World Tibet Bureau

The voice was like a eunuch, sinister and vicious.

Xiaozhu's expression also changed.

There was another sound from outside.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?!"

"Ouch..."

There was a scream.

The lunatic got up quickly and pushed open the door.

We didn't move, looked up and found a mess outside.

The subordinates of the ghost and lunatic covered their eyes one by one, writhing on the ground with painful expressions, and screamed in pain.

More than a dozen Chinese tunic suits were all blocked outside the house.

They all held something in the shape of a bamboo tube in their hands.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the air.

Guessing what kind of medicine was filled in it, they shot in an instant and knocked down all the subordinates of Ghost Citi.

The leader is thin and skinny, full of murderous aura.

He is the head of Suomingmenwen Hall.

Really long time no see!

Lu Xiaoxin used to be the big benefactor of Suomingmen, Suomingmen helped her escape, and according to Lu Xiaoxin's instructions, participated in killing Xu Qing, chopping off Fatty Xiao's finger, and burning Shadow Qing Pavilion.

Although they are just cold-blooded killers working for Da Jin and it is not up to them to decide who to kill, they were once bloody butcher knives in Lu Xiaoxin's hands!

At that time, I risked my life to break into Hall Master Wen's mountain of swords and seas of swords. Redeeming Xiaozhu was one purpose, and the other purpose was to turn this swordsmith's shop upside down and tell them, I will remember it.

I once signed a life-and-death contract with Master Wen.

Within half a year.

They wanted the head of their gold master Lu Xiaoxin and the twenty fingers of Suo Mingmen.

If I can't finish it, I will die by their swords.

Almost three months have passed now.

I have already completed the first item in the contract, so they must be very clear about it.

The second task, I have never had time to find their bad luck.

I didn't expect that today, Yuanjia Road is narrow, and we met in this small village!

Hall Master Wen led people outside to completely surround the house.

The light outside was relatively bright, and the room was relatively dark. Except for the lunatic who was standing at the door of the house, Feng Wanlin, me, Xiaozhu, and bald Zhu hadn't left the house yet.

We can see them perfectly.

But it is estimated that Hall Master Wen and others cannot see that the four of us are still in the house.

Hall Master Wen glanced at the lunatic, raised his hand to touch his nose, turned his head and said coldly to a subordinate, and said in a eunuch-like voice: "Explain the matter clearly and explain the conditions thoroughly."

A subordinate with a scarred face heard the words, nodded to Hall Master Wen, took two steps forward, and said to the lunatic, "Let's talk about the matter first. Our Jinmen Deputy Helmsman passed away. I wanted to invite a funeral troupe to pray for blessings and drive away evil spirits." , but the subordinate was not effective enough to invite your wife in a daze. Later, after the deputy helmsman was buried, the mountain tomb suddenly collapsed, and an ancient mirror from the Western Han Dynasty inside disappeared.”

"Later, the people who participated in the burial at the time of our first trial were all innocent. After searching for thieves, we found out that the burial troupe belonged to Caimen Ghost Huaqi. There is no doubt that your wife must have taken the bronze mirror!"

"There is no grievance between Suomingmen and Caimen. Since you have done this, according to the rules of the world, we propose three conditions. First, return the original bronze mirror. Second, the bronze mirror is worth 1000 million. You doubled the compensation of 2000 million yuan. Third, your wife died in front of the grave of our co-pilot master."

"The three conditions have been fulfilled, and the grievances between Suo Mingmen and Caimen are over! I don't know if you heard clearly? If you didn't hear clearly, I can repeat it again!"

I suddenly realized.

No wonder people like ghosts and lunatics still hide from their enemies by falsely burying hidden treasures. How dare his wife squeeze out the bronze mirror of Suo Mingmen!

This hall master is also ruthless.

He is well aware of the unpredictable illusions of Caimen people, and he was worried that he would not be able to inquire about the crime today, so he used potions to knock down all the subordinates of Guihuaqi as soon as he came here. It is the strong chili water of the improved Pinzhong. The people who ghosted Citi were caught off guard and completely lost their resistance.

Moreover, at this moment, the posture of the man who called for life is also very particular.

They formed a semi-circle posture, enclosing the whole room in the middle, and the ghosts and lunatics wanted to escape, but it was difficult to fly.

Beads of sweat were all over Ghost Maniac's forehead, and that white and tender face was even whiter and creepier at the moment.

The ghost lunatic said: "Everything is based on evidence! Catch a thief and pay attention to people's dirty hands. You said that my wife took the bronze mirror. As we all know, my wife died of a serious illness some time ago. I don't know anything about the bronze mirror. Suo Mingmen There is no basis for accusing my Caimen of hurting people and extorting money. Do you really think that Caimen is a soft persimmon, so you can pinch it if you want?!"

This was said very cleverly.

Although Feng Wanlin and him had past grievances, it was an internal affair of Caimen.

But Suo Mingmen belongs to the people outside the door.

The lunatic Gui knew that he was weak, so he was dragging Feng Wanlin into the chariot by saying this.

But Feng Wanlin looked forward with beautiful eyes, her expression was extremely indifferent, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

On the other hand, the bald Zhu next to me was trembling all the time, gently pulled Xiao Zhu, and said in a low voice: "Women Xia, they are your former classmates, tell me, this matter has nothing to do with us... they are all ghosts and lunatics." What happened..."

Xiaozhu turned to look at me.

She was actually nervous too.

It's not that Xiaozhu's strength is not good or she is simply afraid.

She grew up in Suomingmen and suffered too much psychological shadow.

It's like someone who has witnessed an extremely tragic car accident. Once he hears the car's horn, his whole body will get hairy.

Explained in modern medicine, this is called stress response syndrome.

I took Xiaozhu's hand and said softly to her, "Don't worry."

Xiaozhu looked into my eyes, and his mood eased a lot.

Feng Wanlin looked back at the two of us with a faint smile on his lips.

Master Wen took out the snuff bottle, closed his eyes, and sniffed it as if enjoying it.

Since then.

He snapped his fingers.

I saw a four-wheeled vehicle suddenly drove over.

After the car stopped.

A Chinese tunic came down from the cab.

He lifted a man off the car and threw it on the ground.

This person is Feng Wanlin's driver, dripping with blood and dying

Subsequently.

Several life-seekers got on the four-wheeled cart, and with a "click", a coffin was thrown from the cart, and immediately after that, they threw out eight dead monkeys.

Seeing this, Feng Wanlin, who had always been extremely calm, suddenly changed his face, and his gentle eyes instantly became cold and sharp.

Scarface's subordinate pointed to the things on the ground and said to the lunatic: "Evidence? What a coincidence, when we came today, we met a four-wheeled vehicle coming out of the village. The road is too narrow, and the driver is quite arrogant. Forced us to make way."

"We were planning to overturn the car, but we saw a coffin behind the car and eight monkeys like soldiers! Your wife died in this village recently, so we had to open the coffin to pay our respects. Looking at the body, it turned out to be an empty coffin."

"Crazy, why don't you explain where your wife is?!"