As the three of them came to the store more and more, and they never shied away from Lao Yang, Lao Yang knew more and more inside stories.

As the days went by, Lao Yang became more and more unable to do it.

Lao Yang's relationship with those three people is getting better and better, and he decides to forget about those unhappy things. Because in his opinion, "the death of his wife and son" really has nothing to do with the three of them.

The stars are moving, the white horse is passing through the gap, and more than ten years have passed in a flash......

Over the years, Lao Yang has watched the three major forces move from the honeymoon period to the ice age, as well as the cannibalistic period. He knew the helplessness of the three of them, but he had nowhere to speak. The three of them still came here, but they never appeared together again, sometimes they came alone, sometimes they came with their son.

Sun Lingyun has a son, Lin has no intention of having a son, although Huang Feng has never brought a son, but he always chatters, saying that he actually has a son. When he saw their son, Lao Yang would think of his son who died at the age of seven.

It's just that Lao Yang has no resentment in his heart. Instead, there was a little more pampering and pity, and he regarded their son as his own. Therefore, when I was about to kill Lin Yi, Lao Yang stopped me, he wanted to save the son of the old man.

After rescuing Lin Yi, Lao Yang regarded him as his own and affectionately called him his second son. Really treat him as if he were his own son.

Similarly, towards monkeys and Huang Jie, Lao Yang also has a general attitude.

Lao Yang has long passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, after the death of Lin Wuyi, Sun Lingyun, and Huang Feng one after another. He knew he didn't have long to live. There is still half a year, a year, and Lao Yang can't say clearly. He knew he was going to die anyway.

It's almost there.

"I don't understand that. ”

Hearing this, the monkey said, "Uncle Yang, since you regard us as sons, why do you want to kill us now?"

Lao Yang smiled bitterly and continued.

It happened half a month ago.

Lao Yang slept one night, and in a daze, he saw in the darkness a woman with a bloody head and a terrifying face, and a white-faced, white-bodied, gloomy child standing in front of his bed.

Old Yang screamed in horror.

Lin Yi, who was sleeping on the side, rushed over in a panic and asked Lao Yang what was going on. At this moment, the woman disappeared with the child. Lao Yang sat up, panting heavily, covered in cold sweat.

He saw it clearly. The woman was his wife, and his children were his sons.

Lao Yang thought it was just a nightmare, so he got up in the middle of the night to make himself a pot of tea, and went to the spirits of his wife and son to burn incense. But what he didn't expect was that for the next three days, he could see his wife and son standing in front of the bed every night.

His wife's head was bleeding, and the blood was dripping to the ground, and the son was gloomy and called him with his mouth open, "Daddy, Daddy."

After coming down again and again, Lao Yang was even made of a nervous breakdown, and he didn't even dare to sleep at night.

Once, his wife bent down and grabbed him by the throat and said viciously, "Won't you avenge us?!" The son also grabbed his calf and cried, "Dad, I died a miserable death......

After Lao Yang woke up, his throat and calves seemed to have been scratched, and he insisted that his wife and son were really back, but Lin Yi said that he had just had a nightmare and had not seen any women and children.

Lao Yang said that of course Lin Yi couldn't see it.

Lao Yang also said that his wife and children came back this time to urge him to take revenge. Because he didn't live long and didn't take revenge, I'm afraid it would be too late.

So he decided to kill us and just wait for us to come again.

This belief was very strong in his heart, and no matter how much Lin Yi persuaded him, he couldn't stop his plan.

Why didn't he kill Lin Yi? Because he thought that his wife and son had forgiven Lin Yi, otherwise Lin Yi was in the same room with him, why didn't his wife and son go to him?

He thinks that the real resentment of his wife and son is the head of the three major forces, that is, me, Monkey, and Huang Jie.

After we really came, Lao Yang began to lay out his murder plan. Lin Yi provoked me again and again and attacked me, in fact, he was reminding me.

Several times Lao Yang was ready to do it, but our vigilance was too high, and we would wake up immediately at the slightest disturbance.

Lao Yang knew that he was not our opponent, so he asked Lin Yi to go outside to buy meat and bring back a gun. However, Lin Yi also "accidentally" shook the gun out, and the angry old Yang beat Lin Yi violently on the spot.

In the end, after Yamamoto Miyamura came, Lao Yang knew that his time had come.

Lao Yang took our guns and let us fight, and then he sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, and the fisherman reaped the benefits. After we took out Yamamoto Miyamura, Lao Yang also walked out with a gun.

"Now, you understand, right?" laughed Lao Yang.

"Uncle Yang. The monkey said seriously: "I understand your suffering and sadness, but I still want to say that you really have nightmares, maybe you also have some mental problems, if you want, we are willing to take you to the best psychiatrist in Dragon City......

"I'm not sick!" Lao Yang shouted: "The second son also said that I was sick, but the truth is that none of you understand it at all! Why do you gangsters fight with weapons, why should we let our common people suffer? I hate you to death, and I want to kill you all!"

"So, all of you go and die!"

Lao Yang raised his gun and tapped his finger at the trigger.

Bang!

Before we could react, gunshots rang out from the opposite direction.

I turned my head to look at the monkey in shock.

The monkey did not fall.

I looked at Huang Jie again, and Huang Jie didn't fall. I touched myself again, and there was no pain anywhere. Zheng Wu on the edge frowned and said, "Old Yang, you can't do this marksmanship......

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and someone fell.

Lao Yang fell.

On Lao Yang's back, there was also a blood hole the size of a peach pit, and someone had obviously shot him in the back.

But there was no one behind Lao Yang, only the wind and snow in the sky, and I don't know when, the snow fell again.

This......

Before I could wonder, a black shadow slid down on the telephone pole behind Lao Yang. The black shadow stood firm, still holding a gun in his hand, it was Ma Jie.

"Brother Monkey. Ma Jie shouted.

The monkey nodded and quickly rushed to Lao Yang's corpse. Then I realized why the monkey was so calm and relaxed, it turned out that there was Ma Jie staring at us in the dark. We also ran over, only to see that Lao Yang was already out of breath and looked peaceful before he died.

The monkey picked up the gun in Lao Yang's hand again, and when he unloaded the magazine, he found that there was no bullet in it.

We were all amazed.

The monkey sighed and said, "Lao Yang doesn't want to kill us, he is deliberately seeking death." ”

We stood aside, watching Lao Yang's body gradually buried by the wind and snow, and we didn't know what to do in our hearts, but we only felt mixed feelings, a little bit of sadness, and a little bit of sadness.

"By the way, how is Lin Yi?!" the monkey suddenly shouted.

A few of us rushed into the tent at once.

Inside the tent lay a number of corpses, all of Yamamoto's men. We ran into the innermost room again, and the inside of the room was pitch black, and there was a sound of "woo-woo" from the corner.

The monkey turned on the lamp casually, and saw that there were only two beds and some necessary living utensils inside, and at the foot of the innermost bed sat a person, his body tied with flowers, and a rag stuffed in his mouth.

I rushed over and removed the rag from Lin Yi's mouth.

"Brother Fei......" Lin Yi gasped: "How is Uncle Yang?"

"Dead. ”

Lin Yi was stunned, and I helped him untie the rope on his body. Lin Yi walked out, came to the outside of the tent, looked at Lao Yang on the ground, knelt down suddenly, and cried bitterly. We didn't speak, we just stood aside and watched him cry.

The snow was falling, turning us into motionless snowmen.

After a long, long time, Lin Yi stood up and said to us: "Go in, please drink a bowl of mutton soup." ”

We went into the tent and sat down, and we didn't see the dead people in the ground. Jin Pill Puff.

Lin Yi stood on the edge of the fire, making mutton soup slowly and methodically, his movements, posture and back were very similar to Lao Yang. After waiting for more than half an hour, the mutton soup was finally ready, and Lin Yi helped us bring it up bowl by bowl.

We lowered our heads and drank it, and the taste was no different from what Lao Yang made, so we praised it for being delicious.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly a few times and said, "After so many days, I haven't learned anything else, but Lao Yang's ability to make mutton soup has been passed on to me." ”

"Envy, envy. The monkey said, "I have begged for this lamb soup for him not a hundred times, but eighty times." ”

It was still snowing heavily, and the inside of the tent was warm because of the stove. The few of us just sat quietly drinking soup and chatting, as if all the grievances and hatreds no longer existed.

Lin Yi told us that Lao Yang had been diagnosed with brain cancer a long time ago, so he kept saying that he would not live long.

Just a few days ago, Lao Yang's illness became more and more serious, and he even hallucinated, saying that he saw his dead wife and son - this is a normal phenomenon in the advanced stage of brain cancer, that is, mental confusion and hallucinations.

Lin Yi persuaded Lao Yang to see a doctor, but Lao Yang refused, insisting that his wife and son were coming back to him and had something to say to him. In such a daze, Lao Yang thought that he should avenge his wife and son, but he still unloaded all the bullets at the last moment and took an empty gun against us.

Deep down in his heart, he doesn't want to kill us.

He wanted to die, and he was bent on death.

At the end, Lin Yi let out a long sigh and said, "The nightmares of those days really hurt Uncle Yang, who often cried and screamed in the middle of the night, saying that a woman with a disheveled hair and a bloody face came to her......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound of soft footsteps outside the tent.

We are all practitioners, so naturally we heard this voice, and when we looked back strangely, we saw a woman standing at the door with a cloak and a bloody face, grinning at us.