Twilight Boundary

"Whose family brought this junior?"

In the depressing atmosphere, an unknown number of people suddenly turned their heads to look at the woman in black robe who spoke.

I was a little worried in my heart, but I didn't recognize who she was, but thinking about it, the person who could enter the Yan family to attend the banquet must not be an ordinary person.

Moreover, the Yan family has always been extremely well-guarded. Presumably, her identity must have been checked clearly before she came. If she didn't recognize her, it didn't mean that others couldn't, so no one asked her this time. It was a favor. It's not worth it if you offend anyone for nothing.

But of course she couldn't let her undermine his prestige, so someone sneered: "He is arrogant in Mingzhou, but not in Guazhou. The emperor's order cannot suppress Zhencong Mansion. The emperor has been dead for twenty years, and there is only one imperial edict left." , What’s the use of it?”

"Even when the emperor was here, there were still fewer evil spirits who could not be suppressed by imperial edicts. But in Guazhou, we have King Iron Threshold here. The king's aura is gathering. When the Zhenzhou Mansion comes, don't we have to be kind? ?”

"..."

"well said!"

Without waiting for anyone else to react, I heard someone cheering loudly. It was the man wearing a silver robe and brocade boots with a red crown on his head. He added: "Everyone is carrying the sedan chair. Walking in this river and lake, who can Don’t need any favors?”

"If you don't show affection, you won't have friends. Without friends, how can you navigate the world?"

"..."

The words entered people's hearts, and then they heard the woman with her head shrunk in the black robe say listlessly: "But the Hu family has been holding in its cruelty for twenty years, and almost wiped out the family without asking for help. If you don’t need any favors, then you won’t be able to give them any favors.”

"?"

This sudden remark suddenly made many people at the table unable to hold their nerves, and even made their hearts skip a beat.

At this time, the chief shopkeeper of the medical clinic, who was wearing an apricot-yellow robe, smiled and said: "We respect the Hu family and the Zhencong Mansion, but we live in troubled times, so we have to be reasonable. It's better to catch the ghosts. He has a great reputation, but let’s see if he has the ability to get into this door first!”

"..."

"Yes, if there are really capable people in Zhenzheng Mansion, I'm afraid there is no need to hire such a Shou Sui to catch swords..."

Next to him, Mr. Gongyang with a goatee also smiled slightly, and said to the white-clothed scholar with a pale face, who could not even drink wine, "Why should Mr. Chunsheng be so worried?"

"Although Master Yan and you are different from each other, we are sworn friends. Now Guazhou is posting hero posts, and heroes from all walks of life are coming to reason. In Guazhou City, we have also established rules according to the moral principles of the world. Four gates Eight flags, guard the four directions.”

"If he was really capable, he wouldn't have come in through the main entrance."

"As long as you come in through the main entrance, you need to abide by the rules of our Guazhou. In the name of the Zhenzheng Mansion, you will not bully others, but you will not be bullied by others."

"..."

When everyone heard this, they all nodded secretly and looked at the door of the Yan family. Now the door was open. There was a road, although there were people from the world on both sides, but it was open, leading directly to the city gate. This is the path left to the one who catches the knife.

An extra table was set up in the court, filled with delicacies, and this was reserved for that person.

In terms of etiquette, the Tiemen Yan family has done enough, but it is just etiquette, and sometimes it also feels like a sense of oppression. When the other party comes, they have to sit there and the two sides argue. If the reasoning does not make sense, they have to show their skills.

This is actually a fighting method, and fighting method is also a kind of rule. It is a method used by Jianghu people to distinguish right from wrong, unless the opponent is not even willing to fight, and wants to fight with the Yan family.

But come to think of it, he didn't have the ability to stay in the house for a long time.

So, on the surface, it is indeed thorough.

Even the scholar in white seemed to feel a little more relaxed when he thought about this festival, and asked the people around him: "When is it?"

"It's almost time."

A fat, dark-skinned woman at the table laughed and said, "You can't even see anyone now. Could it be that you don't even have the ability to walk to the Yan family's door? After a while, Mr. Chunsheng's difficulty was also solved." Even if it’s in the past.”

Everyone nodded secretly. They gathered here because they followed the rules of the world and were given money to buy their lives. They had to come and take their lives within seven days. Otherwise, the reputation of this rogue would be lost.

But just when everyone was smiling, suddenly the girl in black robe shrank up and said: "In other words, Mr. Chunsheng may not live past his age?"

"you!"

At this moment, everyone finally couldn't help it anymore and glared at the black-robed woman. No matter whose child this was, these words were unbearable. Even the silver-robed man with the red crown on his head , were all startled, and glared at her.

The master of the Yan family, who was sitting on the main seat, squinted his eyes slightly and slowly opened them, about to ask.

But at this moment, outside the iron gate of the Yan family, a fierce wind suddenly blew up, and in an instant, it blew through the gate.

This indescribable strange wind was like a steel knife scraping a bone. It blew away the warm air from the person's body in an instant, and poured the coldness directly into the bones, freezing the soul.

The lights around were getting darker and darker, and it seemed as if the flames were trembling.

Just when the whole courtyard was in a daze, and everyone seemed to be in a trance, they suddenly saw that at some point in the door of the Yan family, there was already someone wearing a black robe, holding a broad and fierce sword under his arm, with a face. man wearing smiley mask.

There were many people present, including many experts, but they were all blown into their faces by the sinister wind and did not even notice when he arrived.

"you……"

Before everyone could react and speak.

Then the man with the smiling mask on his face slowly spoke: "Sorry, I disturbed your drinking mood!"

"I am the ghost ghost, and I am following the order of the evil spirits control office: Green Water Lake, the local snake ghost, disobeyed the order, did not come when summoned, and privately accepted incense, and deserved to be beheaded."

As he said, his figure slowly moved forward: "Mr. Chunsheng, it's time to go."

"You..."

Everyone was shocked until now, and I don't know how many people's eyebrows suddenly turned cold, staring at this guy who was wrapped in rolling evil spirits and looked gloomy as if he was not a living person in the world.

Some people were even surprised. This person came in from the main gate, and if he walked through the main gate, there would be countless people staring at him outside. How could he come so suddenly, and there was not even a person to report the news inside?

But the most terrified person was naturally the white-clothed scholar sitting next to the master of the Yan family.

Facing the masked man with a knife, it was already quite skilled, but for some reason, it suddenly became timid and had no courage to look directly at the eyes under the mask. Even its body became faint, as if it was about to retreat.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, the old man of the Yan family still sat in front of the table, and the people at the table suddenly reacted.

Among them, the head of the Yimingguan, who was wearing an apricot-yellow shirt, slowly stood up and said, "Master, please calm down. There is no reason in this world. I know there is a misunderstanding. Please sit down and talk, okay?"

The man with a smiling mask on his face did not look at him, but said lightly, "Do you want to care?"

The head of the Yimingguan was stunned for a moment and did not know how to answer.

The assassin continued to walk forward and said slowly: "The sword of the Zhenshou Mansion will not kill living people, but those who prevent the assassin from doing their job will be guilty of the same crime as the demon!"

"You..."

The shopkeeper in the yellow shirt did not expect that the assassin was so cold and hard, and was speechless for a moment.

Beside him, someone suddenly sneered. When everyone looked, it was the general who protected the law under the Iron Fence King. He had learned a lot of skills and followed the Iron Fence King in battle for a long time. He was covered in blood and pushed open the three doors of the mansion.

He stood up slowly and said slowly: "You haven't opened the third door yet?"

"Don't be so arrogant. Now that so many of us are here, we just want to discuss this with you. Since you have come in from the main gate, sit down and have a good talk!"

"..."

His heavy aura made it difficult for the people around him to breathe, but the man holding a knife in his arms seemed to be unaware and said lightly: "There are others who can reason. I am the one who can kill people."

Everyone felt that he was cold and hard, and at the same time, they felt a little absurd: Is this what you, a man who comes to the mansion to keep watch, should say in front of so many talented people?

In silence, everyone at the table stood up and blocked in front of him, with murderous intent.

However, they didn't expect that the two sides were on the verge of a fight, and at this moment, something suddenly fell from above their heads with a clang, and a laugh rang out: "I am a ghost ghost, who dares to stop me from doing my job in Zhensui Mansion?"

Everyone was shocked and turned around quickly, and saw that what was thrown on the ground was a seven-star flag, which was covered with blood. On the wall over there, another figure wearing a cloth robe and a mask on his face appeared.

But the mask was a cat face, squatting on the wall, laughing and looking down.

"This big ghost painter actually has a little ghost painter under him?"

Everyone present was shocked. Before they could react, they heard a crackling sound outside the house. One flag after another was thrown in and scattered everywhere. Countless laughter rang out around them: "I am also a ghost ghost painter under the Zhensui Mansion. I heard that there are people to kill here?"

"Hey, what a coincidence, isn't it? I am here too."

"Is it here? I heard that there is blood food here... no, a bloody feast? (licking the knife)"

"Hehe, I just want to ask you, Lao Zao... no, who dares to stop me from doing my job as a ghost ghost painter? Kill the whole family!!"

"..."

One after another, figures gradually appeared, some on the wall, some on the roof, with a bloody smell on their bodies, and some hiding in the shadows of the trees next to them, looking around, with different masks, some pigs, some monkeys, some painted faces, and some evil ghosts.

In an instant, they surrounded everyone at the table.

At the gate, the eyes beneath the smiling mask of Zou Gui Zhuo Dao seemed to smile. They slowly raised their heads and looked at everyone: "I went through the main gate only because Zou Gui Zhuo Dao came to kill people openly. What does this have to do with your so-called rules?"