From the Valley of the Wicked to the Town of Demons

Dong Shilang was pacing back and forth in his mansion, fidgeting and looking worried.

Since the assassination of Sun Shangshu, in less than five days, two heads of the household department were assassinated one after another.Obviously, the target of the assassin was not only Sun Shangshu, but many officials of the household department.

For this reason, Dong Shilang not only asked the police in the patrol room to send more people to patrol around his home, but also recruited a few quacks to protect his safety.

But just this, he felt that it was not enough, so he ordered someone to invite the Tiewei of the God's Catchment Gate to come to the mansion for a while.

Now it's late at night, but the sent people haven't come back yet, so Dong Shilang dare not go to sleep, so he just paces in the hall like this.

"Master, please rest quickly."

Dong Shilang's wife came out of the dormitory, seeing her husband like this, she said worriedly.

"Why sleep? The third child has not come back yet. I don't know if I can invite the masters of the God Catchers. If I can't invite them, I will have to stay in the Hubu Mansion tomorrow, and I won't come back at night."

Dong Shilang waved his hand, he was restless now, and had no intention of sleeping peacefully at all.

This assassin appeared elusively, and all the five divisions were recruited, but so far there has been no progress. The household department is obviously being targeted. It is surprising that he, the servant, can sleep peacefully.

Madam wanted to persuade her again, but suddenly she saw a figure shaking in front of the door, she couldn't help but screamed.

Dong Shilang immediately picked up a long sword from the shelf. He doesn't know martial arts, but he has a weapon in his hand, so he can have some confidence in his heart.

The figure stopped shaking, and I saw someone trying to push the door open, but there was a latch inside, so there was no push.

Before Dong Shilang could ask a question, there was a loud noise, the door was smashed, and four or five strong men appeared in front of Dong Shilang and his wife.

These are Jianghu martial arts invited by Dong Shilang. They looked at Dong Shilang and his wife with dull expressions and dull eyes.

"You guys, what do you want to do?"

Dong Shilang yelled in horror, but these quacks ignored him at all, and approached him step by step with their weapons in hand.

"I fought with you."

Dong Shilang knew that these people were going to be bad for him, so he swung his long sword and slashed at the person in front of him. As a result, the person didn't dodge or evade, and stared at the long sword on his shoulder.

Dong Shilang is a scholar and his strength is limited. The sword cut on the shoulder did not hurt the bone, but only broke the flesh.

But that man was a martial artist, this sword didn't stop him from moving forward at all, he saw the steel knife in his hand pierced directly into Dong Shilang's lower abdomen.

"My lord, my lord..."

Seeing this, the madam turned pale with fright, but after 20 years of husband and wife, she didn't care about being frightened, and rushed forward immediately.

A woman, her strength is really limited, I saw her trying to push the strong man away, but she couldn't push it no matter what.

At this moment, other quacks had surrounded them, and they swung their swords together. Dong Shilang and his wife died inexplicably at the hands of the quacks they had recruited.

The next day, someone found Dong Shilang's family of nine, plus 31 servants and maids as guards, a total of 40 people were killed overnight.

In an instant, the news spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.

For a while, the rumors about the Ministry of Households were once again in the dust, and some people even speculated that this was a crime committed by the Ministry of Households, which caused the ghosts to come back to seek revenge.

In short, all kinds of rumors were flying all over the sky, Wu Si's nerves were tense, but the assassin did everything without leaking, so far he has no clue.

Dong Shilang died, and everyone in the household department was in danger. Only the number one troll, Wang Shilang, didn't take it seriously. He was still sitting at the door of the household department lobby, clapping his hands and applauding.

"The way of heaven is clear, and the universe is clear. The cycle of karma and retribution is not good.

Those people's hands and feet are not clean, and what they shave is the people's fat and people's ointment.Now this is all retribution. If you ask me, most of the assassins are chivalrous and righteous, and what they do is to eliminate harm for the people. "

In the entire household department, only he, Wang Peiyuan, applauded this. If they didn't know his temperament, everyone would think he did it.

Although Wang Peiyuan didn't deal with Sun Shangshu and Dong Shilang, he didn't bother to do this kind of assassination. After all, he was a scholar with a high spirit, and he was straightforward in everything he did.

What's more, he is outspoken, and he is not the kind of guy who laughs in front of others and stabs in the back.

However, his appearance still aroused the displeasure of many people, such as Sanfasi, who looked so displeasing to him now.

Ever since, Sanfasi went to the household department to look for his bad luck, and the ending was predictable, that is, he was sprayed with blood.

Although reluctant, the Sanfa Division also knew that the assassins could no longer be allowed to commit murder, so they began to deliberately strengthen the protection of the officials of the household department, even outside Wang Tongzi's mansion, they also sent more people.

But this still can't stop the assassin.

The arresters of the Ministry of Punishment were wandering outside Wang Tongzi's house. It was late at night, but they couldn't rest, and they couldn't help cursing.

As a result, at this time, they suddenly smelled a strange smell, which was sweet and rancid, but they couldn't describe it.

"Boss, what does it smell like? It's so weird."

A catcher asked, he had only been in the industry for a short time, so he asked about the head catcher who led the team.

"It's also the first time I've smelled such a strange smell."

Catcher shook his head, the smell was so strange that he had never smelled it before.

But now that it's a troubled time, they don't dare to be negligent. The smell is weird, so they immediately grabbed their heads, covered their mouths and noses, and looked around.

"who?"

A policeman suddenly found a person in the corner, and he was startled.

This is a man in black, wearing a bamboo hat and covering his face, obviously something is wrong.The head catcher immediately shouted and led his men to surround the man in black.

The man in black unhurriedly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, the policemen fell to the ground one after another, as if they were attacked by someone.

"You, who are you."

The head catcher is not weak, he is a martial artist of the seventh rank, he still persisted and did not fall down.

"Die, die, you will know."

The man in black stretched out his hand and drew out the steel knife. The head catcher wanted to put on a defensive posture, but he felt his world spinning for a while, and he couldn't even stand still, let alone defend.

Raising the knife in his hand, he saw a flash of cold light, and the head of the catcher flew up, his eyes were full of horror.

The man in black didn't stop, he just jumped over the courtyard wall and fell into Wang Shilang's residence.

This Wang Shilang is a clean and honest official. Among the three servants, he has the smallest residence, not even half of Dong Shilang's house.

The family has a small population, there are two grooms, one cook, and two maids in total, so the layout of the yard is not to mention simple.

Looking around, he found that no one had noticed that he entered the courtyard, so the man in black took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, activated his internal force, and guided the contents to float into the room.

However, at this moment, a Buddha's name came, making the man in black stop.

"Amitabha, the almsgiver came late at night uninvited, I'm afraid what he did was not honest and upright."

A thin monk came out of the room, looked at the man in black, and grinned at him.