Forced Chivalry

The night is coming.

The entire Chujiang City has once again fallen into the dark.

There is still no trace of starlight tonight.

All the streets are silent.

Brightmoon Inn.

Old shopkeeper returned to the room with a tired face, ready to sleep.

Thinking about the scene during the day, he was still angry.

This is a man’s mischief, actually pouring blood into his cash box.

He didn’t know what blood it was, but it was too much to make such a joke with him.

If he is known to whom he is doing, he must let people interrupt his legs.

哒哒哒”`

Suddenly, a slight footstep came from the corridor outside the door, getting closer and closer, seemingly coming to his room.

Old shopkeeper is preparing to sleep, suddenly frowned, revealing doubts.

The sound stopped.

A black shadow stood outside his room.

“Is it the second son? You are not good at the store, what are you doing? Then dare to run around, believe it or not, and deduct all your work money this month.”

Old shopkeeper angered out the door.

This time, he can’t think of other people coming back to find himself.

In his heart, most of his buddies are not!

However, in the face of his anger, the shadow did not say anything, still standing there.

Old shopkeeper suddenly furious, shouted: “Second son, is that you? Hurry and roll me back.”

The black shadow is still motionless.

“嘿”`”

There was a strange smile on the door, and it was so cool that it sounded a little creepy.

Old shopkeeper frowned, I noticed something is wrong.

He shouted: “Who is it, is it a joke with the old man? Is it the second son?”

In the room, he found a rolling pin with a thick wrist and caught it in his hand, quietly coming behind the door.

The voice just sounded a bit strange, and he felt that most of them were thieves.

After quietly coming to the door, the old shopkeeper slowly grabbed the door latch and took a breath, then slammed it.

Hu!

The door opened and the cool breeze burst, nothing.

The shadow that I just saw seems to be exactly his illusion.

Quiet in front of the door, there is no footprint left.

He was puzzled in his heart, went outside the door, looked back and forth for a while, and frowned: “Is it an illusion?”

He closed the door and went back to bed again, ready to sleep.

But at the moment of lying down, I saw a black shadow outside the door, motionless, exactly the same.

His complexityion changed.

“What the hell is it?”

Old shopkeeper sat up again, angry shouted.

“嘿”`”

The shadow of the black shadow again made a strange low laugh.

Old shopkeeper anger filled the chest, did not think of the other, just thought that someone was deliberately teasing him, grabbed the rolling pin, and rushed over again.

Suddenly pulling the door, still a quiet piece.

His heart was cold, and suddenly he knew that this was not the average person.

“Which hero is it, come to tease the old man, but what the old man did to make the hero angry, the hero may wish to come in and talk.”

Old shopkeeper shouted to the corridor.

The night is deep, and the tenants in each room have basically fallen asleep.

There was no quiet response in all directions.

The old shopkeeper was deeper in doubt and patrolled the hall for a while, but still found nothing unusual.

With deep doubts, he returned to the room again.

Close the door and lie in bed!

The shadow is now!

Just like hanging on his door, it doesn’t move.

“嘿”`”

The strange low laugh came again from the door, as if something was outside the door to peer into him.

Hu!

The lights in the room suddenly became faint, swaying and seemed to be extinguished.

The face of old shopkeeper has changed completely.

“Who is it, what are you doing?”

Old shopkeeper stunned. .

“嘿嘿嘿”`”

The strange voice became coherent and sounded like a child’s low smile.

It’s like having a child of seven or eight years old, squatting at the door and mocking him inside.

There was a cold sweat on the face of the old shopkeeper.

Hu!

Suddenly, the oil lamp on the table suddenly went out, and the room was dark.

Old shopkeeper his face turned white, hurriedly got out of bed, began to explore around, looking for flint, ready to turn the oil lamp up again.

But it is at this time!

“嘿嘿嘿”`”

The strange laughter sounded, full of cold, gloomy, and people standing tall.

This time, it is no longer the door!

It’s behind him.

Old shopkeeper’s face was stiff, his heart was horrified, and he slowly turned his back.

“Save” `”

The half of the voice just shouted out, like suddenly blocked by the throat, the sound stopped abruptly, and a darkness replaced everything.

“`

West Street Street.

Zhang Yuan is walking alone, with a cautious look and observing all around.

He is now considered a skill expert.

Since the two evils have been killed in succession, his fear of evil has been reduced a lot.

This is no longer an invincible thing for him!

The same can kill!

And with the deepening of Nine Yang Divine Art, his fearlessness is getting stronger and stronger, and there seems to be nothing, which can make him feel scared.

This is an add-on feature of Nine Yang Divine Art and is not recorded on the Azure Panel.

Hu!

On the street, the cool breeze bursts, and some debris on the ground is blown everywhere.

Zhang Yuan tried his best to suppress his own breath and make himself look like he and the night.

For him now, evil spirits are no longer hunters, they can also be turned into prey!

I found no traces during the day and he only came over at night.

Of course, when I came, I didn’t tell Zhang Xueshan that with their strength, when faced with evil, there was basically only a dead end.

A portrait is integrated into the darkness, quietly walking on the street, silent.

Zhang Yuan’s heart suddenly had a bad taste.

With his current martial arts, it is estimated that it is easy to pretend to be a ghost.

Street intersection.

A tramp walked here with a tired face, yawning again and again, cold and hungry, suddenly stepping on a stall of shit, suddenly darkened, and slammed on the ground.

“little brother, have you seen my family?”

Suddenly, a voice rang behind him.

The tramp face startled and turned back.

I saw that an old man in a worn out costume made his hair white, and I didn’t know when it was here. He looked dusty and looked at him with empty eyes.

The tramp is preparing to answer no, and suddenly sees a silhouette appear.

The silhouette patted the shoulders of the old man and said, “Brother, I finally found you, borrow a fire.”

The old man’s face was a little bit, and he couldn’t understand it. He slowly turned back and made a stiff voice, creak creak, and looked toward Zhang Yuan behind him.

“Have you seen my family?”

He said again, the sound is hard and solid.

“Tell you by a fire.”

Zhang Yuan said, holding a straw in his mouth.

“Have you seen my family?”

The old man asked repeatedly.

“Tell you by a fire.”

Zhang Yuan is also repeated.

“Have you seen my family?”

“Tell you by a fire.”

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