Whether it's easy or not depends on how to solve it.

If tonight's incident is a story from the mouth of the storyteller, it is rare that the listener will complain and be hypocritical.

Qian Yi himself knows that no matter whether Wu Cheng admits it or not, this knife will fall, but he also knows that once this knife falls, it will never be recovered, so he is willing to be cautious.

Seeing the arrival of the old man on the shore, Qian Yi was not too surprised, because whether it was the old man's safe return from the border pass, or his superb chess skills, it had already explained too much. Fang Cai was not a small movement, maybe when he went to Hongren Medical Center, the old man had already noticed him, but the appearance of the beard made Qian also a little surprised.

The beard was clearly brought by the old man, and he stood behind the old man, naked, crisscrossed with wounds that were exposed to the air, and even the pale moonlight could not erase the scarlet.

The bearded man was silent, his hands were lowered, he didn't make a fist, he didn't make any restrained movements, he stood very quietly, the only thing that showed him that he wasn't actually so calm was the eyes hidden between the messy hair and the thick beard, reflecting the lights on the other side, like two ghostly fires, piercing the silver needle Wu.

He Qianyi made up blindly for a long time, and the silver needle Wu, who had become more and more confident, had climbed on the deck with half of his body, and wanted to fool a few more words and escape with his life, but suddenly saw the beard on the bank of the river, and was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, and he fell back with a "poof" sound.

The old man didn't respond when he saw Qian, and said, "Since you think there is no evidence to kill him immediately, why don't you let the victim do it?"

What he said was a question, but Changren, the servant behind the old man, took it as an order, stretched out his hand, and the beard had floated off the ground and flew down to the six boats.

Silver Needle Wu became more and more frightened, his beard did not move, his whole body trembled, his face was like white paper, as if he saw the most terrifying ghost in the world.

Suddenly, the silver needle Wu "bang" Chao Qianyi kowtowed: "Little Divine Doctor, please save me! You don't know this person, he is the hall master of the Fourth General Hall of the Tiger Killing Gang on Nancheng Street, and he is like a hemp! The crime is extremely heinous! Eleven out of ten sentences are false, you must not believe his words! He looks at the villain like this, most likely because the villain owes him three months of protection money, and he wants to take the opportunity to kill the villain! Little divine doctor, you are different from him, you are kind-hearted, benevolent, and benevolent, and you are a great benevolent person who hangs a pot to help the world, you will definitely not watch him kill the villain! Please, please save me......"

Yinzhen Wu kowtowed, and the whole person was not in the water, so his movements looked extremely funny, like a clown who was constantly being hanged and resurrected.

But no one laughed.

Qianyi looked at him silently, watched him wagging his tail and begging for mercy, saw him desperate and embarrassed, and only had sadness and self-blame in his heart.

If you mourn, you will mourn its loss, and if you are responsible, you will blame yourself.

Who would have thought that Lang Zhong, who carried the Taishi chair in front of the Hongren Medical Center a few days ago and proudly laughed at himself, a "charlatan", would have the appearance he has now? And when he first noticed the malice of Yinzhen Wu Chao ordinary people, he should have been vigilant, but unfortunately it was too late, and many lives were lost because of this inconspicuous little Langzhong, and his "bad habit" may not be changed for a long, long time.

Like Qianyi, the bearded man didn't speak.

He opened his eyes and looked at Silver Needle Wu without turning around.

There was no anger in his eyes, and there was no ferocity, he was like the lake waves that were gradually calming down, only reflecting the lanterns, flowing water, peach petals, moonlight, and the frightened man in the water.

The surroundings became quieter and quieter, gradually like a mountain, and the silver needle Wu was short of breath, and his words became the futility of opening his mouth.

Yinzhen Wu's hope in his heart to save his life by relying on Qianyi was finally disappointed, and he found that the young man who thought he had been deceived was actually calm from beginning to end, and talked so much to himself, not because he believed in himself, but because he hoped that he could believe in himself.

It's so ridiculous! But it is the meaning of the silver needle Wu who has gone through the red dust at first sight.

He didn't think about why Qian Yi thought like this, and he didn't care whether the meaning he read was right or wrong, he understood that the young man didn't mean to save himself, which was the most important thing and what made him desperate. Because he knows too well what this big man who has killed many brothers by himself and tortured to death by himself will treat him, once he falls into his hands, he will never have one less scar on his body than him, even if he wants to die, he can't die!

The Qinxiang River became quieter and quieter, and the silver needle Wu gradually couldn't even hear the sound of the wind, and everything around him was unconsciously shrouded in bloody qi and dyed red, and then distorted into a dead soul killed by him, screaming miserably and angrily, rushing towards him.

Looking at the unfamiliar faces of the familiar fire, Silver Needle Wu had already escaped from fear, he tried to use water to sober himself up, but when the water hit his face, it became a bloody hand and choked his neck!

Silver Needle Wu couldn't bear it anymore, he screamed, turned around and ran.

It can't run in the water, so the silver needle Wu just took a step and sank.

"Gollum ......"

Silver Needle Wu made a splash and floated up. He doesn't worry about being in the water because he knows how to water and is very water-based.

However, Silver Needle Wu soon found that his feet, legs, arms, and even his whole body were all grabbed by the dead soul, and Silver Needle Wu struggled frantically, screaming as if he was being Ling Chi, and the water splashed all over the sky, excited and high-pitched!

It was a silent struggle.

It took a full hundred breaths for the waves to calm down.

The Qinxiang River is full of flowers, and there is nothing unusual to see on the quiet river, as if the man who struggled and screamed never existed.

Qian Yi stretched out his hand, and the Yanling knife broke through the water and flew back to the scabbard.

The man covered in armor could never fly back, and he buried himself deep in the mud for a thousand years, ten thousand years, until it also became mud.

Many years later, the pedestrians passing by the Qinxiang River, looking at the golden waves and feeling the breeze, will only show a relaxed smile, he doesn't know what has happened in this river, just like Qianyi who has quietly walked through countless rivers.

The bearded man stood on the boat, motionless, only watching the silver needle Wu pleading bitterly, then talking to himself, then screaming and fleeing, then struggling and drowning, and then lifeless......

Qian Yi didn't have it, but he was relieved after the cause and effect, he only knew that many causes and effects that had nothing to do with him fell on him.

He didn't kill Yinzhen Wu, and Yinzhen Wu died because of him after all.

Qian Yi sighed lightly, he killed on the long street, and in the end he couldn't ask anything, only asked a man who gave his life for his life.

The bearded man looked at the water surface where the silver needle Wu had sunk for a long time, and suddenly jumped into the water with a "poof", swam to the shore, went ashore, and did not look back, so he went alone.

Qian Yi looked at the figure of the man leaving, and also fell to the shore, and saluted the old man seriously: "Thank you." ”

The old man smiled slightly, and received the gift of Qianyi: "Today is also your luck, I don't know how many things in this world are not known and the victim cannot be found without knowing the evidence, excluding all the impossibilities, the remaining one or several possibilities, are worth trying." ”

Seeing that Qianyi opened his mouth, the old man shook his head and said: "Don't ask what to do wrong, since you are willing to do this, and you have done your best, in the end it is wrong, and you must admit it frankly." ”