The bookkeeper found another dozen darts out of nowhere, and shot them all in one breath like lightning.

"Don't!" cried out as hard as the boss squeezed to his feet.

The darts in the account room are very accurate, and the frequency is fast, but the strength is not enough, and it is seen through by the ghost cry.

The ghost cried like electricity, and there was a chaotic sound of "clanging", and the darts were bounced off by the knife and flew everywhere.

Some are inserted into the floor, some are inserted into tables and stools, some are inserted into beams and columns, and some are ...... Stuck in people.

The head of the ledger tilted back heavily, staring at the dead fish's eyes, and watched as the beams fell to the ground.

In the center of his eyebrows, there was a dart stuck in it.

On the stairs, one of the two men who followed the account room suddenly shuddered, clutched his neck, and fell in pain.

Between his fingers, dark red blood gushed out.

"Get out!"

The boss's heart was dripping blood, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he suddenly jumped up and threw himself at the ghost cry.

The wind sounded behind him, and the ghost cried and turned around, avoiding the boss's pounce.

The boss smirked and slammed his fist to the floor.

Underground, in the darkness, the scholar in the green shirt curled up in the cage, and above his head, there were constantly messy footsteps, all kinds of huge collision sounds, and dust constantly falling down.

He was terrified, trembling, and trembling.

Then, a loud bang came overhead.

Then, a large hole was opened in the top, and a pitch-black underground was illuminated by the light.

In the shattered planks, two figures fell from above, one on the ground and the other on his knees.

and he that fell to the ground was fat and strong.

Half-kneeling, wearing a hat and a robe, and holding a long knife.

In the corner, in the cage, the scholar in green shirt squinted his eyes, only to feel that there was a bright and dark shadow in front of him.

The boss gritted his teeth and crawled up, blood oozing from between his teeth.

He was covered in bruises, but unaware of it, and threw himself at the ghost cry, slamming the only remaining fist at the door under the hat.

"Die, Dog's Day!" he said, his voice hoarse, like a hellish ghost.

Ghost Cry turned his head sideways, dodged his fist, and slammed an elbow into his face.

The mist was steaming, and the boss staggered back.

Ghost Cry strode after him and stabbed it through with a single sword.

The boss grabbed Ghost Cry's shoulder hard, opened his mouth and was about to bite it, but Ghost Cry put one hand on his chin.

Ghost Cry put one hand on his chin and the other hand on the knife, against the boss's body, and kept moving forward.

The boss went with all his strength, because most of the blood was gone, and he was powerless to resist, so he could only stagger back.

The two of them slammed into the wall with a "bang".

The dust fell, and the boss was nailed to the wall.

He gripped Devil Cry's shoulder hard, and a hoarse voice rang out from his half-torn neck.

"Let them go, let them go......"

The ghost cried with a cold look in his eyes: "Let you go, who will let go of those victims." ”

Ghost Cry's eyes are very good, although this guy in front of him has demonic energy, has become a demon, and has brute strength, but it is still not enough for Ghost Cry to see.

So when it fell, he took advantage of the light from the hole in his head to see through the underground room.

In the corner, a man shrunk in a cage.

On the desk, there are bloodstained chains.

There are all kinds of signs that these guys are innocent.

Although this boss seems to have some stories, those stories are not an excuse for him to kill innocents.

Not only that, but those merits, how can the ghost cry be let go.

"You can't die well, you can't die well!"

The boss muttered, his eyes blurred.

"If it is not good to die, how can I die? If it is a broken bone and the ashes are gone, I can't wait for it. ”

Ghost Cry pulled out the long knife violently, and the boss was unable to support it, and knelt on the ground.

With a swing of the long knife, the head rolled off, and the headless body slammed to the ground.

At this time, Devil Cry had the heart to look at the people in the cage in the corner.

There were three of them, and one of them was already crazy, drooling and snotty, and giggling.

One seems to be a beggar, because it is too dirty and weathered, and some can't tell the age.

The last one, a green shirt almost turned black, covered with patches, and the crooked legs looked like centipedes.

He looked at Ghost Cry with surprise, and Ghost Cry's eyes were full of surprise.

Finally, I found it.

Chu Junwen, his brother-in-law.

Looking at him, memories of scenes echoed in my mind.

Yang An, who has studied swordsmanship since childhood, is determined to be famous all over the world.

With such ambition, he also has this capital.

He has been good since he was a child, and his talent in swordsmanship is very good, and more importantly, his decision, and the judgment of timing and distance, can be said to be talented, far beyond ordinary people.

His parents are both heroes, and the family naturally does not worry about food and clothing, and there are also family swordsmanship practices, which also have a great origin, from Shushan.

After the death of his parents, he stabbed the enemy in his hand, chin Shu, crossed Wushan, and went to Luoyang.

However, in Luoyang, he ran into a difficult situation.

He is too poor, and the prices in Luoyang are too expensive.

After starving for two days in a row, he fainted on the side of the road and was rescued by a woman.

The woman Chu Xianglian is not too beautiful, but she is not ugly, and she doesn't know what's going on, anyway, Yang An was fascinated by the appearance of this woman holding a bowl of water.

A month later, Yang An, who was determined to become a hero in the world and marry the most beautiful woman in the world, married Chu Xianglian and gave up his dream of being a hero.

Then, in order to support his family, Yang An picked up Chu Xianglian's father's knife, practiced the Chu family's family knife technique "Windward Knife", entered the palace, and became the court eagle dog he had always despised.

Later, Chu Xianglian died of illness.

Before she died, Yang An was in front of Chu Xianglian's bed, grabbed her hand, and promised her that she would definitely take care of her younger brother.

And this is Yang An's obsession, and later it naturally became the obsession of ghost crying.

"Windward Knife", the Chu family's knife technique, comes from the army.

This knife method is divided into three types, no wind, downwind and upwind, corresponding to three situations.

No wind, refers to the fight with the enemy, and divided into the enemy and me, the enemy wants to attack me and I want to attack people, in the face of three situations, each has different ways of coping, but generally is to hold your breath and concentrate, eyes to see six ways, ears to listen to all directions, mainly to observe, in the details of the treatment is also different.

Downwind refers to the time when you are in the upper hand when you are fighting the enemy. At this time, there are also three situations. There are three situations: the enemy acting deliberately, the enemy calmly responding, and the enemy panicking, each of which has a different way of coping. However, the general emphasis is on the quick knife to hurt people, killing people cautiously, cutting off their fingers first, step by step, mainly cautious, using the advantage of the knife length, playing with it between applause, and slowly bleeding.

Headwind, refers to when you fall into the downwind, and at this time, no matter what the situation, you are mainly alive, your feet must be live, your knife skills must be live, and it is best not to collide with the enemy's blades and wait for the opportunity to fight back.

Just when the ghost cry was indulging in swordsmanship, Chu Junwen looked at the person in front of him excitedly.

The hat, the robe, and the long knife, the light shot down from the top of his head, so that his entire upper body was trapped in the shadow cast by the hat, and he couldn't see clearly.

In a trance, he thought that his brother-in-law had come back to life.

Then he shook his head vigorously, although the knife was similar to his brother-in-law's knife, his brother-in-law was dead.

(At the beginning, Yang An used his father-in-law's knife, but the knife was used for too long, and then it broke, so Yang An found a blacksmith to fight again)

But no matter who he is, anyway, the owner of this black shop, that terrible butcher is dead.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves was heard outside.

Outside, in the stables, there was only one horse and one mule.

The ghost cry was heard very clearly, it was the sound of horses' hooves, not mules' hooves.

Ghost Cry was awakened instantly, he jumped up, his ape arm was lightly relaxed, he grabbed the edge of the hole above his head, and exerted force with one hand, and all of a sudden, the whole person passed through the hole and arrived in the hall of the inn.

He turned around and grabbed the scabbard leaning against the staircase, then galloped out, picking up the dart nailed to the doorframe as he passed the doorway, and chased after the man who had fled on his horse.

Originally, when I found my brother-in-law, I was in a good mood and had forgotten about the guys who ran away.

However, these guys are so good that they dare to move their horses.

When Devil Cry rushed to the door, he saw a guy outside riding a horse and galloping in the drizzle.

The other guys weren't as stupid as he was, and they ran into the woods and scattered.

Shout!

The dart cut through the rain and hit the guy in the back of the head.

A blood flower bloomed, and the man fell from his horse and fell to the side of the road.

Ghost Cry led the horse back to the inn, first into the kitchen, looking at the meat marinated in the water tank, a little sick to his stomach.

Then, search room by room.

In the backyard, it is estimated that in the room of the fat black shop owner, ten copper coins and three taels of silver were found at that time.

There must be more than that, maybe there is some secret grid or something, but the ghost cry is too lazy to find it.

He didn't rush to get the money, but found the gold sore medicine, then took off his hat, pulled the darts from the coat, and then applied the gold sore medicine to the wound.

There are a lot of people who throw darts, and the ghost cries to take care of the sword in front of him, and it is inevitable that there is some negligence in those darts, and it is not strange to have a few darts in the middle.

Fortunately, the coat was thick, which greatly weakened the power of the darts.

The darts hit the body, and it was only some flesh wounds that were not serious.

Although, he can suck blood to speed up the recovery of his injuries, but Devil Cry doesn't want to do this, he always feels that once he does it, he will embark on a road of no return.

While bandaging the wound, the ghost cried and muttered: "I don't know how many platelets I have to lose......"

After bandaging the wound, he put on a robe, put on a hat, and then put the copper coins in the box, and put three taels of silver and a dozen copper plates in the bag, and put them close to his body.

Ten copper coins, more than 60 catties, really a bit of weight, the ghost crying in one hand, walking like flying.

Outside, place it on a cart with a bolt to the mule.

Then, riding a horse and leading a mule, he left.

Yes, that's it.

He seemed to have forgotten about his brother-in-law who was still in a cage underground.

Chu Junwen curled up in a cage.

He was happy at first, and when he heard the footsteps from above leaving, he hurriedly shouted with another person.

As a result, listening to the voice farther and farther away, gradually, it turned into despair.

God, it's already dark.

Chu Junwen, who had been hungry for a long time, shrank in the cage and trembled.

Just when he thought he was going to starve to death inside, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Then, a torch shone down from above, followed by a rattling sound.

Then, it didn't take long.

The underground door was pushed open, and a group of officials walked in with torches.

Chu Junwen curled up in the cage, tears welling up in his eyes.

In the woods, Ghost Cry lowered the brim of his hat and looked at the brightly lit inn, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

The next day, dawn.

The lingering autumn rain finally stopped, and the sun showed its head after a long absence.

Chu Junwen walked out of the yamen alone, looking at the street blankly, holding his croaking stomach, at a loss.

Pedestrians hurried back and forth, stepping on the muddy puddles on the road, and the splashes wet Chu Junwen's trouser legs.

Although he escaped with his life, Chu Junwen couldn't be happy, and walked down the street in despair, at a loss.

Suddenly, he bumped into someone.

The man was strong and strong, while Chu Junwen was thin and weak, obviously he had hit someone else, but he took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Chu Junwen apologized repeatedly, and he was about to leave.

However, the man once again stood in front of Chu Junwen, and the voice of the rough mine exploded in Chu Junwen's ears: "Isn't this Chu Xian's nephew?"

Chu Junwen raised his head in surprise: "Uncle Li!!"

The man in front of him was tall and burly, with a full beard, and he looked fierce.

Although he looks fierce and vicious, his name is quite elegant, his name is Li Wenwen, and Chu Junwen's father was a colleague, and he was also a colleague when he cried with ghosts.

This morning, he was having breakfast at a stall.

While eating, I was worried about what had happened recently.

He came here with the king, and then everything was disrupted, and in the intermingling of various powers, he became a victim, and his official position was demoted again and again.

Just the day before yesterday, he was troubled by his boss again and was transferred here to catch the Jiangyang thieves who had recently made waves in this county.

However, how cunning the Jiangyang thief is, after committing the case, he has already slipped away, and Li Wenwen is not good at solving cases, so he has a lot of clues.

Just as he was sad, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man wore a hat and a coat, and carried a long cloth bag behind his back.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is a weapon in it, but this is very common.

Although it is expressly forbidden in all major cities to carry weapons, those people in the rivers and lakes don't care about this, they still carry weapons, but they just make some cover up and bluff ghosts.

Those officials can't beat these people quickly, and there is nothing they can do about it, anyway, as long as you don't understand and show your weapons, the rest will be left to their own devices.

Suddenly, the cloth bag inadvertently slipped off, revealing the hilt.

Immediately, Li Wenwen recognized the knife.

This knife is not common in the people, this is a knife in the army, even in the army is rare, and it can only be used by brave people.

Li Wenwen felt that there was something strange about this person, so he hurriedly followed, but he didn't expect to bump into the son of a former good colleague.