Chapter 63 Lone

Falty

Qingjia couldn't help saying, "How could this happen? Are these old people around? This murderer is really hateful. He specializes in finding an unarmed old man to do it.

The village head took a look at her, and then he found that the girl was so beautiful, but he didn't dare to think at all. Among other things, the young man who had just told him had the power to tear a wooden stake the size of a bowl. If he was not tricky, it would not be enough for the teenager to tear it.

"Well, some old people are also surrounded by people, but the murderer knocks these people unconscious every time he kills, so that no one has seen him?"

The nameless asked, "That is to say, the murderer only killed the old man?" He won't kill other people even if they are with the old man?

The village head nodded quickly, which was strange. In this way, the murderer must be the same person. He planned to kill these old people. This--

"How many people have been killed in the village?"

"There are seven. Hey, they are all old people over half a hundred years old. Who has a grudge against them?"

Ireed the complaints of the village head, and the nameless person paid attention to his thoughts.

The murderer did not want money, but only killed the elderly man over 50, and left funeral supplies after killing people. This intention is really unpredictable, and the next anonymous also confirmed another point, that is, the fatal injury of every old man is under his neck, but there is a piece of flesh on their foreheads that is rotten. Some were even cut off.

"Village head, how many old people are over 50 years old in the village?"

"There are more than a dozen,"

Nameless nodded: "Gathering them together, isn't there an old man being killed here every day? I want to see who the murderer is and dares to attack the innocent old man."

The nameless was really angry. The murderer was so abominable. He vowed to find him and break the body. This was not only revenge for Zhan Yue's father, but also for the dead old people.

The village leader was happy and quickly ordered the villagers to gather the old people in their respective homes. In addition, he also reserved three of the best rooms in the village for the unknown three people.

Sitting at the village head's house, a cute little girl came with tea. She handed the teacup to Qingjia and whispered, "Sister, drink tea."

"Wow, little sister, you are so cute. Come on, sister, hug." Qingjia picked up the little girl as if she had found a new continent. She was about three or four years old, and her little face was as shiny as jade and extremely cute.

"Oh, little sister, have you cried? Why are your eyes red?" When the little girl heard Qingjia's words, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"Sister, Linger's favorite grandfather was killed, woo, Linger lost her grandfather, woo, sister--"

Qingjia was furious: "This murderer is really hateful. If you want me to catch him, I have to chop him into pieces and feed him to the dog."

Looking at Qingjia's fierce appearance, Zhan Yue trembled for no reason and patted her hand with a nameless smile.

"It's useless to be angry now. Let's protect the rest of the old people first, or we will feel more guilty." After saying that, he turned his face and looked at the little girl.

"Your name is Linger, how old are you this year?"

Ling'er answered him obediently: "In my brother's words, Ling'er is four years old this year. Her father said that my brother is very powerful. Can Ling'er ask her brother to help find the murderer? Don't let him hurt other people's grandfather anymore, woo-woo--" cried again.

The nameless took her over and put her on her knee, wiped away her tears, and said seriously, "Ling'er, don't worry, the unknown brother will definitely find the hateful murderer and avenge Ling'er's grandfather at that time, okay?"

Linger nodded: "Thank you, brother. Linger will repay you well when she grows up."

Qingjia grabbed him and put her forehead on her face: "How can I repay you? Does our clever Linger want to marry each other? Hee."

Ling'er, who was only four years old, blushed after hearing this, but then turned Qingjia's army: "Ling'er doesn't rob her sister, cackle." This is back to make Qingjia blush. Although she has always had a good relationship with nameless, it is not that kind of relationship - at least not now.

The sound of footsteps relieved Qingjia's siege. The village head recently arched his hand to the unknown and Qingjia and said, "Both of you, the old men have arranged it. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Unnamed stood up and said to the village head, "Let's stay by the old men's side. I'm going to see if he can kill me."

The village head looked at him gratefully, but others were guests, which was a little--

"Well, the unknown young hero, this is not good. Let's stay there."

Qingjia put down Linger and came over and said to the village head, "Don't worry, village head, there is nothing good or bad. Everything is about the safety of the old men. By the way, you have given birth to a good daughter, right Linger, hehe." Linger smiled and kissed Qingjia's face.

The village head took a look at Linger and smiled, "Let some people laugh, please."

Follow the village head to the place where the old people live. This is a new clean house. In addition to the old men, there are also their families. A large room of people are crowded together, which is very lively.

"Village head, have all the old men come?"

"Well, come on--" Before he finished speaking, a young man ran in from the outside and was out of breath.

"Village, village head, old uncle Wang in the east of the village, he, he--"

The nameless feeling was not good, and he said, "What's wrong with him?"

"He's crazy."

"What?" The result was unexpected by everyone. He pulled the young man anonymously and said to him, "Go, lead the way. Village head, look at these old men, don't leave for a moment, and wait for us to come back."

Zhan Yue was also left by him in front of the village head. Wu Ming and Qingjia followed the young man to the east of the village and walked all the way to the young man to understand the situation.

It turned out that Uncle Wang lived alone at the east entrance of the village, and the village head also asked him to come over, but he had practiced for a few years and did not listen to advice. As a result, when the young man went to see him for the second time, he found that he was smashing things at home like crazy and ran around screaming.

The unnamed three found him outside his house. At this time, the old man was holding a hoe and smashing a big tree crazily, saying words.

"Haha, do you want to kill me? Come on, come and kill me? Haha, let's see if I'm awesome or you guys, hahaha." The nameless came forward to grab his hoe, but the old man roared and raised his hoe to hit the nameless head. His nameless eyes were sharp. He saw a cold light shining on the old man's hoe, which was not what ordinary people could do.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect that the old man was still a repairman." A flash of red light smashed the old man's hoe. The hoe was touched by the unknown palm and suddenly cracked into several pieces. The young man leading the way looked nameless like a fairy.

The nameless restrained the old man, and his powerful breath instantly suppressed his movements, but he saw a panic on the old man's face. Suddenly, his tone changed and he mourned, "No, don't kill me, don't kill me, ah, they came, they came back, ah, don't kill me."

The nameless frowned and knocked him unconscious. The old man was obviously crazy.

"Let's go and take him back first." Put the old man on his shoulder and go back first without a name.

When he walked 100 meters away from the village, the nameless found something wrong. The village was so quiet that even the dog didn't bark.

"No, Qingjia, go and have a look." On the path, the nameless body turned into a gray shadow and staggered with Qingjia's yellow figure. When the two stopped in front of the house where the old people lived, they were all stunned.

"B bastard." He roared angrily. Looking around, the village head of the house fell to the ground with the ordinary villagers, and the positions of the old people were all covered with white cloth. No need to look, the name knew that under every white cloth was covered by an old man.

The nameless opened his eyes angrily, and the blood swirled in his eyes. Seventeen old men were not spared. Next to each corpse, there were the same paper money, candles and incense.

"Drink, ah." The nameless heart was full of grief and indignation, and a punch was punched on the stone pillar of the hall, and the punch marks were deeply trapped. The other party actually used the fifth uncle to transfer the tiger away from the mountain. The 17 old men died unjustly. He regretted that he should not have lost for one person.

"Unknown brother, don't be sad. It's not your fault. We don't realize the strength of our opponents. In my opinion, it's definitely not one person to knock out so many people and kill people here. At least five to ten people act together. I don't think they will stop here."

The nameless turned his head and looked at Qingjia: "What do you mean by this?"

"Unknown brother, think about it, Zhan Yue's home is more than ten miles away from here, and his father and the old people here have been killed, so what do I think about other places? It's definitely no exception. Maybe the other party intends to kill all the old people in Doukuizhou.

He thought for a moment and felt that what Qingjia said was reasonable. He is now confused. It can be said that he has hardly killed a life. Even in the swarm of beasts in the holy land of fire, he only injured the enemy and does not kill them. Now the enemy he is facing has killed more than a dozen lives in one breath, which makes him very angry. In his shallow consciousness, he is nameless. There is an incomparable respect for life, feeling that as long as it is life, others have no right to deprive him.

He didn't feel much about Zhan Yue's father being killed, but his feeling was quite obvious after so many people were killed. He was angry and burned the enemy's blood with the flame in his hand.

The other villagers just fainted, and the unknown two woke up the villagers one by one. When they saw the bodies of the old people in the house, their relatives all cried bitterly. After seeing the nameless, they felt even more guilty and felt that they had failed to protect them well.

I learned from the village head and Zhan Yue that at that time, they didn't feel anything, but lost consciousness after a burst of dizziness, and the nameless examination of their bodies did not find any traces of beating, which showed that they were dizzy by a kind of ecze. This medicine was quite powerful, and all people were killed at the first time. I fainted.