As soon as Gou Yu returned to Qinglong Town, he heard about Lao Yuan's death. It is said that Lao Yuan was stripped naked and stuffed into a sack and thrown into Jiangxin.

It was the people of the dock gang who ended Lao Yuan's life. After leaving the dock, the group of people broke into a tavern by the river to drink, and someone also sprinkled a glass of wine on Lao Yuan, who they thought was a good man.

Someone stood on the table and scolded Master Mei for being ruthless and unjust, and pinching their brotherhood like flies.

This matter quickly became publicized, and everyone admired Huaiyong very much, and he designed such a good trap to put the bandits in a nest.

After the dog came back, he lived in Feng Si's rice shop and served as Huaiyong's personal bodyguard.

That morning, he ran all the way with a basket full of breakfast, and the soy milk in the copper kettle swayed and dripped on the road.

Three blocks from the rice shop to the riverside wharf, the dogs ran wildly through the wet streets and people of the morning, and when they reached the wharf, the sun jumped up from the heavy stone piers, and the glorious sunrise was a glorious sight on the riverbank.

Gou Yu stopped suddenly, he felt his heart jump out of his throat, the whole world gave him a dazzling light, the riverside dock in front of him was fresh and empty, and the dark and terrifying impression of the past disappeared in an instant.

The dog walked slowly along the riverbank, thinking that there should be blood on the ground, and that slaughtering people would always leave traces. He looked down and found nothing but cinders, grease stains, and paper scraps all over the floor.

Gou Yu wondered why he couldn't see Lao Yuan's blood, maybe he didn't use a knife, they might have tied him to a stone and threw him into the river. He didn't see what Old Yuan looked like before he died.

Will he get down on his knees and beg? Would he have thought of who was killing him?

What are you looking for? An old woman picking rags asked from behind the bag.

"A dead man. Did you see the dead man from last night? ”

"There are dead people every day by the river." The old woman said, "Who do you say?" ”

"Lao Yuan, the bandit Lao Yuan on Qinglong Mountain, I'll collect his body."

"Is this it? The old woman took a black silk gown from the basket, and a pair of black trousers and a black round hat, and she said to the dog, "If you pay for it, I will sell it to you." ”

Gou Yu looked at the clothes in the old woman's hand, and he recognized that it was the hat that Lao Yuan wore when he came down the mountain with makeup, that is, a black satin sheepskin jacket, and there should be a pair of shoes.

The dog was clutching a piece of cold braised pork in his hand.

He suddenly looked up at the sky, which was half red and half blue, and the bright light still hit his eyes, and he felt a cold drop on his cheek, a tear.

He didn't know when he shed this strange tear.

He came to the docks in the middle of the night again, and the old scene touched a kind of sour memory, and he leaned on a stack of bags to watch the villains of the dock brotherhood, imagining the scene.

The riverside is sparsely lit, and the masts and piles of goods are outlined with intricate lines and shadows. Lao Yuan and the others jumped on an oil tanker close to the barge, and then jumped towards the boat parked in the inner stall.

The two rice boats shook rapidly, and the kerosene lamps on the masts suddenly disappeared. Lao Yuan threw the mast into the river, which was a real robbery.

Lao Yuan looked around, he wondered why no one came to stop him? What about the other people on board? What about the dogs in black uniforms like wandering gods? It seems that as long as you have a gun and someone, you can do whatever you want.

The captain of the ship was thrown into the cabin with a lot of flowers, with cotton stuffed in his mouth, and the man who guarded a boatload of rice was destined to be unlucky, didn't he know that these were dangerous and dark years?

Lao Yuan turned his face to look at the rice in the cabin, which shimmered with a gentle white light in the night. He loved the light of this tranquil grain.

"Will you get a boat?" Apo said to ask a fellow.

"I won't", the guy subconsciously replied, "the rednecks don't necessarily get boats"

"Don't lie to me", Lao Yuan triumphantly held up his man's chin with his hand, looked at him and said, "I see that your eyes are lying again, you quickly stop the boat on the shore, or you will not be able to unload these two ships, or I will kick you into the river." ”

"I can't make it", the man lowered his eyelids, brushed Lao Yuan's hand away and said, "I'll try it." ”

The rice boat swayed and struggled to leave the shore, and everything seemed to be in order, so they calmly and brutally snatched two boatloads of rice.

Lao Yuan felt that everything was easy.

However, just as Lao Yuan was triumphant, the guy who was as docile as a sheep, and another one, unloaded Lao Yuan's guy and quickly tied him up.

With a gasp, Lao Yuan was pushed into the river before he could react. He raised his head as if to say something, but the cloth in his mouth drowned out the voice, and a desperate pale light flashed across his face, and his body fell heavily into the river like a bundle of goods, splashing many waters.

Gou Yu seemed to see that Lao Yuan had sunk into the water, leaving only a few drops of cold water in his hands.

"He didn't want to live in the first place", Huai Yong said lightly, "Die and die, count me as fulfilling him, this kind of person is not worthy of living." ”

The dog touched his hand, it was cold and damp, and he felt the same thing in his heart. The river rushed eastward in the dim moonlight, and sin crawled everywhere like ants, and the rushing river swallowed up many cowardly and desperate souls.

Lan Chun's life is as indulgent and happy as ever, her red lips are always with a confused and flattering smile, nothing can change the content and taste of her life.

She was intoxicated by the drunken atmosphere. Her appearance and body shape changed strangely, and the other girls on the street did not dare to recognize her for a while. She became plump and plump, and stood tall in a silver-gray mink coat, like a large young lady.

She often followed Huaiyong to play mahjong, Huaiyong let her touch the cards, and kept shouting, good cards, good cards, while dragging her to her knees, she sat on Huaiyong's lap in a trance, feeling like a kitten, a kitten dissatisfied with the status quo, jumped out of the narrow and dull rice shop, and jumped on Guo Ye's lap as soon as he jumped, which is something that other girls dare not think of, and Lan Chun regards it as honor and pride.

In the long winter nights, the dog often woke up for no reason, the sound was dull and conspiratorial, it had disappeared with the news of Lao Yuan's death, but Wulong heard a loud sound and existed in the dark, and it always appeared in the courtyard of the rice shop in the dead of night.

Gou Yu thought it was a cat fighting, and he stared at the window in horror.

The lights came on and then went out. Unable to see anything but the outline of the lattice window, he tiptoed to the window and stood there listening for a moment, the voice of the room muffled and distant, and the occasional suppressed giggle could be heard.

It was very windy in the yard, and the dog soon felt unbearable cold, and he shivered and hugged his body tightly, imagining the events behind the window.

Eavesdropping on the spring love of Huaiyong and Lan Chun in the dark and cold night, the dog's remaining mood is as sad as water, this dog mongrel, how unbridled and happy his life is.

Gou Yu gritted his teeth and thought, why didn't anyone clean up this obscene and savage vicious dog? Why didn't you have the courage to break in the window and take him out of bed, break his spine or kick his testicles?

Hatred, frustration, jealousy, they are intertwined, like a black worm gnawing at the dog's remaining heart. He burrowed into the shop in the dark, lying in the greasy quilt that exuded body odor and fantasized about all kinds of wonderful scenes, and he saw another picture* of him and Lan Chun having sex in a room full of the smell of fat powder, and on the floor was a huge pale yellow human skin, on which he and Zhiyun had endless fun.

The dog bit the quilt and thought that it was Huaiyong's human skin, that is, the human skin that was peeled from Huaiyong's body, and it should be used as a sheet for him to wipe his butt with the woman.