Infinite Sims

Beside the dark official road, a little light can be seen faintly.

It is a place for people who pass government documents and military information and officials to exchange horses and boards on the way - the post station.

The scale of this station is not large.

In addition to the two-storey small building for a dozen people to rest, there are only houses for food, sundries, horses and soldiers, surrounded by a wooden fence.

at this time.

A room on the second floor was dimly lit, and obscene sounds were constantly coming from it.

The cold winter is approaching, although there is no snow, but the temperature has dropped a lot on weekdays, especially at night.

Beside the fire in front of the small building.

Six Dazhao people with pigtails on the back of their heads were stretching out their hands to keep warm while looking enviously at the room on the second floor.

There lived Yicheng, a real barbarian.

On Wednesday, who is the best at regulating the atmosphere among several Dazhao people, he felt that it would not be a good thing to go on like this, so he looked at the youngest one: "Xue Qi, didn't you go to that ghost town a few days ago? Is it the same as the rumors?"

"I heard that after the ten days passed, the ghost town was lit for ten days. Is that true?"

"Not only that, I heard that after the fire, it rained again for ten days, and after that, it was windy every night, I just don't know what's going on now."

When Lu Guihua and the others heard this, they immediately became interested.

The ghost town is only an hour's journey away from here, and there are many bizarre things that have been reported, so it aroused their curiosity in an instant.

"I just passed by, I don't know exactly what's inside."

Xue Qi saw a few thick men almost sticking to his face, he quickly raised his hand to stop him, leaned his body back, and then continued: "It was daytime when I passed by a food transport team that day, and there was obviously no wind around. But somehow I can hear the wind from the ghost town."

After listening to his words, someone immediately expressed their opinion.

"Is that just the wind? I think it's the cry of ghosts!"

"Extremely true. I heard that the 300,000 people in the city were slaughtered without sealing the sword for ten days, and then a monstrous fire was released, which turned it into a dangerous ghost town."

"Three hundred thousand people? But why do I hear people say two hundred thousand people?"

"Nonsense, it's clearly half a million people."

"Where did you hear these numbers, there are obviously more than a million people..."

A group of people were talking and arguing about how many people died in Qiye City.

Some people said that they heard it from their superiors, or that they were told by their colleagues, or even described by those who participated in the massacre.

The amount is different for everyone, and no one can convince anyone.

Lu Guihua, who was tall and thin with an old face, stopped talking after a few words of excuse.

Thinking about it, I knew it was 200,000, but this group of idiots exaggerated one by one, and they couldn't tell if they went any further, and they would only increase their anger.

"Savage barbarians, what a fucking treat."

Lu Guihua glanced at the window where the seductive voice kept coming out, rubbed his hands and stomped his feet to dispel the chill in his body, and turned his head to choose out of sight and out of mind.

Today is a little tired, but he is full of hope for the future.

Originally, he was just an ordinary soldier on the border of Dazhao. Later, he surrendered to the barbarian army due to defeat, and then joined the vanguard of the barbarian army. After that, he often charged for them.

But because he is smarter, he is not disabled.

And in the process, he snatched a lot of gold, silver and jewels, and even tasted a few wives and daughters of nobles who could never be reached.

He still remembers the taste and feeling.

Even though the beauties were snatched away by the barbarians, relying on the hidden gold, silver and jewels, even if they don't become soldiers in the future, they can still live the life of a small landlord.

As for those ordinary Dazhao people whose lives are worse than before and whose status is like pigs and dogs, it is none of his business.

Near night.

The sound on the second floor stopped, and several people also dispersed into the nearby house to sleep, leaving only Xue Qi, the youngest, in charge of the night watch.

"It's my turn again. It's only been two days."

Xue Qi brought a wooden stool dissatisfied, and sat in front of the fire.

call--

With the cold wind blowing, the flames swayed from side to side.

At the corner behind Xue Qi, a man in black climbed over the wooden wall and landed in the courtyard without a sound.

"Slave Army"

Seeing the pig's tail on the back of Xue Qi's head, Hei Ying frowned his brows hidden in the bamboo hat, slowly pulled out the knife at his waist, and approached Xue Qi step by step.

"It's cold."

Xue Qi touched his arms with both hands, and pressed his chin against his neck.

He suspected that the reason why he was so cold was not only the cooler weather, but also the ghost town he mentioned just now.

"Well?"

Xue Qi felt that his mouth was suddenly covered by a hand.

Before he could react, a cold touch passed across his throat.

Along with the severe pain, he saw the blood spraying from his throat, and the sizzling sound of the blood splashing on the fire.

"The murderer is Wan Jinghao from Yecheng."

The man in black tightly covered his mouth, said softly with his ears, and then gently put his body on the ground.

Soul of the Dead in Industry City...

Out of the corner of Xue Qi's eyes, he saw the appearance of the man in black and the blood-stained knife in his hand, his pupils shrank, and he lost his vitality in fear.

"Not counting this one...there are five more."

Wan Jinghao raised his head and glanced at the second floor of the small building beside him, then looked at the bedroom on the side, and walked away quietly with his knife in hand.

Under the light of the fire, his shadow was stretched very long.

"Although I can get rid of them faster, but considering Wan Jinghao's lack of experience, this person can be given to him to accumulate experience."

Jiang Ren stood on the wooden wall and watched Wan Jinghao's actions quietly.

It was only over an hour after he came out of the industry city, and he saw the flames of this post station.

After confirming that it was the slave army who was helping the evil, their results were confirmed, and one or two people were left to torture the information, and none of the others were left.

"There are only five people in it, it's not difficult to solve it normally, but"

Jiang Ren looked at Wan Jinghao's target room.

The cold wind blew up his black robe, but it didn't make him feel a bit cooler.

"Because there are people outside, the door of this kind of bedroom is usually not locked. I just need to slowly open the door and kill someone."

Wan Jinghao approached the door, his left hand fell on the door panel: "Five people only use five knives."

It was his first time to kill someone just now, but he didn't feel the slightest fear, and even couldn't wait to kill the person in the room now.

None of these former Dazhao people who helped the barbarian country invade were innocent.

"Do it!"

Suddenly, the door panel burst open.

A red-tasseled gun stabbed out of the room, and the tip of the gun went straight into Wan Jinghao's chest, followed by several sharp steel knives.

The people who did it were the five people Wan Jinghao thought had fallen asleep.

"die!"

Wan Jinghao grabbed the body of the red-tasseled gun with his left hand, picked up a steel knife on the side with his knife, and then used the tip of the knife with his backhand to scratch the opponent's fragile neck.

But soon, three steel knives chopped on him.

The robe split instantly, and pieces of pale flesh were separated from the bones.

Plop!

Wan Jinghao fell to the ground and did not move, but his right hand was still tightly holding the Xiuchun knife.

"It's a fucking evil door."

Lu Guihua, who held the red-tasseled spear in his hand, couldn't help but cursed.

If he hadn't been suffocated by urine just now and couldn't sleep, and when he came to the door and saw Xue Qi being killed through the gap, he might be the one who died now.

But what I didn't expect was that even so, another person died.

"There is no blood on the blood knife!"

On Wednesday, he noticed that there was no blood on the knife and exclaimed.

Hearing this, Lu Guihua looked at the tip of the red-tasseled spear, and found that there was indeed no blood on it except for some minced meat.

"Idiot, dare to interrupt my rest, do you want to die?"

The window of the only occupant on the second floor was opened, and a shirtless barbarian looked at them viciously.

"Back to Lord Abate."

Lu Guihua didn't care about the doubts about the blood, and said with a smile on his face: "The assassin attacked just now, and we accidentally made a noise in order to deal with him."

He has survived until now, apart from being more cautious than ordinary people, he can show his kindness to barbarians with shame.

"assassin?"

Abate closed the window.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, he walked out of the gate on the first floor with his body covered in animal skin, looked coldly at Lu Guihua and the four standing there, and then looked at the three corpses on the ground.

"There are six of you, and there is only one assassin, and he replaced the two of you?"

Abatai was so angry that he immediately reprimanded loudly: "What's the use of you Dazhao people? They're all a bunch of trash! If it's our Dazheng people, the assassins can't replace them..."

The four lowered their heads and said nothing.

As Dazhao people, even if they were all working for the barbarians, their status was far inferior to that of the most ordinary barbarians.

Once you dare to talk back, even if you are killed, you will not find a place to complain.

And if the Dazhao people dare to fight back, or even kill the opponent, there is no need for the barbarians to do it. The other Dazhao people who threw themselves at them will capture the murderer so that they can accept the reward.

After a while, Abate stopped cursing.

"You, go and take off his veil."

Seeing Wan Jinghao's complexion with a face scarf, Abatai pointed to a person at random, and said, "I want to see what this assassin looks like. If you let me know his identity, he must execute all the men in his family and fill in the women." Enter the Jiaofang Division."

Reluctantly, on Wednesday, he squatted down and reached for the black facecloth.

Wow!

Suddenly, Wan Jinghao opened his eyes and raised his hand with a knife.

Under Wednesday's shrinking pupils, the knife slit his throat like lightning.

Before the others could react, Wan Jinghao quickly mobilized his internal strength, and at the same time he turned over and bounced, the blade slashed through the throats of the two soldiers next to him.

"Protect Lord Abate."

Lu Guihua's body was cold, and he held the red-tasseled gun in front of him.

Then he found that only himself and Abate, who was so frightened and slumped on the ground, were left on the scene.

"The murderer is Wan Jinghao from Yecheng."

Wan Jinghao made a trick of the knife, pointed the tip of the knife at the ground, and looked at the two with expressionless faces.

Lu Guihua looked at the clearly visible penetrating wounds on the chest of the person in front of him, as well as the deep knife wounds on his body and arms, and felt chills down his spine: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Ghost, he must be a ghost, kill him! Kill him quickly!"

Abate got up from the ground in a panic, and backed away at an extremely slow speed.

Regardless of whether the assassin is a human or a ghost, with the opponent's clean and neat killing moves, he and Lu Guihua will not be opponents.

For the current plan, only by sacrificing Lu Guihua to block the opponent, can he escape here on the only horse in the station and save his life.

"Master Abatay, you and I will surely kill this man together."

Lu Guihua noticed Abatai's movements, so he moved towards him with many traces.

As a barbarian, Yicheng died, and as a subordinate, he could not escape death.

But death now or later, he still can tell which is more cost-effective, and if the death is well hidden, maybe there is no need to die.

"ugly."

Wan Jinghao noticed the small movements of the two of them, and when he thought of the once-fresh lives in Yecheng, he felt boundless anger in his heart, and stepped forward with a sneer, ready to finish them off.

Lu Guihua and Abate turned pale, and they both took a step back.

"Wait, their lives are still useful."

Jiang Ren saw that there would be no second result, so he jumped off the wall where he stood for a long time.

"I am sorry."

Wan Jinghao realized that something was wrong with his emotions, and immediately took the initiative to restrain his killing intent, and put the Xiuchun knife into the scabbard.

Before doing it, he said that he wanted to keep alive, but just now he suddenly remembered the dead souls in the city, lost his mind for some reason, and wanted to kill these two people.

and accomplices...

When Lu Guihua and Abatai saw Jiang Ren appearing behind them, their bodies instantly became stiff.

One was still alive after being stabbed in the chest, and the other came out of nowhere. No matter how you think about them, they are not like ordinary people.

"It's good to be able to control yourself."

Jiang Ren nodded slightly, then looked at the two people beside him, and shouted, "Get down!"

The sudden sound made the two of them tremble.

At the same time, under Jiang Ren's control, the five dead people crawled up and grabbed Lu Guihua and Abatai's calves.

"Who is grabbing my leg? Wednesday, Xue Qi."

"Aren't you dead? Don't touch me, help"

Lu Guihua and Abatai's complexions quickly turned pale, and they howled in horror.

Immediately afterwards, they fell to the ground and were pressed tightly by five dead men, unable to break free.

"A few questions for you guys."

Jiang Ren looked at them and said calmly: "Whoever answers better, I will let him die."

"Brother Jiang."

Wan Jinghao didn't understand why he would let such a scumbag go.

But seeing him shaking his head secretly to himself, he had no choice but to keep his doubts in his heart first.

"Daxian, just ask."

Hearing that there was still hope of being alive, Lu Guihua quickly said: "The villain must know everything and say everything."

In his heart, the one who can bring the dead back to life is either a fairy or a ghost. Although he feels that this method is more like a ghost, but considering that his life is in the hands of the other party, he wants to call him a better-sounding fairy.

Abate, who was so frightened that he peed his pants, didn't speak, but he held back his fear and asked questions.

Jiang Ren asked, "What day is today?"

"November twenty-first."

Lu Guihua didn't hesitate at all, and immediately answered.

Abatai gritted his teeth and looked at him, secretly hating himself for not discovering this white-eyed wolf earlier, otherwise he would have killed him long ago, how could he let him compete with him for the only way out here.