Chapter Seventy-Eight: Thirteen Shadows
Behind the front door of the Buddha,
Male front female back.
The two of them gradually walked out,
The corpse water flowed slowly.
Flowing, walking, walking.
I haven't flowed far, I haven't walked a few steps, I haven't walked outside the formation boundary...
"Salsa"
The girl in the back tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes in front: "Wait." ”
The two stopped...
"What's wrong?" Xia Xun asked strangely as he looked at Peony with a sideways face.
Smell...
Peony pursed her lips, sniffed lightly, and glanced around suspiciously. Like a little squirrel looking for food.
"Jinchuang Medicine..."
"Hemostatic grass..."
"There are also some back mother flowers, sunflower fruits, and coffin wood..."
Peony quickly turned her eyes, and her gaze was finally fixed on the depths of the alley outside the ancestral hall. Her face gradually became a little cautious: "It's those archmages who are here..."
......
When Xia Xun heard this, his heart suddenly flickered, and he immediately followed the peony's gaze, and several wisps of invisible divine consciousness spread out at the same time!
merely
At this time, the alley is dark, quiet, except for vaguely watching some birds flying, where are there any figures?
"Are you mistaken? I can't feel any other breath other than those villagers before..."Looking at the hidden alley, Xia Xun said affirmatively.
"You can't be wrong, two of them have been seriously injured recently, and they still smell of ointment..."
Peony's phoenix eyebrows twisted into curved leaves, and said in the same affirmative tone: "They are still two miles away from here, and they should be on the path we passed when we came. I'm almost in the village..."
“......”
Xia Xun was speechless...
There are still people two miles away, and the peonies are smelled. This smell is a little too scary.
"Can you smell what kind of cultivation they are, or any other smell?" Xia Xun couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Do you think I'm a puppy?"
Peony pouted and looked at Xia Xun resentfully.
"Uh... I'm just asking, I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong. Xia Xun hurriedly waved his hand to explain.
Peony lowered her mouth and said angrily: "I'm just very sensitive to herbs..."
"How... Do you want to take them down?"
"Hehe..."Xia Xun smirked and scratched the bridge of his nose: "Actually, I'm thinking, if there are a lot of people, how can we run away..."
“......”
"There's only one way out of the village, I'm afraid I can't run away..."Peony said seriously.
"Let me think..."
"Then you'll have to hurry, they're coming fast..."
"How fast?"
"Half a moment. ”
“......”
Xia Xun scratched his nose and pondered for a while: "Maybe we can hide for a while before making plans." ”
“......”
"Hiding in a village house?" asked Peony.
Xia Xun shook his head and denied: "According to the dog baby, these archmages will go to the village to arrest people... I'm afraid it's not safe to hide outside. I mean, we're just hiding here..."
"Hiding here?"
As she spoke, Peony carefully glanced around the ancestral hall: "However, there is no suitable place to hide here?"
As soon as the words were finished, Peony's eyelashes jumped, and she looked at a nearby coffin in fear...
"You don't want to hide, do you?"
Xia Xun shook his head and smiled, but did not speak. Turning around and walking slowly, he walked directly towards the center of the ancestral hall.
Peony was a little curious, but she didn't think much about it. Grab the hem of your skirt and put your little heels behind you.
The two of them didn't take a few steps before retreating to the place where they had just picked the "corpse grass".
"You'll wait for me. ”
Xia Xun casually moved the corpses of the people who had been removed back to the open space where the corpses were originally piled up...
"Hidden in the corpse?" asked Peony again.
"It's not..."
After moving a few corpses back and forth, Xia Xun didn't continue to let Peony guess the riddle.
He took a few steps forward, walked to the statue of the Laughing Buddha, stretched out two fingers, and tapped on the statue's cross-legged place...
"Duh..."
Two crisp echoes, with the sound of finger knocks...
"Can you pry up your grass?"
“......”
In the moonlit night, with the wind blowing, through half a mile of secluded alleys...
In front of the entrance of the village, on the path.
The barren field trail, the livestock maggots, and some figures, a total of thirteen, are approaching...
Taking advantage of the dark night, these thirteen figures, like thirteen living ghosts, walked in the weird and terrifying field path. Silent, less speechless, walking like the wind, moving like a snake. It is extremely difficult to detect their existence.
They all wore tight-fitting black shirts and black pants around their bodies, and they all wore a blue-faced fanged hungry ghost mask on their faces, leaving only two eyes to see. The only thing that can distinguish them is the various blades they wield.
Xiao, fan, ruler, silver sword, iron sword are different, among them there is actually a white bamboo slip! Most of them are gentlemen's weapons, all of them are cold and flashing, and you can know that it is extraordinary at a glance!
However, such a righteous blade is paired with such a terrifying outfit, which makes people feel so awkward no matter how they look at it.
Take advantage of the dark night, the shadows walk, the wind blows...
Thirteen people talked little all the way, straight into the deserted village, into the alley.
Just entered the alley!
And then they moved...
"Let's do something..."
"Brush, brush, brush!"
Without any warning, with a shout, the thirteen figures turned into afterimages almost at the same time, and they scattered in all directions, rushing into the village houses on both sides of the alley.
"Brush, brush, click, click..."
For a while, up and down the alley, the sound of small and broken footsteps accompanied by the sound of the wind hitting the doors and windows was everywhere. The afterimage that could not be seen clearly scurried through the alleys of the house at great speed.
Fast!
It's blazing fast!
Entering the house and crossing the alley, one of them couldn't breathe, and there was an extra corpse shadow in the hands of those remnants, and without hesitation, they continued to run into the next village house...
The village houses they entered were different, as if they had already been assigned tasks, and there was no repetition. Entering and leaving the house, carrying corpses across the alley, all the movements did not slow down at all, and at a glance, they knew that they had definitely done this kind of thing more than once or twice, and they were very skilled.
The afterimage is connected, and it is dozens of breaths...
Half a mile of secluded alleys, except for a few village houses with closed doors and windows, the rest of the village houses were all swept by thirteen shadows, running all the way from the head of the village to the end of the village...
"Brush..."
Alley tail,
Thirteen afterimages, re-realized, gathered in front of the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain.
After some dramatic movement, their breathing was still calm and steady.
It's just that
At this time, each of them had two or three more human corpses taken out of the village house...
"Poof!"
The leader of the thirteen shadows vigorously kicked open the hidden wooden door, and the two door panels were kicked by him to break a corner.
"Dada~"
"Bad luck!"
He seems to be in a bad mood... The two human corpses he was carrying in his hand were casually thrown to the ground by him, and he stood aside alone with a silver sword.
"Da-da..."
The leader was followed by a man in black with a silver sword. He threw the corpse a little farther away...
Then, he also stood beside the leader: "Bear with it again... In a few days, the affairs of the village were over. ”
The sound is very small, but the ancestral hall is surrounded by walls and is impermeable. So, no matter how small the voice is, everyone here can hear it clearly...
"Heh... Don't dream, after finishing this village, the people above will let us rest for a month at most..."The speaker, holding a handful of white bamboo slips. After he put down the corpse, he walked to the red flag closest to the door and crouched down...
Skillfully slashing with one hand in the air...
After a while, a white light gradually bloomed from between his fingers...
"Solution!"
With a soft shout, two fingers straight to the red flag!
"Hum..."
The red flags gathered and shook for a while, emitting a few faint wisps of bright red, and soon they were dark again...
He stood up and continued, "Listen to the Lord of the Incense, that Lord has already found the next place. I guess it won't be long before we get back to the ground and we'll have to get on with things..."
The ten black-clothed men who followed behind the three walked into the ancestral hall one after another, and they all threw the corpses in their hands to the ground at will.
"Do what you do. Now that you're on this path, don't think about turning back. The man in black with an iron fan kicked away the corpses piled up on the ground. Suddenly stunned slightly, he said, "By the way, how did the corpse gas here leak today?"
Beside him, a black-clothed man with a jade flute replied innocently: "I guess that kid sneaked in again..."
"Heh~" He sneered and continued: "But it doesn't matter, that kid won't live for a few days anyway." When things are done, he will feel better. ”
Seeing that the corpses had been placed in the ancestral hall, the person holding the bamboo slip took out some medicine bottles from his arms and distributed them to the other black-clothed people one by one, "Don't stand stupidly, hurry up and feed the potions." Otherwise, when the incense master comes, he will curse again. ”
These men in black seem to be very afraid of the "incense master" in these words. After taking the medicine bottle, they all consciously squatted down, opened the mouth of the newly thrown corpse near their body, and poured the potion in the bottle into it.
When the medicine entered the mouth of the corpse, the corpse of the person who was poured with the medicine immediately turned a miserable green, and the greasy corpse water quickly flowed out from the seven orifices...
While feeding the medicine, the fan bearer turned his eyes to the two black-clothed men with silver swords closest to the door, and asked in a deep voice, "You two have had a hard time lately, haven't you?"
"Humph!"
The leader, who had rarely spoken, snorted coldly, and answered in a strange voice: "That battle was provoked by the crazy woman of Xianxing. Now that she's gone north and Chang Le is gone, do you think our lives will be better?"
"Da~"
The jade flute man grabbed the corpse of the person who had been fed the medicine and threw it far away into the depths of the ancestral hall. Then he turned to look at the two silver swords, and his eyes flashed with contempt:
"Heh, don't get cheap and sell well... In that war, the salted fish you stole back and handed in was enough for us to sneak around for three or four years. What's the point of being snubbed now..."
He paused, sank a little yang, and continued gloomily: "Besides, now that the two houses have merged, and the old enmity is gone, it will be much easier for you to steal people in the future. ”
"Dada~"
The leader kicked the corpse of the person on the ground into the red flag barrier with two heavy feet: "What's the use of stealing so many people? Isn't it so many years that we haven't stolen enough people? I'm fed up with living with my head every day!"
"Da~" He kicked the corpse next to him twice.
"Be careful," the man with the bamboo slip persuaded in a deep voice.
The other silver sword beside the leader slowly stood up and said solemnly: "Actually, my brother is right. We didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in that adult's gourd. If he is going to make us do things for the rest of our lives, will we just keep going on secretly?"
A man in black holding a wooden ruler put away the empty medicine bottle, glanced at the other twelve men in black reluctantly, and said bitterly: "You're right, no one wants to live like this anymore... But do we have any other way? Do you two brothers still want to go back to that rotten fishing village and fish for a living and be bullied?"
Let's talk about it.
The other twelve people in the audience almost at the same time had dark eyes and sighed helplessly. It seems that everyone has an unspeakable grievance in their hearts...
“......”
"Hey~ I don't know what that adult is going to do with so many salted fish..."
"I heard that a village has been burned down in the north of the city recently..."
“......”