He fell softly.

His body trembled, his gaze became delicate and weak, and he suddenly fainted.

He can't do it anymore!

He fainted alive!

The dog-headed man sighed, slowly helped him up, let go of his hand, and his body fell limply.

He nodded abruptly at the barrel.

There was no blood in the barrel, no head, it was extremely clean, there was not a trace of dirt, and there was not a trace of dirt, which was perhaps cleaner than the buttocks of the concubine, and it was so clean that it made people fear, fear.

Fluttershy has grown afraid.

She touched her chest, then her lifeless chest, and then her nose.

The expression on his face seemed to be very surprised, and it seemed to be very distressed.

"Why aren't you afraid?" Fluttershy whispers, she really doesn't want to disturb someone like Doghead.

Silent without life.

Fluttershy's hands shook slightly, and she wiped her sweat slightly, "You're old friends with this guy, do you want to go over and meet him?" ”

Silent without life.

He didn't change at all, just stood quietly in the depths of the forest, quiet as if a stone statue without a trace of life.

Stone statues are not to be feared, but he is.

"Is the doghead here looking for you?" Fluttershy blinks.

Silent without life.

Fluttershy sighs, a look of distress on her face.

Living in front of a stone statue all day long, sometimes she is really distressed and tired, and she has bitten her lip lightly, as if she is helpless.

Her gaze fell on it again.

There was not a trace of shaking in the barrel, and the official was extremely calm, obviously accustomed to such days.

He walked over suddenly, stopped at the side of the doghead, stared at the doghead, and waited.

The dog head pointed to the barrel, and then to the barrel, "Your name is the barrel?" ”

"Yes."

This man is called a barrel! There are many strange people in the rivers and lakes, and strange names are not uncommon.

"Are you going to get someone?"

"Yes." His words were faster than his words, not only fast but also concise.

"Then you go get him."

The barrel nodded.

As he nodded, his body suddenly swept up, swept into the dark night.

Fluttershy doesn't understand.

Why did this man leave? Didn't you hear the dog's order?

She looked at Wusheng, and her gaze drifted back to the group.

She knew that the statue would never speak much, and she would not make any more movements.

It didn't take long for the barrel to float back suddenly, and he didn't change anything, still holding on to the barrel.

The barrel is stable without a hint of shaking.

Fluttershy doesn't know what it is, but she is convinced that it can't be water.

The wooden barrel slowly walked towards the crest, the barrel slowly tilted, and the water inside slowly flowed out and onto the cheeks of the crest.

It's water.

Fluttershy stares at the man in surprise.

Flying with a wooden barrel without spilling a drop of water in it, this kind of extraordinary calmness may really few people can do.

The water in the barrel had been emptied, and the man was standing aside.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The doghead suddenly stared at her and helped her up. "You're finally awake."

Silent.

"Did you dream about something?" He actually grinded his teeth with him.

The more Fluttershy looks at this man, the more wrong she becomes, the more unreasonable he becomes.

Perhaps the people who kill people have this characteristic, a dreary and eerie characteristic.

Qi Zuo suddenly stared at the guillotine not far away, and his breathing became more intense and unsteady.

The red silk on the guillotine has not been removed, and the blade has not appeared, but the slightest chill has floated out, and the looming cold light has fluttered.

A pair of dog eyes stared ahead, as if staring at the pretend.

"I didn't dream of anything." I only felt that my tongue was stiff and numb.

He spoke very slowly, very tremblingly, and his voice was not well made, high and low, short and long.

"You should have a good dream."

"Why?"

"Because it's a decapitated dream."

Silent.

He doesn't have to speak, he doesn't have to say anything, he is dying, and it's useless to talk more.

The strange thing is that this person's body has gradually become stable and calm.

"Do you remember a lot of extra money?"

Silent.

"I don't want to hear about your lack of virtue and extra pleasure." Kotou smiled, "I just want to hear one thing. ”

Silent.

"Don't you want to say it?"

He looked at the dog's head, and there was a look of ridicule on his pale cheeks.

"Why should I say that?"

"Because you have a dozen children and seven or eight wives." The dog head stared at him sadly, he seemed to appreciate this expression, this expression seemed to bring him happiness and joy, "You can die, but they are still alive, if they want to live better, luck must be better." ”

A look of fear and anger appeared on his cheeks, "You......." ”

"Did you think of something?" The dog-headed priest suddenly stared at his lips, and there was a hint of anticipation on his face, "Whatever you think, say it, it will bring them luck." ”

Silent.

The dog head blinked, without a trace of anger or disappointment on his face, but said lightly, "How long have you been with me?" ”

"Seven or eight days."

"Do you already know me well?" The dog's smile remained unchanged, and he patted his cheek gently.

He nodded.

"How am I? Isn't it bad? ”

He nodded.

"Tell me, how bad is it?"

"You're not human, and you're not a ghost."

The doghead nodded, "What else?" ”

The look on his face looked very expectant, and it seemed to be very pleasant and enjoyable to listen to.

"You kill people like hemp, you want to kill anyone, kill good people, kill bad people, kill men, kill women, kill robbers, kill thieves, kill heroes, kill heroes, ,......。" He said that he was wheezing, as if he was tired, but he still gritted his teeth, "Even ......." ”

"Or even what?" The dog's smile became more merry, and the red threads in his eyes seemed to have become brighter and more crazy.

He was going mad, he was scolded mad, mad and happy.

Fluttershy blinked, grinding her teeth slightly, he'd seen someone who made him uncomfortable, but he had never seen someone so uncomfortable.

"Is this man crazy?"

Wusheng nodded.

"You seem to know this guy too?"

Wusheng nodded.

"Does this man like to kill people with a guillotine?"

Wusheng nodded.

"How much love?" Fluttershy retracts her gaze slightly, as if she is reluctant to disturb the man.

"Love as much as you want."

Fluttershy froze.

This person's problem is so bad, it's incomprehensible.

"Then wouldn't he ...... too."

"Yes, he's like a swordsman, and he loves knives." Wusheng sighed, "If he can't kill people for a few days, he won't be able to live." ”

Fluttershy is speechless.

Isn't such a person a madman? A monster?

This kind of monster is alive, and people who have done immoral things in the rivers and lakes may not live well, and they may not live well for a day, and they may always be scared, unable to eat, and unable to sleep.

This is like a lover who endures the torture of lovesickness, doesn't he have no intention of sleeping? Don't want to eat? Especially in the lonely night.

"In fact, this kind of person is also very pitiful to live."

Fluttershy is dumbfounded.

She only felt that this person was terrible, as terrible as she was, and she couldn't see a trace of pity on her body.

Silent without life.

His eyes stared and poked at the dog's head again.

The dog-headed was already smiling, and he patted his back lightly, "That's good, you go on, or even what?" ”

Hearing this kind of insult, he seemed very proud and enjoyed.

"Even you will be killed." He was already laughing.

The doghead nodded.

The smile suddenly disappeared, he took a light breath, and spit out again, "You seem to know a lot of things." ”

He nodded.

"What else do you know?"

He couldn't help but smile as if he was satisfied, but he was not satisfied.

"I know you from many years ago."

The dog head nodded, "You're quite well-informed." ”

Rich people may not be able to turn their ears behind, and the richer people are, the more they will not be able to turn their ears behind.

It is not unreasonable to say that money can make ghosts grind, and the more people who can spend money, the more they understand the benefits.

"You used to be just a pig feeder, weren't you?"

The doghead nodded.

"You're only going to cut pigweed, too?" He smiled coldly, and looked coldly at the dog's cheeks, his face already showing a triumphant glow, "You also have a guillotine at home, which is used to cook pig dishes." ”

The dog's expression was distorted, his muscles twitched, and there was no trace of resentment in his eyes.

It was a success.

"You have to cook pig vegetables every day, and if you don't eat pig vegetables for a day, you won't be able to sleep."

The doghead was silent.

"One day when it rained, you couldn't cut the pigweed, and you couldn't cut the pigweed, but you really wanted to go and get a pig, so you got rid of your dog?" Every wrinkle on his cheeks was filled with an incomprehensible cruelty, coldness, "Is my news good?" ”

"Yes, your information is indeed comprehensive." The dog head looked at the guillotine, slowly closed his eyes, and his mind seemed to have flown away, flying to the dog's side.

"Since then, you have been fond of animals, not only did you kill all the animals in your house, but you also went to the mountains and forests with a guillotine?"

The doghead was silent, and he didn't open his eyes, but he was quiet, tired, and content.

"The beasts in the mountains and forests can't fully satisfy you, so you fall in love with robbers and ruffians?" He patted the dog's shoulder lightly, "So you go and be a catcher, so that the people can be justified." ”

The doghead was silent.

"Then you go everywhere, you can take any person, as long as it's a person, you can pull a person." The smile on his face has become even more crazy and intense, "The only joy of your life may be to open the guillotine, and if you don't open the guillotine for a day, your heart will be uncomfortable, and you will not be able to sleep." ”

Everyone was stunned, there was no trace of surprise on everyone's face, and the new love did not show surprise.

He just looked at the bones quietly, cold, stiff bones, without a trace of vitality, but there was a frightening, panicked magic, especially the pair of eyeballs, looking up at the sky in a daze, as if it was a lonely and dry earth, expecting the impact of the rain.

He stared coldly at the dog's head, staring coldly at every soft and tired line on his cheeks.

He seems to be very enjoyable and happy, some people go to hurt others, and their faces will show this kind of stimulation and joyful pleasure, the deeper the hurt, the stronger and more comfortable the pleasure they get.

People really wonder why they have such cruel and vicious thoughts, why they hurt others, so that they can be happy and satisfied.

"On the day of your cave room, you got drunk and actually gave the newlywed lady to the bridle." The cruel smile on his face had been twisted and distorted, as if it were a beast, perhaps not even a beast.

The wrinkles in the corners of the dog's eyes trembled slightly, as if they were already enduring a stinging pain and torture, a stinging pain that penetrated deep into the body, a torture that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"That's why your eyes are red from crying, and they'll always be red." He patted the dog's shoulder lightly, "So you're not a human, you're not a ghost, you just like to open guillotines everywhere, dog-headed guillotines." ”

He patted him lightly on the cheek again, and smiled proudly, looking satisfied and satisfied, a satisfaction that went deep into the soul.

"So no matter what I say, my family can't do without this dog's head knife." He suddenly stared at the guillotine, and his face was already sad and painful, "So even if I tell the secret, they can't escape their fate." ”

The dog head slowly opened his eyes, and smiled shallowly, his smile had become weak and weak, as if he was a noble lady who had enjoyed violent pleasure and stimulation, as if he had been completely satisfied, completely tired, not only the body was effectively satisfied, but also the soul was effectively satisfied.

Satisfied and depressed.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and tears gradually flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

He was already weeping.

"When people are alive and can be happy, they have to be happy and don't be sad." The dog-headed priest nodded to the group of officials over there.

An official inside suddenly walked out, took out a snow-white soft cloth from his arms, and gently wiped his cheeks.

He wiped his cheeks with a soft cloth, and his movements were direct, simple, fast and skillful, and anyone could see that his work on this soft cloth was perhaps more advanced than that of the Buddhists on the Diamond Sutra.

His enthusiasm and energy have drifted away on the soft cloth.

The tears he wiped were like wiping guillotines and knives, indescribably careful and gentle, the only difference was that wine was used on the soft cloth of the guillotine, and no wine was used to wipe the tears of the guillotine.

The tears could not be wiped away, but his hand did not stop, and the soft cloth was thrown into the barrel, and he took another piece from his bosom.

The doghead nodded.

The man slowly threw the soft cloth into the barrel and slowly stood still.

"Do you know why I heard you say that?"

He nodded.

"Tell me about it."

"Because you still have a touch of humanity."

The doghead nodded.

"You want me to whine well before I die, and then die well."

The dog-headed nodded, a smile of approval already floating on his face.