The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 867: Punishment of Fakes
Guitou Liu was fidgeting.

He felt like everything was wrong tonight.

First, Xiao Sanzi disappeared, and Zuodihu felt ashamed and left in a hurry.

Hua Daozi dealt with the woman and did not come near.

The candle lit and went out, he drank a few glasses of wine, and asked for the magic ointment in a daze, and woke up after a few moments.

this time.

Even the sitting tiger disappeared.

He ordered people to find Hua Daozi, but the more he ordered, the fewer people came.

Gaozi, who was in a daze, finally broke out in a cold sweat.

The candlelight flickered in the room.

In the quiet place, it seemed as if there were countless hideous-looking figures lurking in the dark, gazing at him.

Guitou Liu suddenly woke up, overturned the table on the shore, and without paying attention to the pipe that was knocking on the door, he went into the inner room with his belt and clothes tucked in - he pushed open the wide couch, saw blue bricks behind blue bricks, copper locks on the blue bricks, and a wooden box behind the copper locks.

Half a stack of banknotes in a wooden box.

This is the money the gambling house has saved in recent years. Apart from the expenses of appeasing the greedy and cowardly county magistrate, the money earned by his men is also from their hard work.

This half stack of silver bills was all the wealth saved by him, Hua Daozi and Zuodihu.

Compared with the prominent people, it is not worth mentioning, but for an unknown commoner, this half stack of light paper is enough for them to earn for two hundred lifetimes - and that requires someone to be kind and willing to hire him.

Guitou Liu used the stack of banknotes as a fan and dusted them on his palm.

The cold sweat finally disappeared.

As long as the money doesn't go away, people's hearts won't go away either - as for Hua Daozi, Zuo Dihu, Xiao Sanzi who was sent out, and those who followed his orders to find someone but disappeared...

These people are not important.

Thinking of this, Guitou Liu got up quietly, put the secret cabinet back to its place, folded the banknotes, took the cloak from the door and put it on, and picked up the knife and put it in place.

I thought about it.

He went back to the house, picked up the candle and threw it on the step, then ran out of the door without looking back.

A night of killing.

He paid no attention to the man whose throat was slit outside the courtyard. Instead, the scattered bodies confirmed his inner "uneasiness" and fulfilled his plan that he had already planned - of course, the money could not be shared with others.

Once you get to a good place and have some money, you will have no shortage of people willing to work for you.

Guitou Liu stuck to the wall and ran very fast.

At the fork in the alley.

A newcomer blocked the way.

The blue-eyed woman tossed the gold coins in her hand, put her other arm behind her back, leaned against the wall, and looked over with a smile.

Guitou Liu bent his knees and turned to another road as if nothing had happened.

Another way.

A young man with black hair and golden eyes was squatting at the corner of the road, talking to himself in front of an ugly black dog.

The way out is blocked.

Guitou Liu clenched his fist and silently took a half step back.

Stepping on the palm of the corpse.

"You're the only one left."

Rose caught the coin in mid-air and approached slowly.

Guitou Liu turned around and ran!
Being able to kill so many people silently was definitely not something he could contend with - it was very likely that the two Westerners, who hid in the dark and dealt with Hua Daozi and Zuo Dihu, both possessed magic.

Of course he also has magic, but what use is it at the moment?

Don’t Hua Daozi and Zuo Di Hu also know magic?
He ran as fast as he could, towards the yard that was already on fire - there was no way to do this job without a secret passage. He didn't take the secret passage before because it would pass through Hua Daozi's yard and go around to the backyard, so it would be better to escape from the main gate.

It's different now.

Guitou Liu didn't even look back, and went into the woods as if he knew the way. He crouched down and went into Huadaozi's yard through the dog hole.

There were bloodstains everywhere.

Guitou Liu cursed inwardly, and suddenly a sharp scream came from behind his ears!
Bang-!
He subconsciously tilted his head, and a streak of gold fell into the blue brick!

That's a coin.

Spell!

Guitou Liu touched his broken ear and, ignoring the blood, shouted towards the pile of earth beside Hua Daozi's bedroom!
In an instant.

A skinny zombie slowly stood up.

"Stop them!"

He rolled on the ground to avoid the second golden thread and crawled to the backyard using his hands and feet.

"Living corpse?"

Rose stroked the gold coin.

"Ring 1, the animated corpse of the Gravekeeper."

Roland snapped his fingers as he spoke, and the staggering skeleton seemed to have stepped into a swamp that was constantly swallowing people, and its legs were firmly locked in the thick mud.

Rose quickly leaped forward a few steps and waved her hand to remove its wrist.

The knife flashed again and the skull fell to the ground.

"The three brothers are all ritualists. No wonder no one dares to provoke them."

Rose frowned.

"I now kind of understand why Yolanda is angry."

Mystery is hard to ban.

The rebellious ones wandered the countryside, the cunning ones devised vicious plans. Only the obedient ones, like pigs and cows, suffered misfortune and were slaughtered, and they still shouted "there is no justice in troubled times" - Rose understood Yolanda's anger, but at the same time, she also despised these useless people who were willing to be sliced ​​and served on the table.

The reason why the Elephant Gang is so frightening is that those who usually keep a low profile have begun to learn to use scissors to find the location of the trachea.

“Your destiny is in your own hands.”

Rose thought frivolously.

"Some people aren't as good as you, and that's not their fault, Rose."

"So they deserved it."

Rose shrugged.

"When I was a kid I saw so many people beat up my aunt, throw a few pennies and walk away - but when you start asking 'why' it's amazing."

Surprised.

'Why' does not bring an answer.

The only solution is a completely insane one.

When she followed Annie and saw her wearing the diamond gloves for the first time and knocking down five thugs, she never asked 'why' again.

"Yolanda is far from weak."

Roland smiled as he and Rose chased after Guitou Liu along the path he took.

"She was just missing one key thing."

Roland said.

For some special destinies, living is sometimes much harder than dying.

…………

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Guitou Liu held an oil lamp, bent his waist, and walked forward with difficulty in the narrow road.

This is a tunnel under a big tree in the backyard.

It leads directly to a small courtyard that was bought early outside the city.

He was not worried about the foreigners behind him. Even if they caught up with him, their legs and feet could not be faster than a horse. After he passed through the secret passage with forks and wrong roads everywhere, he lifted the lid, saw the light again, and mounted his horse.

You can truly enjoy life in another place.

Buy an official position.

Find a dozen women.

Guitou Liu thought.

At this time, his head, which had been burned all night, finally began to cool down, and he was able to think about what happened tonight in the quiet and dim firelight:
Foreigners know magic.

Apparently Xiao Sanzi was exposed and died at the hands of foreigners.

It was only natural that they were angry and chased to the gambling house and killed Hua Daozi and Zuodihu.

There is no problem with these.

But there was only one point that was overlooked, which made Guitou Liu break out in a cold sweat when he thought about it now.

The idea of ​​"kidnapping foreigners" was proposed by Mr. Feng.

And tonight.

Mr. Feng is missing.

he…

Where have you been?
Killed by foreigners?
still…

The more Guitou Liu thought about it, the more frightened he became. His toes kicked a soft stone, and he staggered forward a few steps and fell into the rubble.

The lamp oil spilled all over the floor.

With the help of the spreading flames, he could see the 'gravel' that tripped him.

This is not gravel.

It's gunpowder that drank the candlelight.

There were eight characters written in red ink on the wall of the cave:

The birth and death of white lotus is uncertain.

(End of this chapter)