Promise of wind and rain

Winter is just over and the weather is starting to warm up.Although it is still a little cold in the morning and evening, it is warm and pleasant at noon when the red sun is in the sky.

Fulai County is a small but prosperous county town. The streets in the small town are well-organized, and the elegant buildings stand along the street. On the two main roads running from east to west and north to south, there are many stalls neatly and orderly, and the voices of shouting come and go , just in time for the lively and festive market held every other day.

This season is when businessmen from all over the world start to go out frequently to do business, so there are many strangers in the city.Occasionally, there are some outstanding ones, but they have not attracted everyone's attention.

But at this moment, the busiest place in the entire county is actually at the announcement office at the gate of the city.

On weekdays, this stone slab is only used by the county government to post some irrelevant announcements or announcements. Some county residents who can read a few words occasionally glance at it when they pass by. This place has never received special attention from everyone since its establishment. .

But this time, almost all the people in the city ran out of their homes and surrounded the gate of the city, wanting to take a look at the rare things pasted on the stone slabs.

Even if there was a time when the government issued a list to arrest a gangster, it was not as grand as today's crowds of people vying to watch.

Two policemen who were patrolling the street rushed over upon hearing the sound, looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, pushed aside the crowd, and squeezed into the innermost part.

"Get out of the way, what does it look like to be blocked at the gate of the city? Don't look, the street is blocked by you! Go home!" Detective A pushed the crowd, trying to drive everyone away.

It's just that he alone was no match for the people who were full of curiosity and gossip, and he didn't drive everyone away, but he staggered and was almost squeezed by the crowd.

Policeman B pulled him up, pointed to the bulletin posted on the slate and said, "Leave them alone, come and see this."

Policeman A looked at the yellowed paper newly pasted on the slate, which was covering the notice posted in the county government just two days ago.

"What are you looking at, this place is not allowed to post notices privately, tear them up. It will really cause trouble." Police A said impatiently, reaching out to reveal the notice.

"Wait a minute." Captain B stopped him helplessly, pointing to the words on the bulletin board, "Haven't you heard of this Wuji Villa? Recently, it has become famous in the world, and its momentum almost overwhelms the Qingfeng Sword Sect. The article said that on the [-]th birthday of the old owner of Wuji Mountain Villa, Yan invites guests from all over the world. No matter people in the world or ordinary people, as long as they go, they will be treated as guests."

"So what?" Captain A was still at a loss.

Policeman B sighed: "I asked you to read a few more words, you still think it's annoying. It's written here, those who reveal the list will be killed without mercy. I think you'd better not be reckless, and let's talk about it after Catcher Song has read it. "

But fast catcher A waved his hand and said, "You are the only one who has a lot of things! These people in the Jianghu like to scare people with alarmist things, and even kill them without mercy. They think they are the emperor."

He was talking, but his hand was faster than his mouth. He stretched out his hand and peeled off the paper on the slate, rolled it up and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Policeman B didn't have time to stop him, his face turned pale.

Detective A patted him and said: "I'll expose it, I'm okay. As a member of the public family, this is our duty, and you think too much. You don't go to teahouses to listen to those storytellers in the future." People tell some hype stories." Then he shouted to the crowd in front of him: "Okay, okay, stop crowding around and watch the fun, what should you do!"

The people onlookers made disappointing noises and began to slowly disperse into the city.

Policeman A dragged Policeman B, who was still looking around vigilantly, and walked towards the street together. Before he had taken two steps, a gloomy and cold hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Post it back."

"Who?!" When Captain B heard the voice, he couldn't help shaking and shouted loudly.

Detective A finally became alert.

"Post it back." No abnormal person was seen anywhere, but the gloomy voice sounded again, like whispering right next to the ear.That voice as rough as sandpaper, combined with that cold tone, made one's scalp tingle and his whole body feel chilly.

The people who were about to leave stopped again, looking around curiously, and some people looked at the two police officers who were still standing in front of the stone slab.Curiosity is curiosity, but no one dared to take a step forward. They only dared to squeeze in the crowd, probably because of the uncomfortable voice.

Detective A pulled out his knife and shouted loudly: "Who is your Excellency, why don't you dare to show your true colors?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing by his side, and the contaminated skin felt a layer of goose bumps.

Police A and B turned around vigilantly, only to see a man in gray standing beside them.There were dozens of common people present, as well as two arresters with martial arts skills, but no one could see clearly how he got here, as if he appeared out of thin air.

"Put it back, or die!" The man lowered his face slightly, his eyelids rolled up, and his cold black eyes were fixed on the policeman.

Detective A shook the handle of the knife in his hand.Just looking at this aura, one knows that the two of them are definitely not this person's opponents.It's just that in broad daylight, and he is a member of the public family, he doesn't believe that this person really dares to hurt others.

"Brother, this is the responsibility of the two of us, and we didn't intend to make things difficult." Police A thought for a while and said, "If you need to post a notice, you only need to submit a paper to the yamen—" Before he finished speaking, he felt a heat on his chest, a cluster of bright blood spattered in front of his eyes, and a few drops fell on his face, with a feeling of fishy heat.The surrounding people uttered frightened shouts, and finally they dared not hang around anymore, and ran away in all directions.

He glanced down in disbelief.The weapon in his hand was cut in half by someone, and the sharp blade cut through the blade he was protecting in front of his chest, and slashed straight at his chest.

Around the deep bone wound, the bright red flesh turned outwards, and the gurgling blood rushed to the ground with his vitality.

If it wasn't for Catcher B who pulled him back quickly with sharp eyes and hands, Catcher A would have died by now.

Detective Kuaijia cried out in pain, fell backwards, his queens clutched his chest helplessly, hoping that the blood wouldn't flow any more.

Policeman B supported his colleague, looked anxiously at the person in front of him, his face was pale: "We treated you with courtesy and did not offend you, how dare you do such a murderous thing?!" The man made a strange voice in his throat, and said He said: "What are you, you deserve to point out what Wuji Villa has done. Those who reveal the list, kill Wuxi. It is your good fortune that you two unknown juniors can die under the sword of Wuji Villa today." The man said He raised his sword again, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at the two most humble ants.

Policeman B gritted his teeth and dragged his colleague back a few steps, knowing that he was invincible, but he could only raise his knife to be on guard.

A gust of wind hit, and the wind blew on his face, almost as sharp as a knife.Captain B didn't have time to think about how sharp the blade behind it was, so he could only bite the bullet and push it against it.

The expected great pain did not strike, but at some point in time, two fair-faced teenagers in brocade clothes appeared in front of him.

Detective A was still moaning feebly on the ground, while Detective B stared blankly at the head of the boy in light yellow silk clothes in front of him, not knowing what happened for a moment.

The other boy was dressed in a silver-white shirt, with his waist and wrists cinched, and his long jet-black hair was simply tied up.There is also a pair of silver-white short boots on the feet.Slender and capable, with a dashing and heroic figure.

What shocked policeman B even more was that the boy in the silver shirt, who was only as tall as his chest, used only a piccolo to block the sword of the man who was about to kill him.

The boy in yellow turned his head and smiled at him, his slightly curved peach blossom eyes were more charming than the bright and beautiful spring scenery.

The boy only glanced at him, then turned his head to look in another direction, and said in a clear and smiling voice: "Daddy, what do you think we should do with this ugly and annoying villain?"