The woman hummed a lullaby and looked at the boy reluctantly with teary eyes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The boy was still young, and he was lying in a wooden basin, looking extremely sleepy. He stretched out his hand to the woman weakly, shouting for his mother in his heart, but he couldn't scream out on his lips, and anxious tears raged in the corners of his eyes.

The tub pushed away, drifting forward along the river, gradually drifting towards the center of the river, and the vague figure of the woman chased after the river, choking until it disappeared.

It was a strange river, half water, the other half empty, endless void.

The child's wooden basin eventually drifted into the abyss-like void......

Fall...... Fall...... Fall......

Awakened.

Wang Ergou opened his eyes violently, and the pillow under the right side of his face was already soaked with sweat and tears. He was lying facing the window, the window paper was white, and he didn't sleep long at all.

It was a resounding dream, and it had awakened him countless times. He thought that the boy in his dream was himself, but the elegant woman was not his mother.

His mother was a village woman, and when she laughed, her mouth was full of yellow teeth, so simple that it had nothing to do with elegance.

Although the appearance of the woman in the dream is hazy, she is definitely a beauty, very beautiful, even if she is crying in heartbreak, she is the most beautiful person Wang Ergou has ever seen.

But every time I recall her appearance, why is there a sharp pain in my heart?

All accidents in the world are inevitable after dressing up, and the same is true for accidental awakenings.

Wang Ergou didn't have time to relive this dream, because he felt the presence of another "person" at this time, and "he" was on the bed, right behind him.

Wang Ergou's back doesn't have long eyes, but he can "see" it. This is inexplicable, just like some wives know that their husbands are cheating without leaving the house.

Wang Ergou felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the cold came from the blade of the "man", but the "man" did not take any action. Wang Ergou tried his best to soothe his breathing, and at the same time listened attentively to "his" reaction.

Obviously, "he" had held his breath, but "his" weapon was smiling, Wang Ergou trusted his instincts, and he even realized that as long as he turned to look at him, the blade would pierce his back.

The knife was on the side behind him against the wall, perhaps under the feet of the "man".

Now, he can only be faster than anyone - Wang Ergou suddenly rolled over and got up, swept the man's leg with one pair of feet, and drew the knife with his left hand.

But the knife was gone.

Wang Ergou felt a chill in his heart, and in the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a gray shadow with a ray of blue light coming towards him.

If you are an ordinary person, it is difficult to dodge the blue dagger between this lightning and fire.

But Wang Ergou is not an ordinary person. As soon as he slapped the mattress, he shattered the bed board, and his body fell under the bed, and he rolled and slammed the door.

Next to Wang Ergou's thatched hut is the pigsty, because of his good work attitude of no regrets and hard work, the shopkeeper Li Dazui let him work part-time to watch the garden at night - of course, there is no more processing money, and Wang Ergou has never mentioned to the shopkeeper about processing money.

He stood still at the door of the pigsty, and the pig saw his back, and ran out in a hurry, and leaned on the wall of the pen, arching the back of the king and the second dog.

Wang Ergou put his hands behind his back and skillfully inserted the index finger and middle finger of his right hand into the nostrils of the pig, gently rubbing them, but his eyes were fixed on the door.

The gray shadow didn't make him wait long, it shot out like an arrow, and it could be seen that the blue dagger in his left hand was simmered with poison.

The hood on his head makes it impossible to see his face.

Wang Ergou greeted him empty-handed, and instantly broke up more than ten moves with the man, and then the two separated.

"Is it you?" Wang Ergou couldn't help but shout, after the fight, he already knew that this person was the murderer who killed Mao Wulu in the sixth room of Tianzi yesterday afternoon.

"If you have the courage to kill, you don't have the courage to leave your name, you are not a hero!"

The man sneered twice in a dumb voice: "Even if you are a dying person, it is useless to know my name." If it's useless, why should I say more? "He was about forty or fifty years old.

Wang Ergou suddenly knew in his heart - this person must be the killer of Sun Youcai and Zhuang Qiao, he was bumped into by Wang Ergou during the day, and he may be in heaven and earth at night, although all thirty black-clothed swordsmen fell into the trap, and he must have followed him in the shadows and followed him back to Changqing Tower.

Wang Ergou knew that his identity could not be hidden, unless this gray-robed man died here, he would not want to mix in Changqing Building in the future - it didn't matter if he was unemployed, but if the news was transmitted back to his hometown, it would not make his parents lose face, this is what he cared about.

With a certain heart, he attacked the gray-robed man again.

Those who dare to work hard have the potential to be the best in the world. But only those who can stay calm while working hard can become the real number one in the world.

Wang Ergou is this kind of person.

The East is getting whiter and whiter, and this scene warms his heart. For fifteen years, every morning at the beginning of the morning, he practiced martial arts in the courtyard, while the master sat on the steps of the doorway, dozing off intently.

But as soon as Wang Ergou was lazy, the stone in the master's hand popped out.

The two of them dismantled forty or fifty moves, all of them were gray-robed people attacking, and Wang Ergou was defending. Gradually, the defender lost the upper hand and retreated towards the pigsty step by step, while the gray-robed man attacked more and more, and the blue blade drew a devilish smile against the background of the morning glow.

"Go!"

Wang Ergou snorted, and took the palm of the gray-robed man in his lower abdomen, and then fell into the pigsty and lay on the ground.

The pig was very worried about Wang Ergou and ran over to arch his face, but Wang Ergou did not make the slightest movement.

The gray-robed man sneered and walked into the pigsty, and Wang Ergou had become a fish.

The pig screamed for help and blocked the gray-robed man with his body, trying to save his friend.

The other pigs in the pens heard this and screamed in unison: Help, help, the Blade of Mercy is in danger!

The gray-robed people were horrified, but they didn't expect the pig here to be like crazy, and the blue blade stabbed sharply, and the knife pierced the neck of the pig in front of him.

The pig's eyes widened, and he looked up at the killer in front of him in disbelief, then coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and fell on Wang Ergou's calf, his body twitched a few times, and then he didn't move anymore.

The blue blade dripped blood and swung it again, this time targeting Wang Ergou's neck.

Suddenly, the dung of the pigsty was raised, and with a "bell", the blue blade poked something, and it was not until the dung fell that the gray robe saw clearly that it was a knife, a broken knife.

A black green wide-backed knife with a broken knife body still carved with patterns, and a broken knife that was hidden in the pigsty by Wang Ergou two years ago.

"It's ......"

At the same time that the gray-robed people were horrified, their lower abdomen had been kicked by someone, Wang Ergou turned over, and the broken knife turned over the river and attacked the gray-robed people continuously.

"You ......"

Wang Ergou didn't allow him to say more, the sword flickered, and the gray-robed man did not have the slightest gap to fight back. With this blade in hand, Wang Ergou is confident that he is invincible in the world. Because of this broken knife, there is the lifelong sweat and sealed soul of Master, Master Tai, Master Tai and so on all the heroes of the broken knife in the past dynasties.

With the knife in hand, he is not fighting alone.

The gray-robed man had no intention of fighting and fled.

Wang Ergou didn't chase him, he didn't want to chase, just because his legs were faintly numb.

The legs were stained with pig blood, and the pig's blood was not red, but blue, a highly poisonous blue. Wang Ergou knew that the blue blade must be one of the most poisonous blades in the world, and he was poisoned after only a few drops of blood.

He sat down next to the pig and gently stroked its nostrils, which were still damp but cold.

It won't wake up, it won't cling to the wall, and it won't listen to him pour out his thoughts.

"I'm sorry...... Jack bauer...... I still haven't been able to protect you to the end......" Wang Ergou choked, his only friend in Kaifeng City actually said goodbye to him in this way.

The sky is getting brighter and darker.

Just before he was about to faint, he thought: There is already a high poison in the soil of this pigsty, and he wants to raise pigs in the future, once the poisonous pork is eaten by the guests, the shopkeeper can ......

The shopkeeper Li Dazui was melancholy, because Wang Ergou was missing.