Cui Shanying and her mother Zhang Yanrui chatted for a long time, talking about trivial things in daily life, asking Cui Shanying how she was doing at school, whether she ate well, how she got along with her classmates, whether she had a favorite girl, how she was at home, what was wrong, what did Cui Sanjie do to make her angry, and so on.

In the past, Cui Shanying would feel annoyed when he listened to these words, but now when he listens to it, he feels very fond of it, and he likes his mother's usual nagging.

Some things are often understood and cherished. But often when you understand and cherish it, you find that the person or thing you want to cherish is no longer there.

People who have experienced life and death will know how to cherish their feelings better, whether it is family, love, or friendship. People who face life and death will also understand feelings, because they miss it, they are reluctant to let go.

"Mountain Eagle called?" Cui Sanjie came over and asked Zhang Yanru.

Zhang Yanru said 'um', holding the phone but didn't want to let go, and chatted with Cui Shanying for a while before reluctantly giving the phone to Cui Sanjie.

"Let's talk about it, you go cook, sit more at lunch, and let them all eat at home!" Cui Sanjie took his mobile phone and sent his wife Zhang Yanru away first, then sat down, took the mobile phone and asked, "Why did you remember to call home today, did you encounter something outside?" ”

There are some things that Cui Shanying won't say to Zhang Yanru, because he doesn't want his mother to worry about him, but he can tell Cui Sanjie that his family always needs to know about his affairs outside. To put it mildly, when you are dead, you need someone to collect the body.

In the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to encounter life and death, and no one can be sure that the person standing will always be himself.

"Dad, I'm going to kill someone!" Cui Shanying said flatly.

Cui Sanjie rubbed, stood up from the chair again, his face changed, and said in a deep voice: "You and me, but you are such a son, you are now old, what do you do, I can't stop you as a father, but I hope that before you do it, think clearly, your grandfather taught you, you can't go the road to death, there is a way back, so turn back!" ”

Cui Shanying smiled and said, "I know! ”

"Why do you want to kill?" Cui Shanying sat back in his chair and asked.

Cui Shanying thought for a while and said, "For the sake of morality! ”

Cui Sanjie was slightly stunned, frowned and asked, "Where are you?" ”

Cui Shanying said: "Beihai! ”

Cui Sanjie was silent for a while, and said softly: "Your grandfather's reputation was given to you, can you keep you again, your mother and I don't hope you can Yang Wei Wulin, I just hope you can be safe!" ”

"I set foot on this road, I don't want to look back, since I chose it in the first place, I have to go on." Cui Shanying muttered.

Cui Sanjie understands what his son means, this martial arts needs morality, the body must be straight, the heart must be right, and he does not seek the admiration of thousands of people, but he asks for a clear conscience and is open, his son was taught by the old man, and he was instilled with this kind of code of conduct by the old son since he was a child.

Practicing boxing is like being a man!

sighed and said: "I have also heard about the affairs of Beihai, but I didn't expect you to be in Beihai, since you have decided, then go for it, whether it is a blessing or a curse depends on your creation!" ”

"Hmm!"

Cui Shanying made this call, either to ask Cui Sanjie for what he meant, or to tell him what he was going to do. Against the evil monkey Sun Dongliang, Cui Shanying has no certainty of victory, he is a wicked person, more evil than anyone Cui Shanying has seen, and he kills people without blinking.

Wang Zhenggang has already said that if the two face each other, either you will die or he will die.

After Cui Shanying said this, he changed the topic and chatted with Cui Sanjie, talking for about half an hour before hanging up the phone.

Zhang Yanru came out of the house, looked at Cui Sanjie and asked, "My son hung up the phone?" ”

Cui Sanjie nodded and said with a strong smile: "Well, hang up." ”

"I'll go buy some groceries, you can go into the house and see some water, the water will boil and turn off the gas stove." Zhang Yanru said and walked out.

Cui Sanjie looked at Zhang Yanru's back, sighed, thought about it and called the fish head over.

"Master, you call me?" The fish was shirtless and covered in sweat.

Cui Sanjie looked at the fish head and said softly: "You go to Beihai and meet your little brother." ”

The fish head was stunned, blinked and asked puzzledly, "Little senior brother?" Didn't the young master study in the capital, why did he go to Beihai? Immediately afterwards, his face changed greatly, and he said, "Young Master in Beihai?" ”

Cui Sanjie nodded calmly: "Shanying is dead, you collect his body, Sun Dongliang is dead, you come back, the two haven't met, you stay to help, go!" With that, he got up and walked into the house. The reason why the fish head is let go is because the fish head's kung fu is enough to help, even if Cui Sanjie goes by himself, he may not be as busy as the fish head, and he can't go, the martial arts people joke, it's not a joke about him Cui Sanjie, it's a joke Cui Shanying, but the fish head is different!

The fish head didn't say a word, and he was about to run out!

"Stop, take a shower, change your clothes, take the money!" Cui Sanjie stopped him.

The sixth uncle came over and asked, "Sanjie, what's wrong?" ”

"The mountain eagle is in the North Sea, and I'm not used to killing people, so I'll let the fish head take a look!" Cui Sanjie didn't say much, and after explaining, he entered the house.

The sixth uncle is an old man, and he has been with the old man for most of his life, and he knows more than Cui Sanjie. Cui Sanjie stood in the kitchen, looking at the kettle on the gas stove, a little distracted. The mother of the child is worried, isn't the father worried? He thought too much in his heart, a phone call scolded his son back, but he couldn't, there were some things, he knew it was not good, but he could only watch it and couldn't help.

The things on his son's body are not something that he Cui Sanjie can move if he wants to take them away.

Cui Shanying didn't know the reaction of the family, after hanging up the phone, he thought about it, and called Sun Rui again, without saying where he was, nor mentioning the matter of the evil monkey Sun Dongliang, only chatting about lovesickness and love.

After hanging up the phone, Cui Shanying went into the bathroom to take a shower, came out and lay on the bed, emptied his heart, and forced himself to sleep.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep.

The evil monkey Sun Dongliang brought a lot of pressure to Cui Shanying, more pressure than Wang Longhu and Nangong Yinglong. He is different from Nangong Yinglong, Sun Dongliang will not talk to you about any morality and rules, he is more evil than Wang Longhu, his heart is more ruthless, and killing people is like child's play.

The two face each other, it is the real life-and-death duel, life and death all depend on kung fu, with ability, the winner lives, and the loser dies.

There is no ring, but you have to 'see life and death'.

Don't think about Sun Dongliang, what kind of person he is, what he looks like, it doesn't matter if he is evil or not, he will know it when he sees it. Cui Shanying began to think about his grandfather, and thought about the scene when the old man taught him to fight, and the old man passed on to himself the things that his predecessors had groped out with blood, and now is not the time to use it.

Thinking, thinking, Cui Shanying fell asleep. After calling Sun Rui, Cui Shanying turned off his mobile phone.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was about to set.

Cui Shanying got up, and then took the bag that Dong Zhenping gave him and opened the zipper, and there were two blades inside.

The knife is a short knife, half a meter long, open forbearance, Cui Shanying took it in his hand and checked it, and it was quite handy. With a knife in your hand, it doesn't feel the same as fighting an enemy with your bare hands.

It is easy to hurt people with fists and feet, but it is difficult to kill people.

Since ancient times, people have used blades to kill people, after all, people are human flesh and blood, and no matter how high their skills are, they can't stand up to swords and guns. When you see a blade in the martial arts, you will bleed to death.

Unless he has to, Cui Shanying rarely uses his blade.

When the fist is practiced to a certain level, the blade will not be bad, because the knife is held in the hand!

Cui Shanying put the short knife into the long bag again, got dressed, and walked out. Mobile phones, bank cards or something, are thrown in the hotel room, when leaving, at the hotel service desk to pay for two days of accommodation, three days, I can come back, is back, can't come back, it is estimated that I can't come back.

After finding a noodle restaurant, Cui Shanying ate something.

Then I bought two bottles of local specialty Beihai Laojiao from the tobacco and liquor store next door, bought a few fruits from the fruit store, passed by the delicatessen, and bought a roast chicken and some pork head cooked food. They were all packed in the long bag they were carrying, and after dark, they took a taxi to the Liu family's old house.

The Liu family's old house has been temporarily sealed off by the police, Cui Shanying found a place across the road, sat at the gate of the Liu family's old house for an hour, made sure that there was no one, and it was late, before getting up and walking over.

didn't go through the gate, from the place where Sun Dongliang jumped in the morning, climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard.

The courtyard is dark, Cui Shanying doesn't believe in ghosts, and his martial arts are strong and vigorous, even if there are really ghosts, he will hide when he sees them.

Cui Shanying didn't enter the house, there was a stone table in the compound, and there were four stone benches under the stone table. Cui Shanying sat down on the stone bench, unzipped the bag, and took the contents out.

The fruit and pig's head meat were prepared for Old Man Liu and his three junior apprentices and grandchildren, which was regarded as Cui Shanying's respect for the deceased.

Roast chicken and scattered cooked food were left by Cui Shanying for himself.

Wine, a bottle to drink by yourself, a bottle to the old man Liu later.

Cui Shanying sat a little tired, got up and hit the stake, time passed little by little, Cui Shanying sat on the stone bench again, drinking this problem, I learned from the old man, I heard my father say, when I was a child, I was not sensible, the old man used chopsticks to dip the liquor, to Cui Shanying's small mouth touch.

When he was sensible, when the old man was drinking, he loved to laugh and pour Cui Shanying such a small cup, and the old man at home said that it was not good, and others said that it was not easy to do anything.

At the beginning, whether he was willing to drink or not, Cui Shanying didn't remember, what he remembered was that he had been hungry for wine since he was a child, especially the good wine of the old man.

A few years ago, because of the partnership with the fish head to steal the old man's wine, he was beaten a lot, and when he grew up, the old man said that it is not a bad thing for a man to drink some wine, but he can't be greedy, and if he has no restraint, he will have less heat, and he can do whatever he likes, but he must control the heat well.

At that time, Cui Shanying didn't understand, but he remembered the words, and now that he looks back and thinks about it, he understands a little.

The heat is a thing, you have to talk about kung fu, and you have to talk about being a person. The heat cannot be less, the heat is not beautiful if it is less, it is not good if it is big, and the heat will be bad if it is burned.

Cui Shanying usually doesn't drink, only when he wants to drink, he drinks it, but when he doesn't drink too much.

Even if it's to keep a vigil for the old man!