Zhang Jiabao was carrying two suitcases of luggage and was about to board the ship with the leader. saw Zhang Chuanliang staggering, his back was gloomy, and he couldn't bear it.

Although Zhang Chuanliang committed an unspeakable crime, saying that tigers do not eat children, he wanted to kill his own nephew who was closely related by blood, and also killed many innocent people in the magic school.

But in fact, he was very pitiful. Zhang Jiabao remembers that every year at the family banquet, he is a lonely person. His wife died young, his son ran away all day long, and the clan was estranged from him. When Zhang Jiabao was very young, Zhang Chuanliang hugged him once, but he didn't have a smile on his face, so that Zhang Jiabao didn't dare to get close to him when he grew up.

Now that I think about it, if I could have given my uncle some understanding and care a few years earlier, maybe he wouldn't have become what he is today. Zhang Jiabao decided to persuade Zhang Chuanliang to turn back, after all, he was his uncle and his father's brother. Looking at his aging appearance, there are not many years to live, and Zhang Jiabao doesn't want his life to be just a tragedy.

The leader saw that Zhang Jiabao was in the same boat with the Nine Hall Masters without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and said to the short warrior with a dagger: "Old Five, go over and look at it." Lao Wu hugged his fists and took the order, and also sat on Zhang Chuanliang's boat. The chief himself devoted himself to taking care of Shangguan Naiya, taking a coat and draping it over her, sitting bent over her head to protect her from the rain, and feeding her water with a sheepskin water bag. Even the fourth child with a broken palm has never been taken care of by him.

"The water is fast and the wind is strong, and they all work hard to row. The chief commanded the people. Although the river is small, it is nearly a mile wide, so don't let the water wash down the waterfall, you have to paddle to the other side.

Several warriors pushed the boat on the shore, and when the boat could move freely, they jumped onto the boat. Zhang Jiabao opened his mouth to say something to Zhang Chuanliang, who was sitting alone in silence, but saw He Xiaoping leave the convoy and chase after him in the storm.

"He Xiaoping, you are crazy! Go back!" Zhang Jiabao stood up and shouted.

When He Xiaoping heard Zhang Jiabao's words, he cried and shook his head, stubbornly rushed to the shore, and waded into the turbid water. Her thin gauze skirt had already been drenched by the heavy rain, revealing a somewhat plump figure, and her wet messy hair was sticky on her face, embarrassed. With difficulty, she sank step by step from the silt on the shore into the river, waving her hands and crying, "Wait for me...... I'm going to ...... with you."

When the river overflowed He Xiaoping's waist, there was no trap of silt, and the turbulent river suddenly washed her out several meters away.

"Xiaoping!" Zhang Jiabao exclaimed, and wanted to go into the water to save people, completely forgetting that he didn't know how to be water-based. Lao Wu grabbed him, jumped out of the boat and pulled He Xiaoping up. Fortunately, it was on the shore, and if he reached the middle of the river, Lao Wu would not have risked saving people.

The leader acquiesced in bringing the infatuated little girl with him. He Xiaoping, who got on the boat, was scared, hugged Zhang Jiabao and cried bitterly, "I thought I would never see you again......." The soaked body was soft and cool, and a pair of air-permeable brocade boots and skirts were covered with filthy mud, covered with rotten leaves, rotten water and plants.

"Fool, why are you so stupid. Zhang Jiabao was both reproachful and pitying.

"You kid have to treat her well, people don't want anything for you. The fifth child took off his clothes and wrung out the yellow water of the river, although he would soon be re-immersed by the rain.

"Can't you even go home?" He Xiaoping asked, with snot bubbles still hanging on his upper lip.

"Haha, what are you going back to?" the old man smiled, "The brothers haven't opened meat for a long time, first peel and fry it until it is fragrant and crispy, and sprinkle with a little sesame seeds." Then cut the meat into pieces and boil them in water with peppers and salt. ”

He Xiaoping burst into tears and laughed, "That's great, when the time comes, I'll share a little, I've been uncomfortable to death from poor food these days." ”

"How do you eat yourself in the pot?" said the fifth man teasingly. He Xiaoping was stunned, could it be ......

Zhang Jiabao told her that it was just a joke, and glanced at Lao Wu gratefully. This diminutive assassin was not a heinous man, despite his ruthless murderous intentions.

The fifth child smiled "hehe" and stopped talking to them. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the river is so turbulent that it makes people panic. Seeing that the bow of the boat was deflected so badly, it was about to fall behind. Lao Wu pulled away a rowing warrior, snatched his oars and rowed vigorously, and then slowly caught up with the boats in front.

Zhang Chuanliang squatted beside the boat facing the river, holding an unlit pipe in his mouth, looking extremely lonely. Zhang Jiabao cautiously squatted down next to him and said softly: "Uncle, come back to Qingping Prefecture with me, I believe that my father and mother will forgive you." ”

"Forgive, how can they forgive me?" Zhang Chuanliang showed a strange smile on his face, "They owe me." ”

"Yes, we owe it to you. Grandpa didn't give you the warmth, I'll give it to you. I've grown up. Zhang Jiabao smiled sincerely.

The warmth of this smile pierced Zhang Chuanliang's heart for no reason, and he said angrily: "What do you know! Don't fake it here! If it weren't for the Fourth Hall Master to stop me, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

"Is it wrong that I want to come back alive to see my wife and children? Why doesn't Zhang Kemin's old dog want to see me? Why does your father sit comfortably in the position of my patriarch? Why does even my wife have to be looked down upon?" Zhang Chuanliang stood up and scratched his fingers and feet frantically, as if he was fighting against the wind and rain in the sky.

He patted his chest and said in a broken voice: "Come! There is some revenge on me, I don't want to live for a long time! I have been planning to kill you for so many years, you have long hated me!"

The fifth child who was rowing at the tip of the boat understood Zhang Chuanliang's painful past, and sighed in his heart: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and their bodies can't help themselves, and their lives can't help themselves." ”

"Boom!" the rolling thunder drowned out the sound of the man's speech. Zhang Jiabao wiped his face, the rain made his eyes a little blurred, stood up and raised his voice and said: "Uncle! My father said when he was drunk that he wished that he was the one who participated in the war back then, so his own brother would not become so withdrawn and indifferent." ”

"He used to tell me about the two of you when you were young, and you always protected him at that time, and you never let anyone bully him. ”

"Grandpa wanted to talk to you when he died, but at that time you and your cousin had already gone out, which was his regret. ”

"The whole family loves you!"

Zhang Chuanliang's arms drooped, his pipe fell to the ground, his body trembled, and his chest rose and fell violently. Zhang Jiabao stretched out his hand to help him and begged: "Now your nephew has grown up, is sensible, and has a future." Let's get back all these lost years, shall we?"

"There's no going back...... I can't go back!" Zhang Chuanliang's fingernails dug deep into his gray hair, and his head shook violently, like a madman, "I'll kill you demagogic thief!" Picking up the sword that a rowing warrior put on the board, with a "brush" sound, the blade of the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light cut through the rain!

"It's broken!" said the old five, throwing down the oars, wanting to come to help. He Xiaoping, who had been watching the two of them from the side, took a step faster and rushed up desperately to stop Zhang Chuanliang.

Seeing that the blade was about to slash He Xiaoping's head, Zhang Jiabao pushed her away with all his might, and at the same time turned his shoulders to dodge Zhang Chuanliang's attack. Because his body was too sideways, Zhang Jiabao, who had lost his center of gravity, fell into the water with a "poof", and his sword slashed on the board of the boat, and he entered the wood for three points.

"Bao!" He Xiaoping screamed heartbreakingly, and he also wanted to jump into the water.

Lao Wu stopped He Xiaoping, who was grief-stricken and struggling, and glared at Zhang Chuanliang angrily, "Nine Hall Masters!"

"Hahaha!" ...... Zhang Chuanliang stretched out his arms and laughed wildly. The laughter was abruptly interrupted, and he gasped for air, his eyes as if he was choosing someone. Why isn't there a little bit of revenge in my heart? Why?

Zhang Jiabao had been swept out twenty or thirty meters away by the river, his hands were sinking and floating with the river, his eyes and mouth were closed, and his wet hair was hanging down on his little face. Seeing his helpless appearance, Zhang Chuanliang suddenly lost all thoughts and plunged into the water. After a while, both of them were covered by the waves and disappeared.

In the middle of this raging river, no one can survive if they go down.

"Bao...... Ah Bao ...... "He Xiaoping was weakly paralyzed and knelt on the board.

The leader felt sorry for the sad uncle and nephew, sighed, and glanced at Shangguan Naiya, who was still in a fever and coma, "Let's hurry up!"