Xu Luo parked the big car in an inconspicuous corner of the alley, collected his breath, and then retracted his body as much as possible into the car, staring at the dark yard ahead, which was like a ghost house.
"Bang, bang!"
The midnight watch drum was beating, and Xu Luo, who had been observing carefully, relaxed a little.
It seems that the big black dog hasn’t turned into a monster yet!
But at this moment, a faint and pitiful howl suddenly came from the pouring rain.
Xu Luo straightened up suddenly, and the ghost-like sound came from Mo Mansion.
After thinking about it, Xu Luo tied the hatchet to his waist, tapped his crutches on the ground, and landed next to the courtyard wall.
He stared at the courtyard wall quietly, as if he wanted to penetrate the high courtyard wall and see clearly who was inside!
The rain wetted his hair, eyebrows, and clothes, and then merged into water lines, flowing along his body to the ground. There was no movement in the yard, as if the miserable howl just now was just his imagination.
In the dark night, the dilapidated house was like a vicious beast with its mouth wide open, tempting Xu Luo to throw himself into a trap!
The violent storm was raging, seriously affecting Xu Luo's keen senses.
He gritted his teeth, put his crutches behind his back, dug his hands straight into the hard blue bricks, and climbed up like an ape.
Turning over, Xu Luo put his hands on his feet and landed quietly in the yard.
As soon as he saw it, the ground was covered with thick mud and dead leaves, up to his wrists, and a foul smell filled his nostrils.
Xu Luo Zhuangruo didn't hear anything, he lay down on his stomach, his cold eyes were like a hawk's dove, and he looked around carefully.
After confirming that no one was there, he jumped up from the ground, took off the wooden cane again, and walked cautiously into the house.
The dilapidated courtyard is extremely silent, but a bit of the luxury of the past can still be seen.
Xu Luo's expression gradually became serious. There was indeed something strange about this house. In this environment, there were no snakes, insects, rats or ants.
Yes, in Xu Luo's perception, this yard was lifeless.
He slightly sensed the green bull cart outside, making sure that it could smash through the wall he had climbed over and rush in as soon as possible. He felt a little more at ease.
"Squeak..."
The wooden door made a terrifying and strange noise, as if someone was hiding behind the door and peeking outside.
Xu Luo only felt a slight chill in his vest, holding his breath as he stood beside a clump of green bamboo growing randomly.
But after waiting for a while, there was no sound again.
He moved the hatchet on his waist to the most convenient position to ensure that he could cut it out as quickly as possible, and then walked towards the house again.
The wooden door may be creaking because it has been in disrepair for a long time. The slightest movement makes the sound particularly scary.
Xu Luo used a wooden cane to gently push the wooden door open, but the scene in the room made his pupils shrink.
He pulled away without hesitation and flew back.
But it was still too late, a figure pierced the rain curtain and rushed towards Xu Luo from under the eaves.
Xu Luo, who was flying back all the way, calmed down instantly.
The whole person is almost touching the ground, and the crutches are spinning wildly on the ground like a big windmill. Large swaths of mud and fallen leaves are flying in all directions, blocking everyone's sight.
At the same time, on the big trees in the courtyard and in the pond, several black shadows just flew out, and no one was spared.
Xu Luo didn't know how these people were able to hide from his perception, but the moment he was attacked, he understood that everyone who appeared in this courtyard was an enemy.
These enemies hiding in the dark all have extraordinary martial arts skills, and they obviously have plans in advance.
I tracked the big black dog back in the afternoon, but I was afraid that it would have already fallen into the eyes of someone who was interested.
Several black figures around him raised their arms to cover the dirt, and stabbed the vital part of Xu Luo's vest with long black knives in their hands.
Xu Luo put his crutches on the ground a little harder, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, heading towards the most aggressive figure from the top down.
This time, it was obviously beyond the expectations of all the shadows.
But the black shadows around them did not hesitate in their movements, and all the dark curved blades in their hands flew out.
The scimitar shot out like a powerful crossbow, carrying raindrops and piercing Xu Luo's back.
The heavy wooden cane swept through the air, causing the rainwater to be knocked out into a wall of water.
Amidst the clanging sound, Xu Luo, who was flying in the air and had nowhere to rely on, was knocked into the black shadow in the air by huge force.
Facing this head that seemed to be delivered to the door, the black shadow's face had a ferocious smile mixed with the rain, making it look particularly ferocious.
Xu Luo's face turned slightly pale, but a sneer appeared on his face.
As soon as his mind moved, the inconspicuous hatchet on his waist stabbed the black shadow from his armpit like a poisonous scorpion waving its tail.
Looking at the rust stains on the old hatchet, Heiying had an inexplicable urge to laugh.
Can this thing kill someone?
The scimitar in his hand made a whistling sound, and he was about to chop hard on the hatchet.
But the next moment, the hatchet suddenly disappeared from his sight.
The black shadow's eyes shrank, and he shot out the scimitar without hesitation, and flew back.
But as soon as he moved, a bone-chilling chill came from his neck, and his eyes began to rotate and climb rapidly.
In addition to his obviously stunned companions, there was also an unusually familiar headless figure below his sight. Then, darkness flooded his mind like a tide.
The many black figures who had just taken back the scimitar were obviously frightened by this strange sword.
No one could see clearly how the old hatchet appeared there, and no one could understand why the black shadow stood there motionless like a dead person, with its head chopped off just like that.
All the black figures looked at the hatchet in fear and fear, which was tied back to Xu Luo's waist.
But when they stopped, Xu Luo was unreasonable and unforgiving.
The crutches were like plowing, carving two deep marks in the mud.
The whole person crashed into the arms of a dark figure, and there was a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking, like exploding beans.
Xu Luo flew back quickly like a spring.
The black shadow first swung the knife in vain, and then blood arrows burst out from all the acupoints in his body, and his whole body fell to the ground helplessly.
The surrounding black shadows roared subconsciously and pounced on him involuntarily.
The scimitar intertwined a web of white blades in the air, and came down sharply towards Xu Luogai.
But the next moment, Xu Luo's figure was like a loach, sliding away quickly in the rain.
The shadows looked at his crippled legs that were weak and hung like bamboo poles, and they all cursed in their hearts.
Damn it, who is the cripple?
Xu Luomuguai swept across again, mud splashed all over the sky, and all the dark shadows shuddered in their hearts.
The crippled man in front of him was too ferocious in combat power, so he subconsciously withdrew his scimitar to defend himself.
But the next moment, a figure sliding close to the ground suddenly exploded.
The wooden crutch hit a shadowy scimitar like a mountain bearing down on top.
The chosen shadow was exceptionally tall. He roared and slashed with his sword without fear.
There was a loud bang, and the sharp scimitar did not disappoint the black shadow, cutting straight into a small part of the body.
If he were to strike again, I'm afraid the wooden crutch would be broken into two pieces.
But before the smile appeared on the black shadow's face, it immediately turned into horror.