118 black and white mask

After turning several times on the branch, the ghost carefully fell on a thick branch. He bit the ranger's knife into his mouth, climbed to the tip of the tree like a monkey, and then hugged the branch at the tip of the tree and fell back like a jungle monkey. The flexible tree trunk bent the ghost's body and suddenly returned. Bullet, the ghost took advantage of this little power to rush to another tree trunk ten meters away!

The jungle monkey, which is claimed to never fall to the ground, constantly jumps from one tree to another by this method, but the ghost is like a simple eagle. The narrow ranger knife turns into a silver lightning falling from the sky and directly splits two pieces along the spine like an assassin lying on the trunk!

Powerful spiritual perception and horrible hearing allow the ghost to clearly know the hiding position of each assassin. Unless their hearts do not beat or breathe, no matter how delicate they hide, the ghost can find them along with the sound!

In half a day, more than a dozen assassins have become fertilizers in the jungle. These assassins, who are good at the inner city, died in confusion without even seeing the appearance of the ghost. I have to say that they are unlucky enough. In this jungle, the ghost can be said to be a king-level staltrant!

Gusa sat down under the huge tree and poked the grass in front of him with the shuttle dumped here. He knew in his heart what would happen if those assassins came back, but he really didn't dare to run away now. The mother-in-law and children were still waiting for him to go back. If those people want to find Gou San Go to the pub and find the location of the stockade. If you run away from the mother-in-law and children at home, you may really not be able to live!

Dog San still has a glimmer of hope. If the guy in this basin really solved more than a dozen warriors, wouldn't he pick up a dog's life and get these hundreds of gold coins for nothing!

Seeking wealth and wealth in danger, Gou San simply doesn't want anything and waits honestly. In the eyes of these bigwigs, Gou San is just an ant-like figure, and no one will care about Gou San's opinions.

"Go back and find some powerful ones back!" The faint sound suddenly sounded in the basin, and the dog lay down and bowed to the basin. He quickly turned around and ran away with the shuttle.

A few days later, in the pub in Dongcheng, where a dog with a wine gourd hung around his waist, he preached these two things with oil and vinegar. Those people immediately surrounded him and sprinkled a handful of gold coins without hesitation, making Gou San almost opened his mouth.

Not long after, a group of intermediate assassins in Dongcheng followed the dog * basin again. As a result, Gou San appeared in the North City a few days later, and the assassins who had gone out with him before never appeared again!

"Recently, I have been reacting to the loss of a large number of middle and low-level subordinates. Do you know?" Several chiefs of Sewente gathered together again, and an old woman asked in a hoarse voice.

"I heard," an old woman slowly picked up a Liguo and pulled it out and said, "The boy below was attracted by Grandma Mi's bounty to find the trouble of the ghost, but that ghost is really powerful. He has been offering a reward for half a month, and no one can take it away."

"But you can't do this!" The first woman's voice was as unpleasant as Ye Xiao. "Now we squeeze a lot of small tasks and no one will get them. We can lose a lot of money every day like this!"

"Well, this matter was caused by Grandma Mi, but we must not let everyone suffer losses together, so I suggested that Mrs. Mi withdraw the post and ask one or two masters to solve the ghost, and let those little assassins continue to do their tasks." An old woman's words were agreed by everyone, and everyone ignored Grandma Mi's tight face and forced her to remove her post again.

The dark assassin's own intelligence network soon targeted Gou San. Gou San, who was already familiar with the identity of bait, just walked into the city gate in his newly bought cotton clothes. When he was still hesitating where to seduce some assassins, a dense sack suddenly fell from the sky and loaded him directly. Several figures in black threw goods. He threw him into a carriage and then swaggered away in the indifferent eyes of passers-by.

An oil lamp in a closed stone house weakly released a dark yellow light. The dog knelt in the corner trembling and looked at the two zombie-like figures in front of him, one with a white-faced mask and the other with a black-faced mask. The two stood straight and stared at the dog for three days until the dog almost collapsed. Only then did I make a sound.

"Do you know where that ghost is?" The man with a pale mask asked coldly.

"Yes..." Gou San nodded quickly.

"Have you seen him?" The man with a pale mask asked curiously.

"No," Gou San's head shook quickly, and he must get rid of himself at this time. It's a small basin. He's in it. I'm only responsible for bringing it in... I've never seen him!"

"You take us there tomorrow! If you dare to play anything, I promise you will regret being born into this world!" The cold voice of the white mask almost froze the bone marrow of Gou San. The black mask has never said anything, but his eyes are like a butcher's fat pig on a large number of chopping boards, which makes Gou San even more afraid!

"Oh, I dare not..." Gou San kowtowed quickly. Almost every time there were one or two assassins who threatened him like this, making Gou San tired of pretending to be grandchildren, but the viciousness of these two people is more real than other assassins. Gou San has no doubt that he will mention 20 gold coins if he is not interested. Son, they will definitely remove some parts from themselves.

"You people just bully me. If you go to so many people, you can't see who can deal with the one in the basin!" Gou San kowtowed and scolded in his heart: "You two ghostly bastards, I will never play tricks. I will definitely send you all to hell..."

It was not until two men who covered their faces went out that Gou San sat on the ground and looked at the empty stone room and the only oil lamp. Gou San curled his lips and scolded in his heart, "Two poor people don't even give me saliva. It seems that they can't make any money this time..."

I don't know that after a long time, the sleeping dog San felt his neck tightened, and his whole body was caught from the ground like a chicken.

"You can go to that basin now. Don't delay on the road. I will keep staring at you!" On the pale mask, a pair of black and white eyes stared at Dog Three fiercely.

With a plop, the dog three, who had been hungry all night, fell to the ground. He looked around and it turned out that it was the next morning, "Okay! I'm going!" The dog, who had been familiar with the cold, got up and slipped along the alley to the street. He didn't dare to stay any longer. He bought a few meat cakes from the shop next to the road and rushed to the East Gate while eating.

After leaving the East Gate and entering the jungle, the dog turned around three times and didn't find someone following him. He couldn't help muttering again: "Are these two fooling me?"

After walking quickly all morning, Gou San also felt a little tired. He climbed up a big tree with a crooked neck and looked around while resting. "Hey, these two dead ghosts really haven't followed. I'll lie down first..." Stretching his waist, Gou San lay comfortably on the thick branch, and his eyes blinked a few times. I closed it. I was so worried that I didn't sleep well last night, so I just took a nap here.

A long-armed tree stick knocked on the dog's head. The dog who was about to fall asleep fell from the tree with his hands and feet. Fortunately, it was not high from the ground. The dog just fainted and woke up, "Oh, my God, it's swollen!" The dog stood up with three teeth and rubbed his head, and a big red and purple bag appeared on his forehead.

Looking at the new stubble of the tree stick on the ground, it was obviously cut off by a sharp weapon, so the depressed dog did not say a word and immediately lowered his head and continued to walk in the direction of the basin.

Along the way, the dog three was like being chased by a vicious wolf. As long as he stopped and took a few breaths to ensure that something would fly to him. In these ten miles, the dog three almost rushed over sleeplessly. When he walked to the huge tree, the tired and tired dog three sat down and hated it. I have to fall asleep.

"Is this the basin?" Two guys with masks appeared beside Gou San almost at the same time. The white mask looked at Gou San and kicked him fiercely: "How far is this? You have run for two days. It's fucking time-consuming!"

The white mask looked at the dog lying on the ground, and his heart was slightly relieved. He turned his head and looked at the black mask beside him and asked, "It's on the ground. Will you go down with me?"

The black mask shook his head and said coldly, "Go first. If you don't come out tomorrow morning, I'll go in."

"Ha ha, how can it take so long? I killed him face to face!" The white mask sneered and strode to the basin. The black mask did not care about the weeds and thorns on the ground. He sat down firmly with his legs and turned his wrist, and a four-foot-long steel sword was crossed by his knees.

"Ice spring ~ cold blade, head cut ~ treasure knife, warrior's heart ~ live up to righteousness..." The black mask looked at the forest sea below, casually took off the mask and threw it aside. As he stroked the sword on his knees, he hummed the Qingqu of the ancient country in a low voice.

"Is this the Ranger Yin?" The dog got up slowly and asked in a low voice.

"Oh? How can you also know Ranger? The warrior glanced at the dog in surprise, and there was a trace of surprise on his rigid national face.

"Hearing beauties and martyred horses, traveling around the countries to find bosom friend..."

Gou San whispered a few words behind him, and a smile immediately appeared on the samurai's face: "I didn't expect you to remember the Ranger Yin. Are your ancestors also exiled from the ancient country?"

Gusa quickly got up and patted the weeds on his body. After tidying up the cotton clothes he had just put on for a few days, he bowed deeply to the warrior with his fists and answered with the etiquette of ancient students: "The ancestor is Gou Xun, the third generation of university scholar of Daqiongfeng. Because of his upright temperament, he often directly to the king. , then he was annoyed by the king and exiled to the left ear island.