Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

"You birdies are crazy about money?"

"Fortunately, you are still a errand, and you dare to come up and ask for a reward without any conclusive evidence?"

"This is a little thief who steals food, an ugly boy, where is the monster?"

"roll roll roll!"

At the gate of the government office.

The group of Wang Liuzhi who was blasted out looked at each other.

never expected.

That kid looks like a mouse sperm, and does things like a mouse sperm, but after a test, it's not a mouse sperm.

Xingshi mobilized the crowd and ended up making a big oolong, not to mention the silver flies, and was rewarded by the county grandfather for getting up and eating a board.

Everyone limped and didn't have any kind words in their mouths. They were all complaining. They just rushed away and went back to their respective families.

But when the crowd dissipated, Wang Liu's legs were no longer lame, and his fart (harmonious) no longer hurt.

He is an old man in the yamen, of course this trick is clear.

only.

"He who has a black heart and a bad intestines and lungs is so affectionate on weekdays. If you want to pay for it today, it will be damned cruelly!"

The doorway to hit the board is very simple. If you want the light of the board to fall, you have to take out the weight of the silver tael. Everyone knows that Wang Liuzhi has made a fortune, and now he has a chance, can't help divide the profit?

The more Wang Liuzhi thinks about it, the more it hurts, the more he thinks, the more annoyed it becomes.

You said to find a happily relax, because of the strict curfew, the entertainment venues in the city are cleared at night. He was stunned that there was no place to go, and he could only return to his lonely and cold doghouse.

then.

The depression turned into a mouthful of sputum, and he vomited on the face of someone on the street.

Look up.

Huh?

Unconsciously, he returned to the streets of "catching mice", and behind the courtyard door where he was spitting, was the "nest" of the "mouse sperm".

He had heard about the family's condition, and learned a little from the shopkeeper. The woman's husband's surname is Shu, and her maiden name is Mao. Her husband died early, and there are no relatives to help him in nearby.

Somehow.

When Wang Liuzhi thought of the woman, he thought of her soft (harmonious) touch when struggling on her shoulders.

He added his mouth, his heart itch.

"You're a widow (harmonious) woman, and I'm a widower. Don't you make a couple? You can't teach me to run for nothing."

He looked around at no one, ghosts and gods, and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall.

...

The Ugly Baby is not a monster, but after all, he is a thief who has gotten all his stolen goods. To avoid decapitation, he can't escape prison. As for his mother Shu Mao, she was sent back early. At this time, she should be alone in her empty boudoir. .

However, Wang Liuzhi searched all around, but the courtyard was empty, with no half of a person visible.

If it's an ordinary thief, you should drop in some belongings and leave as soon as possible. But Wang Liu pointed out that even though this servant was a servant, his habits were even worse than a rascal. In other words, because he was a servant, he was even more rascal than a rascal.

In addition to his upset mood, he actually refused to leave, got into the woman's bedroom, got on the bed, wrapped the bedding, and put down the curtains. He was determined to wait for Shu Mao to come back and give her a surprise.

The bed is warm and soft, stimulating dreams.

I do not know how long it has been.

Half-dreaming and half-awake, the movement of pushing the door awakened Wang Liuzhi suddenly.

My lady is back?

He opened the curtain a little bit and looked carefully.

The window was open, and the moon was embedded in the top of the cloud, and the room was shining brightly.

The woman was sitting in front of the dressing table by the window, with her back facing him, a plump (harmonious) outline drawn by the moonlight.

She seemed to be dressing up to the moon.

He took off Jingchai, untied the temples of the cloud, and then stretched to his waist, actually taking off his clothes little by little.

Before the windowsill.

The round arms, full shoulder blades, and the sudden tightening of the waist line are all glowing under the moon.

Wang Liuzhi's mouth was dry, and the birds in his chest and pants (harmonious) were all agitated to spread their wings and fly high.

Good sister, turn around soon!

He yelled in his heart.

Coincidentally, the woman seemed to have heard his heart and turned around as expected.

Wang Liuzhi suddenly dilated his pupils.

He saw what he wanted, the trembling peaks under the moonlight.

I also saw what I didn't want, a grinning cat face, and the bleeding head in her arms.

The head of the grain shop shopkeeper.

…………

Tonight is no different from the previous nights.

The monster appeared, the monster ate people, and the monster disappeared.

Amidst a bunch of uniform and devastating bad news, Wang Liuzhi did a great job again and caught the rat demon alive. Bo Tzuyu was overjoyed, and immediately left the unlucky task of patrolling, crossed over half of Xiaoshui City, and hurried back to the government office.

I just knew it.

It turned out to be a big oolong.

Misunderstood the little thief as a demon.

The ugly boy of the Shu family, Bo Tzuyu knew him, and had eaten a few bowls of noodle soup at his house. Right now, this boy was beaten beyond recognition. On the contrary, it was a bit more pleasing to the eye than usual.

"You little baby is tired of eating noodles at home?" Bo Ziyu wondered, "Why steal other people's rice?"

The widow and orphans of his family depend on each other, and the mother has always loved her ugly son. Moreover, his noodle soup tastes good, uses enough ingredients, and business has always been good.

Bo Tzuyu really couldn't figure it out. On reason and family circumstances, why did the ugly boy go out and eat? I still eat raw rice!

Unexpectedly, the ugly boy just hung his head and didn't speak in a dull voice. The only thing that spoke up was his hungry stomach.

Helpless, Bo Tzuyu asked his subordinates to get something to eat. After thinking about it, he added a few more coppers, and asked to add some meat.

Not long.

I brought a bowl of noodles with a few thin slices of meat floating in the clear soup.

The ugly baby was not too hot, and he was gobbled by it. Bo Tzuyu slapped his tongue. It is no wonder that this starving ghost is reborn as a monster.

When he cleaned the bottom of the bowl, the distance between the two seemed to be drawn in.

Bo Tzuyu asked again, and the ugly boy twisted for a while and finally got an answer.

"Hungry, so hungry."

nonsense! Are you hungry and eat raw rice?

Seeing that he is a child, Bo Tzuyu squeezes out his patience and asks:

"Why don't you eat at home? Is your mother not giving you food?"

"No, no, no."

The ugly boy shook his head again and again, glanced at Bo Tzuyu timidly, his voice was as thin as a gnat.

"I have to leave the food at home for my mother to eat."

Bo Tzuyu laughed.

"Your kid is still a filial child, but your mother, a woman of the family, can have so much appetite that you can't even eat one bite..."

Bo Tzuyu's words stopped abruptly in the evasive eyes of the ugly boy.

His eyes gradually became deep and thoughtful.

…………

Dark clouds cover the moon.

The long street is silent and groggy.

Ore.

A dozen pairs of soap boots broke the silence, brightly pierced the drowsiness with a knife and spear.

A group of arresters rushed into the long street suddenly, awakening the neighbors with murderous aura, causing suspicious and horrified eyes to stand in the cracks of the doors and windows of the people in the workshop.

"Where is Dao Chief Li?"

"There is a monster in the north of the city, who can't get out of it."

Hearing this, Bo Tzuyu groaned, frowning and staring at the small courtyard in front of him, the ordinary small courtyard surrounded by the arrested people-the home of Ugly Wazi and his widow mother.

I was awakened by the servants in the neighborhood, and the noise was gradually rising, but there was no light in the yard, and there was no movement, it was as quiet as a dead thing, like a trap.

"Head of the class!"

The urgency was hard to hide in the voices of the brothers around him.

"let's go."

"If you delay, those people should get in the way!"

The "those people" in his mouth were referring to the new "monster catchers" in the city, a group of guys who were instigated by money.

If they really want to get involved, things might be even more troublesome.

Bo Tzuyu looked around at his brothers. Their eyes were tense, fearful, hesitant, and eager to try. Although most of them were stimulated by silver, it was better than before, when they heard the word "monster", they were always ready to escape.

So he nodded in satisfaction.

...

boom!

The door burst open.

The arresters broke into the courtyard with open fire.

"Zhou Fu, you go to Dongxiang, He Manzi, you go to the kitchen, Zhang Laojiu, you go to the main hall..."

Bo Tzuyu quickly ordered that his subordinates were divided into teams and searched in various rooms.

moment.

"Not in the East Chamber."

"Neither does the kitchen."

Bo Tzuyu's eyes fell to the main room.

At this time.

Meow!

The shrill meow seemed to scratch his heart with sharp claws.

Amidst the people's chest tightness and vomiting, a series of shouts, roars, sword swings, and seats turning over in the front room burst into a mess, all in one sentence.

"The monster is here!"

Bo Tzuyu had already taken a knife and strode in.

However.

Only stepped on the threshold.

boom!

The window lattice by the door suddenly broke open, and a ghostly figure came out.

Bo Ziyu prepared well in advance.

Immediately, there was a big net tied with a yellow talisman heading toward him.

But the figure's reaction was swift. I couldn't see how it moved. It already jumped high and avoided the snare. Immediately, he took advantage of the eaves and went straight to Bo Ziyu with the cold light.

However, the catch is not fighting alone. Seven or eight spears have already been erected around him to push back the oncoming strange shadow again. At this moment, Bo Tzuyu also adjusted, and the more he came out, he drew a knife and slashed.

The blade whizzed, and the talisman painted on cinnabar aroused clear light.

The strange shadow seemed to have seen a natural enemy, screamed, and jumped back high again.

With this jump, a team of officials in the yard caught the opportunity, and they were not holding knives and guns, but stubbornness.

Fluffy.

Migratory locusts are like rain, throwing strange shadows in the air that have nowhere to borrow.

I heard a stern meow again.

The strange shadow had already escaped the enclosure and jumped to the top of the wall.

At this time, everyone can see what it looks like.

It was a plump (harmonious) fair-skinned woman with long hair scattered like ink, but with a hideous, half-human, half-cat face.

It squatted on the wall, looking back at the people in the courtyard with its bleak green eyes, stretched out its claws and pulled out an arrow on its waist.

Then, before the next round of shooting, he jumped and fell into the night.

Ran?

Bo Tzuyu's heartbeat calmed down, and soon he became angry and unwilling again.

"Team leader, there is a monster in this room!"

and also? !

Bo Tzuyu hurried into the room and saw four or five men holding torches around the corner, curling up inside a group of dark red "things."

Some government officials yelled:

"Head of the team, hurry up! It's this demon..."

Before he finished roaring, Bo Tzuyu rolled his eyes and slapped him on the back of his head.

"Are you blind?"

What kind of monster is this? It was just a hapless guy who had been stripped of his clothes, was tortured with bruises and blood.

"Who are you?"

The hapless guy in the corner just shivered and didn't answer.

Where could Bo Tzuyu dawdle with him leisurely, immediately went up and grabbed the hapless hair, pulled his face out of his knees, and dragged him into the flames.

Eh?

Wang Liuzhi.