"Sister Zhang, don't joke with me, Li San will trouble you to take care of it in the future. ”

Sister Zhang is the eldest brother who died, and she got her little daughter-in-law from before the thief. The face is just the average face, but the breasts and buttocks are really thick enough.

In the past, when the eldest brother was alive, his brothers only dared to glance at him twice to relieve his addiction.

"Yes, yes, but ......" Sister Zhang paused.

"Got it, got it!" Rat Eye smiled awkwardly, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his pocket, and stuffed them into Sister Zhang's hand.

Sister Zhang smiled, "You little bastard, do you still have to change your clothes? Also, what about the hush money?"

With a bitter face, Rat Eye gave the only remaining silver to Sister Zhang. He had wanted to use the money to buy some wine to drink.

"Kid, how old are you this year?" Sister Zhang squatted down and pulled Li San's hand and asked with a smile.

Seeing this, Rat Eye broke out in a cold sweat again, and quickly slipped away.

Li San took advantage of the situation and lay down in Sister Zhang's arms.

Sister Zhang also didn't dislike Li San's dirty body. She smiled.

Li San was lying in Sister Zhang's arms, soft, and Sister Zhang's body did not have a strong smell of perfume, and there was not much decoration on her face, so she felt very approachable when she looked at it. Isn't this Li San approaching?

"Isn't it tiring to be tired of such a young child, with a sword and a strange thing?"

As he spoke, he wanted to move and take off the sword and ruler behind Li San.

Li San pushed out of Sister Zhang's arms, and returned two soft and round things in his hands. Sister Zhang was already squatting, but as soon as Li San pushed, he fell to the ground.

Li San didn't blush, either: "The things I carry behind my back can't be touched by others." ”

"Okay, okay, if I don't touch it, I'll boil some water, you wash it, and change into clean clothes. ”

After Li San finished washing, he changed into clean clothes, and wanted to go around the mountains to see his new nest.

Li San has also seen in martial arts novels before, many heroes and heroes have fallen into the grass, but he didn't expect that he, a young hero, would be reduced to such a state.

"There's a little brother, he's very handsome, and when he grows up, he will definitely fascinate thousands of girls, I wonder if I can still remember my sister when the time comes?"

"My sister is so beautiful, I will never forget it. ”

"The little mouth is so sweet!Come and let my sister pinch it~"

Li San dodged for a moment and ran out of the yard.

When Li San walked away, Sister Zhang sighed and secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, just now he had been holding back and not letting himself cry.

She sat on the stone in the courtyard and said to herself. "You wrongdoer, why did you walk ahead of me......"

A few years ago, there was a famous dart board in the city, and the division leader of the dart board was an old man over 70 years old.

The old man has a son and a daughter under his knees, the son is the older brother and the younger sister is the younger sister.

The elder brother is tall, strong, and has a little talent in cultivation, and the teacher is also very happy that he has such a son, and his career is not worried about inheritance!

Once, my brother took my sister to the street, because my sister always liked to cling to my brother. Walking to the shop selling handicrafts, my sister saw a small object she liked and asked her brother to buy it for him.

When the two hands touched, they both retracted their hands as if they were electrocuted.

The elder brother apologized to the other party honestly, and did not dare to look up at the other party.

When he heard that gentle and delicate voice, his brother raised his head and looked at each other.

The honest man blushed, and the woman smiled.

"Since the girl likes me, I won't be loved. ”

"Sister, wait a minute, what do you like, and then buy it for you, okay?"

The younger sister looked at her brother complainingly, and muttered in a low voice, "Brother, you are heavy and light on sister!"

When my brother returned home, after some inquiry, he learned that the woman was an Oiran in a restaurant.

So every day I soaked in the restaurant, listened to music and drank.

The old father of the family was also seriously ill in a fit of anger, and finally left a mess and left!

Sister, looking at this brother, she also hates him and hates him. I didn't even say a word to him at home.

Later, my sister actually heard that my brother actually fought with a disciple of the Xiulai sect for the sake of that woman, and it seems that he also injured the disciple of the sect.

Sects and sects, gangs and factions, beat their sons out of Lao Tzu, so people on the rivers and lakes generally don't dare to provoke people in the sect, even if it's just an ordinary disciple.

That day, my sister heard that her brother had been injured on the street and had one of his ears cut off.

My sister rushed out of the house in a hurry.

The elder brother lay on the ground with his back face, looking at the trash who had been defeated by himself and hid behind his senior brother. He pursed his lips and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

The senior brother felt a sense of humiliation in his heart. He slowly raised the sword in his hand, looked cold, and slowly stabbed his brother in the chest.

My brother slowly closed his eyes, and after a long time, it seemed like a lifetime. When he opened his eyes, he saw his sister had been impaled in the chest and lying in a pool of blood, with a smile on her face.

I used to be just a little woman in a restaurant, who didn't sell her art.

When I first saw him, I only felt that he was tiger-headed, and then he kept appearing in the restaurant, and she also knew that he liked her, and then she also fell in love with him.

A cultivator who came from nowhere broke this peaceful life.

The cultivator took a fancy to his body, and he stupidly protected himself and knocked the cultivator away, but then an even stronger one came.

Killed his sister and cut off his ear before leaving.

She has always blamed herself for destroying his home.

Since then, the town's dart game has disappeared, as has the restaurant Oiran.

......

Li San turned slowly in the cottage, those who had seen him, the atmosphere did not dare to gasp, and those who had not seen him were better, thinking that it was someone's distant relative, the cottage has always been very open to the outside world, but there need to be someone in the village.

Li San took a general look, the stockade is not big, it is round, the diameter is about two miles, there are a total of eight whistles, each whistle has three people on duty, and the horses are kept in the center of the cottage.

The defense was okay, Li San didn't go back at night, meditated at the highest place on the mountain, and looked at the village, he saw Sister Zhang enter the rat-eye house, and the rat-eye sent out the woman who should be his wife.

......

"Mouse Eye, tell me honestly, if he's dead. ”

Sister Zhang's eyes looked at the rat's eyes, and the rat's eyes didn't dare to look at his eyes at all.

"Isn't it, that cultivator found here?"

Rat Eye shook his head and sighed.

Sister Zhang held back her tears for a day, and at this moment she couldn't hold them back anymore, and all of them welled up in her eyes.

The cry floated in the air, to the mountains, to the places where it couldn't float......