The wind is fierce and the rain is heavy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lightning, thunder.

Night, rainy night, it's a hesitant rainy night.

On such a night, only two kinds of people usually wander outside.

Killer or homeless man.

Lin Honeysuckle is a homeless man, a little tramp. He curled up under the eaves, and when the electric light flashed by, he had to distinguish carefully so that he could see clearly in the dark place, turning into a small lump.

He stared at the street in front of him where the rain had turned into a stream, as if waiting for something.

The rain particles "snapped, snapped" and smashed on the eaves, and time passed slowly in the dense sound of raindrops.

Two figures appeared on the street, one in front of the other and one behind, as if they were chasing.

"Sixty-three."

"Sixty-four."

Lin Honeysuckle, who was thin and curled up in the dark, opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, his upper and lower lips opened and closed, counting like a fish out of water.

He counted the number of people who had passed through the street on such a rainy night this year.

The man chasing after him drew a long knife. There was a flash of lightning in the sky, and a cold front flashed.

With the sound of thunder, the blade slashed through the rain curtain, slicing countless raindrops before slashing at the fugitive.

Blood burst out, scattering a cloud of blood mist, which was carried down by the rain and merged into the stream of the earth.

Knife after knife, the pursuer finally cut off the life of the fugitive. He was so happy that he pointed to the sky and smiled.

It's just that the rain is too loud, and his laughter is muffled by the sound of the rain, and he can't let Lin Honeysuckle, who is hiding in the corner, hear it.

Lin Honeysuckle was like watching a mime, watching the killer's life that had just ended one to celebrate.

The lightning flashed through the sky, like a storm sword, and slashed down on the erected long knife.

The light shone brightly, and the murderer of the previous moment was also harvested by the great power of nature at this moment.

"The first."

The first person to be killed by lightning this year, Lin Honeysuckle spoke several times.

Run, Lin Honeysuckle rushed out of the eaves and ran to the side of the first deceased as fast as he could.

He groped up and down all over his body, as if he was looking for something. Picking up a heavy bag, he opened it and looked at it, it was full of silver, don't! Throw away.

He left the money bag and continued to look for it, and then he found a few gold particles in the fold of the belt, don't! Throw away.

Finally, he took off the deceased's shoes, and only then did he find a small wooden sign at the bottom, yes! Pick it up.

Then, Lin Honeysuckle put on the shoes of the deceased as quickly as possible, put the money bag back in his arms, and folded the gold particles into his belt.

Putting everything back to his death, he began to run, running back to his dwellings.

Lin Honeysuckle's residence, which is also the residence of many homeless people, is in the city's well-developed sewer system.

The continuous torrential rains these days have not only raised the water level of the waterways, but also added many dangers. If you accidentally turn over and fall into the water while sleeping, you will be waiting for the fish to be fed in the moat outside the city.

However, the continuous rainstorms are not only bad, but also good, and the good thing is that the smelly waterways of the past are free of those bad smells.

Strange to say, although Lin Honeysuckle is a little tramp. However, he is not sloppy at all, but pays great attention to personal hygiene. No matter what time the whole person is, it looks clean.

It is precisely because of his cleanliness and his heterogeneity that he has caused a lot of trouble.

"Clean boy, you're back!" About fifty steps into the waterway, a homeless man leaning on a high place and watching the turbulent water at his feet greeted him.

"I'm back." Lin Honeysuckle smiled kindly.

"What's the catch?" The middle-aged homeless man asked.

Lin Rongdong shook his head.

"That's good, even if you have any gains, it's best not to take them. It's not money, it's not food, it's trouble. ”

Alone, it is estimated that he is quite lonely and lonely middle-aged homeless man said.

"By the way, that guy is looking for you everywhere. It seems that he wants to beat you again, hide it and don't let him beat it, it's troublesome. ”

The homeless man didn't wait for Lin Rongdong to answer, and said it kindly.

"Well, I see, I'll be careful." Lin Rongdong replied.

That guy from Yuan Er is tall and young, and he is also a bully in the world of sewer tramps.

He has a conflict with Lin Rongdong, but it is not a big contradiction, it's just that he doesn't like Lin Rongdong cleanly.

He kept threatening to beat Lin Rongdong, saying that he wanted Lin Rongdong to know how powerful he was.

However, maybe Lin Honeysuckle was too lucky, the two of them had not met in this sewer since he said he was looking for Lin Honeysuckle.

Otherwise, how could Lin Yan's thin body beat Yuan Er. It is not necessary to say that you must be beaten violently, and it is not necessary to die.

None of that is the point today, though. Lin Honeysuckle, who got what he wanted to take, now wants to get out of the city.

Moreover, he overheard a secret plan of the city government, they wanted to take advantage of the heavy rain to clean up the "garbage" in the waterway, that is, Lin Honeysuckle, these homeless people, just like water to fill an ant hole, or water to fill a mouse hole.

However, it doesn't matter, I'm going to get out of here anyway.

When Lin Honeysuckle passed by the middle-aged homeless man, he whispered, "The 'garbage' in the city is going to be cleaned up, Uncle Tong, be careful." ”

"What are you afraid of, this waterway is so complicated, so many times to clean up, when did they really go deeper? Isn't it just cowardly, afraid that if you get lost when you come in, you won't be able to get out again? Those official rats, don't look at the officials, they are as bold as little mice. ”

"Just be careful, I'll go first." Lin Rongdong said one last word.

"Clean boy, you too, don't let Yuan Er catch him, but no one can save you."

Lin Rongdong returned to his original place and took the things he had made for a long time, and just as he was about to leave, Yuan Er's voice came from behind him.

An arrogant voice sounded from behind him, "Hey! Clean boy? Finally let Lao Tzu catch you. Are you obediently standing still and letting Uncle Ben beat him? Or obediently let Uncle Ben beat him? ”

Lin Rongdong glanced back at him, did not respond, and ran away with a word.

"Run? This waterway Uncle Ben is more familiar than you. Clean little mouse, hurry up and run. Yuan Er said very arrogantly, he even waited for Lin Honeysuckle to run a few steps before starting to chase.

Lin Honeysuckle didn't run around like a headless fly, he had a purpose and ran according to the established route.

"Hey, you're on the wrong track, it's a dead end to the moat. Don't waste your efforts, let Uncle Ben beat you up! Do you want to feed the fish? ”

Lin Rongdong didn't answer and continued to run.

Just as the two were running and chasing, there was a rumbling sound behind them.

Yuan Er was at a loss at the sound, but Lin Nindong knew what the voice meant. The big water irrigated the waterways.

Officers and soldiers will not come in to search for them, but none of the homeless people in this waterway today want to live.

Lin Honeysuckle quickly put it on, and he spent a lot of effort to make something similar to a mask.

On the "mask", a green light floated, and Lin Honeysuckle jumped into the water with a "poof".

"Are you an immortal cultivator?" Yuan Er said in an incredulous tone with an incredulous expression on his face.

He suddenly understood why this little thin man had always been unsociable, and he liked to be clean again.

Cultivators like to be quiet and pure, so it is.

Lin Honeysuckle, who had burrowed into the water, glanced back. The flood had caused behind Yuan Er, and he had become a sturdy ant, a tall mouse, and was drowned in the water.

Lin Rongdong turned his head and swam towards the moat. (To be continued.) )