Chapter 243 Is today over? [Additional update 15 for Silver Alliance Old Bookworm No. 6]

Ren Chang walked alone on the street.

Although Ren Chang is a deacon, he has already despaired of martial arts after years of hard work since he became possessed.

So I didn't get married.

I have always lived alone.

Finally, I paid my dues and went to buy some vegetables and two jars of wine, then I took it home leisurely.

A very small yard and two houses.

The surrounding area is very dilapidated and is considered a civilian residence.

The courtyard door across the house opened, and a charming woman who looked to be in her forties came out and smiled: "Are you on duty?"

"It's worth it." Ren Chang smiled.

This woman's name was Kong Xiang, who was Ren Chang's childhood sweetheart. The two of them had a crush on each other, but later Ren Chang's martial arts was ruined and his pubic area was seriously injured. He didn't want to delay Kong Xiang, so he ruthlessly broke off the relationship.

Kong Xiang got married, but later her husband died, so she moved back to her hometown and lived next door to Ren Chang, often taking care of Ren Chang's daily life.

This kind of life lasted for more than twenty years.

At this moment, when I saw Ren Chang coming back from buying vegetables, he came over with a smile, took them skillfully, and went to Ren Chang's room to light a fire to heat the vegetables.

Cut the meat into slices evenly.

After preparing plates one by one, he said softly: "Drink less wine."

"I know, I know."

Ren Chang didn't dare to look at the other person's eyes, so he could only answer impatiently.

"Why……"

The woman lowered her eyes and the slight disappointment in her eyes, and sighed: "Then I'm going back. You go to bed early, and you have to go on duty tomorrow."

"I know, I know."

The woman is gone.

Ren Chang lowered his head and was silent for a moment, feeling a little sad under his gray messy hair.

He knew Kong Xiang's thoughts and his own thoughts.

But he didn't dare to say anything, let alone do anything.

You are already a useless person, why do you think so much?

Looking at the room that had been tidied up for some time, Ren Chang was reluctant to destroy the neatness.

The oil lamp was lit in the room, but the table was moved out of the room.

Put the food and wine on the table, wash your hands, open the wine jar, take a greedy sip, and sigh with satisfaction.

Sit down quietly in the yard, facing the moonlight, and pour yourself a drink.

Moonlight.

dead tree.

Cold wind.

White hair.

He drank one cup after another and ate food in small bites. There was no expression on his face and he didn't even know what he was thinking.

For many years, he spent his time like this.

The superiors do their duties faithfully, while the subordinates have nothing to do, just drink, go to bed after drinking, and continue to be on duty tomorrow. Occasionally, when they have a day off, they sleep in their own rooms.

Downed a jar of wine.

Ren Chang sighed slightly, feeling slightly tipsy. Looking at the moonlight, he murmured: "Another day has passed."

I patted away the second jar of wine and was about to pour it into the bowl when my movement suddenly stopped.

The ears moved.

There seems to be other sounds in the wind?

And it’s not far from here?

It was a suppressed whimper, with some hissing, very slight. It should be in several yards within a few dozen feet.

Otherwise it wouldn't be so clear.

As warriors who have been fighting life and death for many years, they can clearly distinguish any slight sound.

For example, ordinary people would have no reaction when hearing the sound just now.

But as an old deacon with decades of experience, Ren Chang heard it immediately.

This was the last cry of a person after being killed, and the slight hissing sound was the sound of blood spurting out of the body, and this sound could only come from the throat area.

Ren Chang frowned and murmured: "I have already made my decision."

So I went to pour wine.

But his eyes struggled, and he finally sighed, filled a bowl of wine, and immediately drank it.

"What a damn sense of responsibility..."

He hunched over and jumped out.

When passing Kong Xiang's yard, he smiled. He felt warm and sour in his heart.

Then he passed by.

This was an abandoned courtyard. Ren Changji walked in cautiously, feeling the atmosphere increasingly gloomy and his heart beating like a drum.

It seemed like there was a devil watching him secretly.

Danger!

This is the touch of Lao Jianghu.

He just wanted to go back.

"It's a bad sign. I opened the wine but didn't finish it. Could it be that God didn't let me finish the jar of wine?"

But who died?

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

"But I'm a damn deacon...hey, this damn profession..."

He sighed in his heart, moved lightly and pressed against the window.

At first glance, I saw a young man in white clothes inside, with his mouth full of blood. Looking up, he saw the body of a woman in the hands of the young man in white clothes, with her throat cut. The woman was not dead yet, and her body was still convulsing...

Obviously, this young man is drinking blood.

When the young man in white saw Ren Chang, he was not nervous at all. He grinned and said, "You want a bite too?"

The rocket that Ren Chang had prepared long ago shot up into the sky with a roar!

Bang!

Then he rushed in with red eyes: "Devil!"

At this moment, he didn't think about anything.

…

night.

Fang Che went to the helm, ready to wait and see.

As a result, no one came until midnight.

Thirty-six stores... Are they doing such a good job of keeping secrets secret?

Fang Che was depressed.

At this moment, a sudden explosion was heard, which was a rocket exploding in the air.

There's a situation! Not far!

Fang Che jumped up.

The body rushed out instantly.

In the moonlight of the dark night, Fang Che's body was running wildly in the dark alley, the bones in his body were crackling, and he had changed from a star to Fang Che's original appearance.

The sounds of battle are not far from here.

Fang Che was shocked.

We have arrived at the collapsed ruins, which should be here.

Divine consciousness enveloped the whole situation, and he rushed in without hesitation.
To be continued...