Ku Rongti

A cloud was blown away by the wind, slowly covering the moonlight.

The girl's scream pierced the silence of the night and startled the birds.It's a pity that there are no people in the ten-mile radius here, and no one will hear it.

The girl backed away in horror, the dress on her body was worn away by the sharp stones on the ground, her hand was cut, and blood flowed out little by little.

The black shadow approached step by step, and the girl hissed and screamed.

Heiying stepped forward, knelt down and looked at the girl with interest, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the girl's neck!

The black shadow has a pale hand, which can be said to be skinny in appearance, but has great strength.

The girl's scream was stuck in her throat, and she looked at the black shadow in horror, with pleading and fear written in her eyes.

"Do you want me to let you go?" Sombra's voice almost spoke!Gentle, but the strength in the hand did not relax in the slightest.

The girl's consciousness gradually blurred, and she couldn't hear what the black shadow was saying.

The black shadow snapped her neck, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Clouds are blown away, revealing the obscured moonlight.

In the silent jungle, there was the muffled sound of blunt instruments piercing flesh, and someone was laughing softly.

......

Sang Shishi got up early as usual, and after the porridge was cooked, he put it on the stone table in the courtyard to cool, and then went out quietly.

He walked to the town, five miles is not too far, at least for energetic young people, it is not a big deal.

While walking, he was reading with a book.

Sang Shishi arrived at the inn early, began to wipe the tables and stools, and went to the kitchen to help wash and order dishes.

The shopkeeper walked into the kitchen, holding a sling of money in his hand: "Eleventh, this month's wages should be settled, you take it."

"Okay." Sang Shixi took it and kept it in his chest.

At noon, the number of guests in the inn gradually increased, and there were endless conversations.

When Sang Shishi came out of the kitchen to serve the dishes, he just heard this:

"Have you heard that someone saw a dead man on Nanshan early this morning!"

"Who died? Nanshan is deserted, how could anyone go up there?"

"I heard it was a girl from Liu San's family in the next village. You didn't know it. She died so badly. I heard that her eyeballs were gouged out!"

"Don't talk about this in broad daylight, come and eat food..."

"It's a pity, such a good girl..."

When he heard "Liu Sanjia's girl", Sang Shixi's heart moved slightly. The girl who died was actually the girl Aunt Zhang introduced to him yesterday.

It was obviously just an accident, but Sang Shishi always felt that there was something wrong with it.

What is wrong?He couldn't tell.

It seemed that this was a long-planned target, but Sang Shixi knew in his heart that no one would target him so boringly.No fourth person heard what Aunt Zhang said yesterday, so the death of Miss Liu's family might just be a coincidence.

Sang Shishi continued to serve the dishes calmly, but in fact he was already interested.

He returned to the back kitchen, two hands stretched out from behind and covered his eyes.

Sang Shiyi knew who it was without guessing: "Jing Gu, you have nothing to do, right?"

The hands covering the eyes were lowered, and the boy's giggles sounded.

Jing Gu is a very handsome young man, but he doesn't pay attention to his image, he looks a little sloppy, and his clothes are still worn with holes in them.

If it is said that Sang Shishi's facial features are so handsome that they are almost sharp and thick, Jing Gu is that kind of exquisite but not too soft handsome.

Jing Gu is actually one year older than Sang Shishi, but for some unknown reason, not only is he half a head shorter than Sang Shishi, but he always looks unwell, pale and bloodless, as if he lacks blood, causing his arm The legs are also thin.

Jing Gu looked at Sang Shishi with a smile: "Do you know that someone found a dead person in Nanshan?"

"I know." Sang Shixi gave him a sideways glance, "Why?"

"I heard that it was a girl who died terribly~" Jing Gu put his hands on Sang Shishi's shoulders, and deliberately pulled his tail very long, his voice was trembling slightly, but it didn't achieve the imaginary effect.

Anyway, Sang Shishi was not frightened.

Sang Shishi looked at him coolly: "If you don't take your hand back, I'll chop off your hand to make roasted pig's feet!"

Jing Gu withdrew his hand resentfully, "You are too boring, I don't know how your master can stand your mouth!"

Sang Shishi suddenly remembered Chu Deng's appearance every time he was deflated by him, and his mood suddenly improved.

"Chu Deng can't tell me." Sang Shishi didn't even notice the little complacency in his tone.

"Okay, Eleven, do you want to go with me to Nanshan to find out tonight?" Jing Gu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Sang Shiyi eagerly.

Sang Shishi had no expression on his face: "No, get out."

"My lord, don't you be so heartless~" Jing Gu squeezed his throat, and slapped Sang Shiyi's chest lightly with one hand several times: "You've just joined the slave family, my lord~"

He dragged his tail longer than last time, made eighteen turns and got into Sang Shishi's ear, successfully making Sang Shishi sick.

"Stay away from me, Duanxiu." Sang Shixi slapped his paw away, picked up the rag, "Are you still working?"

Jing Gu uninterestedly picked up the plate with the dishes, and called him behind his back: "October, today is closed and I will wait for you at the back door of the inn for a quarter of an hour. If you don't go, I will go by myself!"

Jing Gu is an orphan picked up by the shopkeeper of the inn. He has slept in the lobby of the inn since he was a child.

Sang Shishi completely ignored him and went to work by himself.

After Sang Shishi remembered this, he had already cleaned up both himself and Chu Deng's dishes.

He thought of Jing Gu saying that he would go by himself, and his heart skipped a beat, and then he thought of the conversations of the men in the inn, and he couldn't help but start to develop a rich imagination, even the picture of Jing Gu's eyeballs being gouged out.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, so he opened the secret compartment under the bed and took out the small machete he secretly ordered in the blacksmith's shop. The knife was only five inches long and the blade was sharp.

Sang Shishi stuffed the knife into his narrow sleeve and walked out quickly.

"Where are you going?" Chu Deng sat in the yard reading a book with a lamp on, seeing his hurried expression, asked lazily.

Sang Shishi didn't look back: "Don't worry about it, I'll be back soon."

Chu Deng looked at his back thoughtfully, and patted the dozing white cat in his arms: "Follow me."

The white cat opened its eyes and raised its head to look at him, then said, "Why are you following him? You're not a child anymore. Are you still worried about him getting lost?"

Chu Deng always had some faint premonition in his heart, he coaxed the white cat: "Ancestor, you can go, come back and give you some fish, okay?"

"Didn't I eat the last one yesterday?" The white cat licked its paw, as if recalling the taste of grilled fish last night.

Chu Deng pointed to the water tank in the courtyard: "Aunt Zhang brought three pieces when you were sleeping in the morning, do you want to eat them?"

The white cat nodded sharply.

"If you want to eat, hurry up and follow." Chu Deng pointed to the direction where Sang Shiyi left.

The white cat seemed to be struggling for a while between food and laziness, and followed up resignedly.

Sang Shishi first ran to the inn to search around, and then ran to Nanshan as a last resort.

The setting sun was slowly setting, and the afterglow spread out in front of him and gradually darkened. He ran into the coming night without looking back.

Sang Shishi was a little anxious, and didn't notice that there was a little girl with a dignified face behind him.

Nanshan is deserted and uninhabited, and it becomes quieter at night.After all, Sang Shishi was just an immature boy, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

But young people are like newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. Although they are nervous, they are not really afraid.

A trace of blood smelled into his nose, Sang Shixi immediately stopped, raised his head and smelled it, and ran towards the direction where the question came.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and Sang Shishi's heart was raised higher and higher.

Finally, he drilled out of the forest, and his vision widened, and there seemed to be a person lying in front of him.

Sang Shishi was flustered, thinking that this kid Jing Gu must be so lucky.

He boldly walked up, was startled when he saw the situation clearly, and subconsciously grabbed the handle of the knife that slid out.

Lying on the ground was a girl whose eyes had been gouged out and her chest had been opened.

The scene was too bloody, even though the night was so dense, the not-so-bright moonlight still illuminated the scene with a strange sense of horror.

Sang Shishi felt a little strange that the girl Aunt Zhang introduced to him yesterday was lying in front of him in such a broken body today.

He suddenly felt in his heart that there is no good in marrying a daughter-in-law, she is too weak to be vulnerable.

A gust of cool wind blew past behind him, and there was an inexplicable cold feeling. Sang Shishi's back stiffened, and the machete had slipped out and was tightly held in his hand.

Young people always have an instinctive perception of danger, and Sang Shiyi turned his head abruptly, only to see a black figure standing behind him.

Sang Shishi's pupils shrank suddenly, and the black shadow gradually revealed that it was a woman who could be said to be as beautiful as a flower.

Of course, if it wasn't for her pale face and a gloomy and lingering lifelessness.

The woman looked at Sang Shishi, tilted her head and smiled: "What a handsome young man!"

She managed to disgust Sang Shishi with goosebumps all over his body.

Sang Shiyi silently adjusted his stance, making a movement to attack at any time.

"Hey, someone is following." The woman seemed to have noticed something, before Sang Shishi could understand what she meant, the woman's face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes!

At some point, the woman stood in front of him, almost pinching his shoulder with one hand. The next moment, Sang Shishi felt his world spinning, and soon lost consciousness.

And he has been holding the scimitar tucked into his sleeve tightly.

The woman hugged Sang Shishi's shoulders, her expression changed suddenly, and she suddenly laughed lowly: "You are actually someone related to him, so I can't let you go."

She disappeared suddenly with Sang Shiyi.

The two big living people in front of them suddenly disappeared, and the white cat following behind finally realized that something was wrong.

She stepped forward and looked at the girl's body, alarm bells ringing in her heart.

She said how could she not notice where they went, it turned out to be "them"...

What does it mean for "they" to reappear?

Was it a coincidence or a long-planned plan to capture Sang Shishi?

Why did Sang Shishi come to Nanshan at this time?

There were too many doubts, and she couldn't find anyone now, so the white cat had to quickly turn back into a cat shape and run back.

If "they" really came, they couldn't solve it by themselves, so they had to go back to find Chu Deng.

The figure of the white cat disappeared quickly. It ran so fast that it didn't realize that the whole mountain was quietly covered with a protective cover when it left the boundary of the mountain.

The night is still long, and there are some things that cannot be escaped.