I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The night is thick.

It rained all the time.

Crackling on oil-paper umbrellas.

Samurai Jiro stood at the crossroads like a stone statue, not moving.

Although his face is calm, he can grasp the handle of the umbrella, but his knuckles are bluish white because of his strength.

The back of the palm is covered with winding cyan blood vessels.

To the right, is Fontenium Lane.

To the left, head to the prefectural seat.

It’s going home and listening to the sound of wind and rain and getting a good night’s sleep.

Or inform the young man of the news of the interception.

Takejiro was very entangled.

“The owner treats me well.”

“And the four major families have hands and eyes in the sky.”

“I told you tonight, maybe Ming’er will be retaliated by the four major families.”

Reason makes Takejiro choose to go right and go home.

The rivalry between the four major families and the young county order, you die and I live, it is not for him to intervene in a small seven-pin wufu.

Instead of thinking about yourself, you should also think about your brother.

“Although the owner treats me well, I have already repaid me.”

He worked as a dart master for two years, and every time he walked, Takejiro tied his head to his trouser belt.

How many times there were dangers, every copper plate that Takejiro received from his owner was deserved.

“Lord Han’s grace, I haven’t reported it yet!”

“Please eat a table of good food, please drink a pot of fine wine, not called retribution.”

“It’s called charcoal in the snow!”

Takejiro half-turned to face the direction of the prefectural office and took a firm stride.

–

When Takejiro came to the prefecture.

Looking at the open door, I couldn’t help but feel a trace of surprise in my heart.

‘This is … Who are you greeting?! The

deep darkness behind the gate was as thick as ink, as if leading to hell.

Taking a deep breath, Takejiro lifted his foot and stepped in.

As soon as I entered the county compound, a warm voice suddenly sounded on one side.

“Here it comes~”

Wu Song turned his head sharply.

It just so happened that a hideous lightning bolt crossed the heavenly dome.

The night is like day.

Autumn thunder rumbles, rolling through heaven and earth.

Wusong Qi’s pupils shrank suddenly.

But I saw one ghostly burly body after another standing on the ridge around him.

Let the wind and rain blow, standing still.

Each figure is a steel knife hanging from the waist, holding a Yuanrong crossbow.

The crossbow arrows tightly compressed in the crossbow box pointed straight at Takejiro.

Even if Takeo Qipin, Wujiro couldn’t help but feel numb in his scalp, and he was overwhelmed by the horrific murderous chance, and he didn’t dare to move even a finger when he was suppressed.

A little blood glows under the eaves.

Someone blew a fire fold and lit a lantern.

Only then did Wu Erlang see clearly that the young prefectural commander in a black power suit was carrying his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

“Come and shelter from the rain.”

Han Xiangbone beckoned.

Dozens of people on the ridge put away the Yuanrong crossbow.

Senran’s murderous intention faded.

Only then did Wujiro dare to close the oil-paper umbrella and come to the eaves.

“It seems that adults have known for a long time.”

Han Xiangbone: “The Simons clan has my eyeliner.”

Takejiro: “My lord, Tiger Power Dart Bureau East… The treasurer will also kill you.

Han Xiangbone: “The Tiger Dart Bureau doesn’t have my eyeliner, but I guessed it.” ”

Mountain bandits and darts are like human lips and teeth.”

“There are only mountain bandits, and if there is no dart bureau, no merchants dare to go on the road, then the mountain bandits cannot be robbed.”

“Only the dart bureau, if there are no mountain bandits, then no merchants come to the door, then the dart bureau can only drink the northwest wind.”

Takejiro suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man carrying the lantern.

“Hmph~”

Qingwu snorted coldly and turned his head to the side.

Takejiro looked inexplicable.

Han Xiangbone: “Dart Bureau, you can’t go back, right?”

Takejiro nodded.

“I’m glad you can come.”

“Wait until the morning after tomorrow, come to the county to find me.”

Han Xiangku looked into Wujiro’s eyes and said softly, “I need you.” After

a short moment of silence, Takejiro nodded heavily.

——Wait

for Takejiro’s tall back to completely blend into the night.

Under the eaves.

Han Xiang’s bone probe.

Let the icy rain rain drip on the slender palm.

Qingwu asked, “Sir, do you like rainy days?”

Han Xiangbone: “I like it.” Sunny

noon: “Why?”

Han Xiangbone: “Because rain is the same as fire.” ”

How can water and fire be the same?”

Han Xiangbone: “Fire can burn all evil to ashes, and rain can wash away all dirt.”

“It seems that the four major families and the Tiger Power Dart Bureau will not come this night.”

“Let your subordinates go home.”

Qingwu corrected, “It’s the subordinates of adults.” –

Voling 20, August 30.

It’s rainy.

Early morning.

More than a dozen catchers quickly turned over on their horses and escorted the county grandfather’s carriage out of Xiangxiu County.

About a quarter of an hour later.

A middle-aged man in shorts and shorts, with straw shoes on his feet, and a treasure knife hanging from his waist, walked through the long street in the rain and also left the county.

The rain is getting heavier and more attractive.

It’s fogging up.

In the rain and mist, there were looming figures wearing robes and cloaks.

They all agreed, with hanging Tang horizontal knives around their waist, and they could hardly hear footsteps while walking.

Like a group of ghosts that roam silently.

——

Since becoming the county commander of Xiangxiu County, Han Xiangbone returned to Yunshui Village for the first time.

This is also the first time in the history of Yunshui Village that such a big official has personally visited.

In the drizzle.

The villagers of Yunshui Village knelt on the ground.

Including five members of the Guo family and three members of the Zhang family.

Sunny noon is responsible for guarding.

Hu Chong supported the umbrella for Han Xiangbone.

Guo Province, headed by Youth County Ling Chong, smiled and said, “Uncle Guo, I’m back.”

Guo Sheng’s throat squirmed, he swallowed his saliva, and his voice trembled: “Grass… Caomin, I’ve seen Lord Han! The

smile on Han Xiangbone’s face froze slightly.

After a short silence, he leaned over and picked up Uncle Guo.

Immediately picked up Guo Zhong.

“Brother

Guo…” Before Han Xiangguo could say anything, Guo Zhong was already sincerely afraid: “Xie… Thank you Han… Lord Han! Guo

Zhong’s wife hurriedly removed the sterling silver long-life locks on the necks of the two childish children, and handed them to Han Xiangbone with trembling.

“Great… Adult, two dogs have nothing… No blessings, please… Please take it back. As

for Zhang Zhu’s family of three, they slammed their foreheads into the mud, and their bodies trembled like chaff in the sieve.

It seems like…… Suddenly, a barrier appeared, an indescribable barrier.

Han Xiangbone opened his mouth, but couldn’t say a single word.

Guo Jinshi, the old village chief who has passed away, helped Han Xiangbone.

Two sterling silver long-lived locks, worth two hundred taels.

Enough to pay off the favor.

Han Xiangbone took out a bag of silver from his sleeve and threw it in front of Zhang Zhu.

“Renovating the Zhang family’s ancestral home can be regarded as repaying Grandma Zhang’s homestay grace.”

“Hu Chong, it’s noon, let’s go.”

Until the centaurs disappeared into the depths of the rain and fog for a long time.

At the head of Yunshui Village, the villagers still did not dare to raise their heads.

–

An hour later.

Huiji Village.

At noon, there was a knock on the door of the Wei family’s small courtyard.

Soon, with a crunch, the courtyard door was pulled open.

What greeted Han Xiangbone’s eyes was still those clear and bright autumn eyes.

Wei Chu’s widow, Shen Xinglie, stared at Han Xiangbone for a while.

Suddenly smiled, “Taiping, you have become a county order~

” Han Xianggu also smiled and said: “Aunt, long time no see.” ”

Good for sleeping on rainy days.

Wei Yannu was sleeping.

Awakened by Shen Xinglie’s soft voice.

The little girl did not have the raw distinction of meeting for the first time, and after Wu Nong softly called ‘Uncle Han’, he obediently sat next to his mother and listened quietly to the adults.

From time to time, lift the teapot to add tea to Han Xiangguo and Hu.

——

PS: Are there any recommended martial arts movies.

Ming’er Yuting really has no way to start.