"You're late. ”

"A little trouble. ”

"Trouble?"

"It's been taken care of. ”

When the "Xing Zhutou" and his party braved the wind and rain to arrive at their destination - a street with steep downward slopes and high courtyard walls on both sides.

Another group of officials had been waiting here for a long time.

The leader's outfit was just a soap officer, but when he talked to "Xing Zhutou", his tone was quite unpolite. After getting the affirmative reply of "Xing Zhutou", he just laughed a few times with "hehe".

"Clean? I don't think so. ”

Suddenly, he raised his hand.

Several cold rays of light shot out.

Submerged in a bush of wisteria at the entrance of the alley.

Immediately, the flowers and branches were messy, and for a while, the broken branches and leaves and rattans "fell", revealing the moss-covered wall. Only then did I realize that those few cold rays of light were actually a few feathers, which had been deeply embedded in the stone bricks on the wall.

"Xing Zhutou" was pale, and before he could act, "Bo Ziyu" next to him was annoyed first.

"What do you mean?!"

Isn't it just a suspicion that they not only didn't clean up the trouble, but also brought it to the door.

The soapman looked suspiciously at the ground where Ling Yu had fallen, but unfortunately there was nothing but the broken vine branches and leaves.

It seems to be too hearty.

So Pi Xiaorou replied without smiling.

"It's not interesting, just be careful, just in case. ”

I didn't care about changing the subject.

"Did you bring anything?"

"Bo Ziyu" was vigorous, and "Xing Zhutou" was more stable and stopped him, but he didn't take the words of the soap officer, he just waved his hand, and the officials took out a box and took out dozens of palm-sized discus from it, each of which was engraved with some strange runes.

Then, the two teams got busy together.

They pried some of the floor tiles in the alley, buried the discus in them, and re-covered the tiles.

When he was done, "Xing Zhutou", "Bo Ziyu" and the soap official cut their wrists again, sprinkled white blood on the ground, and chanted a vague incantation in their mouths.

At last.

"From. ”

But when they saw the discus buried, they all rose to a little light. If someone who knows the goods sees it, it will be very surprised.

In a short period of time, these arrests used a method similar to the left side door to build a subtle prohibition that integrates concealment, restraint, and suppression.

"Drop. ”

The soapman pinched another trick.

The light slowly faded.

"Let's go to the front to open the net, you have to watch this opening. ”

"Bo Zhiyu" and "Xing Zhutou" had a calm face, no one paid attention to him, he was not angry, he grinned, and led people away.

Leaving the two men to command the servants to work for a while, they dispersed and hid.

In the alley.

Only the dreary night and the wind and rain remained.

Long.

Alley mouth.

On the scattered wall of vines.

A piece of masonry that had been cracked by Ling Yu shook suddenly, and slowly peeled off the wall.

Vacated in the small brick cracks.

A little man with the length of a finger popped up.

............

"The Taoist priest's method is really a bit different. ”

It's not far from the alley.

Somewhere in the attic.

The dragon jade villain dragged two leaves and floated into the window in the wind.

Li Changan raised his hand to catch it, put it back on his face, straightened it up, and laughed at the praise of the god of wine.

Exorcism is wonderful.

But the Taoist priest's method is just a trick, which can be called a knife to kill chickens, just like the god of wine said, just a "chic".

It's hard to say.

On the contrary, the actions of these phantom butterfly minions are worth mentioning.

He stared at the alley, fingers tapping his scabbard into his scabbard, lost in thought.

Resemble.

It's like.

The same slick and steady, the same reckless impulse.

Unconscious.

The Taoist priest's hand lightly tapped the scabbard, and he was already holding the hilt tightly.

Moment.

He exhaled.

Following the direction of the alley, look farther away.

It was a low-lying area in the middle of the city.

Xiaoshui is a rainy place with a dense water network, and it is often flooded in low-lying places like this.

Of course, there are no well-off families living here, so most of the buildings are low thatched houses and shabby small courtyards, which are mixed together.

However, the surrounding area of the depression is mostly high-rise buildings, and the terrain difference makes the difference between the low and the surrounding high more conspicuous.

In Li Changan's eyes, this depression is like a bag, that street is one of the mouth of the bag, and the depression itself has become an excellent trap and ambush.

Coincidentally, a large number of people are buried in the depression.

The Taoist priest followed the "Xing Catcher" to get here, and when Leng Buding found out about this, he was very startled, thinking that he had suffered from the evil of the monster, and after fighting wits and courage with the air, he was embarrassed to find that the ambush was not aimed at himself.

The god of wine shouted rejoicing and urged Li Changan not to die again.

The Taoist priest still decided to stay.

He was curious.

From all indications, the illusion has fallen into the hands of the phantom butterfly.

So who is it for?

Li Changan's gaze crossed the heavy rain curtain and landed on a small courtyard with faint lights in the depression.

If the depression is a trap.

Then, according to the arrangement, the people in that courtyard or the demon are likely to be the bait.

............

The night was getting deeper.

A poor man's house is still lit by a faint light.

The fire is dim.

A young couple is holding their child and weeping as they are concerned.

"Why are we always so miserable? ”

The wife gently shook the baby in the crook of her arm, her eyes were full of tears, and her expression was sad.

The husband's eyes were red, but he could only sigh faintly.

It's not been peaceful in the city lately.

The county government also issued a curfew for this purpose, strictly ordering the doors and windows to be closed at night, and not allowed to enter and leave the village.

Rumors in the neighborhood say that some demon is going around at night.

The husband didn't care too much about it, thinking that no matter if he was a demon or a bandit, he wouldn't find a poor family like him. He even complained a little, thinking that the curfew had made him less work, and his salary was less, even if he only lost one or two cents a day, he could save up and exchange some eggs to make up for his wife.

But I never expected it.

The head catcher actually found his house and gave the family a bolt from the blue - the demon was eyeing his family, and in a few days, he was going to come to take the hearts and minds of his whole family.

Although he has married and had children, he is only in his teens, and this kind of unwarranted disaster is pressed down, how can he teach him not to be a mess.

But after all, he was the head of the family, so he had to pretend to be brave and comfort his wife.

"Don't worry. ”

"The head catcher said that he has already arranged the men and horses, and invited a master like Daochang Feng to help, and he will definitely be able to protect us thoroughly. ”

"It's late at night, you're not well, go to sleep. ”

Turn off the oil lamp.

The couple fell asleep with a stomach full of thoughts.

Not for a while.

The adults were quiet, but the children were making a fuss.

"Where's bedwetting?"

"Nope. ”

"I woke up hungry, I maybe. ”

"Well, I'm going to nurse him. ”

"Sleepy?"

The husband laughed and scolded.

The family is poor, and he is hungry and full on weekdays, and his wife's body is already thin, where does the milk (harmony) water come from?

I remember that there was still a small half bowl of paste on the stove.

He turned over and got up, picked up the oil lamp, turned out half of the bowl of paste, warmed it up a little, and carefully brought it back to the bed.

Bean-sized lights don't provide much light.

The husband sat up at the sight of his wife's blurred figure, held the child to his chest, and leaned against the head of the bed.

In the dimness, there is a clear sucking sound of "hush".

Come closer.

In the dim light, his wife's clothes were half-untied, and her sallow cheeks were flushed with a touch of red at the moment.

She stared at the child in her arms with a slight smile on her face.

"You see, our children eat so well. ”

The husband couldn't help but be infected by this smile, and he approached softly.

"You rest first, and I'll feed ......"

The words were abruptly stuck in his throat, and his pupils suddenly dilated, staring at the "child" in the swaddling clothes. Love Me eBook

His short hands and feet, his wrinkled face, and his thin, soft hair were the appearance of his children. But the small mouth that can only call "Mom" and not "Dad" has become a strange mouthpart at this time, like an enlarged sucker of a leech.

It was firmly attached to his wife's thin chest, and with a burst of sucking sounds, blood veins appeared on the face of the "baby".

"Click. ”

In a panic, the pottery bowl fell down and shattered.

The movement alarmed the blood-sucking "baby", and the pupils that were ignorant and ignorant suddenly shrank into the tip of a needle, revealing a scarlet light, and turned around suddenly.

The husband only felt that his heart was punched hard, and the words stuck in his throat finally turned into a scream, and he tripped under his feet, and fell on his back.

But because of the fall, he found that on the beam of his house, at some point, there was a woman in a plain dress and a red dress, wearing a strange ghost mask, jumping down, the red dress floating, the short sword in her hand swallowed the cold light, like a ghost floating towards the wife and daughter on the bed.

The man fell into a series of frightened people, unable to open his mouth, unable to move, and watched the man pounce on him.

But the wife ......

"Don't kill my daughter. ”

The wife had kept her head down, but she didn't know from which eye she had spotted the ghost-faced man above, and she howled and leaned over, facing her jagged and thin back against the blade, but protecting the "baby" under her.

Pity.

The ghost-faced man's sword didn't hesitate for a moment, but only slightly adjusted its blade to pierce the woman and the child in her arms who had turned into a demon.

"Don't, girl!"

The husband woke up from his panic and hurriedly pounced to block the sword.

But the ghost-faced woman's body seems to be slow and fast, and he uses both hands and feet, so where can he catch up?

But there's something to catch up.

It was a flaming bird with a sharp cry.

The ghost-faced woman had to pause for a moment, swung her sword to kill the firebird, her skirt fluttered, and floated towards the "baby", and the husband, who was blocking his wife with his eyes closed, still stabbed with a sword.

"The demon woman dares!"

The door suddenly opened, and a round-faced Taoist stood at the door, with a wave of his robe, countless firebirds came one after another.

The Ghost-faced Girl had no choice but to turn around and dodge.

Can be in the next moment.

The window panel was suddenly shattered, and a cold-eyed knifeman swept in with a cloud of snow.

The ghost-faced woman's body is really ghostly, like a cloud of fog, like a gust of wind, and every time she can use nowhere to borrow strength, she flashes and moves in the void.

But the house is in is too small.

Under the joint urging of the sword light and the firebird, there was soon no room to dodge, so he simply pulled out and swayed up and crashed out of the roof.

Also at this time.

Killings erupted all around.

The whole depression resembles a basin of boiling water.

Countless soldiers armed with knives, guns, hooks and nets flocked out from every house.

Especially somewhere in the high ground.

More than 100 Zhang Qiangnu are ready to go.

The man dressed as a military official next to him waved his hand suddenly.

"Put. ”

Instantly.

Arrows rained down.

............

"The witch is here!"

The jumbled shouts were accompanied by a jumble of footsteps.

"Stretch the net. ”

In an alley in the depression.

A few nets were thrown in from the other side of the wall.

Immediate time.

I saw a red shadow rushing out of the ground, crashing into the crowd that came to surround him, breaking through a slight opening, not daring to stop, and fleeing in embarrassment before more ambush soldiers surrounded him.

Ghost face, short sword, plain clothes, red dress, who else can there be in the whole Xiaoshui except Yu Mei?

It's just that her current state is really embarrassing, not to mention covered in blood, and there is a short arrow stuck in her shoulder blade, which is when she wanted to escape over the wall, she was injured by the NU array.

Fortunately, although this depression has become a trap to trap her, the complex terrain brought by the cluttered houses gives her room to maneuver.

Yu Mei took off the shattered ghost face, gritted his teeth and pulled out a short arrow, the arrow not only smelled of blood, but also had a special smell of herbs.

That's right.

The arrow is quenched with poison!

Feeling the weakness and heaviness of his body, listening to the noise getting closer and closer, Yu Mei knew that his time was running out.

Frankly.

In normal times, she can use her skills and spells to play such a rabble in the palm of her hand.

But tonight, there are many "strange people" in these crowds, who can see through her movements and tricks, and bring everyone to round her up.

Nine times out of ten, the injuries on her body were due to these people, but fortunately, these people seemed to be intent on capturing her alive, so whenever she was desperate, she could still desperately escape.

But there are not many such opportunities.

At this time, not only did she feel her body weaken, but her mind gradually became a little drowsy.

She silently moved her finger to a wound and pressed it hard.

Hiss~

The sharp pain cleared the mind a little.

She remembered that she had ventured to the rooftop, and before she was driven down by the Nu Arrows, she saw an alley to the south, an alley that descended steeply and closed with high walls on both sides.

Deployed over there, the personnel in charge of interception seemed to be eager to make meritorious contributions, and they also participated in the round-up lively.

In this way, that alley has an opportunity.

............

The sound of killing was boiling at the far end.

The streets are close to the left, but they are so quiet that only a drizzle blows.

In the courtyard behind the high wall next to it.

"Xing Zhutou" is prostrate in the corner, his body almost blending with the shadows, like a spider, patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait.

Finally.

The brass bell in his arms suddenly "jingled".

Hooked!

Without thinking, he rushed out of the hiding place, took the same figure "Bo Ziyu" and a group of officials, jumped over the high wall, and jumped into the alley.

First look.

I saw several sets of strange red lights shining on the bluestone slabs in the alley.

That's when the circle is triggered.

The tension in his eyebrows relaxed slightly.

Second look.

The center of the circle was covered with many thick layers of silver flocculent.

It was the silver wire mesh spat out by the mechanism that connected the magic circle, and these wire meshes were so tough that even a good sword could not cut them.

A slight grin broke out of his mouth.

Got it!

But when he lifted the silver wire net, his face froze suddenly.

In the net was not Yu Mei, or even a person, but a boxy box made of bamboo strips.

Bamboo box?

How is it a bamboo box?!

Just as he was surprised, there was a sudden faint sound behind him.

"The wind is coming. ”

Whew~boom~

It was a gale rising from the ground.

咻~簌~

It's rain like arrows.

Only for a moment.

It was as if the wind and rain had squeezed into this deep alley.

It is so that people can't straighten their waists, they can't hear it, and they can't open their eyes.

The shouts and killings that were still noisy just now were all covered by the sound of the wind, and when they barely opened their eyes, all they saw was the rain flying. It is as if the inside and outside of the alley have been separated into two worlds.

Those officials with wooden expressions had already been staggered, only "Bo Ziyu" and "Xing Zhutou" were still standing upright, already on guard, with fierce eyes, looking at the place where the sound came from at the entrance of the alley.

There is no concealment in coming.

But in the wind and rain, a tall figure strode over.

He was wearing a long robe, and the hat on his head was very low, so he couldn't see his face clearly, only the brown and yellow beard on his chin, and a faint pair of cold eyes.

"Who's coming, what's your intention?!"

"Xing Zhutou" stopped the "Bo Ziyu" who was about to move and scolded loudly.

The Clothier didn't answer, just continued to stride closer.

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, but he clearly told the other party his intention - a narrow road encounter.

"What are you talking nonsense with him?

"Bo Ziyu" was no longer patient, his limbs suddenly fell to the ground, and his official clothes were torn apart by the suddenly swollen body, like a beast, and pounced towards the clothed guest.

"Xing Zhutou" also turned into a fierce image, the head turned into a hideous bird head, and the sharp long beak emitted strands of mosquito smoke, but the follow-up steps were a little hesitant.

He was a little puzzled, even a little inexplicably uneasy.

It stands to reason that the entire illusion has been controlled by them.

The only uncontrollable factor, Yu Mei, has fallen into a well-prepared trap.

But who is this uninvited guest in front of you?

Soon.

His doubts were solved.

It was a blue light rising from the opponent's sword, hazy as a dream, but it was so cold that his bone marrow was cold.

He recognized the sword light.

I know the owner of the sword light even more.

"Li Xuan......"

The exclamation did not fall, and the sword light rushed forward.