Before Lao Hu and Xuanwu Douren left, Liu Yun learned that there were still many hidden masters on the rivers and lakes, countless small sects, and there were fights every day, and all martial artists died. Whether it's for revenge, or for money, or for a moment's whim. On that day, the master and apprentice talked for a long time, and Xuanwu Douren and Ma Wentian listened silently for a long time.

On the same day, the Sword Casting Villa was all the same, and the old owner of Duan went away in peace, and people were over 100 years old, which was regarded as a joy and mourning.

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Ma Wentian saw that Liu Yun was depressed, so he had to keep looking for topics to chat with Liu Yun and tell jokes, wanting to make him happy.

For three days, the two walked aimlessly, and because Liu Yun left Lao Hu and was listless, the two did not fight once. Finally, at sunset on the third day, the two arrived in a small town. Although the town is not big, there are still a lot of shops, it is already afternoon, the market has long been dispersed, and the people who come and go on the street are the residents of the town, go out to hang out or buy salt and vinegar.

There was a stray dog wandering at the door of the butcher shop, and after picking up the bone thrown to it by the boss, he didn't leave, and he lay aside and gnawed it with relish, as if he had found the door of the meal, and then he stayed at the door of the store.

Ma Wentian pulled Liu Yun into the town, wanting to find an interesting place to relieve Liu Yun's depression. Take a look around, even if you find a restaurant to eat.

On the other side of the street came a pair of beggars, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with strange eyes, gray and white black eyes, and a wheeled cart pushing without squinting, most of them were blind. He has two large braids and a "ten" scar on his left cheek. The face is delicate, but the brows are slightly furrowed, and the expression is fierce, as if his heart is full of hatred.

On the wheeled cart, a scrawny crippled old woman, with her gray and sparse hair scattered, her rags in tattered clothes, her legs crossed in a strange shape, obviously paralyzed, and her left arm was weakly placed in front of her, and only one right arm supported her body and remained in a sitting position. On the right-hand side, there is a leather whip. But the old woman's eyes were sharp, glaring at the east and west, the corners of her mouth turned up, smiling evilly, and her slightly narrowed eyes seemed to see all the world, and she seemed to be outside the world, looking at the mundane things in the red dust.

Outside the silk village, a mischievous four-year-old baby held a string of sugar gourds, as if to show off that she had delicious food, sitting on the steps of the street and licking it with relish, peeking at the passing children from time to time, and secretly happy after seeing their envious eyes. Walking in front of a wheeled car, when the child's eyes and the gloomy old beggar looked at each other for a moment, the child was stunned, sat in a daze for half an hour, forgot the sugar gourd in his hand, tears fluttered down, until the child's mother came out and saw her son crying, picked him up, asked who was bullied, the child just shook his head and did not speak, told his mother that he didn't want to eat sugar gourd, wanted to study, wanted to practice martial arts, and wanted to help his father and mother take care of housework. Of course, the mother was very pleased, and when she entered the house with the child in her arms, she felt that someone was calling her on the street, and turned her head to look, only a few neighbors were busy with their own work, and the backs of a pair of strange beggars who had gone away.

"Folks, the cattle were slaughtered at dusk today, in order to have fewer people in the afternoon, give your uncles and brothers, aunts and aunts to try it, and sell the remaining meat to outsiders tomorrow, slaughter the cow, slaughter the cow, come and see it......" At the door of the butcher shop, the owner of the butcher shop in his twenties solicited business, and a big black cow was tied to the pile in front of the door, and the eyebrows and mouth were already white cow hair, and it seemed that it was a ploughing cow that was about to die of old age.

The surrounding area attracted a lot of children and idle neighbors, and the scene of slaughtering cattle on the scene is usually not seen, just in time for Liu Yun and Ma Wentian to pass by, and also came up to watch.

I saw the old black cow mooing twice, and his eyes kept crying.

When he was a child, his parents ploughed the field, all pointing to the big black cow to help, and when he was young, he often let the big black cow carry it on the edge of the field, sometimes sitting on the twisted neck, sometimes riding on the back of the cow, at noon the big black cow nested under the willow tree regurgitated, he leaned on the cow's belly and took a nap, and the giggling sound seemed to still echo in his ears.

Twenty years have passed, the parents are gone, the big black cow is old, he doesn't plough the field anymore, he has fed the big black cow for seven or eight years in vain, and he feels worthy of it, seeing it getting old day by day, his actions are no longer flexible, his daughter-in-law pouted many times, slaughtered the cattle and sold them for money, he can't get down, but the wind in his ears is blowing badly, he is tempted.

There was a gurgling, wooden wheels sounded, and beggars of all ages came closer, and many onlookers got out of the way when they saw the strange two.

The boss put the copper basin in front of the cow, and was about to receive the blood to make blood tofu, and the big black cow knelt down with both front legs, retreated to support, mooed, and burst into tears. Big black eyes blinked at the boss.

After the silence, the boss forced a smile and said, "Folks, look at the slaughter of cattle." He turned back to get his knife.

"Xiaoyu, push me forward, I can't see clearly. The old beggar in the car said. But the blind girl didn't want to get one step closer to this bloody scene no matter what.

"Smack!" a crisp sound, and the blind girl was whipped by this cold whip. screamed, his voice was hoarse and old, how could he be like a teenage girl, and she would not have such an old voice at the age of sixty or seventy. The people around him were so shocked that they all looked back at the old girl beggar. Although the old beggar only had one right arm and was quite sound, she picked up the leather whip very flexibly, whipped it on the girl, and scolded while scolding: "Grow up, disobedient, right, I saved your life when you were three or four years old, ungrateful, ungrateful, saved your life, ungrateful." "Each whip drew a streak of blood.

The girl's silver teeth were clenched, her sword eyebrows were upside down, her hands were clenched into fists, and a pair of blind "staring" at the old beggar, it could be seen that the old beggar often beat and insulted the girl for no reason. The girl endured the pain, kept taking deep breaths, not taking a step back, not begging for mercy, like a little beast, ready to go up and bite off the neck of a predator at any moment.

Every whip was heard in the ears of the people around them, and in their hearts, all the children retreated, watching the beating on the street in horror, and the adults did not dare to step forward, only listening to the old beggar keep repeating two sentences: "Saved your life, ungrateful, ungrateful, ungrateful, saved your life......" "Pap, papa, papa......"

The piercing sound was like a slap in the face, stimulating the butcher's owner's heart. A small figure fell into the river, although the river is not deep, but it is enough to drown a child. When you call for help, you choke a lot of water in your mouth and nose with one mouth, suck it into your lungs, and swallow it into your stomach. The child was desperate.

In a blur, a big black bull ran to the river, ran into the water, and kept lifting the child with his head until he was pushed out of the river.

The child sat by the river and cried for a long time before riding the big black ox home......

"Ungrateful saved your life......"

"Moo Moo ......"

The boss's trembling hand dropped the knife in his hand, knelt in front of the big black bull and hugged the cow and cried. "I'm not going to kill you, I'm not going to kill you. ...”

The old beggar stopped beating and sneered again, "It's not as good as a cow, dead Xiaoyu, I don't need you to push the cart in the future, boss, how about selling the cow to me." As he spoke, he threw a brass plate on the ground that he had asked for to beg.

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On the road outside the city, the old black bull pulled the wheel cart and walked happily, with half a bit of twilight in his eyes.

The child named Xiaoyu rubbed the whip marks on his body as he walked.

In the distance, two small figures secretly followed. "Hey, hey, Liu Yun, it's not good to follow like this. ”

"I always felt that the grandparents and grandchildren were weird. ”

"Nonsense, everyone can see that they are weird, but I feel that they are so scary, let's not follow. ”

"Follow me a little longer, and see what they do. ”

Ma Wentian was helpless, if it weren't for the fact that this kid was in a bad mood for the past two days, he wouldn't have listened to him for everything.