.

This old wolf, probably because he was old and hungry, an old coffin, it took half a night to break the head plate of the wood, and was about to enjoy the delicious food, but he saw a group of people holding torches, noisily and shouting straight towards it, the old wolf thought that he had come to catch it, so he was so frightened that he ran away.

Actually, it was a group of people who had come to dig a grave in the grave. In the local area, in many places, it is the custom to dig graves at night and go out early the next morning.

Besides, Hu Falai was thrown into the coffin by the strong man, although the lid was nailed, but this coffin, after all, is an old coffin that has been around for some years, and there is always a place to breathe, so he didn't hold him. After the old wolf smashed the timber headboard, the cool breeze blew into the coffin, and Hu Falai came to his senses little by little. After a while, he wanted to sit up, but he always touched his head, and he wondered: "Where am I lying here? Why can't I sit up?" He wiped his eyes, and took a closer look at the moonlight that came in, and was so shocked that he almost turned his back on breath: "Mom, this is in a coffin!" It was only then that Hu Falai suddenly remembered what happened before he was knocked unconscious, and said in his heart: "This damn strong man, why did you get me into the coffin!"

Hu Falai turned over, climbed outside, stretched out his head, and happened to see the group of grave diggers not far from him, and he became alert: "This group of people, they can't be digging a pit to bury me, right?

At this moment, a guy who was peeing saw Hu Falai and exclaimed, "There are ghosts!"

When everyone heard the sound, they looked back and saw a guy with a disheveled hair and a bloody face crawling out of a coffin! In the middle of the night, what else could it be that crawled out of the coffin was not a ghost? This group of people was so frightened that they ran down the hill crying and crying.

After Hu Falai and the others ran away, they dared to stand up, endured a headache, gritted their teeth, and walked down the ridge.

He hadn't gone far when suddenly, he felt two furry claws on his shoulders.

It turned out that the old wolf who smashed the coffin didn't run far, and kept staring at him in the dark!

When the old wolf saw that Hu Fa was shaking when he walked, he became bolder, and quietly followed him from behind, one upright, and two paws on Hu Falai's shoulders, and as long as Hu Fa came to look back and see what had happened, he could bite off his throat.

But how did the old wolf know? Before this Hu Fa came to be a thief, he often went to the mountains to hunt and mastered a set of tricks to deal with wolves. I saw him shrink his neck, grab the two wolf claws with both hands, pull forward hard, and at the same time, his head went up, just against the old wolf's jaw. The poor old wolf was completely controlled in an instant, and he had to use his two hind legs, like a man, to follow his beard.

Hu Falai gritted his teeth, endured the pain in the back of his head, and came to the door of the tavern before in one breath, and saw that the room was still lit with dim lights, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and desperately kicked the door with his foot.

After a while, the proprietress opened the door and saw that Hu Falai was "carrying" an old wolf behind her, and she was so frightened that she screamed "Mom", which made Hu Falai startled, and he quickly threw the old wolf into the house. Only then did Hu Falai let go of his hands, shook off the old wolf violently, and dodged into the house.

The old wolf, who was almost strangled to death by Hu Falai, and his wolf nature was long gone, turned around and staggered towards the barren grass ridge.

After Hu Falai entered the house, she didn't know if the proprietress was sleepy-eyed or the lights were too dim, anyway, she didn't ask Hu Falai what was the matter with his bloodstained face and "carrying" a wolf in the middle of the night?

Hu Fashi experienced this life and death, as if he had walked in front of the ghost gate, and he was physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme. Now, at last, he was in a safe place, but for some reason, he couldn't sleep anyway, and his mind was recalling what had just happened.

I don't know how long it took, just when Hu Falai was about to fall asleep in a daze, suddenly, I heard a knock on the door outside, and then I heard someone shouting: "Lady, open the door quickly, I'm back!"

After a while, the door of the tavern squeaked open, and the proprietress said softly: "The night in charge has been so hard, the slave family has already heated the wine and food, you can eat quickly, and go to bed early!"

"Where is the lady, since we have taken this four-handed errand, we will not talk about the word hard work! Tonight is very dangerous, if you go a moment late, there will be a big thing, the two who were stolen, and the rope that hanged them has been tied......

How could this man's voice sound so familiar? Hu Falai had a ghost in his heart, he couldn't lie down any longer, hurriedly turned over, got up, glanced through the crack in the door, and immediately gasped: "Oh my God! Isn't this the strong man who knocked him unconscious? It turns out that he is actually the husband of this proprietress !"

At this time, the proprietress took down a notebook that looked like an account book from the wall, and while flipping through it, she still muttered: "Since you have completed this errand, you should write it down immediately, so as not to forget." She scribbled a few words and hung the notebook back on the wall.

When the strong man finished eating and drinking, the proprietress finished cleaning up, and the sky was already bright.

The proprietress then helped the well-fed strong man into the main house to rest. By the time there was a high and low snoring sound in the main room, it was already daylight.

This is not a place to stay for long! After making sure that the man and woman were asleep, Hu Falai tiptoed out of the side room. When he passed through the hall, he saw that the book in which the proprietress had just written was hanging on the wall, and he was very curious about what was written on it, so he reached out and gently took off the notebook, and when he opened it, he saw his name at a glance: "Hu Falai, male, twenty-three years old, below is the portrait of Hu Falai, and below is the text-on a certain year, month, and day, in such and such a house, stolen fifty taels of silver...... There are four small words at the bottom, which are probably what the proprietress just wrote - the matter has been done".

Hu Falai turned the page again, only to see something similar on it: "Zhang Yingbo, male, thirty-two years old, below is a portrait, and then below is the text - on a certain year, month, and day, he stole eighty taels of silver from some people......"

At this time, Hu Falai only felt that his back was cold, and he didn't dare to look down anymore, so he hung the book back on the wall as it was, and hurriedly slipped out of the tavern, but it was unfortunate, he just went out, and was flashed out and blocked.

It turned out that after the start of the war between man and demon, the law and order were chaotic, and the bandits here were very rampant, which made the people in dire straits even worse. This Baixian order is different, he not only has high martial arts, but also will "grab the cover" with one hand, that is, let people scoop a bowl of water, cover it with a red cloth, take a bronze mirror, and the head of the thief, gender, name, and age will appear at the bottom of the bowl. Bai Xian Ling immediately drew a picture book, with the way of flying pigeons, to inform him of this information, to have been arranged at various intersections of the thief capable people, these thieves of the capable people, are strange people, special period, they can use any means at will, as long as they can successfully get back the stolen silver, return to the owner, as for the life or death of the robbers, the government does not care, the occasional offender, recover the dirty, teach a lesson, let him henceforth, change his mind, new life; and those recidivist and habitual offenders, all reap the consequences, died in Huangquan。 Hu Falai's death speaks for itself.