Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

The streets of Nanjun City were full of yamen runners and constables, who stopped passers-by at will and questioned them.

The whole city was in such chaos that many people were afraid to go out.

The bodies of the more than 600 gangsters killed last night have been carried away.

But on the street, the bright red bloodstains were still there, which looked very scary.

However, the yamen runners and constables had no idea what the masked man looked like or how old he was. At most, they only knew that he was a man.

Therefore, despite the large number of people taking action and questioning passers-by on the streets, they are actually like a group of headless flies.

Some people who were questioned were inevitably panicked because they were afraid of being wrongly accused.

As a result, he was arrested as a suspect and awaited interrogation.

Lu Xunhuan left the inn and strolled slowly along the street from south to north.

After walking for a while, he met several yamen runners who stopped him.

A yamen runner asked, "What's your name and where do you live?"

Lu Xunhuan turned around and pointed casually: "Live over there."

Another bailiff said, "Raise your hands. Search to see if there's any weapon."

When Lu Xunhuan raised his hands, two yamen runners searched him from front to back, turning over all his pockets.

He had a few taels of silver in his pocket, and he had originally wanted to buy something to please the boss's wife while he was shopping.

The bailiff took it out and put it in his pocket.

The bailiff took his silver, left, and went on to interrogate others.

Lu Xunhuan couldn't help but shook his head. The people of Nanjun City were not only bullied by gangs, but also oppressed by the government. How could they survive like this?

After walking for a while, they heard noises of quarreling, shouting, and the sound of weapons clashing from the front.

Then a large group of yamen runners and constables appeared from the corner of the street, surrounding a young man.

The young man, holding a long sword, shouted, "You have no sense of justice. I am a disciple of the Tongmu Sect, a cultivator of immortality. I just entered the city today. What are you doing?"

A chief yamen runner shouted, "You said you were entering the city today, right? I see you entered yesterday and were committing murders all over the city last night. We want to catch the murderer. If you know what's good for you, surrender now."

The young man shouted angrily, "Bullshit! You're confusing right and wrong. What's the difference between you and bandits?"

The leader was annoyed: "Damn it, a small sect dares to act so arrogantly in front of me, arrest them."

At a command, more than 20 yamen runners, each holding a knife, surrounded the man.

Everyone took turns to attack, testing the young man's strength.

After several attempts, the young man became a little embarrassed and seemed to be struggling to face the attack from the group.

Lu Xunhuan watched from a distance and shook his head again.

His strength is too weak, probably about the same as before he met the female ghost master.

He took off his coat, waved it in his hands, and quickly twisted it into a thick rope.

Then, he rushed over like the wind.

The group of yamen runners were about to arrest the young man when suddenly someone rushed over, swinging a piece of clothing with great force, as fast as lightning.

"Crack...crack..."

The clothes hit the yamen runners like sticks with great force.

A moment later, more than twenty yamen runners all flew out.

Lu Xunhuan stood in the middle of the field and turned around to look around.

The yamen runners hurriedly got up from the ground, ignoring the severe pain in their bodies, and ran away one by one.

They were also afraid that they would be killed like those gang members last night, with a bloodbath.

The young man let out a long sigh and bowed, "Thank you, uncle."

Lu Xun Huan stroked his fake beard and whispered, "The city is in chaos. Let's not stay here any longer. Let's go back to the sect."

The young man nodded. "Okay, uncle, could you please leave your name? I'll thank you later."

Lu Xun Huan shook his head: "No need, let's go."

After he finished speaking, he left and disappeared in a flash.

The young man was shocked by his strength and quickly ran away.

Suddenly, an old man with a three-inch beard appeared on the street and beat a group of yamen runners to a pulp. He was seen by residents hiding in their homes nearby.

So, everyone discussed secretly again, was it this uncle who eliminated the gang last night?

After being beaten, the yamen runners ran straight to the yamen in a miserable state.

After they returned, they reported to the governor of the state and insisted that they had found the murderer.

He was a man in his forties with a three-inch beard.

It's just that the murderer was too powerful and they couldn't defeat him.

When the governor heard this, he asked, "Found it?"

The murderer must be very powerful. If he wasn't, how could he have killed so many people in one night?

He originally thought that the murderer had run away after killing someone, and sending everyone out was just a show.

When he heard everyone say that the murderer was still in the city, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

He hurriedly ordered, "Quick, ask the garrison to help catch the murderer."

About half an hour later, tens of thousands of soldiers from the garrison camp were dispatched to guard the four major gates of Nanjun City in the east, south, west and north tightly.

In addition, there were dozens of teams, led by centurions, patrolling the city.

Despite such a big fuss, everyone searched the streets until dark, but still couldn't find the forty-year-old man with a three-inch beard.

At this time, Lu Xunhuan was holding an axe, carving wood into small wedges, and repairing a bed for the boss's wife.

The proprietress held the lamp in front of him, bending over to illuminate him.

Beneath the loose collar, the waves surged.

Lu Xunhuan pushed the wedge into the crack and hit it with the butt of the axe.

Once the wedge is driven in, the loose parts are firmly fixed.

In this way, once all the loose places are wedges driven in, the entire bed will be as solid as a rock.

The boss lady watched him repair the bed and teased him with jokes.

"My dear husband, you are quite capable, aren't you?"

Lu Xunhuan said, "It's just so-so."

The proprietress chuckled and said, "This skill of drilling the seam is very skillful and superb."

Lu Xunhuan said, "That's right, this job is very particular."

The proprietress asked, "What's the point?"

Lu Xunhuan also smiled: "For example, if the seam is big, we need to use something thicker."

"Hahaha……"

The proprietress was laughing so hard that her whole body was shaking.

Lu Xunhuan fixed one spot, moved around the bed, and went to the other side.

"Madam boss, please keep your voice down and don't scare the customers in the store."

The landlady followed him, holding a lamp, and watched him as he examined the loose parts and cut wedges with an axe.

"My dear husband, where is the beard I made for you at noon?"

Lu Xun Huan said, "Where did you buy that thing? The quality is too poor, and the stickiness is not strong. When I walked on the street, the wind blew and it flew away."

The proprietress reached out and touched his chin: "It looks better without a beard. You look younger and more handsome."

She touched his chin and was reluctant to let go.

I really want to hold Lu Xunhuan in my arms and do it to him now.

But at this moment, someone suddenly shouted at the door of the inn: "Check, let all guests come out."

The proprietress raised her eyes in dissatisfaction, looked down the wooden stairs, and muttered softly, "Are you going to let me live?"

She didn't want to show up, but the waiter called out from below: "Boss, Boss, the general is here to check on the customers."

The proprietress stood up unhappily, put down the lamp and walked to the stairs.

"Why are you howling like ghosts and wolves? The general asked the guests to come out, so you should notify them to come out."

The guy said "Oh" and quickly went to each room to call people.

Lu Xunhuan originally had no intention of showing up.

But after calling other guests, the stupid guy remembered that there was another guest who was repairing the bed in the proprietress's room.

He called out again, "Madam, all the guests have come out. There is one more person missing. He is in your room. Please ask him to come down."

The boss lady was so angry that she wanted to fire him.

An officer looked up at the proprietress and asked, "Why, there aren't enough guest rooms, so you're staying in the proprietress's room?"

The proprietress chuckled twice, and her laughter was extremely ambiguous.

Lu Xunhuan appeared behind the proprietress: "What's wrong?"

The proprietress said, "It's alright, sir. The general is here to check and will leave after he's done."

The officer said with a half-smile: "Boss lady, you are an old cow eating young grass."

The proprietress rolled her eyes: "Oh, I knew someone would say I'm an old cow eating young grass, but I just love it, okay, Master Jun?"

At this time, a soldier came to report: "Captain, that person is not here."

The officer smiled at the proprietress and said, "Okay, take your time eating. We're leaving now."

After the officer and the soldiers left, Lu Xunhuan fixed the last loose spot.

"Okay, boss lady, lie down and toss around."

The proprietress obediently rolled onto the bed and rolled back and forth.

"Oh, it's really strong, my dear husband, let's try it together..."

She posed coquettishly and turned her head in a charming manner.

But there was no sign of the young husband in the room.

She quickly got up, went downstairs, and went straight to Lu Xunhuan's room.

But Lu Xunhuan's room was pitch black, without even a light, and it didn't look like there was anyone there.

She asked the waiter, "Where is Xiang Gong?"

The clerk replied, "I think I saw him go out?"

The proprietress hurried to the door of the store: "Oh, this... this is so dangerous..."

But she could only worry about nothing.

Lu Xunhuan has disappeared.