"Abandoning ...... What?"

After making sure that Evillio was really gone, Rowe muttered to himself.

"This is clearly to break off desire and do the rhythm of the Buddha. ”

Then, on the way back to the raft site, Luo Wei said to himself a bad joke that was not a joke.

After saying this cold joke, Luo Wei shook his head again, because after asking himself, he confirmed that he could not give up like Evillio. He couldn't do this kind of Cheng Dù's desperate desire.

After looking left and right, Rowe was too embarrassed to go to Alvena's side, so he turned around and went to the river where Sacradin was, where Sacradin was sitting and bundling the raft.

"Hey, I can't see a necromancer, you can do something like that!" As soon as Rowe walked back to the raft maker, Sacraadin sneaked up to him and asked in a rather obscene tone, "How's it going, does it taste good?"

"It's very good. ”

Rowe corrected Sacratin's mistakes in a serious way.

"Ha, that's exactly what I guessed! You know, necromancer, when I saw you two talking mouth-to-mouth in the carriage, I thought of the grassland, and of my beloved girl, Chimodo...... I really want to go back to the grassland!"

As Sacratins spoke, his words changed from obscene to emotional and yearning.

"As long as you want to go back, no one can stop you. ”

Let a lover become a dependent, in Luo Wei's opinion, it is a matter of accumulating virtue and doing good, so he can push it easily.

"Huh. It's too late. Chimodo: She probably has a lot of children now. Sacraadin shook his head vigorously. After reaching out and wiping his eyes, he suddenly laughed out loud: "Do you know the necromancer, our custom on the grassland, a girl can stay with her lover for three days before she gets married, and after three days, the two break off their relationship...... Hey, I don't know if I planted my cubs in Chimodo's belly in those three days. ”

Luo Wei didn't answer. Because he didn't know how to get on with it.

"On the morning of the fourth day, I left the grassland alone, I swore to the Holy White Wolf and swore that I would become an invincible golden warrior, and then return to the tribe in the scenery and snatch the Qimo Duo back!"

Rowe didn't answer, and Sacradin had to continue on his own.

"Work hard, I'm sure you'll be able to do it!"

Rowe felt that he finally basically understood.

"No, you don't have to encourage me. Sacraadin shook his head at Rowe, and then showed an expression of infinite loneliness: "My situation." I know it best. I don't have a chance to become a Golden Samurai. At best, I can only become a silver samurai in my life. I'm clear, really clear, so ...... I just left the tribe. ”

"What's that...... Don't be sad, there are good women all over the world, and sooner or later you will be able to find another good woman who is compatible with you. ”

Luo Wei could only comfort Sacratin, he never thought that the steppe barbarian man in front of him, who had always been a big grin, would have such an unmentionable sad history.

"Ha, you're right!" Sacratin's love xù, at a speed that Luo Wei couldn't think of, quickly changed from infinite loneliness to eyebrows, he reached out and patted Luo Wei on the shoulder twice: "So over the years, every time I go to a big place, I will try to go to those places where I can find good women for a night!"

"Is there such a good place in the world?"

Luo Wei felt very unconscious.

"Hey, I said you don't tell me, you've never been to that kind of place. ”

Sacraadin gave Rowe a strange look.

"To be clear, what exactly are you talking about?"

Luo Wei became more and more unaware.

"Of course it's a brothel! What else could it be besides a brothel?"

Sacraadin has finally unraveled the mystery.

This mystery made the corners of Luo Wei's mouth twitch for a while, and he felt that his dark personality was about to be forced out. Rowe could no longer comprehend Sacratin's way of thinking, and he felt that the most likely scenario was that this brute, stimulated by the unrequited hatred of taking his wife, had become a member of the camp of abnormal humans.

"You get busy with Sacratin, and I'll go see how my undead minions are doing. ”

In order to prevent the dark personality from escaping again, Luo Wei can only choose to run away quickly.

"Alas, don't go, necromancer, I haven't finished my words yet......"

Sacradin tried to stop Rowe, but Rowe ran so fast that Sacradin had no choice but to give up and resume his task of tying the collected wood with a rope.

"Forget it, anyway, after crossing the river and entering the city, you will be able to find my good girls again!"

As he worked, Sacratinn was talking to himself.

......

"I've always had this thing floating. It's like you're sinking to the bottom of the river. ”

As he crossed the river on a crudely made raft, Rowe's face was visibly pale, and he looked frightened.

"Necromancer, you're insulting my craft! Of course, don't worry, because I'm not going to duel you. ”

Sakaradin made a look of anger, and he winked at Rovi, who had no fear of water at all, although he originally lived on the grassland. "Sacratin, are you really a steppe barbarian?"

In order to distract himself from worrying about the sky, Luo Wei could only ask without words.

"This kind of thing, from these manly and rough tattoos on my face, you can get the answer, right?"

Sacraadin pointed to his tattooed face and said in a swaggering tone.

"You know, when I was a kid, there was a river, and it wasn't as big as it is now, but I never learned to swim. Even ......"

Luo Wei didn't finish his sentence. Because of the second half of the sentence that he didn't say. There is a slight sense of shame - Rowe is afraid of water, since he was five years old.

When Luo Wei was five years old, his uncle, who had always been very good to him, died drunk and stumbled in the river of his hometown, and when the body was found, it had been soaked and swollen into a giant, and what scared Luo Wei the most was the fish and shrimp in the river, which ate most of his uncle's face and eyes.

For years to come, Lowe would have nightmares. I dreamed that his uncle came back to him and play with him intact, but in a blink of an eye, he became the one who was dripping with water, and half of his face was bloody and his eyes were empty.

"Xiao Wei, this is a gift from your uncle. ”

Every time, the uncle in the nightmare would tear open his body by himself, and then take out the bloody stomach or heart or liver and hand it to Luo Wei's eyes.

Luo Wei himself did not know if the source of his dark personality came from these recurring nightmares.

The only thing that Rowe thought clearly when he grew up. It was the behavior that his uncle gave him in his nightmare, and it was probably the scene of killing pigs in the countryside that he once witnessed.

Pigs killed by bloodletting. After being washed with boiling water, they are hung on a wooden rack and disemboweled, and then the internal organs are cut off by a blood-stained pig killer. The people who helped kill the pigs, as well as the pig breeders, would take over the internal organs with irrepressible joy.

On the third day after Luo Wei dreamed of his uncle for the last time, people from the public security organs came to inform their family, saying that his uncle's drowning was not a drunken stump but a homicide, because a rapist and murderer who had committed another case confessed to killing Luo Wei's uncle in the first place after being caught, and disguised as a drunken drowning crime.

"Why didn't you police find out in the first place? Why?!Why did I, an old woman, suffer such a pain again......

Luo Wei always remembered the heartbroken expression of his grandmother, who was crying blind because of the death of her sad little son, as she fumbled and grabbed the collar of the policeman who came to the door.

"I'm sorry old man, we are indeed responsible for this matter, and we don't want this to happen. But—" The policeman replied with a helpless face, "You and your family refused to allow our forensic doctor to perform an autopsy. And the murder method confessed by the murderer could not be found out at all without a forensic autopsy by a forensic doctor. ”

That's right, that's when Rovi first heard of forensic medicine and de-analytical.

So then, from time to time, there are always mysterious disappearances of kittens and dogs near Luo Wei's house.

However, Rowe himself is not very clear about this, because the person who did these things is not strictly him, but only his dark personality that has been manifested.

But at least one thing is that Luo Wei consciously made an active choice - when he was admitted to university, all of Luo Wei's wishes were forensic medicine.

This is the experience of Lowe in the past, and he will never mention it to anyone.

In the same way, this is also the root of Luo Wei's fear of the water of the river.

"Hahaha, the holy white wolf is above, there are still things in this world that have been covered, people who live near the water are afraid of water, this is simply, almost like our grassland people, afraid of horses, it belongs to the same ...... of life"

Sacraadin laughed so much that he stumbled, and then he was kicked in the ass by Cynthia, who couldn't see it, into the splashing Ingush River.

"Thank you. ”

Looking at the brute struggling in the water, a smile finally appeared on Lowe's face, so he turned his head sideways to thank Cynthia.

"You're welcome. Cynthia replied expressionlessly: "This idiot barbarian belongs to the type who doesn't know what his last name is if he doesn't fight for three days, so don't be polite to him." ”

"Fart, who said I don't know what my last name is? You bitch who doesn't even have breasts, as far as the fuck knows, nonsense, my surname is my clan name, it's the famous - Split Claw!"

Sacratin, who was fluttering in the water, had a very good ear for it, so he angrily paddled on the raft and loudly refuted Cynthia's slander against his red fruit.

"Splitclaw tribe? heh, I really can't see that this barbarian is quite ...... Well, noble. ”

Alvina, who had been looking across the river, looked into the water in surprise after hearing this.

"What do you say? Are the Splittal Clan famous?"

Luo Wei did not miss an opportunity to learn.

"It's okay, almost fifteen hundred years ago, their steppe barbarians were briefly unified under the Holy White Wolf Battle Banner of the Erboyan Tribe, when all the farming realms trembled under the blade of the wolf rider. However, unfortunately, after the death of Er Boyan, the unified barbarian tribe was divided again, and the three sons of Er Boyan each led a part of the tribe to stand on their own, and they all claimed to have inherited the blood of the holy white wolf of El Boyan, and then fought against each other...... Now, the other two tribes have long since perished, and only the Broken Claw tribe remains. ”

Alvina casually explained that she was used to Luo Wei's kind of questioning, and knew that if she didn't explain it clearly, Luo Wei would definitely keep asking.

"Someone on the shore is approaching quickly!" Ancy Ava's voice suddenly sounded: "It's a group of cavalry with red flags!"

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