Piao Tianwen    80. Instructions (third update)

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? This person was the young master of the brocade robe in the carriage that day. He seemed to be the relative of the head of the Fu family. When he first met, he looked over the top, but now he was very nervous, because his great master had already informed the person in front of him in advance.

The reason why he was arrogant was because of his ignorance, but who could guess that the ordinary blue-shirted guest with an ordinary appearance was actually a demon who slaughtered hundreds of bandits without blood? When he thought of the other party's thundering method, he bent down and laughed more humbly. His heart was like walking on thin ice, fearing that he would violate the taboos by accident and bring him a catastrophe.

The young master of Jinpao felt a little guilty. But his family knew about his family affairs. After meeting this person that day, he chewed a lot of his tongue in private. Not only was he not grateful for his life-saving grace, but he felt a little resentful. Now he thought he could only scold himself for eating lard and was so confused by the servant.

Feeling the pair of sharp eyes, beads of sweat as big as beans flow down their cheeks. The folding fan used for artfulness in his hand was already wet at this moment, and several holes were caught by his clenched fists. However, he did not realize it, but raised his head with hope, muttering the immortals in his heart, hoping that he could escape by chance this time.

"Do you really don't know?"

Chen Hao looked at the man with a expressionless face, his tone was cold and with a slight severity of reproach. He felt as if he had no idea what was inside his body, and a stream of violent air blew the sound of the young master's clothes.

The latter was shocked, and he felt that the person who released this mountain aura was like a god looking down at him coldly, and all his little thoughts were fully visible. The reason why he did not attack immediately was just giving him a last chance!

He struggled and gritted his teeth, bent his legs and crawled down. He knocked several times, and bloodshots penetrated from his forehead.

He begged: "My Lord, forgive me. The young man should not lie before. Although I am not very clear about Mr. Li's whereabouts, I can also roughly point out his whereabouts. The young man will tell you everything that happened. I just hope that the adults can forgive me for the sins I committed before!"

"Simplify nonsense! I don't want to listen more!" Chen Hao frowned slightly and replied faintly. He had no fondness for the person in front of him. Whether it was using him to stop the bandits indiscriminately, or the idea of ​​cursing himself in his heart before, it would be a blessing not to provoke him to punish him.

The young man in brocade nodded quickly, fearing that he would be criticized if he accidentally slowed down for half a beat. He exhaled a long breath, stretched out his sleeves to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, and sighed.

When we arrived, the city was already martial law and the streets were in a mess. Except for the guards, the calligraphy and paintings placed on bamboo racks, the cloth dried under the sun, the stalls selling tofu brains, and the farm tools and iron knives with weapons hanging outside, but the store was gone, leaving only a few porcelain bowls with green onions that caught one mosquito after another.

The inn gate was closed, and no one responded to the inside no matter how they knocked it. The tavern and tea shed were empty. The guests seemed to be in a hurry, and even some silver corners fell on the ground were not noticed. The tea on the charcoal stove was rumbled, so I asked me to wait for a good drink.

But I thought that there were so many of us, and it was not a good thing to have a decent place to stay. So I stared at the sun and walked from West Street to West, passing through two magnificently decorated inns, but even the doors and windows were closed tightly. Even the brothels that usually open doors and greet guests seemed to be closed, with ribbons scattered all over the floor.

I had no choice but to go back to the tea shed before, which was also a place to shade the sun and snow, but I saw a person sitting in the shed dozens of meters away.

He was all black robe and was drinking tea alone with a cow-eared cup. I thought that people who were in an awkward situation like me were thinking of approaching and asking for a look at the situation, but unexpectedly, the man turned his head and sneered a few times, revealing white teeth full of cold light. Then, the man melted like a pile of wax stones, turning into a black cloud and slowly sank into the ground, as if the ground filled with soil was just a pool of lake water.

Such a strange thing happened in the blue sky and the sun naturally scared me. Some tribe members even pulled out the sword they were wearing in horror, as if only by feeling the coolness of the metal could they gain a little peace of mind, but this matter is not over.

When the young master of Jinpao said this, his whole body shivered, and he wanted to speak but stopped, as if he was trapped in some terrifying memory.

"So let's talk!" Chen Hao frowned because the man in black described in front of him was very similar to the means used by the Shadow Pavilion. He had a great battle with Hua Jiuyang and believed in his judgment. You must know that the latter is the 93rd Shadow Killer in the Shadow Pavilion, and he must be much stronger than what these Fu family members saw.

"First, someone noticed something strange under his feet, lowered his head in confusion to search, but was shocked to find that there was a dry and pale bone hand attached to his ankle, and a trace of force was transmitted from it, as if he was about to pull him into the underground abyss."

"Everyone was shocked and looked at their calves. It turned out that there was not only that person attached to the bone hand. Each of them had pale ankles, as if they had entered a place of a living dead. Only one of them had a clean ankles. Not only was he not surprised, but he looked at the ferocious faces of everyone with great confusion, his expression was very puzzled. Who did you guess that was?"

"Li Chengze?" Chen Hao's heart moved, and he suspected that the bone hands these people saw were not real, some illusion arrays were too realistic, and his eyes were really easy to deceive, but why was the only boy from the Li family not trapped in the array?

The young master of Jinbo seemed to see his doubts, shook his head and continued, "He has no bone hands on his calves, but this does not mean how lucky he is. On the contrary, this may be the beginning of the nightmare. A pair of real arms slowly stretched out from the ground, grabbed the Li brothers and pulled them down. The latter was so scared that he shouted, but was shocked to find that his body was slowly melting, sank into the gap on the ground little by little."

There was a strange laugh. The arm that stretched out from the ground suddenly released a burst of black smoke to cover Li Chengze. Then a series of sizzling sounds sounded. When we could see the scene around us clearly, the other party had already disappeared. We quickly looked at our ankles, but there was no bones. There was only a white silk thread that tied all the legs together.

"When did it happen?" Chen Hao was shocked when he heard it and asked quickly.

"It took about three incense sticks after you went!"

(The trolls are here, waiting! What else can you do except for a few words to go over and over?)
Chapter completed!