"Who is it?" heard a quick knock at the door, and the shopkeeper shouted outside, "Now the shop is closed." ”

"Quickly open the door and do something in the Demon Slaying Pavilion. ”

The shopkeeper looked upstairs, then at the door, hesitated, and went to open the door first.

As soon as the door opened, the wind poured in, blowing so that he could not open his eyes.

Outside the door, a person wore a hat, a black wolf cloak, and a sword at his waist. He lifted his cloak and flashed the jade plaque hanging from his waist, then walked in, took off his hat, revealing a young face, and hung it on the wall behind the door.

Laboriously closed the door, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, only opened for a while, his face was already numb by the cold wind, and after blowing for a while, with his old bones, he didn't have to be blown sick.

"Dare to ask for your name. The shopkeeper asked in a whisper.

The young man, who claimed to be a member of the Demon Slaying Pavilion, was listening to the cries upstairs with great interest, and was asked by the shopkeeper, came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "An Wuyang, disciple of the Demon Slaying Pavilion, the shopkeeper, what happened upstairs? ”

The shopkeeper's face twitched, and he thought to himself, what kind of moth did Zheng Cripple's Laipi dog give birth to, so he said, "It's not a big deal." ”

"It's not a big deal?" An Wuyang's smile turned cold: "Then why are there dead people in your store." ”

Dead person!

In the hall, everyone was taken aback, and the guests who were eating and drinking stood up uneasily.

The shopkeeper hurriedly shouted: "Adults don't wronged the small ones, the small ones are by no means black shops." ”

"It's really not a black shop. Upstairs, there was the sound of a ghost crying.

I saw the ghost crying and dragged the screaming Zheng lame man to the staircase, and kicked on him, and the other party's Zheng lame, who couldn't move, rolled down the stairs directly from the stairs.

Zheng lame screamed in pain, and scolded in his mouth: "It's painful to kill Lao Tzu, you can't die a good death for this dog." ”

No one paid attention to him, let him howl over there, and the ghost cried and looked at An Wuyang downstairs and said, "Why did you only arrive at this time?"

An Wuyang asked, "Who are you?"

Ghost Cry raised his hat, showed his eyes, and showed the sign, An Wuyang suddenly suddenly, arched his hand and smiled: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Ghost Cry, in Xia An Wuyang, sorry sorry, I'm too busy lately." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the crippled Zheng who was wriggling like worms on the ground and asked, "What's going on?"

"Shopkeeper's. The ghost cried and suddenly said to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was shocked, why did it happen to him again, and hurriedly replied: "Yes." ”

The ghost cried and said, "Bad news for you. ”

The shopkeeper's bitter face turned up, he had long known that ghost crying was a trouble, but he didn't expect this trouble to have such an identity, the Demon Slaying Pavilion, famous in the city, this is not something he can afford to provoke, and now, he seems to be looking for his own trouble.

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle has something to do, just give orders." ”

"You misunderstood, not that something was ordered, but that your buddy died. ”

The shopkeeper's heart was cold, and he looked at the ghost crying, only to feel that the ghost was crying and his face was not good, and he was suddenly frightened and took a step back, and felt sad from his heart. Could it be that that kid offended this uncle and hacked him to death with this knife?

"Stabbed to death by this guy?" An Wuyang came to Zheng Cripple's side and kicked him, and suddenly Zheng Cripple's face was distorted, and he bit towards An Wuyang like a mad dog, and was kicked by An Wuyang's teeth.

But even though his teeth were kicked and his mouth was full of blood, Zheng Cripple still didn't give up the attack.

An Wuyang stepped on Zheng Cripple's face and pressed his face to the ground hard, there was really no way, Zheng Cripple gave up the attack, panting violently.

"It's really evil lately, and you can encounter this kind of goods everywhere. An Wuyang sighed and asked the ghost to cry: "There is more than one person who died, right?"

"There are several. The ghost cried and went downstairs, looked at Zheng Cripple, who was trampled under the feet of An Wuyang, and said, "This guy is a little evil." ”

An Wuyang rubbed his forehead and said: "Not only this guy, but also a lot of people who are quite evil, and I don't know what's going on, a lot of people's personalities have changed recently, honest and responsible rape and plunder, cowardly as a mouse, and the cook of an inn, chopped up the guests of the entire inn together with the shopkeeper and his buddies, and made them all into roast suckling pigs, which were hung on the beams of the inn for exhibition, scaring the people around them half to death, and almost causing a big mess." ”

Listening to An Wuyang's words, in the inn, the doors and windows were obviously closed, but everyone's hearts were inexplicably cold, and their hands and feet were cold.

The ghost cried and turned around, and when he got to the inside of the hall, he opened a guest room, which was the same room where Zheng Cripple originally lived.

When the door was opened, the ghost cried and did not go in, but just glanced at the door and said, "All the people inside are dead." ”

"What?" the shopkeeper's face turned pale, and he hurriedly ran over, the room was dark and dim, and the ghost cried with good eyesight and could see clearly, but his eyes were not good and he couldn't see clearly.

So he turned around and took an oil lamp, and walked inside as he shone it inside. After only two steps, the oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground, screaming and crawling out.

And at this time, An Wuyang also arrived at the door, the shopkeeper collided with An Wuyang, An Wuyang's body shook slightly, the shopkeeper fell, kicked his legs together, supported his upper body with both hands, struggled to stay away from this room, and shouted in panic: "Blood... Blood ......"

A few of the guests who remained in the hall also arrived here and craned their necks to look in, and then took a few steps back in fright, their faces very ugly.

In the house, oil lamps spilled, and a fire suddenly ignited. In the raging firelight, a dark red pool of blood was particularly conspicuous.

Four beds, one empty, three people lying on three beds, all three beds already stained red with blood.

An Wuyang clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at the situation inside: "Were you killed while sleeping?"

"It should be. The ghost cried and replied, "This cripple Zheng lives here, and for some reason, he killed the three guests who were in the same room." ”

"There should be some contradictions, or they simply think they are too noisy, or they want to be alone for a while......" An Wuyang shrugged his shoulders and asked Zheng Cripple, who was crawling over to bite him: "Hey, why did you kill the three of them." ”

Zheng Cripple's eyes were red, his mouth full of blood was open, and he smiled: "Of course, it's because they're too noisy and look down on me." You also look down on me, and I'm going to kill you. ”

An Wuyang rubbed his forehead helplessly: "It's really a straight person." ”

"Just because of this?" Ghost Cry raised an eyebrow.

"Because of this, the wind has been blowing uncomfortably this winter, not only ...... uncomfortable, but also making some people " An Wuyang sighed: "I don't look like a human anymore, I become too freewheeling." ”

"Enchanted. Ghost Cry narrowed his eyes, glanced at Zheng Cripple, who was wriggling like a caterpillar, and said, "But it's too weak, right?"

"It's really weak for you and me, but for ordinary people, it's terrifying. ”

Ghost Cry and An Wuyang chatted without a word, and the shopkeeper trembled for a while, and finally couldn't help it, and shouted loudly: "It's a fire, put out the fire!!!"