The people of the deserted village did not dare to do anything to this warrior for a while, and Mr. Gong trembled when he saw this warrior, and he was afraid, but he did not dare to do anything to him. For a while, Mr. Gong lost interest in life, and walked to the river for a while, wanting to end his life.

Since people say that this warrior is a god, why does this god stay in his own house, and his house is not a temple, is God mistaken? So he floated to the surface of the water, but he heard someone say, "Don't hit me." "This sound is not too loud, but it is clear and clear in the night, and as for where this voice comes from, I can't find it for a while.

Are there still people living under this creek? Mr. Gong was a little dazed for a moment, but he leaned closer to see what was under the river. At this time, he was lying on the surface of the river, and even did not hesitate to go into the water to listen, but he still heard nothing, except for the sound of water, nothing else was found.

"Maybe I heard it wrong, there is no one here, why should anyone speak, this must be my mistake, how can there be any ghosts in the world?" Mr. Gong thought as he walked. At this time, the moonlight is like water, the wind by the river is blowing Mr. Gong's clothes, and the fragrance of a wisp of flowers wafts from nowhere, which is making people feel comfortable and comfortable.

However, Mr. Gong still didn't want to live, because there was a ghost in his house, otherwise, why would the people in the deserted village suddenly have a stomachache when they beat that warrior? Doesn't that prove that the warrior is a monster? And there is a monster in his own house, what is the meaning of living in the world? It's better to die like this, or it won't be a matter of living with that monster and living in fear.

However, just as Mr. Gong was about to throw himself into the river, he suddenly heard a sound from under the river, and if he jumped into the river, wouldn't it be even more terrifying if there were any ghosts under the river? Originally, he left the house to avoid the warriors, but wouldn't it be unwise to throw himself into the arms of an even more terrible youkai?

For a while, Mr. Gong didn't want to jump into the river, so he kept moving forward, as for where he was going, who knows? At this moment, Mr. Gong heard the warrior seem to be calling his name in the room, and listened carefully for a while, this is really calling his own name, and he did not say his real name to the warrior, and how did the warrior know?

Mr. Gong sat speechless by the river for a while, facing the flowing water to the east, and his heart was desolate for a while, and the wind kept blowing his face. And the warrior seemed to be screaming constantly, probably because he had misheard, so he slapped himself so hard that he couldn't hear anything for a while.

"No, you can't let this warrior stay in his own house, why don't the people in the deserted village let this warrior live in their house, if you want to live in your own house again, Lao Tzu will have a red knife in and a white knife out!" Mr. Gong said this to the sky, and after saying this, he roared again for a while, which can be regarded as emboldening himself, and in the critical situation of people, it is understandable to say the wrong thing.

So he went into his house, and the night was already very deep, and Mr. Bow was wandering on his patio, and in the face of the sound of the warriors, he was quite angry for a while, and he was banging on the door of his house, and he was not allowed to live in his own house. But after slapping like this for a while, and this warrior has no sign of opening the door, it seems that he is not strong, and he does not let this warrior know that he knows how powerful he is, this is really not good. Mr. Gong leaned to the door of the house as he said this, and at this time, he did not care whether the door was broken, so he picked up a large stone on the ground and smashed it against the door, and the door burst for a while. Mr. Bow got in, the moonlight reflected on the soldier's face, which was a little pale and a little haggard, it seemed that he was really tired of doing things for Mr. Bow for so many days.

Mr. Gong doesn't care so much, this is his own house after all, who told this warrior to live in for no reason, at this time he roared, grabbed the warrior, threw it outside, and closed the door again. When the warrior awoke, he found himself lying on the ground, and Mr. Gong closed the door, and it would be difficult for him to get in.

As soon as the warrior lay on the patio outside, for some reason, it rained heavily that day, and for a while the warrior was drenched, and Mr. Gong's stomach ached violently for some reason. I cried in pain for a while, but I didn't know what was going on, did I really offend the gods? Mr. Gong's woman heard Mr. Gong crying, and knew that something bad must have happened, otherwise with her husband's strength, why would it be like this?

Mr. Gong's woman braved the heavy rain to enter the house, and found that Mr. Gong was lying on the ground and rolling uncontrollably, his face was quite ugly, could it be that he really offended the gods? At this time, it was raining heavily, and Mr. Gong said that he had driven the warrior out while holding his stomach, and the warrior saw that no one else was allowed to live in his own house, and did not dare to force himself to live in someone's house for a while, so he got up from the ground and walked towards the outside, of course, he did not know where to go for a while.

Isn't it too much for a warrior to dare to live in Mr. Bow's house, since others treat him like that, and he still has to live in someone else's house? The heavy rain continued to fall, hitting the warrior's body, for some reason it was really a little chilly, the warrior sighed to the sky for a long time, it seems that although the world is big, but there is no place for its own existence.

The warrior came to the river, and at this time faced the vast river, he wanted to go over, wanted to leave the place of right and wrong, he had been here for so many days, and he could not stay any longer. Otherwise, this is not sorry for their good years, and the people in the deserted village will be frightened, and even if the people in the deserted village treat themselves like this, they will not hate them in their hearts, even if it is a little.

A gust of wind blew the warrior almost into the sky, and when he fell from the sky, the warrior found himself still well by the river, unwounded. At this time, there was a small boat by the river, and this small boat was lying on the shore, and it seemed to be a broken boat, but of course it was not a problem to hide from the rain.

The warrior got in, and stayed in this dilapidated boat for a while, facing the boundless rain and mist, and wanted to cross the river, and he had to leave here at once, otherwise it would be known to people, and I don't know what bad things would happen. I am not afraid of the people of this deserted village, but as a warrior, I will never fight against these unarmed people, otherwise, I will not be able to get over my conscience.

Just as the warriors were about to cross the river, they heard someone on the river bank chasing after them, and more than a dozen torches were clearly extinguished in the heavy rain. Dare these people to come to beat themselves again, otherwise why would they go in such a hurry and in such a hurry, but the warrior looked at his body, and he was already completely skinned, and there was no place for people to fight.