Lao Dao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "Ah...... Yin catches the head. Brother Heart...... He's dead. ”

Yin Pingzhi rubbed the soles of his feet on the ground and looked around: "Death is cheap for him." In my opinion, these-"

He raised his left arm and drew a circle around: "These families are ruined because of him." It's not a good thing, a monster, maybe it's a monster. But whoever is involved with him will not be better. You have brought this demon into the city, and you have killed so many people, and you have killed my niece! I have to kill you, and I will eliminate the harm of this world!"

Yin Pingzhi said this, and his wrist was forced. The waist knife was cut out of the sheath, revealing a snowy blade that reflected the sunlight, shaking the old man's eyes.

This Liu Laodao raised his hand to block it, and said, "If you want to kill me to vent your anger, jump over and kill it with a knife." Why bother...... Say these. I think you're scared. You're afraid that the heart brother is not dead yet, and once you are in a hurry, there will be no room for turnaround, right?"

Yin Pingzhi frowned. He looked around and sneered, "Not dead?" someone told me that a white-clothed monster smashed his body last night, why wasn't he dead?"

Lao Dao sighed: "In that case, Yin Zhutou, you can do it." ”

Yin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, his cheeks tightened. He took two steps closer to Liu Laodao and pulled out his waist knife: "You think I don't dare to kill you?!"

Lao Dao reached out and picked up a fist-sized stone from the side and pinched it in his hand, and looked up at Yin Pingzhi: "Yin catches the head." I have heard of your reputation before. It is said that you are a person who hides his mind deeply, is bold and bold, but he is also decisive in his work. But your niece, you can't tell if it's the disaster of your brother. Now I'm afraid that Brother Xin'er is not dead, and I will settle accounts with you. ”

"But even so, you still have to entangle with me...... Why did a person like you mess up and do such a thing?" Lao Dao said this, and sighed, "Aren't you messing up humanity and thinking about your niece." ”

As soon as such a casual sentence came out, Yin Pingzhi's face suddenly changed. First his body shook, and then he slashed over: "I cut your old coffin!"

The knife used all the strength of the man in his prime to cut a beautiful arc in the air.

But the next moment, there was a pop, and the body fell to the mud.

Liu Laodao...... He shook the fist-sized stone in his hand again. There was blood on the stone.

Yin Pingzhi fell to the ground and stared at him, as if it was difficult to understand how he had caught countless thieves and thieves for many years...... Knocked down by this old man?

How could this Lao Tzu have such great strength and such speed!

He only felt dizzy, as if a big hole had been opened in his forehead, and light, sound, and wind were pouring into it. I only vaguely heard what Lao Dao said...... Brother Xin'er's heart is ...... of this heart-killing technique" and something like that......

I saw the stone in Liu Laodao's hand and smashed it down again.

Liu Laodao smashed it seven or eight more times, leaving no effort behind. He had practiced the water and cloud strength that Li Yunxin had passed on to him, and although he had only been around for more than a month, he had already felt the power of the Heavenly Heart Fa. These seven or eight times...... smashed Yin Pingzhi's head completely.

Then the old man threw the stone and took a spit.

"I'll let you step on it. ”

Then he looked around as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The sun rose in the middle of nowhere, and the white sun shone brightly, making him a little dizzy. A few people not far away had already stood up and looked at him dumbfounded. Liu Laodao felt that his mouth was drier, and a wave of anxiety rose from the bottom of his heart, making him feel stuffy in his chest.

He spun around twice and noticed that there were several other people watching him as well. But as soon as he met his eyes, he ducked back, as if he was afraid of him.

He leaned over and tore off a large piece of his shirt from Yin Pingzhi's corpse to wrap it, and found a few things from the ruins and put them in this package and tied them to his back.

In fact, they are all inexplicable little objects. For example, half a porcelain plate, a wine cup, and a straw mat on a kang. I don't know what I'm doing with these things, but I just feel more comfortable on my back - there's always something familiar around.

Then, this Liu Laodao left Weicheng, where he had lived for decades.

When he was in the city, he walked very fast along the way, and he was afraid that people would take him. But no one actually paid attention to him - even if someone did report it, the government would not have the energy to pay attention to a single murder. After all, there are so many things that need to be dealt with in the aftermath.

So he made it out of the city. Out of the city, walk on the official road for half an hour, and turn onto a small road. Li Yunxin also walked this path before, and walked along the road until he reached the wharf by the Weishui. But halfway down the old road, another fork in the road to the east.

This road is close to Weishui, and there is enough water and gas. The trees on both sides also grew lush and green. The foliage obscured the sky above the road, with only occasional specks of sunlight leaking in. He walked on this boulevard for a while, and the heat of his body gradually subsided because of the hurry, and he became refreshed and comfortable.

After walking for a while, I saw a sour jujube growing on the side of the road. The flowers are gone, and only green dates the size of a little thumb belly are produced. He walked over and pulled down a sprig and slowly plucked the sour dates on it to eat. The dates are put into the mouth one by one, and from time to time they spit out the beard that has been eaten.

The green juice was chewed all over the mouth, and the unformed kernel of the date was also eaten.

He stood like this and ate for a while, and ate all the green dates on one branch. As soon as the hand was released, the branch bounced back.

Liu Laodao continued on the road, feeling pantothenic acid and saliva in his mouth, as if he was not as thirsty as before. The stomach was filled with something, and it wasn't very empty.

But I still feel empty in my heart. It seems to be floating in mid-air, lacking something to support. Feeling panicked, he covered his chest with his right hand and continued on his way.

After walking a little further, the trail leads into the wild forest. The trees grew and there were more and more towering trees. The sunlight is cut off, and the light gets darker and darker. Lao Dao suddenly stopped as he walked, remembering that he was taken captive to the forest when he first met Li Yunxin.

So he stared at the dense forest in the distance for a long time.

Then he lifted up his other hand and covered his face with his sleeve - the old man of sixty years old finally began to cry in the wilderness.

There was no one in the field, and the old man kept crying. I cried for a quarter of an hour before I stopped, wiped my face with my palm, rubbed my face fiercely, and blew my nose. Then he wiped his hands clean from the side of the road, took a deep breath, and continued on his way.

Liu Laodao walked for three hours without stopping, and finally came to the foot of a small mountain. It is said to be a small mountain, but it is also three or four hundred meters high, and the top of the mountain is also shrouded in a looming mist, which smells of dust.

A half-collapsed stone monument is hidden in the grass, and a path climbs diagonally up the mountainside. Liu Laodao opened the grass, and the word "Nanshan" was engraved on the stele, and the cracks were filled with soil.

So he turned and went up the mountain road. After walking for another hour, I finally arrived in front of a small temple halfway up the mountain.

Shi Kuizi was bowing down, holding a big broom to sweep the flat ground in front of the temple. On one side of the ground are five or six green vegetables, which are verdant. On the other side, there is a Huangshan pine, and then take a step to the cliff, surrounded by clouds and mist. There are two stools on a wooden table under Panasonic, and a wooden plate is placed in which half an uneaten sweet potato is held.

Lao Dao stood here, looked at Shi Kuizi for a while, and spoke in a sand voice.

"My real name is Liu Gongzan, I was a bandit in my early years, and I was nicknamed the ghost operator. I just killed a catcher, and I have nowhere to go. Do you dare to tolerate me? ”

After saying this, Aoiko fainted in the surprised and surprised eyes of Shi Aoiko, who had just turned around.

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Note: Shi Kwai Zi, see Qionghua Building, Baohua Club chapters. Liu Laodao's confidante.