Infinite Sims Chapter 217

Beside the dark official road, a little light can be faintly seen.

It was a place where people and officials exchanged food, lodging and horses on the way to pass official documents and military information - the post station.

This station is not very large.

In addition to the two-story building where a dozen people can rest, there are only houses for food, sundries, horses and soldiers, and there is a wooden fence around the edge.

at this time.

A room on the second floor was dimly lit, and lewd voices were constantly heard from it.

The cold winter is approaching, although there is no snow, but the temperature has been much lower on weekdays, especially at night, it is even more uncomfortable.

By the fire in front of the small building.

The six Dazhao people with pig tails on the back of their heads are looking at the room on the second floor with envy and envy as they stretch out their hands to keep warm.

There lived Yicheng, a real barbarian.

On Wednesday, which is the best at adjusting the atmosphere among the people of Da Zhao, I felt that it would not be a good thing to continue like this, so I looked at the youngest person: "Xue Qi, didn't you go to that ghost town a few days ago? Is it the same as the rumor?"

"I heard that after those ten days, the ghost town has been on fire for ten days, is that true?"

"Not only that, I heard that after the fire, it rained for ten days, and every night after that, there was a gloomy wind. I just don't know how it is now."

When Lu Guihua and others heard it, they immediately became interested.

The ghost town is only an hour away from here, and there are many bizarre things coming out, so they immediately aroused their curiosity.

"I just passed by, I don't know what's inside."

Xue Qi saw a few rough men almost sticking to his face, he quickly raised his hand to stop it, leaned back, and then continued: "It was daytime when I passed by with a grain transport team that day, and there was obviously no wind around. But somehow I can hear the wind on the other side of the ghost town."

After listening to his words, someone immediately expressed an opinion.

"Is that just the wind? I think it's a ghost cry!"

"Extremely, I heard that the 300,000 people in the city were slaughtered without a sword for ten days, and then a monstrous fire was released, which turned it into a dangerous ghost town."

"300,000 people? But why did I hear people say it's 200,000 people?"

"Nonsense, it's clearly 500,000 people."

"Where did you hear these numbers, it's obviously more than a million people..."

A group of people were talking and arguing about how many people died in Qiye City.

Some people said that they heard it from Shangguan, said that it was informed by colleagues, and even said that it was described by those who participated in the massacre.

Everyone's numbers are different, and no one can convince anyone.

Lu Guihua, who was tall and thin and looked old, stopped after a few words of defense.

If you think about it, you know it's 200,000, but this group of idiots exaggerates one by one.

"Uncivilized barbarian, it's a **** enjoyment."

Lu Guihua glanced at the window where tempting voices were constantly coming out, rubbed his hands and stomped his feet to disperse the chill in his body, and turned back to choose not to be bothered.

He is a little tired now, but he is full of hope for the future.

Originally, he was just an ordinary soldier on the frontier of Da Zhao. Later, he surrendered to the barbarian army because of the defeat, and then entered the vanguard of the barbarian army. After that, he often charged for them.

But because he is smarter, he is not disabled.

And in the process, he snatched a lot of gold and silver jewelry, and even tasted a few noble wives and daughters who were never able to climb high.

He still remembers that taste and feeling.

Even though the beauties were snatched away by the barbarians, with the help of the hidden gold and silver jewels, even if they did not serve as soldiers in the future, they could still live the life of a small landlord.

As for those ordinary Da Zhao people whose lives were not as good as before, and whose status was like a pig and dog, that was none of his business.

It's nearing midnight.

The sound on the second floor stopped, and several people spread out into the house next to them to sleep, leaving only the youngest Xue Qi in charge of the night watch.

"It's my turn again... it's only been two days."

Xue Qi brought a wooden bench in dissatisfaction and sat in front of the fire.

call-

With the cold wind blowing, the flames swayed from side to side.

In the corner behind Xue Qi, a man in black climbed over the wooden wall and quietly landed in the yard.

"Slave Army..."

Seeing the pig's tail behind Xue Qi's head, the black shadow frowned, the eyebrows hidden in the hat, slowly pulled out the knife around his waist, and approached the other side step by step.

"It's so cold."

Xue Qi touched his arms with both hands, his chin pressed against his neck.

He suspects that the reason why he is so cold is not only the colder weather, but also the reason why he mentioned the ghost town thing just now.

"Well?"

Xue Qi felt that his mouth was suddenly covered by a hand.

Before he could react, an icy touch ran across his throat.

Along with the severe pain, he saw the blood sprayed from the front of his throat, and the sizzling sound of the blood spilling on the fire.

"The murderer, Yecheng Wan Jinghao."

The man in black, who tightly covered his mouth, whispered with his ears, and then gently placed his body on the ground.

The soul of the city of industry...

From the corner of Xue Qi's eyes, he saw the man in black and the blood-stained knife in his hand. His pupils shrank, and he lost his vitality in fear.

"Not counting this one... there are five more."

Wan Jinghao raised his head and glanced at the second floor of the small building by his side, then looked at the bedroom on the side, and walked away quietly with a knife.

Under the light of the fire, his shadow was pulled very long.

"Although I can solve them faster, considering Wan Jinghao's inexperience, this person can definitely give him experience."

Jiang Ren stood on the wooden wall and quietly watched Wan Jinghao in action.

It was just over an hour after I came out of the City of Industry, and I saw the fire of this inn.

After confirming that it was a slave army who helped the Zhou Dynasty, their results were confirmed, leaving one or two people to torture the information, and not one of the others.

"There are only five people in it. It's not difficult to solve it normally, but..."

Jiang Ren looked at Wan Jinghao's target room.

The cold wind blew up his black robe, but it didn't make him feel any cooler.

"Because there are people outside, this kind of bedroom usually doesn't lock the door, I just slowly open the door and kill someone."

Wan Jinghao was close to the door, and his left hand fell on the door: "Five people only need five knives."

It was his first time killing someone just now, but he didn't feel the slightest fear, and even couldn't wait to kill the person in the room now.

None of these former Da Zhao people who helped the barbarian invaders were innocent.

"Go!"

Suddenly, the door panel suddenly cracked.

A red-tipped spear was stabbed out of the house, and the tip of the spear went straight into Wan Jinghao's chest, followed by several sharp steel knives.

The people who did it were the five people Wan Jinghao thought had fallen asleep.

"die!"

Wan Jinghao grabbed the body of the Hongying spear with his left hand, used the knife to fly away a steel knife on the side, and then slashed the opponent's fragile neck with the tip of the knife with his backhand.

But soon, three steel knives slashed at him.

The robe cracked in an instant, and pieces of pale minced flesh were detached from the bones.

Pounce!

Wan Jinghao fell to the ground and stopped moving, but his right hand was still holding the Embroidered Spring Knife tightly.

"What a **** evil sect."

Lu Guihua, who was holding a red ying gun, couldn't help but scolded.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't sleep because of the urine just now, and when he came to the door and saw Xue Qi being killed through the crack, the person who died now would probably be himself.

But what I didn't expect was that even so, another person died.

"Blood...no blood on the knife!"

Noticing that there was no blood on the knife on Wednesday, he immediately exclaimed.

Hearing this, Lu Guihua looked at the head of the Hongying spear and found that there was indeed no blood on it except for some minced meat.

"Fool, dare to disturb my rest, do you want to die?"

The window of the only occupant on the second floor was opened, and a shirtless barbarian looked at them viciously.

"Go back to the words of Lord Abate."

Lu Guihua didn't care about the blood and said with a smile on his face: "There was an assassin attacking just now, and we accidentally made a noise to deal with him."

In addition to being more cautious than ordinary people, he has been able to show his affection to the barbarians.

"assassin?"

Abate closed the window.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, he walked out of the door on the first floor, covered in animal skin, and looked coldly at the four Lu Guihua standing there, and then looked at the three corpses on the ground.

"There are six of you, and there is only one assassin. In the end, he also replaced the two of you?"

Abatai was so angry that he immediately reprimanded loudly: "What's the use of all of you Da Zhao people? They are all a bunch of waste! If it is our Dazheng people, the assassins can't be replaced alone..."

The four of them lowered their heads and said nothing.

As the people of Da Zhao, even if they are doing things for the barbarians, their status is far less than that of the most ordinary barbarians.

Once he dares to talk back, even if he is killed, there is no place to complain.

And if the Da Zhao people dare to fight back, or even kill the opponent, then there is no need for the barbarians to do it.

After a while, Abate stopped scolding.

"You, go and take off his face towel."

Seeing the face scarf on Wan Jinghao's face, Abatai pointed at a random person and said, "I want to see what this assassin looks like, if I know his identity, the men in his family must be executed, and the women will fill in. Enter the School of Education."

Some reluctantly on Wednesday, he squatted forward and stretched out his hand to the black face towel.

Whoa!

Suddenly, Wan Jinghao opened his eyes and raised his hand with a knife.

Under Wednesday's shrunken pupils, the knife was like lightning, slitting his throat in an instant.

Before the others could react, Wan Jinghao quickly exerted his internal strength, and at the same time as he turned over and bounced, the blade slid through the throats of the two soldiers next to him.

"Protect Lord Abathai."

Lu Guihua's body went cold and held up the red ying spear in front of him.

Then he found that there was only himself and Abate, who was paralyzed on the ground in fright.

"The murderer, Yecheng Wan Jinghao."

Wan Jinghao played a knife, pointed the tip of the knife to the ground, and looked at the two of them blankly.

Looking at the clearly visible penetrating wound on the chest of the person in front of him, as well as the deep stab wounds on his body and arm, Lu Guihua felt a chill down his spine: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Ghost, he must be a ghost, kill him! Kill him!"

Abatay jumped up from the ground in a panic, and retreated backwards at a very slow speed.

No matter whether the assassin is a human or a ghost, with the opponent's neat ultimate move, he and Lu Guihua will not be opponents.

For today's plan, only by sacrificing Lu Guihua to block the opponent can he escape from here on the only horse in the inn and save his life.

"Lord Abate, you and I will join forces to kill this person."

Lu Guihua noticed Abate's movements, so he moved towards him with many traces.

As a barbarian, Yicheng died, and as a subordinate, he could not escape death.

But now or later, he can still tell which is more cost-effective, and if he hides well, he might not need to die.

"ugly."

Wan Jinghao noticed the small movements of the two, thinking of the once vivid lives in Yecheng, he felt infinite anger in his heart, he stepped forward with a sneer, ready to kill them.

Lu Guihua and Abatai turned pale and took a step back together.

"Wait, their lives are still useful."

Seeing that there would be no second result, Jiang Ren jumped off the wall where he had been standing for a long time.

"I am sorry."

Wan Jinghao realized that something was wrong with his emotions, and immediately took the initiative to restrain his killing intent and put the Xiuchun Dao in the scabbard.

Before he started, he said that he wanted to stay alive, but just now he suddenly remembered the dead souls in the city, and somehow lost his mind and wanted to kill these two people.

And mates...

When Lu Guihua and Abate saw Jiang Ren appearing behind them, their bodies instantly became stiff.

One was stabbed in the chest and could still live, the other came out of nowhere, no matter how you think they are not like ordinary people.

"It's good to be able to control yourself."

Jiang Ren nodded slightly, then looked at the two people beside him, and scolded: "Get down!"

The sudden sound made both of them tremble.

At the same time, the five deceased around them crawled up under Jiang Ren's control, reaching out and grabbing the calves of Lu Guihua and Abate.

"Who's scratching my leg? Wednesday, Xue Qi..."

"Aren't you dead? Don't touch me, help..."

Lu Guihua and Abate quickly turned pale and let out horrified howls.

Immediately after, they fell to the ground, being crushed by five dead men, unable to break free.

"A few questions to you."

Jiang Ren looked at them and said calmly, "Whoever answers better, I'll let them die."

"Brother Jiang..."

Wan Jinghao didn't understand why he wanted to let this scumbag go. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

But seeing him shaking his head secretly to himself, he had to hold his doubts in his heart first.

"Daxian, just ask."

Hearing that there is still hope for life, Lu Guihua said quickly: "The villain must know everything and say everything."

In the bottom of his heart, the people who can resurrect the dead are either immortals or ghosts. Although he feels that this method is more like ghosts and gods, considering that his life is in the hands of the other party, he wants to call a more pleasant immortal.

Abate, who was so frightened that he wet his pants, didn't speak, but he held back his fear and heard the problem.

Jiang Ren asked, "What day is today?"

"November 21st."

Without any hesitation, Lu Guihua replied immediately.

Abatay gritted his teeth and looked at him, secretly hating himself for not discovering this white-eyed wolf earlier, otherwise he would have been killed long ago, how could he be able to **** the only way of life with himself here.

Chapter end