Chapter 9 The Ant Ridge on a Moonlit Night Explores the Depths, and Picks the Enemy Chieftain in Danger

In the blink of an eye, it was a few days, the day was getting late, the sun was already falling, the sky was full of red glow, and Ning Yu, who had been busy all day, was still standing at the door of the inn and watching.

In the distance, a caravan drove several carriages slowly and stopped in front of the Dong Inn.

Ning Yu glanced at the emblem on the car, and stepped forward with a smile on his face to talk: "Guest officer, is this a hotel?"

A man in a long shirt jumped out of the first car, carried a package in his hand, nodded and said, "It's getting late, stay for one night and then leave." There are still enough rooms in your inn, and there are a dozen of us. I just asked two inns in front, and they all said that they were full. ”

Ning Yu said with a smile: "Today, our inn has a lot of top-notch people, few hotels, and several guest rooms, so it's no problem to live more than a dozen people." ”

The man in the long shirt said again: "I want a room for myself, and you can watch the arrangement for my subordinates." By the way, we will eat dinner in the room, and we will be brought to it later. ”

"Come on. Ning Yu shouted and opened the courtyard door on the side: "Guest officer, the car is rushing inside, and the small one will help you unload the goods." ”

The man in the long shirt beckoned his subordinates to follow Ning Yu to drive the carriage into the yard, and the group moved the goods into the warehouse, locked the door, and Ning Yu handed over the key to the man in the long shirt for safekeeping.

After finishing the work, Ning Yu took the man in the long shirt to the front hall to register, received the room card, and led everyone into the guest room.

Subsequently, Dong Sihai cooked a meal in the back kitchen and packed the food box, and Ning Yu went to deliver the meal without mentioning it.

The night was like ink, it was already the third watch at this moment, everyone had already slept, and a black shadow suddenly flashed in the dim moonlight.

The black shadow was athletic, and he followed the shadows under the wall all the way to the guest room in the backyard.

He jumped lightly, climbed the outer edge of the small building, like an ape, climbed up to the second floor in three or two strokes, and hung an upside-down golden hook on the eaves of the second floor, he first listened to the window, then poked his finger through the window paper and looked at it carefully, and then turned to the next window. After a few rooms, it finally stopped outside the window where the man in the long shirt stayed this afternoon.

The shadow was more cautious, probing outside the window for a few moments, and then pulled out a black-painted dagger from his sleeve and poked it into the crack of the window, priing it open little by little.

After opening the window, the black shadow cat stuck the window with the cotton cloth prepared in advance, so as not to make a sound, rubbed his body into the room, and fell to the ground, the whole process was silent.

On the bed, the man in the long shirt breathed deeply, slept very deadly, and looked at it by the moonlight, and there was nothing unusual in the room. The black shadow lay on the ground and waited for a while, but the breathing on the bed was still as steady as ever, without the slightest change. Only then did he slowly get up and grope around the room.

The man in the long shirt carried a package with him when he stayed in the hotel, and he put it next to his pillow at the moment. The dark shadow didn't notice it anywhere else in the room, so his eyes were fixed on the package. He approached the bed lightly, took the dagger in his left hand and held it horizontally in front of him, and reached for the package with his right hand.

As soon as the package was grabbed in his hand, the black shadow shook suddenly, and the dagger in his left hand stabbed into the bed without hesitation.

A sneer came from the darkness, and the man on the bed snapped up, dodging the dagger, and grabbed the shadow with one hand like a sharp claw.

The black shadow dagger pierced the air, and it was not good. When he just picked up the package, he suddenly saw that the hanger next to him was empty, and he was alarmed, and he planned to strike first, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to dodge his killing move at such a short distance. There was no time to think about anything else, the black shadow kicked his feet on the edge of the bed, and with the help of his strength, he suddenly withdrew from the attack range of the man in the long shirt, and without making any stops, he jumped out of the window.

The man in the long shirt was silent, his right hand knocked on his waist, a soft sword popped out, and he caught it with his hand, and then chased him out through the window as soon as he was short.

The black shadow did not stop, ran to the corner of the wall and stretched out his hand, and came out over the wall, the man in the long shirt followed, and the two of them ran into the mountains south of the inn in a blink of an eye.

The cultivation of the man in the long shirt was obviously higher than the black shadow, the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer, the black shadow changed direction several times, but he couldn't get rid of the other party, and he saw that the long shirt was already behind the black shadow.

The long sword swept out, and in the moonlight, it brought up a silver rainbow and wiped it out of the black shadow's waist.

The black shadow couldn't dodge, so he could only turn around and stop, the dagger in his hand barely blocked, and with a crisp sound, a trace of sparks appeared in the night, and the black shadow's figure exploded.

The long shirt sneered, and pounced again, the soft sword in his hand was like a spirit snake spitting out several sword flowers, shrouding the black shadow Zhou up and down. The black shadow was startled, and the dagger waved, barely blocking the two, and with a muffled snort, a bloody flower splashed under his ribs. The face was cold, and the masked towel was also split in two.

Under the moonlight, the face of the black shadow was pale, and there was a bloodshot hanging from the corner of his mouth, it was Ning Yu.

"It's you!" said with a sword in a long shirt to block the path of the black shadow, and said in a gloomy voice, "Who are you? Why do you want to visit my room at night?"

Ning Yu didn't answer, but asked: "I personally sent the food, and I cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks by myself, I obviously saw that the food was clean, why didn't you get drugged?"

Changsam smiled: "I have no other advantages in this person, but I am the most cautious in my life, I often come and go on this official road, those inns have never been full, there are not many pedestrians on the road today, but the guests are full, and it is just that your house is not full." Such a coincidence is that I can't help but be cautious. To tell you the truth, I didn't touch any of the food you delivered, but let my subordinates eat it. But I didn't expect that sleeping in my clothes for the convenience of mobility would make you find the horse's feet and avoid my grasp. But that's the end of it. ”

After the long shirt finished speaking, the soft sword in his hand shook, faster than lightning stabbed out several swords, Ning Yu gritted his teeth and fought again, only to hear the exchange of weapons in the array, the silver light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it was five or six rounds.

The cultivation of the long shirt is obviously above Ning Yu, and he is at ease in his shots, and the attack of the long sword must be the key point of Ning Yu, but Ning Yu is extremely difficult, not only is his cultivation inferior to the other party, but the weapon is not competent, so he can only fight and retreat, and try his best to maintain. Fortunately, there are rocks on the mountain, and there are trees blocking it, and the swordsmanship of the long shirt is a little unwieldy, Ning Yu only defends and does not attack, although the danger is full of dangers, and his life is safe for the time being. However, in the battle, the wound under Ning Yu's ribs was bleeding nonstop, and his physical strength gradually became exhausted, and he fought for several rounds, one could not be covered, his waist and eyes were stabbed by the long shirt, and the severe pain came, Ning Yu was no longer able to support it, and one staggered and half knelt on the ground. Before Ning Yu could struggle to get up, the long shirt smiled, and the long sword swung over, Ning Yu only felt that his hand was light, and the dagger had been picked up and flew out, and then his shoulders sank, and the sword of the long shirt was already between his neck.

"Tell me, who are you from?What are you looking for in my room?"

Ning Yu endured the severe pain, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You don't need to ask, you can ask in vain." Since grandpa missed, just do it, just do it, don't let grandpa wait!"

The long shirt's eyes shrank, he snorted coldly, the sword light in his hand flashed, and a sword stabbed Ning Yu's leg, Ning Yu couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped up, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, just a pair of eyes staring at the long shirt with resentment.

"Okay, there's a kind!" Chang Yi sneered: "I want to see how hard your mouth can be, and I will have a good time to entertain you today!" As he spoke, another sword stabbed Ning Yu's other leg.

Ning Yu screamed again, the severe pain hit, he couldn't help but tremble all over, he could no longer maintain a half-kneeling position, and the whole person sat on the ground, his legs were dripping with blood. He bit his lip so white that blood oozed from between his teeth.

"Phew!" Ning Yu spat out a mouthful of blood foam with all his might, and said in a trembling voice: "Grandson! There is a kind of pleasure for grandpa!

The face of the long shirt turned iron-blue, and without saying a word, the sword light in his hand flashed, turning Ning Yu into a bloody man in the blink of an eye. Ning Yu's whole body shook into a sieve, but there were foul words in his mouth, and he couldn't stop scolding!

"Good! good! good!" "The long shirt was scolded by Ning Yu out of real anger, his whole body trembled with anger, the soft sword in his right hand was raised high, and he said hatefully: "Since you want to die, the master will fulfill you!"

Under the moonlight, Ning Yu's eyes were closed, and a silver rainbow flashed among the mountains and forests, crossing a cold arc.

With a sound of gold and iron, the arc came to an abrupt end!

Ning Yu opened his eyes, and the sword of the long robe could stop at his neck, and it was difficult to advance any more.

A slightly chubby figure squatted beside Ning Yu, and two snow-white fingers stopped in front of him, and between his fingers was the soft sword that was still trembling slightly. It is said that the killer of a killer is often mysterious because he will skillfully hide it. The hand of the dirty hand has always been very mysterious, and even people who have known the dirty hand for a long time rarely notice the hand of the dirty hand. Now that the dirty hand stopped in front of his eyes, Ning Yu realized that a butcher's fingers were so slender, so white, well-proportioned, and there was no trace of excess fat.

There was an eerie silence in the mountains and forests.

The eyes of the long shirt gradually widened, a trace of horror slowly climbed up to his face, and he caught his angry blow with two fingers, and the long shirt gasped, dropped the sword, and turned to flee.

"Don't be so tough next time, the stinky problem you contracted as a soldier has to be changed, and we have to be more tactful in this business. I happened to arrive this time, and if I came half a minute late, you would be hanging!"

Ning Yu muttered a sentence in his mouth when he heard this, but he didn't hear it clearly, and just about to ask, Ning Yu had already fainted with his head crooked.

The dirty hand put Ning Yu flat on the ground, carefully dressed the wound with medicine, stood up and looked at the long shirt that had escaped far away, and said to himself: "This is your official entrance ceremony." As he spoke, he stepped out, and the person was already a few feet away.

The trees on both sides flashed in the eyes of the long shirt as if they were regressing, and the long shirt ran wildly for his life, not even daring to turn his head, his internal force surged out wildly, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to escape, to escape faster, to escape farther. He felt a little frivolous under his feet, a sign of excessive internal force. But he couldn't care less, he ran forward vigorously, gradually, the forest became sparse, his eyes could already see the buildings on both sides of the official road, as long as he got closer, he could shout loudly to attract people's attention, and even run into the inn, he knew that people who had been in the dark for a long time would not easily expose themselves to the public, as long as he ran into the inn, he had a great chance of surviving. He even thought that as long as he could survive tonight, he would leave this place tomorrow and return to his hometown, and he was willing to give up any money, wealth, status and fame, as long as he could survive.

"Run slowly, it's tiring to chase someone. ”

There was a hint of laughter in his voice, but in the ears of the long shirt, it seemed to come from the Nine Hidden Underworld, and the long shirt turned his head in a trance, and immediately lost his soul. I saw a slightly obese figure beside me walking leisurely and keeping pace with him, and in the moonlight, a slightly chubby round face looked at him with a smile.

"Don't. Spare ......"

The fat figure waved his right hand, and the words of the long shirt stuck in his throat. The long shirt felt that he was flying high, the heavens and the earth spun, and vaguely, he saw a familiar figure at the edge of the mountain forest, headless, and slowly fell to the ground at the edge of the forest.

The dirty hand stopped, crouched beside the corpse, reached out and groped for a letter in the bosom of the robe, shook it open, looked at it by the moonlight, and nodded with satisfaction.

He put the letter in his bosom and whistled with his fingers.

More than a dozen figures appeared from the mountains and forests, leaving a few people to dispose of the corpses of the long robes, and the rest took advantage of the moonlight to sneak in the direction of the Dong Family Inn.