No one in the village made an update, Mo Li could only guess the time by herself.

It's around the third day now, and the outside of the yard is dark and the dog is not barking, but the chickens in the chicken cage are making a fuss.

Mo Li realized that something was wrong, and he quietly went out of the door and rushed to the door of the yard. Sure enough, he saw the dog lying on the ground, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The dog is dead, and there is a dart on its body.

A black shadow was lying on the roof where Mo Li lived, vaguely fiddling with something.

Mo Li was very fast when he went out. The thief focused on striking the roof again and did not notice the situation below. When he felt a strong wind behind him, he was shocked and hurriedly dodged.

Mo Li did not leave any room for action this time.

This guy in a black night clothes had a bit of a kung fu foundation, but he was not lucky today. Even though he was slippery like a loach, he could not avoid the trick that was robbed from the face.

Not only were all retreats blocked, he also saw from this move that the swordsman had a fierce aura.

I saw the ghost, how could there be such a master in this broken village?

Could it be that they are here to get treasures?

The thief felt nervous. He stomped his feet in a hurry, and the tiles shattered in response to the sound. He fell directly into the house and prepared to escape while the chaos was being carried out.

Mo Li jumped down without surprise.

He has been staying in this room for one night, and he knows the pattern better than this one.

Want to get out? Not to mention the door, there is not even a window!

As soon as the little thief landed, he bluffed out his palm and deliberately lifted the bedding on the bed, trying to block Mo Li's vision, but his body leaned back slightly and was ready to leverage the force to retreat.

Mo Li naturally won't give him this opportunity.

The thief only felt an inexplicable suction force in front of him, which actually dragged him forward. He was shocked and knew that he had met a master with profound internal skills.

In this way, the people who turn the complex into simplicity and use the power to fight the force, can "please fall into the trap" with their hands. In the world, they are also the head or elders of the sect.

"Which road is Zunjia? Everyone is making a living in the world, why are they so merciless?"

The thief lowered his voice and pretended to be stupid, "I'm short of money in my pocket, so I became a gentleman on Liang. I want to steal some money to spend money. Who is Zunjia from this family? If there is any offense, I will leave immediately!"

Mo Li ignored him at all and even expressed his sneer.

The thief felt relieved and wanted to escape, but every time he moved to the window, he was forced to retreat again in a blink of an eye.

And the loud noise outside due to the collapse of the roof, some villagers have been woken up.

At this time, a piece of tiles that had not fallen before happened to hit the table in the house, knocking Mo Li's bag to the ground, and the things inside also rolled out.

Most of them are medicinal materials, and in order to prevent moisture, they are wrapped tightly in oil paper.

The fat mouse quickly jumped out of Mo Li's arms, drilled into the falling quilt, and then turned into a human form.

The thief had no idea why there was a third person in the room. He only saw a flash of figure in the corner of his eyes, and someone copied the things that had fallen to the ground.

His heart moved, was this a treasure?!

Meng Qigang, who had saved the herbs, breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and pulled the quilt wrapped around him, preparing to take the last oil-paper bag on the ground.

A slight click suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Hidden weapon, be careful!"

Meng Qi reacted quickly, and Mo Li also shivered to the side when he heard this.

They hid, but one person blocked the door and the other person blocked the window, and they had a very tacit understanding.

Thousands of silver lights flew out, causing a sudden sound on the wall and furniture.

The thief lost the hidden weapon tube in his hand and rushed towards the only flat oil-paper bag that was not picked up by Meng Qi.

Mo Li's eyes twitched and suddenly remembered what this was.

The knife in the sleeve suddenly swung it out and then arrived first.

The dim sword light was like a sharp arrow, and the sharp meaning turned into substance. The wooden bench was directly split into two halves. The power of the sword light was not diminished at all, and it took the thief's hand that touched the oil paper bag.

No one was willing to break his hand for an unknown thing, so the thief had to give up, but he didn't give up. When he retreated, he paused on the heel of his right boot, and a sharp blade popped up at the tip of the boot, and he almost cut open the grease paper bag.

The crack suddenly opens, and the golden color comes into view.

The golden color slowly slid out of the oil paper bag, and at first glance it looked like it was "flowing".

The thief stared at the eyes, and a name came to his heart, and he blurted out:

"Golden Wire..."

Before the last word was finished, Meng Qi rushed forward and smashed it at the thief's neck.

The man did not faint because Meng Qi soon felt something wrong and stopped in time.

After a closer look, the man actually had a thick soft leather collar with protruding iron needles underneath, which was to prevent him from being attacked like this. Meng Qi's expression changed and he took advantage of the situation and hit him heavily on the man's right shoulder.

There was only a click, and then a painful hum.

After suffering such injuries, the thief thrust his body and relied on his light skills to jump out of the gap in the roof again.

These things happened very quickly, and the lights had just lit up in the village chief's house.

Meng Qi unfolded and followed him through the hole on the roof.

"etc……"

Dr. Mo silently swallowed the second half of the sentence, saying that someone had only a quilt on his body and had no clothes at all! Even if he wanted to chase him, he should go there by himself, right?

Mo Li looked at the messy house and felt confused.

Although the fight lasted only a few moves, Meng Qi had to protect herbs and other substances, but the other party actually escaped from the joint siege between him and Meng Qi. Could this be an ordinary thief?

If that person has a very high martial arts skills, it wouldn't be possible.

The light skills are really good, mainly because of the slippery body movements, and they always dodge successfully between impossible situations.

Mo Li was a little uncomfortable because he was not familiar with the other party's method. If he could see through it, no matter how cunning the loach was, he could only jump on the spot.

There was a noise in the yard. When the village chief was hurried out in his clothes, he happened to see two black shadows flashing on the roof. He was so scared that he staggered, and the lantern almost fell off.

He leaned against the wall and ran to Mo Li's house in a panic, and reached out to pat the door.

"Xiaolang, what's wrong?"

Mo Li put away the golden silk armor, lit a candle with a fire fold, and then opened the door.

"Oh!" The village chief looked at the broken roof, his beard shook.

"Brother, this..."

Mo Li was a little embarrassed and looked to his wallet.

If the thief is really penniless, the family originally had just died of a dog guarding the hospital, but now even the house is destroyed. Although it is not entirely his own responsibility, it will be a considerable loss for ordinary people.

It should be able to afford it, and Mo Li has worked in Zhushan County for repairing the roof and other things.

Unexpectedly, the village chief patted his thigh and said regretfully: "Xiaolang, I'm really sorry. You shouldn't have allowed you to live in this room."

"Uh, father-in-law..."

The village chief said sadly: "In the past few years, the village wanted to do rituals and pray for rain, so a Taoist came. He said that he could only use a willow box and put talismans on the roof with the strongest yang energy in the village. Everyone heard it. Later, I don't know how it spread. The village always had a thief and liked to slim the roof if you have nothing to do."

"Do they think there are treasures in the box?"

"Not!" said the village chief with heartache.

"So the wooden box is on the roof of this house?" Mo Li asked tentatively.

"Originally, but my son hasn't returned for many years. The house has been empty for so long and it's still raining. Everyone wonders if this method has failed. When I thought about it, where did the yang energy come from in the empty house, so I invited the box. I originally wanted to put it on my eldest son's room, but my eldest son gave birth to two daughters, so I can't say that the yang energy is strong..."

The village chief said in a nagging manner, Mo Li had to interrupt him and ask about the whereabouts of the box.

"Xiaolang, what are you asking about this?" The village chief was very alert.

"...Brother-in-law, that's not an ordinary little thief." Mo Li said and took the person into the house and asked the village chief to look at the countless silver needles on the wall and on the furniture.

"This!" The village chief was immediately panicked.

Mo Li asked in a hurry: "There is really nothing else in the wooden box? Have you seen it? If it were just a talisman, why would anyone steal it?"

The village chief nodded affirmatively and said, "It's really nothing. If there were valuable things, wouldn't it be stolen by the thief?"

"Where is that box?"

"It's put in the ancestral hall!"

Mo Li was thinking about how to find a reason to check it out.

In places like ancestral halls, people from other surnames cannot enter.

"The head of the family is not good, the dog at home is dead!"

The village chief's wife stumbled over and said that Meng Qi and the thief could no longer be seen outside the courtyard.

The village chief quickly picked up the lantern and went outside to see it, then picked up the dog's body and cried.

"This dart may be poisonous and cannot be buried, so it's better to say as soon as possible..." Mo Li couldn't bear to continue.
To be continued...