"You bird, crazy about money?"

"You're still an errand boy, and you dare to come up and ask for a reward without conclusive evidence?"

"This is a thief stealing grain, an ugly baby, where is the monster?"

"Get out, get out!"

The entrance of the government office.

Wang Liuzhi and his gang who were blasted out looked at each other.

I never expected that.

That kid looks like a rat and does things like a rat, but after a test, he is not a rat essence.

Xingshi moved the crowd and made a big fuss, not to mention the silver flying, and was also eaten by the county magistrate by getting up angry.

Everyone limped, there were no good words in their mouths, they were all complaining, and they simply dispersed and went back to their own homes.

But when the crowd dispersed, Wang Liuzhi's legs were no longer lame, and his fart (harmony) strands were no longer painful.

He is an old man in the yamen, and of course this trick of playing the board is clear.

It's just that.

"The black-hearted liver and rotten intestines and lungs are affectionate on weekdays, but today they want to make money, and they are slaughtered so damn ruthlessly!"

The doorway for hitting the board is very simple, and if you want to see how light the board is, you have to weigh the silver taels you take out. Everyone knows that he has made a fortune, and now that he has the opportunity, he can't help share the profits?

The more Wang Liuzhi thought about it, the more painful he became, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

You say find a happy place to relax, because of the strict curfew, the entertainment venues in the city are closed at night. He was stunned and had nowhere to go, but to go back to his lonely and cold kennel.

Thereupon.

The depression turned into a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit on the faces of people on the street.

Look up.

Hey?

Unknowingly, he returned to the streets and alleys of "catching mice", and behind the courtyard gate where he spat was the "nest" of the "rat essence".

He had heard a little about the situation of the family, and he learned a little about it from the shopkeeper of the grain store. The woman's husband's surname is Shu, her mother's surname is Mao, her husband died early, and she has no relatives to help her, and the orphans and widows rely on running a noodle stall to survive.

Somehow.

When Wang Liuzhi thought of the woman, he remembered the soft (harmonious) touch she felt as she struggled on her own shoulder.

He added to his mouth, and his heart itched.

"You are a widow (harmonious) woman, I am a widower, don't you make a good pair? ”

He saw that there was no one around, and the ghost sent the gods, and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall.

......

The ugly baby is not a monster, but after all, he is a thief with all his stolen goods, so as not to be killed, but he can't escape prison, as for his mother Shu Mao, he was sent back early, and at this time, he should be alone in the empty boudoir.

However, Wang Liuzhi searched around, but the courtyard was empty, and there was not half a figure in sight.

If it is an ordinary thief, it is time to take some money and leave as soon as possible. But Wang Liuzhi pointed out that although he was a servant, his habits were more scoundrels than that of scoundrels, or in other words, it was precisely because he was a servant that he could be more scoundrels than scoundrels.

Coupled with his depressed mood, he didn't leave, got into the woman's room, boarded the bed, wrapped the futon, put down the curtain, and was determined to wait for Shu Mao's to come back and give her a surprise.

The quilt is soft and inspiring.

I don't know how long it took.

Half-asleep and half-awake, the movement of pushing the door made Wang Liuzhi wake up suddenly.

My lady is back?

He opened the curtain a little and looked carefully.

The windows were open, the moon was embedded in the clouds, and the room was filled with silver light.

The woman sat at the dressing table by the window, with her back to him, and the moonlight outlined a plump (harmonious) outline.

She seemed to be grooming for the moon.

took off the thorn hairpin, untied the cloud sideburns, and then stretched out to his waist, and actually took off his clothes little by little.

In front of the windowsill.

The round arms, the full shoulder blades, and the suddenly tightened lines around the waist were all shining under the moon.

Wang Liu's fingers and mouth were dry, and the birds in his chest and crotch (harmony) were restless to spread their wings and fly high.

Good sister, turn around quickly!

He shouted inwardly.

Coincidentally, the woman seemed to hear his heart, and turned around as she wished.

Wang Liuzhi's pupils suddenly dilated.

He saw what he wanted, the mountains that trembled in the moonlight.

I also saw unwanted, a smiling cat face, and a bleeding head with seven holes in her arms.

The head of the shopkeeper of the grain store.

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

Tonight is no different from the previous nights.

The youkai appeared, the youkai ate people, and the youkai disappeared again.

In the midst of a bunch of cookie-cutter and anxious bad news, listening to it coldly, Wang Liuzhi made another miraculous feat and captured the rat demon alive. Bo Ziyu was overjoyed, and immediately left the unlucky errand of patrolling, crossed most of Xiaoshui City, and hurried back to the mansion.

I know.

It's actually a big oolong.

Mistaking a thief for a demon.

The ugly baby of the Shu family, Bo Ziyu knew him, and he had eaten a few bowls of noodle soup in his house, and now this kid was beaten beyond recognition, and look, it was a little more pleasing to the eye than usual.

"Are you tired of eating noodles at home?" Bo Ziyu wondered, "Why do you go to steal other people's rice grain?"

His orphans and widows depend on each other, and the mother has always cherished her ugly son. Moreover, his noodle soup tastes good and uses enough ingredients, and his business has always been good.

Bo Ziyu really can't figure it out, in terms of reasonableness and family background, why does the ugly baby go out to steal food?

didn't think about it, the ugly baby just hung his head, muffled and didn't speak, and the only one who opened his mouth was his "cooing" and shouting hungry stomach.

Bo Ziyu was helpless, so he asked his subordinates to get some food, thought about it, added a few more coppers, and asked to add some meat.

Not much.

A bowl of noodles was served, and a few slices of thin meat floated on the clear soup.

The ugly baby is not too hot, it is a burst of gobbling up, and Bo Ziyu smacks his tongue when he sees it, this starving ghost is reincarnated, no wonder he is regarded as a monster.

When he cleaned the bottom of the bowl, the distance between the two seemed to be narrowed a little.

Bo Ziyu asked again, and the ugly baby squirmed for a while, and finally had an answer.

"Hungry, hungry. ”

Nonsense! If you're not hungry, you're going to steal raw rice?

For the sake of being a child, Bo Ziyu squeezed out his patience and asked again:

"Why don't you eat at home?

"No, no, no. ”

The ugly baby shook his head again and again, and glanced at Bo Ziyu timidly, his voice as thin as a gnat.

"The food at home has to be left for my mother. ”

Bo Ziyu laughed when he heard this.

"Your kid is still a filial baby, but your mother is a woman, how much appetite she can have, and she can't even eat ...... you in one bite."

In the ugly baby's dodging eyes, Bo Ziyu's words stopped abruptly.

His gaze grew and thoughtful.

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

Dark clouds obscure the moon.

The long street was silent and gloomy.

Orr.

More than a dozen pairs of soap boots broke the silence, and the bright swords and guns pierced the drowsiness.

A team of people suddenly broke into the long street, and the murderous aura woke up the neighbors, so that in the cracks and windows of the people in the square, a pair of suspicious and frightened eyes were erected.

"Where's Daochang Li?"

"There are monsters in the north of the city, and they can't get out. ”

Bo Ziyu groaned when he heard this, frowning and staring at the small courtyard in front of him, the ordinary courtyard surrounded by the arrestees - the home of the ugly baby and his widowed mother.

When the neighborhood was awakened by the officials, the noise gradually rose, but there was no light or movement in this courtyard, and it was as quiet as a dead thing, like a trap.

"Team leader!"

The urgency in the voices of the brothers beside him could not be concealed.

"Come on. ”

"If you delay any longer, those people will get in the way!"

The "those people" in his mouth are talking about the new "demon hunters" in the city, a group of guys instigated by money, who are in groups and rampage, but they have the acquiescence of the government and act recklessly at night.

If you really want to let them get involved, I'm afraid things will be even more troublesome.

Bo Ziyu looked around at his brothers, their eyes were nervous, fearful, hesitant, and eager to try, although most of them were stimulated by silver, but it was better than before, when they heard the word "monster", they were always ready to escape.

So, he nodded in satisfaction.

......

Bang!

The door slammed open.

The catchers broke into the courtyard with open fire.

"Zhou Fu, you go to the East Chamber, He Manzi, you go to the kitchen, Zhang Laojiu, you go to the main hall......"

Bo Ziyu quickly ordered his subordinates to divide into teams and search various rooms.

Moment.

"There is no one in the East Wing. ”

"Neither did the kitchen. ”

Bo Ziyu's gaze fell on the main room.

Then.

Meow!

The terrible cat barks like sharp claws scratching the heart.

In the midst of everyone's chest tightness and vomiting, a series of shouts, roars, swords swinging, and chairs turning over broke out in the main room.

"The monster is here!"

Bo Ziyu had already raised his knife and strode forward.

However.

only to step on the threshold.

Rumble!

The lattice of the window next to the door suddenly opened, and a ghostly figure crashed out.

Bo Ziyu had prepared in advance.

Immediately, a large net tied with a yellow charm went head-on.

But the figure's reaction can be described as fast, and it can't see how it moves, so it has already jumped high, dodged the net, and immediately, with a pounce on the eaves, it went straight to Bo Ziyu with the cold light.

However, Hunt Kuai was not alone, and seven or eight spears had already been erected beside him, forcing the oncoming strange shadow back again. At this time, Bo Ziyu also adjusted, he came out of the crowd and slashed with a knife.

The blade roared, and the talisman drawn by cinnabar on it stirred up clear light.

As if seeing a natural enemy, the strange shadow screamed and jumped back again.

This leap made a team of officials in the courtyard seize the opportunity, but what they held in their hands was not knives and guns, but strength.

Flutter.

Flying locusts rained down on strange shadows in the air that had nowhere to borrow.

I heard a terrible cat meow again.

The strange shadow had already dodged the encirclement and leapt onto the wall.

Only then did everyone see what it looked like.

It was a plump (harmonious) fair-skinned woman, with a hideous half-human, half-cat face under her long hair that was as loose as ink.

It crouched on the wall, its miserable green eyes looking back at the people in the courtyard, and stretched out its claws to pull out an arrow from its waist.

Then, before the next round of shooting, he jumped and disappeared into the night.

Ran away?

Bo Ziyu's heartbeat gradually calmed down, and immediately, he was angry and unwilling.

"Team leader, there's a monster in this house!"

And also?!

Bo Ziyu hurriedly entered the house and saw four or five of his subordinates holding torches around the corner, and this dark red "thing" curled up inside.

Some officials shouted:

"Team leader, hurry! It's this demon ......"

Before he could finish yelling, Bo Ziyu had already rolled his eyes and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Blind?"

What kind of monster is this? It's just an unfortunate bastard who has been stripped naked, tortured and covered in bruises.

"Who are you?"

The unlucky guy in the corner just shivered and didn't answer.

Bo Ziyu had no leisure to rub against him, so he immediately went up and grabbed the unlucky man's hair, pulled his face out of his knee socket, and dragged him to the firelight to take a look.

Huh?

Wang Liuzhi.