It’s three o’clock in the night.
The moonlight was gray, it was a dark and windy night, a good time for murder and arson.
The whole Macheng was quiet. People who had been busy all day could finally wash their feet with hot water and sleep comfortably in bed.
Today is another day alive.
Of course, there are exceptions. Not everyone in Macheng has gone to bed. The Macheng branch of Yihongyuan is still brightly lit and bustling with activity.
This is a night business that helps men exercise.
Another brightly lit place is the Huang family, the richest family in Macheng!
The entire courtyard was brightly lit, illuminating the surrounding streets, and teams of people were patrolling there.
Don’t even a fly dare to fly in today!!
Mr. Huang Sanlang has issued a strict order that as long as no trouble occurs today and no one is allowed into the Huang family compound, everyone can get ten dollars!
Ten dollars, ten dollars!
I can visit the Yihongyuan opposite seven or eight times, it’s so comfortable!
Everyone instantly became alert. Tonight would be the night of their dreams.
"It's dry, be careful with fire!"
A shout came from the alley, and as the night watchman left, three heads popped up from the wall nearby.
"Master." Russell looked at the night watchman and asked curiously, "Isn't this Old Chen from Renjia Town?"
It's really fate that we meet each other. Fifty dollars is not expensive!
The surrounding cities are so big and there are so many of them, but they just happened to meet in Macheng, and Old Chen even started working as a night watchman.
Tsk tsk, Russell looked strange, he turned his head to look at the brightly lit Yihong Courtyard nearby.
Hiss, I seem to have discovered some incredible secret.
Uncle Jiu also looked at Old Man Chen with a strange expression. Old Man Chen had encountered several strange events before. At that time, he even suspected that Old Man Chen was being targeted by the King of Hell.
I heard that he moved out of Renjia Town, but I didn't expect that he moved to Macheng. But it's good too, new place, new atmosphere.
Uncle Jiu didn't pay too much attention to Old Man Chen. After all, the two were not very familiar with each other. He looked at the Huang family compound in the distance, and then looked at the walls of the houses in front of him.
"Walk!"
At Uncle Jiu's command, he flipped over as lightly as a swallow, and with a light touch on the top of the wall, he flipped over to the top of another wall, silently without making any sound.
Simu turned to look at Russell and smiled, "Little nephew, can you do it?"
Russell rolled his eyes. What do you mean by "is it okay?"
He retorted unhappily, "Uncle Master, I'm afraid you can't do it!"
“Hehehe!”
Simu snorted, not showing any disdain. "When your master and I were young, we often climbed over other people's walls. I tell you, the walls of ordinary officials' daughters' houses are simply unstoppable!"
When he said this, he rubbed his hands excitedly. That was his once absurd and long gone youth!
Russell's eyes looked weird. Was this the legendary four eyes next door
"I'll go too!"
Simu rolled over, exerted force with both hands, turned around and kicked the wall with his left foot, and flew towards the other wall.
He stretched out his hands confidently, ready to lean on the other side of the wall, but Simu overlooked one thing.
He is a pig-head now, and his eyesight may not be very accurate.
“Boom!”
"Ouch... woo."
Simu waved his hands in vain and rushed forward headfirst, then fell to the ground with a thud and let out a howl of pain.
He thought about the mission for tonight again, so he could only cover his mouth with his hands and humph on the ground.
"who!"
The night watchman, Old Chen, was startled and turned his head alertly, and found a black shadow humping in the corner. Under the moonlight, it was a pig-faced man!
“Ghost!”
Old Chen was so frightened that he fell to the ground. Then he came to his senses, threw the gong in his hand to the ground, and ran away crawling away.
Damn it, I will never be a night watchman again!
Russell tried hard to suppress his laughter. It was wrong to laugh at his uncle openly; he had to laugh secretly.
Old Chen must have suffered a psychological trauma. He estimated that in a few days, a horrific legend would appear in Macheng - the pig-faced old lady.
"hey-hey!"
Russell turned over and landed lightly in front of Simu. Simu was still stubbornly arching his back and humming softly.
"Uncle Master, ha, ha, ha, haha!" Russell couldn't help laughing after all, "You're not good at climbing the wall!"
Simu rolled his eyes and finally stopped trying to hold on in front of his junior nephew. He covered his head and said, "Ouch... ouch... ouch, it hurts so much!"
Russell shook his head helplessly. They had a mission tonight and important things to do, and they couldn't afford to get injured.
He took out a paper man from his arms and slapped it on Simu's face. Russell felt so much pain.
Ever since Uncle Jiu found out that he used paper talismans to fold for his wife but was reluctant to use them, he never gave him paper talismans again.
Now it means one less wife for every card used.
Russell touched his chest. There were only a hundred or so paper wives. The master was really stingy!
"Hey... Yo, hey, hey, hey!"
Simu, who was still moaning, suddenly felt a coolness on his face, and the pain on his pig-headed face and head disappeared instantly.
Looking again, the paper figure that originally had a handsome face turned into a pig's head.
The four eyes were immediately astonished!
“Fuck!”
He couldn't help but swear, his eyes shining, "Little nephew, you have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"
"It's expensive!" Russell rolled his eyes. This is my paper wife. He stood up, tapped the wall twice, and flipped to the other side of the wall with ease.
He used to sneak out to play in the middle of the night while Uncle Jiu was sleeping, and he was already very familiar with this.
So he always feels sleepy in broad daylight.
"Hey, nephew! I can buy it. I have money! Everything can be discussed!" Simu called softly, "I'll sell yellow croaker. Hey, nephew, big yellow croaker is also OK!"
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell who was late, and then looked at Si Mu who was smiling lasciviously. He suspected that these two guys had done something shameful.
What are you doing
Uncle Jiu shook his head and continued to look forward. In front of him was the Huang family with bright lights on.
There were people coming and going in there from time to time, men and women, old people and children, which seemed particularly weird.
Although it was dark, the three of them were all cultivators. With their magical powers running, the night was as bright as day and they could see everything that was happening in the distance.
Those who went in had ruddy complexions, but came out pale, which made the three people a little confused.
After a while, a strange idea suddenly flashed through Russell's mind, and he couldn't help but gasp.
It’s true that money makes the world go round!
"Master, I figured out what they were doing!"
"Um?"
“They’re selling blood!”