This mission is very important, not to leave the slightest clue for people to find, the man in charge is a cautious person, he stays behind, and finally checks again to see if there is any omission.

After checking that there was no problem, he carried the lantern and walked towards the door of the house.

With a "poof", the lantern suddenly went out, and the surroundings suddenly darkened.

He paused in his footsteps and looked up strangely around, there was no wind, how could the lantern go out.

He lifted his foot again, and had just stepped into the snow, and with a smack, his feet slipped, and he fell face down on the ground.

He fell so that his hair was blindfolded and dizzy, and he felt even more strange, this is just hell, how could he fall so well.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, rolling cold snowflakes into the collar, and in the dark and quiet night, the wind whimpered, as if someone was crying.

He suddenly remembered that this day seemed to be someone's death day.

Oh, by the way, on this day three years ago, a girl got married, and he was ordered to slaughter both families who were married, and not even the bride and groom and the guests of the main family were left alive.

Thinking of this, chills began to rise up his spine.

A shadow fell on top of his head, and he saw a pair of scarlet embroidered shoes, sticking out of the thin white skirt corners, scarlet uppers, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks, like blood, stepping on the plain white snow, there is no strangeness.

The snow was so heavy, but the skirt was tulle, gently swaying with the wind.

On such a muddy road, there was no dirt on the embroidered shoes, and they looked like they were newly made.

He was stunned for a moment, and his heart was terrified, he never forgot that the girl who died under his knife on the day of marriage was wearing such a pair of embroidered shoes, and the pair of mandarin ducks on the bright red upper were still embroidered patterns that he drew with the girl by hand.

He felt his throat tight, he wanted to shout but couldn't shout, he wanted to stand up but his legs were weak, his mind was buzzing, his eyes were dark, and he fell into a coma.

The killing continued until just before dawn, when it slowly stopped.

The mute girl was coerced by the masked man, and when she saw one merciless killing after another, she gritted her teeth and hated it very much, but she could only watch dryly, and there was nothing she could do.

She hated it so much that she wanted to grab the black cloth from the masked man's face to see what kind of face was hidden under the black cloth, but unfortunately her hands were tied behind her back and she couldn't move.

She could clearly feel that this person's breath was completely unfamiliar, something she didn't recognize.

This man was by no means simply trying to save her.

Before dawn was the darkest day, and all the people returned to the darkness and hid their bodies.

Xie Mengxia sat bored in the inn, wiping the counter for a while, moving the bed for a while, and almost knocking the bridge of his nose when he was drowsy.

The half-hidden door of the inn suddenly slammed, and it was kicked open, and the wind swept the cold snow into the inn, and it was bitterly cold.

Xie Mengxia was startled and hurriedly raised his eyes to look.

I saw Yao Qiti slip an unconscious man into the door, threw it on the ground, crossed his waist and gasped: "It's really fucking Shen, I don't know what this thing grew up eating." ”

Xie Mengxia smiled sheepishly: "Ah Qi, whose little Langjun are you kidnapping, you can't just break the jar and break it because Jiu Chao received a beautiful maid." He clenched his fists: "You have to learn to rob with your hands." ”

Yao Qi rolled his eyes, sighed, ignored Xie Mengxia, and only dragged the man backwards with his head and locked him in the firewood room.

Xie Mengxia chuckled and shook his head, as soon as he sat down, the door was kicked open with another bang, and he was so excited that he almost sat on the ground, and raised his eyes to look again.

I saw Gu Chen carrying a half-dead girl on his shoulder, and the blood was sprinkled on his back, soaking through his clothes, but it didn't drip on the ground for half a minute.

Xie Mengxia smiled playfully: "Ouch, just now Ah Ji snatched back a man, you brought back a woman, are you planning to break the can too?" ”

Gu Chen secretly rolled his eyes, sighed, ignored Xie Mengxia, carried the girl, walked into the backyard steadily, and locked it in the stove room.

Xie Mengxia breathed a sigh of relief, these two people have been arrested and come back, so it will be able to stop tonight.

He took a sip of hot tea to refresh himself, and just after taking a sip, the door was kicked open again, and he was so frightened that he sprayed tea all over the floor, coughing and shouting angrily: "Can this still make people drink tea well?" ”

Han Changdui lightly stuffed the mute girl into the dark room behind the stairs, poured a sip of tea and asked, "Are they all back?" ”

Xie Mengxia sighed, and said in his words: "Gu Chen caught a girl and came back, and Ah Qi kidnapped a handsome little Langjun back, tsk." He was speechless again and again, and deliberately glanced at Han Changdui a few times: "That little Langjun is very handsome, much more handsome than you, she probably fell in love with that little Langjun." ”

With a "flutter", Han Changwan squirted out a sip of tea and widened his eyes: "What are you talking about?" ”

Xie Mengxia raised his eyebrows and pointed upstairs: "You can ask yourself." ”

Han Changdui immediately got up, stunned for a moment, but suddenly sat down again: "Wait a minute." ”

As soon as the words fell, Meng Suiqi also came in with a person on his back, while Wang Xian and Chen Qi came in with a person behind him, and they were all thrown on the ground, panting with their waists crossed.

The snow continued to fly between the heavens and the earth, covering up all the footprints when they came, leaving no traces.

Looking at this scene, Han Changwan drank all the tea and clapped his hands: "Okay, lock it up alone and come one by one." ”

The three of them raised their eyebrows, it seemed that this meant to work all night, sighed, and prepared to go.

The man woke up from his coma, his head was still a little groggy, he slammed his head a few times, and in his blurred eyes, he saw a white and miserable color.

A low and cutting cry fluttered, and the place was bubbling with a black mist, as if there was no end, and the plain white curtain did not know where it hung down, and there was no wind automatically.

The man suddenly came to his senses, looked around, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The curtain was hung all around with plain white curtains, and the white words of joy were pasted on the curtains, and the words of happiness automatically sounded with the windless curtains.

A pair of arm-thick white candles floated in the air, the candles were engraved with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, filled with black lacquer colors, and the jumping firelight fell on the dark auspicious patterns, which was quite weird.

There are two futons in front of him, one of which is floating on a bright red tablet, but it is covered with a white background embroidered dragon and phoenix auspicious pattern hijab, the hijab is lifted halfway, revealing a few golden words on the tablet, which is shocking.

The man's face changed in horror, as white as paper, and he was almost frightened to madness, and he swirled in the tumbling black fog.

It was only in this turn that he saw what frightened him the most.

In this endless space, there were all kinds of torture instruments, such as steamers in steaming oil pots, iron trees and bronze pillars glowing with cold light, and corpses hanging on the icebergs of Daoshan Mountain, dripping with blood, all of which were torture instruments that he knew about in the eighteen layers of hell.

His body shook a little, and his body exploded with white sweat.

He kept spinning with all his heart and gall, and the muttering in his mouth could no longer be connected into a complete sentence: "No, it's not me, Anan, it's not me." He suddenly hugged his head and beat him hard: "Anan, I was forced, don't look for me, don't look for me." ”

As soon as the words fell, the cries around him suddenly became louder, and he had a splitting headache.

There were obviously no doors or windows, no walls, only billowing black fog, but the cold wind blew in gusts, and his whole person seemed to be pressed into the ice and snow, cold to the bone, and his hands and feet were stiff.

In the space where he was alone, a gloomy and sympathetic voice sounded: "Are you guilty?" ”

The man barely stood up, trembling his lips and said, "I am guilty, I was wrong, I was wrong." ”

The voice of compassion echoed: "Li Sanniang was harmed by you, she didn't look blind to death, she shouted injustice every day in the underworld, and refused to be reincarnated. ”

The man suddenly collapsed to the ground, trembling like chaff and said, "I don't, I don't, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." ”

"Immortal." A sharp voice quacked and laughed: "You are a man, don't you always say that the king of Hades told you to die in the third watch, and never left you until the fifth watch, now that the king of Hades is the main marriage person of your secret marriage, what are you not satisfied with." ”

As he spoke, two figures cast on the plain white curtain, and with the curtain swaying, one shadow was thin and tall, and the other shadow was short and fat.

He hurriedly turned his head, only to see a tall thin man, with a smile on his pale face, a long scarlet tongue, and the words "see wealth in his life" written on the high snow-white official hat on his head.

And the man next to him was short and fat, with a dark face, hideous and fierce face, and the words "The world is peaceful" on his official hat.

The two men floated over together, and he was so frightened that he turned colored, and he rolled backwards, and sat down on the empty futon at once.

He recognized these two people, and it was often written in the book that the impermanence of asking for his life was coming to ask for his life.

Bai Wuchang grinned, his voice was a little sharp and a little thin: "Yo, I've found a place by myself, and our brothers from the province have done it." ”

Hei Wuchang said with a cold face, low and solemn: "Hurry up and salute, don't delay the auspicious time." ”

As he spoke, the two rolled up their sleeves, Bai Wuchang stepped forward and held down the man, and Hei Wuchang stood next to him and shouted: "Worship heaven and earth." ”

The man struggled with all his strength, shouting as he struggled: "I confess, I, I atone, I am willing to atone, I confess, I am willing to atone, give me a chance to atone." ”

Bai Wuchang paused for a moment, and then heard the gloomy and mournful voice coming from all around: "Atonement, do you know the rules of atonement in the underworld." ”

When the man heard this, there seemed to be hope, and he shouted eagerly: "As long as I am allowed to live, I can keep any rules, I can atone for my sins as much as I want, I can do it." ”

"Bring me the Book of Life and Death." A gloomy voice shouted, followed by the sound of flipping through a book.