Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Wind on Nancheng Street (3)
The sixth son's life is like the blood red that blooms on his chest.
The eyes are also confused, and the world is also confused.
The dilated pupils began to quickly rewind the fragments of a lifetime, childhood, youth, and present...... The first person to appear was not his mother, nor the bearded man who took care of him like a big brother, but a man he hated all his life.
That gambling habit, lost the family wealth and lost the property, lost the property and lost the mansion, lost the mansion and lost the wife and concubine, and finally even his son wanted to make a bet.
Ten-year-old Liuzi watched his mother commit suicide by hanging from a beam, and with an expression that never blinked, he finally raised the kitchen knife at the man.
The blood shadow splashed, the six sons didn't even look at it, threw down the kitchen knife and ran, and ran to another city overnight, from then on, there was no Chen left in the world, only the six sons were left.
The six sons begged along the streets, fought with a group of beggars to save their lives, and occasionally stole chickens and dogs, and touched people's money bags.
The world only knows that there is a little ruffian and a thief in Jeju City, but they don't know that he was also a rich and noble child.
Finally one time, he couldn't touch someone's money bag, he was caught red-handed, twisted to the government, and then found out his true identity and the murder of his father, and his fate seemed to be only four words "ask and behead after the autumn".
The sixth son, who is only fifteen years old, is not afraid of death, because even living is so hard, how terrible can death be?
I don't know the luck of life, why mourn the pain of death?
It wasn't until hundreds of villagers in his original town interceded for him and knelt down in front of the government that he knew that the difference between life and death was not whether it was bitter or not, but whether it was needed or not. In other words, whether it means more to someone else in life or to die is more meaningful.
But the villagers didn't succeed after all, and what awaited him was a severed head meal.
If he hadn't experienced the intercession of his neighbors, Liuzi would have felt that it didn't matter, and he was even very happy that he could finally eat and drink, but after the experience, he didn't want to eat, because no matter how good it was, it was the last meal.
Just when the sixth son was in a state of panic, there was a sudden shock under his feet, and a low voice roared: "Move your ass and balls to Lao Tzu!"
That's the beard.
The bearded man led a group of people to dig a tunnel overnight and rescued the six sons.
Before leaving, the sixth son saw that the jailer had seen him, but the jailer didn't say anything, only smiled faintly at him.
Liuzi followed the group to Kyoto, and the bearded man told them that the girls there had round butts and big butts, and they could take the gold casually.
In this regard, Liuzi actually didn't care so much, he looked at the man's back, and silently told himself that his future life was his.
The days in Kyoto passed quickly, although there were wars and demons outside, but he didn't care about these things as a gangster, he was worried about how to eat and drink well, and how to fight for more credit for the bearded man.
And just like that, three years have passed. The sixth son had almost forgotten that there had been a child named Chen Liu, and by the time he remembered it again, it had reached the moment before he fell asleep forever.
The bearded man was entrusted by a young man who entered the secret hall for further study, protecting a female doll named Naruo, and several brothers of the six sons took their turn on the first day, thinking it was a walk before dinner, but who knew that something happened on the first day. A large group of soldiers rushed out, kidnapped Naruo, and several brothers were also hacked and killed on the spot, he desperately rushed out, wanting to tell his eldest brother that he had messed up the matter.
But he couldn't last that time, the continuous running made the blood flow worse, he couldn't tell the direction, and finally, before he was about to be deprived of consciousness, he saw the young man in white, perhaps, he had a way.
The sixth son said three words, and a brilliant blood flower suddenly bloomed on his chest, and he closed his eyes-
In this life, I am finally needed, and hope must be lived.
......
Qian Yi looked at the man in front of him and lost his anger, and his eyes sank.
The man was a stranger, and Chiya was sure he didn't know the latter, but it was clear that the man knew himself.
Things get weird, first someone wants to kill him, and then a strange man comes running to report to him, saying "save the girl", and before he can finish speaking, he is killed. For a moment, messy and clueless information poured in, and Qian Yi also frowned.
This doesn't seem to be a time to think about it, because the six silver lights are close at hand, and the green clothes are floating, and the sharp edge cuts the skin painfully.
However, Qianyi didn't seem to see anything, and still moved forward, and the knife was never unsheathed.
The lazy on his shoulders stood up, as if he had slept too long, so he stretched his waist lazily, opened his mouth wide and inhaled deeply, inhaled until his little belly was round and bulging, and thenโ
Bang!
There was a bang! The huge trees of the walls and houses within a radius of ten zhang were all uprooted, like inferior straw paper toys, which instantly turned into crumbs and flew upside down!
The six silver rays of light were also like paper kites with broken threads, and they were all smashed into the air along with the people around them. In the ruins, Qianyi finally discovered that the people who came and went before were all changed by the beasts, and none of them were living creatures!
And in a courtyard on the west side of the street, Qian also smelled a very faint and strong smell of blood. Qianyi's face changed, and he walked quickly towards the mansion, pushing open the closed door, which was filled with corpses, men, women, and children, pedestrians and merchants, who were the people in the disguise of the previous machine beast.
In order to kill himself, he actually killed all the pedestrians and vendors on the street!
Qianyi was stunned at the door for a long time, then turned around and said one word: "Get up!"
has turned into the laziness of the three-zhang snow beast, the blue eyes are like electricity, and with a slight flap of its wings, it will hold Qianyi in the air.
Qian Yi raised his eyes and looked around, and soon, he understood what the strange man meant when he said "save that woman". In an alley, Naruo was being grabbed by a group of big men, and the clothes she was protecting had turned into strips of cloth.
Qianyi's eyes sank like the abyssal sea, and he didn't speak, and the next moment, his figure had appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone didn't see Qianyi, because their eyes were attracted by the sudden appearance of the three-zhang giant beast, the lewd smile on their faces suddenly froze, and before they could make a sound, they only felt that they had flown up, until they saw the companion whose head flew up next to them, they didn't know what was happening, but it was too late.
Blood gushed and heads fell to the ground.
Chiya walked up to Naruo when the blood was stained in the sky, took out a shirt and handed it over, the girl hugged her knees, curled up in the corner, shivering, I don't know if it was because of the fear that the group of evil men brought her, or because she was lazy and killed like ants.
Fortunately, she still knew Qianyi, and took the shirt tremblingly, covering her naked skin like snow.
Suddenly, the girl stood up with a scream, and ran out in a panic.
"Mother!"
Qianyi stopped the girl and landed on Lazy, his eyes calm: "Go!"
Lazy to flap its wings in the wind, like an arrow, straight into the sky.