If you escape once, you can count it as good luck or a fluke.
But after escaping for the second time, people had to think deeply. The black figure paused slightly, and the brows exposed outside the black cloth frowned deeply. He yelled that it was not good, turned around, and tried to retreat and escape.
Unwilling to do so, Chen Mingjie pulled out the soft sword hidden in his waist with a swipe. His body was like a startled giant, and his sword was like a swimming dragon, stabbing at the attacking black figure.
The government officials who had been hiding in the darkness on the street corner also rushed out one after another, holding torches and swords in their hands, shouting and running towards Chen Mingjie and the black figure.
Seeing this formation, the black figure became even more angry and cursed again. Suddenly he took out something from his arms and threw the thing to the ground. There was only an explosion and bursts of thick smoke. As it rose, the thick smoke instantly blocked Chen Mingjie's sight, and the black shadow had a chance to escape, but he was not willing to run away, and stabbed the hand holding the dagger into the thick fog until he felt the tip of the blade. It pierced the clothes and pierced the flesh and blood before giving up and retreating, jumping into the dark night sky and disappearing.
When the officials arrived, they saw the county magistrate covering his injured right arm with one hand and walking around with his red and swollen eyes tightly closed.
"Sir, sir, you are injured!" The yamen servant anxiously held Chen Mingjie's hand and pulled him back to the center of the street, away from the lingering poisonous mist.
"My eyes, my eyes hurt." He pointed at his eyes with his bloody fingers and shouted nervously.
The yamen servant was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly called the other yamen servants to escort the Lord back to his home.
It was late at night, and everyone in the government office, except for the government servants on duty, had already fallen asleep.
Bai Yi and Daniu were arranged to live in a dormitory in the back office, and Mo Bo also lived here. There were four rooms in a row, Mo Bo occupied the largest one, and Bai Yi stood in the one with the best light in the south. , and Daniel chose a small room next to Bai Yi. According to him, it was enough to have a place to stay.
A burst of footsteps rushed into the bedroom, and the knock on the door became louder and louder.
The photo was taken of Mo Bo's door, but Bai Yi and Daniu, who lived not far from each other, were both awakened. Especially Bai Yi, who had always been a light sleeper, was awakened by the sound of the hurried footsteps of the government servants. , she had already woken up and quickly put on her clothes and stood up.
Mo Bo quickly opened the door and subconsciously asked the government servant who knocked on the door: "Is there another deceased person?"
The yamen servant hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, the master is injured. Let the younger one call Mo Bo to have a look."
Mo Bo was startled: "Sir, you are strong and strong, and you are protecting me. How could you get hurt?"
The yamen servant sighed: "It's a long story, you'd better go and ask the adults yourself."
Mo Bo didn't waste much time. He went back to the house, picked up the medicine box, and followed the yamen servant. Bai Yi came over and said, "I'll go too."
Mo Bo nodded hurriedly: "That's fine." He saw Bai Yi followed by Daniel, and asked suspiciously, "Is he going too?"
Bai Yi turned to Da Niu and said, "You won't be able to help me much, so let's rest first."
Daniel's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just nodded and watched Bai Yi's back leave his sight. From the fishing village to Nantai, Bai Yi was still the same Bai Yi, but it seemed that he was no longer the same. That Bai Yi, the light on her body is getting stronger and stronger, and she is getting further and further away from him.
Mo Bo and Bai Yi were led directly to Chen Mingjie's bedroom by the yamen. Chen Mingjie was half leaning on the bed, his eyes were as red and swollen as peach blossoms, and his right arm had been stabbed with blood.
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