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Panasonic, one table, two chairs, and two people, an old man and a young man.

There are chess games on the table.

The old man was holding on to the black, and was about to fall, when suddenly, the sunspot shattered, turned into powder, and went away with the wind.

"Master?" The young man on the opposite side frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking.

The old man glanced at the empty fingers, and finally turned into a sigh, "Another chess piece is missing." ”

"How so?" The young man was a little stunned, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Just now, someone blocked the heavenly machine, although it was an instant, but it abolished my son." The old man's expression was indifferent.

"Master's meaning, but ......" The young man didn't wait to finish speaking, and stopped talking in time.

"It's a pity that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed." The old man sighed.

"Master, do you know who did it?" Compared with the indifference of the old man, the young man's qi cultivation kung fu is still slightly inferior.

Seeing the old man shaking his head, the young man's face changed slightly, and he was able to cut off the master's exploration, so it can be seen that the identity of the person who started it was by no means ordinary.

"However, the old man still felt a touch of cause and effect in the dark." The old man looked up to the sky.

"Cause and effect? There don't seem to be many causes and effects that can be applied to the master. The young man pondered, "The life and death of the fifth senior brother is uncertain, could it be the senior sister?" ”

Thinking of this possibility, the young man could not help but look surprised.

The old man stroked his beard and did not say a word.

"The sunspot has been abolished, and all you can look forward to now is the white one in your hand." The old man finally fixed his gaze on the white chess piece between the young man's fingers.

The young man couldn't help but look down at the white man in his hand, thoughtful.

……

Call!!!

In the middle of the night, Zhan Bai sat up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, obviously awakened by a nightmare.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" The sound of rustling and dressing sounded beside him, and the oil lamp was lit in the groping, and it was the newlywed wife Nian Li'er with a concerned face.

Under the light of the oil lamp, Nian Li'er's face was slightly red, and she was very shy about the alternative name that Zhanbai had taught her before.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare." Zhan Bai took Nian Li'er into his arms with pity, feeling the slight tremor of the delicate body, but his mind was a lot calmer.

Although he is already a wife and shares the same bed, but for some reason, the two have not yet become husband and wife, and the faint manly aura on Zhanbai's body suddenly disturbed the six gods of Nian Li'er, but in the end he gave up the struggle and shrank meekly in that warm chest.

"Husband, can you tell me what kind of dream it is?"

"Well, it's not a nightmare, it's just that I suddenly felt a strong uneasiness, but the feeling quickly disappeared." Zhanbai is also a little confused.

"It's late at night, so let's sleep." After speaking, Zhan Bai gently kissed Nian Li'er's forehead, and then fell asleep again.

……

Time flies, and Zhanbai's life after marriage is very quiet and plain.

Although his legs could not move, he was in a wheelchair, and he lived a comfortable life of opening his hands for clothes and food. And Nian Lian'er, who dismantled the yellow flower girl's hair braids and knotted them into a bun, is hard-working and bears the responsibility of being a wife, and in her spare time, she always pushes Zhanbai in a wheelchair and basks in the sun in a small courtyard. Shi Er's laughter must have been because Zhan Bai gave her another humorous joke.

The family, which was not wealthy, relied on Nian Li'er's father to maintain it, until a month later, the injury broke out, and he quietly stopped breathing one night.

Compared with Zhanbai's simple wedding, his father-in-law's funeral is even simpler, after all, whether it is Zhanbai or Nian Lian'er, he is lame and blind, and he is unable to manage it at all, and he doesn't even have a deputy couplet, for no other reason, until the end, Zhanbai doesn't know the name of his father-in-law.

A person who cultivates the heavens goes against the sky and is born without hindrance, but once he dies, the corpse decays much faster than ordinary people.

Wearing linen and filial piety, guarding the spirit for three days, seeing that the corpse still gave birth to maggots, as a last resort, Zhanbai could only knock out Nian Li'er, who was so sad that he fainted several times, and then with a pair of hands, he simply dug a small pit in the courtyard and buried the old man.

With the death of the old man, the quiet life is over.

On the second day of the burial, a group of strangers broke into the remote courtyard.

"I heard that Old Man Liu died, so we had no choice but to come to the door." Most of the people who came were disheveled men, and they were no different from ruffians and hooligans, and the one who spoke was the first shirtless and bearded man, and while talking, the triangular eyes with hanging eyebrows were always staring at Nian Li'er who was standing behind Zhanbai's wheelchair.

Old man Liu?

It seems that his father-in-law's surname is Liu.

Zhan Bai thought in his heart, but he didn't care that he didn't have the same surname as Nian Li'er. It is not impossible for the son to have the mother's surname, and besides, Zhanbai even suspects that his wife's surname has nothing to do with her parents at all. It's just because the old man specially took it to commemorate his dead wife.

Although Nian Li'er couldn't see it, it was extremely sensitive, and she seemed to sense the ill-intentioned gaze, so frightened that her face changed slightly, her feet were soft, she stumbled, and almost fell to the ground.

"A blind man, a paralyzed man, hehe, this old man Liu is not easy." The man sighed, but his look was not pity, but more schadenfreude.

"I wonder what you're doing here?" Zhan Bai asked expressionlessly.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, it's just that this old man Liu borrowed a lot of money from us before he died. Although the lights go out when people die, isn't there an old saying that the father pays the debt of the son, so the big guy came to ask for an explanation. After all, our lives are not easy. The man's treacherous appearance matched his sincere words, and Zhanbai just wanted to vomit.

"IOU." Zhan Bai spread out his right hand and said indifferently.

"Hey, boy, what do you mean by that, everyone is a neighborhood, and you used that thing when you dismantled what I borrowed. Besides, it's all bitter haha, and I don't know a single big word, so how can I write an IOU? "The man is a scoundrel.

"Sure enough, you are here to find fault, you are so patient, you have waited for so long." Zhan Bai sighed secretly, although the voice was not loud, it could still clearly reach the ears of everyone present.

"Hey, boy, what do you mean?" was exposed on the spot, and the man immediately changed his face.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Zhanbai didn't bother to say more to these people.

"Naturally, there are borrowings and repayments, but looking at your dilapidated appearance, it is obvious that you are not able to repay them. But...... Although this little lady is blind, she looks smart, and if she sells it into the Qinglou, she must be able to exchange it for some money. At this point, the man immediately erased the mask of hypocrisy and revealed his ugly face.

Hearing this, Zhan Bai was nothing, but Nian Li'er behind him was so frightened that she grabbed Zhan Bai's arm tightly.

The old man once said to Zhanbai that there are not only the outer disciples of Tsing Yi Sect in the connection town, but also many outsiders, even ordinary people, most of them are the family members of some inner disciples of Tsing Yi Sect and even the outer disciples, and it is the existence of these people that makes the connection town extremely complicated, and there are countless three sects and nine streams.

And these people who came to the door at this time belong to this category of people.

However, Zhanbai would not be foolish enough to think that this was an ordinary debt collection storm.

These people don't come early or late, but they don't appear until the old man dies and is buried, which is very revealing.

After all, no matter what, his father-in-law used to be an inner disciple of Tsing Yi Sect, and when he was alive, let alone these scum, even if he was an outer disciple, he would not dare to come to the door to bully him so blatantly. Is this just dead......

The so-called cutting grass must be eradicated, this truth, how can Zhanbai not understand.

It seems that the person behind this can't wait.

As for why these rabbles came to make trouble, it is not difficult to understand, it is nothing more than a reluctance to tell the truth.

The disputes of ordinary people, even if they really cause death, Tsing Yi Men has no right to manage it.

Zhan Bai's gaze glanced over the faces of the people in front of him one by one, and counted, there were eighteen people in total, no, eighteen dead people.

In Zhanbai's eyes, when the man at the head glanced at his wife with his lewd eyes, they were already dead.

"Wife, cover your ears." Zhanbai's expression suddenly became gentle, and he turned his head to Nian Li'er behind him and said.

"Huh?" Although Nian Li'er didn't know why Zhan Bai said this, she still covered her ears obediently.

"No matter who is supporting you, I'm sorry, but on this day next year, if I can think of it, I will burn some paper money for you." Zhan Bai turned his gaze back to the eighteen dying people, and said warmly.

Although Zhanbai can't move his legs, how can he be humiliated by these mundane miscellaneous things.

"No intention of the sword, the big sword is free."

Poked his fingers into a sword, and his white body shook slightly in the wheelchair.