As soon as the hour arrives, the night sky is darker and darker. The night sky is like a huge black curtain, and it is like a bottomless pit, like the mouth of a giant beast, boundless darkness. The moon shadows in the night sky are hazy, dark clouds are dense, and even a few stars are not seen. The streets are empty and quiet, and even the sound of dogs barking cannot be heard. Occasionally, a breeze blows, causing the shadows of trees to sway...

The Ghost Festival has just passed, and such a gloomy weather makes people stand on their hair. When it is late at night, even if they can't sleep, people will stay home honestly and will never go out and take a walk around easily.

But there are people in this world who do not believe in evil. When most people are already asleep, two people are walking through the alleys where they are fast walking.

Two figures, one tall and one short, flew quickly through the alley. Their steps were extremely light but not slow. Soon they came to a private house. The two looked around and found a hiding place not far from the private house, staring at the small courtyard with their breath.

"Is this here?" a male voice asked softly.

"Yes, I've been there during the day." A female voice rang out immediately afterwards.

These two people are Qin Daixin and Murong Jing.

"During the day, I took a look through the crack in the door. It was very broken inside, except for the weeds, there was nothing else. But there should be a backyard in this yard. I saw that the man was heading towards the backyard." Qin Daixin murmured lightly.

Murong Jing squatted beside her, looking at the house without blinking.

A very dilapidated small house with excellent eyesight. In such a dark environment, he could still see clearly the appearance of the building in the distance. What shocking secrets can a small house that is about to collapse? This matter seems quite unreliable, but Murong Jing believes in Qin Daixin's intuition.

This girl has a strong sense of the potential crisis, and she has no reason not to believe her.

Seeing that the people around him didn't say anything, Qin Daixin gently touched him with her elbow and said, "What are you thinking?"

Murong Jing nodded and then said, "Someone." After that, he lowered his body, and at the same time, he pressed Qin Daixin's shoulder, making her lower body as well.

Sure enough, footsteps came from afar.

The footsteps were chaotic, with about a dozen people. The steps of these people were light and heavy. It seemed that the level of kung fu was different. They came from the other end of the alley towards this abandoned house, but when they were about fifty steps away from Murong Jing and Qin Daixin, they suddenly stopped.

The alley was so quiet that there was no sound.

Qin Daixin and Murong Jing looked at each other, then cated again at the same time, breathing lighter.

The other end of the alley was extremely quiet, as if there was no one. The other party was well-trained and obviously very patient.

Both sides held their troops without moving.

Qin Daixin rolled her eyes and thought about the motives of these people. Did they smell the crisis, so they temporarily put aside their concerns and prepared for street fighting? Or were they just used to being cautious, so they kept holding their troops and wanted to test whether the nearby area was safe or not?

At this moment, another sound came from afar.

Qin Daixin narrowed her eyes and thought to herself: It seems that these people belong to the latter. I believe they are well-trained and have become accustomed to this kind of temptation. Unfortunately, those who practice cannot be at home and their concentration is still a little short of their concentration.

Just as I was thinking, I saw more than a dozen men in black walking over the other end of the alley. These people were covered with black clothes from head to toe, with face towels on their faces, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. If this were not the case, they would almost blend into the night.

He was dressed in a consistent manner and acted quickly. He knew that he was a martial artist at first glance.

Qin Daixin is not unfamiliar with the outfits of these people, because she also dresses the same way.

But she was wearing a special night clothes, her whole body was almost wrapped in the leather, which was a little hot, but fortunately it was breathable.

A dozen people soon came to the house. The person walking in front of the front stood in front of the door and looked around, and reached out and pushed open the door without hesitation. More than a dozen people entered in one after another. The two people walking in the last head stopped and deliberately closed the shaking wooden door, stood in front of the door and looked cautiously.

Qin Daixin couldn't help but look at Murong Jing and gave him a look that was not easy to deal with.

Murong Jing signaled her to be calm, and then the cat stood up without saying a word.

This guy is so rude and stretched. He is a dignified prince. When he does this kind of thing, he looks like an old horse knows the way. Could it be that he was learning from Yanhuang?

Unfortunately, Murong Jing couldn't listen to Qin Daixin's inner subtext, otherwise he would have to vomit blood. This little unconscience, he came here to feed mosquitoes for whom? If he wasn't worried about her, would he be here to stay in the middle of the night and not rest? Could it be that he was free?

At this moment, an old and sad laugh suddenly came from the backyard of the house.

Qin Daixin frowned, feeling that the sound was familiar, and Murong Jing's slightly stiff body and the sudden stagnant breathing also told her that Murong Jing knew this person.

Murong Jing knew someone he knew, who would it be?

Qin Daixin couldn't figure it out.

The two guards guarding at the door obviously heard the laughter. They looked at each other and sighed.

Seeing this, Qin Daixin's eyes lit up and she quickly analyzed their identity characteristics.

Bad guy.

People who are brought down to visit the door usually have poor skills.

When the two of them heard the laughter, they looked sighing. What is certain is that they knew the man and felt very sympathetic and pitiful.

My heart is a little soft.

Based on the above thoughts, Qin Daixin inferred that these two people were probably more conscientious among these dozen people. Such people could not get much reputation, so it would be natural to guard the gate.

People who are not strong enough and feel a little guilty may need to talk to themselves to comfort themselves, so that they can get some useful information from their conversation.

Just as Qin Daixin was secretly guessing, another loud laughter came from the backyard.

There was a shrill roar in the smile, which was extremely sad.

The two of them looked at each other again, and became anxious. Their figure was not as straight as they were just now, and their feet were moving slightly.

A sign of nervousness.

Liyan, hiding under the black scarf, couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth, and she guessed it again. The body language in her previous life was indeed in vain.

"That... old, nothing will happen to him, right?" Finally someone couldn't help but speak uneasy.

"No, no. What are you thinking!" Another person was obviously not confident, but wanted to convince himself, so he said to himself: "It's all the father and son, not to that point." Although his voice was light, the two people hiding in the dark heard it.

After hearing this, Murong Jing confirmed his conjecture even more.

Qin Daixin vaguely captured something, feeling that the identity of the prisoner was about to emerge.

The person who asked the question at the beginning said in a terrifying mood: "Shanzi, do you think he will really attack him?" The man said in a very vague manner, and the identities of the two key people were blurred by him.

But the man called Shanzi obviously knew the identities of these two people. After hearing his words, his head shook like a wave drum and said, "No, no, father and son, the two of them, are they more than the adopted father and adopted son? He doesn't know, he just wants to deal with the adopted son."

Speaking of this, if Qin Daixin can't hear who they are talking about, she will be a fool.

She said why did she hear the laughter so familiar? That time, Tieyi Hou was injured and dismissed in the street and shouted, Qin Daixin felt that she had a deep memory. Now, she heard similar voices and naturally felt familiar. Moreover, Murong Jing and Tieyi Hou were both officials and had many times of dealing with him, so they were naturally familiar with his voice. So when the laughter came for the first time, Murong Jing guessed his identity, and he would be captured by him for a moment.

Could it be that Hou Tieyi was caught by Tie Changying? It was just to threaten his stupid brother?

The son threatens the adopted son with his biological son...

This is the first time Qin Daixin has encountered this kind of thing in two lives.

Qin Daixin looked at Murong Jing, then pointed to the two people standing in front of the door and made a neck wiping. She meant to go and bear them off by herself.

Murong Jing shook her head and continued to signal her to be calm.

Qin Daixin thought about it and then understood what Murong Jing meant.

The iron eagle went through a lot of hardships to bring his elder brother to the scene. The elder brother has not yet appeared, and many things are still to be discussed. No one can say what the matter is going on.

Maybe Tie Changying and Tieyi Hou are in the same group?

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Tie Changying's cruel thoughts may be inherited from Tieyi Marquis. You know, he tried his best to kill those who saved his daughter, and the reason was because they saw Tie Hanyi's embarrassment...

Just as I was thinking, footsteps suddenly came from afar.

Qin Daixin frowned and listened.

This time I came alone.

Qin Daixin doesn’t have to think about who the person is.

It must be that these men in black sent a letter to Qin Ziying and asked him to come and see the Marquis of Tieyi.

This idiot knows it's a trap, but he actually came.

Qin Dai secretly hated that this guy was really loyal to the Tie family, and Marquis Tieyi didn't raise him for a while.

Now that things have come, Qin Daixin doesn’t know whether to scold Qin Ziying for being stupid or praise him for being kind and righteous.

The two men standing guard in front of the door also heard something unusual. They instantly prepared, and the sword hanging around their waists came out of the sheath in the blink of an eye, with a cold light.

Qin Ziying walked out of the darkness, holding a bamboo tube with feathers in his hand. He walked steadily, facing the cold weapon of the man in black, he remained calm.

"I came as an appointment, and I hope you will bring it as a recommendation."

One of them felt relieved when he saw the bamboo tube in Qin Ziying's hand. He pulled out a facial scarf from his waist and stepped forward and said, "Cover this and you can go in."

Qin Ziying frowned slightly, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and his brows stretched out.

He opened his arms and let the man cover him with a scarf and cover his eyes.

Another man stepped forward to search his body, checked Qin Ziying up and down, and confirmed that he did not bring any weapons, and then said, "Please please inside!"

The two opened the door, one led the way, the other helped Qin Ziying with ease, and the three walked into the courtyard. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!