Chapter 389
"Indeed. However, there are some blood stains on the hunting knife. According to my guess, it was left in the past few days. Think about it, the old man has bad legs and feet, so who would use this hunting knife?"

When they first came, they found out that the old couple had no children.

Strangely, they only grow some vegetables in their yard, so how did the broth in this bowl come from.

"Hearing you say that, it makes people feel a little subtle."

Wang Yuetong silently put down the soup bowl in his hand.

At night, Wang Yuetong, Yingyue and Siqi huddled together in a room.

The old lady thoughtfully made two floor beds for them.

Yingyue was more alert, she slept on the outermost side, Wang Yuetong slept on the small bed, and Siqi slept on the innermost side.

After listening to King Jing's words, Wang Yuetong always felt that he was not sleeping well.

She tossed and turned until midnight without falling asleep, but Siqi, who fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, Yingyue was still a little tense, but she also fell into a deep sleep in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Wang Yuetong relaxed his tense nerves a little, and drowsiness also hit him like a tide, and he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear extremely slight footsteps outside.

It was the kind of footsteps that were deliberately lightened.

Immediately, Wang Yuetong lost the slightest drowsiness, and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside.

At this time, the footsteps disappeared.

Instead, there was the sound of metal rubbing against the ground.

Wang Yuetong's eyes widened, her body stiffened, and she looked at the white curtain.

"When I entered the room just now, I saw a long hunting knife under the table in the outer room."

King Jing's words kept attacking her mind, making her feel hot on her forehead, and her palms were sweating nervously.

The voice just now was clearly the sound of dragging the hunting knife out from under the table.

Suddenly, the soft footsteps sounded again, and it became more and more clear. She could feel that the sound was approaching them bit by bit.

Wang Yuetong reached under the pillow with one hand, and tightly clenched the dagger Jing Wang gave her for self-defense, but with the other hand, she clenched it tightly, and quietly approached the wall at the head of the bed.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Yingyue who was sleeping on the ground, and saw that her body was also stiff. Obviously, she had been awakened by the gradually clearer footsteps.

She stared closely at the white curtain, calculating in her mind when it would be opened.

In the dark night, there is only a ray of moonlight outside the window hitting the ground, and with this faint ray of light, the moon is waiting for an opportunity to move.

Seeing that the door curtain shook, she suddenly turned over, pulled out the dagger in her shoes and socks, and stabbed wildly at the door curtain.

At the same time, Wang Yuetong knocked on the wall beside the bed in a panic, sending a distress signal to King Jing.

"what!"

Xu Yingyue stabbed him with a knife, only to hear a man's scream outside.

She shot quickly and accurately, leaving nowhere for the unsuspecting people outside to hide.

It's just that the dagger in her hand was too short, it only stabbed the person with a few wounds, and it didn't make the people outside lose their mobility.

As for King Jing, he actually heard footsteps outside earlier.

King Jing was always lurking behind him, only waiting for the moment he opened the door curtain to take him down.

Unexpectedly, Yingyue made a move one step earlier than him, turning this person into a hornet's nest.

Seeing that he didn't succeed, he wanted to run away, but King Jing easily caught him, tied him with a rope and tied him to the leg of the table.

Thirteen turned on the lights in the room, and only then did he see the person's face clearly.

At this time, both Wang Yuetong and Yingyue came out, only Siqi was still a little dazed, sitting on the floor in a daze.

"Who are you, why did you attack us at night?"

Wang Yuetong frowned and reprimanded softly.

"Why do I think this person looks so much like my mother-in-law?"

Yingyue looked at his face carefully and said.

Just as I was talking, my mother-in-law came out with a candlestick.

"What's the matter... oh, why are you back again?"

Seeing this man, the old woman screamed, and then looked at the people around him, tears fell down.

"You rebellious son... What kind of crime did my old woman do to give birth to such a crime as you!"

"Grandma, is this man really your son?"

Yingyue looked at the vicious man, and then at the benevolent old woman.

Apart from the similarity between eyebrows and eyes, there is no similarity.

"Don't do this to me! If I don't do this kind of business, you will starve to death!"

The man cursed at the old woman, not realizing that he had done something wrong.

"A sin!"

"Mother-in-law, calm down first, what's going on?"

Wang Yuetong stepped forward to support the unstable old woman, and said softly.

"This rebellious son, ever since he went up the mountain to become a bandit, I swore I would never recognize this son again! Unexpectedly, he sneaked home again and again, robbing innocent passers-by!"

"Fortunately, you are all people who know kung fu, so you didn't get hurt by him. It's really lucky!"

The old lady clutched her heart and looked at the man covered in blood.

Even though I said that, it was a piece of flesh that fell from my body after all, so it still hurts.

"Hmph, if you are stubborn, I am unlucky today. I met you people who are not easy to mess with, so I am unlucky Zhang Laosan!"

Zhang Laosan gasped heavily, grinning in pain.

"How long have you been doing this?"

King Jing looked at him coldly, looking at the blood stains on his knife that had long been uncleaned.

Looking at King Jing's icy eyes, Zhang Laosan couldn't help but shudder, thinking, what kind of sacred is this, why does it make people feel frightened when they see it?
"How do I remember this!"

Zhang Laosan strengthened his courage and snorted coldly.

"He's a bandit. He hasn't come back since he broke the old man's leg two years ago. There have been three robberies of passers-by like today!"

"Every time he sneaks in quietly, killing people and stealing money, the old man and I have nothing to do with him!"

Every time Zhang Laosan killed someone, he quietly hid the knife under the table, took the money and left.

Only when I got up in the morning and saw the guests getting up for a long time, did the old lady come in and find out that the person had died tragically on the bed.

"Lao Zhang, you do all sorts of crimes and kill people without blinking an eye. Tell me, what kind of death do you want?"

Hearing about his various evil deeds, King Jing no longer intends to spare his life.

He just asked him to choose his own way of death for the sake of the old lady's hospitality.

"You, if you dare to touch my finger, the brothers on the mountain will not let you go!"

Youngest Zhang clenched his teeth and struggled viciously.

(End of this chapter)

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