I am a snake, so it is reasonable for me to teach a group of demons.

As the distance between them got closer and closer, the two detectives finally saw the boy's eyes that were definitely not human.

The red vertical pupils were like two clusters of candles that never went out in the long night.

With a snap, the brass pipe in the hands of detective Zhang fell to the ground.

""Who is it?!"

The shuddering constable Xue scolded, while his right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the long knife hanging from his waist, his palm was wet. A few feet away.

The young man in white suddenly waved his sleeves.

The two constables' hair stood on end immediately.

A gust of wild hunting wind, like a tidal wave, hit the two constables fiercely in an instant.

The two men were like two cannonballs, flying out horizontally, and hit the thick city wall heavily. They were smashed until their flesh and blood were blurred, and all the bones in their bodies were shattered.

Like two pools of blood and mud, they slowly flowed down from the city wall.

The carriage stopped.

Zhu Jiuyin looked up, staring at the tiny head hanging high on the bamboo pole.

The little whirlwind was meticulous, jumped off Zhu Jiuyin's shoulder, put the bronze bell on the ground, and quickly climbed to the top of the bamboo pole.

He gently took off the young man's head.

It slid down deftly from the top of the pole, and the little whirlwind extended his claws.

Squatting down slowly, Zhu Jiuyin slowly stretched out He stretched out his hands.

His palms trembled slightly.

The head was icy cold in his hands.

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar gray face of the little boy, and his hair like dry grass dancing in the wind.

Zhu Jiuyin leaned over slightly.

For the first and last time, the foreheads of the master and the disciple were pressed tightly together.

Zhu Jiuyin felt that his heart in his chest was broken into thousands of pieces.

His little boy would never be able to open his eyes again to look at his incompetent master.

The cold wind carried the broken snow.

Zhu Jiuyin stood up and placed the little boy's head on the front of the wooden cart. He then used his five fingers as a comb to comb the little boy's messy hair into a bunch.

Then he tied it into a bun.

He reached behind him with his right hand and gently took off the lush green hairpin. In an instant, the black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, covering the entire back.

He pinned the jade hairpin into the little boy's bun little by little.

The coming-of-age ceremony for young people.

It came five years early

……

He stared at the little guy's face for a long, long time.

Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his hand and gently covered the little guy's forehead.

The scenes after the boy's death appeared clearly in Zhu Jiuyin's mind.

He saw a man in brocade clothes and a fat head holding the little guy's head.

"A glimpse of the whole picture"

"This hound is as good as you said."

"But the wild is hard to tame, what a pity"

……

"Prisoner heads, that is, bandit heads"

……

"The money of the common people was divided into 70% and 30% between the county government and the nobles."

……

So that's it.

The county constable disguised himself as a bandit, rushed into Lingshi County on a dark and windy night to burn, kill and loot.

Then he used the excuse of suppressing bandits to make money.

Finally, he chopped off the heads of innocent prisoners in prison and used them as bandit heads to appease the public anger.

It was not a collusion between officials and bandits.

There were no bandits from the beginning to the end.

Or maybe the real bandits were wearing official uniforms.

Zhu Jiuyin also saw that the head of the little guy hanging on the bamboo pole was surrounded by people.

There were men, women, old people, and children.

Because the little guy became the so-called Wuyi Mountain bandit leader, he endured the most cruel and evil in the world.

They, they, used all kinds of dirty words.

"Damn bandit, I curse you to be reborn as a beast in your next life"

"You are so young, why do you have to be a bandit? You are a bastard born of a mother but not raised by her."

"Where is his body? I want to cook it, eat all his flesh, drink all his blood, grind his bones into powder and swallow it"

"It's a pity that he was beheaded with one sword. Those idiots in the county government should be cut into pieces."

……

The adults threw rotten vegetable leaves, spitted, and even threw feces at the little head.

The children threw stones, one after another, having a lot of fun.

Fortunately, the bamboo pole was high enough.

……

Withdrawing his palm.

With a ripping sound, Zhu Jiuyin tore off a large piece of white clothes.

Using it as a bundle, he wrapped the tiny head.

With the bundle of the head on his back, Zhu Jiuyin turned around and looked at Lingshi County several feet away.

After a while, he picked up the Black Death Spear from the wooden cart.

Zhu Jiuyin threw it hard.

With a whoosh, the ancient spear pierced into the sky and hung high above Lingshi County.

"Little Cyclone"

"Master, please tell me"

"Go to the city wall and ring the bell to summon the dead"

"OK."

Little Tornado held the bronze bell in his arms and shot out like an arrow.

The carriage continued to move forward with a creaking sound.

A cold wind suddenly blew up, ruffling Zhu Jiuyin's thick black hair.

From a distance, it looked like a black waterfall.

"Tonight, I will drive everyone out of this world, leaving no one behind!"

……

County Magistrate Chen Chong took in 27 concubines, and the whole county celebrated.

There were five banquets, from early morning to late at night.

With a creaking sound, the old horse pulled the wooden cart and followed the young man through the deserted and lonely streets.

Soon, Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyes slightly. What came into view was a brothel with brilliant lanterns.

""Zuichunlou~"

Zhu Jiuyin walked towards the brothel while muttering.

The old procuress leaning against the door frame was flirting with a drunken constable with her hips raised.

He caught a glimpse of the man in white.

Without even looking at him, he said,"Sir, Zuichunlou only accepts county officials today. Please come back tomorrow."……"

There was a clang.

The sword flashed.

The expressions on the faces of the madam and the constable froze. When the young man in white passed by them, the screams and cries of crying for parents were heard in the brothel.

At the door of the brothel, the heads of the madam and the constable slowly slid off their necks. There were two puffs.

Blood gushed out.

It hit the beam fiercely.

It splashed into a bloody rain all over the sky.

……

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor...

Zhu Jiuyin killed people one by one.

He slaughtered every living thing that came into his sight.

The terrified people jumped out of the window to escape. Those on the second floor were still okay, but most of those on the third floor had their legs and feet broken. Those who managed to land used their hands and feet, rolling and crawling, trying to escape from Zuichunlou as quickly as possible.

The farther the better.

Whoosh!

With a sound of breaking through the air, a short spear as red as blood fell from the sky.

It easily pierced the chest of a constable.

It brought up a large piece of bright blood.

It was like an embroidery needle in the hand of the god of death, flying up and down flexibly, harvesting fresh lives.

……

Xiuchunlou, fifth floor, room number 9.

Bai Liu was drunk and naked, dreaming.

In the dream, the headless corpse of the young man named Chen Mengfei kept chasing Bai Liu.

"Where is my head?"

"Do you know where my head is?"

The faint voice came from behind, from the front, and from all directions, pouring into Bai Liu's ears crazily.

"I have no idea!"

"I don't know where your head went!"

""Don't bother me!"

With a loud roar, Bai Liu sat up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Amidst the heavy breathing, the young man's face suddenly froze.

Why is it so noisy downstairs?

What happened?

Bai Liu lifted the curtain, his expression was stunned at first, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

Two meters away, next to the Huanghuali wooden table, sat a young man in red drinking.

No.

That's not a red dress.

That's a bloody dress.

Even the young man's black hair was soaked with blood.

Drops of sticky liquid flowed along the ends of his hair and fell heavily to the floor.

There were blooming flowers of burning blood.

There was a light snap.

The young man put down the wine cup and slightly turned to look at the young man.

The voice said indifferently:"Bai Liu, right?"

"I will peel off your flesh piece by piece~"