The lights flickered on the river, like stars blinking, in the dark night, sighing like ethereal, Zhuang Mengli looked at Jiang Feng's fishing fire, his purple eyes looked directly at the cargo ship, and said resolutely: "It seems that I am going to get on the boat." She sneaked into the long night, Jiang Xingyue stopped her and said, "Be careful." She smiled back, drunk: "If something happens, will Mr. Jiang shed a few tears for me?" This question seems inexplicable, but in fact, it carries all the expectations in her heart, Jiang Xingyue's eyes are shining, but her appearance is exaggerated: "Don't talk nonsense." With a look of concern on his face, Zhuang Mengli smiled with emotion: "I'm just joking you." But her heart is as warm as an April day in the world, because she knows that there is still someone in this world who cares about her, she is not lonely in life, and she is not lonely in death.

A loud whistle, the freighter galloped on the water, giving rise to lines, Zhuang Mengli wore a black windbreaker, under the blowing of the wind, dark and a little depressed, with a cold murderous aura in her eyes, she took out the grappling hook, shook it hard, pulled the hook rope and climbed up, to the front of the deck, jumped over, flew like a magpie bird night terror, floated into the cabin, the hook rope chased the soul for his life, wrapped around the neck of the cargo inspector, thrown into the surging sea, the rope fell to the ground and tightened, strangled it to death, the sound of the landing alarmed the enemy, a gunshot sounded like a death knell, and penetrated her body at once.

Zhuang Mengli turned over and jumped forward, showing a dart, this dart is as thin as a cicada wing, but extremely sharp, stabbed the soldier's neck, blood flowed sideways in an instant, like a blooming blood lotus, a large number of soldiers rushed to hear the sound, Zhuang Mengli hid in the shadow of the cargo hold, tore open the stockings to bandage the wound, skillfully lit a cigarette, poked the wound with sparks, stopped the bleeding, the bullet was made of silver, which could inhibit her healing, the footsteps slowly approached, Zhuang Mengli floated in front of them as fast as Huixiao, like a light cloud, if the snow returned, there was no sound at all, The soldiers fell to the ground clutching their throats, and there were more bloody cuts on their necks.

She packed the explosives she was carrying, but saw a dark shadow shrouded in the back, with a strong sense of oppression, it turned out to be the commander of the ship, Tanaka Nobuno, he said in a deep voice: "I actually killed so many people under my nose, there are two times, but I will send you on the road, are you afraid?" Raising the muzzle of the gun and aiming it at her, she sneered, and there was an ice prism in her eyes: "You are more afraid of me taking the lead." ”

She quickly threw out the dart, before Tanaka Nobuno pulled the trigger, in an instant, blood splattered, everything was silent, and with a bright red severed finger, she leaped forward, climbed onto Tanaka Nobuno's back, and clamped his head with the slender and white jade legs, like a falling Ying flying in the wind, spinning several times in the air, but did not knock him down, this guy was infinitely powerful, and grabbed her delicate body, slammed it on the table, splashing debris on the ground.

Zhuang Mengli rolled on the ground, dodging his trampling, leaving a low-lying pit on the ground, she threw a tablecloth, covered Tanaka Nobuno, picked up the necklace and strangled his neck tightly, Tanaka Nobuno suddenly gave birth to horns behind him, pierced Zhuang Mengli's abdomen, and then a back fell and threw her to the ground, she took out a knife with a high-heeled sole, and stabbed Tanaka Nobuno, he grabbed her hand and pulled it back, only to hear a "click", the bone broke, and drooped down like cotton wool, but he didn't stop, grabbed her with five fingers, grabbed her jaw, The blue pupils were filled with anger: "Slut, I'll strangle you!" ”

Although Zhuang Mengli stained his clothes with blood, he did not give in, a purple light blade was born on his hand, the cold light flashed, Tanaka Nobuno covered his throat, blood oozed from his fingers from time to time, her sandalwood lips hooked, and she was cold enough to cut jade: "Happy fireworks party." Shove a flashbang into his mouth and shoved the explosives so hard that the flames flew into the sky and completely engulfed the freighter, and she rolled down the deck with the last of her strength and fell into the river.

On the couch, Jiang Xingyue was treating her wounds, he had been a forensic doctor and knew some medical knowledge: "Look at you, you won't take care of yourself at all." Zhuang Mengli leaned on the edge of the bed, and the corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood: "I'm fine, it's all skin trauma." Jiang Xingyue clutched her chest, looking distressed: "The injury is in your body, and the pain is in my heart." She smiled with relief, and her heart rippled: "Even if you are injured all over your body, I am happy." ”

Jiang Xingyue saw that Zhuang Mengli's eyes were slightly blind, and her weak breath was dark with Lanxiang, thinking that she had fallen asleep and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhuang Mengli's whisper: "Zombies can't sleep, can you accompany me?" It's been a long time since I've talked to anyone at night. Although their relationship has not yet reached the point of cutting the candles in the west window, it is enough to talk about the night rain, Jiang Xingyue happily agreed, and chatted with her all night, outside the window, the sky flashed and the warm sun shone in, taking away all the unpleasantness.

Due to the cut off of food supplies, Takeda Yixiong ran out of food on the mountain, very poor, the soldiers couldn't stand the hunger, they went down the mountain to surrender, the ghosts only need to wait for the opportunity, attack the mountain, Tiangong seems to be against them, the heavy rain for days is majestic, this lonely mountain is already loose, plus the moisture of the rain is like dry firewood encountering fire, there are many landslides, the ghosts see the opportunity, the final siege of the lonely peak.

The flying ghosts first went to the top of the mountain, and then threw down the rope, and the rest of the people climbed up, because they were familiar with the terrain, they were like a bamboo, the speed was like a flying star transition, and they reached the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and the soldiers who defended the defense hurriedly turned the muzzle, and the huge cannonballs crossed the sky, crashing into countless towering trees, and the smoke was billowing out, but before the second round was loaded, they were torn to pieces by the indignant ghosts, the machine gun tower flashed with golden light, and the beads rang out, and the fire net was like a hole without feet, and the waves of attackers dispersed to temporarily avoid the edge.

Zhuang Mengli leaned in the trench, threw a grenade, accompanied by gunsmoke and dust, the machine gun tower turned into ruins, several Japanese soldiers rushed with bayonets, Zhuang Mengli Lian Xuan with purple electricity, the shadow of the executed corpse, no more mercy, the war will be bloody, even if these soldiers are just puppets, they will be thrown into the fire with the people who carry the line, only dust is left, and the defensive stronghold is captured, and then attack the main city, just like a rainbow bridge between the two mountains, like a broken bamboo.

Seeing that Takeda Yixiong has gone, the garrison soldiers are scattered, and the rolls and covers are running away, without the slightest "imperial warriors" who regard death as home, and the spirit of generosity and righteousness, everyone pushes through the layers and comes to the core of the main hall, the gorgeous caisson ceiling is hung with tassels, fluttering in the wind, under the canopy, Takeda Yixiong sits on the desk, calmly drinking tea, and the ghosts scolded: "Dog thief, your limit has arrived, and you don't die quickly." ”

Hyacinth threw herself beside Takeda Takeo and said with a crying voice, "Father, don't do anything wrong again, let's get out of here." He was about to help him leave, but Takeda Yixiong waved his sleeves, pushed her away, and scolded: "I don't have you as a traitor daughter." ”

"She's not your daughter, she's the daughter of my drunken boy, and no one can touch her!" Mitsukaji Jiro took off his disguise, six horns grew on his head, the totem on his face spread out like a branch, almost exactly the same as a hyacinth, and the golden armor was like the rising sun, and all the ghosts and monsters saw his true body, they all knelt on the ground and bowed their heads: "It turned out to be His Majesty the Ghost King, we have eyes and no beads, I really deserve to die." Thinking of teasing him before that he was a descendant of Yuan Laiguang, it was stupid and ridiculous, and when he saw his biological father, he thought that Hyacinth would be moved by the pear blossom with rain, but he didn't expect her to start trembling violently, her eyes were red, and she clenched her fists tightly: "Did you kill my mother?" ”

"No, I didn't kill your mother." The wine swallowing boy straightened his chest and put on a posture worthy of heaven and earth: "Your mother's face is very similar to my wife in my previous life, the Buddha said, five hundred times in the previous life, in exchange for a passing shoulder in this life, counting, the separation between myself and the yin and yang of the inner person is exactly five hundred years, this is not a coincidence, it is the cycle of heaven, so I incarnate the ronin Mitsujiro, everywhere to punish evil and promote good, to repent of my past crimes." Hyacinth asked sharply, "Then how did my mother die?" ”

The drunken boy looked dull and depressed, as if he was only left with the body of a young man: "It was Takeda Yixiong who killed her in order to better control the ghost clan, and it was also my fault that I didn't protect her." The more he spoke, the more angry he became, glaring at Takeda Yixiong with crimson pupils, as if he was going to swallow him alive, and so far, Takeda Yixiong has not ended well, even if he can move his adopted daughter, he will be dismembered by the ghosts.

Thinking of this layer, he didn't grasp the life-saving straw, indifferently wiped the tea set with a fine silk, took out the tea powder and put it in the bowl, poured the hot spring water, this set of tea-making actions, like a wave of ink, he took a sip of tea: "It's finally the day to say goodbye to the world, but it's a pity that I didn't leave on the day when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom." It seems that he has been mentally prepared for a long time, Zhuang Mengli looked at his careless appearance, thinking of his deceased lover, his teeth clucked: "Takeda Yixiong, you are guilty of heinous crimes, don't think about dying cheaply." ”

"Is it Miss Zhuang? We're old acquaintances, can't we even afford to delay a cup of tea? Taste it, this is Gyokuro, the finest tea. He picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Zhuang Mengli, she hesitantly took the teacup: "If you want to play tricks, I will accompany you at any time." Takeda Yixiong squinted his eyes and observed her, and his scorching face was like a peach blossom without a trace of wind and frost erosion: "Look at you, you are still so young and beautiful, unlike me, you are already half-paralyzed." Although his somewhat rickety body was covered by clothes, it was still undoubtedly revealed, and Zhuang Mengli looked at him coldly: "Compared with those martyrs who died young, you murderer seems to have lived longer." ”

In the face of her evil words, Takeda Yixiong was not angry, but laughed: "I never believe that evil is rewarded, good is rewarded, you see me, I don't have any faith, but I live better than those self-proclaimed good people, isn't it ironic, they have faith, they can only be whipped by fate in front of the judgment seat, and I, never bow to fate!" ”

Zhuang Mengli only felt that he was shameless to a certain level, and ridiculed him: "What a self-deception and a pale and powerless defense, people like you wander in the abyss of sin every night, the longer you live, the more tormented you will be, I can see that you pursue peace, but which is in vain." When it comes to this, everyone feels ashamed, and Takeda Yixiong also said shamelessly: "There is an old Chinese saying: "There is an old saying in China: the heart has no external objects, and since it is the autumn sky and the sea, I have no distracting thoughts for a long time, so why is the cause of pain?" But you, who have not yet been freed from the past, may be the best destination for you. ”

Jiang Xingyue coaxed beside her: "We still have an old saying in China: kill people to pay for your life, and repay debts." Takeda Yixiong Huo Ran got up, his face was hideous, and he lost the dignity he had just pretended, Zhuang Mengli also stood up and drew his sword in his hand: "Let's see which of us dies and who lives." Takeda Yoshio slowly pulled out a shiny katana from the scabbard, its luster was like a pond of water, and it could be seen that although the knife was a little old, the sharpness was not diminished: "Please allow me to duel with you in a samurai way." "His wishful thinking was very good, because for the sake of etiquette, this way of fighting can only be fought alone, if he wins the battle, he can put forward conditions, if he loses, it is better than the end of the sword and the corpse, because it is a kind of honorable death, without losing the dignity of a samurai.

The wine swallowing boy threw it to her ghost cut, there are countless souls under this knife, it is a veritable artifact, Zhuang Mengli took the knife unceremoniously, the wave-shaped lines recorded its glorious achievements vividly, she raised the knife, and years of hatred condensed into strength: "Today, this knife is not for cutting ghosts, but for killing." Driven by her, Oni Che also seemed to have a soul, and with the demonic energy that had accumulated for a hundred years, he killed Takeda Yixiong like a waterfall.

He blocked with his backhand, not yet out of the sheath, blocking Zhuang Mengli's strong offensive, and the scabbard was also broken into wood slag, falling to the ground like a falling stamen, but he saw that his hand had been intertwined with the knife as a whole, and the sticky tentacles actually grew out of the wrist, it turned out that Takeda Yixiong was due to insufficient research data, and mixed the genes of animals with zombie blood, which created this kind of monster, and the same is true of the dead Tanaka Nobuno, he staggered back a few steps, unloaded the strength of the ghost cut, and smiled disdainfully: "I have achieved the unity of man and knife, and man is in the knife, The knife destroys and kills. He threw half of the scabbard with his hand, and it broke away from the carp's mouth like a gust of wind, and came straight at him.

Zhuang Mengli waved lightly, the knife started, has been broken into two, I didn't expect to just resolve this move, his knife tip has been stabbed, the momentum is extremely fast, as if even the west wind can pierce it, Zhuang Mengli flipped the magic knife, outlined a silver rainbow in the air, Kankan took the second knife, did not wait for her to fight back, the third knife has arrived, his playing style wave after wave, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, did not give her a chance to breathe, the knife shadow snake-shaped, tactful, can not figure out the routine.

She was extremely difficult to parry, the knife technique gradually scattered, and suddenly remembered the words that Wu Ye taught her: "Quickly recruit the life-taker, as if climbing to the top, looking far away, the four seas are all under the feet, and the victory is in hand, but I don't know that the eyes are magnificent, and there are thousands of mountains behind me, sighing proudly, and the world is boundless, although its momentum is fierce, but trapped in the moves, the force is not chaotic and people are chaotic, and then you can plow the court and sweep the holes." ”

The mind has moved, and he immediately fought back, Takeda Yixiong was chopping to the fullest, but he saw Zhuang Mengli returning to the clouds and rain, like a huge stumbling block, covering his vision, and then the red light stabbed obliquely, directly hitting his elbow, the light and shadow lingered, the originally dark room was reflected like day, and all the tentacles on his hands were cut off, and the tentacles fell to the ground and were still squirming, it was disgusting, Takeda Yixiong screamed, the knife almost wanted to get rid of it, Zhuang Mengli sneered: "Take your knife, don't make people laugh." The smile condensed like cold dew.

Takeda Yixiong was furious, stretched out countless tentacles, biting her like a poisonous snake, Zhuang Mengli swung out the arc of the moon wheel, flashing with a clear light, brilliant galaxy, the blade passed by, the tentacles came down one after another, she walked over, carrying the ghost cut, the sharp weapon that smashed all the void: "Feel the cold of death, the things you have given to others." Hyacinth wanted to help him, but she was held down by the drunken boy and couldn't move, she was very conflicted, one was a close friend, the other was a stepfather, and she couldn't do it.

Takeda Yixiong burned all the jade stones, and smiled hideously: "Even if I die, I won't let you feel better." Stretching out the last tentacle and piercing Jiang Xingyue's chest, Zhuang Mengli rushed up and picked him up who fell in a pool of blood, his liver and intestines were broken, and the wine swallowing boy saw that he was not moral, controlled the ghost cut, stabbed into his body, and the blood that flowed down merged into a stream, dyeing the ground blue, just like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and returning to peace.

Hyacinth cried into tears, rolling down like a pearl: "It's a pity that you have dedicated your whole life to an unattainable cause, and there is no real happy time, father-in-law, why do you have to be like this, you killed my mother, I should have hated you, but why, I can't hate." The more she spoke, the more sad she became, covering her face and crying bitterly, the drunken boy held her in his arms and comforted: "Love and hate pass in a hurry, just get used to it." "Take care of it like a baby and make up for the shortcomings of the past.

A few families are happy and a few are worried, although the wine-swallowing boy Hyacinth recognizes each other, Zhuang Mengli feels cold to the bone, her eyelashes tremble, a dim silhouette, sad for a while, as if she remembered something, and a smile appeared, everyone thought she wanted to open, but she didn't expect her to caress Jiang Xingyue's face with pity, like missing a spring dream: "Mr. Jiang, this is the dream to help you at the end, and you have to go by yourself in the future, but with it by your side, you will not be alone, goodbye." She kissed him lightly on the forehead, let the red cinnabar stay on his face, and also imprinted on his heart, took out the corpse pill from his body, and put it into Jiang Xingyue's mouth, accompanied by the pain of tearing his heart.

Her green silk turned white in an instant, and she staggered towards the door, facing the wind and snow in the sky, the wind was howling, the snow was thousands of mountains, and the hundred-year cultivation was ruined, Hyacinth was distressed and asked, "Is it worth it?" Zhuang Mengli tearfully shook his head and washed away the faded smoke: "It's worth it." "The good period was short, the people who traveled with them, together with the rainy season, through the years, will also be separated at the ferry, the pothos brushed across the placket, the smoke and rain wet the promise, at that time, only one person's floating world Qinghuan, one person's thin water flow, this truth, she understands.

Walking on the snow, the memories of the past emerge, the brilliance of the Fengyue Field, the encounter with Ye Bingyan's dance party and falling in love, everything lost due to the war, the humiliation of being trapped in prison by Takeda Yixiong, and Jiang Xingyue's happy time, these former memories, like fog flowers in a dream, a beautiful and sad dream, looking back at Xiao Se, the sweetness of thinking, she reluctantly looked back, smiled, as if she had seen her old face again, and whispered:" Life is like a dream and an illusion, like morning dew and twilight. "Dragged the rickety body, disappeared into the snow, and never looked back.

Under the effect of the corpse pill, Jiang Xingyue gradually woke up, the first thing was to find Zhuang Mengli, but he couldn't find it all around, Hyacinth only said that Zhuang Meng had left a far, far away place, and didn't want him to find it, and persuaded him to complete his mission and return to the police station as soon as possible, Jiang Xingyue didn't believe it, but looking at thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, where to find it? It only adds to the sadness.

The snow was still falling, falling on the ground like goose feathers, playing the sadness of the score, looking at the people in the corridor to go to the moss and green, Jiang Xingyue finally accepted his fate, he said that he wanted to go back, to live like the person she wanted, a person who dared to fight against the darkness, before leaving, he was on the train, looking at this pure snow country again: "It's so quiet under the snow, I can't disturb it, I should go." Seeing Hyacinth and the Wine Swallowing Boy waving goodbye to him, he sealed all his love and memories of this place: "Goodbye, land of flowers and water, goodbye, my love." ”

The black water is still so deep and bottomless, but under the sunlight, there is a faint sparkling golden light, and the breeze blows across the lake, waving a little green wave, as small as a dragonfly dotting water, but it is enough to show that it is not static, everything will change, he wondered, this encounter with her, is it an eternal undercurrent under the surface of the water, or a fleeting ripple, he doesn't know.

Returning to his homeland, he was promoted to police chief because he solved an international case, and was surrounded by spotlights and cameras, and everyone watched his wonderful speech, who knew that he only said one sentence: "Here I want to thank a person, without her, I would not have been able to achieve today's achievements, and I am incompetent and dare not take credit." After making this simple testimonial, he ignored the media's questions and disappeared into the crowd.