The autumn breeze at noon is not cool, but the killing machine is even stronger.

The long street is cold and gentle, and after the gusts of autumn wind, it not only looks extremely depressed, but also extremely lonely.

The lifeless stone statue stood upright, staring at the side of the road like a spear.

Everything is stale.

Old fortune-telling flags, old tables, old bamboo tubes, bamboo sticks.

Old dossiers, old blue cloth robes and cloth hats.

The man held the file and stroked his beard.

There is no trace of emotion in his eyes, but they are not empty, but like white clouds floating under the sky, uncertain and ethereal.

Wusheng looked at the file in his hand, there was no text on the file, and there was nothing else.

But he seemed to be fascinated, as if he was appreciating and enjoying the uncertain and ethereal heavenly opportunity.

Yang Qing said: "Let's stay away from him, this person is weird." ”

Wusheng walked over, stood seven feet away from the man, and said, "There is no writing on the file. ”

"I can't see words."

"Wordless Heavenly Book?"

"Yes."

"Are you snooping?"

"Yes."

"Are you the Heavenly Divine Flower?"

"Yes."

Shenghua raised her head and looked at Wusheng, with a smile on her face.

His smile was not smiling, there was no crying, almost nothing, as if it were a white cloud floating under the sky, ethereal.

Lifeless eyes poked at him like spearheads, poked at everything about him.

He said, "You know how to tell fortunes? ”

"Yes, I can only tell fortunes."

"Why are there only two sticks in the bamboo tube?"

"It's a matter of heaven."

"You only use two sticks to tell your fortunes?"

"There are a total of ninety-nine lots, and one is lost after counting."

"Why did you lose it?"

"This is a sign against the sky, and it cannot be made."

"What if I make a mistake?"

"I don't know, and I don't dare to know."

"But you've only done it once."

"yes, that's why I threw it away."

"So you're alive."

"Yes, so I'm alive."

"You can only count twice?"

"Once."

"What are these two sticks?"

"Life and death signs."

"You're going to tell my fortune?"

"This is the destiny of heaven, and it is also my destiny."

"Are you trying to find someone to replace you for your crimes?"

"You're smart."

"Do you think you can escape punishment in this way?"

"I don't have a choice."

"Good."

"What does it mean to be good?"

"Please."

The Holy Flower nodded.

Heaven and earth abruptly changed, the clouds hung low, and the wind was dead and silent.

He held the bamboo tube high and recited the incantation lightly, and the bamboo sticks moved slowly, floating and swaying.

The wordless book of heaven originally had no words, but now there are them, but some of them don't know what they are, as if they are beauties, as if they are wild ghosts, as if they are demons, as if they are mountains, as if they are fetuses, as if they are nothing, slowly rising with the spell, floating, and dancing.

The weeping clouds moved violently, spit out a ray of light, and fell.

Wusheng said: "This is heavenly punishment? ”

Shenghua said: "Yes. ”

Wusheng said: "You want heavenly punishment to come down to me?" ”

Shenghua said: "Yes. ”

Wusheng said: "You can escape?" ”

Shenghua said: "Yes. ”

Wusheng said: "Why do you want to pick me to replace your heavenly punishment?" ”

Shenghua said: "Because your killing is heavy. ”

As he spoke, he watched the light fall.

Fall on yourself.

He fell, the muscles of his face suddenly stiffening and twisting.

He struggled to roll on the ground, moaning and suffering in pain, and the sound was like that of a terrible ghost who had been beaten and bitten in the eighteen layers of hell.

Wusheng didn't want to look at it anymore, sighed, and turned around, but he already felt that Yang Qing's body was already shaking violently, and there was already a cold sweat on his back.

She said, "This is the punishment of heaven? ”

Wusheng said: "Yes. ”

She said, "Why don't you take a look? ”

Wusheng said: "I'm too lazy to watch." ”

She said, "You'd better take a look." ”

Wusheng turned around, sighing longer.

In a moment, the living Heavenly Divine Flower was left with dry bones without a trace of flesh and skin.

The wordless book is gone, and the two bamboo sticks are gone.

Heaven and earth have become more depressed and lonely.

The autumn wind blew, and the dry bones shook weakly on the ground.

Where there is water, there are fish, and where there are fish, there are fishers.

Anglers who want to catch fish need to find a place with water and fish.

He looked apparently a fisherman, with a long bamboo pole with a hook and a line, but he was sitting on a small building, and the hook hung down the street.

The autumn wind blew by, and it swayed back and forth.

Yang Qing saw this person from a distance and said, "We won't go here." ”

Wusheng said: "Why? ”

Yang Qing said: "There is a fisherman there. ”

"Yes, I saw it."

"That's not a good guy."

"Why?"

"The man is fishing."

"Isn't the one who fishes a good person?"

"If you don't fish where there's water, you're not a good person."

"You don't make sense."

"At least if he's fishing here, doesn't it mean that there is something wrong with his brain."

"Yes, most likely."

"So we don't go here, we don't go near the guy who has a brain problem."

"Why?"

"People with brain problems are more likely to do things that have brain problems."

Silent without life.

He walked towards the fisherman.

Yang Qing said: "You can't go. ”

Wusheng said: "Why? ”

Yang Qing said, "If you go over again, I'll urinate on you." ”

Silent without life.

Turn around and leave.

The fallen leaves in the maple forest are Xiaoxiao, and the small building far away from the mortal dust has a fairyland meaning.

This man was downstairs, eating.

The food on the table was not sumptuous, but it seemed to be excellent in this wilderness maple forest far from the world.

Yang Qing saw it from a distance and pointed here and said, "This is a good place." ”

What she said was more unreasonable, but it was beneficial.

Her stomach was already growling, as if to tell her that if she could not find anything to eat, she was about to rebel.

Standing like a lifeless stone statue, he said, "Do you want to go over?" ”

Yang Qing said: "It's our past." ”

She had learned to be obedient, and after the lesson of cotton in the soil, she had to be very careful.

Wusheng said: "You have to be mentally prepared. ”

Yang Qing said: "Could it be that he is a flower?" ”

Wusheng said: "Why is he not a flower?" ”

Yang Qing said: "But there is ...... there." ”

Wusheng said: "You don't regret it. ”

Yang Qing said: "Okay." ”

Wusheng nodded.

He walked over and stood seven feet tall at the man, his eyes poking at him like spearheads.

The man nodded, still eating in his mouth, but the chopsticks in his hand were already greeting, motioning for them to sit down and eat.

Yang Qing's eyes already had a light in them, a light of satisfaction.

It turns out that the steamed buns are so delicious, they are even more delicious than the beef in her previous restaurant.

The man smiled and nodded. "Eat more."

Yang Qing also smiled and nodded.

With a wave of the chopsticks in this man's hand, he sank straight into the forest leaves, and the forest leaves suddenly hung down two verses.

Two strips of white cloth read:

"The words lie between the world and the world, and every sentence is proud of the rivers and lakes."

The man smiled and said: "In the next Zongwen crazy flower, the special invitation to the spear god Pinyue." ”

Wusheng said: "Yes, why don't you go and be a teacher?" ”

Crazy Flower said: "In addition to indulging in alcohol and writing, I just have a good night's sleep, and I don't want to ask for it." ”

Sigh of nothingness.

Yang Qing said: "Besides Pinyue, what else?" ”

Crazy Flower said: "There is also a good downlink to the top." ”

"What if it's not right?"

"That's not going to be easy."

"What's so bad?"

The crazy flower was silent, her face seemed to be a little unpleasant, and then several cold rays of light suddenly shot out from the dense forest leaves, hitting the table unbiasedly.

Silver needles the size of chopsticks lined up on the table in one word, "Kill." ”

Wusheng said: "I will kill people, not poetry." ”

Crazy Flower said: "Think about it, the mechanism here is made by the magic hand spirit flower, and no one in the world can escape." ”

He smiled and added, "You may be able to escape, but it's almost impossible to die." ”

Wusheng nodded.

Yang Qing couldn't eat anymore.

She didn't expect to be in such a big trouble with a meal, such a big trouble.

Suddenly, a fishhook hung from the table.

The fisherman came, and he sat on the small building.

Crazy Flower smiled and said, "It seems that you are quite busy, you don't have to worry, I can wait for you on the side." ”

After he finished speaking, he left, walked into the small building, took out the wine jug, drank the wine slowly, and admired it.

Wusheng said: "Can you catch fish like this?" ”

"Can't catch it."

"It's one thing to fish, it's another thing to catch a fish."

"Yes, you're not stupid."

"It's a pleasure to fish like this, maybe even more so than catching a fish."

"Yes."

"If you actually catch a fish, you might not be happy."

"Why?"

"Because the fish are bothering you to fish."

"Sure enough, it's a smart person."

"So you don't go fishing in the water for fear that the fish will disturb your fishing, do you?"

"Yes."

"If you don't go fishing in the water, do you hate the fish in the water?"

"Yes, because it will disturb my fishing."

"What you really like to fish is people, not fish."

"Yes, you're right."

"Because there's something wrong with you."

"Tell me?"

"You don't like to take the initiative to deliver to the door, the initiative to deliver to the door is never good, just like a fish, right?"

"I can't think you'll know what's wrong with me."

"People don't understand, they will always be more than a fish's brain, and they will never fall for you."

"Yes."

"You like to chase and go fishing, so that you are the pleasure of fishing, and it can satisfy your fishing appetite more."

"Yes."

"I let you catch it like this, but it doesn't satisfy your thirst for fishing."

"Tell me about it."

"I should run away desperately, you have fun fishing like this, and I can satisfy your fishing lust when I catch me, right?"

"Yes."

"You're wrong."

"Something went wrong."

"I don't have to run away to satisfy your fishing craving."

"Really."

"You can try it."

"You're the smartest person I've ever seen fishing for bamboo flowers."

"So hurry up and fish, a moment of fishing is worth a thousand dollars."

Zhuhua smiled, laughing very happily, the hook seemed to be laughing too, laughing and rolling on the lifeless body, and rolled up deadly.

As soon as the bamboo pole was mentioned, Wusheng went up.

Wusheng seems to be really the prey he caught, and he can't wait to embrace his prey, like an amorous girl pounces on the man she loves to give her joy and joy.

Wusheng turned his head, unwilling to look at him, kicked him away, flew out two feet away and fell to the ground, and he screamed in pain.

Zhuhua struggled to stand up, there was no trace of pain and resentment on his face, and his eyes showed indescribable excitement and excitement, he gasped and pounced, but at this time, he was like a hungry and empty shrew pounced into the arms of the concubine who gave him passion and pleasure.

Wusheng turned around, unwilling to look at him.

The bamboo flower waved the bamboo pole and turned into a green light that flashed towards the lifeless.

Wusheng sighed and slowly retracted the gun.

The bamboo flowers fell to the ground, and the motionless face still showed indescribable excitement and estrus.

Crazy Flower walked out and said, "Wonderful." ”

Wusheng said: "What else? ”

Crazy Flower said: "And you have to put the verses." ”

Wusheng said: "I don't know poetry, I only kill." ”

Crazy Flower said: "You'd better think about it before deciding." ”

Silent without life.

Crazy Flower said: "You are not sure that you will escape the mechanism at all. ”

Silent without life.

Crazy Flower said: "Even if you kill me at once, it's useless, I can still activate the mechanism before I die." ”

Lifeless to verse.

"The words lie between the world and the world, and every sentence is proud of the rivers and lakes."

Crazy Flower said, "Did you think about it? ”

Wusheng nodded and said, "The guns stand under the sky, and the drops are rolling down the mortal dust." ”

Mad Flower's face suddenly distorted, and she whispered this sentence, "The spear stands under the sky, and the drops roll down to the mortal dust." ......。 ”

I don't know how many times he said it, but he suddenly laughed, crazy, proud, and bad.

He laughed and activated the mechanism, and then it was rocking like crazy.

The cold light flashed, and ten thousand silver needles shot out.

Wusheng waved his cloak, and the silver needle hit it with a "ding" sound and fell to the ground.

Yang Qing gasped and stood up and said, "His words don't count." ”

Wusheng sighed and said, "He is a crazy flower, so it is natural to do crazy things, and it is reasonable." ”

Yang Qing jumped into his arms and smiled.