It is still raining in Dingzhou City, and I don't know when this rain will stop, the heavy rain is sprinkled on the streets of Dingzhou City drop by drop, there are many inns on both sides of the street, and an oil lamp is lit in a wing room on the second floor of one of the inns.

At this time, it was already ugly, and a woman in the side room with the oil lamp on the inn was knocking on the low table on the soft floor, and the sound of beating the low table was a little dull, she glanced at the window, and her expression became more and more indifferent.

In another room not far away, a woman dressed in a southern Xinjiang costume woke up from a nap on the bed, she got down from the bed, glanced at Fei Man, who was still asleep, and bent down to pinch the quilt for her.

After pinching the quilt, she turned around the screen and walked to the window, pushed the window open, and the cold and rain wafted in when the window opened, and she looked at the rain outside, wanting to see the inn next door through the rain.

In the middle of the sound, she reached out and took a flute from her waist, put it to her mouth and blew it gently.

Outside the window, the sound of rain is getting louder and louder, and the sound of the flute is mixed with the sound of rain, which fills the air.

The sound of the flute was very thin, stimulating a certain species, and slowly, batch after batch of things crawled out of the city in all directions, and then crawled all the way around the inn next door.

Unfortunately, when the rainy night was ugly, there were no pedestrians on the street, otherwise seeing this scene, so many poisonous snakes licking their tongues around the inn would not be scared to death.

Suddenly, the flute's voice became more intonable.

Groups of poisonous snakes surrounding the inn moved, and suddenly rushed to the inn with all their might, and scattered in various wings.

In the dark night, the poisonous snake's body was sharp and flexible, crawling into the side room one by one, and then, one by one, climbed onto the bed, biting down sharply and briskly, bite after bite, bite after bite~

Most of the enemy soldiers who lived in the inn were asleep, and it was less painful for them to die in their sleep.

In another room, Fei Man, who was lying on the bed, heard the familiar sound of the flute, woke up, rubbed her eyes, sighed, and looked at the side of the bed, which was already empty.

She got up from the bed and straightened her clothes.

When she and the master rested, they were dressed together, and the noble man said before that she would do it when she was ugly today, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

She got out of bed, went around the screen, and saw the figure standing in front of the window, and she walked to her master's side, and stood, and looked out the window, wanting to see the inn over there through the rainy night.

After a glance, Fei Man turned his gaze to the master who was using the sound of the flute to control the poison.

She looked at her master with a look of adoration on her face, and she took a closer look at the flute he was using and could see that it was covered with two very slender snakes.

She is a native of southern Xinjiang, and she has been with the Southern Xinjiang Holy Aunt Xuan Fan since she was a child, and she is a disciple selected by the Southern Xinjiang Holy Aunt.

Feiman has to learn Gu art since he was a child, and there are ancestral teachings in southern Xinjiang, one is to continue the tradition of southern Xinjiang, the second is to protect the people of southern Xinjiang, and the third is to contribute to the protection of the dynasty when necessary.

She learned these things naturally, she had to deal with insects since she was a child, and she would not feel scared when she saw such a little snake, but would only give birth to more respect.

The woman in another room on the second floor also heard the sound of the flute with the sound of rain, she closed her eyes and listened carefully to the sound of the flute, and the corner of Chen Huixian's mouth showed a sarcastic smile.

Don't you love to play with Gu poison and Gu things?

What you have in the Yi Dynasty, don't I have it in Xiwu?

The sarcasm at the corners of her mouth grew stronger.

In the inn next door, several men who were keeping vigil had been assassinated by black figures at some point, allowing those snakes and insects to crawl all over the inn.

The inn is not small, with a total of three floors.

The man who lived in a wing room on the third floor was suddenly bitten and his hand stinged, and he was woken up, and he opened his eyes in the dark to see where he had stabbed.

Because it was night, the oil lamp in his room was extinguished, and he couldn't see it clearly and carefully for a while, but when his eyes got used to the night, he saw clearly the marks on his arm, frowned, pushed the woman beside him, and immediately sat up.

The woman he pushed woke up, she rubbed her eyes, and muttered, "What's wrong?"

The man didn't reply to her, but quickly got out of bed, and immediately went to light the oil lamp, as soon as the oil lamp was lit, he quickly looked at the place where he was stinging, his face immediately showed gloom, looked up and swept the room, looked at the half-awake woman on the bed, and said sharply: "Your beast bit me!"

When the woman on the bed heard this, she was suddenly awake when she was half-awake, and then she heard the sound of the flute with the sound of rain, so she quickly got out of bed, put on a coat, and said, "Not good!"

Bai Shan looked at Shuang Lingzi, the gloom on his face became thicker and thicker, this woman, if he didn't want to rely on her to kill Lin Ye, he wouldn't have wronged himself to marry her secretly and touch her!

He was sick just thinking about her dealing with snakes, insects, beasts, and beasts.

Now, isn't that beast she raised biting herself?

The frost Lingzi at this end hurriedly called out the little gold he raised and read the term, but the sound of the flute and the drizzle over there became deeper and louder.

Outside, there was a sudden wind and rain, and the tree swayed so hard that it broke a big tree, and the big tree collapsed and fell.

Shuang Lingzi hurriedly summoned a golden winged silkworm chrysalis out, and whispered in her mouth.

The whirlwind on the other side heard the movement, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she withdrew the flute, opened her mouth, and spit out a silkworm chrysalis with wings that was also golden from her mouth, the difference was that her eyes of this silkworm chrysalis had become golden, while the fly eyes of Frost Lingzi were still black.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and in another wing of the inn, the woman who had been sitting on the soft collapse and looking at the short woman suddenly fell into the soft collapse and took out a long sword from the dresser.

This long sword was brought by her from Chang'an City, and it was also borrowed by her from the Lin Mansion.

This long sword was used by Lin Ye to practice swords when she was young, and it was light and suitable for her.

She took her long sword and pushed open the door, and the man in black next door, who had been listening to the movement, followed and pushed open the door and walked out.

The two walked to the first floor of the inn one after the other.

The inn was so quiet that only their footsteps could be heard, and the men and shopkeepers in the inn had already been stunned by them.

As the two of them went downstairs, the oil lamps in the wing rooms of the inn were all lit one after another.

Chen Huixian walked to the door of the inn and opened the door of the inn, the man in black behind her already had an oil-paper umbrella in his hand at some point, he opened it, held it up for her, and the two of them went out of the inn together.

As they went out, there was movement up and down the inn, and soon a group of black-clothed men with long swords in their hands appeared in the inn next door.

The vipers had already dispersed after the whirlwind retrieved the flute, and next, their group of secret guards were going to kill the remnants.

In the darkness of the night, a woman wearing a Hunan concubine's Seluo skirt had already walked somewhere and stood still, and she looked up at a certain inn.