You are a demon

Xie Ziju looked helplessly at the rusty lock in front of him, it was already the seventh one, he took out the brochure and drew crosses on it.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he found a suspicious person not far away.

"Excuse me, may I ask..."

Before he could speak, a punch had already brushed past his ears, Xie Ziju didn't expect him to hit him so decisively, but fortunately he was still on guard, so the fist didn't fall on him.

It's just that before he could stand still, the man launched another wave of attacks. The moves were straight to the point and vicious. Xie Ziju blocked him, but he kept pressing on. He wanted to explain to him, but found that he couldn't even open his mouth. There was no chance, Xie Ziju's shallow eyes suddenly showed coldness, and he took the move calmly.

It's not that Xie Ziju deliberately took advantage, but that this strong man only knows how to act recklessly and doesn't know how to wait for an opportunity to withdraw his strength. After a while, Xie Ziju is fine, but this strong man is out of breath and exhausted.

It's just that the strong man's perseverance is acceptable, knowing that he is at a disadvantage, but he doesn't lose in momentum, but Xie Ziju doesn't have so much time to deal with him.

"This strong man, can you stop for a while?"

Although he was asking a strong man, Xie Ziju's right hand directly intercepted the full-strength iron fist of the strong man. The power contained in it may only be known to those who have experienced it.

The strong man reluctantly pulled out his hand, but unexpectedly found that he couldn't pull it out. He couldn't believe it.

"Can you listen to the poor way?"

The strong man seemed to be disdainful and even disgusted after hearing this, but Xie Ziju's attitude and methods were very tough, and he also knew that he was not an opponent, so he temporarily calmed down.

The strong man calmed down, but Xie Ziju didn't know what to say for a moment, he just said dryly: "Poverty is not a bad person."

"what!"

The strong man seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. If his hand was not subdued, he should have ridiculed it on the spot.

Will there be bad people saying that they are bad people?The brain is sick!

"Can you let me go?"

The strong man gritted his teeth a little bit. This Taoist priest looks small, but his strength is really not small.

Xie Ziju saw that the strong man had no intention of fighting again, so he let him go.

"Why did you fight against Pindao?"

"Hitting you is just hitting, where is there so much nonsense",

The brawny man felt like breaking a jar.

"Then why are you here?"

The brawny man shouted impatiently: "Sir, if you come to interrogate me like your yamen, I won't take it."

Seeing that he had no intention of cooperating at all, Xie Ziju put away the brochure and said calmly, "Then which one do you want?"

The strong man didn't answer immediately like the previous two times. His eyes were a little erratic, as if he was looking for something, and he didn't want to be too deliberate, so he glanced twice and then looked back, which seemed unnatural.

"What are you looking for?"

The strong man dropped the burden behind him twice, stubbornly not opening his mouth.

"What's behind you?"

When Xie Ziju was rarely so aggressive, his cold demeanor was a bit daunting.

Strong man: "Nothing".

"Pindao is not from the yamen, so you don't have to be so guarded against me."

Xie Ziju has discovered the common fault of the people in this town, and the source of all the troubles may have to go back to the Yamen that Zhao Mu brought him in the first place.

The strong man did not let down his guard because of his words, but his tone was even worse: "Even if you are not from the yamen, you are still their lackey. If you don't do good Taoist priests, you have to follow them to get involved. It's really disgusting."

Originally, the strong man was straightforward, but he didn't want to scold him with such vulgar words.

"The poor Daoist only belongs to Kongtong, not anyone's running dog. Furthermore, how can the poor Daoist give up his cultivation if he is not yet fully cultivated?"

These words seem to have suddenly ignited the anger of the strong man: "Nonsense! You are not their running dog, how can you have a book of life and death that controls the fate of the whole town on your body? You are a Taoist priest, why should you help them kill! I've caught you, so what are you still arguing about!"

Xie Ziju caught the point: "What book of life and death?"

"You can really pretend, don't you just use it to investigate the number of dead bodies in every household, now you are pretending to be stupid for who to see!"

The strong man seemed to be annoyed by his unsalty attitude, and his face flushed red after he finished yelling.

"You mean... dead bodies?"

The strong man turned around and wanted to say something more, but he did not expect to be attacked suddenly at this moment. Almost instantly, he felt something pass through his chest, and the beating heart immediately couldn't feel it. exist.

Xie Ziju watched helplessly as a living person had his heart ripped out in front of him, but he made him disappear without even seeing the black shadow clearly.

Regardless of other things, Xie Ziju hurriedly stepped forward to sniff the strong man, the blow was fatal, and there was no resistance at all. Even in such a short time, he guessed that the strong man himself hadn't had time to feel the pain.

Suddenly there were numerous footsteps around, and what Xie Ziju feared most happened.

"He is a demon, everyone catch him!"

I don't know why, but everyone rushed here at the same time, which is too coincidental.

A trap, a trap that has already stretched out its minions to him.

The strong man had just died, and his body temperature was still hot. Who would have notified the people to come here in such a short period of time, or that he expected that he would succeed, so he had been waiting for this moment.

A familiar voice with vibrato was unusually recognizable in the crowd: "Master Dao, how could it be you..."

Xie Ziju watched him walk out of the crowd indifferently, seeing the disbelief and grief in his eyes, without showing a trace of panic.

He even glanced at Zhao Mu, and then looked away. He was stuck here, and he could barely find a few familiar figures among the group of angry people: the inn proprietress, the buddy, the little girl, and Jian feather......

He knew that he couldn't argue, but he didn't think about defending himself. It was a trap from the moment he entered the small town of Wulian.

From the corner of the eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of several figures on the turret in front, the county magistrate, the little genius doctor, Aunt Wei, Xie Ziju squinted his eyes, and found that they were all right at the moment, even triumphant, looking at them like a winner. Own.

The author has something to say: Swallowing the dregs in the sugar secretly, I think I can save it again o(*￣︶￣*)o (pretending to be a calm smile).