Ever since He San inserted the dagger into his lower abdomen, and then blood gushed like a spring, Qian Neng was already stunned. The surrounding crowd also screamed, and then scattered and fled.

"Uncle He!" Qian Neng saw He San fall to the ground, already in a state of exhaustion, but his heart suddenly ached! After the death of his parents, He San became almost half of his relatives. Although it is not so exaggerated, and in the years when He San did not die, it seems that He San is just a dispensable character. But when he died, Qian Neng still felt sad. With red eyes, he stepped forward to pick up He San's still warm body, and then revealed a bit of sadness and dissatisfaction in his tone, and said to Qian Hui: "Let's go, go out of the city and find a place to bury Uncle He!"

Qian Hui listened to Qian Neng's words, and she was a little unhappy in her heart. He frowned and complained to Qian Neng: "Big brother, he is our enemy! Back then, our parents' bodies didn't go down to the ground, how could you think of burying him?"

Listening to what Qian Hui said, Qian Neng touched his nose and sighed. He put his hand on Qian Hui's shoulder, looked at Qian Hui's tall body, and said softly: "Forget it, let him pass the past! Our revenge has also been avenged, and Daddy and Auntie can also look at us underground! And this He San, after all, took great care of us back then." Even if he killed our parents, the matter would be settled. You just see that he killed many Mongols back then, and he is considered half a hero, and burying him can be regarded as accumulating two points of yin virtue!"

Seeing that Qian Hui was still full of reluctance, Qian Neng sighed again. He said to Qian Hui in a strange tone: "Qian Hui, in the past five years, you have changed a lot. So, if you still don't want to, go back first. Anyway, Uncle He, I must go and bury it! Actually, to be honest, Qian Hui, I still prefer you back then."

After speaking, Qian Neng turned around directly, hugged He San's corpse, and walked silently towards the city gate alone.

Qian Hui saw Qian Neng's back, but he smiled bitterly. He thought silently in his heart: "Big brother, I know you are blaming me for being cold-blooded! It's just that in the past five years, the rivers and lakes full of intrigue have turned me like this. In this place, anyone has to be assimilated! If I don't kill you, you will kill me, this is the law of the rivers and lakes! Being cold-blooded is the best way to protect yourself!"

"Big brother, I'm sorry, I can't go back to Qian Hui back then! The rivers and lakes are not the rivers and lakes we thought we had back then! This is the real hell on earth! So in order to adapt, I must also turn myself into a devil!"

Qian Neng hugged He San's corpse and walked slowly towards the city gate alone. In the process of walking, he also hoped that Qian Hui could catch up at the end. So he deliberately slowed his pace very slowly. But in the end, he was still disappointed, and Qian Hui still didn't show up in the end.

Because the assassination of the county commander half a month ago has not yet been concluded, and order has not been restored in the town, there are no officers and soldiers standing guard at the city gate, so Qian Neng walked out of the city gate easily with a corpse that was still dripping blood. walked out of the town alone, but Qian Neng thought a lot in his heart. It's not just about He San, it's more about Qian Hui. After all, no matter how good He San is to money, he is just a familiar stranger. And Qian Hui is really an out-and-out family member! Now that Qian Hui has become like this, Qian Neng feels very sad. But the heartache is the heartache, and there is no good way to make money.

But could it be that he was allowed to continue like this? Like him, it was not a good omen! In the end, Qian Neng decided that tonight, he would have a good chat with Qian Hui!

While thinking about it, Qian Neng found a place that no one cared about. I saw that there were overgrown weeds, and the rhizomes of the old trees on the side were like spider webs, cutting the ground into pieces. A few black crows rested quietly on the tree, staring in the direction of Qian Neng. The whole place is desolate.

"Forget it, it's in this place!" Qian Neng thought to himself. He gently placed He San's body on the ground full of weeds, and then stood silently by the old tree and rubbed his hands. He placed his two hands on either side of the trunk, and then transported the true qi in his body. The purple-black true qi quickly gathered towards Qian Neng's palm, causing purple smoke to slowly emerge from both of his hands. His two palms had sunk deep into the thick trunk, and he only heard Qian Neng shout, then bent his knees, shouted, and slammed upward!

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the whole tree was pulled out of the ground by Qian Neng! The crow that stayed on the branch was already startled, and at the same time flapped its wings and flew towards the sky, sprinkling a long series of ugly cries in the sky. He casually threw the tree weighing more than 10,000 catties to the side, and then picked up He San's corpse and carefully put him into the big pit that originally contained the roots of the tree.

After putting He San into the ground, Qian Neng sat on the ground, panting and resting for a while, and then slowly dug some mud around to fill the pit, and at the same time completely covered He San's incomparably simple "tomb".

After doing these things, Qian Neng respectfully kowtowed to the tomb three times, and then patted the dust on his body and staggered away. It was nearly late and the sky was getting dark. He San's tomb, that is, the small mound, under the setting sun, the shadow pulls the elder, as if leading to the horizon. The distant skyline, shimmering with moving light, welcomes the return of the dead.

After Qian Neng buried He San, he slowly walked back to the town alone. Everyone in the town was in a hurry, and they all walked towards their homes. And the homeless Qian Neng is heading towards the inn, with slow steps. Although along the way, Qian Neng has been thinking about how to communicate with Qian Hui, he has never come up with any good way. Either way, it seems awkward at first, and it must not be much better.

In the end, although Qian Neng had slowed down as much as possible, his destination had arrived. Qian Neng stepped into the inn with some trepidation, walked upstairs slowly, and finally pushed the door into the room. I saw Qian Hui lying on his back on the bed, his face solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qian Neng thought about it, and finally mustered up the courage, stepped forward and pushed Qian Hui, then touched his nose and said with some embarrassment: "Qian Hui, I have something I want to say to you." ”

Qian Hui sat up straight, and his face was also heavy. He interrupted Qian Neng's words: "Big brother, I know what you want to say to me. Well, I'm going back to the beggars tomorrow. I have to rush back to participate in the Young Disciple Contest that the Beggar Gang is about to hold. Then you will come with me. When you actually get into this damn world, you'll know why I'm the way I am!"