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The life of a fisherman is simple and happy.

On this day, a catcher dressed in public clothes appeared on the riverbank, Heisan.

When he came to the river, he wanted to cross the river on an errand, and looked left and right, and obviously did not find a suitable means to cross the river, so he shouted to the canopy boat in the middle of the river:

"Fisherman, if you want to cross the river, can you give me a ride?"

The canopy boat slowly approached the river bank, and for the people on the water, taking people to ferry was also a way for them to make a living.

Hei San stepped on the board, and the canopy boat immediately propped up to the opposite shore, and the two fisherwomen supported one by one and the oars with a tacit understanding.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Hei San opened his mouth and asked, "How many years have the two little ladies been begging for a living on the boat?" Can you still get by? ”

The woman who supported the penny was strong, and said with a smile: "I want to teach the guests to learn that my sister has lived on the river for five years, and she is not rich and rich, but it is not difficult to get enough food and clothing." ”

Hei San nodded, and asked, "There is no family burden, and you can always get by, but I am afraid of the old people and children in the family, I see that the two ladies are married and work the boat all day long, why not abandon the boat and go ashore to plant a few acres of thin fields, which is much more stable than on the water." ”

The paddle woman smiled heartily, "What's the difference?" Some people are good at farming, and some people are good at boating, all of them are just livelihoods and habits. Isn't it beautiful that my sister and her husband are free on the water, they don't have to look at the solar terms of the sky, they don't have to pay taxes on the fields, and they are free? ”

Hei San praised, "Children of the rivers and lakes, it's really free and easy, I see that there is still one person in the cabin who is studying, but the husband of the two ladies?" ”

The two girls smiled like flowers, "It is my family Langjun, who has been studying the ship for three years, and he has taken the Xiucai exam sooner or later, so he will take me and wait to enjoy the happiness together." ”

Hei San smiled, politely concerned, "Is this prime minister good?" I'm a fast catcher in Fufeng City, and the prince will come to the city one day to catch the exam, maybe it will be convenient? ”

The man in the cabin looked up and smiled, nodded in acknowledgment, and said nothing. But Hei San couldn't help but be shocked after seeing this person's face clearly, and took two steps back on the board of the boat, and almost fell into the river.

"Beware, guests!"

Hei Sanyan saw that the eyes of the three people on the boat were all looking at him, and he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, pointed at the Xianggong, and said in a trembling voice:

"Arrested! Is that you? I beheaded you three years ago, how can you still be here? ”

Hou Yu stood up, obviously recognizing the catcher in front of him, "Black three? Didn't you say that you would only cut me off the rope and let me run away without looking back? How do you say that now? ”

Hei San wanted to cry without tears, "Torture, I said that at the time just to ease your heart, in front of the public, how can you run away?" I'm really just cutting your rope, I'm afraid it's the year of our brothers! ”

The two fisherwomen also reacted, their faces were frightened, the people next to the pillow for three years, could it be that they were ghosts? So, how did he run all the way out after his head was cut off? Is it possible that thousands of people in the entire Dharma field are blind and stupid?

It's simply impossible! But if the body doesn't actually run out, what is it? Is it a will to survive?

All three of them looked at Hou Yu as if they were looking at a monster......

Hou Yu slowly stood up, his expression changed from surprise to fear, and he grinned to laugh at himself: It turned out that this was a dream, and he had died three years ago?

There was a red line looming between his neck, which was becoming more and more obvious, and it was obvious that his strong desire to survive could no longer maintain the incision between his neck that should have been broken three years ago, and it was about to collapse!

Even if his desire to survive is hot, Hei San's words have already broken the cornerstone of his life, and he can no longer repeat the old view.

The loss of faith, the de facto death, the struggle for life in his heart, all these things are intertwined, and the blood marks on his neck are getting deeper and more visible.

Feeling the changes in himself, and even smelling the breath of death in his body that had been suppressed for three years, Hou Yu suddenly realized that he had really been beheaded three years ago, and now what supports him is only that unwilling breath.

looked at Hei San opposite, grabbed his head with both hands, and laughed, "Master has a vest, don't you know?" ”

With a twist of his hands, he took off his head, and then another head came out of his neck, and he grinned,

"One law, one set in front of you, one set behind your back!"

Throw the head in your hand, draw your sword, jump up, and slash down!

Black San can't dodge, he is in the game, when the opponent breaks the game, with the size of the world, he can't dodge, he can't avoid!

This is the power of the rules, and since he established this dark illusion, he must abide by it, whether it is his opponent or himself.

Hei San was slashed by a sword, his body turned into a puff of black smoke, and there was a faint unwilling howl from the smoke; With the disappearance of Hei San, the two fisherwomen also turned into light smoke in a trance, as well as the canopy boat under their feet, the river, the two banks, and the entire fantasy world.

Hou Yu smiled slightly, watching the world collapse in an instant in front of his eyes, he felt a little regretful in his heart, he finally understood himself, just like his Lao Tzu, he was a person who broke the law under the guise of the law.

Someone wants to kill him with the persistence and belief in his heart, but unfortunately, he is a demon!

When he regained consciousness, he was only in front of the porthole of the pontoon bridge for a moment, and looked at the two women who were waking up at the same time, and everyone was a little embarrassed.

This illusion is dominated by his mind, not only because his realm is the highest, but also because he is the real target of others.

The two women suffered from the pond fish, so they became two fisherwomen in the illusion, that is, the women who were given to him for three years for nothing, and in these three years, of course, he practiced them with his own posture.

Although it is only in the mind, it is extremely clear in retrospect, as if it was yesterday, it is the so-called god-long friendship.

No one spoke, because he didn't know what to say, there were things to reminisce about, and some to forget, these were two good women, he didn't want to influence their thoughts, he always had to give them a free decision.

The three of them got out of the floating raft together, and on the city wall below the floating raft, a middle-aged Taoist sat cross-legged, with a weird smile on his face, but he had no breath at all, and he had already driven the crane west.

This is the sinister thing about this kind of black illusion, which succeeds in killing people invisibly, and the opponent has nowhere to run; If you fail, you have to put your life on the line, that's the rule.

To gain or to lose, it is cruel.

"Which of you knows him?" Hou Yu is very unfamiliar with this Taoist.

Lan Ting shook his head, he hadn't fully recovered from the illusion, and he was a little afraid to look at him.

Lan Ruo's concentration is much stronger, "Black Bajia, Wumen Jindan monk, known for being good at Qimen secret arts, in recent years, he has walked in the country of Anhe Dao, meddling in my northern and southern veins, he is very active, he is an extremely difficult character, senior brother, you kill him!" ”

Hou Yu pouted, "It's us!" Don't think about it, just put the pot on your senior brother's head. ”

(End of chapter)