"Stay still, hand over the money and the safe."

There was silence.

The shadow choked in one breath, whoever shouted a word so aggressively, but got no response at all, would have choked in one breath. He rudely pushed the person who was lying still on the bed, "Get up for Lao Tzu, didn't you hear me?"

Still nothing.

"Hey, hey, robbery, get up." The man was pushing vigorously, but suddenly he froze in his heart, this situation... No, such a big movement is just sleeping. Even the dead can wake up. A detective story that he had seen at some point suddenly popped into his mind, and he probably remembered the plot of the story like this. A thief sneaked into a house to steal, and found that the head of the house was standing by the window. He wanted to sneak up on the head of the house, but with a push, the head of the house fell down. It turned out that the person was already dead.

Putting it in Bai Fan's nose and probing it, and still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got out of the terrifying atmosphere.

But thinking of the humiliation just now, he sighed again, "Get up, get up, don't pretend to be dead for Lao Tzu." He had seen Bai Fan before, and he clearly knew that lying The person in the bed is not a vegetative or paralyzed person.

He suddenly raised his hand and stabbed Bai Fan's leg with a knife. He felt that the stab was quite deep. When the knife was pulled out, it was red, and the bedding was quickly stained with blood. Except for the instinctive muscle twitching, there was no sound at all, and even the face still maintained the peaceful demeanor of falling asleep.

The man was a little timid when he saw this strange scene, but since he decided to rob the house, he was already ready to see blood, although the blood was so heart-wrenching , but he still refuses to give up, people die for wealth and birds die for food, no matter where they go, it is a truth.

He dared to tie the person on the bed with a rope, and then began to search the room. Instead, it entered a state of excitement, money, so much money, so much money. He didn't notice that the bloodstains on the man he had bound were getting deeper and deeper.

The feeling of panic made him unable to sleep, so he repeatedly checked to see if there were any signs in the church recently. When he wanted to come, Yin Rui, the leader of the church, was overthrown, and he would have that kind of life-and-death crisis.

Bai Fan never imagined that the incomparably distant event of burglary would come to him one day.

Bai Fan suddenly felt that the words on the scroll seemed a little dark, and said, "Feng'er, turn the oil lamp a little brighter."

"Yes, teacher." Feng'er walked to the oil lamp, picked the wick, and reflected the bright and soft light.

Bai Fan looked at the words on the scroll and frowned, "Feng'er, I said turn the wick, didn't you hear it?"

Feng'er looked at the oil lamp, then looked at the leader holding the scroll, scratched his head and said, "Sect leader, I've turned the oil lamp on."

Bai Fan looked up in disbelief, but saw that the oil lamp was really bright, but why the words were so dark? When Bai Fan was immersed in this doubt, he found that the scenery around him was not only dark, but also began to gradually become blurred. At the same time, a kind of exhaustion from the depths of his soul surged up, Bai Fan forced his eyes open, What's going on here…

Before he lost consciousness, Bai Fan could only hear Feng'er's rough but sincere anxious cry, "What's wrong with you, teacher, teacher..."

…

Bai Fan gradually regained consciousness in the chaos. Before he even opened his eyes, he heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets. The voice was loud and unscrupulous. At the same time, the dull pain in his legs spread to his brain, and Bai Fan also realized that he was bound by five flowers.

Bai Fan closed his eyes and listened to the man cursing calmly, but the hand tied behind his back quietly exerted force, breaking the rope that bound him, without making any sound.

"Damn, where did this kid put the safe." The man in black threw over and over in the room impatiently. Pulling it off, the conspicuous black mole leaked out. In his impression, rich people would buy gold bricks and hide them in the safe at home, so he was still unwilling to find the box of gold.

Bai Fan's eyes opened when the man turned his back to rummage, his sight was so cold for the first time. The hand that had been freed from the restraint picked up a leg stick on the ground, exerted enough strength, and threw it fiercely.

With a click, the leg stick was in the center of the red heart, and slammed violently on the back of the man's neck. I saw that he fainted without humming.

The sky broke, and when the security guard who robbed the house woke up, he found that his situation with Bai Fan had completed a major replacement, and the one tied to the ground became him, and what happened last night? The wound on the leg of the man who couldn't wake up had been simply bandaged, and he was looking at him with a cold face.

Bai Fan saw the man on the ground awake, and raised his lips grimly, "You said, how should I repay you?" Very good, someone dared to insert him when he was unconscious Knife, no wonder he came back so early today.

There is still some time before dawn, just to play with him.

…

"Master, Master, what's the matter with you?"

Yin Rui frowned impatiently, "What's the noise?"

"Very good, Master, you're awake, Feng'er is really happy that you're fine." The maid who was so anxious burst into laughter, although she laughed a little horribly.

Yin Rui, who was rubbing his forehead, moved for a while and raised his deep eyes, "What happened to me just now?"

"Sect Master, you suddenly fainted just now, which really surprised us." Feng'er said honestly.

Yin Rui raised his head sharply, his pupils contracted, he finally realized that something was wrong, and now the oil lamp was still burning in the room, and it was still dark outside...

It is night.