Song Jiang fell. He has endured many hardships along the way, and the departure of his son has become a blow to Zuihou, although it is not fatal, but it also exploits countless vitality in his body.

Wang Xiaohu, Kong Ming, and Kong Liang rushed to the Dragon King Temple to find Mr. Hu to play with his life, but Mr. Hu had already run away without a trace, and the three had to come back.

At this time, the shopkeeper knelt in front of Song Qing crying bitterly, scolding the non-person he recommended, Mr. Hu's medication was occasionally improper, Song Qing was a real honest man, seeing that the shopkeeper was so remorseful, he comforted him in turn, and the shopkeeper took the opportunity to atone for his sins, and brought a small thin-skinned coffin business to his relatives as he wished.

When the shopkeeper of the coffin shop gave him a share, the shopkeeper smiled disdainfully: "This is the first time that Lao Tzu Zuihou has helped you get these little money!" ”

pretended to be a dead child, because the Song brothers couldn't stand the panic, Kong Ming Kong Liang was led by the shopkeeper and sent the small coffin to the mass grave outside the town to be buried.

The shopkeeper didn't go back under the pretext of an excuse, and when Kong Ming and Kong Liang were gone, he whispered to the woods on the edge of the mass grave: "Brother Hu! Brother Hu! Then there was a sound of grass, and Mr. Hu appeared sneakily.

The two looked at each other and smiled, each holding a shovel and shovel, and digging up the child's grave. While digging, the shopkeeper smirked: "Brother Hu, your 'corpse grass' is really a hundred spirits, and those outsiders really die as children-but Brother Hu, we only have to sell that bead, which is the endless glory and wealth in the second half of the world, what are you doing with the small money that this star sells to children?" ”

Mr. Hu smiled and said: "Brother, you don't know, I have no children in my life, this child has become my life's wealth, and he is really my lucky boy." After I wake him up, I will take him as my son, and my family will be complete from now on! ”

The second little monk of the shop chanted the scriptures and said unintentionally: "Congratulations to Brother Hu! Congratulations to Brother Hu! It's just—when is my brother going to sell that bead?" Little brother can't wait! ”

Mr. Hu said: "Take Xiao'er, let's go-huh?" Brother, who's behind you? ”

The shopkeeper turned around in shock, Mr. Hu picked up the shovel in his hand, and slashed the head of the shopkeeper with a shovel, and a blood gourd fell down on the spot, convulsing and struggling for his life.

The first time Mr. Hu did this kind of business, after a shovel, his hands and feet were weak, and after panting for a long time, he sneered at the shopkeeper in the pool of blood: "Lao Tzu wants to offer this bead to Tokyo City, and go to Taishi Cai to ask for a reward!" From now on, he will also be a high-ranking official, a fine horse must be ridden, and he will be a fart landlord? You have no ambitions, and you only deserve to die in this mass grave! ”

Ignoring the dead man again, he turned around and lifted the small coffin up from the dirt pit, lifted the lid of the coffin, helped the child inside, and guided him with a massage, the child suddenly coughed, and his eyes opened.

Mr. Hu was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Son! Let's enjoy happiness with Dad! ”

Before the words fell, I heard someone behind me sneering: "It's a pity, no matter how big the blessing is, you won't have the life to enjoy it!" ”

Mr. Hu was shocked, Huo Ran stood up and turned around, but there was no one behind him. When I looked down, I found that it was to my waist, and there was a stool that seemed to be milled into a fine grain.

This person is none other than the bantam tiger Wang Ying.

Kong Ming Kong Liang couldn't find Mr. Hu, so he had to give up. Wang Xiaohu is thinking about the pearl of the night, and when it comes to gold and silver treasures, he is more shrewd than anyone else. He had already figured out from the eyebrows and eyes of Mr. Hu and the shopkeeper that the two of them had a leg, and without Mr. Hu, he didn't care, and followed the shopkeeper, and it was absolutely clear.

Wu Yong Song Qing and others were busy greeting Song Jiang, but Wang Xiaohu quietly embellished behind the funeral procession, and everything that happened later was heard in his ears and seen in his eyes. When Mr. Hu revived Song Jiang's son, it was the most proud time, and Wang Xiaohu came out to pour cold water on him.

Although Mr. Hu was frightened by Wang Xiaohu, he thought that the future glory and wealth were in his pocket, and he immediately doubled his courage and was full of energy - it doesn't matter if you are a human being or a ghost, people come to kill people, and ghosts come to kill ghosts! I saw Mr. Hu pick up the shovel in his hand, one or two is a catty, and with a "woo", he smashed down on the door of the king dwarf tiger.

Although Wang Xiaohu was born well, he is a capable person, although he is not comparable to the five tigers and eight horses, but against this Mr. Hu, he is the identity of a swordsman. In a flash, the shovel in Mr. Hu's hand didn't need to pinch the trick or chant the mantra, and the satellite was released, and it didn't fall down until three days later—what about weishenme? Hung on the branches.

Mr. Hu's wrist hurt, the murder weapon came out of his hand, and then he was kicked heavily on the "Weizhong acupoint" behind his leg, and he knelt on the spot. With a flicker of eyes, Wang Xiaohu turned in front of him again, stretched out his hand to open the bow left and right, and hit him with four big mouths.

I heard Wang Dwarf Tiger say in a fierce voice: "You guy, you eat the heart of a bear, swallow the gall of a leopard, and dare to deceive the old man?" Do you know who the old man is? The one who looks for you to see a doctor is the hero of Liangshan and Song Jiang in time, and Lao Tzu is the king who set fire to kill people! You have no eyes, and now you want to die or live? ”

When Mr. Hu heard this, he blasted away his soul - on these two roads in Jingdong, those corrupt officials and gangsters with ill intentions heard the word "Liangshan", and they were really afraid of it in a dream - Mr. Hu couldn't care about the pain anymore, kowtowed again and again, and said in a vague voice with a flat mouth: "Daddy spare your life!" The villain wants to live! ”

When Wang Xiaohu heard the word "Daddy", he was furious, but he still said quietly: "If you want to live, first hand over the beads that deceived my brother!" Then he took the child in his arms and went to the inn to kowtow to my brother to make amends—would you like to? ”

Hu Shengsheng's tears came out when he heard this, and he said repeatedly: "Willing, villain!" As he spoke, he reached into his arms, took out the pearl of the night and offered it with both hands—the distant glory and wealth are always more important than his own life in front of him.

Wang Xiaohu took the night pearl and spun it around twice in the palm of his hand, which was really joyful. Pushing it into his arms, he slowed down his voice and said, "Does your leg still hurt?" ”

Mr. Hu hurriedly said, "It doesn't hurt!" It doesn't hurt! "Saying that I want to stand up in frustration, but where can I be?

Wang Xiaohu sighed and said, "Alas! I'm the most merciful person, and you dragged this injured leg to struggle into the town to make amends to my brother, and it was difficult for you along the way - why don't I be kind and cook you here, but it's also clean! ”

When Mr. Hu heard this, he was terrified and howled loudly: "Grandpa spare his life!" Grandpa spares his life! ”

Wang Xiaohu said in his heart: "Isn't it too late to call grandpa again at this time?" "Toe picked, the shovel on the ground Xiangshang flew up, Wang Xiaohu chicly copied it with one hand, moved the tail of the spade, offered the shovel blade, "poof" sound, a spade cleanly shoveled Mr. Hu's head, the shovel face was covered on the headless cavity, the spade head was excited by the blood, Xiangshang rushed up more than a foot high. Wang Xiaohu praised: "This guy is not a doctor, and he is well maintained!" ”

When I looked at the human head again, it was a blessing that the bones happened to be in the small coffin. Wang Xiaohu couldn't help laughing: "Lao Tzu has always been in charge of killing and burying, but I didn't expect you to have a good life, there is a ready-made coffin for you!" Just in time for Lao Tzu to be in a good mood, I will send another kindness and bury it for you! In the future, the king of the underworld Hades will be able to promote Lao Tzu from the eighteenth layer of hell to the seventeenth layer, but it is unknown! ”

As he spoke, he kicked the small coffin containing the human head into the pit, pushed it three times with a spade, and buried it indiscriminately.

Turning his head to look at the child next to him, he saw that he stared at him with two big eyes, which seemed to be frightened and calm. Wang Xiaohu smiled: "Crybaby, why don't you cry?" As he spoke, he put his hand on the child's neck, and said in his heart: "This kid saw that I was ignorant of the night pearl, and he couldn't keep it!" ”

was about to break the child's neck, when suddenly his heart moved: "Wait! This kid can't even say a few words now, and when he grows up and goes to expose me to Song Jiang, Lao Tzu doesn't know where to live happily, who still follows Song Jiang's unscrupulous gangster? Brother Song has always been good to me, leaving him a root today, and it can also be regarded as my Wang Dwarf Tiger's gratitude and retribution, and in the future, he will rise from the seventeenth layer of hell to the sixteenth floor, which is the credit of today's good thoughts! ”

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohu hahadaxiao, picked up the child, and went back to the inn.

After Wang Xiaohu walked away, the body of the shopkeeper in the pool of blood suddenly moved, and then slowly sat up from the ground.

Looking at Mr. Hu's headless corpse, the shopkeeper shuddered for a while before he reluctantly sneered: "Lao Tzu has no ambitions, so he is still alive; You want to be a ruler, but you have lost all your head - hehe! Ridiculous, ridiculous! ”

After crawling away from the mass grave, the shopkeeper thought to himself: "Those people are too fierce, even if they are not heroes in Liangshan, I can't afford to provoke them, and if I go back, I will kill myself; It's not good to go to the official, and it's not a good thing for me and the surnamed Hu to do, so I have to ask for a recharge to the army - let's go! Why don't you get out of here! ”

The shopkeeper stumbled away. Inspired by his ancestors, he not only established a one-stop business contact with the crematorium, but also specialized in fooling people with dead children, and the mother's family cried at the front door, and he sold newborns at the back door to make money, and became a multimillionaire in a few years, and later became a member of the CPPCC and a ** representative! This is a later story, and it is not listed here.

Let's go back and talk about Wang Dwarf. This guy returned to the inn and presented the child to Song Jiang and Song Qing's brothers, and Song Jiang and Song Qing were crazy with excitement. Song Qing jumped all over the place, Song Jiang was sick, and he turned his back on the spot, and everyone panicked and gave first aid.

After Song Jiang eased up, he took Wang Xiaohu's hand, his lips moved, but he couldn't speak, just shed tears, and said, "Although I can't get up-Shiro!" You pulled the child to kowtow to Brother Wang Ying for me, and you have to kowtow enough! ”

After getting his brother's orders, Song Qing pulled the child and bowed to Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly stepped forward to block it, shouting nonsense: "How dare the little brother accept such a big gift from his brother?" Folding longevity! Folded Shou! Brother spare the younger brother! "It's been a long time before it's enough.

Wang Xiaohu talked vividly about how he saw through the tricks of traitors and baby traffickers, and Wu Yong said ashamedly: "Alas! I just stare at the tiger all day long, but I don't want to be tripped by the ants! ”

Hearing this, Wang Xiaohu raised his eyebrows and comforted Wu Yong: "My brother is a big account and does big things, and it is also appropriate not to pay attention to these insects in the lower five gates, so why care?" ”

Wu Yong nodded, diverted the topic of his negligence, but pointed to the child and said, "Look at this child, isn't it a little strange?" ”

As soon as they heard this, everyone was shocked, Song Jiang stood up on the sickbed, and said in a trembling voice: "What's wrong with my child?" Song Qing hurriedly helped him lie down again.

Wu Yong soothed: "Brother Gongming, don't worry, my nephew hasn't done anything - but he hasn't cried since he came back, it's really rare!" ”

Rare indeed. Since then, the two-year-old child has never cried again, as if the reincarnation from life to death and escape from death has opened his wisdom. Wu Yong taught him to memorize poems and read words, all of which were unforgettable, and after only a few days, Wu Yong sighed seventeen or eighteen times: "This is a talent of a university scholar!" When Song Jiang and Song Qing heard this, they were all ecstatic.

It stands to reason that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Song Jiang's illness was rushed by this happy head, so it should get better. However, great sorrow and joy are all taboos of human life, in less than a day, Song Jiang actually experienced twice, this gap he really can't fall, from then on the old disease added a new disease, bedridden, and gradually revealed the situation of the next life.

At this time, Mr. Hu's body was found on the mass grave and reported to the government, and his life was at stake, and the local government began to investigate, although the officials were pretending to deal with the errand, but Song Jiang still struggled and said: "I can't delay the brothers because I am alone!" Of course, the most important thing is not to delay his future scholar of the Song family - so Song Jiang stubbornly supported his sick body, made a strategic transfer, and hid in a wild temple in the wasteland.

But this toss drained a trace of vitality from Song Jiang's body. The wild temple is leaking everywhere, and if there is nothing, it is even worse for the weak Song Jiang. But at this time, Song Jiang crouched under the broken Buddha statue, holding the child's hand, listening to him muttering Tang poems beside him, but his face was quiet and peaceful.

After holding on for another two days, Song Jiang knew that he was exhausted, so he gathered everyone together and said very calmly: "I know I'm not ...... hit."

Before he finished a sentence, Song Qing, Kong Ming, and Kong Liang all burst into tears.

Song Jiang shouted: "What are you crying about? Is there still an immortal in the world? Shilang, after my brother died, I should have been included in the ancestral grave, but Yuncheng is too close to Liangshan, although Ximen Siquan can accommodate me, Brother Qin Ming is only afraid of letting me go, if there is also a grave digging and whipping corpse, I can't stand that practice - I have to be sorry for Brother Qin Ming again, I will hide from him! After I die, you can just make a coffin and bury me in a clean and wild place, and there is no need to engrave on the tombstone, only stand in the direction of my hometown, it is my blessing! ”

Hearing this, Song Qing covered his face with his hands, and tears poured out from his fingers like a floodgate, choking up for a while.

Song Jiang sighed: "In the past few days, I have thought about my life, and I have reluctantly done some good deeds, but how can those scattered things offset my sins?" The first big sin - when I was in Yuncheng County, I shouldn't have seen the lust, instructed the loafers, and teased the newcomer Yan Po Xi's family, but I didn't expect to bluff an old man Yan to death, and then I came out to be a good person, helped her family, and married Yan Po Xi, but after all, I was ashamed, not to mention that Zuihou Yan Po regret still died in my hands, and under Jiuquan, I didn't see her family! ”

Wang Xiaohu, who was kneeling on the side, said in his heart: "Aha! Lao Tzu has long suspected that you Song Jiang killed Yan Po angrily, but it is true that Lao Tzu expected! ”

Song Jiang muttered again: "My second big sin - I'm sorry for this child's mother!" She has always respected me and loved me, but I always wanted to do great things and achieve great things, and I didn't take her to heart - now she and Brother Huarong don't know life and death, I ...... I ......" Song Jiang's tears finally flowed.

The crowd was silent. Song Jiang said again: "My third major crime - I'm sorry for those innocent people outside Qingzhou City!" On that day, in order to earn the Qin Ming brothers, I went up the mountain with a desperate plan, killing people and setting fire to Qingzhou City, and a prosperous town became a rubble field...... Those unjust souls are waiting outside this temple! If it weren't for the Buddha behind me, they would have come and arrested me—did you see that? Do you see that? ”

Song Qing saw that his brother seemed to be a little unconscious, and hurriedly said, "Brother, you can rest!" Let's go get a doctor, and my brother will be able to do it. ”

"Hey!" Song Jiang smiled reluctantly, "Heaven is evil, it is still possible; You will not live! I can't do it! My fourth major sin is that I can't live with Brother Qin Ming! I shouldn't ...... I shouldn't! ”

Speaking of this, Song Jiang suddenly perked up, suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Qing's wrist, and said urgently: "Shiro! I have one thing that you must obey - although I do not say anything to the son about the father, but these evil things of mine, when this child grows up, you must tell him in detail, so that he will remember his father's lesson—a knife on the head! A knife on the head of the color word! ”

When Song Qing choked and nodded, Song Jiang turned his head to the child and said: "Child, whether you understand it or not, you have to be a good person and take a good path. ”

After struggling to finish speaking, Song Jiang lay down in the broken mat, and said with relief: "After I die, put my back up in the coffin, I have done too many evils, I can't see people, I can't see the sky!" ”

Hearing this, Song Qing, Kong Ming, and Kong Liang couldn't take it anymore and cried loudly.

Song Jiang saved up his strength, and said to Wu Yong: "Military advisor, you and I have known each other for a lifetime, and after I leave, the brothers will be handed over to you." I know that you are arrogant and only want to be a civil official, and you don't want to accept a military position, but today when you are separated from life and death, you listen to your brother's words - no matter whether you are a civil or military attaché, you are all contributing to the country, what is the difference between high and low? Brother I have no power, empty loyalty, no progress, brother, your talent is ten times better than mine, you will be able to do a career - at that time, Zhao'an, to my brother and my grave to put a string of happy whips, I also look at the nine springs! ”

Wu Yong thought of the past kindness, burst into tears, stepped forward and shook Song Jiang's hand and said: "Brother Gongming, the younger brother actually has a more haode way, and now that he has said it, it will also make his brother feel more at ease!" ”

"Oh? What is the way? Brother, say it! Song Jiang was in good spirits, and a flush suddenly appeared on his face.

Wu Yi knew that this was the return of the dying man, so he hurriedly quickened his speech and said: "When I was in Liangshan, the four springs of the West Gate were not afraid of the sky, and they were only very afraid of Zhang Shuye in Jeju and the Jurchen people outside the Saiwai. He is the reincarnation of the celestial star, although there is no mana, but there is always some foreknowledge of the doorway, he once said that the Jurchen clan will fight to the foot of Liangshan, is it not the Great Song Dynasty will die, the Jurchen will prosper? The younger brother wanted to go to the Jurchens with his brother, but those savages were vulgar, what do they know? With the ability of the brothers, I don't have to worry about not being a founding father in the future! I just didn't think my brother was sick......"

What made Wu Yong even more unexpected was that Song Jiang on the sickbed suddenly turned over and grabbed him desperately, his eyes burned with ghostly light, and the chill shot straight into Wu Yong's bone marrow - at this time, Song Jiang still looked like a dying man?

Everyone was stunned! I heard Song Jiang shouting: "The military advisor must not!" You and I are born as Great Song Chen, and dead as Great Song ghosts! How can you take refuge in Fanbang and sell the country for glory? Strategist! Strategist! You must not beckon from the chimney - take the brothers down the dark road......" As he said this, his throat rattled, and the red light on his face dissipated like a receding tide.

Song Qing screamed heartbreakingly: "Brother! He rushed up and held him, and the crowd immediately surrounded him. Song Jiang grabbed Wu Yong's clothes and didn't let go, so that Zhiduo Xingxiang's flies were trapped by cobwebs, and he couldn't stretch anymore.

Seeing the faces of the people in front of him turn around and gradually blur, Song Jiang tried his best and struggled: "...... Junior...... Elder brother...... Guys...... Other...... Do...... Chinese...... ...... treacherous"

With a tilt of his head, the rain called Baoyi Song Jiang and Song Gongming in time, and he was angry. His life was not bright, but when he was dying, he became a real man, worthy of a person who stood up to the sky!

Although Song Jiang is dead, his hands are still like iron tongs, firmly pulling Wu Yong's clothes, he seems to want to leave his first confidant in the Central Plains in this extreme way, and he is not allowed to step into Fanbang! He grabbed it so tightly, Wang Xiaohu couldn't break it, Wu Yong was embarrassed, Zuihou or Song Qing took a knife and cut off Wu's clothes, and Zhi Duoxing got out.

Although the person went, Song Jiang's eyes were wide open, as if he was dead because his closest brother Wu Yong cut his robe and broke his righteousness with him.

Song Qing looked at Wu Yong coldly, this kind of disgust and hatred appeared on this honest man's body, it was simply incredible. Kong Ming and Kong Liang also glared angrily at Wu Yong - the master must not close his eyes after his death, it was all caused by this scholar's traitor!

Wu Yong didn't dare to face their gaze, let alone the dead Song Jiang, he staggered out of the broken temple, and Brother Wu Liang hurriedly followed.

Wang Xiaohu also stepped out: "Military advisor, are you still going to the Jurchen?" ”

Wu nodded vigorously and said, "Go!" That's where I can show my ambitions! What's more, the scenery outside the Seychelles is picturesque, and the beauty of different races is like a cloud......"

Wang Xiaohu's eyes lit up: "The elder brother of the military master is walking alone, and the younger brother can't rest assured - I'll send my brother there!" "This is exactly what it is:

I don't love a handful of soil in my hometown, I only love my country. But I don't know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.