Yang Jun and Niu Qun are both martial arts masters in their twenties, with strong waists and round waists, in addition to playing with various guns, they are also proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

Yang Jun is good at making knives, and the herd is good at using bows and arrows, and the two of them cooperate, and the sword and arrow are one, and no one is invincible. Since their debut at the Shaolin Temple in Wutai Mountain, they have not encountered an opponent. Not long ago, Liu Zihao considered that the family in the house had a big business, the world was not peaceful, the warlords were fighting, partisan disputes, and the war was in chaos, so he did not hesitate to invite Yang Jun and the herd of cattle to be the leader of the nursing home, guarding the Liu family's wealth day and night.

As the saying goes, take people's money to eliminate disasters for others. Yang Jun and the herd didn't say a word, returned to their respective residences, simply packed their bags, brought long spears and short boxes, big knives and bows and arrows, led more than a dozen carefully selected family guards, walked out of Liu's mansion overnight, and tracked down the black-clothed masked man......

After Yang Jun and the herd left, Liu Zihao and the housekeeper Ma Jingming sat silently in the living room, and were disturbed by the masked night walker.

Liu Zihao, as the head of the Liu Mansion, is even more heavy in the face of the eventful autumn. He is 42 years old this year, he is five big and three thick, tall and burly, especially his head is surprisingly big, although he is already in the Republic of China, he seems to be very nostalgic for the fallen Qing Dynasty, and he still has a thick and long braid on his head, which is often coiled on his head, making his originally huge head bigger. The poor people in Xiaogushan all call him "Liu Datou" or "Liu Datou" behind his back!

At this moment, Liu Datou is still squinting a pair of eyes like a screaming donkey, a nose like a small sandbag, and a fork with a big mouth like a ** ditch, and his extra-large head is connected to his stubby neck, motionless, like a zombie mummy.

Because his head is large, heavy, and has a large capacity, his brain naturally has more cells than the average person, and it is quite active. He thought a lot, and he knew that although he had offended many poor ghosts, he had been made obedient by himself, and no one dared to openly resist. So, who is this black-clad masked man, and what is the purpose of his trip?

Liu Zihao thought about it for a long, long time, but still didn't understand, so he turned around and took down an old American-made shotgun with five consecutive rounds from the wall, picked up a silk scarf casually, and wiped it with care. This old shotgun is old and rusty, but Liu Zihao likes it very much. Because he is also a very good grassland hunter, every year in autumn and winter, he has to take the family members of the house into the prairie to hunt, catch some game, get some good skins, and prepare for winter. He was thinking in his heart, if any outlaw who didn't know the height of the earth came to the mansion again, Lao Tzu would definitely use this old shotgun to knock off his eyeballs, so that he would never see the light of day and not see this world!

Liu Zihao suddenly thought of someone again, so he said: "Butler, you go to the government of the Republic of China in Lucao County tomorrow, find the second master of the mansion and my younger brother Liu Ziwen, and tell him what happened in our mansion today, which can be regarded as a police report, and ask him to send more police officers and garrisons to capture the black-clothed masked man as soon as possible, so as to get rid of a piece of Lao Tzu's heart disease......

Ma shrewdly stretched his slender neck, raised a slender horse face, and said cautiously and resignedly: "Okay, master, the villain will do it as soon as it dawns." ”

Ma Jingming is a land-sitting household in Xiaogushan, he is thirty-five or sixteen years old, and he was born in Xiucai at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and opened a private school in Xiaogushan ten years ago. Because he was educated, shrewd and capable, he was later invited by Liu Zihao to Liu's mansion as a housekeeper. On weekdays, he likes to slave the master and oppress the township. He won the trust of Liu Zihao and the Liu family, and was in charge of the money of the Liu Mansion and the key to the warehouse.

At this time, as soon as Liu Zihao waved his hand, Ma Jingming retreated, and walked to the door to meet with the new Wang Ma who was holding tea.

Seeing the strange Wang Ma walking in, Liu Zihao opened his yelling donkey's eyes wide, and he thought to himself that the maid who was doing chores was not Zheng Xiaotian's wife? When did he change people, why didn't Lao Tzu know what to do? So, he immediately called the horse steward back to ask what was going on?

To say that such a big Liu Mansion can be replaced by a small maid casually, he, Liu Zihao, as the head of the family, should generally not be asked.

But because a black-clothed masked man appeared in the house tonight, it made him nervous, so he became suspicious and wanted to ask.

Ma Jingming had just walked a short distance outside the door, and when he heard the master calling him, he trotted back to the living room, and stood in front of Liu Zihao respectfully and honestly, leaning forward with a slender and thin body, like a sick giraffe, and asked, "Master, what else do you command?"

At this time, Wang Ma walked briskly to a table of eight immortals in front of Liu Zihao, refilled him with tea, and then quickly retreated. Because as long as the old man is in the living room, no matter when, the tea bowl in front of him can't be intermittent.

Liu Zihao was still sitting on a tiger skin chair, his eyes half-open and half-closed like a screaming donkey. The huge head, reflected in the red light of a few candles on the bronze wall, took on the outline of a strange monster.

Liu Zihao saw that Wang Ma poured tea and left, pointed to her back and asked, "This woman ...... It's the new maid, isn't it?"

Ma Jingming saw that the old man suddenly asked about Wang Ma, and he didn't know what Lu Dao's intentions were, so he nodded and said tentatively: "Yes, sir, look at her...... Isn't it young, beautiful and beautiful?"

"Bastard!" Liu Zihao slapped the table, glared at the beads, and scolded angrily: "Damn, you evil dog slave, who asked you this? I mean Zheng Xiaotian's wife is gone?"

"Oh......" Ma Jingming was taken aback by the old man's anger, and said cautiously: "You said that Zheng Xiaotian's wife, Mother Zhao, was driven away by the eldest lady." ”

"Didn't people do a good job, what did they take away, did something happen?"

"You...... That day, the string of seeds in the grandmother's room suddenly disappeared, and the grandmother suspected that Zhao's mother stole it, and it happened that Zhao's mother took leave to go home that day, and the grandmother was even more suspicious that she did it, and she was so angry that she went crazy, so she went to Zheng Xiaotian's house in person to beat and scold Zhao's mother. At that time, I also persuaded the eldest grandmother that the old man was not at home and would wait for the old man to come back, but the eldest grandmother's temper did not let us follow, so she went to Zheng's house alone...... Only later did I find out that I had really wronged Zhao's mother. But it was too late, and the grandmother quit her that night. ”

"Ah, Lao Tzu has only been gone for a few days, so why don't you tell Lao Tzu in time?" Liu Zihao glared at Ma Jingming angrily.

Ma Jingming was frightened by the anger and abuse of his master, and his originally bent waist was even more bent, almost turning into a ninety-degree right-angle bend: "This...... This little thing, the villain didn't dare to alarm your old man. ”

"Okay......" Liu Zihao thought thoughtfully, returned to normal, half-squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "So, that ...... Hunter Zheng Xiaotian didn't come to make any trouble, did he?"

"Hehe......" Ma Jingming's little mung bean-like mouse eyes flashed slyly: "No matter how powerful he Zheng Xiaotian is, no matter how accurate his gun is, no matter how accurate his arrows are, it is impossible for him to come to find trouble." ”

"What's the matter? You kid be clear, don't spit out!"

"That day...... By the way, that is, in the middle of the night when the grandmother drove Zhao's mother home, Zheng Xiaotian came back from hunting in the big meadow, and on the way back to the village, he encountered bandits and was killed. ”

"Huh......? How is this possible?" Liu Zihao heard this, half-convinced, and immediately got up from the tiger skin chair, pacing back and forth on the floor of the house with a disordered pace......