Chapter Thirteen
"Guest, here!" The ship owner shouted.
Down the river, when returning to Yunya County, the setting sun in the west will fall, and the eastern moon will rise to the east. For a time, the moon and the moon will meet each other, and the spectacle will suddenly occur.
Wang Cunye looked down, left two small strings of copper coins, and jumped up from a fast-worn board in front of the deck and landed on the river bank.
From here to the Taoist Temple, there are sixty miles of road. At this time, it is almost night, and no ox cart or horse cart can be found. I immediately set foot on the road and walked one way. The sun sinks, the moon shines, and the night completely covers the area. sky.
On August 30, Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, passing all the way, walking through a small ditch, crossing the forest, as the night deepens, the chill gradually oozes, and the feet gradually carry dew.
Seeing Hao Yue hanging high, the chill was heavy, and sometimes black gas was pushed from west to east. Wang Cunye changed his color slightly, felt a piece of dough, and didn't want to rush away at night.
In this world, ghosts and demons often show traces, even at night, there are many feminines, and folks sometimes come out to hit ghosts at night, so the people close the door early to sleep as soon as they arrive at night.
Although Wang Cunye was not afraid, he didn't want to entangle with them for no reason. At present, he saw a temple at the entrance of the village, the walls of the mountain gate and the courtyard were all broken, and there was a plaque on the main entrance.
When he opened the door and looked inside, Wang Cunye froze. There was a bonfire in it, the heating was permeating, and there was a smell of fragrant beef. There were two of them.
As soon as Wang Cunye frowned, he stepped forward. When he looked inside, the deities molded the little god. The idols were blurred, but the wooden fence in front of the deities was now dismantled and ignited.
The two turned their faces. One was a tolerance dress, and a waist knife and a chain lock were not far away. Another was wearing a green coat, looking burly, and using beef.
The two met Wang Cunye, their eyes flashed and they exchanged glances.
Wang Cunye stepped forward and said, "Second, Qiu Lu is so deep that he wets his clothes.
The two looked at each other, and Tolerance said, "Anyway, just bake yourself."
Wang Cunye took a step closer, drying his clothes, a little dry, and saw a little hoe on the coals, which revealed the fragrance of wine, and a few pieces of beef were roasting to eat.
Take a closer look. The statues in the temple are blurred, and the incense sticks on them have been decayed. It can be seen that no one has sacrificed for months.
"Oh!" Wang Cunye glanced at the idol, and saw that there was still a weak spirit wave in the idol. Then he saw that it was a vague serpent shape, the spirit body was quite thin, and it was not much stronger than the ghost. There is only a layer of golden light that is so weak that it is almost invisible, showing that it is indeed sacrificed.
When a god was so miserable, I was afraid that it wouldn't be far from falling down. I was thinking, all of a sudden, the man in green asked: "How can this little brother travel at night and have an emergency?"
After listening, Wang Cunye said, "Go back to Fucheng, it's late at the boat ferry and have to rest here."
After hearing these words, the two exchanged a wink, showing their joy.
"What's your brother's last name?" The green man asked.
Wang Cunye was vigilant, frowning and said, "Last name!"
Hearing this tolerance, hey sneered and said, "You are Wang Cunye, you have committed a crime!"
He yelled, "Get down!"
The tolerance is Zhang Min, and the green man is Lu Jin, and he has waited for some time.
As soon as the voice fell, Lu Jin swooped up, and "a rush", an iron lock was locked to the Wang Cunye project, just between the light and the fire tongue. Wang Cunye's eyes suddenly tightened, and the green flicker instantly confirmed the other party. Killing intention.
If you don't go backwards, it will be a rush forward, palm face tangential.
Lu Jin did not think that the first reaction of this kid was to poison the hand. You must know that human instinct is deterred by the government. When facing the public door, the first reaction must be concession, and the public door is decisive. How many people fail to perform martial arts are suppressed.
The first time he turned his poisonous hands, only after rolling for more than ten years, he was stained with many blood robbers and gangsters, or rebellious rebels. Why did Lu Jin never think that this boy would be like this, then think It's too late to dodge, and you have to wave a hand and take it all.
"Hey!" The palm of his hand was filled with sword gas, and Lu Jin's right arm was almost the same as being chopped by a real sword.
Wang Cunye kept his hands on, kicking back with his strength, Lu Jin "banged," and his feet in his chest flew horizontally, landed on the wall above the shrine, and then fell slowly.
These two sounds were heard, and there was a moment of silence in the whole temple view. Zhang Min opened his mouth wide at this time, still holding the shelf that he was about to take, but he was astonished as the wooden sculpture.
Wang Cunye stepped forward, Lu Jin had a kung fu. At this time, the sternum was sunken, and the blood was spitting blood, but he did not die for a while. When he saw Wang Cunye, he couldn't move, and his eyes showed fear and begging for mercy.
For more than ten years in Lujin Hengxing County, what a humble hero he was when Wang Cunye was about to be locked, but at this time he was exactly the same as the one who was killed by him before.
"Go on the road!" Wang Cunye chopped his hands, cut his palms, and landed on Lu Jin's head. After listening to the stuffy sound in Lu Jin, Lu Jin's eyes suddenly sluggish, Qiqiao bleeds, and he suddenly loses his breath.
"Dare you attack the tolerance!" At this moment, Zhang Min finally responded, backed up again and again, screaming.
But seeing Wang Cunye stepping forward, he took another step back and shouted, "Do not do my job, this is Lubantou's mission, dare not come!"
Wang Cunye killed Lu Jin just to deter this person. He didn't want this person to even force a confession, so he immediately recruited him. He sneered and said, "Explain your words plainly."
Leaning closer, but smelled a smell, but Zhang Min's incontinence, wet his crotch.
Wang Cunye didn't take it seriously. How many murderers were trembling when he was dying. Not surprisingly, only listening to Zhang Minlian's shouting, he spoke with a brain.
"It's my job. This is a mission between Lu Bantou and San Gongzi, and I dare not come!" But even in a panic, Zhang Min pushed the responsibility to Lu Zhao and San Gongzi and put Lu Zhao instructed to only observe the inaction orders for the time being and did not know where to go.
Wang Cunye knew Lu Zhao. This man was Xie Cheng's great help to climb up to the position of captain. He didn't want to help, but also forgot his gratitude, and in turn wanted to trap himself in the dead.
There is also this three son, I didn't want to be troubled. I met on the street last time, I left my hand and didn't want to have a next step.
It really is impossible to kill a snake, and it will be stunned for three years. When I think of it, I go straight up. Zhang Min knows it is not good, but he can't move in a moment. He watched it with a palm.
Listening only to the sound of "噗", and the sound of stuffiness inside, Zhang Min's eyes were suddenly dull, Qiqiao bleeding came, and he fell, leaving only his body instinct to shrink and die.
After killing the two, Wang Cunye glanced at the goddess and left the temple straight away.
A breeze came, and Wang Cunye walked straight along the road to the county seat. After thirty miles, he reached the county seat. Although the gate had been closed at this time, the county seat was short after all, so he borrowed it. The tree climbed up and rolled over into the city.
At this time, it was Ergeng. The street was quiet in the city. Occasionally, there were people in the narrow and long streets and alleys with lights on. Only the husband held a small lantern and knocked on the gong.
Following the path in memory, Wang Cunye went straight forward and approached, only to see the fire in the concentrated residential area of the gentry and gentleman. He faintly listened to the silk bamboo and sang, and seemed to be absent in the night sky.
When I found my residence, I turned over and entered the wall. Then I heard a "snap", and then I heard Lu Zhao's voice: "Well, just this little silver, also I need to help, can I plug my teeth?"
Wang Cunye embarked on the steps in the cool breeze, and under the north window, he looked inside the gap.
The light in the room was very dim, and there were oil lamps on the table, faintly glowing. I saw two people inside, one of them was Lu Zhao, and one was standing down, begging.
"I'm not harsh, how much money can your butcher shop make? I don't know?" After listening for a moment, Lu Zhao stared at the person coldly and said, "It wasn't my business at first, but you ask Come to me, you have to follow your rules to get your nephew out of prison! "
"Fifty-two, I will take out your nephew and bring it in within three days. Otherwise, you will buy your nephew in a coffin for these fifty-two silver!"
The words were harsh, and the room was silent for a while, and the man had to hesitate for a moment, and had to respond: "Yes, I have to ask the adult to turn around a lot. The villain is the seller, and he has to put together the fifty-two silver."
"That's right, it's not that I want you so much money, so many brothers have to live, some oil and water, these fifty-two are the market and rules."
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the autumn rain fell down, and the man retreated out.
Lu Zhao sneered, raised a glass of tea, and suddenly turned his face, only to see a flash of the knife, and the knife stabbed inward from his abdomen to the back.
Lu Zhao's face was pale and blank, staring at the boy in front of him.
"You can shout, but then I will kill your whole family." Wang Cunye sneered, and with a bang, the long knife was drawn out, and blood splattered.
"By the way, I can't let you don't understand. I'm Wang Cunye. If you kill me for glory, I will kill you. Today is your anniversary next year!" With a wave of his hand, Wang Cunye took out a handkerchief and wiped the knife handle.
This long knife was originally Lu Zhao's waist knife. At this time, I wiped it off and put it on the shelf.
Lu Zhao is a strong man in the public domain. When he sees the young man now, he feels cold and cold, knowing that if he shouts, he will kill the whole family.
He was a tough guy who just swallowed the screams in his mouth, but couldn't stand still and fell down.
Blood kept pouring out, and Lu Zhao felt only that his body was cold, so he was immersed in the glacial river, and was thrown naked in the snow in winter. After a while, everything in front of him became more and more blurred, and he immediately realized that he was dead. In front of her eyes, she sighed slightly and murmured, "It's so cold ..."
Exhaling in one breath, no more movement, but already dead.
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