Chapter 40: The Tribulation
"Uncle, when you say that, I'm really, hard to answer."
Duan He thought about it for a long time, not knowing how to face this old man.
The old man trembled, and said, "When I was young, I did not know the dangers of the world, and I did too many wrong things. Now that I'm old, I didn't expect to guess one thing correctly. Strong man, if I promise that I will never tell you your whereabouts, can you let me go? ”
"I can't." Duan He's answer was crisp.
When a man lives, no one can be sure what he does. The current Duan He can't afford to take a little risk.
The old man nodded and said, "In that case, the strong man will do it." It's just my little grandson, he doesn't know anything and doesn't understand anything. If a strong man still has some hearts, please let that child go. Otherwise, I won't let you go. ”
Duan He took out his sword and stabbed it with a sword. The sword pierces through the heart and kills instantly.
The old man's body shook three times, and with a bang, he fell to the ground and died.
There was not the slightest horror in his eyes, but it was as if there was a sense of relief.
Duan He stepped forward and bowed three times to the old man's corpse. Then he wiped his sword with his tattered clothes.
"Uncle, kill you, I have no choice. If you don't die, it will be difficult for us to live in peace. I, Duan He, am ashamed of you, and in the next life, I will be compensated. ”
Duan He clenched his fists and turned around and left. After a few steps, I turned back again.
"Uncle, I, I am full of sins, in the next life, I will make more compensation. I can't keep that kid. ”
After saying another word, Duan He turned around and left.
His sword was confiscated. After taking a few steps with his sword, he returned to the child's side.
The child is still eating, he is already full. It's just that I haven't eaten anything good for too long, and it's hard to give it up, so I desperately stuff it into my mouth.
Duan He walked behind him softly, the back on the ground was thin and quiet, and the sword in Duan He's hand was much bigger than him.
He could not kill the child, but if the child found his grandfather, it would be even more sad.
"Just let me not be sad."
Duan He comforted himself and stabbed him with a sword.
This sword was much slower than his usual sword speed. This life is so weak and incapable of resisting, he really can't bear to do it.
But how can people just think about the things of this world?
When the sword passed, and when he was only a few millimeters away from the child, Duan He retracted the sword.
He had a hard time getting his hands dirty.
"Don't kill the elderly, don't kill women, don't kill children. I don't have much left right now. ”
Duan He smiled wryly, shook his head, and turned to leave.
It all comes and goes fast. Duan He's steps were light enough, that child had just experienced a life-and-death difficulty, and he crawled back from the ghost gate, still unaware.
Duan He returned to the old man, dragged him up, and galloped away. It took a while to put his body down.
In winter, there are quite a few beggars who freeze to death on the streets. No one would care that this beggar died here, Duan He put his body away and left.
It's far away from that kid, Duan He understands. Let the child be lost as a grandfather, and the child cannot be allowed to see the face of death.
He suddenly remembered himself, and now he has done this light kung fu, but how can he think like this?
If it's good, if everything is okay. Perhaps, his father will not die, and the family is still a big family at this time, so there is no need to run around like this.
With a sigh of emotion, Duan He left.
That child may not have imagined that after eating the most sumptuous meal since birth, he would lose the closest person in the world.
Back in the house, Duan He's face was heavy, and the sword was put away and not exposed at all.
Ju Siliang didn't dare to come forward to talk, so he could only look at it from afar. The sense of decadence on Duan He's body, the invisible pressure filled the room.
"It's finished?" Zhang Zeqing asked.
Duan He nodded, put away the sword, and walked directly to the hut without saying a word.
In the hut, Ling Li was lying there, her eyes closed by Duan He, and she looked like she was sleeping.
After closing the door of the hut, Duan He sat down beside Ling Li.
"Ling Li, I know you're awake, you can hear me." Duan He said.
"Today, I'm killing again. It's been a long time, and it's been a long time since I've taken the initiative to kill someone like this. I killed the old man, his grandson, and I was afraid that I would not survive in the cold. I did this so that I could have peace of mind. Right? It's not right."
Ling Li didn't react, Duan He stepped forward and grabbed Ling Li's hand.
"Ling Li, are you difficult to answer me? I guess, it must be difficult for you to accept this matter in your heart, I, Duan He, will be covered with such a shadow for the rest of my life. If this is the case in the future, a life of obscurity will pass. If you become famous in the future, it will be difficult to calm down in your life. Duan He sighed.
After talking to Ling Li for a long time, or talking to himself for a long time, Duan He got up and opened the door of the hut.
Outside the door, Chu Xiao sent someone to bring food. Zhang Zeqing looked excited about the lunch box, and asked the person who delivered the meal about his whereabouts. I don't know what he heard, and the smile on his face was even stronger.
Duan He took Ling Li and came out of the back room.
Sometimes she would take Ling Li to eat, which was Ju Siliang's idea. Ling Li's wound has healed at present, but his head is seriously injured, and there are many things that are difficult to distinguish.
A few people sat down to eat, and Duan He not only had to eat himself, but also feed Ling Li. The thin, greasy stuff was put into Ling Li's mouth. People will instinctively swallow to help themselves live.
Zhang Zeqing opened the lunch box and brought four dishes for dinner, roast chicken, three kinds of slips, peanuts, and a plate of sauced beef.
Duan He picked up a slice of sauced beef and put it in his mouth.
A cow is killed and unloaded into large pieces of beef. Put the good part in the pot and cook until soft, let it cool, slice it, and pour it with thick marinade, which is fragrant and attractive.
After taking a bite and chewing it a few times in his mouth, Duan He couldn't help but praise it, the taste of this sauce beef is exquisite.
After chewing a few times, Duan He remembered someone.
A good friend I haven't seen in a long time.
The last time they said goodbye, the two of them fought to the death. Now that the years have passed, I don't know what has happened to that person.
Ju Siliang and Zhang Zeqing also ate happily, this Chu Xiao served good wine and food every day, which was much better than eating in the rivers and lakes.
The three of them ate for a while, and Duan He smashed the sauce beef with chopsticks and put it in Ling Li's mouth for her to eat. Ju Siliang was on the side, and he made another difficulty.
"This Confucian has never eaten these days, and I don't dare to feed him rashly. Now he has some signs of waking up, and if he goes on like this, he is afraid that it will be difficult to save him. ”
"So, what is the Divine Doctor going to do?" As soon as he heard about Confucius, Duan He's eyes widened.
"After eating this meal, I have to prick his acupuncture points to stimulate him to wake up, otherwise, he won't live long."