"Are you crazy about money, you little guy?"
"You are still an errand. How dare you come forward to ask for a reward without any conclusive evidence?"
"He's just a little thief who steals food. He's an ugly boy. What kind of monster is he?"
"roll roll roll!"
At the entrance of the government office.
Wang Liuzhi and his group looked at each other in shock after being blasted out.
Never imagined.
That kid looks like a rat, and does things like a rat, but a quick test reveals that he is not a rat.
The mobilization of troops turned out to be a big mistake. Not only did the reward money go away, but the county magistrate took advantage of getting out of bed and gave him a meal.
Everyone was limping, and they didn't have much nice things to say, they were just complaining, so they simply dispersed and went back to their homes to settle the matter.
But when the crowd dispersed, Wang Liuzhi no longer limp in his legs, and his buttocks no longer hurt.
He is an old man in the yamen, so he is certainly good at playing tricks.
only.
"He is a black-hearted man with rotten intestines and lungs. He usually screams affectionately, but today he wants money, and he kills him so damn hard!"
The method of making a board is very simple. If you want the falling board to be light, the silver coins taken out must be heavy. Everyone knows that Wang Liuzhi has made a fortune. Now that he has the opportunity, why not help him share the profits?
The more Wang Liuzhi thought about it, the more his flesh ached, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became.
You said you should find a pleasant place to relax. Due to the strict curfew, all entertainment venues in the city are closed at night. He was stunned that he had nowhere to go and could only return to his lonely and cold kennel.
then.
The depression in his heart turned into a mouthful of phlegm, which he spat on the front of the house on the street.
Look up.
Huh?
Unknowingly, he returned to the alley of "rat catching", and behind the gate of the courtyard where he spat was the "den" of the "rat hunter".
He had heard a little about the family's situation, and learned more about it from the grain shop owner. The woman's husband's surname is Shu and her maiden name is Mao. Her husband died early and she has no relatives nearby to help her. Her orphaned and widowed mother relies on running a noodle stall to survive.
Somehow.
When Wang Liuzhi thought of the woman, he remembered her soft (harmony) touch as she struggled on his shoulder.
He added something, feeling itchy in his heart.
"You are a widow (harmonious), and I am a widower. Why don't we make a couple? You can't teach me to go all the way in vain."
Seeing that there was no one around, he climbed over the courtyard wall quietly by some strange mistake.
…
The ugly boy is not a monster, but he is a thief after all. He avoids beheading, but cannot escape prison. As for his mother, Shu Mao, she was sent back early. At this time, she should be alone in the empty boudoir. .
However, Wang Liuzhi searched everywhere, but the yard was empty, and not a single person could be seen.
If he is an ordinary thief, he should take some belongings and leave as soon as possible. But Wang Liuzhi, although he is a government servant, his habits are worse than scoundrels. In other words, it is precisely because he is a government servant that he can be even more scoundrel than a scoundrel.
In addition, he was in a depressed mood, so he actually refused to leave. He got into the woman's room, got on the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt, and put down the curtains, determined to wait for Mrs. Shu Mao to come back and give her a surprise.
The quilt is warm and soft, inducing people to fall asleep.
I do not know how long it has been.
While half asleep and half awake, Wang Liuzhi suddenly woke up due to the sound of pushing the door open.
Is my wife back?
He opened the curtain a little and looked carefully.
The window is open, the moon is embedded in the clouds, and the silver light shines through the room.
The woman was sitting in front of the dressing table by the window, with her back to him, and the moonlight outlined a plump (harmonious) outline.
She seemed to be dressing up to the moon.
He took off the thorn hairpin, untied his hair, then stretched it to his waist, and actually took off his clothes bit by bit.
In front of the windowsill.
The round arms, plump shoulder blades, and the suddenly tightened waistline all glowed under the moonlight.
Wang Liuzhi's mouth was dry, and the birds in his chest and crotch of his pants were restless and wanted to spread their wings and fly high.
Good sister, turn around quickly!
he yelled in his mind.
Coincidentally, the woman seemed to hear his thoughts and turned around as she wished.
Wang Liuzhi immediately dilated his pupils.
He saw what he wanted, the trembling peaks under the moonlight.
I also saw what I didn't want, a grinning cat face, and a head with seven holes bleeding in her arms.
The head of the grain store keeper.
…………
Tonight was no different than the previous nights.
Monsters appear, monsters eat people, and monsters disappear again.
Amidst a pile of the same and distressing bad news, Wang Liuzhi once again performed extraordinary feats and captured the rat demon alive. Bo Ziyu was so happy that he immediately abandoned his unfortunate job of patrolling, crossed most of Xiaoshui City, and hurried back to the government office.
Only then did I know.
It turned out to be a big mistake.
Mistaking the little thief for a monster.
Bo Ziyu knew the ugly boy of the Shu family, and had eaten several bowls of noodle soup for free at his house. Now that the boy had been beaten beyond recognition, it seemed that he was more pleasing to the eye than usual.
"You little kid, are you tired of the noodles at home?" Bo Ziyu wondered, "Why do you steal other people's rice?"
The orphans and widowers in his family depended on each other, and the mother always loved her ugly son. Moreover, his noodle soup is delicious and full of ingredients, and his business has always been good.
Bo Ziyu really couldn't figure it out. In terms of emotions and family circumstances, why would the ugly boy go out to eat secretly? What we eat is still uncooked rice!
Unexpectedly, the ugly boy just lowered his head and said nothing. The only thing he spoke was his "gurgling" expression about his hungry stomach.
Bo Ziyu had no choice but to ask his men to bring some food over. After thinking about it, he added a few more copper coins and asked to add some meat.
Not long after.
A bowl of noodles was served, with a few thin slices of meat floating in the clear soup.
The ugly baby was not too hot, and he devoured it like a wolf. Bo Ziyu smacked his tongue when he saw it. With the eating look of a starving ghost reincarnated, it is no wonder that people regarded him as a monster.
After he filled the bottom of the bowl, the distance between the two seemed to have narrowed.
Bo Ziyu asked again, and Chouwazi hesitated for a while before finally having an answer.
"Hungry, so hungry."
nonsense! Would you steal some uncooked rice if you weren't hungry?
Considering that he was a child, Bo Ziyu worked out his patience and asked again:
"Why don't you eat at home? Is your mother not giving you food?"
"No, no, no."
But the ugly boy shook his head repeatedly and glanced at Bo Ziyu timidly, his voice as thin as a gnat.
"You have to leave the food at home to your mother."
Bo Ziyu laughed loudly after hearing this.
"You are still a filial boy, but your mother, a woman, has a huge appetite, and she can't even give you a bite to eat..."
Under Chouwazi's evasive eyes, Bo Ziyu's words stopped abruptly.
His eyes gradually became serious and thoughtful.
…………
Dark clouds cover the moon.
The long street was silent and sleepy.
Er.
A dozen pairs of soap boots broke the silence, and the bright swords and guns pierced the stupor.
A team of police officers suddenly burst into the long street, awakening the neighbors with a murderous look, causing pairs of suspicious and frightened eyes to stand in the cracks in the doors and windows of the houses.
"Where's Director Li?"
"There is a monster appearing in the north of the city, and I can't get away."
Bo Ziyu pondered after hearing the words, frowning and staring at the small courtyard in front of him. It was an ordinary courtyard surrounded by the policemen - the home of Chou Wazi and his widowed mother.
While the neighborhood was awakened by the government officials and the noise started to rise, there was no light or movement in the courtyard. It was as quiet as a dead thing or a trap.
"Squad leader!"
The urgency in the voices of the brothers beside him could not be concealed.
"let's go."
"If we delay any longer, those people will get in the way!"
The "those people" he refers to are the new "monster hunters" who have emerged in the city, a group of guys who are incited by money, go on a rampage in groups, and get the tacit approval of the government office to do whatever they want at night.
If they really got involved, things would be even more troublesome.
Bo Ziyu looked around at the brothers around him. Their eyes showed nervousness, fear, hesitation, and eagerness to try. Although most of them were stimulated by the money, it was better than before, when they heard the word "monster" and were always ready to escape.
So, he nodded with satisfaction.
…
boom!
The door burst open.
The policemen broke into the courtyard with open fire and weapons.
"Zhou Fu, you go to the east chamber, He Manzi, you go to the kitchen, Zhang Laojiu, you go to the main hall..."
Bo Ziyu quickly ordered his men to divide into small teams and search each room.
moment.
"There isn't one in the east wing."
"Not even in the kitchen."
Bo Ziyu's eyes fell on the main room.
At this time.
Meow!
The shrill meow of a cat is like sharp claws scratching the heart.
While everyone was feeling nauseated, a series of shouts, roars, swords slashing, and seats turning over were heard in the main room, all in a mess, all in one sentence.
"The monster is here!"
Bo Ziyu had already raised his knife and strode forward.
However.
Just stepped on the threshold.
boom!
The window lattice next to the door suddenly broke open, and a ghostly figure crashed out.
Bo Ziyu had made preparations in advance.
Immediately, a large net tied with a yellow talisman came towards him.
But the figure's reaction was so fast that I couldn't see clearly how it moved. It had already jumped high and avoided the snare. Immediately, it used its strength to pounce on the eaves and headed straight for Bo Ziyu under the cold light.
However, the detective was not fighting alone. Seven or eight spears had been set up around him, forcing the oncoming strange shadow back again. At this moment, Bo Ziyu also adjusted his skills. He stepped out of the crowd and slashed with his sword.
The blade roared, and the talisman painted with cinnabar sparked clear light.
The strange shadow seemed to have seen a natural enemy, screamed sharply, and jumped back high again.
This leap gave a group of government officials in the yard a chance to seize the opportunity. What they held in their hands were not swords and guns, but powerful slaves.
Flutter and rustle.
The locusts were like rain, splashing into the strange shadows in the sky that had nowhere to rely on.
Another shrill meow was heard.
The strange figure had already dodged the encirclement and jumped onto the wall.
At this time, everyone could clearly see what it looked like.
She was a plump and fair-skinned woman, with a ferocious half-human, half-cat face under her long hair that was as loose as ink.
It squatted on the wall, its pale green eyes looked back at the people in the courtyard, and it stretched out its claws and pulled out an arrow from its waist.
Then, before the next round of shooting came, he jumped and disappeared into the vast night.
Ran?
Bo Ziyu's heartbeat gradually calmed down, and soon he became angry and unwilling again.
"Board leader, there is a monster in this room!"
besides? !
Bo Ziyu quickly entered the house and saw four or five men holding torches surrounding the corner, with a dark red "thing" huddled inside.
A government official shouted:
"Team leader, hurry up! It's this monster..."
Before he could finish yelling, Bo Ziyu rolled his eyes and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Are you blind?"
What kind of monster is this? He was just an unlucky guy who was stripped naked, tortured till his body was bruised and covered in blood.
"Who are you?"
The unfortunate guy in the corner just trembled and didn't answer.
Bo Ziyu didn't have time to bother with him, so he immediately grabbed the unfortunate guy's hair, pulled his face out of his knees, and pulled him under the firelight to take a look.
Eh?
Wang Liuzhi.
