In addition to the scene of Zhou Luo swinging the knife, what happened later also made him remember it very well, because this magic knife, which had always been ruthless, actually apologized to humanity for the first time and refreshed his cognition.

Not only him, but even Zhou Luo himself also remembered the scene at that time.

At that time, after killing the boxer Wang Quan with a casual swing of the knife, he didn't feel the bloody scene after Wang Quan's death, because killing people was like killing chickens, so he didn't feel it at all, just glanced at it with an indifferent expression, and planned to turn around and leave.

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But what he never expected was that Wang Yaowu, the son of the owner of the Iron Fist Gate, who was very uncompetitive in the rumors, actually stepped out quickly with the courage to question him.

Zhou Luo even remembered his angry and excited look and trembling tone at that time.

At that time, Wang Yaowu looked at him angrily, and said in a trembling tone: "Your Excellency's cultivation is naturally very profound, and you must have entered the ranks of the Nine Grades or even the Nine Grades, a proper big man in the rivers and lakes." ”

"But Your Excellency is inevitably too ferocious, even though life and death in the rivers and lakes are a common thing, but my father is already in the age of the sixtieth year, Your Excellency's cultivation is superb, and it is easy to keep your father's life, why did Your Excellency shoot so mercilessly, cut it in two, and leave no corpse!"

"If that's the case, forget it, Your Excellency doesn't even apologize now, isn't there really no trace of guilt? Where is the justice? Where is justice? ”

Zhou Luo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who had only four grades of martial arts cultivation, and looked at his face Although he was timid, he was still full of serious questioning, and suddenly felt a touch in his heart.

This person knows that with his strength in front of him, he is humble and insignificant like an ant, even if he kills him casually, no one in the whole world will dare to come out to seek justice for him, and he actually dares to ask himself if he is guilty?

It is true that despite all the helplessness in the world, the power dominates the world, and the human feelings are warm and cold, there are still people who are righteous after all.

This person dares to uphold a filial piety and sincerity, and has the courage to ask himself where justice is? Where is justice? Do you feel guilty? It's a rarity.

"Interesting."

Perhaps because his heart was touched, Zhou Luo rarely stopped his walking, looked at the indignant man in front of him curiously, and replied seriously:

"I admire your courage, and I also agree with your filial piety, although in the place where I grew up and was born, no one will be responsible for your death, and I have no guilt for your father's death, but!"

"I still agree with your courage, although you are not very talented in martial arts, and you don't have many great ambitions; Although your father should have been ready to die in the competition at any time since he agreed to compete with me, I still apologize to you because of your filial piety and because you are worthy of the identity of a son and a man. ”

After saying that, he didn't wait for the man in front of him to answer, and turned to leave.

At this time, Wang Yaowu had already burst into tears, he lay in front of his father's corpse on the street and said, his expression was excited, his eyes were red, and he couldn't stop muttering to himself.

"Father, do you see? Your son, your son who has never looked down on him in his life, also fights for you! ”

"I'm not a waste, let alone a coward, I just don't want Yaoyao to lose her father like me, and I don't want Xiuzhu to lose her husband just because of which one of my martial arts competitions, I just want to live in peace and security, not only for myself, but also for my family!"

"Although you have never liked me, and think that I am not angry, but I am not a great peng, just a bird under the eaves; I know that the ordinary is like a mustard, and I only want to enjoy the happiness of the ordinary, but Dad, you have never understood me..."

"I just want to live simply, that's right, isn't it..."

"Father, you just don't understand this truth, so my mother died in the wind and rain."

"You have forced me all my life, tempered me all my life, and scolded me all my life, just let me carry forward the family martial arts hall, but my son is unwilling! I have a grudge! ”

Between the whispering words, the corners of the middle-aged man's eyes were red, and tears couldn't stop falling.

It wasn't until a long time later, when he finished venting, that a light rain had begun to fall in the sky, and he began to honestly clean up the remains of his old father on the ground.

Although Wang Quan's evaluation of his son before his death was mediocre and uncompetitive, and he didn't like his son very much, and he didn't give much praise, but collecting his father's body and preparing for the future is always what he must do as a son.

After cleaning up Wang Quan's remnants, Wang Yaowu was about to stand up, but because he knelt for too long, his legs were weak and he stumbled, but fortunately, a warm hand suddenly stretched out by his side to support him, and he did not fall to the ground.

"Thanks... Ah, Xiuzhu! ”

Wang Yaowu looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him in surprise, who had a mediocre appearance and even a little bloated figure, and didn't know when she came to his side.

"What are you going to do?"

When Wang Yaowu saw his wife, he immediately turned his head, not wanting her to see his red eyes.

"I'll pick you up and send your dad home, and send my dad on his last journey."

Wang Xiuzhu looked at her husband's clumsy dodging movements, without saying much, and her tone was gentle.

"That's... Let's go, I'll take my dad back to the martial arts hall, which has the coffin he has prepared. ”

Wang Yaowu lowered his head, his tone was low, and he hugged Wang Quan's two corpses tightly and walked into the martial arts hall, letting the dark red blood on the corpses stain the sleeves of his favorite new clothes.

Wang Xiuzhu followed behind honestly, watching him put Wang Quan's body into the mahogany coffin, and then honestly followed him through the subsequent process, and never spoke again.

It wasn't until Wang Yaowu tossed all this at night and took her home that she looked down at the already worn-out embroidered shoe uppers on her feet, and asked a question seemingly unintentionally.

"Yaowu, do you think that it is because of me that you have lost the courage to fight in the rivers and lakes, it is I who have delayed your future, so that Daddy has been obsessed with you for more than ten or twenty years."

Wang Yaowu's body, which was originally walking steadily, suddenly trembled slightly, he did not speak immediately, but held his wife's hand tightly beside him, extremely hard.

After a long while, he looked back at her eyes full of anxiety very seriously, and said very firmly, "No." ”

Wang Xiuzhu's face was no longer so pale when she heard this, her body trembled a little and leaned on Wang Yaowu's not wide arms, and she also held Wang Yaowu's rough hand full of wrinkles tightly.

"I am indeed mediocre as a mustard, not as wonderful as the big people in the rivers and lakes, but not everyone has to become a big person, I am just a small person, my biggest achievement is to marry you and be a qualified father."

"I have you, Yaoyao, and an ordinary and warm home, and that's enough."

"As for the rivers and lakes, it doesn't matter, that rivers and lakes belong to a big man like the magic knife, not me, and he may not be as happy as me."

In the ancient alley, Wang Xiuzhu, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, listened to the firm words of the mediocre man beside her, and suddenly her eyes were red unconsciously.