imperial psychologist

Chapter 680 Black Eat Black

The boatman was skeptical, and walked slowly to the gray-robed man with his back on his back.

Before he could threaten, the gray-robed man's hand was already on the back of his neck.

Under the swaying boat, roaring wind and waves, and the seemingly invisible sparkling light, the boatman fell silently.

That gesture was like a child falling into the arms of an elder, with gentle and gentle movements.

Before the old woman realized what had happened, the smell of blood had already spread in the cabin.

The gray-robed man raised his hand again, and the boatman's head had been cut off - Bo Ling didn't even see what he did, but he pulled out a piece of oilcloth and looked at the old woman.

The old woman came back to her senses and covered her grandson's eyes in panic.

Then the bloody head was lifted, and the severed neck was still spraying blood. The gray-robed man grabbed the boatman's hair, and flung it out of the cabin like a piece of wet cloth, until the blood at the end of the severed neck was slightly After draining, he wrapped his head in an oilcloth and wrapped it around his arm.

The gray-robed man looked at his companion and spoke in a low voice, but he spoke a language that made Bai Ling feel unfamiliar.

The six men in gray robes responded to the sound, quickly left their seats, and went out of the cabin through the curtains at the front and rear of the ship. After a while, there was a short argument from the other two ships, followed by screams. Then there were a few dull sounds of falling water.

Everything fell silent again.

Soon, the ship lifted anchor again and sailed towards the opposite bank of Jian Anjiang.

"Excuse me." The gray-robed man looked at Mu Cheng, "help throw this corpse out, it doesn't smell good."

Only then did Bo Ling realize that the sound of falling into the water just now was probably also the sound of corpses being abandoned.

Just as Li Yiru was about to lean over to help, he felt his shoulders being pressed against by something. He raised his eyes and saw that the gray-robed man was pressing a bloody machete against his shoulder. The tip of the knife had already pierced Li Yiru. coat, he quickly retreated.

"Don't move." The gray-robed man said politely, "If you accidentally fall into the water, it will be bad."

The gray-robed man withdrew his knife and looked at Mu Cheng, "Please."

Mu Cheng got up silently, grabbed the headless boatman's shoulders in the shaking cabin, and slowly dragged them out.

"Wait!" Bo Ling also stood up, and she leaned over and groped for the boatman.

Soon, Bai Ling returned the things that the boatman had snatched from the old women and children to their original owners. She frowned and searched for a while, but found nothing except the boatman's own purse.

"It's alright... I'll help you too." Bo Ling said, picked up the boatman's feet, and threw the body out together with Mu Cheng.

The gray-robed man did not stop him.

After an unknown amount of time, the long trip across the river finally came to an end with a low thump—it reached the shore.

The passengers on the other two boats ran out of the cabin as if they were fleeing, and the sound of chaotic footsteps gradually faded away.

The old woman watched those people disappear in the night at the boat mouth. Although she wanted to get up, her limbs became stiff with fright, and she dared not move at this moment.

The three of Bo Ling also did not move.

They watched every move of the gray-robed man, silently waiting for his next move.

"It looks like it's over." The gray-robed man turned his head to look at Li Yiru, "Let's go out."

The man in gray robe stood up after speaking, patted his sleeves and left the cabin.

Until then, the old man hugged his grandson and left here without looking back.Bo Ling also followed Li Yiru and Mucheng ashore, watching the old woman's back, she sighed——tonight's lodging is a waste of time.

The gray-robed man handed over the head on his arm to the other companions, and they talked again in a low voice.

"Where is this word, have you heard it?" Bai Ling asked softly.

Both Mu Cheng and Li Yiru shook their heads.

Soon, those gray-robed men stopped talking, and everyone turned around, looking at the three of Bo Ling with expressionless faces.

"So……"

The man in gray stretched out his hand from under the cloak, quickly took off the blood-stained coat, and threw it into the river in the distance—under the gray robe, he was still wearing a gray robe.

He looked at Li Yiru.

His hood had been taken off at this time, and this man had short hair, but his hair color was not like that of Zhou people—under the moonlight, Bo Ling saw his flame-like red hair, which looked very fluffy.

Those hairs had already generated a lot of static electricity because they were covered under the hat for a long time. He inserted his fingers into the short fluffy hair and stroked them back casually, and there were a few slight electric sparks crackling.

"It's time to say goodbye." He smiled.

The faces of Bai Ling and the others froze, and they touched their weapons almost instinctively. They bowed down and were ready to run away at any time. The man in gray robe was stunned for a moment, as if realizing the ambiguity in his words, he smiled again, "Don't be nervous, no For something else, I just want to say, it seems that I should send a few of you here to go back on the road..."

Mu Cheng's face darkened even more.

"Don't talk nonsense, who are you?" Li Yiru hid his hands in his sleeves and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, "On the boat just now, why did you say such things."

"Of course it's for your own good, young master."

The gray-robed man put on his hat again, and he pulled out two strings from his waist, one in his mouth, and the other casually wrapped around his arms, and tightly tied the loose sleeves at the end of the cloak to his arms.

The hunting wind blows on his body, vaguely outlines a slender silhouette.

For a moment, Bo Ling couldn't see where his corner was hidden.

Li Yiru frowned, "What are you calling me...?"

The gray-robed man continued, "If you die at our hands tonight, wouldn't Chuanning Li's family want to hunt us down to the ends of the earth... We never do business at a loss."

"Chuan Ning—" Li Yiru took a deep breath, "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, the reward for catching you back is very high..." The gray-robed man shrugged with a smile, and then glanced at Li Yiru, "Buy one get one free, it's a good deal..."

Mucheng and Bo Ling were alert at the same time.

"But... we have more important things to do tonight, so I won't embarrass you..." the gray-robed man smiled. To a certain extent, it is not necessary to surprise the prey, but it is obviously more fun.

"You are going to Zhuozhou, right?" the gray-robed man said softly.

"So what?" Li Yiru hid behind Mu Cheng's back, "I won't go back with you!"

"It's okay, unless you can get a higher price than your family, we are businessmen, and we won't struggle with money." The gray-robed man laughed again, "In short, please be careful along the way and take good care of yourself... ...See you in Zhuozhou."

He waved his hands casually in the air, turned around, and looked as if he was going to go.

"Wait!" Mu Cheng snorted, "Your Excellency hasn't declared your name yet."

"Name... Deer Hunter, we are Deer Hunters," the gray-robed man laughed, then looked back slightly, "Goodbye."

(End of this chapter)