Today I hold the world

Yang Chuanfu quickly tossed out a rusty weapon. It was a ring-handed knife, often more than four feet long, but it was not made of refined steel. It was pure iron and was found in the house of his elder brother who had been dead for many years.

When he came out of the yard, he saw a fight in Zhong's small courtyard opposite. The jet-black ghost thing looked exactly like the monster from last night, but its body length was slightly smaller than yesterday's.

"You monster!"

With a roar, Yang Chuanfu clenched his long knife tightly, rushed to the opposite side in a few steps, and slammed it hard on the monster's back. It was no longer as soft as yesterday's wooden stick, and it did have a cutting effect.

It's a pity that it is a mortal weapon after all, the feathers on the monster's back vibrated, and it flew away from Yang Chuanfu's long knife.

"Damn, I don't believe in evil!"

Yang Chuanfu saw that Zhong Shouyi's wooden sword was emitting a blue light again, and he himself cursed and got up and ran to pick up the weapon, he had to hack the ghost to death.

"Stab him in the chest!" These were the only words Zhong Shouyi said during the battle.

The two fought with the monster in the courtyard for a long time, Zhong Shouyi slit the monster's neck and feet, and the blood that flowed out was no different from that of humans.

This ghost has a flat face and a bird's beak, shaped like a giant eagle, with hard black feathers all over its body, and its body less than one foot tall is rather dull. After being stabbed many times by Zhong Shouyi's blue light wooden sword, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

Yang Chuanfu said anxiously: "You can't teach this thing to escape!"

He held the monster horizontally with a long knife, and the thing spread its wings and flapped its fans, and happened to be hugged by his hands, and he didn't care what kind of knife he was holding, and shouted anxiously:

"Quick kill!"

Zhong Shouyi spat out the blood in his mouth, leaped ten feet high, stabbed straight with his sword, and accurately penetrated the monster's heart. Taking advantage of the monster's stiff state, he pulled out his sword and hit his head again. The skull rolled on the ground , the blood surged uncontrollably, splashing Yang Chuanfu's face.

The two of them sat limply on the ground, out of breath, looking at them now, they were all in tattered clothes, disheveled and disheveled.

Zhong Shou's complexion was so pale that he couldn't help but panting heavily at a glance. He was still young, he had already injured his body in a fight yesterday, and today his shoulder was scratched by that ghost thing that looked like a bird and could not fly. He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Although Yang Chuanfu was kicked over a few somersaults, he was surprisingly lucky and didn't get hurt at all. At this moment, he looked angrily at the thing whose head had been chopped off by Zhong Shouyi, and suddenly smiled: "This is nothing more than that damn thing!" , I thought how fierce it was."

Humans are like this, always full of vigilance and fear towards unknown and weird creatures, once conquered once, they will no longer be afraid, but will be excited.

Just at this moment, some neighbors shouted for help, Yang Chuanfu rolled his eyes, took off his robe and hurriedly snatched Zhong Shouyi's wooden sword, wrapped it up and handed it back.

Without waiting for Zhong Shou to ask, Yang Chuanfu dragged up the thing they had killed and threw it out of the courtyard with great effort. He looked around and saw that there were fires everywhere. It was obvious that everyone had suffered, so he stood there thinking for a while. , and quickly dragged the corpse to the long avenue.

He ran back quickly and threw the head of that thing far away.

"What are you doing? Wasting your energy for nothing." Zhong Shouyi exhaled and asked after wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead.

Yang Chuanfu ignored him for the time being, climbed up to the roof and looked at the houses in the west city, his complexion became worse and worse, and when he got down, he cursed: "You know what, your heart is sinister, if you teach them that you have the treasure to deal with these monsters, what kind of weapon is that?" Can the wooden sword still be held in my hand?"

Zhong Shou was stunned for a moment, and Yang Chuanfu had already roughly dragged him back into the house. He wiped the package several times, and then used the ice outside the house to freeze it. Three bloodstains on his shoulders barely stopped the flow.

"You stay at home, I'll go and look around." After leaving a sentence, Yang Chuanfu opened the door with a knife.

First, he went back to his room in the opposite courtyard, wrapped himself in a new cotton robe, and then went straight to the neighbors who asked for help with a knife in his hand.

He didn't want to rescue them out of kindness, but simply wanted to count the number of monsters.

The back street was full of flames. When I rushed over, I saw a group of people frantically holding torches against a tall monster. The thing was much bigger than what Zhong Shouyi killed just now. I saw a young couple being chased, this is the second one.

After some running and calculation, there are at least six in this Xicheng district alone, and he doesn't believe there are no other districts.

The scarier thing tonight than last night is that these bird-like things are not only targeting the sick, but even those normal people are beginning to be killed. The more Yang Chuanfu thought about it, the more afraid he stepped on the snow and cursed secretly:

"This is a fucking monster's disaster. Maybe the whole Yuan City will be ruined."

Taking advantage of his warm legs and feet, Yang Chuanfu ran to the tallest building in the city. In the Jigong Building outside Liu's Mansion in Beicheng, there were more or less shouts at the passing places. When he arrived at the Jigong Building, there were already several waves of people gathered here. At that time, the members of the Liu family guarded outside the gate of the mansion and watched covetously.

Seeing that Yang Chuanfu's face was covered with blood and he was holding a knife in his hand, the people hurriedly moved out of the way for him, but Liu's family thought he was going to break into the house, so they raised an ax and shouted: "Yang Xiaoliu, what are you doing?" ?do not come!"

Yang Chuanfu didn't bother to pay attention to them, took two steps, turned around, and ran into the sacrificial offering building. This building has six blocks and five floors, and it is full of statues of gods worshiped by various families in the city. He ran to the top floor and circled around. Quickly ran downstairs again.

The surrounding city residents and members of the Liu family were full of doubts, but he kept running back towards the west city without stopping.

It is a fact that the entire Yuan City has suffered.Those ghost things that look like birds but not birds are not something ordinary people can deal with. Judging from the scene of burning fire everywhere in the city, they all think that fire can deal with these things. Those monsters don't work.

After walking through many places, all he could hear were calls for help and screams, but he walked on his own and didn't intend to pay attention to them at all.

He knows how much he has, and he has never had the idea of ​​being a good person. He deeply knows that when disaster strikes, it is not easy for everyone to take care of themselves. In this world, there are many wolf-hearted people.

It was late at night when we ran back to Zhong's small courtyard. Zhong Shouyi was still a child after all, and fell asleep on the back of the half-open door. The cold wind was blowing in from the outside, making the room no longer as warm as before.

Stepping over Zhong Shouyi's body, Yang Chuanfu sat on the clay stove bench in the room, thinking for a long time in silence, when suddenly he saw the sleepy girl Ling'er coming out from the back room.

"Brother Six, I want to pee."

The moment Yang Chuanfu got up, Zhong Shouyi also woke up with a jolt, and found that he had been asleep for a long time without knowing it, and the door was pushed open by himself, but it was to teach his sister and mother to suffer from the cold.

Yang Chuanfu took the girl to go out, Zhong Shouyi closed the door and refilled the clay stove with black stones, Linger came back soon and went to sleep again, the two sat in the outer room and talked in a low voice.

"This is a disaster. Now there are monsters everywhere, and I don't know what the overall situation is. Tomorrow, you stay at home and don't wander around. I'll go to the inn to have a look."

After telling Zhong Shouyi what he saw and heard at night, Yang Chuanfu felt sleepy, and lay down on the ground wrapped in a cotton robe and fell asleep.

Soon morning came, Yang Chuanfu woke up suddenly, got up and saw Zhong Shouyi driving piles in the courtyard, he took two steps, opened the door to leave the courtyard, and went to the inn.

During the daytime, the streets are full of people, and the inns are full of unfamiliar faces. It is human nature to report to the group to keep warm. Yang Chuanfu served each wine table and listened to their chatter:

"According to the fortune-telling Taoist outside the county magistrate's mansion, the monster is called 'Nimu Beast'. It has a carved body with a blood beak, likes to eat plague bodies, and makes trouble at night and returns to its nest during the day. Extraordinary..."

"Do you also believe what Li Laodao said? If you want me to say that those things are clearly black mountain eagles, they only eat people's hearts, liver, spleen and kidneys!"

"Fart, don't eagles fly? Those monsters can only walk on their feet..."

"No, no, I saw one last night, it was floating in the air!"

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The crowd gathered to talk about strange news, even if they were frightened, they would not cause a collective collapse. The wise people among these people quickly organized the crowd to run towards the county magistrate's mansion.

At noon, Yuan Daqiong rushed to the inn to check on the business. It turned out to be so bleak today, so he asked Yang Chuanfu, "Why isn't there even a table of guests?"

"You didn't happen to be lucky. It was full of people in the morning, and then they rushed to the county magistrate's mansion." Yang Chuanfu was picking up the dishes.

Knowing that there is still money in the account today, Yuan Daqiong's tone softened a lot, he searched around, and then asked, "Where's that boy from the Zhong family?"

"On the way to deliver vegetables." Yang Chuanfu lied in response.

Although he was the waiter in the shop, he was responsible for the management of the inn. This Yuan Daqiong had a rich family business and had several shops in the city. He usually only came to supervise the work to check the accounts, so he trusted Yang Chuanfu more.

When he left, his expression was complicated, and he turned around and said: "Close the shop early today, don't do business, and teach old man Wang and the cook to close the doors and windows at night."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Yang Chuanfu turned to the side door of the backyard, and saw that the number of beggars squatting in the past had decreased by more than half today, and it was still the cunning middle-aged beggar who came up and asked, "Master Liu, why don't you have food today?"

Yang Chuanfu glanced around, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, pointing to the seven or eight people behind him and asked, "Where are the others?"

The middle-aged beggar called Er Donkey, looked back, and replied: "The owner of the rice warehouse in the south of the city is dead, and they are all rushing to grab things."

"Then why didn't you go?" Yang Chuanfu frowned.

The second donkey's eyes rolled wildly, and he whispered: "Master Liu, I want to make a deal with you."

"you say!"

"This matter has a lot to do with it. I want 50 taels of silver."

Yang Chuanfu stared and scolded angrily: "50 taels! Are you fucking joking?"

The man in front of him looked more determined than ever, "Sixth Master, the news I want to tell you is definitely worth 50 taels. Please help introduce Boss Yuan, and you will get half of it when it is done!"

Yang Chuanfu was full of disdain at first, he was silent for a few breaths, his face straightened, and he stared at him: "You tell me directly, if I think it's worth it, I will help you achieve it, if it's not worth it..."

He suddenly took out a tael of silver and handed it to the beggar in front of him, "I'll give you my silver first, if it's not worth it, you won't even get a tael of silver."

Yang Chuanfu heard from his master before, what is human nature?Human nature is that if money is not in your hands, you will not feel that you have lost anything, but if you have money in your hands and then it is taken away, you will feel uncomfortable.

Naturally, 50 taels and one tael cannot be compared, but it is not a problem to match the beggar in front of you.

Sure enough, the second donkey gritted his teeth for a moment, and said directly: "Last night, Lao Zhang in the beggar's nest said before he died that he saw a large group of black eagles occupying Bison Mountain, floating around in the forest to cover the moonlight, and the The black eagles are those monsters that came to eat people in the city last night."

Yang Chuanfu was stunned on the spot and quickly asked, "How many?"

"Innumerable, all over the mountain. In the morning, Xiao Maogu and I went outside the city to look, and saw that the woods on Bison Mountain had turned black."

Shocked and anxious, Yang Chuanfu said, "Lead the way quickly, go and see now!"

Erluzi led Yang Chuanfu and ran straight to the west of the city, followed by six beggars.

When we came to the high slope three miles outside the city, it was just after noon, and the sun had faded to almost no temperature. Yang Chuanfu stared at the snowy forest on the opposite mountain, his face pale, and he took two steps back in a daze.

I saw that most of the mountains and forests were not covered by snow, but were covered by black clouds, as if a piece of black wild boar skin had been draped over a person's body.