"Your wounds will bleed all the time, no matter what, until you lose too much blood and die. ”

Scarface hurriedly turned around and knelt down, and kowtowed: "Uncle spare your life!"

"Get the job done with what I've been taught, and then we'll talk about it. The Devil's tone was firm, unmistakable.

Scarface's weeping face stood up and ran out of the door as quickly as possible.

Now it's dark, most of the businesses are closed, there is a curfew in the city, and the only place to walk is near the docks.

It's so hard to find a clean outfit. However, presumably these can't stop a guy who wants to survive.

"Shopkeeper's. Devil Cry sat down again: "Change the table, and, clean up." ”

As he spoke, Devil Cry took out a piece of silver and placed it on the table.

The man put away the money, and the four guests at the other table tacitly stopped drinking and went back to the room.

The guy dragged the corpse to the kitchen with his hands and feet, this is a serious inn, naturally he will not do anything to make human meat buns, either he plans to burn the corpse or sell it.

didn't let the ghost cry for a long time, just when the table of wine and food was about to be eaten, the pale scar face covered his neck vigorously, and hurriedly walked into the inn with a set of clothes.

Ghost Cry glanced at him, drank the last glass of wine, and said, "You came just in time. ”

Scarface smiled reluctantly, his hands and feet shivering, and he had already begun to feel the extreme cold. On weekdays, although he doesn't wear much, he is physically strong, and even if he is in such a snowstorm, he can withstand it.

And now, the unprecedented cold made him feel the proximity of death, an unusual fear.

The guy on the side pursed his lips, Scarface didn't notice it, and looked at the ghost crying with a wistful face: "Uncle, are you helping the villain stop the bleeding." ”

The devil cried and said, "Bring your clothes." ”

Scarface's heart sank, as Devil Cry didn't say it would help him stop the bleeding, from beginning to end. But he still had a chance and honestly handed over the clothes.

"Waste one hand and one leg of yourself. Holding his clothes, the tone of the ghost crying was so calm, and his voice was so low, but Scarface smiled happily, he knew that he would live. If the ghost cries for his life, it won't be too much.

Gritting his teeth, he drew his knife and screamed, and then the fierce scream turned into a scream.

He used a sharp knife to break his tendons, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his cheeks twitched, and he smiled more ugly than crying, half-squatted down, took a deep breath, and stabbed down.

"Ahh

With a scream, he fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling, dark red blood spreading, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

Ghost Cry looked at Scarface lying on the ground, stood up, and said, "Trouble the shopkeeper, clean it up and help him bandage his wounds, this is medicine money." ”

Since this man is deposed, there is no need for him to kill him.

"Wait. The shopkeeper said, "The wound on his neck ......"

The wound was still bleeding and looked shocking.

"It's fine, the wound is very shallow, it's just a little more bleeding, I can't forget his life. With that, the ghost cried and stomped upstairs.

Although the demonic energy of the ghost crying is difficult, the wound is too shallow, and there is not much demonic energy everywhere, and after a long time, it will naturally disperse, and it will not kill at all.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked at the scarred face lying on the ground with twitching hands and feet but a smile on his face.

In other words, if Scarface is a little more bold and dares to gamble, he will not come back if he leaves, and he will not be abolished at all.

I went upstairs and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Oni Cry walked in.

Nangong wore his hair loose, and his long ink-colored hair was moist and on his chest, which was very tempting.

"Miss Zhao, your clothes. ”

"Thank you. Nangong blushed and accepted the clothes, the set on her body was really a little dirty.

Behind the screen, she changed her clothes, poured herself a cup of tea, and tasted it slowly.

It was just a simple linen dress with patches on it, which was slightly ill-fitting, but it was undoubtedly much better than that dirty one.

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, and the atmosphere is a little awkward.

"Miss Zhao. ”

"Xiao Qian. ”

"Huh?"

"Ghost brother, you can call me Xiaoqian. ”

"Xiaoqian, Zhao Xiaoqian?" asked the ghost crying, he knew Nangong's name for the first time after knowing each other for so long.

"Hmm. She nodded.

"Nice name. Ghost Cry said dryly.

"Hmm. She lowered her head, wondering how to break the awkwardness.

"Xiaoqian, it's late, and it's been a busy day today, why don't we sleep!"

With the words of the ghost crying, the awkward atmosphere became ambiguous.

"Good. She blushed, for the first time she was alone with a man, and she was a man who was so special to herself, that she didn't know what to do.

The lights were blown out, and in the dark, the two were lying on the bed.

"Sleep!"

"Good. ”

Listening to the even breathing next to him, Nangong touched his hot cheeks, this face had a temperature for the first time tonight.

Looking at the man sleeping next to him in the dark, he was frightened recently, and quietly left, full of peace of mind.

Before she knew it, her eyes were gradually closing.

At this moment, downstairs.

The guy with swollen cheeks tidied up and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going. Behind him, the shopkeeper suddenly appeared like a ghost.

The guy stiffened and turned his head stiffly: "Shopkeeper, why are you here?"

His forehead was sweating, and his palms were wet.

"You're going to snitch?" asked the shopkeeper.

The guy swallowed with difficulty: "Shopkeeper, don't stop me." ”

"Have you ever thought that if you tell the truth, you will die. ”

"I thought about it, but I thought, how can he know if I secretly tell the truth. ”

The shopkeeper sneered: "If you don't know, you can't do it unless you do." If you want to know who told the secret, it's very simple, just find a Taoist witch who is good at divination, and there are many Taoist witches who are good at divination. ”

Sweat slid down his cheeks, and the guy roared in a low voice: "But, this is a good opportunity, I don't want to be a buddy for the rest of my life, and I will be called Xiaoer for the rest of my life, even if I am beaten, I don't even dare to fight back." ”

The shopkeeper stared at this free guy who was doing chores in his inn, and said, "I have no queen, when I can't move, when you are old, you can be called the shopkeeper." ”

"Shopkeeper, I respect you as a father, and don't stop me. ”

"I didn't mean to stop you. The shopkeeper sighed and stepped forward: "Just to think about the consequences, have you seen that guy's methods, in the face of seven good hands, how long did it take from the start to the end? If you tell the informant, he will probably not be able to keep the woman, but he can escape, you let him escape, do you think he will desperately track down the informant, do you want to use his ability, does he have this means, does he have the connections to find out this informant? Think about his horse, think about his face, think about it, think about it, he is probably a Song person. ”

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper sighed again: "I didn't stop you from dreaming, nor did I stop you from chasing your dreams, if you want glory and wealth, you can go, but before that, think clearly about the consequences, think clearly, and then act." ”

The sweat on the man's body flowed more and more, and eventually, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, covering his face and crying in a low voice.

Courage, along with the words of the shopkeeper, quickly dissipated. Now, how difficult it is to raise courage again.

"Thank you, shopkeeper. ”

"Figured it out?"

"After thinking clearly, I'm not going. ”

The shopkeeper smiled and patted the guy on the shoulder: "Go back, sleep well, forget all this, and get up early tomorrow." ”

Seeing the guy stand up and leave in despair, the shopkeeper wiped the sweat on his forehead: "TNND, it's so good that it almost affected Lao Tzu." ”

As he spoke, he took a breath and rubbed his hands: "It's really cold this day, so it's better to hurry back to bed and have a son with your mother-in-law." Otherwise, if there is really no one to inherit Lao Tzu's inn, it will be a big loss. ”