Chapter XXXVII

He had become a murderer, and he never imagined that he would be like this. The knife in his hand was taken off at some point, and he didn't know when he left the garden. For many days after that, I was in constant fear, and all I thought about every day was the smell of blood on my hands that day, as if these many days had not been washed away. It's as if there will never be a day of cleaning in this life.

The servants of the family saw that he was depressed all day long, either drunk or asleep, and they couldn't bear to let the scholar persuade him to be able to pull him into the street market, and see more prosperous scenes, so they would be in a better mood.

The scholar has been with him since he was a child, and he has both prosperity and loss. The old lady died violently, and when the family was surrounded by walls, he was still following behind, and the young master's affairs were naturally his top priority.

Everyone thinks that the young master is not used to being suddenly cold, and the favor is no longer there, and the young master's talent seems to have disappeared overnight. With so many blows, it is not easy to get through this hurdle as someone else.

But he knew that none of this would make the young master so decadent.

The reason for Shaoye's decadence is mostly related to the blood donation of his hand when it was late that day and the lights were bright, and the young master lost his soul and lost the dagger in his boots.

At this point, the young master is no longer normal.

He secretly investigated the matter, and a small gentleman died in the garden. And the murderer has already confessed to the law, and that person is the lady in Tsing Yi of the Oiran in the capital.

And the murder weapon, he naturally recognized, it was a self-defense thing he bought for the young master.

He didn't know the righteousness of the scholar's world, and he didn't pay attention to the righteous way in the world, he only knew that if the young master was discovered, then the old lady's dying wish would no longer be realized.

Fortunately, the woman died yesterday, and the vegetable market was decided. A beautiful head, gently rolling down the dust, raising a cloud of dust.

So, just right.

He led the young master to wander around the market, and the young master slowly came back to his senses, and would take a second look at some of the selling items, and he was always a little lively.

"Brother, you don't know, yesterday the woman's head rolled down at my feet, I had nightmares last night, you said that she is such a good-looking woman, she is a pile of meat when she dies......"

People on the street like to talk about these things. The scholar couldn't break the tongue of others, and before he could react, his young master ran out like a gust of wind, and then he ran over, and found that the young master finally stopped in front of the flower garden.

Because of the death of the flower garden, naturally there are no guests to patronize here. Business was sluggish, and the girls in the building knew that the business here could not continue anymore, so they went elsewhere one by one, leaving behind some half-aged. And when this group of people saw that a guest came to the door, they rushed up and surrounded him.

"Isn't this the champion?" The owner of the flower garden saw the man surrounded by everyone, although he was too sloppy, but he finally knew who he was.

"What about her? I ask you, what about her?! ”

These days, there are naturally not a few people who have seen him come to the door to remember the lady in Tsing Yi, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he already knew who he was talking about.

"Tsing Yi has a thin life, I can't stand the love of my lord, you better please go back!"

began to see the first case, they felt that these men who were unfortunate had left their hearts and livers here, and they also knew how to remember the deceased.

Now I have seen a lot, but it is not uncommon for those who have been sad for a day or two, looking for another place to look for flowers and ask willows, they just pity themselves for not kissing Fangze.

What you don't get has always been the most exciting for men.

And the three or two hearts they left out here are not even snacks!

"I'm not one to love her! I...... I"

For a long time, he didn't know how he felt now, what he was trying to say. Do you confess your sins? Or do you want to ask for your understanding? No one is gone, who will understand! What's more, what's the use of that flirtatious understanding?!

Thinking of this, it was as if the strength of his whole body had been drained, and the remaining flesh and blood could no longer support his body, so he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Champion Gong, didn't you lose your heart by doing so?"

Lost your heart? What's the loss? Did he have any heart? If so, where did he leave it? To whom did he inadvertently give this heart one day?

Stupid and stupid, lost his soul again.