The old man and I were about to go out when we walked shakingly at the door, and we couldn't see our faces clearly. They approached the door of our room. A scimitar reached in, and the old man grabbed me and leaned against the corner of the wall on one side.

As soon as the scimitar was lifted, the school boy who was standing at the door was picked down. After entering the door with scimitars one by one, they touched the place where we had just slept. As soon as they reached the bedside, the scimitar in their hands chopped down without hesitation. For a moment, the scimitar chopped on the wooden board and made a dull sound.

"Do it!" the old man shouted, and I gritted my teeth, rushed up with a knife, covered one of them's mouth, leaned against his back, and picked the tip of the knife in the back. I never thought that I would not have any slight slowness in my attack. This feeling seemed like I had killed someone before.

A muffled groan came from the person stabbed, and his body slowly fell into my arms. Blood flowed stickyly along the knife to my hands. I hugged him and looked at his face that was so rotten that he couldn't see clearly. His mouth, which had already exposed teeth, cracked, and actually smiled at me, which made my heart jump.

"Let's go" the old man had already packed up the other one, pulled me out of the room.

"Old man, he laughs again!" I said in horror. Who in the world was stabbed and still laughed at the person who stabbed him?

"Let's tell you later, let's do our work first!" The old man didn't explain, and said perfunctorily, pulled me and touched the building in front. We bent down the aisle, and soon we touched the entrance of the stairs when we first came in. We went down the stairs. There was a door under the stairs. It was outside when we left. At this time, a bonfire was burning violently in the grass not far from the inn.

The old man and I were crawling in the grass, with two pairs of eyes staring at the person standing by the bonfire. The old man who had invited the old man to drink at the stairs was grinding a sharp knife on a grinding stone, and there was a square table (a table for slaughtering pigs in the countryside). A man was tied to it, and his eyes were open in horror, staring straight at the ground.

"Duck, do you know what the consequences will be for those who betray me?" The old man who had been sharpening the knife said while sharpening the knife. The person tied to the square table was covered. He whined, unable to make a sound, and had to struggle violently.

"Tear him apart," the old man shouted dissatisfiedly to the people around him, his tone was very cold, like a knife. When the person next to him heard this, his body trembled. He hurried forward and pulled the man's cloth on the table.

"Boss, I beg you, I will never dare to do it again. Can you let me go this time? I will find a way to make up for you."

"You are so good at speaking. When I first came in, I told you the rules. You just didn't listen. I am a ruler. What should you do?" The old man stood up slowly, pulled the corner of the person's clothes next to him and wiped the sharp knife. The sharp knife that was sharpened so sharp emitted a cold light under the bonfire's print, which made people get goosebumps.

"Boss, please listen to me. At the entrance of the village, at the entrance of Laowang, I buried all my belongings. I will give them all, so you can let me go, I beg you!"

"Isn't that good? I'd say I don't have to suffer this crime. Come on, I'll help you." The old man slowly walked to the square table, pulled the rope that tied the man, pulled his head up, and exposed his neck.

The person next to him brought a wooden basin, which contained half a small basin of clean water. The person who came put the wooden basin under the man's neck. The old man wiped the man's body with a sharp knife, pulled a piece of cloth to plug the man's mouth, pulled up the man's head, and pressed the sharp knife against the nest under his neck.

"What I hate the most is betrayal and people who do not abide by the rules can do big things?"

"Woo woo..." The man struggled violently, but the rope on the square table tied him tightly. The old man glanced at the clear water in the wooden basin. In my eyes that were so tight that he stabbed into the man's neck like a pig.

The sharp knife penetrated directly into the neck and into the heart. For a moment, blood flowed out of the sharp knife like water and flowed into the wooden basin.

The old man covered my mouth tightly and pressed my violently trembling body tightly. At that moment, I was so scared that my body trembled uncontrollably. My eyes were wide open, and I felt that my heart was about to burst.

"Boy, calm down, take a deep breath, and take a deep breath!" The old man shouted in a low voice. I quickly closed my eyes and took a deep breath as he said, sucking in a deep breath, but my body was still trembling violently.

I had been lying in the grass and sucking air for more than two minutes before I calmed down. The scene just now had a great impact on me. I watched a living person being bleeding in front of me with my own eyes. That kind of fear can be imagined for a novice like me.

After putting down the man's blood on the square table, the old man pulled out the sharp knife from the man's neck. The sharp knife turned along the neck and cut the man's neck directly.

The person next to me pulled out a machete and chopped off the man's head with one knife. The old man blindfolded my eyes and pulled me back. My whole body was trembling and I felt weak all over. After the old man pulled me back to the inn, he hit my face with an ear.

"I forgot the ghost thing just now, so I quickly found the customer. We ran away. There are too many people in them. I'm afraid of a Heat (gun)"

"Oh!" I walked numbly, and the female ghost who had been disappearing suddenly ran out, grabbed me and said to me and the old man.
Chapter completed!