In five days, what I learned from Confucius was more useful than what I had learned in more than ten years at school.

By the sixth day, the sheep's horn beard was almost untenable, and the whole person saw that he was breathing more and less breathing, and his chest was rising and falling more and more frequently.

Confucius said: "It seems that this person's life should be here, don't do more useless struggles; Feed him the red pill, lest the queen find a chance to escape. ”

"No, I'm going to Pan Huazi to ask for an antidote, if Sheep's Horn Beard dies because of the slap he received for me, my conscience will not be at peace for the rest of my life; Regardless of whether the male corpse was his son or not, at least he had no hesitation when he saved me. ”

Seeing that I said so resolutely, Confucius Mu stopped talking.

She went back to her room and closed the door tightly.

At night, I sneaked out of the wall and came to the back wall of the village committee, Pan Huazi had no wife and no children, so he usually lived in the old house behind the village committee.

I didn't dare to face Pan Huazi directly, so I thought about sneaking up to the roof and stealing the antidote when Pan Huazi fell asleep.

I secretly uncovered a piece of tile, and saw Pan Huazi sitting at the table drinking a little wine, humming a little song in her mouth, so uncomfortable.

I greeted the eighteenth generation of the old calf's ancestors in my heart, and just as I was about to continue to greet his female family, I saw a familiar figure walk out of the village committee and slowly walk towards this side.

Far away, a familiar aura of slaughter had already covered my side.

Pan Huazi in the house also felt it, he put down his wine glass and waited: "Friends outside the house, come in if you come." ”

The man outside the door pushed the door in.

It turned out to be the village chief who had already been taken away.

After the village chief entered the house, he sat opposite Pan Huazi.

The two looked at each other and neither spoke.

After a while, it was the village chief who spoke first: "You weren't curious at all when you saw me, it seems that you have already guessed that I will come to you." ”

"Guess a little." Pan Huazi got up with a smile and walked to the closet, took out a new tunic and put it on his body: "But I didn't expect that your self-directed and self-acting scene was just to get rid of me, a bad old man, is it worth it?" We've lived in a village for decades, and we're not as good as an outsider? ”

"Think about it yourself, why do you want to cooperate with outsiders to calculate me?"

"Huh." Pan Huazi had nothing to say, so she could only say: "Maybe I'm old and confused." ”

"Old fools can't be used as a reason to spare you from dying." The village chief took out a military thorn and placed it on the table, the intention was obvious.

Pan Huazi's eyes rolled at this time, and she also smiled: "I understand, it's really calculating; You first directed and acted in a scene where you were imprisoned, and then borrowed my mouth to tell Zhong Yang, and finally the Sheephorn Beard came to me for revenge, and you borrowed my hand to seriously injure the Sheephorn Beard, and finally among our four forces, Sister Kong couldn't leave her family's one-third of an acre, and the Sheephorn Beard was killed by me, and I was killed by you, and finally the Buddha relics of the Zhong family became your tool for fame and profit? ”

"When people are old, their brains are quite flexible." The village chief smiled and said, "Yes, you are right. ”

I was in a cold sweat when I listened to it on the roof, Pan Huazi was right, the village chief's imprisonment was completely a scene directed and acted by him, the purpose was to be able to monopolize the relics left by my grandfather.

Pan Huazi picked up the wine glass in front of her and drank it all: "Then come on." ”

A black air mass appeared in his palm again, and the village chief directly kicked over the table, and his body was in the air, and the other foot had already kicked Pan Huazi's chest.

How can an old man who is dying of wood be able to bear such a kick?

He was immediately kicked against the wall.

Pan Huazi urged the air mass in his hand, and countless black qi floated towards the village chief.

Unexpectedly, these black gases could not get close to the village chief at all, as if there was a layer of air around the village chief to isolate these black gases.

The desire to survive in Pan Huazi's eyes disappeared completely, and he said: "I didn't expect you to practice to such a point, and dying in your hands can be regarded as the best result God has given me." ”

In the next second, the pitch-black military thorn went straight through Pan Huazi's right chest.

Pan Huazi snorted, spat blood, and still scolded: "You are nothing more than that, if I hadn't been injured by a sheep's horn beard, you would only be worthy of carrying my shoes." ”

The village chief stepped forward and pulled out the military thorn: "You want to stimulate me so that I can die a happy death?" Dream! I'm going to let you see your own blood drain with your own eyes. ”

At the same time, he broke Pan Huazi's tendons.

When I was sure that the village chief had left, I hurriedly jumped off the roof.

Seeing me, Pan Huazi squeezed out a smile on her face: "I thought you didn't dare to come down." ”

"Where's the antidote?"

Pan Huazi's gradually losing luster glanced at the large wardrobe in the room.

I rushed over and rummaged through the closet, but there was nothing but a pile of patched clothes.

When I turned my head and tried to ask Pan Huazi again, I found that his head had been lowered.

A living person died in front of me on the big night, and it was, and I rummaged through the closet, and finally found a secret compartment.

There was a keyboard-sized sandalwood box in the dark grid.

When opened, there was a yellow book and a bottle of green liquid.

I put the book and liquid in my pocket, and the sandalwood box was put back in the compartment.

Just as I was about to leave, Pan Huazi's weak voice came again: "Boy, take my things and leave without saying a word." ”

I crouched back in front of him: "I want to save you too, but the wound of the Triangular Army can't be healed." ”

"That's... This book is... My ......"

Speaking of which, he was completely exhausted.

I saw that he was completely gag, and I didn't dare to stay here for long, for fear that the village chief would see me and give me a ga by the way when he came back from thinking of something.

I ran back to Kong's house along the path and climbed over the wall.

Less than half an hour after I left, the village chief turned back to Pan Huazi's house.

When he saw the wardrobe that had been turned over.

The expression that was originally quite happy instantly froze, and it was extremely gloomy.