On the third day, they had caught a few birds, picked two or three fruits, and had no luck, and each of them had more or less chapped lips. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The only ones who were in good condition were her and the blind man, and the old woman who took in the blind man really cared for him as a son, and the fruit she picked up could be used by the man first.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it anymore.

"It's not your own son!" The fat man, she gave him the nickname Butcher in her heart. The butcher snatched the fruit from the blind man's hand, and the old woman would not take a break.

The blind young man holds the wrist of the old woman in one hand, and although he is blind, he is very accurate in his hearing. He spoke, though only two words.

The tone doesn't seem thin. "Don't."

The voice was not hoarse, like a pearl of jade, and it was hitting the old woman's heart. It was to dissuade, if it weren't for the death of the air, she almost didn't want to look at it anymore.

The ugliness was hard to see, and a rare anger rose in her heart. That anger told her that let them all go to reincarnation, at least the current suffering would not have to be endured anymore, and if they were lucky, they might have stopped when they were born.

She went to the woods alone, doing a full set of plays, she couldn't help but eat or drink, someone followed, and there was more than one.

The butcher, and the reader, followed the blind man far behind.

The butcher was very direct, the intention in his eyes was obvious, and he discussed with the reader: "Sooner or later, you will die, it's better to be refreshed before you die, are you coming?" If you don't come, I'll come. ”

"Iniquity, iniquity. When you get to the Netherworld, don't sue me, these years...... I'm also here for a bite. "A reader is a reader.

She heard it clearly, but pointed to her ear, shook her head again, and smiled at the two of them again.

The scholar turned his back clearly, and the butcher sneered, "Whatever you want, don't regret it when the time comes." ”

When he had said this, he put his palms on her, intending to strangle her, but she looked coldly, picked up a long stick from the ground, and plunged it into the man's eyes without mercy, and before the screams could reach her ears, she pulled out the branch and plunged it into his neck.

"Uh, uh......" came out of the butcher's mouth with two short, ridiculous sounds.

The reader turned around and saw that the butcher was dead, and his legs were limp and he was on his knees.

"Oh my god......"

She couldn't help but smile softly, the blind man was still walking slowly, and his eyes were open, these eyes were wrinkled and shining, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

She leaned down and met the reader's eyes. "What's the matter, all the sage books in the belly have been read in the dog's belly? At this point, you won't be able to do anything but call your mother? ”

The scholar's eyes widened, obviously terrified, and he couldn't help but stand up and try to run back, but accidentally bumped into the blind man, not to mention that he was still open.

The scholar fell to the ground again, unable to get up in horror.

The man's eyes were black and white, and he looked at her for a moment.

Her lips moved together and she said, "What do you see me doing?" Blind. ”

The man's face was calm, and his tone was calm. "I just want to see what you'll do."

She ignored the blind man, but looked at the scholar.

"I don't kill people, I don't love to kill, and I don't have that much luck to kill people."

The reader could not understand.

"I mean, I don't want to kill."

Still didn't understand, she thought about it.

"Now let's start going south, the farther away from us, the better."

This time, I understood.

She walked back, and did not stop when she reached the blind man.

The scholar behind him was obviously frightened, and pulled out the branch that was inserted in the butcher's body, and accidentally broke the branch.

The branch came behind her with the force of the wind, and she couldn't help but snort.

The wind stopped, and there was the sound of a knife sticking into the flesh, and she looked back and raised an eyebrow.

The blind man was covered in blood, and this knife was silent, he was really an expert. Maybe he's a deserter?

Don't do her business.

After returning home, the atmosphere of the crowd became strange again, and the blind man's eyes opened, but no one asked.

They had their own guesses, but none of them thought about the good.

Another three days passed, and many people couldn't hold it anymore, but none of the remaining people had moved their minds, and the derivative of death never came, and she wanted to try again in another place.

She has Bigu Dan on her, but whether to save or not to save these people, she didn't think about it at all.

She glanced at the blind man, and the old woman was kind to the blind man, but the blind man did not reciprocate at all.

She approached the blind man for the first time, "They're going to die soon, including your fake mother." ”

She smiled and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'll kill her."

Of course, she was referring to the old woman, and in this tone, she was sure that he had killed many people.

So she looked at the blind man with a scrutiny of the eyes, and ......

"Wouldn't it be nice to let her suffer less?"

She looked at the blind man, "You don't have to explain it to me. ”

The blind man lifted the dagger hidden under his boot, which was not the same one he had used to kill the scholar that day.

It seemed that he was about to make a move, he walked behind the old woman, but he didn't expect the old woman to suddenly turn around.

"Okay, I've lived to this age, and there are still people to die. Alas, it was not in vain. ”

Just now, Hui Niang was very puzzled by the blind man's behavior and disdainful.

How could he do anything to the old woman?

Now that she understands and agrees, maybe it's really the best decision.

The blind man nodded, and then stabbed the old woman, and the faces of others no longer mattered.

He did not dig a pit and bury it, but the old woman lay on the ground with her eyes closed, very peaceful.

She found that she couldn't stand this person's indifference, but she had to admit it, what if she was buried?

What is the difference between a person who dies with a spirit and a person who dies without a soul, buried or not?

It's herself who is hypocritical.

The Yuan Ying in the dantian began to stare at her again, and she stood up and walked towards King Zhao's garrison camp.

The blind man followed her like a shadow until it was dark, she couldn't help but turn around and said coldly: "Deserter, I want to go to King Zhao's camp." ”

"I'm not a deserter." The blind man is still calm.

"If you follow me again, you're welcome."

The deserter laughed: "Really? I'd like to see how you're not welcome. ”

She stared at him for a while, and decided that this blind deserter was mentally ill, so let him follow, anyway, he was just a mortal.

He followed her ten paces away, and she sat down, and he sat down, not far away, not close.

Soon she found out what the problem was, she was a monk, she didn't eat, drink or starve, how did he do it?

She walked up to the blind deserter, and the two looked at each other, to be precise, at her.

She could see very clearly that the man's skin showed no signs of wind and sun, and his lips were pale, but not chapped.

Without warning, she took out her sword from the bag, and a red lotus quietly bloomed on the tip of her sword!

Princess Runing said

…… Standing on the last bus and updating with QQ dialog box, who else is me?!