Demon Gatekeeper [Unlimited]

Dugu inquired all the way, and when he arrived at the bard's house, the sun was already setting.

Before entering the door, I smelled the pungent smell of blood.

Dugu and the killer exchanged a look. With such a strong smell of blood, the people inside are afraid that something unexpected will happen.

"I'll go and have a look." The killer took the initiative to invite Ying, and everyone came, so naturally he couldn't let the clues go in vain.

Dugu nodded slightly.

The killer knocked on the door, but there was no response, so he opened it carefully.The door was locked, but the old wooden door was not strong, and the killer used a little force, and the lock was broken.The smell of blood in the room was even worse, the room was dimly lit, and the opaque windows were tightly closed.

The killer followed the light from the door and looked in, first seeing the bard's daughter.She was lying on her back on the ground with a knife stabbed in her heart, her eyes were staring straight at the ceiling, and she had already lost her breath.

The killer stepped over the female corpse without changing his expression, and continued to search.Suddenly, a slanting cold light flashed, and the sharp blade stabbed towards his chest.

The opponent's movements were fast and sensitive, but still in the range of ordinary people. The killer turned slightly to avoid the opponent's attack, and clamped the hand holding the knife with his backhand.The killer put the knife horizontally and forced it towards the opponent's neck.

"Keep alive." Dugu followed the sound of the fight and came into the house.

The killer turned the dagger in his hand, and stuck the opponent's neck with the hilt.

"It's you?" Everything happened in the blink of an eye. At first, the killer only thought that the opponent's movements were a little weird, but it wasn't until the movements stopped that he realized that the opponent only had one hand and one kick.I couldn't help admiring him, because he lacked a hand and a foot, and when he was so flexible and healthy, he should be considered a master among ordinary people.

"Ho ho ho!" The man with the amputated arms and legs tried desperately to speak, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"You killed the person? Why did you kill your daughter?" Dugu walked in, stepping on bloodstains all over the room, and looked at the restrained person.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The man shook his head vigorously.

"What do you want to say? You didn't kill the person?" Dugu glanced at the girl, then paused: "Or... isn't she your daughter?"

"Hmm, eh!" The restrained person nodded.

The killer relaxed a little: "Is your voice hoarse? Or is it just that you can't talk about the ruins?"

"...No, dumb." The man made a rough voice in his throat, and the imprint on his throat faintly flashed.Just two words made his face flush with blood, and his facial muscles twitched due to pain. He said he was not dumb, but it was not much better than being dumb.

But he still raised his eyes and spoke with all his strength: "Who are you...?"

"After all, it's not from the saint's side." Dugu's attitude was not friendly, but he was straightforward: "I don't need to lie to you, after all, you have nothing to lie to, tell me what happened, and I might be able to help you."

Dugu looked at the other party, and there was no nostalgia for life in those cloudy eyes, only deep-seated despair and sadness.

"I can't help...there's a cough cough cough..." The man mentioned something that he couldn't say, and he coughed desperately, coughing up blood from his hand.

He panted hard, clasped his throat, and gasped, "She's not my daughter, she's here to spy on me."

"How to be sure?"

"Don't be sure, I don't have a daughter at all!" the man said with a grin.

no daughter?Then why the neighbors said that it was his daughter.For a moment, Dugu wasn't sure if the other party was telling the truth, or if he had lost his mind in the ruins.

If he was telling the truth, why did this man have an extra daughter out of thin air among all the neighbors?

Dugu: "I heard that you used to make up some songs about saints, saying that saints are puppets of the devil. What does this sentence mean?"

The man was a little excited when he heard this sentence, and opened his mouth, but only made futile hoo hoo.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The man clasped his neck hard again, and quickly grabbed a piece of flesh, with blood dripping between his fingers: "I saw it with my own eyes, the devil. It must be destroyed! There, otherwise, everything will be destroyed!" Die! This world is coming to an end. They do business with the devil, and they will be punished!"

After the man finished speaking incoherently, large streams of blood poured out from his mouth and nose, he twitched a few times, and fell silent.

Dugu helped him close his eyes with his hands, and put him flat on the ground.

"Ouch! Killing!" Suddenly a familiar scream came from outside the door, it was Dugu's neighbor's aunt.

Then, as if rehearsed, a large group of people came out of the door, led by Zheng He and the slave soldiers from the Saint Hall.

Dugu, Killer and Yu Yuan were blocked in the room covered in blood.

The slave soldiers came forward to arrest the three of them.

"Don't resist." Dugu whispered in Yuyuan's ear.He wanted to see what these people were up to.

The three of them were taken to the open space outside, surrounded by spectators, and the neighbor's aunt was telling the "what happened" to the melon-eaters vividly.

"I felt that something was wrong with them in the morning. The two brothers are so old, they fool around every day, and they don't ask for a wife. Today, the stretcher passed by the front of the street, and the younger brother just stared at the girl. Oh, that look. It doesn't look like a serious person. Being an elder brother is not a good thing, and he bought a beautiful male slave to keep at home, and he pleases me every day, and he wants to marry my daughter."

"Now that the two of them have done such a perverted thing again, they must have seen that the orphan was helpless, and they wanted to take advantage of it, so they became angry and killed him."

"Although being a father is outrageous, the girl is innocent. The poor little girl was so young, she was murdered by villains!"

"Fortunately, my eyes are poisonous. I saw something wrong with them early on. That's why I didn't harm my daughter."

Open your mouth at the beginning, and the story depends entirely on making up.Standing by the side, Dugu listened to the other party's absurd stories, his heart was calm, and he even wanted to laugh.In an era when no evidence is needed, there is no cost to frame a person.

"It's too hateful, just go into exile indefinitely!" Someone next to melon eaters said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, indefinitely! Can't bring them back."

"This kind of scum and scum is not worthy of being a citizen of our City of Order!"

Suddenly, the back of the crowd quieted down, and then retreated to both sides like Moses dividing the sea, making a way: "Saint."

A tall and slender young man stepped forward slowly, and Dugu recognized that he was the youngest of the seven saints, and he had just inherited this position from his father this year.

"Lu Wu?" Zheng He's tone was familiar with surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Just passing by, I heard something. Come and have a look." Lu Wu showed a harmless smile, looked around the three of Dugu, stayed on Yu Yuan for half a second, and then turned to Dugu's face.

The attitude is frivolous and casual: "What happened?"

Dugu was more casual than him, leaning on Yu Yuan's body, tilting his head, he didn't look like he was about to die at all: "It depends on what crime Zheng Shengren wants to accuse me of."

"They killed the father and daughter of this family." Zheng He winked at Lu Wu, signaling him not to ask more questions.

But Lu Wu didn't seem to see it.

"Really?" He strode into the room and looked at the two corpses: "The girl's death should have been in the morning, when they were having a meeting at the venue, it was impossible to go so far to kill someone. And this man It’s because they said something that shouldn’t be said, and they were killed by the mark on the throat, and it has nothing to do with them.”

Dugu was a little surprised, he stood up straight, stared at Lu Wu, squinted his eyes and looked up and down.

Two different voices appeared from the sage, causing the crowd to riot. They all looked at the aunt next door to Dugu, waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation.

The aunt looked in Zhirou's direction helplessly, she was cooking dinner at home, and this woman came to the door with Zheng He's token and asked her to do it.Because of her daughter's marriage with Dugu, she resented him in her heart, and Zhirou's offer was very generous, so she nodded without much hesitation.

"Lu Shengren." Zhirou smiled sweetly and said, "How about taking a step to talk?"

"You also know that I'm a saint. What do you need?" Lu Wu slightly raised his chin with a haughty expression: "I'm talking, is it your turn to speak up?"

"Lu Wu, please be more polite, this is my unmarried wife." Zheng He protected Zhirou behind him, and his tone became more polite: "Even if you become a saint, you are still my junior according to your age, and I am the one who decides here , what are you doing and gossip again?"

"It's just a matter of fact. Exile in the ruins is not a trivial matter. Just now someone called for permanent exile. Why, without investigating the facts clearly, you just believe in an old woman's one-sided words?"

Lu Wu's gaze swept over, and the aunt who was still high-spirited before now shrank her head, like a plucked quail, not daring to make a sound.

Zheng He gritted his teeth, but worried that there were too many people around and it was not easy to attack directly, he asked in a low voice: "Lu Wu, what do you mean, are you breaking up with me on behalf of the Lu family?"

The Seven Saints' family has always been united, and he doesn't believe that the other party will break with him for an ordinary person.

Sure enough, Lu Wu took a step back: "Of course I didn't mean that, it's just..."

"What?" Zheng He understood that the other party wanted to raise conditions.

"The matter hasn't been investigated clearly yet. I happen to be on duty at the Saint Hall this month. Why don't I take him back to watch and wait for everything to be investigated before making a decision. How about it?"

"can."

"no!"

Zheng He and Zhirou made their voices at the same time.Opinions are very different.

As far as Zheng He is concerned, as long as the person is arrested, the affairs between the saints can be discussed slowly.No matter how many other saints there are, they will not allow Lu Wushi to open his mouth.It's better than showing jokes to the people here.

Zhirou, however, recalled that this person was obviously targeting Dugu. Although she knew the identities of the three demons and thirteen players in the City of Order, she couldn't figure out where the other party came from.But his abnormality must have something to do with the player, maybe it was controlled by the killer, or maybe it was a player's skill.

Lu Wu snorted softly: "I didn't discuss it with you. Before the matter is investigated, the saints on duty have the right to detain people in the hall of saints. This is just a notice, and I will take him away."

After that, he waved his hand directly.

He obviously came prepared, with more slave soldiers behind than Zheng He's, hula-la rushed up, snatched people and left.

"Oh, by the way, bring that one too. Eyewitnesses, such important people, of course they must be protected." Lu Wu tapped the aunt who testified against Dugu, and immediately slave soldiers rushed over to arrest them.

"Is there anyone else who saw him kill, or have any evidence?" Lu Wu looked around.

The spectators retreated one after another.

When the aunt saw the slave soldiers approaching, she was frightened and yelled out: "Miss Zhirou, Miss Zhirou saved me, you told me to come and accuse them of murder, but you promised me that as long as I press You can do it, let..."

"Cover your mouth quickly, this woman dares to bite the saint's fiancée, I think she must be crazy." Lu Wuzhi waited for the aunt to finish speaking before ordering hypocritically.

Looking at Zhirou again, he said meaningfully: "You can't believe the words of a lunatic, are you right, Miss Zhirou?"

Zhirou's face changed a few times, and she squeezed out a distorted smile: "That's right, what a lunatic."