Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 205|It also does not think

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There was a faint roar from the horizon.

The clouds are so dense that people can't breathe.

There was a mess in front of the Mipu gate, and the guards came in and out, and brought out a few corpses covered in white cloth.

People who have been around to see the situation dare not get too close, only stretch their necks. They are all people living nearby, and there are also people doing business on the same street. The people of Fengxing Pavilion are inconspicuous among them. They quietly observe the expressions of the people around them.

"Worry, they are all dead."

"Who did this rice shop offend? Hey, old head Liu, the two people who came into the rice shop later wore the cloth you bought from your house. Did you see anything?"

The shopkeeper of the cloth village almost screamed when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "What are you talking about? It’s not an inn, you can still see the guide!"

Shou Kuai also heard the conversation and waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, what do the two of them look like?"

The shopkeeper of the cloth village stagnated, and subconsciously looked at the servants over there.

These people came earlier than him, and kept hiding in the alleys looking around, seeing better than him, but then they came to ask him?

"Why don't you tell me? Are you in a group?"

The shopkeeper of the cloth village shivered with fright and hurriedly touched his sleeves.

The shopkeeper took out a small amount of money, and handed it to Catch quickly with a smile: "The poor man took out tea and drinks. It's not easy in this hot weather."

At the same time, people cursed in their hearts, these guys in the yamen have a growing appetite, and they ask for money whenever they have the opportunity.

Most of the people who had been tightly surrounded instantly dispersed, for fear that they would soon be charged with a crime of collaborating with a gangster.

People from Fengxing Pavilion took the opportunity to leave.

Some people walked around the back of the shop, and when the guards left, they jumped over the wall and went in immediately.

There is not much left in the rice shop. Even the rice grains were caught by the yakuza and moved away on the grounds that the gate was damaged and could not be taken care of. Now the house is empty and there is only a faint **** smell. .

The flies buzzed, and there was a dim light on the wall.

It is a hidden weapon.

The people of Fengxing Pavilion wrapped their palms with cloth, carefully took off the hidden weapon, and searched the shop carefully, and it didn't take long to find the hidden space.

The secret space is empty.

The person who inspected did not give up, but took out a piece of bamboo paper as thin as a cicada's wing from his arms, and placed it flat on the dark grid. After pressing his palm, he took it out again for inspection.

The four corners of the bamboo paper have tiny light gray spots and fine dust particles.

"The account book was put in it and it was taken away."

The people of Fengxing Pavilion continued to search, even carefully knocking on the bricks in the corner, and finally only a dozen taels of Tibetan silver.

"Go back to the patron."

The crowd dispersed silently.

Life was out here, and no one in the neighborhood dared to set foot.

The sky has changed, and the cool breeze is blowing. The door of Mipu was open and gloomy.

"Boom."

The thunder gradually became louder, and a sharp arc flashed across, just illuminating the rice shop.

At the same time, several people in black who came along the corner of the wall were also clearly photographed. They halted and avoided the dark.

It didn't take long for the thunder light to light up again, and there were more people preparing to touch the rice shop.

A heavy rain fell for a full half an hour, and many things were happening quietly under the cover of the sound of rain.

Prying floor tiles and smashing plaques.

Then the person who dug the ground three feet to find the account book bumped into the other people who had touched the rice shop, and suddenly sighed and mixed with the sound of weapons.

The splash of blood mixed with raindrops burst out with the dull sound of a sharp blade cutting into the body.

In the streets around Mipu, there is still a group of people hiding silently. They have been soaked by the rain, but they seem to grow under the eaves, blending with the dark shadows, and die. Staring at the movement over there.

The killing in the rice shop continues.

Some people are not dead yet, they groan, want to crawl out.

The sword is as bright as snow, and he took a lot of blood and chased after those who were struggling to escape.

Some people don't hesitate to step on the bodies of others to escape.

Someone roared, then turned back and took up the sword to fight to the death.

In an instant, at least a dozen kinds of weapons greeted the knife and the knife-bearer wearing the quilt.

Most of the swordsman's body is still in the dark, wearing a domed hat with exposed hair, and countless old scars on his right hand, looking very hideous. However, the posture of holding the knife was calm and strong, even in the face of a dozen people who were rushing to fight desperately, still unshakable.

The cyan thunder light drew a serpentine trajectory on the sky.

The strong wind smashed the swordsman's hat, and at the same time thunder was smashed with more dazzling lightning.

"Boom!"

The images of more than a dozen people stood stiff in the air, and then slowly leaned back and fell over.

The corpse fell into the stagnant water, leaving only the knife man standing in the middle.

Soon there was a desperate wailing in the alley. The people who had escaped from the rice shop before finally failed to leave here. Several people in the shadows slowly appeared in the same costumes as swordsmen. With a wave of the knife, they immediately jumped into the rice shop and searched for the account books.

The blood was quickly diluted by the rain, turning into a fascinating light red, flowing out in large torrents.

The knife man was standing in such a pool of blood, his soaked black hair clinging to the hat, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at an eaves in the corner of the alley.

The spy of Fengxing Pavilion who is hiding under the eaves palpitates.

——He had never seen such a cold and merciless eye, not like a human, but a poisonous snake waiting to devour its prey.

Caught a big fish! An important figure finally arrived in Piaoping Pavilion this time!

The spy was overjoyed and frightened, because he realized that his life was hanging by a thread.

Thunder sounded again.

The pale light of the knife came in front of him in a blink of an eye, and the spy jumped off the eaves as fast as he could, doing his best with light work. However, the continuous sound of shattering tiles and the cool breeze behind his head reminded him of the black and white impermanence. To put on his neck.

"Qiang."

The raindrops were shaken away.

A folding fan held up the sharp blade.

The paper wrapped around the fan was quickly beaten to pieces by the heavy rain, revealing the cold and sharp iron fan bones.

At the critical moment, it was Fengxing Pavilion Master Qiu Jing who rescued her subordinates in time. She stared into the eyes of the knife man, her right hand holding the fan could no longer suppress the opposing force and trembled slightly.

"Guardian, be careful."

Qiu Jing turned his head to avoid the right foot that was suddenly kicked by the swordsman, and a sharp blade popped from the toe of his boot, cutting off a strand of hair beside Qiu Jing's ear.

The blood flowed down the left ear of the Lord Qiu.

At the same time, a group of experts from Fengxing Pavilion arrived and immediately guarded Qiu Jing behind him.

"Pavilion Lord, you are injured..."

"A mere trauma." Qiu Jing didn't take this to heart at all, she looked at the knife man with bright eyes.

After Meng Qi left, five waves of people have entered Mipu to search the account books.

People from Fengxing Pavilion, Sacred Lotus Altar, local gangs, people from the rivers and lakes who sacrificed their lives to King Wu, and Piaoping Pavilion assassins.

Except for their Fengxing Pavilion, the other two groups have been completely killed by Piaoping Pavilion.

Qiu Jing rubbed her numb wrist, knowing that the swordsman had a deep inner strength, and she could not see the opponent's face at all in the close-range confrontation, because in addition to the hat, the swordsman seemed to have A whole piece of black cloth was covered on his face.

A masked cloth with a hole in the eyes and nose.

It is so tightly covered, does this person have another identity in the arena?

Qiu Jing quickly rejected this idea. Fengxing Pavilion is known as a hundred Xiaosheng in the world. He not only knows the famous swordsmen in the world, but also cherishes the genre of swordsmanship and the sword book. What this mysterious swordsman uses is not in line with the famous swordsmanship on the rivers and lakes.

A master may be able to disguise himself as an ordinary person who does not know martial arts, but it is impossible for a master to disguise himself as another master and use completely different martial arts.

There is no such thing as the same person as the leader of the martial arts leader and the leader of the demon cult in the storybook. Righteous heroes may practice magic skills secretly, but it is impossible for them to remain hidden for the rest of their lives. As long as you do something, there is a risk of being seen through.

Qiu Jing didn't relax at all, she whispered to her subordinates to pay attention to behind her, because there was still a Piaoping Pavilion killer in the rice shop.

At the same time, she sighed in her heart. If Meng Qi hadn't entered Mipu by mistake, Piaoping Pavilion might not have responded so quickly. The one who rashly killed Sijia Mipu's shopkeeper was the dead man under King Wu's command. People are dying now, but the account books are still missing.

Is it really taken away by Meng Guoshi?

***

Meng Qi touched his nose and felt a little itchy.

"Doctor, this is because someone is thinking about us." Meng Qi said leisurely.

It was pouring rain outside, and they were sitting on the steps in front of the Earth Temple.

The newly bought cloth was carefully folded up by the ink carp, because there was nowhere to put it, it was simply stuffed into Meng Qi for him to hold.

Mo Carp held a small piece of charcoal in his hand and drew a few strokes on the steps as a pen, then shook his head.

"Doctor, what are you?"

"Make clothes." Mo Lei said grimly.

Now that they carry the suspicion of "has an account book" on their backs, naturally they can't just find a tailor shop to make clothes, and it is easy to implicate innocent people.

I bought all the cloth, so I can’t watch Meng Qi wearing cloth and swagger through the market every day. Even if I am willing to pretend to be invisible, what should I do with my piece of cloth? Also put on?

Trying to think about the scene of two people walking together, Moli's face became stiff.

——Although there is an urge to try in my heart.

Strangely, the longer you get along with Meng Qi, the less you look like yourself. Doctor Mo couldn't help but squint at someone, pondering to himself.

"Does the doctor make clothes?" Meng Qi asked in surprise.

Mo Lei looked at him without speaking.

Meng Qi is overwhelmed.

Actually not, it's just that I was forced to do nothing.

"Cough, just try it, it doesn't hurt." Meng Qi held the fabric solemnly and said, "I have seen tailors make clothes before. They just cut the cloth into several pieces and sew them separately, of course. Measure the size. The way to save trouble is to remove a set of old clothes directly, and then cut them according to the size of the cloth, so that no matter how you cut it, the number of pieces is clear."

Mo Lei continued to look at him.

Due to various changes, Meng Qi has no spare clothes, and only one set is left to be worn by him.

"Doctor, what do you want to use..."

Meng Qi was about to untie his belt, with a calm expression.

Two dead men lying immobile in the earth temple: "..."

Because of the heavy rain, the people inside couldn't hear the voices of Moli and they could only see their behavior.

How do you say you have to undress and untie?

Previously, I gave birth to cinnamon seeds!

I didn't see, who the **** is this? !