Chapter 8

"Slaugh him for me!"

Zhou Shihao waved his hand, and the patrol officers all drew their knives to meet him.

Lu Yi's way off the horse just now really made him feel lingering.

But he really doesn't believe that more than a hundred people can be killed by all the cripples.

Talking to a limple is to give him face.

But the other party doesn't want face.

I'm sorry, I have to stay.

What's more, the lame man blocked the door by himself. Even if the mad knife Min Yan came, he would be consumed to death by the fight of the trapped beast.

It's a pity.

Luyi has never thought of a way out.

At this moment, where is he still the disabled person who coughs up blood?

The body that shuttles through the crowd.

It's more than a ghost.

It floats like a swaying fireworks.

Can't touch, can't grasp.

Every flash will hand out a sword.

Every sword is a life.

The jailer who fought with him looked like he was taking the initiative to feed him.

Try the sharpness of the thin sword with flesh and blood.

The whole body on the road is full of murder.

Even the blood coughed up by vigourous exercise is not useless.

Some people want to split the knife from behind.

He turned back and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

The man was stunned and his head fell to the ground.

In a short time, there were more than a dozen corpses in the courtyard.

Zhou Shihao on the stage can no longer sit still.

It's creepy to watch.

He has never seen anyone fight like this.

One person, only one sword.

A sword is the eternal separation between heaven and man.

There is no extra action.

Moreover, it will not waste energy.

That ruler sword is like the dividing line between yin and yang.

"Crazy... Crazy..."

Zhou Shihao's throat knot was swallowed.

The saliva swallowed is as hot as a flame.

Dry and tingling.

His hand holding a knife trembled like a cold wind that year.

The whole courtyard is the stage of killing gods in the crowd.

The lanterns are full of lanterns around, like an emotionless spectator.

A strange bright red appeared on Luyi's pale face.

Zhou Shihao no longer dared to regard the lame man of the Fencheng cart as an ordinary lunged ghost.

What kind of person is he? When he kills people, he has no expression at all?

How on earth was this martial arts practised?

It seems that the climple really intends to kill all the people!

Zhou Shihao shuddered.

With a ding-dong, the knife fell to the ground.

After all, he is just a nine-grade sesame official who does wrong.

Bullying and dominating the market is his main business.

There is no spirit, life is the most important.

Zhou Shihao looked at the wall nearly two feet (6 metres) high and regretted why he didn't find a low one at the beginning.

Gruntling--!

A human head.

He was squeezed to the stage in the chaos.

There is still fear and an incredible expression on the face of the former robe.

Don't say that a dead person can't get through.

It's even more impossible to face Luyi alive.

Zhou Shihao didn't have time to think about it again.

He hurriedly jumped off the stage and rushed to the wall.

Buzz--!

Something is coming from the back.

With a bang, it was inserted into the wall.

It's a knife.

It was a knife that the owner was cut in half by Lu Yi, and it was too late to let go.

Zhou Shihao was not injured, and he turned his head with lingering palpitations.

It was found that Luyi in the crowd did not look over.

But what Lu Yi said was extremely clear in his ear.

"Don't worry, it will be on you soon."

It was also because of this moment of distrination that Luyi was stabbed on the back.

After all, there are too many people to tolerate any mistakes.

But it's just a slight frown.

Turn around and pat the knife body with the left hand of Yan Mo.

Click--!

The standard steel knife of the government was actually broken by him.

"Death!"

The aftertaste of the dead word is still lingering in my ears.

The tip of the Taiping sword has poked open the forehead bone of the sneak attacker.

Luyi's wrist turned gently.

The skull suddenly broke, and the red and white things were everywhere.

The rest of the patrol pawns were shocked by this scene, and the six gods were defeated by this scene.

They can't figure out why the hand holding the pen is so stable when holding the sword.

When it came to the 70s, Luyi's movements gradually slowed down.

But he is still like a beast waiting for an opportunity.

Block the remaining 30 people in the corner of the courtyard.

The thin body is as insurmountable as a high wall.

"Wow!"

Luyi stood in place to adjust his breathing.

The falcon-like eyes glanced back and forth on the patrolmen.

Whoever has any abnormality will be immediately locked in by him.

The person he targeted will make a swing like a cold.

The lung disease is so serious that Luyi needs to rest.

Not only is it painful, but it also pulls the meridians.

It affects the speed and accuracy of his sword.

Yes, if there is no lung disease, the peace in his hand will be sharper.

Luyi stopped until he endured the limit.

"Are you scared? What are you doing? Didn't you see that he is the end of the crossbow at this moment?"

Zhou Shihao, standing at the end of the crowd, roared angrily and in fear.

But at this point, no one is willing to take the initiative to fight with Luyi.

"You don't think he will let us go, do you?" Zhou Shihao roared.

Luyi gently shook his hand and moved his tired joints.

"He's right. None of you can get out."

However, there is still no movement in the crowd.

In addition to the violent breathing, it is the impact sound when the teeth tremble.

If you can die late, who doesn't want to die in the end?

More than 70 living people were really killed like chickens by Luyi.

The pressure of death at any time makes them unable to move their legs at all.

"Dongzi, you go and kill him. I'll give you a thousand taels of silver."

Zhou Shihao said to the most burly man in the crowd.

Zhang Ping came down, and he was the strongest.

Unfortunately, he didn't have enough courage, so he hasn't officially confronted Luyi yet.

After all, those who are a little confident or unlucky are all lying on the ground at this moment.

But money is the best thing to make people forget to die.

One thousand taels of silver, that's the salary for 30 years.

Dongzi pushed away the crowd and slowly came out.

"Your feet are floating, you are afraid." Luyi suddenly opened his mouth.

When Dongzi heard this, his huge body trembled.

But he still didn't stop.

"Shucai, if you give me another chance, I will never rob the account book of Lao Shizi seven days ago. Unfortunately, time can't go back. Let me tell you that Minchang will go to the county in half a month. If you can go out alive, do it as soon as possible."

Lu Yi nodded: "Thank you, leaving the whole body for you."

Later, Zhou Shihao said angrily, "Dongzi, you took the wrong medicine. Do you dare to say this?"

Dongzi suddenly collapsed and scolded loudly, "Fuck you, Zhou Shihao, now this result is caused by you. Keep the money to buy coffins, more than a hundred coffins, compensate you to death, open a restaurant? Let's open a crematorium!"

After saying that, Dongzi raised his knife and rushed to the router.

Poof--!

No one expected that Luyi did not dodge with an ordinary knife.

The knife cut the shirt and inserted it into the shoulder blades of Luyi.

Dongzi looked at Luyi in amaze, and immediately realised that Xiucai was really tired.

But the flame that had just flashed in his eyes went out in an instant.

He just wanted to draw a knife and stab again.

With a click, Lu Yi Sheng broke the knife body with his shoulder blade.

"Go well, I won't send it."

Puff--!

Taiping instantly penetrated the heart, and the burly body fell to the ground.

This time, everyone finally saw the action of Luyi.

It's as concise as a child's play.

However, the whole courtyard was full of the sound of swallowing saliva.

Is it something that ordinary people can do to break a knife with bones?

Even if it can be done, several people can endure it.

But Luyi, except for the slight frown, the whole face was as calm as water.

At this moment, they are sure that even if Luyi falls to the ground without knowing his physical strength, he can still kill people!

"Continue."

Luyi finally recovered.

The voice fell to the ground, stepped forward, and took the initiative to rush into the crowd.

Flesh and blood are flying in the crowd.

Screams and pain are mixed.

It's like playing mourning music for their own funeral.

After a while, Luyi was condescending, staring at Zhou Shihao, who was sitting on the ground and trembling against the corner of the wall.

Zhou Shihao's face was distorted, and tears flowed.

He looked up at Lu Yi and was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

Luyi is full of blood, with his own, but more of others.

There is also blood on the sword, and the blood slides down the body of the sword.

Zhou Shihao could even hear the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

The scholar who wrote a letter in Fencheng really killed more than 100 people...

"Do not leave a last message?" Lu Yi asked.

"Luyi, this matter and..."

Lu Yi interrupted, "Do you think Liu Dabao's daughter-in-law can get married?"

"It should..."

The words are not finished yet.

With a bang, Luyi's sword entered the sheath.

Zhou Shihao's throat was cut open, but the wound was just right.

No touch of the spine, the aorta is minimally invasive, and the trachea is completely exposed.

In this way, the time of death will be greatly lengthened.

Let Zhou Shihao more fully experience the despair of death approaching step by step.

"What's there to say? Go down and tell the king of hell that he should be more patient than me."

Zhou Shihao purred in his throat.

"Dabao, your clothes are dirty. Buy me another one tomorrow."

Lu Yi said to himself, and his murderous spirit suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The sword god who kills without blinking an eye has become the staggering scholar again.

He stooted his tired body and turned away step by step.

On the street, Duan Muzhai didn't come out of the Liu family until now.

It took a lot of energy, and I didn't have enough dinner.

It's late at night now.

He intends to take a chance by the way.

Let's see if we can meet the shop that runs all night.

If you go back and trouble Feng Er Niang, you will definitely eat a big bag.

Walking along the street, there are no shops.

I happened to see two drunks passing by and scolded while walking.

"Damn, who set the fire in Yanliu Lane? It's rare that my mother-in-law is not here, and I spent a lot of good time."

"No, I've thought about it for everyone, and I pointed to the passion of my youth at night. Damn it."

Duan Muzhai stated forward and stopped the drunk.

"Brother, is Yanliu Lane open at night?"

The two drunks looked up together and said, "It's a fire, and it will take at least half a month to recover."

Hearing this, Duanmuzhai was even more strange.

In his Duanmu City, if there is a fire, the official's uncle will be all over the street.

Why don't you see the people of the inspection department today?

Sure enough, something really doesn't work.

Passing by a restaurant, I looked up.

"What a big golden signboard, Shihao Restaurant, yo, it turned out to be opened by the local emperor. No wonder it's so big."

After muttering, seeing that the door was open, Duan Muzhai entered the house to see if he could get some food.

If you open the door to treat guests, you can't hit people in the store and smash your own signboard.

As soon as I entered the door, I was dumbfounded.

Not to mention food, no one can see one.

"Is there anyone?" Duan Muzhai shouted in a loud voice.

No one responded, only the sound of the wind.

"It's a bad door. Such a big store, if you don't look at it, you won't be afraid of being burglars."

I was about to turn around and leave, but I heard a strange noise behind.

It seems that someone knocked something over.

"You see, isn't the thief coming here?"

After rubbing his stomach, he was so hungry that Duan Muzhai changed his mind.

"Forget it, go back and disturb the second lady to sleep. It will definitely be repaired. Let's be a thief once."

Duanmuzhai said as he walked, "Brother, you steal the money later, and I steal the food. Don't cut me with a knife."

Walking through the forecourt, there is a patio behind it.

The kitchen is on the right, and the backyard is right in front.

The sound is in the backyard, and people who go to the kitchen to steal food do not interfere with each other. The faster the cooperation, the perfect it is.

I'm so happy that I'm fantasising about roasting goose.

The backyard suddenly creaked and the door opened.

In the shadow under the eaves, there is a dark shadow leaning against the door frame.

"I'm going, brother. It's bold enough to steal openly."

In line with the principle that more is not as good as less, Duanmu Zhai originally did not want to take care of it.

But when he turned his head, Yu Guang swept to the man. It seemed that one leg fell to the ground and was not secure, which was cushioned.

"No, scholar?"

Duanmuzhai took two steps in the direction of the courtyard gate, and suddenly there was a gust of wind.

There is a pungent smell of blood in the air.

I have seen the blood of the dead, the blood of the living, and Duanmu Zhai.

But the taste has never been so heavy.

He looked awre and rushed over in a hurry.

"Shucai, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as he arrived at Luyi's side, Luyi fell directly to the ground with a click.

Duanmu Zhai looked down.

Luyi was covered with blood, and occasionally it could be seen from the place where the clothes were wrinkled and dry that it was a gray robe.

I hurriedly reached out to test it. I was still panting, but I was just dizzy.

He lowered his head again and found that the blood of Luyi was spilled on the ground.

Then he followed the blood stains and looked into the courtyard.

It doesn't matter. I almost scared his soul away.

A chair is overturned not far away.

On the other side of the chair, it is simply a sea of corpses and blood.

The limbs are broken, and the heads are all over the ground.

The picture is similar to the hell depicted in the book.

The yellow lanterns swayed in the wind, with a gloomy and piercing chill.

No wonder there was a fire in Yanliu Lane, and I couldn't see anyone from the inspection department.

It's all lying here.

"Fuss, scholar, did you do this?"

Duan Muzhai was surprised.

Luyi couldn't respond, only a faint gasp.

At the same time, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded outside.

It's a more person.

"It's dry, so be careful of the candles."

Duan Muzhai frowned and didn't have time to think about it.

He got up in a hurry and closed the door of the courtyard.

Then he carried Luyi on his shoulder and slipped away in the dark.

Dangdangdang-!

There was a knock on the door in the steamed bun shop, which was very urgent.

"You can't climb over the wall?" Feng Erniang shouted in a very unhappy way.

Dangdangdang-!

The knock on the door became louder.

Squeak.

Before the door was fully opened, Feng Erniang was sleepy and complained.

"Zizhai, can you do it well and let my mother go? Tomorrow morning, I still want to..."

Before she finished speaking, Feng Erniang smelled a pungent smell.

It smells like rusty iron.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw that Duan Muzhai was carrying a man.

The latter is like a thief who steals a dog. After looking around and entering the door, he quickly closes the door.

"This... Who is this?"

The figure on the shoulder was very familiar, but Feng Erniang did not dare to recognise it.

"A scholar!"

Duan Muzhai put it down and patted his chest to gasp.

The man's face had plaques left after the blood dried up.

More than half of his face was covered. If it hadn't been for Duan Muzhai, Feng Erniang wouldn't have dared to recognise it at all.

He hurriedly picked up the towel and wiped the man's face clean. At a glance, it was indeed Luyi.

"What's wrong with him?" Feng Erniang said in surprise.

"I don't know. It may have killed someone."

"What is possible?"

"I met him in the Shihao Restaurant and came out of the pile of dead people. There were more than a hundred people, and I didn't see anyone gasping. Although he was very suspicious, my instent made me think it was impossible."

"What did you say?" Feng Erniang raised the volume, "Isn't Shihao Restaurant opened by Zhou Shihao? Those more than 100 people are all from the inspection department?

Duan Muzhai nodded: "The bodies are all wearing the patrol's clothes, most of which are."

Feng Erniang looked at Lu Yi, who was lying unconscious in a chair, and had not recovered for a long time.

How could he have killed it?

You know, those patrollings are not ordinary flower racks.

They are all serious soldiers and bandits.

"Yes, it must be his hand."

Duan Muzhai lifted Luyi's clothes and saw half of the knife body left on his shoulder blades.

The official system, obviously Luyi has handled with them.

"Hiss!" Duan Muzhai gasped and said, "The broken blade is uneven and close to the bone. I'm afraid he didn't break it directly with his shoulder blade. How painful it is..."

Hearing this, Feng Erniang hurriedly looked down.

Sure enough, in the wound with half a palm, there was a touch of silvery white that was particularly dazzling.

I have been wandering on the road for ten years, and I have seen all kinds of wounds.

I've never seen such a strange one.

But that picture, with a little outline in my mind, can be imagined.

"Save people first."

The two of them were in a hurry and carried Lu Yi into Feng Erniang's room.

The place where women live has a strong fragrance.

But at this moment, there is a trace of fishiness in the strong fragrance.

Duanmuzhai gave a needle to Luyi.

Feng Erniang was stunned on the side.

It's hard to imagine how a lame scholar would kill more than 100 people in the inspection department.

What to kill? Are you good at it?

Thinking of this, Feng Erniang looked at the waist of Luyi.

There, don't wear a ruler.

She reached out to pick it up and check it, but she was stopped by Duanmu Zhai.

"Keep some secrets for him. I really want to know. Just ask him in person when he wakes up. If you sincerely treat you as your sister, I won't hide it from you."

Feng Erniang was stunned and nodded slowly.

Duan Muzhai played on the topic: "Woman, don't be too strong. A man loves you and calls you strong. He doesn't love you. He is called death. Although he is your brother, he is not his own brother. Don't be curious about everything."

"Flet your uncle." Feng Er Niang scolded.

"You see, I hurt in vain, don't I?"

"Hurry up and save people, don't talk nonsense."