The lock clicked open with a click, and Wujiang quickly ducked into the house and closed the door.
There was a faint smell of burning rosin in the room, and there were stacks of manuscripts on the desk, almost all of which were about medicine.
On the light yellow paper in the middle were written eight big characters: "Wealth and honor are destined, life and death are in heaven." These eight characters, which have a slightly decadent meaning, were written with thunder and lightning, and you can see the passion of the person who wrote it. Reluctance and ambition.
Turning the corner of the table, Wujiang groped under the bed and bookcases one by one. There was nothing special about them, and he didn't find any mechanism.
She immediately left the house and locked the door again.
Gradually groping along the side room, passing by the kitchen, an old woman was adding firewood and cooking medicine. The smell of medicine came from the room. Wujiang was about to check, when suddenly a black shadow came through the front door and passed by the flowers.
This person has excellent qinggong. People who are good at qinggong are generally good at tracking, and people who are good at tracking are generally good at counter-tracking. Wujiang deliberately fell behind and followed him.
The black figure passed through the two arches and suddenly stopped outside the door, kneeling on one knee. Before he could announce, he heard a voice like a spring breeze, saying calmly: "Come in."
In an instant, the man in black knelt on one knee in front of Butler Zhu: "He is in the General's Mansion, and everyone in Xixuan has been alarmed."
"Yanwu? You really know how to pick people up." Although he looks ordinary, he has a unique charm when he smiles.
"Uncle Zhang, it seems we are moving." He said to the strange-looking old man calmly.
The old man didn't speak, but a voice came from his belly: "Old slave, please wait for arrangements."
Boss Hu covered his legs and knelt on the ground. Hearing the word "move", he said in panic: "Butler Zhu, take me with you! Take me with you!"
Butler Zhu nodded and said, "Uncle Zhang, I'll hand him over to you."
Uncle Zhang walked up to Boss Hu with his eyelids drooping: "Follow me."
Boss Hu was a little shuddered when he saw his scary face. He couldn't figure out what it meant to leave it to him, but he didn't dare to ask or resist at this time, so he had to drag his residual leg to follow the rickety figure in front of him.
"Ah Ying, go down and get ready," the manager said.
The black shadow disappeared in an instant.
Butler Zhu walked out of the hall, and Wujiang followed him from a distance, not daring to get too close. This man was unfathomable, and his steps clearly did not look like he had martial arts skills. However, the black shadow suddenly appeared silently, but he could sense it immediately. It is impossible for people without martial arts to have such good hearing.
He slowly walked back to the original room, took out a golden key from his sleeve, inserted it gently into the keyhole, twisted it slightly to the right, and opened it with a click. He opened the door, walked into this dark place, and closed the door with his backhand, blocking Wujiang's sight.
Out of Wujiang's sight, he leaned against the door, raised the lock to his eyes, rubbed it gently, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Wujiang lies quietly in the dark, waiting for the person inside the house. Others call him Butler Zhu. If he is really a butler, this house should have an owner. However, no one with authority over him has appeared since just now. Even moving was just a casual order from him on the spot. Could it be that Butler Zhu is really in charge of this family?
She originally planned to search the house again, but she gave up the idea after discovering the shadowy person. Maybe there were a lot of guards here, but she couldn't see them. They were in the dark just like her, waiting for opportunities.
Just keep an eye on the boss, she thought.
Time passed by minute by second, and Wujiang waited a little too long. It was so long that she suspected that there was a secret passage inside that she had not discovered, and the person might have escaped from the secret passage. The house was extremely quiet. In her short memory, moving or escaping would have been chaotic and noisy. If you live in such a big house for a long time, you will have to take away a lot of things. Why is there no movement at all? It seems like this is an uninhabited deserted house.
While she was thinking, Wujiang smelled a vague smell of smoke. She raised her head and saw a few wisps of smoke rising around her.
At this moment, no one in this house should be thinking about cooking.
The smoke was getting louder and louder, and she suddenly realized that it was not smoke from the kitchen, but smoke from burning the house. Someone was setting fire to the house.
But before she left to see what was going on, she made a bet with herself that Butler Zhu was still inside. Sure enough, not long after, the rickety old man, who was called Uncle Zhang, walked to the door and said softly: "Everything has been taken care of."
The door slowly opened from the inside, and Butler Zhu Yi came out with empty hands and said, "Let's go."
Wujiang was about to follow, but he vaguely heard several calls for help, small and small, like children's voices, coming from the west.
The housekeeper in Zhu Yi and the rickety old man walked slowly along the corridor and were about to pass through the stone arch. The voices of children floated intermittently over there, and gradually became lower and almost disappeared.
Wujiang glanced at the housekeeper in Zhu Yi who had always been calm and calm. His face was still calm. This calmness revealed indescribable confidence. This kind of confidence made Wujiang feel that even if she followed now, she would gain nothing in the end.
She flew towards the west, the sound gradually became clearer, and she found that the sound was coming from an ordinary wing in the west wing.
The fire was already very big, and flames surrounded the roof. Wujiang saw a water tank next to him. He immediately took off his coat, soaked it in the water, put it back on after it was soaked, tore off a piece of dripping clothes, covered his mouth and nose, tied it behind his head, and rushed Enter the wing surrounded by fire.
There was a hole in the center of the house, with stairs winding down the hole. The sound came from below, gradually becoming weaker.
Wujiang entered the cave and walked down the stairs. As soon as he landed, he found a man lying on the ground. His neck was crooked, his eyes were ferocious, and his limbs were twisted in strange ways. When he got closer, he saw clearly that it was Boss Hu, who was already dead. .
Thick smoke billowed into his nostrils. Even though Wujiang was covered with a wet cloth, it still felt pungent. The fire burned down the stairs, burning his skin.
There was an iron prison not far away, with a group of people lying vaguely inside, but there was no sound anymore. The thick smoke blocked the sight. Wujiang could only see them lying on the ground motionless, and the rest could not be seen clearly. The iron pillars on the iron prison burned red, and the door was unlocked. Wujiang kicked it open, and only when he stepped forward did he see that there were indeed children inside. There were five of them lying on the ground.
The children were already half-grown. She could only carry two children out at a time. Now the fire was getting bigger and began to surround the entrance of the cave. Half of the stairs were burned. Without any delay, Wujiang immediately walked towards the nearest one, held his back and turned him over. Come over. The little boy's face was blackened by the fire. She stretched out two fingers to look under her nose, but there was no breath. After all, she was late. Wujiang felt a little guilty, but at this moment, the tightly closed His eyes suddenly opened, black and white were clear and shockingly bright. At the same time, a sharp knife slipped out of his sleeve and stabbed Wujiang's heart fiercely.
Everything happened so suddenly, even though Wujiang immediately pushed away the child in his arms and swept back when he saw the light of the knife, his left shoulder was still cut open by the sudden sharp knife, causing blood to flow out.
The "dead" child who was lying on the ground stood up from the ground at this moment, still holding the knife in one hand, reflecting the fierce light of the fire, smiling innocently: "Little brother, I didn't scare you."
Wujiang covered his left shoulder: "Who are you?"
The child suddenly stopped laughing and opened a pair of innocent eyes: "Mom said you can't trust strangers. If they ask you, don't answer." After saying that, he tilted his head and smiled again, "But if you guess right, I’ll tell you.”
"If you have the chance to guess." His eyes were suddenly fierce, and he rushed toward Wujiang with the cold light of the sharp knife.
As he flew forward, he took out a white silk mask from his arms and fastened it on his face, covering his mouth and nose.
He is only as tall as Wujiang's waist, with his hair tied in a child's bun. He looks innocent at seven or eight years old, but his moves are ruthless, as if he has decades of skill, and is completely different from the people Wujiang has met before.
Although he is small, his movements are flexible and strange. Wujiang is condescending and cannot take any advantage. Instead, he is forced to retreat step by step. In a sense, this should be regarded as Wujiang's first real relationship with someone after waking up. In a true fight, she didn't know how good her kung fu was, and she had no idea what moves she would be able to perform. She lacked experience and had to concentrate on dealing with them.
The corners of the little boy's mouth, which were originally slightly raised, gradually converged. He clearly had the upper hand, but his heart became heavier and heavier. The man in front of me is very strange. I was lying on the ground listening to his footsteps just now. It seems that my martial arts is not very high, and it is impossible to avoid the fatal blow in his arms. Most of the people on his list just did not avoid his sneak attack and were in the first place. Killed. Faced with a sudden attack from a young child at such a short distance, most people would be too surprised to react. By the time they knew it, the sharp knife had already penetrated deep into her heart, seriously injuring her even if she didn't die. However, her reaction was so fast, and she immediately pushed back. It didn't even touch the chest, only scratched a little on the shoulder!
Who is this person? The only person in this world who can avoid this fatal blow is definitely not an unknown person.
But he had no time to think at the moment, so he had to rush forward to pursue her. Her defense seemed weak, but every blow he made failed. Every time she could barely avoid it, she used unnecessary moves without any extra effort. Her attacks were weak and she was weak, and her attacks were strong and she was stronger. It seemed like a bottomless pit, and I didn’t know where the upper limit was, but she didn’t attack. I don’t know if there was no redundancy. Even if he attacks with energy, he still won't attack at all.
The fire destroyed the entire section of the stairs, and the wooden floor on the upper floor also burst into flames. With a bang, a wooden board fell from above, carrying the fire that had not yet burned out. If the upper beams collapsed, the entire board could be knocked down. , even if they have martial arts skills, it will be difficult to escape when the time comes.
He strikes faster and harder, and he must kill the person in front of him as soon as possible!
Wujiang also speeded up his body shape, wanting to get rid of the person in front of him as soon as possible. The surrounding smoke and dust were getting heavier, and the child's life might be in danger if he stayed in the cell any longer, but the man was really difficult to deal with. Wujiang had no choice but to kick back with his right foot, spin around, take the opportunity to take off his sweaty outer shirt, and fly over to cover the child. on the body.
This was the first time she fought back.
When she turned around after fighting back, Crow suddenly noticed that her expression had changed, becoming cold and calm, with sharp eyes.
She no longer defended herself, and attacked with deadly blows. For a moment, she couldn't tell who was the murderer or the murderer. The two of them moved at an alarming speed. Suddenly, there was a palm exchange in the air, causing the floor upstairs to collapse, and a piece of it was carried with it. The fierce fire hit the unconscious child, and Wujiang immediately flew to save him. At this moment, the boy behind him took the opportunity to slash his waist with a knife, causing blood to flow out instantly.
She was attacked from behind and stabbed in the waist and abdomen. She finally arrived in time and kicked off the wooden board to protect the child underground.
The little boy chuckled: "What a kind little brother. He sacrificed himself to save others. I was so touched."
After he finished speaking, he didn't take advantage of the victory. He just stood there, watching the blood from her waist continue to flow down, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, feeling very satisfied.
That's it. She didn't have a mask to protect her body, so she would soon have difficulty breathing and fall into coma. Moreover, the cut he made was very deep. If the bleeding was not stopped in time, she would also lose too much blood and fall to the ground. He had the upper hand. There is no need to rush to take action, he enjoys the feeling of being in control of the overall situation.
Wujiang understands the situation at this time. If she doesn't take action, she will be increasingly at a disadvantage. However, when both parties are prepared, taking action first will easily expose flaws and lose the opportunity. However, the blood on her waist is flowing more and more. , the child's breath is getting weaker and weaker, she must fight quickly.
Just when Wujiang was about to take action, there was a sudden creaking sound from the entrance of the cave. The two of them looked at it at the same time, and a man suddenly jumped out of the cave entrance, wearing blue clothes with flying robes.
A strange man came.
