"Hehe, take your kid to make a fortune, why don't you use you to make our brother make another fortune?" the man in black opened his mouth.

Poof, the man in black with the umbrella laughed, and immediately stopped it, rubbing his nose with his empty hand, and the serious atmosphere was completely destroyed.

The man in black on the side glanced at his companion and didn't speak, but his body hidden in the cloak still shook.

Seemingly. He held back.

“...”

"I haven't said anything yet, don't admit it yourself... I took it.... The scholar said helplessly.

He had gone into town with the group, and they were three of them.

So since he met them in the Land Temple before, the scholar has been quietly following the two, until now, he wants to see what these two people are doing.

"You're the one from the Land Temple," said the man in black with an umbrella, who recognized the scholar before he could get ahead of his companion.

The man in black couldn't help but shout, "Shut up!"

"Working together like this... Sooner or later, you'll only have one left. The oil-paper umbrella in the scholar's hand was crooked, and he almost couldn't hold it, Lao Wei, am I like this, can I be considered a startling snake? The scholar read in his heart.

"We don't want to kill her. The man in black saw that his identity was also exposed, so he no longer concealed it.

After all, this is all the way she came up with, starting from beating the drum to crying out grievances, to opening a gambling game, to how to deal with the corpse after the killing, she thought of it all. As he spoke, the man in black pulled out a short blade from his belt, and his body slowly moved, and the man in black with the umbrella saw the movements of the people around him, and also gathered the umbrella in his hand, lying horizontally in his hand, as a weapon.

"One less, more pennies, so I killed her. The man in black stopped his body, spread his hands, and said to the scholar with a helpless face,

The rain became louder.

The scholar took a step forward and lowered his umbrella a lot, "What about today?" The sound of crackling rain mixed with vague human voices echoed through the dark alley.

"Let's go to the yamen first to see if we can get the silver. After the man in black finished speaking, he and his companions walked forward at the same time.

The scholar knew about the thief sending the remaining corpses to the prefect's mansion as gifts, and Mr. Wei told him.

"What if you don't give it?" The scholar took advantage of the time to speak, unloaded the bookcase on his back, put it on the ground, and then held the umbrella while pulling something out of the bookcase.

When I found out, there was an extra piece of paperweight on the scholar's hand, which was dark and simple in appearance, the size of a child's forearm.

"This time I'll remember to chop a little bit and make an extra profit! After greeting his companion, the thief in the cloak immediately took a big step and rushed towards the scholar.

The scholar swept the paperweight in his hand, raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, and after closing the lid of the box, he stopped caring about the bookcase on the ground, and walked towards the two with an umbrella.

The two men picked up speed again.

The water on the ground was not shallow, and every time the boots stepped on the ground, a splash of water would disperse.

The scholar carried his arms behind his back, held the paperweight behind his back, and slowly moved forward.

After fighting, the short blade of the thief rushed to the scholar, and the scholar's figure turned away, and after turning to the thief's side, he saw the back of the thief's head.

The scholar no longer hesitated, picked up the paperweight in his hand fiercely, and slammed it on the back of the thief's head, the thief let out a muffled snort, his eyes were dark, his body was weak, he fell to the ground, and fainted.

When the thief with the umbrella saw the vulnerability of his companion, he let out a strange cry and prepared to turn around and flee.

The scholar's footsteps changed, and as soon as the cloth boots stepped over, he found the right position and picked off the paperweight in his hand.

After looking at the two of them and putting away the umbrella, the scholar was ready to carry the two of them and send them to the yamen.

After collecting the umbrella, just as he was about to leave, the scholar suddenly felt a slight movement from his side, and the scholar quickly took a step back.

After a thud, the scholar touched his chest, his clothes were punctured.

The scholar immediately threw away the umbrella and paperweight in his hand, twisted his body back, and landed on the side of the bookcase to open the lid.

Wow, the scholar's fingers stretched out backwards, and the sound of the gold and stone crashing sounded.

"Hidden weapon!" the scholar said secretly, just about to retreat, it was too late.

This master, who didn't know where he came from, was attacking sword after sword at this time, and his moves were like pouring rain, continuously attacking the scholar.

The scholar's body kept regressing and changing in the narrow black alley, one dodging and the other killing, and the two fought from the alley to the street.

The thunder light once again broke through the darkness.

At this time, the scholar was covered with colors, blood could not stop flowing out of the wound, and his gray robe was already dyed red.

The sword is very fast, coupled with the opponent's hidden weapon, if it weren't for the scholar's light work, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of this person.

The scholar was forced to retreat to the wall, and was leaning against the wall at this time, gasping for breath, as if he had just been fished out of the water, completely soaked.

The rain slid down the scholar's face, and the rain kept falling, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood or water on his body.

Another sword stabbed him, and the scholar knew that if he didn't ask for help, he would die today.

"Han Qiufen! I'm going to die! Save me!" After shouting this voice, the scholar completely gave up resistance and spread his arms, not caring at all about the incoming sword.

As soon as the scholar finished speaking, a hand grabbed him from behind and threw the scholar behind him.

After the owner of the hand rescued the scholar, he immediately retreated and fell not far from the scholar.

The lightning streaked across the sky again, and Han Qiu faced a masked man in a night robe.

He vaguely saw a few small black dots spilling towards Han Qiu Equinox from the direction of the masked man, "Be careful of the hidden weapon!" the scholar hurriedly reminded.

A few ice crystals gradually formed around the water droplets on the soles of Han Qiu's boots, and after he heard the scholar's reminder, he immediately bent his legs slightly, and his toes instantly bounced off the ground, with this step.

As he left the ground, the droplets of water wrapped in snowflakes on Han Qiu's soap boots were instantly shattered by his momentum, spilling on the ground and returning to the rain.

After sending the attacking black dot away with one hand, Han Qiufen's body immediately shot out like an open big bow, and after a leg shadow, the hidden black shadow was immediately knocked away from afar.

Without hesitation, after bounced up again, the rain curtain around Han Qiu's equinox at this time was intercepted in mid-air by the leg shadows he condensed again.

After a few flickerings, a huge ice arrow seemed to appear under Han Qiu's feet.

"Streamer shuttle!"

The scholar who was lying on the ground, looking up to watch the two fight, and the mysterious masked man, who was trying to keep his balance after flying out upside down, shouted at the same time.

The mysterious man did not dare to delay any longer, and fell to the ground in a hurry, went up to the roof, and fled.

After Han Qiufen saw the masked man fleeing, he immediately fell back to the ground.

Just pressed the rain-soaked road, Han Qiufen was ready to attack again, and the man in black chased in the direction where he left.

Feeling that his blood was flowing more and more, the scholar who was afraid that he would die immediately shouted at Han Qiufen at the top of his throat:

"Take him for a big fish!"

"As soon as you go down, he's dead!"