Amidst the conversation between the three people at the door, the scout in the room was left next to the stove and woke up from the cold... maybe he should have been woken up by the heat.
The stove was emitting dim light, and the fire made his chest feel hot, while the areas on his back that were not touched by the heat were cold.
He only felt a splitting headache, and the instinct he had trained for a long time prevented him from humming like most people even if he woke up.
He opened his blurry eyes and slowly looked at the unfamiliar environment. The severe headache made him unable to concentrate at all.
He tried hard to move his body, but found that his hands and feet were all tied tightly and he couldn't move at all.
The eyes that were as swollen as steamed buns were carefully opened a crack...
It wasn't until he saw some fuzzy pigtails swinging in the room that the scout finally recalled part of the scene before he fainted.
He was about to speak subconsciously, but suddenly he heard a voice that made him tremble with fear: "This guy on the ground is going to die. When daybreak, I will cut off his head to pay tribute to Master..."
The girl's childish voice came: "Didn't you say that the master is very powerful in martial arts? Why did he die in his hands?"
"Hmph, this guy is using some dirty tricks..." The voice of the speaker was very unfamiliar, with an accent similar to that of Lao Geng. He shouldn't be from Jiuying!
"How do you know he is the Eighth Route Army?" Xiao Hongying's childish voice asked again.
"He said it himself. By the way, junior sister, you have already seen it. Go back quickly." Another voice was impatient.
The scout on the ground was a little confused when he heard it. The Eighth Route Army didn't use the term "brother and sister". He had a good psychological quality and immediately understood that this was something weird. He simply closed his eyes and continued to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.
But Xiao Hongying slowly squatted down in front of him, stretched out her little hand and breathed...
Still angry.
In the fire, Xiao Hongying suddenly saw the lips of the man on the ground moving. Xiao Hongying was startled: "Oh..."
"What, what's the matter? His chest is still heaving, he must not be dead."
Xiao Hongying was overjoyed, but her face looked normal: "Uh...it's so cold. Hurry up and cover him with something, don't let him freeze to death."
"You're the only one with a lot of trouble!" A man in black who spoke in the room pulled a pile of grass from the corner and threw it directly on the scout on the ground.
The girl didn't have a knife on her and was a little anxious. Listening to what these two people said, she had no choice but to shoot them to death. But when the gunfire rang out, there were still many people in the courtyard. It was difficult to escape...
Suddenly I saw a small stool next to the stove with a bowl on it.
Her eyes lit up involuntarily, and she stood up immediately, walked to the stool inadvertently, and deliberately tilted her feet. The stool was immediately knocked crooked by her, and the bowl slid directly from the stool to the stove made of iron buckets. Amidst the clattering sound, the bowl was thrown away. Crash.
Xiao Hongying held her breath and took the opportunity to kick a piece of debris under the scout.
The so-called darkness under the lamp means that there is a place just below the lamp that cannot be illuminated by light.
This is exactly the place under the stove.
The two people in the room saw the girl smashing a bowl carelessly. Although they were speechless, they didn't pay much attention.
The man who had just put down the firewood turned around, raised his foot to gather the fragments of the ground together, and put everything in order. He waved his hand and cursed: "It's so unlucky that you broke a bowl as soon as you came. Are you done with this? Why don't you leave quickly?" "
Xiao Hongying followed the young man in black outside the door, muttered a few words, turned around and walked into the moonlight.
The moonlight is still deep.
The courtyard is quite large, and it is probably where people like the Taoist sect practice their martial arts.
Except for some occasional sounds coming from the mourning hall, the surroundings were silent.
With her pigtails raised, she swaggered back to the mourning hall.
In the book left at the town office, she wrote Li Xiaolian's name. Since Li Xiaolian was the daughter of a security army instructor, someone would probably find out the problem soon.
There shouldn't be any problem finding this place.
Ask your aunt to watch your instructor's wake?
Hey, if I don't give you some color, how can I relieve my aunt's anger?
She didn't think that Li Xiaolian could really bring bad luck to the people who stayed in Banxian's class, most of whom were veterans, by bringing those who carried swords to the town hall.
...
It didn't take long.
Dirty face, cat-like waist, padded feet, approaching the wall of a certain courtyard like a mouse.
The door is closed... Speaking of veterans entering the door, who would go through the door and get shot?
Amidst the inaudible voice, a shadow as big as a man's head climbed up the courtyard wall, looking in with a dirty face.
Although there was moonlight, the visibility in the yard was still not high, and there was not a single person in the blur.
The lights were still on in the main room not far from the yard, and there were faint sounds.
A dark figure hiding in the corner of the courtyard also stared at the courtyard wall with wide eyes. He quickly rubbed his eyes and found that the head of the man on the courtyard wall was shaking.
My heart tightened, and I quickly imitated a cat meow... followed by another... and then another...
The nearby chicken began to crow for the third time, and the sleepy people in the room were immediately startled by the cat's meow.
The second senior brother looked at the wide-eyed fellow disciples beside him, raised his hand and made an "out" gesture, and six black figures silently rushed towards the door.
Leng Buding noticed that the girl next to him who had just returned was also staring with big thief eyes. The second senior brother approached Xiao Hongying and lowered his voice: "Stay here and don't run around. Someone is coming outside!"
His dirty face climbed up the wall, and then he slipped into the yard silently, thinking he was there.
Unfortunately, he was discovered by people in the courtyard and a warning was issued.
Luo Fugui, who was standing on the shoulders of the two soldiers, heard the cat meowing and saw the shadows of people shaking in the lighted main room. He immediately felt nervous: there was a "Shu Maizi" (fellow colleague) inside who noticed that the situation was abnormal.
The bandits like to imitate night owls when they find out about the situation. This time, they are not going well, and something bad has happened!
He quickly lowered his voice and said, "Fengqing, be careful with your dirty face!"
The dirty face lying on the ground crawled directly to the back of a flower stand and did not show up again. It was as obscene as it could be, slowly protruding its head like a mouse.
In the faint moonlight, no one could actually see him at all!
The second senior brother and the six men in black did not come out from the main entrance. Instead, they all ran to the side room, intending to climb through the window to the backyard and then go around the wall to the front yard.
Darkness is fair, no one can discover anyone.
Whoever makes a move loses the opportunity.
In fact, if Luo Fugui directly led people to attack, he could directly kill everyone in the courtyard.
However, he wanted to play a stealthy approach and sneak attack, but he didn't expect to directly alert the hidden eyes of Bai Daomen in the yard.
Luo Fugui is also a thief, and he is not the only one who arranges to climb over the courtyard wall.
Under the hazy moonlight, the dark shadows that emerged from the backyard window also fell into the eyes of the soldiers outflanking the backyard.
The second senior brother suddenly discovered that the little girl was following him, and his voice was very low: "Hey, why are you following me?"
"You're all gone, I'm afraid..."
"I said, aunt...please keep your voice down...go back quickly, you can't get involved in this matter!"
The soldier lying under the threshold of the backyard, looking into the courtyard with his eyes close to the crack of the door, was a little confused. He recognized the pigtails on his head and his childish voice that turned to gray!
The little girl is actually here!
However, she followed those men in black in the middle of the night...there was nothing wrong with those people!
What is she doing?
This wicked, fuming kid seems to be quite familiar with those people...
It was probably less than two hours from the time her disappearance was discovered to now. She got involved with the enemy in such a short period of time. Could it be that she surrendered and rebelled?
However, this doesn't make sense... Even if she surrenders to the enemy, she will definitely not be allowed to run around alone, right?
The confused soldier hesitated for a moment, his eyes quickly left the crack in the door, and his body slowly and silently left the threshold.
Luo Fugui looked at the soldier who had just ran over to report the situation and was stunned: "...What are you talking about? This girl is hanging out with those people in the yard?"
"She has a braid on her head, and she probably didn't suppress her wicked voice on purpose. If she admits her mistake, I will pluck out her eyes and use them as cannons for you to trample on, and cut off her ears to serve you with alcohol!" "
Luo Fugui looked around outside the courtyard wall for a long time. He lowered his voice before the bandit noises entered the ears of Dirty Face in the courtyard: "Dirty face... the wind is tight... pull..."
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