Qu Yong is like a mad cow. Completely disregarding their own safety. I want to use my chest and flesh to resist the man who looks like an old man. Then he struck the "twin peaks" with both hands, and pinched out the cannon hammer and hit the man's temples on both sides.

The man was sure. This blow of his own will definitely dig out Qu Yong's heart. But it is inevitable that the hand will get stuck between the ribs. If you want to pull out, you have to be at least about a second slower. This second. Enough for him to be hit in the temple as well. Head blossoms.

"He's going to fight hard. Think beautifully."

Naturally, the man refused to die. He grabbed the ground with five fingers under his feet. It's actually a unicorn step. Take a step back in between the extremes. Then a slam punch came back up. His fist is like an arrow. A thorn is like a fire thrashing. Straight and unbeatable. Carrying a powerful fist style.

No matter how strong this punch is. Qu Yong can't see it either. He doesn't dodge or dodge this punch. Still a step forward. Doublet piercing ears. It's just to be desperate.

"You. . . There is no such way in the world." The man took another step back.

One person is desperate. That man is also a master. Judging from these two tricks, at least it is also a strength. But both moves were forced back by a dark Qu Yong. This has to be said to be a strange anecdote.

Life is fought for. If a person doesn't even want to die. So. The gap in the realm will also be bridged.

That's it. Seven moves in a row. After seven moves. Qu Yong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. Said: "If you are my master. My first move is double-peaked. All you need to do is draw a circle with one hand. The other hand continues to dig into the heart. and they will take my life. Pity. You don't know how to draw circles yet. You want to kill me. But he was reluctant to give up his life. Who the hell are you.."

"Who do you say I am. I'm naturally a celestial scholar." The man said, "Can't you see my face?"

Qu Yong saw it clearly. I really can't find a flaw in that face. He said secretly: "Master's body is gone. There is such a mysterious person again. It doesn't seem that simple. I'd better find a way to escape first. Leave the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood."

He thought about it. I already have a retreat in my heart. A shrunken "donkey rolling" and touching the right calf with his right hand. Pull out a pistol. Shoot and shoot. The gun was recovered from the guard who was holding Natsuki Sakurai. He was always on self-defense. Fang Cai also wanted to use this gun against Watanabe Hideki.

"Bang."

Qu Yong never fired a gun. This shot was fired at random. Of course it is impossible to hit. But it also scared the man." This kid is so ruthless."

Take advantage of the man's surprise. Qu Yong turned his head and ran. He was in the form of a dragon. Now with all your might. Like a giant lobster, it jumps far away. The man who looked like an old man had a gloomy face. He muttered, "This son may be a big hidden danger."

Qu Yong ran all the way. He didn't know where he was going.

He came to Japan. It was dragged by Tianyi Laodao. Now the latter is dead. Also the remains were lost. I want revenge but I can't find anyone. And now there is such a strange person who is very similar.

"What the hell is going on. Am I dazzled? Where am I going now?"

He ran as hard as he could. Where there is no road, go there. It's getting more and more remote. By the end of the day, he was completely lost. There are barren trees all around. Looks like you've gotten lost. Japan is a really small place compared to China. But for a person. It's still too big.

It was getting dark very quickly. It's still very cold on the outskirts of Tokyo at this time. Qu Yong didn't wear much. But he didn't know the cold. Finally run to the point of exhaustion. He fell to the ground at will. Luckily, there is still some dead grass on the ground.

Starry sky. Today's metropolises have long since lost sight of the stars. But this is far away from the uninhabited wilderness of the countryside. One lies down. And he saw the star.

Star. The sky is full of stars.

His eyes widened. Look at the starry sky. The stars are blinking. It seems like there are countless things to say. But I couldn't say half a sentence.

He just lay there. I don't even want to get up again. It seems that this barren meadow is also very good. Anyway, the sky is for the quilt. The earth is a bed. It's also quite comfortable to lie down.

That's it. He lay down until midnight. The more you lie down, the more awake you become. I didn't feel sleepy. The night is deeper and heavier. Qu Yong was in a trance. Suddenly I heard a ghost cry. The cry was miserable and miserable. Like an abandoned resentful woman. Lengthened nasal voice. Babbling and crying.

Qu Yong listened for a while. I turned out to find out. This cry is actually rhythmic. It's not like crying indiscriminately. But to talk about this wilderness. How could such a voice come from.

"Who is it?"

He listened intently for a moment. Another quarter of an hour passed. Only then did I hear a shrill woman's voice singing:

"Tonight. Boat in the middle stream.

What a day today? Gotta be in the same boat with the prince.

Shame is good. No shame.

The heart is stubborn and endless. Learned about the prince.

The mountains have trees and branches. I don't know."

This is "The Song of the Yue People". Tells the story of a drifting boat. A young girl with a spring in her arms. A joyful song. A sincere feeling.

A feeling like a slender but crystal clear mountain water. Joyful but silent.

Qu Yong was sad when he heard it. He was already worried. Now I'm moved by this tune. I want to cry.

"Men don't flick when they have tears." A man gradually walked in the distance. His face was painted with oil paint. It's a creamy little look. Wearing a big green color dress. On the head is a long emerald green crown. It's just ridiculous. But the tone of his mouth changed. Become righteous and rhetorical. It's like the overlord of Chu on the stage. Sonorous and powerful. In Chinese: "Iron-blooded good man. Shed blood without tears."

"You are Chinese." Qu Yong jumped up with a "harrier turning over". Staring at this servant. Road.

"The slave family was originally a Song family. The exiled gold state serves others. Cheng Lang is not the same as Cheng Lang. persuade him to flee and run ahead." His singing is "Life and Death Hate" in Peking Opera. Singing a chant and three sighs. It's sad and crying.

"Why can't this man speak well?" Qu Yong thought to himself. But he said, "I don't know the rhyme. Can Your Excellency speak properly?"

"Well... It's boring." The servant yawned. Stretch your waist elegantly. "Since you don't understand anything. Why bother talking to you. Pull out the mountains and cover the world. The times are not good. It's not going to pass away...... The widow goes, too...", he said to the end. It turned out to be another singing sentence. After singing, he turned around and was leaving.

"Hey..."Qu Yong didn't expect this person to leave after singing. There is also some loss. It's rare to meet a living person in China. Who knows. It's gone in a blink of an eye.

After a while. About half an hour. There was another cry. This time the cry. It's not miserable. but weep bitterly. Crying is dry. It's getting closer. It was a head as big as a bucket that actually walked over. Skinny and short bad old man. Dressed in a shabby Hanfu. The beard is as white as snow. It grows all the way to the feet. It's almost knotted when it drags to the ground.

He wept and walked under a tree with a crooked neck. Then he looked up slightly and looked at it for a while. He shook his head again. Crying with a nose and a face. Then bend over. Hunched back to carry a piece of bluestone. Pad under your feet. Then step on it and take two steps. It feels pretty good. So he fumbled and pulled out a long rope from his bosom. Hanging from the crooked neck of the branch. Hit a round buckle. Just stick your neck into it.

"What are you going to do?"

In the beginning. Qu Yong also looked at it twice. Who knew that this old man was going to hang himself. He finally couldn't help but jump in the shape of a dragon and swept past. Grab the rope with a handful. He said loudly: "Life is precious. Why should the old man ......?"

"Life is precious." The old man looked at Qu Yong and grabbed his rope. Immediately it was like a wild cat that had been stepped on. Furious, he said, "You want to snatch my rope. I'm not dead. You're here to grab something. Isn't that too deceitful?"

Qu Yong distinguished: "I didn't rob it. I'm looking to hang yourself. That's why I want to save you."

The old man said anxiously, "Then you don't let go of my rope quickly. You know the rope costs me two bucks."

"Ahh This man is going to hang himself. But when someone touches his things, it's like killing him. So slammed the door. It's really rare in the world. He quickly let go of his hand. Embarrassed: "Old man. Since you still cherish a rope so much. And why don't you value your own life?"

The old man saw Qu Yong let go of his hand. Don't be so angry anymore. Sneered: "Little guy. Do you know why my old man doesn't want to live anymore."

Qu Yong said: "I don't know."

"Just tonight. I want to eat roast duck. So I went to Mrs. Wang's roast duck restaurant. I'm standing in the doorway. A suck. Soaked up the aroma. I also imprinted the roast duck deeply in my mind. It's a pleasure." The old man said happily in the first half of the paragraph. The second half of the sentence suddenly became sad again. said: "But. I'm in trouble. Go to that city; Can go halfway through. Fell a bit. When you get up. I forgot the aroma in my head. You said. What am I still alive for?"

"Ahh

"The aroma of this roast duck. Enough for me to eat dry rice for three days. But this one fell. My old man forgot about it. I'm not alive anymore. What's the point of me being alive?"

He burst into tears. I just didn't cry anymore.

"He's a madman." Qu Yong has never seen anyone more critical of the door than this. I'm afraid all over the world. Up and down for five thousand years. I will never be more slammed by this person. There are such strange people in the world.

"Good. That being said. Damn it indeed. Hang yourself."

Qu Yong suddenly stood by. And not discouraged anymore.

The old man saw Qu Yong walk away. Instead, he wondered, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Qu Yong can still laugh. Road; "I'm waiting for you to die."

"Wait for me to die." The old man scratched his head and said, "You have to wait for me to die."

Qu Yong said: "Yes. You're dead. I'll strip you of your clothes. Take your money......"

He wasn't finished yet. The old man's face was already pale and frightening. Suddenly I don't want to die at all. He took the rope off and put it down. He scolded and scolded: "You are shameless. Dead man's stuff too. My old man is not dead. Look what you do with my stuff."

The old man was talking. It's actually gone. It's still going fast.