The white-faced man was taken away from his hat, and suddenly dropped his mourning stick and sat on the ground and wailed. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info this time is really out of Su Zhuo's expectations. And the black-faced man didn't care about his companions at all, and he was still very good at attacking. Su Zhuo picked up the mourning stick that the white-faced man was still on the ground. The stick seemed to be alive, and with a "dang" sound, it blocked the stick of the black-faced man.

At this moment, Su Zhuo suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him. He knew that it was the third man who had finally made a move, so he didn't have time to turn around and pounced forward. Although this man also made a mourning stick, his power was not comparable to that of the previous two. Su Zhuo only felt that the stick behind him was like a shadow, and it was always less than three feet away from his back. He was so forced by this man that he couldn't turn around.

At this moment, the black-faced man also attacked from the side. Su Zhuo snorted coldly, paused at his feet, and actually stopped. The stick of the man behind him arrived as scheduled, and it had already touched Su Zhuo's clothes. Su Zhuo's waist twisted, and the stick rubbed against Su Zhuo's back shirt, and with a "bang", it slammed into the black-faced man's stick. The black-faced man was hit straight back. This trick is quite risky, but it also pays off. Su Zhuo took advantage of the situation and jumped forward and turned around.

The man behind him also withdrew his mourning stick and stood coldly. Su Zhuo was even more surprised when he saw his face. It turned out that the left half of the man's face was pitch black, but the right half was pale. Such a strange situation, Su Zhuo had never seen it. The two-faced man said coldly: "Your Excellency's skills are not unknown, please leave Wan'er behind!"

Su Zhuo also sneered: "I see that you are not bad, why do you want to pretend to be a ghost?"

The two-faced man's eyes flashed, and suddenly there were words in his mouth, like a mantra. Su Zhuozheng felt strange, and suddenly heard a scream. His heart sank, and he saw that the black-faced man actually came to Duan Lihua's side at some point, holding a dagger in one hand, across the little girl's neck, and pinching her shoulder with the other.

The two-faced man said: "This girl is here with Your Excellency, right? It seems that tonight is her time to die!"

Su Zhuo's face was gloomy, anger surged in his heart, and he said coldly: "You'd better let my friend go now, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!"

The two-faced man sneered and said, "It's a pity that the last thing I'm afraid of is threats!" After speaking, there were words in his mouth again, and the black-faced man really brought the dagger in his hand closer to Duan Lihua's white neck.

The corners of Su Zhuo's mouth suddenly showed a hideous smile, his eyes flashed red, and he suddenly disappeared in place. The two-faced man was startled, and suddenly turned around, and saw that Su Zhuo was already standing in front of Duan Lihua, holding the black-faced man's hand holding the knife tightly with one hand, and pressing the black-faced man's forehead with the other palm. Before the black-faced man could react, blood was spurting from the top of his head, and he was dying.

The two-faced man was startled, knowing that he was by no means Su Zhuo's opponent, the mourning stick in his hand lightly touched the ground, his body flew up in the air, took off and landed twice, and he had already disappeared into the forest. As soon as the man was gone, the white-faced man seemed even more frenzied, holding his head and limping into the woods.

Su Zhuo let go of his hand, and the black-faced man's body suddenly fell to the ground. Duan Lihua pursed her mouth, and finally cried at this time. The red light in Su Zhuo's eyes gradually faded, he sighed, and said gently, "Frightened, right?"

Duan Lihua suddenly threw herself into his arms, cried for a while, and suddenly pushed Su Zhuo away, looking at his unfamiliar fat face, she felt funny, and couldn't cry or laugh for a while. Su Zhuo smiled: "Okay, let's go back." ”

Duan Lihua suddenly said angrily: "Your martial arts are so good, it turns out that you have been lying to me!"

Su Zhuo smiled: "You haven't asked me if I know martial arts?"

Duan Lihua seemed to feel that Su Zhuo was reasonable, and she opened her mouth and was speechless. After Su Zhuo finished speaking, he left, Duan Lihua was scared after all, and hurriedly followed. The two went back to their huts and went to sleep. However, this night, both of them were just as sleepless. Duan Lihua was naturally frightened, while Su Zhuo kept thinking about the strange things he encountered tonight and the strange man with two faces.

Finally staying up until dawn, Su Zhuo packed his bags and called Duan Lihua to set off. Duan Lihua rubbed her red eyes and asked blankly, "Where are you going so early?"

Su Zhuo smiled: "Today is the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, and we still have to go to hang my friend!"

Duan Lihua patted her head and said, "Tomorrow is the wedding day of your show girl, look at my brain! Then let's go quickly, don't delay the big thing!"

Su Zhuo sighed, smiled slightly, put the burden on his shoulder, took Duan Lihua's hand, and went out side by side. The village was filled with the smell of death, and there was no life in the early morning. Duan Lihua sat on the back of a donkey, led by Su Zhuo, and walked out of the village quickly, all the way to Chengdu Mansion. After only half a day's work, the two entered the city.

Only when you enter the city can you experience the weather of the land of abundance. Because it has been closed in recent years, there are lights everywhere. There are also more stalls of all kinds of snacks and gadgets on the streets. Naughty children are in groups of three or five, playing and making trouble along the streets and alleys. From time to time, one or two firecrackers are heard, which is frightening.

Entering here, Duan Lihua gradually dissipated the haze left in her heart last night, and looked left and right in a novel way. Su Zhuo sighed: "It's going to be the New Year!" and stopped talking.

Duan Lihua didn't understand why he was suddenly melancholy, his eyes blinked, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Su Zhuo did not wander around, but walked through a few streets and entered a courtyard. This courtyard is different from other houses, there are no red lanterns, no Spring Festival couplets, and there is no trace of New Year's weather.

Duan Lihua was feeling strange, and Su Zhuo stepped forward and knocked on the knocker gently. It took a long time for the door to slowly open. The door was opened by a woman in her thirties, who looked carefully and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

If Hua Ping and Yan Linglong were here, they would know that this woman was Ma Zhen's wife. Back then, in Beijing, Ma Zhen's family was captured by Wei Qian in the privy envoy's mansion to frame Su Zhuo. Thanks to the two of them for saving them out. But what they want to thank the most is Su Zhuo, but unfortunately they have never met. What's more, Su Zhuo was already a philistine businessman at this time, and even his voice was deliberately lowered. He said: "We are friends of Master Ma, and I heard that he passed away suddenly, so we came here to pay our respects. ”

The woman still did not let her guard down, and said, "But I have never heard my husband mention you!"

Su Zhuo saluted and said: "It turned out to be Sister-in-law Ma, I can't hide it, I only have a few relationships with Master Ma, but they are incompatible." Sister-in-law, don't worry, we just want to come and put incense in front of Master Ma's spirit, and we will leave in a while!"

Su Zhuo pretended to be a businessman in his forties, but he shouted one by one. Duan Lihua only found it interesting, but Mrs. Ma was very embarrassed. She opened the door and whispered, "Then please come in!"

Su Zhuo followed Mrs. Ma and suddenly asked, "May I ask when did Master Ma pass away?" Master Ma has always been in good health, how could he suddenly die violently?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Ma's eyes turned a little red, and she said: "My husband came home that day, but who knows that he will ...... the next day" (to be continued.) )