The rain was pouring, and Qing Zhi had been standing on the porch for who knows how long. The corners of her skirt, sleeves, and hair in front of her forehead were all wet.
Shadows floated on the wall, and Brother Guo, who was standing by the door holding a wooden stick, took a step forward.
"It's me." Ground Dragon whispered.
Qing Pheasant asked urgently in a low voice: "How is it?"
"Our street is surrounded." Ground Dragon whispered, "I didn't dare to get too close. There are a lot of them."
The Ground Dragon is only good at concealing sneak attacks, but his kung fu is not very good.
Qing Zhi clenched his hands: "Are you from the government?"
Gundilong shook his head: "I don't know. There are no people wearing official or military uniforms, and no one speaks. I can't hear the accent."
In short, they filled the surroundings like night.
"How about I just go out and give it a try -" Brother Guo whispered.
Let’s see what happens to these people when he goes out. Are they really hunting?
Are you hunting Momen? Or just hunting them?
Gundilong also said: "I will also try to explore further away, such as Huixian Tower, to see if something happened to them too."
Qingzhi took a deep breath and shook his head: "No, no one is allowed to move. We are at home. If they want to come and kill us, we will fight them desperately. If they don't move, we won't move so as not to affect the lady."
After saying that, he looked at them.
"Just do whatever you need to do, as usual, and don't let anyone notice anything unusual."
Gundilong and Little Brother Guo nodded, but looked at Qing Pheasant with worried eyes.
"Miss Xiaoqing, you too"
Qing Zhi smiled at them, with raindrops running down his face: "Miss, I will wait here before she returns. It is only natural and reasonable."
The capital city on a rainy night was not as noisy as in the past, but it was not silent either.
People who came home late hurriedly passed by holding umbrellas on the street, and vendors selling goods set up awnings to guard the scattered customers.
Brothel Fengchen Alley is still as lively as ever. The rain here is mixed with the smell of makeup, the women's laughter, the pipa strings tinkling, the cold night becomes warm and fragrant, and the hearts of people passing by can't help but be aroused.
"It smells so good." Two watchmen, wrapped in bamboo hats and raincoats, sniffed and one of them said, "Sometime we can go in and sleep for a night."
The other one chuckled: "If you go, you will lose your job. After all, your father-in-law found it for you, and he will break your legs."
"I'll just tell you." The first person who answered the call was dissatisfied, "Besides, my father-in-law is very kind to me."
He said and sniffed.
"It smells bad if you smell it too much. It smells fishy."
The other one laughed: "Don't talk nonsense."
The two of them walked along the street, chatting and banging their clappers.
The rain is like a curtain, making the lights on this street seem real and illusory.
Qixing sticks to the second floor, holding the window sill with both hands, watching the two watchmen walk away, the rain mixed with blood sliding down under their feet. The banquet inside has reached its most lively moment. It seems that everyone has left the stage and started dancing and singing, and the women are laughing.
, the men screamed strangely——
"On such a good day, I should sing to the rain——"
Along with the shouting, a crazy and drunk man opened the window, and the strong wind mixed with rain rushed in. The man was suffocated for a moment, and his eyes became dazed, as if he saw something flying by.
He raised his hand to wipe his face, looked down and saw that his hand was mottled with scarlet red, and screamed: "I'm bleeding——"
Qixing could no longer hear the noise in the house.
The moment the window opened, she jumped onto the roof and galloped along the ridge.
Not all the previous attacks from the three people were avoided. They were fine at first, but when the first wound opened, it was like a dam being dug open, and the whole body began to burst.
She can also smell the murderous aura hidden in many places in the city.
Some are familiar from before and some are new.
Her eyes were a little blurry, but this did not affect her steps. She knew where she should go.
On a rainy night, the edge of the West City was extremely quiet, with nothing but the sound of rain washing over the eaves.
When the footsteps suddenly sounded, it was a little weird.
The eyes in the dark night looked at the running figures.
He didn't sneak in the shadows or hide on the eaves. He just ran like this without any sway in his steps. Water splashed under his feet. From a distance, it looked like he was stepping on a water bridge.
It's not like an assassin comes to kill.
But it shouldn’t be like people running by at night.
In the dark night, a ray of water rose from the ground, setting off a barrier, with a sharp whistling in the wind and rain.
This is a warning.
But the running figure did not stop at all, the barrier was broken, and the falling rain turned into blood.
The majestic roof ridges on both sides looked like rolling stone beasts, accompanied by the muffled sound of the crossbow strings and shining with cold light.
"Tell Bazi——" Qixing shouted, "I'll get the sword."
Following the shouting, the cold light condensed slightly.
The figure holding the crossbow looked at his companion next to him, and the night couldn't hide his surprise: "Is someone really here to steal the sword?"
"But" my companion whispered, "it's different from what Zhu Chuan said."
They looked at the street again, and the figure was still running wildly, without any scruples, and running rampant.
Is this stealing?
Is this a steal?
"It's really coming!"
When Zhu Chuan heard the news, he ran out of the room while getting dressed.
"On which hillock was it found?"
There was a guard standing in the yard. Hearing his question, he snorted and said, "There is no post, and I was discovered as soon as I arrived."
She was discovered as soon as she arrived? This woman is so vulnerable, Zhu Chuan thought. The governor was still on guard and kept the sword with him at all times.
Huo Lian also came.
He was also woken up from his sleep. He was wearing plain white pajamas and a black raincloth, holding a six-foot sword in his hand.
"Captain." Zhu Chuan greeted him excitedly and stretched out his hand, "Let me hold the sword and I'll see how she snatches it from my hand."
Huo Lian didn't give it to him, but asked: "Where is the person?"
"We're at the door," the guard said, and then asked, "Commander, do you want to kill or not?"
When Zhu Chuan explained earlier, he said that someone was coming to steal the governor's sword, so everyone should be alert. He also excitedly said that he would see how many hills she could get through and be discovered.
But it didn’t say whether to kill or not.
There is no need to ask whether to stop or arrest someone. In the eyes of Du Cha Si, the only choice is whether to kill someone who dares to violate the ban.
Huo Lian said: "No need."
As his words fell, a figure flew past the tall door wall of Duchasi, and immediately splashed water on the ground.
Du Cha Si was as bright as day, illuminating the girl as white as a sheet of paper and making the visitor's sight completely white. Everyone else elsewhere was blended into the night and invisible.
The girl didn't hesitate at all. As soon as she landed, she paused and then ran in one direction without hesitation.
"If you want to get the sword, you must first pass me -" Zhu Chuan shouted, waving his sword and coming towards him.
Because Huo Lian didn't say anything, everyone else stood still.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the girl rushed closer and bumped into the knife swung by Zhu Chuan. The knife in Zhu Chuan's hand buzzed, his footsteps stopped, and his mouth went numb.
So fast!
I didn't even see her weapon clearly!
As expected, Zhu Chuan was quite capable. He twisted his waist and tried to exert force again, but the person in front of him had disappeared.
He turned around suddenly and saw the girl standing in front of Huo Lian.
Huo Lian held the sword in one hand and hung the other hand by her side. Her face was calm and motionless.
"Give me the sword." Qixing said, reaching out and grabbing the sword in Huo Lian's hand. At the same time, he moved forward.
There is no sword light and no attack.
She leaned on Huo Lian's shoulder.
What kind of trick is this? Zhu Chuan had a thought.
Huo Lian looked at the hand holding the six-foot sword. The red rainwater drew strange lines on the back of the hand.
He turned his eyes to the front of him. The raincloth blocked the rain, but it did not block the blood on the girl's forehead and face. Her soaked clothes were wrapped around her body. The original color could no longer be seen, only a scarlet color.
This short moment of reliance caused Huo Lian's white pajamas to bloom with large bloody flowers.
Huo Lian let go of the hand holding the sword.
The six-foot sword slipped into Qixing's arms.
Did you get it? Zhu Chuan once again had a thought, this trick really works.