The fire in the red night sky has turned dark red, and the hearts of the people who shine on it are cold, and the bluestone pavement that has been smoked black has not changed because the fire has weakened, it is still so black, but the cold corpses scattered everywhere still prove something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qian Xizhi's knife is very fast, but it is not as fast as Xie Yu's flying knife, although the night is not in Xie Yu's hand now, but I also have that confidence in wanting to stop the knife behind Qian Xizhi, and I am confident that I can use the night to stop it before Qian Xizhi's knife is cut down.

But even if he could stop it, he didn't think about stopping it, because there was no need for that, this was already proven by the cold corpses on the ground, and there was nothing good about leaving him, it would be better for him to go, as for winning or losing? Does it matter.

I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly, Qian Xizhi threw the old man away like a burden, and walked very abruptly, and didn't even take away a so-called prisoner, Diao Min, only the large and small parcels of property.

Money, money, it feels like a joke, not very funny.

He wants to take the money, I want to save people, win-win, there's nothing wrong with it, as for getting justice? For the sake of the dead who don't know? I don't seem to be interested.

"Many... Thank you Shaoxia. ”

The silence caused by Qian Xizhi's departure did not last long, and was suddenly broken by an old voice, very abrupt, but the tone was extremely firm.

Hearing the voice, the mind on Qian Xizhi's body couldn't help but turn, looking at the corners of the old man's lips under the old man's body subconsciously moved, wanting to be humble, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth, not because of anything else, just because of the old man's eyes, for the first time with ashamed eyes, but he was stunned for a moment, and the modesty that he wanted to blurt out unconsciously turned into another explanation, saying: "Old man, it's not that the younger generation doesn't want to save them, it's really powerless." Although this explanation sounded weak, he couldn't help but spit it out completely.

"Heh..."

As soon as the explanation fell, a smile suddenly appeared on the old man's wrinkled face, like bitterness, like astringency, and after a while, he suddenly said: "I am an old bone, where is Mr. Tim, the village of the small fishing village here, but when the village was destroyed, he was unable to stand up and bear it, and the young man was not a relative to do this, it was enough." As he spoke, the smile on his face deepened.

After listening to the old man's almost straightforward explanation, although his face remained flat, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, you must know that saving these villagers had a certain purpose, and it was just a matter of time, otherwise he would not have watched coldly when those villagers were slaughtered by Qian Xizhi's hands.

However, the old man is a little right, it is not a parent, it is enough to do this step, no matter how appropriate it is a fact to save these villagers, it is their own choice that they can't give up these things outside their bodies, and they must naturally be prepared to bear the consequences, looking at the dead silence born in the old man's breezy eyes, he subconsciously frowned and then persuaded in his mouth: "Since Mr. is the head of this village, it would be better, there are still many villagers who have abandoned these things and have left the village in advance, Sir, you might as well give them some advice. Although I don't know if the old man has the idea of committing suicide, it is obvious that his appropriate reaction is because of these villagers, and with those villagers who survived, he might as well persuade him.

"Are there any survivors..."

was silent for a moment, and the old man's voice sounded a little trembling, but the bright color in the old man's eyes made his heart feel relieved, and it was obvious that the villagers still accounted for a lot of weight in the old man's heart.

After trembling and muttering, the old man's upright body seemed to be a little rickety, but there was a feeling that he had unloaded his burden, and after his body trembled uncontrollably, he said in his mouth: "Thank you... Thank you, young man..."

After that, I don't know what I thought, the old man's eyes, which have always been peaceful, suddenly swept a cold color, even I, a bystander, can clearly feel the evil spirit, and I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart, so I heard the old man say: "I don't know if the young man can do the old man a favor." ”

Feeling the surprising aura on the old man's body, I really wondered if this old man was an ordinary person, but when I heard the old man's words, I still suppressed the discomfort in my heart, and said, "Sir, please speak." ”

As if sensing my discomfort, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he instantly returned to his previous breezy appearance, and at the same time, the old man's eyes glanced at the courtyard behind him, and said: "There is a painting in the house where I live, and there is a box behind the painting, which contains a sword and a key, the key is used to open a box under the Buddha statue in the ancestral hall of the village, please take out the things in the box, and give the sword to Shaoxia." ”

Hearing the old man talk about the sword, he couldn't help but be stunned, this old man village chief can use a sword?

The thought turned, and even the contents of the box were temporarily put aside, and subconsciously looked at the old man again with his eyes, and he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

It seems that the silence makes the old man a little impatient, and even the bottom of his heart can guess what he thinks, the old man's light eyes narrowed, and he suddenly smiled: "The old man doesn't know how to use the sword, the sword was given to the old man, I thought there was no chance to use it again, it seems that the young man has a fate with this sword, as for another thing, if the young man can see it, he will naturally know how to use it." ”

Connected with swords? What kind of bullshit reason is this, the thought just flashed but I couldn't help but be attracted by the old man's words, another thing? What the? Do you know how to use it when you see it? The reason for this is really intriguing.

"Hehe, the things here have nothing to do with the old man, although the old man is old, he still has to take care of the surviving villagers and do his best, so he won't accompany the young man."

Before the thought in his mind was finished, he suddenly heard the old man say something, but before he could speak, he saw that the old man who was still hunched before had already stepped in the direction of the entrance of the village, step by step, walking very firmly, and had no intention of turning back at all, as if it was really just like what he said, this matter had nothing to do with him.

Looking at the back of the old man getting farther and farther away, I really don't know what to say, stay and get the key? Everyone said that they would not accompany them!

No matter how you think about it, it feels weird, the person who should be the head of a village is gone, and an outsider wants to clean up the aftermath?! But in the face of the old man's words, I don't know how to keep him.

But if you don't stay, what is it?! (To be continued.) )