Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned on the spot by his sudden question, looked at the gaze of the strange man in front of him, and shook his head gently.

Yan Wuchang squinted his eyes at her, and then asked, "You really don't know him?" He is a fellow villager of mine, and he mentioned you. ”

Liu Xiaoxiao's expression was full of doubts at the moment, she mustered up the courage to raise her eyes and asked, "May I ask what you said...... Who is it?"

"A man who looks like a scholar, about the same age as you, carries a large book frame on his back all day. Yan Wuchang said lazily.

After his reminder, Liu Xiaoxiao suddenly had some impressions. During her time in Niufu, there would often be a person who looked like a scholar to visit Niu Tao, who looked a little poor and sour, but his clothes were very clean, and his face was simple. Originally, she had no memory of this kind of person, but every time the scholar came to the house, Niu Tao always welcomed him to the back hall in a good mood, and entertained him, and often called Liu Zhenwei. At that time, she was still a little strange why a scholar would get involved in Niu Tao's business.

It wasn't until later that the scholar caught her eye. At that time, Liu Xiaoxiao was often bullied by Niu Tao, and his face always had overnight wounds, and people were used to it. But when the scholar saw it, he didn't hide his pity, and diligently changed the dressing for her in front of Niu Tao, and Niu Tao seemed to be taboo about him, not only did not stop it, but also intended to let himself get close to the scholar.

But she could see that the scholar was not a lustful person like Liu Zhenwei. He respects himself like a guest, and every time he comes, he will shush her and greet her, and she can also see that the scholar's eyes look at her with some affection, but Liu Xiaoxiao, who is already a wife, does not dare to face it, and most of the time chooses to avoid it from afar.

Later, Niu Tao fell out with Liu Zhenwei because of the account book, and the scholar disappeared from her sight, and she did not appear again for a long time, and she gradually forgot about it.

After being reminded by the man in front of him, Liu Xiaoxiao's mind reappeared with the appearance of the scholar. She nodded cautiously at Yan Wuchang and said, "Yes, but I don't know who his surname is." There was a scholar in the house who came to visit me and looked for my master......"

Speaking of this, Liu Xiaoxiao's voice couldn't help but get lower and lower, and he simply stopped speaking and didn't say anything.

She didn't want to reveal her background to the local people too soon, after all, the crime of murder was quite shameful in the eyes of the simple people.

Yan Wuchang listened, nodded, and said, "That's right, it's him, his name is Ma Liang." ”

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what he meant, so he had to nod his head in agreement.

"That Ma Liang, did I tell you anything?" Yan Wuchang looked at Liu Xiaoxiao straight and said expressionlessly, "About the account book?"

As soon as she heard this, Liu Xiaoxiao was suddenly shocked in her heart, and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief who looked like a man dressed as a short-term worker who couldn't read big characters, and she didn't know what to do.

Yan Wuchang sighed a little impatiently and said, "Say, what did he tell you?"

Liu Xiaoxiao shook his head in a daze, and said in a thin voice: "No...... No...... I don't know him...... Nothing has been said between us......"

Niu Lian on the side raised her head curiously, her face full of doubts, not knowing what was going on.

Yan Wuchang looked at her, and took out a short knife to his waist with one hand.

"I don't like trouble, and I don't think it's necessary. Yan Wuchang said, his eyes as he looked at Liu Xiaoxiao had already begun to be filled with murderous aura.

Liu Xiaoxiao trembled with fear and unconsciously stepped back.

At this moment, there was a noisy sound outside the hut, and the rain in the field was trampled into a messy footsteps, mixed with the shouts of several people.

Yan Wuchang stopped what he was doing, sat up from the kang, looked out of the house, and muttered, "Hiss...... Trouble is coming again. How can there still be people from the government?"

Liu Xiaoxiao listened, and hurriedly turned sideways to look outside the house. On the field road outside the hut, more than a dozen officers and soldiers dressed as fast catchers were rushing towards the hut in the heavy rain with knives.

Liu Xiaoxiao's hanging heart was barely settled, and she hurriedly turned around and protected the young Niu Lian in her arms.

"Sanniang...... What's wrong?" Niu Lian's immature voice came out, and she asked Liu Xiaoxiao suspiciously, with her innocent eyes open.

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't answer, and bent down to look at Yan Wuchang in fear.

Yan Wuchang glanced back at the two people squatting in the corner, and said lightly, "Wait for me for a while." ”

With that, he took the dagger and walked out of the hut.

Outside the house, the voices of the catchers were getting closer and closer, and Liu Xiaoxiao heard a leading voice coming: "The coachman has been killed, and the people are hiding in the thatched hut over there, and the two girls are also inside, if the people don't come out, we will kill them......"

Hearing this voice, Liu Xiaoxiao felt a little safe, only the two of them were left in the hut, she leaned Niu Lian's little head on her shoulder, waited quietly, and did not dare to make a sound.

Yan Wuchang put on a hat, walked out of the hut, calmly faced a dozen trappers, and stood at the door.

The catchers found him, hurriedly stopped, drew their official knives, and looked at him vigilantly.

"Alas, who wants to get into trouble?" Yan Wuchang looked at the catcher in front of him who was drawing his knife and said coldly.

Liu Xiaoxiao hid for a while, couldn't hold it back, trembled and put half of his head out of the doorway, revealing his eyes to look at the scene in front of the hut.

The catchers did not make a move, but cautiously looked at the man wearing a hat in front of him, covering most of his face. The leading catcher opened his mouth and said to Yan Wuchang: "The county government is handling the case, and those who come quickly disarm and surrender!"

Yan Wuchang turned his head and saw that in the field in the distance, the body of the coachman had been fished up from the muddy water and placed on the ground to be watered by the rain.

"It seems that you have been in ambush here for a long time, why, do you want to lure the snake out of the hole?" Yan Wuchang said lightly to the head catcher.

The crowd did not respond, but vigilantly formed a position and surrounded the entire hut.

Seeing that no one spoke, Yan Wuchang threw the short knife in his hand forward casually. Not fast, the catcher took a step back, ready to dodge. Suddenly, Yan Wuchang rushed forward suddenly, no one saw his movements, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the short knife in mid-air, and held the hilt with an astonishingly fast speed. Before the catchers could react, Yan Wuchang flashed past the head catcher, and the knife fell in his hand, and the head catcher's neck splashed several feet of blood.

The catchers subconsciously retreated in surprise, and their movements seemed to be motionless wooden stakes under Yan Impermanence's speed.

In a few moments, he swept like a breeze by the side of the second catcher, and with a swing of his sword, he brought out a long string of flesh and blood.

The wail sounded, and the catchers looked around for Yan Wuchang's figure, they began to slash around, but to no avail, Yan Wuchang's ghostly body came to the back of the next person in an instant, and the sharp blade swiped lightly on his neck, clean and neat, without dragging mud and water.

Several catchers hurriedly gathered together, distanced themselves from Yan Wuchang, and then rushed towards him in unison.

Several official knives slashed towards Yan Wuchang from different angles, and he held the knife unhurriedly to block it, and a few catchers felt as if they had slashed an extremely hard boulder, and they couldn't go down an inch. Immediately afterwards, Yan Wuchang dodged the official knife that he blocked, and appeared behind the fast catchers, and in the blink of an eye, the short knife was inserted into the chests of the two fast catchers. As soon as he pulled out the short knife, a catcher pounced on him, wanting to subdue Yan Wuchang with his body.

Yan Wuchang's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he flicked his leg violently at the knees of the catcher, and with a crisp sound of bone cracking, the catcher fell to his knees with a howl, and then was stabbed through the head by Yan Wuchang's short knife.

The rest of the catchers gathered together in a hurry, their eyes full of horror.

Liu Xiaoxiao, who was hiding behind the door, looked at this bloody scene, tears came out of her eyes, she covered her mouth with her hand, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

What a terrible human god of murder this is.

Yan Wuchang pulled out a short knife from the head of the fast catcher in front of him, and the dazzling blood on the blade flowed downward, washed by the rain.

Before the other catchers could react, Yan Wuchang's figure suddenly flashed in front of them, and before they had time to block with a knife, the short knife slashed a deadly arc in the air, slashing the throats of the three catchers in an instant.

Blood spilled in the rain and splashed in puddles of mud.

Several catchers collapsed to the ground, and there were already several corpses scattered in front of the hut, pools of blood and rain mixed together and flowed into the fields on the side.

At this moment, there were only two catchers left in front of Yan Wuchang, and they were already frightened, and they retreated tremblingly, not daring to make a move at all. Yan Wuchang raised his head, and looked at them with murderous eyes under his hat.

"Let's go...... Walk...... Go back and report to Lord Zhang...... "One head catcher stammered to the other, and the hand holding the official knife trembled uncontrollably.

Yan Wuchang raised the short knife covered in blood and threw it at them casually.

The dagger flipped in the air, slashing through it at great speed, slitting the throats of two swift catchers as if they were spirits.

The short knife flipped around in mid-air and flew back, Yan Wuchang reached out to hold it, and a set of whirling knife techniques was easily killed by him from a few steps away.

The rain was still pouring down, and silence was all around as if nothing had happened.

Liu Xiaoxiao hurriedly retreated back to the hut, and the intense fear made her unable to stand steadily. She turned around, hurriedly hugged Niu Lian, and hid in the corner, not daring to come out.

After a while, Yan Wuchang slowly walked in. He was soaked in the rain, and his dagger was washed clean and glowed with cold.

"What's the matter, they're looking for you?" Yan Wuchang asked without looking back, taking off his hat.

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't dare to squeak, just looked at him in a daze.

"These people must have followed me all the way, and if I hadn't been in a hurry, they wouldn't have found the driver's body here. Yan Wuchang smiled faintly.

Liu Xiaoxiao listened, panted, and protected the cow lotus in his arms tighter. The young Niu Lian also felt the tension of the atmosphere, buried her head in Liu Xiaoxiao's arms, and did not make a sound.

Chu Liusheng sat back on the kang and said to her: "I don't like trouble, because of you, I have to deal with more than a dozen corpses outside, you are not wrong, but it is a pity that the people of Tianshu Pavilion have broken the precepts, and I am also for his sake, let you live for so long." ”

After that, he turned his head sideways, looked at Liu Xiaoxiao, and said, "What, there is another child? Then I have to dig a pit." ”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Xiaoxiao was startled, suddenly stepped forward, knelt beside Yan Wuchang's legs, and shouted to him in a panic: "Don't ...... Don't hurt her, she's still young, we really don't know anything, please let her go, kill me if you want to kill her!"

Liu Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Wuchang's leg tightly, intending to stop him from stepping forward.

Yan Wuchang smiled, and in Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes, his smile was incomparably terrifying.

"For the sake of a broken account book, Tianshu Pavilion came to me for trouble, I have no choice but to find your trouble. Chu Liusheng said lightly, and after that, he stood up and raised his leg to kick Liu Xiaoxiao aside.