"Master!" Seeing this scene, I couldn't bear it anyway, knowing what the consequences would be if I rushed out, but it was grandpa! I can't just watch it all and be indifferent. As soon as my body moved, Jinbao and Maitreya hugged me tightly, I struggled, tears blurred my vision, and I felt like my heart was shattered.

Three or four people dragged the rope from the hook and tried to drag Grandpa into the water. It was a sharp hook that really hooked the flesh on the body! Grandpa held the edge of the coffin with one hand, threw the wooden pole with the other hand, grabbed the fish hook on his body, and pulled it suddenly, and the sharp fish hook with a stream of blood was dragged down by the grandfather.

"Chen Lao Liu! Seeing that you are old, you are still a man, admit defeat and don't want your life! Someone shouted loudly, the thirty-six side doors are all reckless, among which there are evil people, but there are also iron-clad men, some people see that grandpa would rather die than retreat, and they can't bear it, and they are persuading him.

"If you don't come up, I'll force you to come up! An old guy, how much ability does he have to turn the world upside down!? "There are also people who speak unceremoniously, feeling that the side door has the upper hand, and sooner or later they will clean up the grandfather.

The hooks were still flying around, except for those who had gone into the water, all the rest gathered on the edge of the riverbank, and there were also some people with firecrackers standing on the big boats on both sides, and the grandfather was surrounded by groups. The yin and yang sedan chair with the thirty-six door handles has been quietly parked not far away, although the head handle inside has not appeared, but it must have been observing every move on the river surface.

Grandpa ignored those people, tore off a piece of his shirt, and tightly strangled the wound on his waist. His eyes seemed to be different from the ones I saw when I was a child, and there were some more eyes in that depth that I couldn't understand for the time being. Why is he so persistent? Why don't you even take a step back when you die?

Thundered

Grandpa guarded the center of the river alone, there was often a strange sound under the water, just like a behemoth sleeping under the water, his shoulder and back were injured, grandpa couldn't stand up straight, I desperately wanted to struggle out of Maitreya's hands, but he refused, I was anxious and annoyed, and couldn't help but say to him: "Let go of me!" ”

"Don't mess around!" Maitreya's expression also became solemn, and he said in a scolding tone: "He can still hold up alone, don't go over and drag him back!" ”

"How can he stand up! "I feel like I'm in a daze, and I don't listen to anyone's advice."

"Enough!" Maitreya slapped me the head and said sharply: "When the power of the six side gates in the Chinese New Year's Eve was even greater than now, they failed to destroy the seven gates of the river!" You think the people of the Seven Gates are so easy to die! Look at it! ”

Maitreya's slap seemed to wake me up, even people like old ghosts have said, among the seven gates, the most powerful is grandpa, can he really survive this hurdle? As soon as my mind cleared, I also recognized the situation, it is not appropriate to go out now, not only will I expose myself, but most importantly, my grandfather will definitely be distracted.

But I'm still afraid, afraid that my grandfather will suddenly not be able to support it. I grabbed Maitreya's arm and said to him with tears in my eyes, "What if I can't stand it? ”

"If you really can't stand it," Maitreya gritted his teeth and said, "That's your grandfather?" When you really can't stand it, then you go out and do your filial piety! ”

Grandpa was hung with a fish hook on his waist, but it seemed to be a lot more flexible all of a sudden, the fish hook was flying, and it was pervasive in front and back, left and right, but it was blocked back by grandpa alone. The head of the thirty-six side doors wanted to catch him alive, and those people standing on the boat did not dare to use the fire gun, so they could only rely on people to come up and subdue the grandfather.

"Chen Lao Liu! Don't fucking stiffen, what are you doing? There was an old guy in the living Luban family standing on the bank of the river with his waist crossed, shouting at the heart of the river: "Stop! Let him hear it! Chen Lao Liu, your precious grandson is already dead, what are you still holding on? ”

"What do you say!!" Grandpa's eyes suddenly widened, just like when the old ghost wanted to kill someone, he didn't care about anyone, but when he heard this, he blurted out a question.

"Your precious grandson, dead!" The old guy from the Living Luban family sneered and said, "Inside the Seven Gates, your Chen family is also dead!" ”

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" As soon as Grandpa straightened up, he vigorously knocked out a few fish hooks around him, his body kept shaking, his eyes turned red, and he shouted: "I don't believe it!" ”

"Believe it or not!" The old guy from the living Luban family obviously wanted to disturb his grandfather's heart, and said triumphantly: "Not long ago, I was hung to a tree and skinned in the old locust forest, did you see the yin and yang sedan chair?" It's made of the skin of your precious grandson, skinned, and the rest of the meat and bones are thrown to the back mountain to feed the wolves, and there is nowhere to collect the corpse if you want to! ”

"I don't believe it!" Grandpa's mind was really confused, a person of his age, how many winds and waves he had experienced, and how warm and cold people were, he would definitely not be distracted by a word for no reason, but as soon as he mentioned me, grandpa was unstable.

"Don't fucking get hard!" The old guy of the living Luban family grabbed a thin old man next to him and said: "You see clearly, this is Li Banxian of the Divine Hexagram Gate, you should have heard of it, Li Banxian counted five hundred years before and five hundred years later, and he never lied in his life, he was there at the time, Li Banxian, do you say yes!" ”

"This seems to be yes, it seems to be possible" The old guy who was dragged by the living Luban family was as thin as firewood, wearing a pair of glasses, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Chen Liujin, are you still okay?" Someone interjected next to him: "Your son died, leaving a single seedling, and now even your grandson is dead, you have lived this age in vain!" ”

"Hahahaha, I can't even keep my grandson, what's the point of living, if it was Lao Tzu, he would have died in the coffin!"

A group of people laughed on the riverbank, and the laughter was like an invisible knife, cutting Grandpa's heart. He couldn't help himself all of a sudden, and in the face of the group of people who were dancing and laughing loudly, his grandfather's already blood-red eyes were full of steam.

"Chen Liujin! We don't have such good patience, so I finally asked you once, do you want to be pierced into a sieve by a fish hook and dragged ashore like a dead dog, or do you want to walk up yourself! Just these two paths, you choose! If you want to die, you will be fulfilled! ”

Grandpa's body trembled for a while, and then he suddenly paused, his expression gradually calmed down, he took a breath, and said, "My grandson, is it really dead, killed by you?" Skinned and made a sedan chair? ”

"Is that still fake? I'm fucking, you old thing really doesn't shed tears when you don't see a coffin, come, bring that sedan chair over, and let him see for himself if it's his grandson's skin! ”

Another yin and yang sedan chair ran over from the darkness, and the old guy of the living Luban family touched the sedan curtain and said: "Your grandson, about eighteen or nineteen years old, is tall, thin, with a ghost whip in his waist, and a Zhenhe mirror of your seven gates, isn't it?" If so, then you should take a good look at the skin on this palanquin, whether it is your grandson's skin. ”

At that moment, the grandfather was stunned, looking at the yin and yang sedan chair, he didn't speak for a long time, he opened his mouth in a daze, and his hand stretched out involuntarily, as if to see the sedan chair.

"Dead or alive, you choose! Surrender now, and live for a few more years. ”

"Good, good, good." Grandpa slowly looked at the old guy from the living Luban family, nodded, and couldn't hear a trace of anger in his tone: "I'll come up, come up"

"If you said that earlier, you would save yourself the pain of flesh and skin." The old guy from the living Luban family waved his hand and said, "Make way for him, go over to the two people, tie him up first, and escort him over." ”

Immediately, two people swam towards the stone coffin with ropes, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the people in the thirty-six side doors were different, some were relieved, some were sneering, and more were indifferent. They looked indifferently at the old, gray-haired old man, covered in blood, but without the slightest pity.

The conscience of these people is broken.

Poof

Grandpa suddenly knelt heavily in the coffin, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows twitched a few times, and his head hit the ground, and when he raised his head again, his forehead was broken, and old tears were rampant.

He didn't cry, he cried silently, tears mixed with the blood on his forehead, and slowly flowed down the wrinkles like thousands of furrows on his face.

"Ancestor!" Grandpa wept while looking at the river: "I dare not disobey the ancestral teachings in my life, never kill innocents indiscriminately, I have done the wrong thing, I recognize the wrong person, and I will be punished by myself!" Chen Lao Liu has been lonely all his life, just such a grandson, just such a one, he is still young, a child! Ancestor! It's you who don't have eyes! God still has no eyes! ”

"Come on, don't talk nonsense anywhere, hurry up and arrest it." Someone on the shore shouted impatiently: "Hurry! ”

Two people who wanted to swim over to tie up their grandfather raised their hands and climbed onto the stone coffin, at this moment, grandpa raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, his fist was as fast as a bolt of lightning, bang bang twice, the two people who had just climbed up raised their heads and fell into the water, and half of their faces had been broken by grandpa's punch.

Immediately afterwards, the grandfather threw the long wooden pole to the river beach, the wooden pole crossed an arc, swished out, and finally fell into the shallow water, slowly floating, at the same time, grandpa turned over and jumped into the water from the stone coffin, as soon as he fell into the water, only a small splash was splashed, and the whole person disappeared at once.

I don't know if grandpa's water nature is the first in the Yellow River beach, but after he entered the water, it seemed to have completely disappeared, and those people around him looked around, but they couldn't see the slightest clue.

"This old thing wants to escape! Go to a few people, go to the hanging pile and guard it! ”

Grandpa disappeared, the water was calm as usual, and some people began to swim towards the hanging pile, trying to hold the gap at both ends, and a group of people were looking around on the river beach. The wooden pole thrown by the grandfather was washed away by the waves and swept towards the river beach little by little.

Suddenly, Grandpa's figure emerged from the shallows and grabbed the wooden pole floating on the water. With a casual support, the whole person seemed to fly up, volleying towards the crowd on the shore. Grandpa's body has not yet landed, and the long wooden pole has already carried the strength and swept forward.

"Mizuya, my child!" Grandpa's eyes were red as if he was about to drip blood, and he stared at the crowd on the shore: "Look at grandpa to avenge you!" ”