City Marshal

Love Tavern.

When Chu Tian returned from Zhongnanhai to the Lost Love Tavern, the dozens of corpses on the ground had disappeared. Some handsome soldiers had already cleaned up the entire tavern, and Fanjian was leading a few workers to arrange new furniture. , while Chu Tian praised the speed of the mortal world's work, he was also surprised why the black dragon did not come to retaliate.

Just as Chu Tian walked into the hall, Fan Jian had already greeted him, and said lightly, "Everything has been done!"

Chu Tian nodded, went to the bar and poured a glass of water on his own, and said, "Will there be no one for the Black Dragon to take revenge?"

Fan Jian smiled slightly, handed two pieces of paper to Chu Tian, ​​and said respectfully: "The Black Dragon Society sent a truce letter, with Zhou Zhaosen's signature on it and the stamp of the Public Security Bureau. We will reply with the signature of the young marshal."

Chu Tian took the truce letter, glanced at it, saw Zhou Zhaosen's signature and the stamp of the Public Security Bureau on the truce letter, smiled inwardly, and turned to look at Fanjian: "Fanjian, what do you think? "

Mortal already had a bottom line, and said without hesitation: "Zhou Zhaosen's delaying tactics, now that he is trapped at home and abroad, he can't attack us aggressively. Once he has basically stabilized the internal situation of the Black Dragon Club, he will tear our skin apart and surround and kill us." .”

Chutian didn't speak, but smelled the faint scent of lemon.

Fan Jian took two steps forward, pointed to the truce letter and said, "Zhou Zhaosen also invited us to negotiate in three days. According to the affairs of the gang, they will definitely make harsh demands during the negotiation, and when the negotiation breaks down, they will kill us justifiably."

Chu Tian smiled slightly, drank a few sips of water, and said, "Why does it feel like the Chongqing negotiations between Lao Jiang and Lao Mao during the War of Liberation?"

Mortal nodded, and said calmly: "Zhou Zhaosen is old and cunning. The Xingyue team has received a tip-off. Zhou Zhaosen has appointed deputies from various provinces and cities to take over as chief temporarily, and has asked each province and city to send hundreds of elites to Beijing for training. The number of people has reached 2000. It's Zhou Zhaosen who can deal with us."

Chu Tian naturally knew Zhou Zhaosen's plan, his eyes projected incomparable confidence, and said: "He will be Lao Jiang, and I will be Xiao Mao."

"Then, this is the truce?" Although Fan Jian analyzed a lot, he knew that the decision was still made by Chu Tian, ​​and asked, "Sign it or not?"

Chu Tian sat up straight, and said word by word: "Sign." Then he took out a pen, signed his name on the truce letter, handed it to Fan Jian, and said, "Why don't you sign? Now everyone is full of vitality. Serious injuries require time to rest, even for three days, you can do a lot of things, mortal world, these three days are for you, after three days I will see at least 500 people standing in the Lost Love Tavern."

500 people is a hurdle for Chutian, it is an ambush to counterattack, and the bottom line is controlled by using less to win more. As long as there are 500 people, he is not afraid that the Black Dragon will have more than a thousand people, or even 2000 people, or more. There are less than a hundred dead soldiers, even if they dare to fight and die, they are no match for the black dragon's thousands of disciples.

Fan Jian was taken aback, hesitated for a moment and said, "There are so many people? Where can I find them?"

Chutian smiled meaningfully, patted Fanjian and said, "Is this question difficult? I can remind you that there are many small gangs in the capital."

Mortal understood instantly, and at the same time felt cold sweat breaking out, and felt ashamed for his stupid question.

Chutian waved his hand lightly, Mortal stepped back respectfully, and then turned around to do what he was supposed to do. After spending a few days with Chutian, he adored this leader more and more. No matter in spirit or skill, Chutian had something that others did not have. His boldness and kind smile always carry an inviolable majesty.

Before Fanjian could reach the door, Chu Tian suddenly said, "Mortal, let the dead soldiers of the handsome army, and Tian Yangsheng come back." Immediately, majesty shot out in his eyes, and he said, "Tonight, I will To sacrifice."

Fan Jian is a wise man, he didn't ask 'what sacrifice', but replied respectfully: "Yes!"

Holding the cup, Chu Tian looked at the calendar on the wall: September [-]th of the lunar calendar.

In the evening, except for the Xingyue group, Sister Mei and Fang Qing who stayed in the barracks, the rest of the handsome brothers returned to the Misty Tavern one after another, and walked in through the gate in a grand manner. His brother died in battle, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Who said a man has no tears?The man who sheds tears for his brother is even more of an upright man.

Chu Tian looked at the more than [-] elite soldiers in the hall, and let out a long sigh: "Not long ago, more than [-] brothers were killed here, and none of the more than [-] brothers surrendered or escaped. Thousands of gangs will fight to the death, and the remaining dozen brothers, including me, were all rushed out of the hail of bullets, otherwise we would not be standing here today. It’s not that we don’t want to fight to the death, the reason why we want to live, It is to avenge those dead brothers."

More than eighty elite soldiers all looked at Chutian with enthusiasm, and even Tian Yangsheng's eyes widened, full of murderous intent.

Chu Tian clapped his hands, and several Shuaijun brothers immediately took out a large bucket of wine, each with a large bowl, all filled with spirits.

Chu Tian held up the bowl, exuding domineering and murderous aura all over his body, and said: "Today is September [-]th, a great day for the Black Dragon Society, and they are also offering sacrifices to their former president, the heroic spirit; then, we will also sacrifice, we Offering sacrifices to the brothers who died in battle, may their spirits in heaven rest in peace."

"May their spirits in heaven rest in peace!" More than [-] handsome soldiers shouted.

"We swear here that we will wash away our shame with the blood of the Black Dragon Society!" Chu Tian's voice became louder.

More than eighty voices roared in unison: "The blood of the Black Dragon Society is bound to wash away our shame!"

"The first bowl of wine, to the dead brother!" Chu Tian spilled the spirits on the ground.

Tian Yangsheng and the others then spilled the wine on the ground, and in an instant, the entire Misty Tavern was filled with the aroma of wine.

The wine was quickly refilled.

"The second bowl of wine, respect the sky and the earth." Chu Tian spilled the wine on the ground again.

Mortal admired slightly at the side, brothers are bigger than heaven and earth, Chutian's intention is really to subdue people's hearts all the time.

When pouring the third bowl of wine, Chu Tian knelt down, held the wine bowl high, and shouted to more than eighty handsome army brothers: "Thank you for the battle last night! I respect you!" drank the spirits from the bowl.

More than [-] handsome army brothers came to their senses, and then they were so moved that they knelt down together and said, "Drink!"

A thought arose in Fan Jian's heart, and he secretly sighed: It's done!Chutian will win the Black Dragon Club.

There is a magical moon tonight, perhaps because of the fresh air after the heavy rain, the waning moon is particularly clear.

However, the mortal world could clearly see that the waning moon was gradually turning red, and he was startled. Having had a good knowledge of Feng Shui, he immediately pinched his fingers and murmured to himself: "The blood moon rises, and the omen rises. In the middle of the southeast, blood flows like a river."

In the middle of the southeast, Tianhu Villa.

Tianhu Villa is surrounded by mountains and rivers. There is a large artificial lake in front of the door. A wooden bridge spans the lake, connecting the villa with the outside world. The villa exudes a romantic and solemn temperament. The unique arched windows and stone masonry at the corners show the grace and luxury of the owner.

In the past, the Tianhu Villa is now brightly lit, with laughter and laughter, but tonight it is dark and quiet, only the lobby of the villa is shining with soft lights, and there is a depressing atmosphere.

In the middle of the hall sat the third uncle, Yao Xinrou, and more than a dozen servants. Surrounded by dozens of Dongying warriors, the leader had two unusually symmetrical scars on his face, which looked hideous under the light. .

The scar warrior stretched out his foot to kick the third uncle, Yao Xinrou's petite body blocked it, and forcibly endured the opponent's domineering strength. Although his body hurt, he gritted his teeth and held back, shouting: "I have something to rush!" Follow me, don't touch my adoptive father."

The Scar Warrior smiled sinisterly, and wanted to touch two of them, but Yao Xinrou turned his head away, and the Scar Warrior was not embarrassed, and said with a smile in blunt Chinese: "Hua girl, you are very beautiful, and you are also very strong." Stubborn, I like it very much."

Yao Xinrou didn't speak, but looked at Scar Warrior with the utmost contempt.

The Scar Warrior regained his composure, and said coldly, "After I kill Chu Tian tonight, I will let you submit to my majestic body, and see if you are still so stubborn."

The third uncle and the others originally thought that these people were looters, but they didn't expect them to kill Chutian. Their faces were filled with anxiety. Looking at the gleaming machetes and a few sniper rifles around them, they couldn't help but pray that Chutian would not come over.

A Dongying warrior came over, handed Scar Warrior the phone number, and said, "Mr. Bu Chuangu, Chutian's call has been connected."

Bu Chuan Gulang took the phone, put on a cold expression, and said: "Chutian? Are you sure you are Chutian? I am very responsible to tell you that I am now in Tianhu Villa, and your third uncle and the others are sitting on the ground. , if you don’t arrive at the Tianhu Villa within 10 minutes, I can promise you that if the man kills the woman, even your third uncle will sink to the bottom of the lake.”

Buchuan Gulang is a careful person. He has already found out that it takes three to ten minutes at the fastest from the Miqing Tavern to the Tianhu Villa. The reason why Chutian has to arrive in ten minutes is because he wants Chutian to become flustered and ambush him at that time. The probability is much higher.

But Chuan Gulang ignored that Chutian had brothers from the Flying Eagle Group.

After Buchuan Gulang finished speaking, he hung up the phone mercilessly without giving Chutian any chance, and then said to the dozens of Dongying samurai around him: "Everyone, we are going to fight a beautiful battle for Liu Chuan-kun to show him. It felt like we lived up to his high expectations."

"Yes!" Dozens of Dongying warriors disappeared in a short while, leaving only four warriors in the hall to guard Third Uncle and the others.

When Chu Tian put down the phone, everyone could feel that he was angry, the anger coming from his heart.

In the mortal world, they did not speak, and waited quietly for Chutian's order. Everyone knew that something big must have happened, otherwise Chutian would not have such an ugly expression, and there was not even a trace of his usual indifference and elegance.

Fan Jian handed over half a glass of ice water in good time, Chu Tian took it and drank it all in one gulp, his expression gradually softened, and he said coldly: "Kill!"

The lake under the moon is always gentle and seductive, no matter what happens, it can never change her.

It was as if no one could really change the principles in Chu Tian's heart forever.

The vendetta in the rivers and lakes is worse than that of relatives!

As long as this bottom line is not violated, Chutian can accept any means, which is understandable; but as long as someone does these things to Chutian, Chutian only has a simple thought, that is, the opponent will die!Whoever he is!

Twenty minutes later, Chutian stood in front of the lake in Tianhu Villa, and the wooden bridge at the entrance had been demolished.

There was no light in the Tianhu Villa, and it looked very still. Under the moonlight, it looked quite strange.

Chu Tian had recovered his composure, and said lightly, "I'm already here!"

If a man lacks courage, he is like Larry without salt. No matter what he is, he cannot be put on the table.

"I'll pick you up!" A voice came from far and near, emotionless, even cold.

The water on the lake was sparkling, and the waning moon hung high in the sky, but Chutian saw no one.

Where are people?in the distance.

15 meters away, there is a solitary lamp, a solitary boat, and a hazy figure.

This lonely boat is like a piece of duckweed, coming very slowly

Chu Tian clenched his hands slightly, and then released them. At this time, he should not be impulsive, and he is not in a hurry to kill.

The breeze blew, and it also carried Chutian's words: "Why use a boat when there is a bridge?"

The visitor still replied coldly: "The bridge can carry many people, but the boat can only carry you alone."

Chu Tian nodded and understood what they meant. These people were afraid of bringing helpers themselves, so they deliberately used boats instead of bridges.

"Why don't you find me directly?" Chu Tian said calmly, "Actually, you can find me very easily!"

"There is a shortcut, why take the Shu road?" The visitor's thinking was quite quick, although his tone was cold.

Chu Tian nodded again, admitting that what he said was very reasonable. If he controlled Third Uncle and the others, he would have to go through fire and water.

The visitor suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask who we are?"

This was indeed a question that made them feel strange. Chu Tian only asked insignificant questions from the beginning to the end.

Chu Tian smiled slightly, confident and proud, and said: "No need, when you die, you will naturally tell me!"

The face of the visitor changed slightly, but he didn't say anything more, because Gu Zhou had already arrived in front of Chu Tian.

Chutian has seen the people under the lamp and the boat under the lamp.

A man in white, a ghostly man in white, holds a small white lamp in his left hand, and a white banner in his right hand, a white banner for calling back souls.

The lonely boat was also white, as if it was sinking slowly.

If an ordinary person sees the lonely boat, he must be frozen there, with cold sweat in his hands, and even his heart will be cold.

Because the boat the man in white sat on turned out to be a fragile paper boat.

In the seventh period of death, the paper boat used to incinerate the dead to leave.

A gust of wind blew, and the paper boat shook slightly, and it might fall apart at any moment.Love Tavern.

When Chu Tian returned from Zhongnanhai to the Lost Love Tavern, the dozens of corpses on the ground had disappeared. Some handsome soldiers had already cleaned up the entire tavern, and Fanjian was leading a few workers to arrange new furniture. , while Chu Tian praised the speed of the mortal world's work, he was also surprised why the black dragon did not come to retaliate.

Just as Chu Tian walked into the hall, Fan Jian had already greeted him, and said lightly, "Everything has been done!"

Chu Tian nodded, went to the bar and poured a glass of water on his own, and said, "Will there be no one for the Black Dragon to take revenge?"

Fan Jian smiled slightly, handed two pieces of paper to Chu Tian, ​​and said respectfully: "The Black Dragon Society sent a truce letter, with Zhou Zhaosen's signature on it and the stamp of the Public Security Bureau. We will reply with the signature of the young marshal."

Chu Tian took the truce letter, glanced at it, saw Zhou Zhaosen's signature and the stamp of the Public Security Bureau on the truce letter, smiled inwardly, and turned to look at Fanjian: "Fanjian, what do you think? "

Mortal already had a bottom line, and said without hesitation: "Zhou Zhaosen's delaying tactics, now that he is trapped at home and abroad, he can't attack us aggressively. Once he has basically stabilized the internal situation of the Black Dragon Club, he will tear our skin apart and surround and kill us." .”

Chutian didn't speak, but smelled the faint scent of lemon.

Fan Jian took two steps forward, pointed to the truce letter and said, "Zhou Zhaosen also invited us to negotiate in three days. According to the affairs of the gang, they will definitely make harsh demands during the negotiation, and when the negotiation breaks down, they will kill us justifiably."

Chu Tian smiled slightly, drank a few sips of water, and said, "Why does it feel like the Chongqing negotiations between Lao Jiang and Lao Mao during the War of Liberation?"

Mortal nodded, and said calmly: "Zhou Zhaosen is old and cunning. The Xingyue team has received a tip-off. Zhou Zhaosen has appointed deputies from various provinces and cities to take over as chief temporarily, and has asked each province and city to send hundreds of elites to Beijing for training. The number of people has reached 2000. It's Zhou Zhaosen who can deal with us."

Chu Tian naturally knew Zhou Zhaosen's plan, his eyes projected incomparable confidence, and said: "He will be Lao Jiang, and I will be Xiao Mao."

"Then, this is the truce?" Although Fan Jian analyzed a lot, he knew that the decision was still made by Chu Tian, ​​and asked, "Sign it or not?"

Chu Tian sat up straight, and said word by word: "Sign." Then he took out a pen, signed his name on the truce letter, handed it to Fan Jian, and said, "Why don't you sign? Now everyone is full of vitality. Serious injuries require time to rest, even for three days, you can do a lot of things, mortal world, these three days are for you, after three days I will see at least 500 people standing in the Lost Love Tavern."

500 people is a hurdle for Chutian, it is an ambush to counterattack, and the bottom line is controlled by using less to win more. As long as there are 500 people, he is not afraid that the Black Dragon will have more than a thousand people, or even 2000 people, or more. There are less than a hundred dead soldiers, even if they dare to fight and die, they are no match for the black dragon's thousands of disciples.

Fan Jian was taken aback, hesitated for a moment and said, "There are so many people? Where can I find them?"

Chutian smiled meaningfully, patted Fanjian and said, "Is this question difficult? I can remind you that there are many small gangs in the capital."

Mortal understood instantly, and at the same time felt cold sweat breaking out, and felt ashamed for his stupid question.

Chutian waved his hand lightly, Mortal stepped back respectfully, and then turned around to do what he was supposed to do. After spending a few days with Chutian, he adored this leader more and more. No matter in spirit or skill, Chutian had something that others did not have. His boldness and kind smile always carry an inviolable majesty.

Before Fanjian could reach the door, Chu Tian suddenly said, "Mortal, let the dead soldiers of the handsome army, and Tian Yangsheng come back." Immediately, majesty shot out in his eyes, and he said, "Tonight, I will To sacrifice."

Fan Jian is a wise man, he didn't ask 'what sacrifice', but replied respectfully: "Yes!"

Holding the cup, Chu Tian looked at the calendar on the wall: September [-]th of the lunar calendar.

In the evening, except for the Xingyue group, Sister Mei and Fang Qing who stayed in the barracks, the rest of the handsome brothers returned to the Misty Tavern one after another, and walked in through the gate in a grand manner. His brother died in battle, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Who said a man has no tears?The man who sheds tears for his brother is even more of an upright man.

Chu Tian looked at the more than [-] elite soldiers in the hall, and let out a long sigh: "Not long ago, more than [-] brothers were killed here, and none of the more than [-] brothers surrendered or escaped. Thousands of gangs will fight to the death, and the remaining dozen brothers, including me, were all rushed out of the hail of bullets, otherwise we would not be standing here today. It’s not that we don’t want to fight to the death, the reason why we want to live, It is to avenge those dead brothers."

More than eighty elite soldiers all looked at Chutian with enthusiasm, and even Tian Yangsheng's eyes widened, full of murderous intent.

Chu Tian clapped his hands, and several Shuaijun brothers immediately took out a large bucket of wine, each with a large bowl, all filled with spirits.

Chu Tian held up the bowl, exuding domineering and murderous aura all over his body, and said: "Today is September [-]th, a great day for the Black Dragon Society, and they are also offering sacrifices to their former president, the heroic spirit; then, we will also sacrifice, we Offering sacrifices to the brothers who died in battle, may their spirits in heaven rest in peace."

"May their spirits in heaven rest in peace!" More than [-] handsome soldiers shouted.

"We swear here that we will wash away our shame with the blood of the Black Dragon Society!" Chu Tian's voice became louder.

More than eighty voices roared in unison: "The blood of the Black Dragon Society is bound to wash away our shame!"

"The first bowl of wine, to the dead brother!" Chu Tian spilled the spirits on the ground.

Tian Yangsheng and the others then spilled the wine on the ground, and in an instant, the entire Misty Tavern was filled with the aroma of wine.

The wine was quickly refilled.

"The second bowl of wine, respect the sky and the earth." Chu Tian spilled the wine on the ground again.

Mortal admired slightly at the side, brothers are bigger than heaven and earth, Chutian's intention is really to subdue people's hearts all the time.

When pouring the third bowl of wine, Chu Tian knelt down, held the wine bowl high, and shouted to more than eighty handsome army brothers: "Thank you for the battle last night! I respect you!" drank the spirits from the bowl.

More than [-] handsome army brothers came to their senses, and then they were so moved that they knelt down together and said, "Drink!"

A thought arose in Fan Jian's heart, and he secretly sighed: It's done!Chutian will win the Black Dragon Club.

There is a magical moon tonight, perhaps because of the fresh air after the heavy rain, the waning moon is particularly clear.

However, the mortal world could clearly see that the waning moon was gradually turning red, and he was startled. Having had a good knowledge of Feng Shui, he immediately pinched his fingers and murmured to himself: "The blood moon rises, and the omen rises. In the middle of the southeast, blood flows like a river."

In the middle of the southeast, Tianhu Villa.

Tianhu Villa is surrounded by mountains and rivers. There is a large artificial lake in front of the door. A wooden bridge spans the lake, connecting the villa with the outside world. The villa exudes a romantic and solemn temperament. The unique arched windows and stone masonry at the corners show the grace and luxury of the owner.

In the past, the Tianhu Villa is now brightly lit, with laughter and laughter, but tonight it is dark and quiet, only the lobby of the villa is shining with soft lights, and there is a depressing atmosphere.

In the middle of the hall sat the third uncle, Yao Xinrou, and more than a dozen servants. Surrounded by dozens of Dongying warriors, the leader had two unusually symmetrical scars on his face, which looked hideous under the light. .

The scar warrior stretched out his foot to kick the third uncle, Yao Xinrou's petite body blocked it, and forcibly endured the opponent's domineering strength. Although his body hurt, he gritted his teeth and held back, shouting: "I have something to rush!" Follow me, don't touch my adoptive father."

The Scar Warrior smiled sinisterly, and wanted to touch two of them, but Yao Xinrou turned his head away, and the Scar Warrior was not embarrassed, and said with a smile in blunt Chinese: "Hua girl, you are very beautiful, and you are also very strong." Stubborn, I like it very much."

Yao Xinrou didn't speak, but looked at Scar Warrior with the utmost contempt.

The Scar Warrior regained his composure, and said coldly, "After I kill Chu Tian tonight, I will let you submit to my majestic body, and see if you are still so stubborn."

The third uncle and the others originally thought that these people were looters, but they didn't expect them to kill Chutian. Their faces were filled with anxiety. Looking at the gleaming machetes and a few sniper rifles around them, they couldn't help but pray that Chutian would not come over.

A Dongying warrior came over, handed Scar Warrior the phone number, and said, "Mr. Bu Chuangu, Chutian's call has been connected."

Bu Chuan Gulang took the phone, put on a cold expression, and said: "Chutian? Are you sure you are Chutian? I am very responsible to tell you that I am now in Tianhu Villa, and your third uncle and the others are sitting on the ground. , if you don’t arrive at the Tianhu Villa within 10 minutes, I can promise you that if the man kills the woman, even your third uncle will sink to the bottom of the lake.”

Buchuan Gulang is a careful person. He has already found out that it takes three to ten minutes at the fastest from the Miqing Tavern to the Tianhu Villa. The reason why Chutian has to arrive in ten minutes is because he wants Chutian to become flustered and ambush him at that time. The probability is much higher.

But Chuan Gulang ignored that Chutian had brothers from the Flying Eagle Group.

After Buchuan Gulang finished speaking, he hung up the phone mercilessly without giving Chutian any chance, and then said to the dozens of Dongying samurai around him: "Everyone, we are going to fight a beautiful battle for Liu Chuan-kun to show him. It felt like we lived up to his high expectations."

"Yes!" Dozens of Dongying warriors disappeared in a short while, leaving only four warriors in the hall to guard Third Uncle and the others.

When Chu Tian put down the phone, everyone could feel that he was angry, the anger coming from his heart.

In the mortal world, they did not speak, and waited quietly for Chutian's order. Everyone knew that something big must have happened, otherwise Chutian would not have such an ugly expression, and there was not even a trace of his usual indifference and elegance.

Fan Jian handed over half a glass of ice water in good time, Chu Tian took it and drank it all in one gulp, his expression gradually softened, and he said coldly: "Kill!"

The lake under the moon is always gentle and seductive, no matter what happens, it can never change her.

It was as if no one could really change the principles in Chu Tian's heart forever.

The vendetta in the rivers and lakes is worse than that of relatives!

As long as this bottom line is not violated, Chutian can accept any means, which is understandable; but as long as someone does these things to Chutian, Chutian only has a simple thought, that is, the opponent will die!Whoever he is!

Twenty minutes later, Chutian stood in front of the lake in Tianhu Villa, and the wooden bridge at the entrance had been demolished.

There was no light in the Tianhu Villa, and it looked very still. Under the moonlight, it looked quite strange.

Chu Tian had recovered his composure, and said lightly, "I'm already here!"

If a man lacks courage, he is like Larry without salt. No matter what he is, he cannot be put on the table.

"I'll pick you up!" A voice came from far and near, emotionless, even cold.

The water on the lake was sparkling, and the waning moon hung high in the sky, but Chutian saw no one.

Where are people?in the distance.

15 meters away, there is a solitary lamp, a solitary boat, and a hazy figure.

This lonely boat is like a piece of duckweed, coming very slowly

Chu Tian clenched his hands slightly, and then released them. At this time, he should not be impulsive, and he is not in a hurry to kill.

The breeze blew, and it also carried Chutian's words: "Why use a boat when there is a bridge?"

The visitor still replied coldly: "The bridge can carry many people, but the boat can only carry you alone."

Chu Tian nodded and understood what they meant. These people were afraid of bringing helpers themselves, so they deliberately used boats instead of bridges.

"Why don't you find me directly?" Chu Tian said calmly, "Actually, you can find me very easily!"

"There is a shortcut, why take the Shu road?" The visitor's thinking was quite quick, although his tone was cold.

Chu Tian nodded again, admitting that what he said was very reasonable. If he controlled Third Uncle and the others, he would have to go through fire and water.

The visitor suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask who we are?"

This was indeed a question that made them feel strange. Chu Tian only asked insignificant questions from the beginning to the end.

Chu Tian smiled slightly, confident and proud, and said: "No need, when you die, you will naturally tell me!"

The face of the visitor changed slightly, but he didn't say anything more, because Gu Zhou had already arrived in front of Chu Tian.

Chutian has seen the people under the lamp and the boat under the lamp.

A man in white, a ghostly man in white, holds a small white lamp in his left hand, and a white banner in his right hand, a white banner for calling back souls.

The lonely boat was also white, as if it was sinking slowly.

If an ordinary person sees the lonely boat, he must be frozen there, with cold sweat in his hands, and even his heart will be cold.

Because the boat the man in white sat on turned out to be a fragile paper boat.

In the seventh period of death, the paper boat used to incinerate the dead to leave.

A gust of wind blew, and the paper boat shook slightly, and it might fall apart at any moment.