On the second day, in the afternoon, Devil May Cry was practicing his fists and kicks, and a guest came.

It was a little beggar who came and sent a message to Ghost Cry to go to the beggar's den.

The ghost cried and gave him two cents, and the little beggar walked away with a jump.

"I'm going out. Ghost Cry shouted into the house.

"When will Big Brother Ghost come back?" Cai Wei poked her head out.

"It should be soon!" the ghost cried, went back to the house, picked up the knife, and went out.

Soon came to the beggar, and the ghost cried straight in: "Old drunkard, what's the matter with me?"

The old drunkard's injuries are not yet healed, and some are sick, but he is already eating wine and drinking meat, so there must be no big problem.

He glanced at the ghost crying and coughed twice: "I really envy you young people, you hurt quickly." ”

Coughing twice as he spoke, he continued: "Recently, the Lantern Festival has attracted a lot of demons and monsters, causing a lot of trouble, and we don't have enough manpower, so we need your help, and we can't take this job." ”

"How much. Ghost Cry asked.

"One or two stripes of silver a night. ”

The Lantern Festival has a total of five days, one day has passed, and there are four days left, which is four taels of silver, which is more than six dollars, and the price is expensive.

Ghost Cry pondered that the expenses had been a bit heavy recently, so he nodded in agreement.

The old drunkard threw a sign, and the ghost cried and caught it.

The old drunkard instructed, "Remember to hang the sign in a conspicuous place, so that you will not get into trouble with your weapons." ”

Ghost Cry nodded in agreement.

At night, at home.

"Big brother ghost, are you drinking tonight?"

The ghost sat on the bench, stopped wiping the knife, and said, "No, there is something to do tonight, you can pour wine into my gourd." ”

"Okay. ”

After a while, Cai Wei came out of the kitchen with her meal and set it on the table.

The two had a meal, and Cai Wei suddenly asked, "Big brother ghost, what's going on today!"

"I took a job and went to patrol the city to prevent something from causing trouble. Ghost Cry replied as he took a few bites of rice.

"Brother ghost, can I go with me. ”

The ghost cried and swallowed the food in his mouth, and then said, "No, if there is a fight, I can't take care of you." ”

"Oh!" Cai Wei was a little disappointed.

After eating, Cai Wei cleaned up the table and cried to tidy up.

At some point, it started to rain outside, and Ghost Cry put on his robe again.

Before going out, he instructed Cai Wei: "Don't be reluctant to use candles, order a few more, don't hurt your eyes." ”

He knew that Cai Wei liked to get some needlework in the evening, so he asked so.

"Got it. Cai Wei replied.

With a knife, he put on a hat, went out with a lantern, closed the door after going out, added some forage to the big black horse, and patted him on the back: "Help watch the door." ”

The big black horse snorted, glanced at the ghost cry with slanted eyes, and lowered his head to graze.

The rain was very small, but it didn't really affect much.

Devil May Cry wears a robe, mainly in terms of defense.

The coat is a rain gear, for a sword or something, it can't be much prevented, it should be poked into a hole or it has to be poked into a hole, but for some hidden weapons, such as darts and the like, the defense is still very good.

As for the hat, in addition to being handsome, the more important thing is to hide your identity.

Squeezed into the chaotic crowd again, others saw Ghost Cry dressed like this, and took a long knife, and unconsciously moved away, so Ghost Cry entered the city smoothly.

He found a corner, extinguished the lantern, set it aside, carried the ladder to the sky, jumped to the top of the building in a few steps, stepped on the tiles, found a comfortable place, sat down, and looked at the night scene below.

This is really boring, Ghost Cry simply put the knife on his lap, took out the wine gourd and a bag of fried peanuts, and ate it slowly while drinking slowly.

If you want to spend most of the night, you have to save a little.

The cold wind is blowing, eating a little wine, the noise below, the roof is quiet, and there is a sense of being away from the hustle and bustle. I stayed like this for a long time, and before I knew it, the peanuts were all eaten.

Ghost Cry was slightly stunned, threw the paper bag aside, picked up the gourd, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and drank the wine in the gourd.

Ghost Cry hiccuped, a little drunk.

"Alas!" he sighed, completely deprived of the sense of tranquility and comfort he had just had, and only felt a little bored.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he ran into human traffickers again.

It seems that there are a lot of traffickers in the lantern festival!

Originally, this matter was not his business. But who's to say that he just wants to take care of it now?

Ghost Cry glanced in the direction the trafficker had left, jumped off the roof, and chased after the spot.

He did not catch the traffickers in the first place, but chased after them.

This time, he wanted to make a big fuss.

The trafficker in front of him was sneaky and walked around the city for most of the time before he stopped at a backyard gate and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and another man poked his head out sneaky.

The two muttered a few words, and the man handed the trafficker a piece of silver, and the trafficker weighed it with his hand, nodded with satisfaction, handed the child in his hand to the man, and turned away.

The man took the child and slammed the door shut. The traffickers carried the silver in their arms, and their faces were elated.

Ghost Cry stepped forward quickly, and before the trafficker could react, the hilt of the knife was out of his abdomen as soon as his left hand was raised.

Immediately he bent over, opened his mouth to vomit, was choked by the ghost crying with one hand, and was swallowed back again, and his face was red with discomfort.

After two consecutive blows, he was stunned, the ghost cry grabbed his throat and lifted him up with one arm, and fell heavily to the ground, with a snap, he was directly flattened on the ground, his head tilted, and he fainted.

Devil Cry dragged him down the alley, threw him into a dark corner, and looked at the compound.

This yard is not an ordinary house at first glance.

Vermilion doors, snow-white walls, dark blue tiles. This wall has to be one and a half feet high, and ordinary people really can't climb into it.

Ghost Cry shook his hands and feet slightly, warmed up, ran a few steps, and then jumped up, his toes on the wall, and he went up to the wall in a few steps, and then pressed his hand on the wall, and the whole person turned in.

As soon as his feet landed, the ghost cried and squatted down to lose his strength, and secretly scolded this family for being so vicious, and actually pressed nails on the wall, if it weren't for his quick eyes, I am afraid that his palm would have to be poked into a hole.

The cat bent on his waist and walked all the way in the backyard.

There was a voice from ahead, and the ghost cried and went to the back of the rockery.

The two nurses passed by with lanterns, and they said which kiln sister was beautiful, and they would take care of it in a few days.

When they were gone, Oni Cry came out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This kind of thing was done by Yang An before, but since he arrived in Luoyang, he has basically stopped.

It's a little rusty to do it again now, but don't mention it, it's quite exciting.

While shuttling in the backyard, the ghost cries and complains.

These big families, building so many rockeries, attics, and corridors, are good-looking, but sneaking in, as long as you are careful, it is really difficult to be discovered.

As for those nursing homes, they are just a beautiful decoration.

With a lantern, you can see it from afar.

When patrolling, it was also perfunctory, and it was really hard to say how much of a role a thief could play if he really touched it.

There was no danger all the way, and the ghost cried and touched an attic.