I Pushed the Weird World Horizontally

At 　　戌, the ground is dimly yellow and everything is hazy.

　　 The cold wind howled, and the raindrops continued.

　　 Gu Yan wore a hat and hid a sword in his waist, walking in the dark streets.

　　 The chill penetrated his hat and clothes, and licked his skin.

　　 Most of the neighbourhoods on both sides of the street have rested, only some of them are more energetic. Under Gu Yan's keen perception, some violent gasps and crashes can be heard.

When 　　 walked to the entrance of Kitamachi, the lanterns hanging under some shops were constantly being blown by the wind.

　　 But the dim light finally gave the dark night a little more color, which made people want to lean over.

　　 "Cold rainy night, killing night."

　　 stroked the waist knife with his left hand.

　　 The cold texture makes Gu Yan feel at ease.

Before 　　 came out, he deliberately wiped the blade with lard repeatedly.

　　In this way, it can effectively reduce the adhesion when cutting the flesh and blood.

　　He came with killing intent!

　　 Outside the flower building, inside the corridor pavilion.

　　 Three powerful yamen with Kongwu were drinking soju and eating roast chicken, facing the entrance, and there was an empty bowl placed, and it seemed that one person had not come.

　　 Behind them is the Hualou Zhengyuan, which is brightly lit, faintly heard pipa playing, the guzheng light sound, and occasionally jade flute accompaniment.

　　 The sound of wind and rain, the sound of pipa, the sound of guzheng, jade flute and beauty.

　　 If it wasn't for them to be outside in the cold, it would be a kind of enjoyment.

　　 "His mother, this horrible weather made us drenched in the rain here, that little **** might have run away."

　　 "It's better to run, but there are many people in his house staring at him. If you run, we don't need to do anything, hehe."

　　 The yamen on the left and right touched the wine bowl, talking and laughing.

　　 The other man sitting at the innermost did not speak, and was eating seriously.

　　 He tore off a chicken leg and just wanted to put it in his mouth.

Sudden.

　　 Lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the ground for an instant.

　　 The man looked sluggishly behind his companion on the left, his hand holding the chicken leg was stunned.

　　I don't know when, a man wearing a hat, silently standing in the blind spot outside the pavilion, is silently watching them.

　　 "Dazhu, what are you looking at, haha, is there a beauty behind me?"

　　 A servant found his companion looking behind him stupidly, laughed, and pointed his hand back.

　　 As a result, a cold and wet touch came from the fingers.

　　 This person's expression freezes.

　　 There is really someone behind him!

at this time.

　　铮铮铮~

　　 Inside the flower building, a deep and euphemistic guzheng sound came!

　　铿!

　　 The long sword came out of its sheath, and the sound was silenced.

　　 A touch of white light cuts through countless raindrops and shines in the long pavilion.

　　 The yaman sitting on the opposite side was looking up and swallowing the drink, and he felt the liquid splashed into the bowl, even on his head and face.

　　 He thought it was rain, and didn't care. He drank the remaining wine in the bowl and wiped his face: "Fuck, it's almost winter, and it's always raining. That little **** won't come today."

　　 It's just that no one responded to him except for the vocal music in the flower building behind.

　　 Instead, more liquid spattered on him.

　　 He hasn't noticed the abnormality yet, and he kept wiping his face: "Is this broken pavilion leaking? How is the rain so thick, it makes my eyes unable to open."

　　 Click.

　　 Wet footsteps came.

"coming."

　　 An indifferent voice sounded before him.

next moment.

　　 Wiping his face, the office worker only felt a cold neck, and a sense of weightlessness flooded his head: "How do I feel like I'm flying?"

　　 This is his last consciousness.

Snapped!

　　The round head hit the puddle outside, splashing water droplets.

　　 Gu Yan stretched his waist knife outside.

　　 Ding Ding Ding~

　　 Raindrops sputtered on the blade, and there was a continuous and crisp sound, like a fateful song.

　　 The clear rain dripped, across the blade, turning dark red and dripping out...

　　 The three of them, in a blink of an eye, only the servant sitting in the innermost part is left.

　　 He still held the posture of grabbing the chicken leg, and watched Gu Yan cut his two companions and beheaded.

　　 He wants to struggle!

　　 want to fight back!

　　 I want to shout regardless!

　　 However, he found that he could not control his body at all.

　　 He knew for the first time that when people's fear reached their limit, they would become numb, their minds would become stupefied, their body would lose control in an instant, and they would not even be able to scream.

　　 When Gu Yan took the knife back, it was as clean as new.

　　 The cold blade was placed on the neck of the last yaman, and finally awakened him: "Spare, spare!"

　　 His teeth kept bumping and his tongue curled, so that it was very difficult to say both words.

　　 "Don't be afraid, cooperate with me, I will give you a better choice, tell me, what else do you have?"

　　 are just a few old Yamen fried dough sticks, and even his companions are so unscrupulous in discussing the matter of attacking Gu Yan.

　　 Now that the blade is added, naturally there is no courage to resist.

　　 Gu Yan's words calmed his emotions.

　　 "Gu Ye, at the gambling shop, when the gambling shop is down, someone will find it and say that someone is making trouble. When you pass by, they will close the door and kill you, and then just slander you for a crime."

　　 Gu Yan retracted the knife, sat down in the place reserved for him, poured the wine into the blood-stained bowl.

　　 The icy blade left his neck, and the surviving Yali Dazhu softened and slumped against the stone pillar behind it.

　　 Gu Yan put the bowl full of wine in front of him: "Drink!"

　　 Dazhu never drank alcohol, let alone drink this blood-stained wine.

　　 But in the face of life and death, he has no right to choose!

　　 He tremblingly drank the red wine in one gulp.

　　 Burned the entrance of the knife, a stream of heat spread from the abdomen to the whole body, and soon, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com Dazhu's face flushed.

　　 "I'm very strange, don't you know that I am a magistrate now? Even if there are excuses, everyone is not stupid. Isn't this beating the magistrate in the face?"

Dazhu’s drunkenness surged, and people were dumbfounded, and the fear was gone: "Zhang Tou said, the county magistrate has no ambitions. He just said that for the county government and his face, he can’t understand it, and he needs to give a reason to live. He doesn't care if he is you."

　　 "Gu Yan, even if you kill you and go back today, there are still people from the Julang Gang waiting for you near your house, you are dead!"

　　 Dazhu smirked, and his head shook: "Hey, it's better to die in my hands. The big deal is that you have any last wishes, I will help you deal with it!"

　　 His mouth is full of alcohol and his eyes are blurred.

　　 Gu Yan looked carefully and confirmed that he was not stupid, but simply drunk and could not drink enough.

　　 "Chen Zhinian, sometimes things are not as simple as you think." Gu Yan was not surprised by Dazhu's words.

　　 He stood up, took the waist knife, and prepared to send the big pole on the road.

　　 Seeing the dazzling blade, Ozhu was shocked to wake up, and his wine was gone!

　　 "Master Gu, I'm nonsense, I can't take it seriously, I can't take it seriously."

　　 Gu Yan ignored him and raised his sword.

　　 "Didn't you say to give me a better choice?"

　　 swing a knife!

　　 Strength and speed, combined with a sharp blade.

　　 Dazhu didn't struggle, and fell on the table happily.

　　 "There is still wine to drink before death, and you can brag about it. This is a good deal."

　　 At this time, in the flower building, the sound of the guzheng stopped and everyone cheered.

　　 Gu Yan smiled slightly: "Happy!"

　　 One guzheng, three lives.

　　 This night is still very long.