Aggrieved Fish Sprite

No one in the village kept watch, so Mo Li could only guess the time by himself.

It's about three o'clock now, and it's dark outside the courtyard, the dog is not barking, but the chickens in the chicken coop are making a fuss.

Mo Li realized that something was wrong, he went out the door quietly, and quickly rushed to the gate of the yard, and sure enough, he saw the dog lying on the ground, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The dog was dead, with a dart stuck in his body.

A black shadow was crouching on the roof where the ink carp lived, vaguely fiddling with something.

When Mo Li went out, his movements were extremely fast, and the thief was so focused on digging the roof that he didn't notice what was going on below. When he felt a gust of wind behind him, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly dodged.

Mo Li didn't leave any room for this shot.

This guy in black night clothes has some kung fu skills, but he was unlucky today, even if he was as slippery as a loach, he couldn't escape the face-grabbing move by dodging left and right.

Not only were all the escape routes blocked, but he also saw the fierce aura of a swordsman from this move.

Damn it, how could there be such a master in this poor village?

Is it also to get treasure?

The thief's heart tightened, and he stomped his feet hastily, the tiles shattered, and he fell directly into the house by the force of the fall, planning to take advantage of the chaos and escape.

The ink carp jumped down without any surprise.

He has lived in this house for one night, and he knows the layout better than this thief.

Want to get away?Not to mention doors, there are no windows!

As soon as the little thief landed, he slapped his palm in a bluffing manner, and deliberately lifted the quilt on the bed, in an attempt to block Mo Li's sight, but his body leaned back slightly, ready to use his strength to retreat.

Mo Li naturally wouldn't give him this chance,

The thief only felt an inexplicable suction in front of him, which actually dragged him down a step. He was horrified in his heart, knowing that he had encountered a master with profound internal skills.

In this way, by reducing complexity and leveraging strength, you can "invite you into the urn" with just a lift of your hand. In the Jianghu, you are at least the head of a school or an elder.

"Which path does your honor belong to? Everyone is making a living in the rivers and lakes, why are you so merciless?"

The thief lowered his voice and pretended to be stupid, "I am ashamed in my pocket, so I became a gentleman on Liangshang. I want to steal some money and spend money. Who is this family? If I offend you, I will leave immediately!"

Mo Li ignored him at all, and even sneered at him.

The thief felt guilty and wanted to run away more and more, but every time he took a step towards the window, he was forced to retreat again in a blink of an eye.

And outside because of the loud noise from the roof collapse, some villagers have been woken up.

At this time, a piece of tile that was half-fallen just happened to hit the table in the house, knocking the ink carp's luggage to the ground, and the things inside rolled out.

Most of them are medicinal materials, and they are all wrapped tightly in oiled paper to prevent moisture.

The fat mouse quickly jumped out of the ink carp's arms, burrowed into the fallen quilt, and then took the shape of a human.

The thief didn't know why there was a third person in the room. He only saw a figure flash out of the corner of his eye, and someone picked up the things that had fallen on the ground.

His heart moved, could this be a treasure? !

Meng Qi, who had saved the herbal medicine, just breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt wrapped around his body, and was about to get the last oil-paper package on the ground.

Suddenly, a slight click was heard in the ear.

"Concealed weapon, be careful!"

Meng Qi reacted quickly, and Mo Li also flitted aside when he heard the words.

They hid back and forth, but one blocked the door and the other blocked the window, with a tacit understanding.

Thousands of silver lights flew out, hitting the walls and furniture with a loud noise.

The thief dropped the concealed weapon barrel in his hand, and rushed towards the only flat oiled paper bag that Meng Qi hadn't picked up.

The corners of Mo Li's eyes twitched, and he suddenly remembered what it was.

The knife in the sleeve swung out violently, and the second came first.

The dim light of the knife was like a sharp arrow, and the sharp meaning turned into substance. The wooden stool was split in two, and the power of the light of the knife remained undiminished, and it went straight to the thief's hand that was touching the oiled paper bag.

No one is willing to break his own hand for an unknown thing, the thief had no choice but to give up, but he did not give up, when he retreated, the heel of his right boot stopped, and a sharp blade popped out from the toe of the boot. Dangerously cut open the oil-paper package.

When the crack is opened, the eye is golden.

The golden color slowly slipped out from the oiled paper bag, it seemed to be "flowing" at first glance.

The thief widened his eyes, and a name came to mind, and he blurted out:

"Golden wire..."

Before the last word was finished, Meng Qi rushed forward and threw the thief on the back of the neck.

The man didn't faint, because Meng Qi quickly realized that the touch was wrong, so he stopped in time.

Taking a closer look, this man was actually wearing a thick soft leather collar with protruding iron needles underneath, to guard against being attacked like this. Meng Qi's expression changed, and he took advantage of the situation to land a heavy blow on the man's right shoulder. .

There was only a clicking sound, followed by a painful muffled groan.

Suffering such an injury, the thief straightened up and leaped out of the gap in the roof by relying on lightness kung fu.

These things happened so quickly that the lights had only just been turned on in the mayor's house.

Meng Qi stretched out his figure, and chased him out through the hole in the roof.

"and many more……"

Doctor Mo silently swallowed the second half of the sentence, a certain person only has a quilt on his body and no clothes at all!Even if you want to chase, you should go by yourself, right?

Mo Li looked at the messy house and felt puzzled.

Although the fight was only a few tricks, and Meng Qi still had to protect the medicinal materials and other things, but the other party actually escaped from the siege he and Meng Qi joined forces, could this be an ordinary thief?

To say that the man's martial arts is very high, it is not enough.

The qinggong is really good, the main reason is that the body is slippery, and it is often impossible to dodge successfully.

The ink carp was a little difficult to fight, because he was not familiar with the opponent's way, if he figured it out, no matter how cunning the loach was, it would just bounce around on the spot.

There was a commotion in the courtyard, and when the village head hurried out with his clothes on, he happened to see two black shadows flashing across the roof. He was so frightened that he staggered and almost dropped the lantern.

He leaned against the wall, ran to the door of Mo Li's room in a panic, and knocked on the door.

"Xiao Lang, what happened?"

The ink carp put away the golden silk armor, lit a candle with a torch, and opened the door.

"Oh!" The village chief looked at the broken roof, his beard shaking.

"Old man, this..."

Mo Li was a little embarrassed, and his eyes moved to his own money bag.

In case the thief is really penniless, originally this house just died of a dog guarding the courtyard, but now even the house is destroyed, although it is not entirely his own responsibility, but for ordinary people, it is also No small loss.

They should be able to afford the compensation, and Moli used to do roof repairs in Zhushan County.

Unexpectedly, the village chief patted his thigh and said regretfully, "Xiao Lang, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have let you live in this room."

"Uh, old man..."

The village chief said with a sad face: "A few years ago there was a severe drought, and the village wanted to do something to pray for rain, so a Taoist came and said that they only needed to use a willow box, put it in a talisman, and place it on the roof of the village where the sun is the most radiant. Everyone heard it, and then I don’t know how to spread it, the village is always full of thieves, and they like to pick off the roof when they have nothing to do.”

"They thought there was a treasure in the box?"

"That's not it!" the village head said sadly.

"So the wooden box is on the roof of this house?" Mo Li asked tentatively.

"Originally there were, but my son hasn't come back after going out for many years. The house has been empty for so long, and it never rains. Everyone wonders if this method has failed. When I thought about it, where did the empty house come from?" I was so angry that I invited the box down. Originally I wanted to put it on my eldest son’s house, but even my eldest son gave birth to two daughters, and he couldn’t be said to be full of Yang Qi…”

The village chief was rambling on, but Mo Li had to interrupt him, asking about the whereabouts of the box.

"Xiao Lang, why are you asking this?" The village head was very vigilant.

"...Old man, that's no ordinary thief." Mo Li led the man into the house as he said that, and showed the village chief the countless silver needles on the walls and furniture.

"This!" The village head suddenly panicked.

Mo Li hurriedly asked: "There is really nothing else in the wooden box? Have you seen it? If it's just a talisman, why would someone steal it?"

The village chief nodded affirmatively and said: "There is really nothing. If there are valuable things, have they been stolen by thieves?"

"What about the box?"

"It's kept in the ancestral hall!"

Mo Li was thinking about how to find a reason to check.

People with foreign surnames are not allowed to enter places like ancestral halls.

"The head of the house, it's not good, the family dog ​​is dead!"

The old wife of the village chief stumbled over and said that Meng Qi and the thief were no longer visible outside the courtyard.

The village head hurriedly took the lantern to look outside, then picked up the dog's body and wept.

"This dart may be poisonous, so it can't be buried, it's better to do it as soon as possible..." Mo Li couldn't bear to continue.

There was also a commotion from elsewhere in the village, and it was a child crying at the top of his voice.

Mo Li recognized this voice, it was the little baby who almost fell into the river when he wanted to touch the gerbil during the day, his crying was so earth-shattering.

This time, the people in the village who were sleeping dead were also woken up.

"What's wrong with Zhang Dezi's little baby, is it still making trouble at night?"

"It's not his house, it's the village chief's house! It seems that some villains have entered!"

Everyone was chattering, and when they saw the situation in the courtyard, there was an uproar.

Before, there were only petty thieves, and nothing was lost in every household. In addition, it has gradually subsided in the past year, and everyone has almost forgotten about it. Why did it suddenly happen?

As he spoke, he mentioned the wooden box of the ancestral hall.

A group of people bluffed and ran to see it.

Before the ink carp had time to go, someone ran back and said that the thief had caught it.

The thief fell at the entrance of the village!It seems to have passed out!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, took torches and went out.

Sure enough, he saw a man in black with his face covered lying on the ground, with a quilt beside him.

"village head?"

"...This is my quilt!"

The village chief was full of doubts, wasn't he a thief who ripped off the roof, what was he doing stealing the quilt?

Could it be that the purpose of digging through the roof is to snatch a quilt from Xiao Lang who is staying overnight?

He couldn't help looking at the ink carp.

The ink carp's body stiffened.

A warm and fluffy gerbil first slipped onto his shoes in the dark, and then climbed up a bit to avoid being discovered. At this moment, its claws hooked the clothes and hung on the ink carp's calf, and there was still a robe on the outside. covered.

"Old man, I remember seeing two... thieves."

"That's right! There are indeed two!" The village chief was stunned, one fell here, and the other?

"Tie it up first! When someone wakes up, ask what happened!"

"That's right, tie a few more, don't let people run away!"

Everyone hurriedly looked for the rope, and Mo Li took advantage of the chaos to look around and found that the thief had been tapped by Meng Qi, so he was relieved and let the villagers do whatever they wanted.

Mo Li didn't notice that one of the villagers looked wrong.

The man stood in the dark and deliberately hid behind others. After all, the ink carp didn't have eyes behind it. After making sure that these were villagers, he glanced at them from time to time.

The man's expression changed instantly, and he quickly followed the crowd, changing direction halfway.

"Zhang Dezi, where are you going?" Someone stopped him.

"Go home, my baby is crying!" Zhang Dezi said shyly.

After finishing speaking, he buried his head and left. His house is next door to the village head's house.

As soon as Zhang Dezi entered the house, his daughter-in-law scolded: "I told you not to gamble, but to gamble! Not only did you sell the treasure that the baby dug out of the forest, but you also talked nonsense outside to bring disaster to the village!"

"Shut up! There's a thief in his house, what does that have to do with me?" Zhang Dezi was furious, and hastily closed the doors and windows. Seeing no one around, he said confidently, "The old man really has something good at home, guess what?" What's the matter, the ones coming from his house are snitches, the kind who come and go! Besides, didn't you hear that sentence just now... Jinsi, hey! Jinsi! It must be valuable!"