Chapter 232
The cold wind blows in the night, lonely and cool.
The fog in the sky is getting thicker and thicker, covering the Star River and covering the moonlight.
The streets are getting darker, making people afraid to go out.
Hiding at home and enjoying the temperature of charcoal fire, this is the happiness that an ordinary family should have.
"Fucking child, don't sew anymore, come on the bed."
The man with a square face and round eyes lay on the bed wrapped in a quilt and shouted to his wife.
Women with many fine wrinkles on their skin are sitting under the oil lamp sewing child’s pants, hearing the man’s voice, complaining:
"You dare to say, if not You have to take Lin'er to the river to play in the winter, can he tear his pants? I won't sew... Are you pointing Lin'er to run around the street in the cold weather?"
The man with a square face is obviously not a status presence at home. He was embarrassed by his wife's words, and he scratched his head and shut his mouth.
The child sleeping on the crib saw this scene and giggled nonstop.
"You careless and exhausted lazy fellow, I work hard at home every day, but you are still in the mood to play around with the child, not to mention you a few times, you really think I am Don't care, do you?"
The needle and thread in the woman's hands kept on, and her husband kept on her lips.
"Eh, why don't you speak anymore? Why, can you say that you are not happy?"
While talking, the woman turned her head to look.
It is the most terrifying picture in the eye.
The man on the bed kept a fluttering motion and wanted to get out of the bed and pounce on the side of the cot, but all his movements failed to complete...
One A hole the size of a thick bowl appeared in his heart, and the bedclothes were stained blood red with blood.
A bald monk wearing a big red robe sits on a small bed, his face is covered with scarlet lines, his eyes are deep, and he looks very evil.
Holding a naked male child on his hand, the right hand pinches his neck, making him speechless.
"Amitabha, since this benefactress has so much resentment towards this family, why not let the little monk do it for you, kill your man, kill your baby again, and relieve your pain?"
p>Women’s eyes shrank, the whole person’s brain can’t think at all, and he rushes to the man’s corpse on the bed like crazy.
"The master!!"
The red robe monk's eyes flashed red, and the woman's body stiffened in midair, as if frozen.
The monk looked at the woman in midair with a look of art appreciation, and said with interest:
"Hey, didn't you just be angry with your husband? Why is he so sad now that he is dead now? Could it be that you really lied just now... Amitabha, this is not good... The Buddha said... This is going to hell"
With the red robe monk With words, a floating red blade appeared near the woman, slowly piercing into the woman's body.
A woman is just an ordinary woman, unable to endure such pain, she exhaled in pain while communicating, gritted his teeth and moved towards red robe. The monk cried in a low voice:
" After...my child..."
As soon as the words were spoken, Red's blade stabbed her in the opposite direction, killing her.
The child stared wide-eyed held by the monk, trying his best to breathe, the picture in front of him was too shocking for his soul to accept.
The red robe monk didn't touch the slightest in his heart, he spit out the demon power in his hand, turning the child in his hand into a gray-faced corpse.
Throwing the child’s body on Mother’s back casually, the red robe monk said in an erratic tone:
"a monk doesn't lie, if you say kill your family, kill you The whole family"
Speaking, the red robe monk Shi Shiran stood up and admired the tragic situation in the house with a satisfied look.
"Amitabha, this poor monk punished the evil people full of evil deeds for the Buddha. It's really infinite merit"
Randomly, the red robe silhouette gradually became transparent and disappeared. In the house.
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The fog still spreads over the clouds and dust, and the lights of the wooden towers standing in the city to illuminate the city are gradually being shrouded in fog.
The dim lights on the street make the atmosphere of the whole city depressing and weird.
The sparse raindrops are intertwined with a faint mist, and the environment is really bad to a certain extent.
The hunters of the four Yunchendu hunters walked on the street with their sabers hanging from their waists and lanterns in their hands.
A catcher yawned and complained:
"Damn it, what kind of weather is this? The rain has just gotten smaller, why is it so heavy at night? Is it foggy?"
Another catcher said with a smile:
"hehe, Old Zheng, I’m afraid I can’t find my way home tonight "
Old Zheng laughed and cursed with him:
"I can go to you, do you think I miss you?"
The entire group said Talking and laughing, patrolling the streets of Yunchendu.
Tonight is dark, even if the lights don’t light up the city, there are no people on the streets, and the four-person patrol is dull and boring.
Suddenly, a young woman's cry for help sounded in front of me:
"HelpHelpWho can help me"
Four arrests Quickly glanced at each other, drew out the knife and ran after him.
When I arrived, I saw a white clothed woman sitting in the middle of the street, crying for help constantly.
In the cold weather, she only wore a white gauze clothes. She was soaked in the rain and showed a delicate figure. She was holding an object in her arms, but she couldn't see clearly in the mist.
The hand holding the lantern trembles slightly. Such a scene is actually quite terrifying. Old Zheng boldly stepped forward and asked:
"This girl, what's the matter with you?"
The woman called for help, looked at the four Old Zheng, slightly smiled, extended the hand, and handed the object in her arms to the four people to see...
"This head , I can't finish eating, can you help me?" The woman held in her hand... it was a human head that was gnawed to blood... a clot of blood stuck to her face , This appearance is beyond description except the word terror.
When the four of Old Zheng saw this, they were frightened. Their hearts were frightened by the sudden bloody scene, and their legs felt weak.
Old Zheng knew that this was an evil demon he couldn't deal with. He turned around and wanted to escape. However, before he could move, he felt a pain in his back. A long spear condensed from the shadow penetrated his body. .
The same goes for the other three catchers. They were pierced from behind by the evil shadow long spear and hung up like pork...
white clothed woman hehe laughed Got up, stood up slowly.
With a loose hand, the head in his arms rolled onto the street.
At this time, the sound of the jingle jingle iron item clashing with the ground sounded, and the man in the black cloak dragged his chain hammer and walked over.
The two evil creatures didn't care about each other, each minding their own business intertwined, preparing to fight the next goal.
Tonight's clouds and dust are trembling in terror and evil.
In the distance on the tall building of Feng Family, two Taoist men wearing black daoist robe are blessing Inner Strength to their eyes, observing the killing in the city.
Indifferently chatting casually:
"Feng Bo was taken away by the Sword Suspension Department. I didn't know what to do next. Fortunately, you are here."
"The things below the capital of Yunchen are very important, and the Taoist also attaches great importance to it, and wants us to complete the task before the year."
"It is a bit difficult, but the problem is not big. Will Feng Bo be rescued?"
"Let him be locked up for a while, lest he really thinks that if he takes refuge in King Qi, he doesn't care about us."
"Okay... these When will the evil thing's actions stop?"
"It depends on the thing under Yunchendu, but it should stop after dawn."
... …
The two people talked, turned and went downstairs, as if the killings and vain deaths in the city had nothing to do with them.