Zhang Xutang's bed and Yue Huaiyu's bed are both set beds.
Outside are four black lacquered pillars, sealed with flat, thick paper, with scenes of the four seasons painted on them. There is a foot wide between the paper tent and the bed.
Just as Yin Xiao raised his knife to stab, a hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed Yin Xiao's knife.
The owner of this hand then rolled out from the darkness and grabbed Yin Xiao's wrist with his other hand.
He had no expression, and was stuck between Yin Xiao and Zhang Xutang like a living dead. The hand holding the blade was dripping with blood, but he was unconscious.
Zhang Xutang smiled silently.
This is his trump card, his sworn soldier. Even if he is shattered to pieces, he must protect his life.
Normally, this dead man would follow him around like a dog, eating, drinking, and eating like a wild dog. He had no emotions or thoughts, and his only purpose in living was to protect him.
This is a wild dog trained by their Zhang family. It has the qualifications to be one in a thousand. It has been domesticated through bloody battles. Only one out of a hundred can survive. It is the "lone wolf" plan masterminded by Plague Monkey.
When Yin Xiao faced this person, he was equally shocked, and panic flashed across his face for a moment.
This man was coming with a menacing and fast speed, just like Yin Xiao. Yin Xiao subconsciously leaned back and raised his hand to block his attack.
However, it was still slow for a moment, and the knife swiped across his arm.
"Yinxiao!" Song Huiyue shouted angrily and shot out a silver pill.
This man did not dodge or dodge, his eyes were only focused on Yin Xiao, and he let the silver pill hit his wrist. It was like copper skin and iron bone, neither painful nor itchy, and he punched Yin Xiao's head.
Yin Xiao knew that the person who came was evil, so he took three steps back and exited through the narrow gap.
The dead soldier did not intend to take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Yin Xiao retreated within five steps of Zhang Xutang, then immediately stopped and continued to hide like a shadow.
Yin Xiao had already anticipated his move. When he retracted his hand and retreated, he suddenly jumped up and smashed his arm from top to bottom like a heavy weight.
The dead soldier failed to anticipate Yin Xiao's movements and crossed his hands to block. The two men's arms shook at the same time. At the same time, Yin Xiao raised his leg and pushed hard with his knee.
The dead soldier had no way to retreat and suffered his blow.
With Yin Xiao's strength, this blow should be quite painful, but his expression remained unchanged. One hand held Yin Xiao's shoulder, and the other hand burst out with great strength, punching Yin Xiao in the abdomen, beating Yin Xiao
He kept retreating.
Although Yin Xiao retreated, his hand was like a steel claw on the dead man's wrist, taking him away from Zhang Xutang and falling heavily to the ground.
The strength of both of them was astonishing, and every move carried a heavy sound, so much so that Yu Song and others who were fighting couldn't help but look sideways.
Yin Xiao focused his attention on the attack, and the dead soldier kept looking for the opponent's weaknesses.
Zhang Xutang huddled on the bed and looked at Yin Xiao with shocked eyes, wondering how this person ended up in the Song family.
What a pity.
Such a person is actually buried here.
Just when he was feeling extremely regretful, a pair of cold and slender hands stretched out from his side, closed around his neck, and strangled him with infinite strength.
These white and tender hands come from Song Huiyue.
Zhang Xutang stretched out his arms and legs and rolled and struggled like a fish out of water. He kicked his legs hard and felt that his bones were being crushed by Song Huiyue.
My chest felt so tight that it felt like it was going to explode.
The pain came suddenly. His eyes widened, his face turned red, and all the facial features were distorted into strange shapes. He grabbed Song Huiyue with both hands covering his head and face.
Whether it was intentional or a sudden thought, he placed his two hands on Song Huiyue's chest and felt Song Huiyue's body temperature through a layer of fabric.
Song Huiyue's complexion changed drastically, and she subconsciously wanted to shake Zhang Xutang's hands off her body and take her hands away from his neck.
Zhang Xutang seized this brief gap, rolled off the bed, rolled and crawled in the chaotic room with no place to rest, and quickly fled to the door.
The dead man, Zhang Lin, was all tied up, and only he and Song Huiyue were left to continue completing the unfinished chase at Shan Dian.
Only this time, the order was reversed, and Song Huiyue became the predator.
Zhang Xutang's heart was beating wildly, and he was getting more and more dizzy. He got up in a panic, and went into the night with bare feet.
His teeth were chattering up and down as he ran. He looked back and saw Song Huiyue holding a bloody knife and pursuing him.
While chasing, she made a clear and sweet voice: "Zhang Yanei, don't you have to do it with me? Why do you run so fast?"
When this sound fell into Zhang Xutang's ears, it became terrifying.
His face turned blue, white, and red, changing colors as if he was a spirit. His legs rustled on the ground. As he ran away, he let out a heart-rending roar: "Go to hell!"
After shouting with all his energy in his Dantian, he plunged into the back garden of the mansion.
Zhou Dingshen's mansion took a lot of effort to build. The back garden is not only large, but also simple and quiet, with winding corridors, stacked rocks, flowers and trees, white walls and dark tiles, moon doors and leaky windows everywhere.
Can hide people.
Zhang Xutang took the lead and hid inside.
He was afraid - Song Huiyue was not a little lady, she was simply a desperate monster.
He didn't even know if the other amulet in his hand still worked.
In the darkness, he was sweating like pulp and panting like an ox.
He was delicate and rich, and had never suffered any hardship. At this time, he wished he could move his old father from the capital, convict Song Huiyue of murder and arson on the spot, and immediately behead him and abandon the market.
After wading through the cold, clear stream, he got into the rockery cave. At the same time, he was full of doubts in his heart - this stream looked very cute during the day, but why was it so cold after nightfall?
As soon as the person got in, Song Huiyue's careless cry came from outside: "Zhang Xutang!"
Zhang Xutang shivered with fright and cursed in his mind: "You bitch, why are you so loud!"
Nor did he expect the cry to attract reinforcements.
Everyone in the house always knew that late at night was when he was having fun, and no one would bother him without a look.
Then he couldn't restrain his curiosity, and stuck his head out like a tortoise emerging from its shell, biting the bullet and looking at Song Huiyue's movements.
Under the moonlight, most of Song Huiyue's face was covered with ointment. Her big eyes stared as she searched around calmly and ruthlessly. The branches and flowers caught on her soap-colored cloak, making it impossible for her to move freely, so she did not hesitate.
Teared off.
Underneath the cloak are soft-colored girlish clothes and figure.
However, Zhang Xutang didn't pay attention to her curves. He was focused on her face. He felt that this scar made Song Huiyue more and more creepy, and she couldn't help but shake like a fallen leaf in the wind.
This bitch can't wait until his face is healed before he goes out again!
Time passed extremely slowly, and the two of them occupied this huge garden, moving around in the dim light.
Zhang Xutang clasped his hands together and quietly looked to the sky to pray: "Buddha bless, Bodhisattva bless, Arhat bless, you must save my life tonight, I will build a temple, donate money, and build a golden body. If my amulet is still useful, let the dark clouds cover it."
Go to the moon."
It happened that a gust of wind passed by, and the thick clouds blocked the already dim moonlight.