Martial Cultivator Chapter 59: Assault

"I dare not eavesdrop on the conversation between Mr. Zhou and Mr. Tang..."

Zhao Meng shook his head and said.

"They sometimes avoid us when talking.

I don’t know if they are afraid that we will be scared after hearing the content and disturb everyone’s hearts. ”

Wang An frowned when he heard this.

Since Zhou Tiehu led his detectives to investigate the unsolved case, how could he not let the detectives know the situation?

There are three or five detectives in the class who have been involved in this case.

There are some secret details that are known to most of the participants and can be easily leaked out during casual conversations.

What is there to hide from your subordinates?

It is nonsense to say that you are afraid that everyone will be scared after hearing it and that it will disturb people's hearts.

Tang Yunhe, a practitioner, may not be able to deal with things that can cause a big panic among the police.

If he really encounters a dangerous situation, he will definitely be the first to escape.

After all, it is impossible for people to risk their lives for the pigs and dogs in their eyes.

So, what is the secret between Tang Yunhe and Zhou Tiehu?

Did the two of them have some connection in the past?

Wang An felt vaguely that he had caught something.

"What did you find in Wubao?" He turned to Zhao Meng and asked, "What is the situation in Wubao?"

When it comes to the inside of Wubao, Zhao Meng looked a little scared: "It's very dilapidated inside and the sun can't get in. But it's very cold inside and I shivered as soon as I entered."

"Very cold?" Wang An raised his eyebrows slightly, "How cold is it?"

Zhao Meng organized his thoughts and responded: "It's early autumn outside, but it's already as cold as winter inside!"

When Wang An heard this, his eyes flashed.

He once personally killed two evil ghosts and absorbed their energy to strengthen his own spirit.

Wherever evil ghosts exist, there will be a cold atmosphere.

The strength of the cold aura is related to the strength of the evil ghost itself.

Since the aura of the evil ghost made Zhao Meng feel as cold as winter, it means that its own strength must be extremely powerful!

……

At night.

The farmers returned home early, locked the courtyard doors, and obeyed the government's orders. They huddled in their bedrooms tonight and ignored any movement outside the door.

Households are isolated from each other, cutting off any possibility of communication with each other.

Every residential house is an island in the darkness.

In a residential house near the south of Wubao.

Wang An stood by the window holding a knife. Through the small hole in the paper window lattice, he could see the dark front entrance of Wubao.

Zhao Meng sat on the earthen kang next to him, feeling uneasy and asking Wang An from time to time if he had discovered anything.

After asking Wang An six times within an hour, Wang An finally ignored him.

The night is long.

Zhao Meng did not dare to sleep peacefully.

Wang An ignored him, which made him even more frightened.

Afraid that something would really happen, Wang An left him and left alone.

"By the way, Brother An, it is said that this Wubao is a building left over from the previous dynasty." Zhao Meng racked his brains and finally found a topic, "Do you know which country's territory this was before Shangguo?"

Wang An glanced at Zhao Meng and said nothing.

How could he, a time traveler, know so clearly about Shangguo's historical heritage?

What's more, this world is not one of powerful and unified empires, but of separate factions and endless fighting.

There is a sect looking for the country to be its spokesperson, and the sky chooses Shangguo to take root;

There are also sects that govern a large territory and establish an above-ground religious state, such as the Jingzen Temple next door that has been destroyed;

There are also many areas that are dark and ignorant, and have not yet evolved true civilization.

The various forces compete with each other, and often you will sing and I will take the stage.

Posterity will not compile history for the previous dynasty, nor will the previous dynasty care about the flood behind it.

As a result, the entire historical inheritance has become discontinuous.

If you want to explore the past, it really takes a lot of effort.

This is far beyond the reach of a small Nanping City police officer.

So, Zhao Meng racked his brains to think of a topic that just hit Wang An's blind spot.

Sensing Wang An's gaze, Zhao Meng suddenly realized that the topic he raised was inappropriate.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wang An turned sideways and looked at the main entrance of Wubao through the holes in the window lattice.

It is still dark there, and there is nothing abnormal for the time being.

He was about to turn his head when he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps!

Footsteps?

At this time, who dares to wander around in the middle of the night?

Could it be that the headless ghost came from another direction?

Wang An grasped the handle of the Weisheng knife at his waist and concentrated on it. Under the spiritual perception of the fist that gradually entered the level of light, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they became lighter and lighter.

He could even 'hear' the other party climbing over the yellow mud wall very lightly and walking towards the bedroom where he and Zhao Meng lived.

The other party seemed to know from the beginning that he and Zhao Meng were staying in the bedroom!

From the clues obtained from the case file and the conversation with the banker, it can be seen that the headless ghost does not have a high level of intelligence for the time being.

Currently, it only knocks on the door to lure the owner out, stares at it, and then kills people.

The headless ghost will not jump over the wall and directly kill people!

In this way, there is an 80% chance that the beings who come over the wall are humans!

People who have already planned what to do to Wang An and Zhao Meng!

Wang An's heart suddenly brightened, and Zhou Tiehu's face flashed through his mind.

It’s time for Zhou Tiehu to use the headless case to completely get rid of ‘Zheng Longhua’s spy under his hands’!

No one will attack me except him.

If Tang Yunhe wanted to kill him, he would just go to his door and kill him.

No need for so many twists and turns!

"You are very anxious!"

Wang An sneered in his heart, and when he gathered his energy, he instantly sensed that the man was slowly approaching the window. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan． com

There were candles burning in the window.

The man is outside. He should be able to see the two figures sitting opposite each other in front of the window, right?

A flash of thought.

The next moment, a simple knife penetrated the window lattice and slashed at Wang An's head!

Brush!

At this moment, Wang An instantly raised the blade, and the five hundred muscles in his body completed a contraction in an instant, and majestic strength was poured into the blade, and it hit the sword!

Sand!

The Pu knife was held up by the Weisheng knife, cutting the window lattice horizontally!

"Ah!" Zhao Meng shouted in panic and rolled on the spot.

The rolling motion knocked over the candlestick.

The bedroom suddenly became dark!

In this darkness, the Wild Goose Wing Knife slid smoothly down the blade of the Pu Knife. The friction of gold and iron made a rustling sound that made people's teeth hurt.

The moment the blade was about to touch the tang, the Wei Sheng knife suddenly turned!

In an instant, it was chopped on the left hand holding the knife!

"Hiss——"

Half of the palm was cut off directly by the knife!

A gasping sound sounded in the darkness. The man let go of his left hand, grabbed a long-handled sword with his right hand, and dragged the knife back.

In the window lattice, a tiger leaped out!

Wang An's muscles all over his body contracted, vibrating the air and raising the sound of wind, which also caused a tiger's roar to erupt in the air!

Step!

He stepped on the ground with his left foot, put one palm against the back of the knife, grabbed the handle of the knife with the other hand, and pushed the Weisheng knife horizontally, with the blade facing outward!

The enemy barely took two steps, but was caught up by Wang An, who quickly waved his sword to meet him!

Dang!

The blades collide.

Mars flew everywhere.

Even though half of the enemy's hand was cut off, he was reluctant to leave it behind, and a gap suddenly appeared on the ghost-slaying sword!

Fine cracks appear on the blade!