The rain gradually stopped, but Li Buzhuo's clothes were soaked, and his hair was tightly attached to his forehead.

Walking out of the dark alley, I saw firelight flowing in the distance, which was the patrolman at night. There was no curfew in the new city, but I was embarrassed when I went out on the rainy night and was slightly injured, so I had to explain it.

Hiding in the alley, a soldier in the mansion found the destroyed lantern, stopped to check it out, and was pulled away by his colleagues, and he was blamed for meddling in other people's business. When the group of soldiers left, Li Buzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the dark alley.

Just as he was about to go back, Li Buzhuo rolled up his left sleeve and looked at the wooden box that was shining with a glimmer of light.

"Forgot this..."

Li Buzhuo raised his wrist to aim at the crack in the wall beside him. He moved his fingers and pulled the iron ring to pull the traction pivot.

Click, click, accompanied by the slight sound of the machine spring, the fine needle painted black suddenly penetrated into the depths of the wall.

"It really works?" Li Buzhuo looked at the wooden box in surprise. Unexpectedly, three kilograms could have made a very practical machine in two months, but unfortunately it didn't come in handy this time.

There was a mechanism in the small wooden box, and there were thirteen needles hidden. Li Buzhuo shot the needle box away and then found a way to return. When he came, he jumped down from the cable bridge and borrowed a hanging car to come back. But he couldn't go along the original road when he went back. He found a road sign on the side of the road for a while, but he was lost. It took him a long time to find a guide passerby next to the bus booth.

After going around in circles, it has been more than half an hour.

Walking into the alley, Li Buzhuo saw from a distance that there were several people in front of the gate of No. 16 courtyard with paper lanterns with the word "联" written on it. Just as they were about to approach, a mechanical falcon flew to the arm of a mansion in the dark and screamed at Li Buzhuo. The mansion soldier looked at Li Buzhuo and noticed the wound on his arm. He waved the mechanical falcon and held the Park Knife.

"Who is coming?"

"The tenant here, brother is still performing official duties so late?"

When Li Buzhuo approached, he showed his Yong'an County student sign on his waist to show the soldiers, and the soldiers' expressions slowed down.

Yan Chixue happened to come out in the yard and sighed relieved when she saw Li Buzhuo: "You are finally here."

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Yan Chixue explained the attack of the old mother to the mansion soldier. After reporting the list and drawing the portrait, she was busy until dawn. The mansion soldier left, Sanjin found an opportunity to hold Li Buzhuo's neck of the clothes and asked quietly: "How did you beat her away?"

Li Buzhuo understood it and shook his left wrist: "She is good at close-fitting short-term shooting. I ran away and shot a few shots, which scared her away."

"Really?" Sanjin suspected that Li Buzhuo's wrist was pulled over, took off the wooden box, put it in his ear and flicked it, and then said happily: "It's really empty, I'll put the needle on you."

Sanjin trotted away happily, and Li Buzhuo shouted to her back: "Get some food first!

Sanjin agreed, and Li Buzhuo looked at Yan Chixue, who was lowering his head at the table and asked, "Don't you sleep first?"

Yan Chixue shook her head, her knuckles tightly grasped the corners of the table and turned a little white, and she whispered: "Although the three leaders in the village have always been disagreeable, they will not stop me from taking the county exam. It turns out that the words of love and friendship they often talk about are just talks about."

Li Buzhuo didn't answer the conversation and went to the kitchen.

Three pounds of heat and cooked a pot of stewed meat, sprinkled with shredded ginger and started kneading the noodles. After three pounds of dough, Li Buzhuo chopped half a pound of crumbled meat.

A moment later, there was a plate of crispy baked pot and stewed meat in front of Yan Chixue, and the large porcelain bowl was filled with stewed meat. Li Buzhuo and Sanjin ate very fast, but the sound was very small. There was a crackling sound when they bite pot and stewed. After a bowl of ginger stewed meat, Li Buzhuo burped comfortably and looked at Yan Chixue: "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Yan Chixue shook her head and said she had no appetite. She was watched by Sanjin and Li Buzhuo, and then she took a sip of the soup bowl. Her body became a little warmer, and she suddenly felt hungry. She finished drinking the soup with Guokui, and the cold air that had been poured out in the middle of the night was dispelled. Then she wiped her mouth with a breath of relief.

"Then Zhang Yunxin wants you to go back to Taowu Fort and not let you take the county exam. Is it the second in command of the village?" Li Buzhuo asked.

"Well, Zhou Ba has never liked my studies. He said that because I am a woman, it is his son. There are few precedents for women to be the leader of the Xiangma Gang. My father only has me a daughter. Zhou Ba thought that if I failed the Qi Refiner, his son would be able to take the position of the boss. It's ridiculous. Even if I failed the title, the boss of Taowu Fort would not be the turn of Zhou Tietou's silly man."

"Will you not be afraid of settlement after the fall when you attack you?"

"Do you think everyone will calculate the consequences when doing things? The crazy woman doesn't know what benefits Zhou Ba are taking." Yan Chixue bit her silver teeth.

"Old Master Yan is very good at knowing things, why are his subordinates so short-sighted?" Li Buzhuo walked to the door of the house and looked out, "Although the old mother has left for the time being, I don't know if she is still in Xinfeng Mansion. It's better to move back to the county to study in less than ten days."

Yan Chixue got up and helped Sanjin clean up the dishes, turned around and looked at the place where she had lived for a long time.

"Okay, whether she is still hiding in the dark or not, the county will be able to settle after trying."

Yan Chixue went back to the house to clean up the fineness, and a crisp shout of three kilograms in the kitchen came: "Li Buzhuo, the water is ready!"

Li Buzhuo pulled open his right arm and saw that the wound had stopped bleeding last night.

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After taking a shower, Li Buzhuo put some golden sore medicine on the wound on his right arm and tied it with a linen. Even if the bandage was done, the minor injury would not affect his activity.

He put the turbid sword horizontally on the table, and saw five sesame gaps on the blade, and hissed, "The old guy has a strong foundation and a good knife, it's really not in vain."

Last night, I didn't expect that she had hidden a talisman and was almost plotted against. Fortunately, I became strong in my heart, otherwise I would not have had time to change my moves. Her fire talisman is powerful, and she was about to be familiar with half of her face. The cheapest chariot of the horse talisman also needs two gold baht per piece. Only a qi-refiner who ignites the magical fire can draw it. Is an old mother in Taowu Castle so rich?"

He wiped the turbid sword clean with heartache and inserted it back into the scabbard. Li Buzhuo fell into deep thought. When he came, he thought that Middle Earth was not a border and only focused on reading and refining Qi. Although his sword technique had not fallen, he didn't care much about other means of fighting against the enemy.

Qi Refiners can use martial arts talismans to kill people. Please ask gods to possess ghosts to bless themselves, and use nightmare to curse people with the death of people. Those who are proficient in these killing techniques will not be difficult to kill Qi Refiners with higher cultivation than their own cultivation. If they had not practiced Su Chong sword technique in advance, they would have said last night.

Li Buzhuo looked out the window. Although it was already early in the morning, Lixi Lane, located between the cracks between the upper and lower cities, was always dim. The ever-extinguished red lanterns shone on the eaves, making them even more cold. A black crow fell on the branches of the immortal locust tree by the alley and screamed twice.

It is said that whenever the ghost market opens, there are always lonely ghosts who stay in the world without going to go, which is particularly unusual within one month after the Ghost Festival.

Li Buzhuo glanced at the head of the house and it was Chen Shi.

Take a deep breath and chant in a low voice: "Jia, Ji, Si, Wu, Gui, Wei, Yi, Geng, Yin, Mao, stay at dusk..."

After reciting, bite your fingers and tap a drop of blood on your eyebrows.

Bang!

The window pole fell, and a cold wind rose up from the ground, drilling into Li Buzhuo's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!