Wang Shi didn't pick up the knife on the ground, coughed a few times, and said, "I don't know how to use a knife." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Then what's the matter with the cocoon in your hand? If you haven't used a knife for ten years, how can you have such a thick cocoon? You are a knife man, this is a fact that cannot be changed. It was, it is, and it will be!"

"The cocoon will disappear. ”

"If you keep holding the knife, it won't go away. ”

"I'm not going to hold a knife anymore. ”

"Then I'll kill you. "The sound is like a blade, it is the sound of real killing. Obviously, this swordsman must have killed a lot of people before.

"Then you can kill me. Wang Shi said calmly, no further retreat.

Knives are coming!

Breaking the air!

Wang Shi's body couldn't help but turn, and the deadly knife flashed.

No matter how you forget it, the instinct of the body is still there. When the knife was close to his throat, the feeling of death still caused the body to react automatically.

"There are some things that you can't forget. The swordsman who came kicked the iron knife under his feet in front of Wang Shi.

Wang Shi bent down and picked up the iron knife, which was very heavy and a little difficult to hold.

A thin and powerful young man, like a scholar, was at most equipped with a fancy thin sword, and it was really difficult to hold such an iron sword. Now Wang Shi, who is weak, can't believe it.

A chill suddenly appeared in the swordsman's eyes!

The shadow of the knife is in chaos in the cold rain!

Wang Shi is like a boat in the stormy waves, swaying left and right with an iron knife, constantly rubbing shoulders with death, and never being able to cut the knife in his hand. Just two dodges made the pain on his body burst out, and he couldn't help but be covered in cold sweat.

Soon, the swordsman lost his strength and turned over and left without leaving a word.

Wang Shi knew that he would come back tomorrow. Of course, it was still cloudy tomorrow, and the swordsman obviously didn't want to show his face, didn't want to be recognized.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. No matter where you are, you will always come across someone with a knife.

Wang Shi put down the iron knife that was still cold, looked at the cold rain outside the window, and coughed softly. Now he is infected with cold, but he is not so easy to heal.

I just hope that the next day, the legendary little girl of the Hu family must not come, otherwise such a trouble will not be so easy to solve.

The knock on the door was louder than the rain, Wang Shi heard it, was silent for a while, and went to open the door, he couldn't just shrink into the house and pretend that he didn't hear it.

The little girl of the Hu family, sixteen or seventeen, is not much different from what Aunt Li said, and she is indeed the best-looking person in the town. It's just that that mouth is a little big, and it is estimated that laughing will ruin the whole face.

"Well, I heard that you are infected with a cold, I will give you the medicine to boil, drink it while it is hot. ”

Before Wang Shi could speak, a small medicine jar was stuffed in his arms, and the little girl of the Hu family let go of her hand and ran away.

How can there be such a white little student as Wang Shi in a small city, and as soon as he came, he hooked the heart of the Hu family's little girl. Fortunately, Wang Shi doesn't have any family here, and few people stand at the door on rainy days, otherwise he would be seen by others, which is really a shameful thing, and it will not be ridiculed for several days.

Xiao Nizi of the Hu family forgot to take an umbrella and ran away, leaving only footprints when she turned the alley.

The oil-paper umbrella may have been left on purpose, probably waiting for Wang Shi to send it back, or to pick it up the next day, which is a good excuse to meet. Such careful thinking was naturally taught by Aunt Li to the Hu family's little girl.

Wang Shi looked at the cyan oil-paper umbrella under the eaves, stood for a long time, and finally did not take the umbrella and left it outside the door. After seeing the swordsman, his heart was touched after all.

There are some things that you can't forget, and some things that will accompany you for a lifetime. He is destined to be a swordsman, even if his hands and feet are broken, he will not change.

Of course, the little girl of the Hu family did not go home, but hid at the entrance of the alley, and immediately looked there after hearing the sound of the door closing, but saw that her oil-paper umbrella was still outside the door.

"If you don't like people, why do you look at the door for so long? If you like people, why don't you put away the oil-paper umbrella properly? You are a strange person! How can you do something that people can't see!"

Xiao Nizi of the Hu family was a little annoyed, stomped her feet hatefully, and returned home all the way back to her home.

Wang Shi didn't drink that bowl of steaming medicine that was absolutely bitter to tears, of course it wasn't because of bitterness, after all, Xiao Nizi of the Hu family added a lot of sugar to it, he just didn't want to drink the medicine and didn't want to cure the disease.

In this way, the cold took root and began to live for a long time, breeding in this warm body.

The cough was not good, and he had no strength in his body, and he couldn't hold the heavy iron knife in his hand, and he was almost cut off his shoulder by a knife tonight.

Fortunately, the swordsman's knife was a little old, and he left quickly, otherwise Wang Shi might really be killed.

At night, Wang Shi had a burst of heat, but he didn't see any better, but he got worse.

During the day, it was still as usual, going to Uncle Zhou, passing by those acquaintances who needed to say hello or even chatting a few words, Niu Fugui still squatted at the door every day to eat noodles, and Aunt Li still stopped Wang Shi and told him that the little girl of the Hu family was good.

This is true of this small town, and so is life.

Xiao Nizi of the Hu family secretly followed her several times, and also came to get her umbrella back, but Wang Shi's lukewarm attitude made her a little annoyed, but she was not discouraged.

Not to mention anything else, as long as she doesn't laugh, Xiao Nizi of the Hu family dares to pat her little chest and promise that there is no one more beautiful than her in the entire small town, but she must marry Wang Shi, and she can't take this kid if she doesn't believe Aunt Li's idea.

She was full of confidence and ambition, and every day she would think about the scene when she was married, and then she went to bed with great joy.

The swordsman in the night didn't come for long, and he always lost his strength without a few cuts, so he hurried away.

Familiar with the weight of the iron knife, although Wang Shi couldn't cut it out yet, he could also block a few moves without dodging in embarrassment. It's just that his illness is getting worse and worse, and he is getting weaker and weaker, more like the kind of white-faced little scholar raised by everyone.

"Your face is not very good, you are a little sick, hurry up and go to Dr. Xu in the north of the city to have a look. Uncle Zhou stopped copying and took out a string of copper coins from his body.

"I'm not seriously ill. Wang Shi smiled and refused.

His arrival divided half of Uncle Zhou's rations. And this string of copper wires, new and old, some have dust on them, at a glance, I know that Zhou Bo finally made it up, and it took a long time to get it out, and he took it out today.

was saved by Uncle Zhou, and was treated like this again. I have to say that Wang Shi's luck is always very good, and he can meet people worthy of his trust wherever he is.

Of course, Wang Shi didn't go to treat his illness because his illness could not be cured.

He was the only one who could cure his illness.

Fortunately, there has been no rain in the past few days, the summer has begun, the weather has begun to warm, and there is no spring cold, Wang Shi is not lying on the bed gasping for breath, but his steps are a little frivolous, and his face is even whiter, but it makes the little girl of the Hu family like it more.

Summer solstice.

Niu Fugui is still squatting to eat, Aunt Li and Xiao Nizi of the Hu family are still persevering, the business in Uncle Zhou's shop is still dull, and the swordsmen at night do not come often. Probably because the night was very shallow, I was afraid that I would be recognized, so I only went when it was cloudy and rainy.

Wang Shi didn't want to guess who the swordsman was, he didn't want to guess such kindness. He knew it, but he wanted to never know who it was.

Everything is business as usual, and it seems that such a day will go on like this, for the rest of his life.

However, Wang Shi knows very well that if it turns into autumn, the diseases on his body will become rampant, and he is afraid that it will become very serious, and he will be extremely tormented in winter.

If you don't get it right, you will continue to survive like this every year in the future, and you will become a sick seedling. If he doesn't heal, he will really die young.

White porridge with greens.

Wang Shi ate dinner very slowly, cracked open the butter duck eggs given by Aunt Li, began to pick out the yellow in it little by little, and ate two bowls of rice, satisfied.

The night is short, the dusk is long.

Wang Shi also meditated for a long time, and he didn't want to think too much about it, so he sat quietly. If you think about it, there are so many things that you might as well not think about it.

The wounds on his body began to heal, and as long as he didn't pull violently, there was no such stinging pain.

The days go on and on.

The dusk of this day is very beautiful, a large area, light and fluttering, which makes people want to grasp it with their hands.

Xiao Nizi of the Hu family asked Wang Shi to go to see him on the way, but Wang Shi refused again. The little girl of the Hu family was really angry this time, and left angrily, waiting for a long time and not seeing Wang Shi catch up, she actually cried angrily and kept kicking the stones on the side of the road.

Before he could get home, the curling green smoke rose.

"Who could it be?"

Wang Shi didn't remember who would cook for him in the small town, the little girl of the Hu family had just left angrily, could it be that she would be ready to cook for herself immediately?

Of course, others are cooking by themselves, Wang Shi always feels a little awkward, probably can't eat. He would rather be someone else than someone else.

With a little curiosity, Wang Shi pushed open the door of his house, entered the kitchen, and saw the person cooking.

"Are you back?" asked naturally.

"I'm back. The answer is natural.

"Go sit down, I've learned to cook. ”

"Okay. ”

It seems like the most ordinary day.

Two pairs of chopsticks, two bowls, a plate of green vegetables, there is not too much oil, and the light one is a little pitiful.

"It didn't burn at all. ”

"Of course!"

Eating is slow and dusk is long.

"Let's take a look. ”

"What to see?"

"It's good to see anything, I think this little town is quite beautiful, there seem to be fish in the stream outside the city, and a few trees have very lush leaves, and this dusk must be quite beautiful. ”

"Then go check it out. ”

There were footsteps in the alleys, and footprints outside the city, all in pairs, never separated.

"Yo, Brother Wang, who is this, so handsome?"

"The daughter-in-law who didn't pass through the door. Ning Yi, this is Aunt Li. ”

"Hello Aunt Li. Ning smiled very sweetly, like the most beloved elder of his family.