There was no one in the village to make changes, and Mo Li could only guess the time by himself.
It's about three watch now, it's dark outside the courtyard, the dogs are not barking, but the chickens in the chicken coop are noisy.
Mo Li realized that the situation was wrong, he quietly went out the door, and quickly swept to the gate 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, with a dart on it.
A black figure was lying on the roof where Mo Li lived, vaguely fiddling with something.
When Mo Li went out, his movements were extremely fast, and the thief was concentrating on scraping the roof, not paying attention to 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 this shot.
This guy in black night clothes has a bit of a kung fu foundation, but he is unlucky today, even if he is slippery like a loach, dodging left and right just can't escape the attack from the face.
Not only were all the escape routes blocked, but he also saw the stern aura of swordsmen from this move.
Hell, how can there be such a master in this broken village
Is it also for treasure
The thief's heart tightened, he stomped his feet in a hurry, the tiles shattered in response, and he fell directly into the house by falling into the house, ready to escape in the chaos.
The ink carp jumped down unsurprisingly.
He has lived in this house for one night, and he knows the layout better than this thief.
Want to get away? Forget about doors, not even windows!
As soon as the little thief landed, he bluffed out a palm, and deliberately lifted the quilt on the bed, trying to block Mo Li's sight, but his body leaned back slightly, ready to take advantage of his strength to retreat.
Naturally, the ink carp would not give him this chance.
The thief only felt that an inexplicable suction force in front of him actually dragged him down a step forward. He was horrified, knowing that he had met a master with deep internal skills.
In this way, it is possible to turn complexity into simplicity and leverage strength, and it is possible to "invite you to enter the urn" with a raised hand. It is also a sect leader or an elder to say less in the arena.
"Which way is Zuncha on? Everyone is eating and drinking on the rivers and lakes, why are they so ruthless?"
The thief lowered his voice and pretended to be stupid, "I'm shy in my pocket, so I've become a gentleman on the beam. I want to steal some money and flowers. Who is Zuncha from this family? If I offend you, I'll leave immediately!"
Mo Li ignored him at all, and even sneered at it.
The thief felt guilty and wanted to run away more and more, but every time he took a step to the window, he was forced back in a blink of an eye.
Outside, some villagers were woken up by the loud noise from the collapsed roof.
At this time, a tile that had not fallen before just smashed on the table in the house, knocking the carp's luggage to the ground, and the contents inside rolled out.
Most of them are medicinal materials. In order to prevent moisture, they are tightly wrapped with oil paper.
The fat mouse quickly jumped out of Mo Li's arms, burrowed into the falling quilt, and then turned into a human figure.
The thief didn't know why there was a third person in the room, only when he saw a figure flashing in the corner of his eye, someone picked up the thing that rolled on the ground.
His heart moved, is this a treasure? !
Meng Qigang, who had saved the herbal medicine, breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and tugged at the quilt wrapped around him, ready to fetch the last oil paper bag on the ground.
Suddenly I heard a small click in my ear.
"Hidden weapon, be careful!"
Meng Qi responded quickly, and Mo Li fluttered aside when he heard the words.
They were hiding, but one blocked the door and the other blocked the window, and they had a perfect understanding.
Thousands of silver lights flew out, hitting the walls and furniture with a sudden bang.
The thief lost the hidden weapon canister in his hand and rushed towards the only flat oil paper bag that Meng Qi had not picked up.
Mo Li's eyes twitched, and he suddenly remembered what it was.
The knife in the sleeve slammed out, and the last one came first.
The dim light of the knife was like a sharp arrow, the meaning of sharpness turned into reality, and the wooden bench was directly split in half.
No one wants to break his hand for an unknown thing, the thief can only give up, but he doesn't give up. When he retreats, the heel of his right boot pauses, and a sharp blade pops out from the toe of the boot. Dangerously opened the oil-paper package.
The cracks opened, and the eyes were golden.
The golden color slowly slipped out of the oil paper bag, and at first glance it seemed to "flow" out.
The thief widened his eyes, and a name came to his mind, and he blurted out:
"Golden thread..."
Before the last word was finished, Meng Qi rushed forward and smashed the back of the thief's neck.
The man didn't faint, because Meng Qi quickly realized that the touch was wrong and stopped in time.
Taking a closer look, this man was actually wearing a thick soft leather collar with protruding iron needles under it, just to guard against being attacked like this. Meng Qi's expression changed, and he took advantage of the trend and landed on the man's right shoulder. .
Only a click was heard, followed by a painful groan.
Suffering such an injury, the thief jumped out of the gap in the roof with his light effort.
These things happened very fast, and the village chief's house had just turned on the lights.
Meng Qi's figure showed, and he chased out through the hole in the roof.
"and many more… "
Doctor Mo silently swallowed the second half of the sentence. Someone had only a quilt and no clothes at all! Even if you want to chase, you should go by yourself, right
Mo Li looked at the messy house and was puzzled.
Although the fight was only a few tricks, Meng Qi still had to protect the medicinal materials and other things, but the other party actually escaped from the containment that he and Meng Qi joined together. Could this be an ordinary thief
To say that the man's martial arts is very high, it is not.
Qinggong is really good, mainly because of his slippery movements, and he often successfully dodges between the impossible.
The ink carp was a little uncomfortable, because he was not familiar with the opponent's path. If he was figured out, no matter how cunning the loach was, it could only bounce on the spot.
There was a commotion in the courtyard, and when the village chief hurried out wearing his clothes, he happened to see two dark shadows flashing on the roof. He was so frightened that he stumbled and the lantern almost fell.
He leaned against the wall, hurriedly ran to the door of Mo Li's house, and reached out to pat the door.
"Xiao Lang, what happened?"
The ink carp put away the golden silk armor, lit a candle with a fire stick, and then opened the door.
"Oops!" The village chief looked at the broken roof, his beard shaking.
"Father, this..."
Mo Li was a little embarrassed, and moved his eyes to his purse.
In case the thief is really penniless, originally this house was just a dog who died in the hospital, but now the house is destroyed. Although it is not entirely his own responsibility, for ordinary people, it is also Not a small loss.
It should be able to afford the compensation, and repairing the roof or something, Moli has done it in Zhushan County.
Guess what, the village chief patted his thigh and said regretfully, "Xiao Lang, I'm really sorry, you shouldn't be allowed to live in this room."
"Uh, old man..."
The village head frowned and said: "There was a severe drought in the past few years, and the village wanted to do something to pray for rain, so a Taoist came and said that as long as a willow box is used and a talisman is installed, the town will be on the roof with the most yang energy in the village. Everyone listened to it, and then I don't know how to spread it, there is always a robbery in the village, and I like to smash the roof when I have nothing to do."
"They thought there was a baby in the box?"
"No!" said the village chief sadly.
"So the wooden box is on the roof of this house?" Mo Li asked tentatively.
"Originally there was, but didn't my son go out for many years and haven't returned. The house has been empty for so long, and it never rained, everyone wondered if this method failed. I thought, where did the empty house come from? I was angry, so I took the box down. I originally wanted to put it in my eldest son's house, but my eldest son has two daughters in a row, so I can't say that the yang is strong... "
The village chief was chattering, and Mo Li had to interrupt him to ask about the whereabouts of the box.
"Xiao Lang, why are you asking this?" The village chief was very vigilant.
"...Old man, that's not an ordinary thief." Mo Li said, and brought the person into the house, and let the village chief look at the countless silver needles on the wall and furniture.
"This!" The village chief suddenly panicked.
Mo Li stepped up and asked: "Is there really nothing else in the wooden box? Have you seen it? If it's just a talisman, why would someone steal it?"
The village chief nodded affirmatively and said, "There is really nothing. If there is anything valuable, it would have been stolen by thieves earlier?"
"What about the box?"
"It's in the ancestral hall!"
Mo Li was thinking about how to find a reason to check it.
In places like ancestral halls, foreigners are not allowed to enter.
"The head of the house, it's not good, the dog at home is dead!"
The old wife of the village chief stumbled over and said that Meng Qi and the thief were no longer visible outside the hospital.
The village chief hurriedly raised the lantern to look outside, then picked up the dog's body and burst into tears.
"This dart may be poisonous, so it can't be buried, or as soon as possible..." Mo Li couldn't bear to go on.
There were also noises from other parts of the village, and it was the children who were screaming and crying.
Mo Li heard this sound, it was the little baby who almost fell into the river when he tried to touch the gerbil during the day, and he cried so earth-shattering.
The people in the village who slept to death were also awakened.
"What happened to the little baby of Zhang Dezi's family, is it still noisy at night?"
"It's not his house, it's the village chief's house! It seems that a gangster has entered!"
Everyone was talking, and when they saw the situation in the courtyard, there was an uproar.
Before, there were only small thieves, and every household did not lose anything. In addition, it has gradually disappeared in the past year, and everyone has almost forgotten about it. Why did it suddenly happen
As he spoke, he mentioned the wooden box of the ancestral hall.
A group of people rushed to see it.
Before the ink carp could go, someone ran back and said that the thief had caught it.
The thief fell at the entrance of the village! It seems to have passed out!
Everyone looked at each other, took the torches and went out.
Sure enough, I saw a man in black covering his face lying on the ground with a quilt beside him.
"village head?"
"... This is my quilt!"
The village chief was full of doubts, wasn't he the thief who ripped off the roof, what did he do by stealing the quilt
Could it be that he cut through the roof just to snatch a quilt from the sleeping boy
He couldn't help but look at the ink carp.
The ink carp's body is stiff.
A warm and soft gerbil first slipped onto his shoes in the dark of night. In order to avoid being discovered, he climbed up a bit. At this moment, his claws were hooked on his clothes, hanging on the calf of the ink carp, and there were robes outside. covered.
"Father, I remember seeing two... thieves."
"That's right! It's really two!" The village chief suddenly realized that one fell here, what about the other
"Tie it up first! When people wake up, ask what's going on!"
"Yes, yes, tie up a few more times, don't let people run away!"
Everyone hurriedly went to find the rope, Mo Li took a look at the chaos, and found that the thief was acupointed by Meng Qi, so he was relieved and the villagers tossed it casually.
Mo Li didn't notice that there was someone in the village with a wrong expression.
The man stood in the dark and deliberately hid behind others. After all, Mo Li did not have eyes behind his back. After confirming that these were villagers, he glanced at them from time to time.
The man's expression changed in an instant, and he quickly followed the crowd, changing directions halfway through.
"Zhang Dezi, where are you going?" Someone stopped him.
"Go home, the baby is crying!" Zhang Dezi said embarrassingly.
After he finished speaking, he buried his head and walked away. His house was next to the village chief's house.
As soon as Zhang Dezi entered the house, his daughter-in-law scolded: "I told you not to gamble, but to gamble! Not only did you sell the treasures that Wa'er dug out of the woods, but he also talked nonsense outside to bring disaster to the village!"
"Shut up! His house is a thief, what does this have to do with me?" Zhang Dezi closed the doors and windows quickly, seeing no one nearby, so he said confidently, "That old man really has good things in his house, guess what? What's the matter, the Snitch came from his house, the kind that goes up and down! Besides, didn't you hear that sentence just now... Jinsi, hey! Jinsi! It must be valuable!"