"There's a fire!" This was Li Mu's first reaction. Li Mu cautiously leaned his body against the wall and moved out of the bedroom. From the direction of the light, the fire should be coming from downstairs.

"It must have been a fire that had just been lit, otherwise I would have found out just now." Li Mu thought about it while quietly hiding in the corner. The ghost wolf crept down the stairs to the first floor.

Li Mu saw the following scene with the vision shared with the ghost wolf.

The first floor of the small building was supposed to be a convenience store, however, at this time, the shelves were already empty. The wooden shelves were dismantled and piled on the ground. A fire had been lit, and an unkempt man was sitting there. He still had a stack of drawings in his hand, and he was sending them to the fire one by one.

Li Mu silently observed for a moment and found that the other party had no weapons on him, and there was nothing on the entire first floor except for a pile of broken wood. Out of curiosity, Li Mu walked out of the shadowy corner and strolled down the stairs.

The person sitting in front of the fire did not show anything other than Li Mu's appearance. Or in other words, indifferent to Li Mu's appearance. Instead, he has been silently sending the painting in his hand into the fire.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Mu walked to his side, put his two-handed axe aside, and sat down.

The man glanced at Li Mu and did not speak, but continued to send the sketch to the fire.

Li Mu pretended to take out Zuoger's silver flask from his backpack, then took out a glass, poured half of the vodka in it and handed it to the other party.

"Now let's talk about it."

The man, looking at the vodka in front of him, took it and drank it all. Then there was a violent coughing sound. Li Mu took a sip with a smile, and the hot wine flowed down his throat to his stomach, like a burning fire. Although Li Mu doesn't like this kind of liquor too much, at this moment, it seems that spirits are more suitable.

The man wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and then threw all the drawings in his hand into the fire. Then he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm a painter, and I originally had a beautiful girlfriend who was my classmate, and she painted all these paintings. We were going to get married when we graduated. However, she hopes to wait two years for our careers to improve before talking about marriage. But war came. The shells blew up our studio. We live on what little surplus we have. She wore out her hands in order to dig up the paintings buried in the rubble. Those hands that should have been as white as jade were dripping with blood......"

Li Mu poured another half cup of vodka and handed it to the man. This time, the man drank much more smoothly.

"These paintings were all dug up by her from the rubble, one by one." The man said, looking at the drawings licked by the flames in the fire.

"Then why did you burn them?"

"Just as we were about to leave, a shell exploded nearby. My girlfriend ...... too" The man's eyes filled with tears. "If it weren't for these paintings, my girlfriend wouldn't have died." The man's hands clenched the cup tightly. Due to excessive exertion, the joints are exposed white.

"Do you love your girlfriend?" Li Mu asked calmly.

"Of course, I love her more than I love myself." The man said excitedly.

"You love her like a dead dog, here burning the paintings for which she gave her life? Have you done anything for her? ”

"But I'm just a painter, I don't know anything, and I don't have any weapons to avenge her." The man said excitedly.

Syllable!

A loud slap was slapped in the man's face.

"Don't even dare to avenge her, dare to say that you love her, don't even die for her, dare not dare to say that you love her! I don't have the ability to complain about others? How blind is your girlfriend to take a fancy to you. ”

Smack, a pistol was thrown into the man's face, "Now that the weapon is available, you go to take revenge, if you fail, it will be regarded as a martyrdom, and it just so happens that you can be together forever." What do you think? Do you dare to go? Li Mu stood in front of the man and asked condescendingly.

The man took two steps and grabbed the gun that fell to the ground and aimed it at Li Mu, "What do you know, I can't die, I still have a lot of years, I want to draw the truth here, I want to publish everything here, I want to be the recorder here, the reporter of history."

Human beings are forgetful creatures, they will forget the pain of history, they will forget the fragility of life, they will only remember a great painter and a love story that can be sung and cried.

Ordinary people like you will not understand all this. You only fight and kill, you only wield guns and sticks. You're nothing without weapons, just a bunch of warriors. You deserve only to live in a world full of ruins as the foundation of a new world. Drinking dirty waste water and eating bread covered with mold. And then struggle every day to survive.

Now that I'm here to kill you, you won't even have a person who will remember you, you'll just become a corpse full of maggots. Let the wild dogs devour it.

It was all of you who shattered my beautiful life. I will remember all that I have given you. Thank you for your weapons that made me feel the power of revenge. Perhaps, revenge is a good choice to start with you, what is it like to be killed by a pistol that you have sent out? It must be full of remorse, right? I really want to give it a try. Wouldn't it be fun, you say? Yes? Hahahaha......"

"Do you know that the villain died from talking too much?" Li Mu put his hands in his pockets and looked at the somewhat nervous man as usual. There was not a trace of fluctuation on the face.

"Don't pretend to be calm. I've seen a lot of people like you. Don't think you're going to mess me up if you're pretending to be calm. The last person I killed was the same, except that he couldn't even find his body now. Maybe it's already in the belly of some wild dog. The man's face was frenzied, and his hands trembled with excitement.

"Silly fork, when you threaten someone with a gun, shouldn't you check if the safety is open?" Li Mu tilted his head and said.

"Uh," the man's smile froze immediately, and his eyes looked back at the pistol's safe.

Bang!

A bright throwing axe struck the man's forehead, four or five inches deep, nearly cutting the entire head in half.

"It's really a stupid fork, you believe what others say. If you had Wichita, half of your IQ wouldn't be mixed up like this. Li Mu pulled out the flying axe from the opponent's head and wiped it on the opponent's body by the way, and then picked up the pistol that had slipped to the ground and threw it into the carry-on space. Oh no, if you had half the IQ of Wichita, your girlfriend wouldn't die. ”

Li Mu casually threw the other party's body onto the fire. Then he turned around and left here.