"ah!!!"
In the winter morning, before dawn, the bright light on the horizon was still covered in gray, and a sudden scream suddenly exploded from the downtown area and spread...
A female corpse with red and swollen body was hung on the pillar of the gate.
The corpse's legs were swinging back and forth under it, and a rope was tied around its neck hanging in the air, making a harsh "creak" sound in the wind.
The female corpse was not wearing culottes, and even her clothes were in tatters.
"Ahhhh!!"
The busy city in the early morning is buzzing with excitement.
Soon, a police officer arrived at the scene and confirmed the identity of the female corpse - a female martial artist from the "Chun Yang Martial Arts School".
The patrolman looked very unhappy, even a little scared.
The county captain had just died. This female martial artist was not weak at Chunyang Martial Arts School, at least not weaker than him, but now she died here.
He stared at this scene with wide eyes, and the government servants next to him also gasped.
No one asked stupid questions like "Is it suicide?"
This is the unscrupulous and arrogant performance of the "flower-picking thief".
The entire Xiongshan County seems to have become his hunting ground.
The patrolman looked at the female corpse, suppressed the fear in his heart, and ordered: "Put her down and call her a coward!"
At this moment, a government servant suddenly let out a scream of extreme fear, turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business! It's none of my business!!"
It is unimaginable that a strong government servant was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
This shrill cry sent chills all over the body, and even the bustling city that was supposed to be getting noisy became deathly silent...
The patrolman took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "There are many of us. There are many of us here. The flower picker doesn't dare to show up. He's afraid of him...Afraid of him..."
He couldn't finish the four words "Afraid of what he might do".
He was a veteran patrolman and had been following Lieutenant Shan. But when he said these words, scenes of Lieutenant Shan's horrific death appeared in his mind.
The bare human head, the body abandoned by Ling Chi.
"ha..."
"Hahaha..."
The patrolman's back was hairy, he was gasping for air, and he exhaled clouds of white mist, which were blown away by the biting cold wind.
There seemed to be a ghost hand strangling his neck in the cold wind, making him breathless like a drowning man.
That is oppression from the darkness.
After a while, the owner of the Chunyang Martial Arts School of the Li family arrived in person and silently collected the body of the disciple, with a look of pain and anger on his face. He suddenly drew his sword, looked around in the busy city, and roared angrily: "You bitch and thief! If you have the ability, come to me! Come on! Come on! You bastard!"
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That night.
In Chunyang Martial Arts Hall, the owner of the hall dispersed all the people in the hall, and sat alone in the courtyard, closing his eyes and concentrating, and his whole body was as tense as a strong bow, as if he was really waiting for the lewd thief.
However, there are many masters hidden in the inner room behind the museum owner.
These masters include those from the Li family, as well as the Tian family and the Ding family.
Of course, when it comes to the number of masters, the Li family is definitely the most numerous. Because the Li family controls the mines, blacksmiths, shops and martial arts schools, these masters can be "produced by the family". In addition, the martial arts hired from outside are not the Tian family's. Comparable to the Ding family.
At this time, Shan Jian died, and the three major families felt unprecedented pressure, so it was natural to join forces.
They didn't know if the museum owner's provocation was useful, but with the idea that it might be useful, they lurked here.
Chunyang Martial Arts School was quite far away from the Li family, so... Li Xuan did not follow him quietly.
He still remembered something that happened before.
Shan Jian set up an ambush to lure the flower thief, but what they lured was a fake, and the real flower thief killed someone on the other side.
Therefore, at such a dangerous moment, he would not leave the Li family and be taken away from his hometown.
If that happened, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
At this time, in the house of the eldest young master of the Li family, a tall and thin demonic body covered with dense clouds and mist was sitting cross-legged like an old tree root, sitting motionless in the cold darkness.
The ferocious aura was restrained, and the silver wire rings on the ten fingers were covered in a wide gray robe, making it appear as if there was no ripples in the ancient well, like a demon statue.
With the blessing of "29 points of acuity", Li Xuan felt that his perception was extremely clear. He could detect even the slightest movement in this silent night. Maybe he couldn't take care of the entire Li family, but at least the inner house was fine.
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At this time, the magistrate's residence.
The lights are still bright.
The magistrate was sitting in front of the desk, his hand holding the pen trembling.
This kind of thing has never happened during his term of office!
Then what kind of flower-picking thief is so arrogant?
He was frightened and angry. At this time, he was thinking about electing a temporary new county captain, and then gathering the entire county's efforts to search from house to house, determined to find the flower-picking thief.
At this moment, the door suddenly creaked.
The magistrate suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure.
Wearing a new winter coat, the magistrate's wife held a wooden plate in her hand, and the soup was steaming with heat. It was particularly attractive and warm in this deep winter.
"Master, please pay attention to your health." Although the county magistrate's wife is not beautiful, she comes from a wealthy family. She is pampered and has fine skin and tender flesh. She looks very charming.
The magistrate looked relaxed and looked at his wife approaching. He said, "Madam, don't worry. There are eight hundred soldiers in our county. Now these eight hundred people are divided into two groups and patrol day and night, and our mansion is the top priority." Heavy."
The county magistrate's wife smiled and said, "Master, of course I can rest assured."
She sat down next to the magistrate gracefully, scooped up the soup, blew on the hot air, placed it in front of the magistrate, and said, "Master, please eat it while it's hot."
The magistrate nodded, grabbed the soup and drank it.
But just after taking a sip, his neck suddenly felt cold, followed by an unimaginable pain, and the whole world turned upside down.
"Hey Hey..."
An extremely uncoordinated, weird laugh that didn't sound like a human voice came from the side.
The candles in the magistrate's room suddenly went out.
In the darkness, the magistrate's body seemed to be being eaten by something, disappearing piece by piece, until only a head with bulging eyes and an extremely frightened look before death rolled over the table.
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After a while.
Magistrate's residence, bedroom.
Dong dong dong...
There was a knock on the door.
When the charming wife of the magistrate heard the noise, she stood up and opened the door. She glanced at the magistrate outside the door and said softly: "Master, you come to bed so late."
"I'm busy with official duties. It's too late." The magistrate sighed.
"Come and sleep." The magistrate's wife yawned.
However, the magistrate suddenly closed the door, picked up his wife, threw her onto the cave, took off her clothes, pulled off his own pants, and threw her on her.
"What's the matter, sir?" Madam has never seen her husband-in-law so anxious.
The night...beautiful.
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the next day.
The three masters who had been guarding Chunyang Martial Arts Hall all night did not wait for the flower picker.
The owner also consumes a lot of energy.
The crowd was saying something like, "The flower picker is probably scared," and then dispersed. Suddenly, there was an unsettling noise coming from the market in the distance.
The group of people hurried away.
The market square was already surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
In the eyes of everyone, the usually charming and well-educated county magistrate's wife had turned into a corpse, hanging above the gate of a square, with her whole body red and swollen and her lower body in disgrace.
The pair of bare white legs were turned black and blue by the cold wind in the deep winter. At this time, they were swinging back and forth, making a terrible "creaking" sound from the ropes tightening the wood.
A wave of cold air rushed over and rushed to everyone's forehead. Thick goose bumps quickly rose up.
For a long time, no one dared to make a sound.
This scene is unprecedented.
It seems that there is an evil big hand holding this small county in Xiongshan, playing with them at will.
At the same time, screams were heard from the direction of the magistrate's mansion.
Soon, the bad news came...
The county magistrate died tragically!
