Under everyone's stunned gaze, Qian Wenxiu's hand holding the brick shook slightly, his body was a little stiff, he staggered a step, his expression was a little trance, unbelievable.

There was a dark red flower blooming on the green bricks, the beautiful little mustache was scattered, and the young girl was lying quietly in the center of several people, face down was the largest and most colorful flower.

"What are you doing? How can you do such a thing!" someone said.

"He's going to kill her! It's going to kill us, it's over, it's going to be big. Another said.

"Isn't it just a lesson and let it go? Just like before, no one will come to trouble us, why don't you do it!"

"Don't make a noise, there's no one else here now, let's go immediately, no one will find out, no one will know. The last man said.

They looked at each other, nodded, as if they had reached a consensus, no one paid attention to Qian Wenxiu, and just slipped away.

The tall thug watched Shui Er fall, he didn't speak from beginning to end, and he didn't have any expression, but it seemed to reveal some kind of dissatisfaction, he looked up at Qian Wenxiu deeply, and turned to leave.

After these people left, only Qian Wenxiu was left standing alone.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper walked over, silently walked around the "corpse" on the ground, patted Qian Wenxiu's shoulder, and sighed indescribably: "Let's go." ”

Qian Wenxiu looked at him blankly, then looked at the ground, and immediately buried his head lower, and the two of them pulled together and left quickly.

......

Old Street Study.

Probably when Qian Wenxiu was holding up the green brick, the gentleman who was concentrating on the lecture suddenly looked out the window.

"So...... What the hell are you?" he muttered.

The students who were listening carefully to the class were reveling in it, and without Qian Wenxiu to disturb them, the order and atmosphere of the class were obviously much better.

The gentleman's voice stopped abruptly, which made them puzzled, and they felt that the good mood had been disrupted, but it was not easy to say anything, and the gentleman might have some ideas.

A few people followed the gentleman's line of sight, and there was no other person outside the window, just two magpies flew by, crying twice, and were startled.

The gentleman seemed to be awakened by the cry: "That's it." ”

After that, before the students could hear clearly, they hurried out of the house.

Water.

Thinking of this very familiar and always boring name, the gentleman's mood became not very pleasant.

At the beginning, there was also a girl like Shui'er who surrounded him and made a lot of noise.

They all wore small mustaches, they were all so innocent, they were all so naughty and cute, they all wanted to be by his side all the time, and they were all evil and fearless for whom they protected.

They have the same name, they're almost identical.

But...... And the end?

Two waters, you take care of them. This is what the old beggar or fisherman wanted to say, and the gentleman agreed, at the moment when the fisherman died.

But the gentleman did not do anything practical to fulfill his promise, he only led the water to the fisherman one last time, and then sent the weeping water back, and then cleaned up the traces left by the fisherman.

To this day, Shui'er doesn't know where his father's body went, and at that time there were rumors, and when he saw Shui'er's appearance, he was sure that it was true.

After that, Shui'er's life was the second elder's full responsibility, and it wasn't until she took the initiative to come to the door after hearing about her husband's deeds that she had a trace of contact.

In the seven years before this, Shui Er had never heard of the character of Mr. Youcheng in the city, and his father and fisherman were the same, before he died, it was the closest they were to, but they still hadn't seen it.

The fisherman saw the black back, and the gentleman saw the corpse.

They live in the same city, the distance between them is not more than a mile, many people have talked about them, everyone in the noisy city knows their respective existences, but they never see each other and do not know each other, just like people who are not in the same world.

What the fisherman understands - what a practitioner is a good means.

The fisherman's original purpose in coming to the city was to find Mr., but he didn't succeed until he died, he didn't regret it much, he harvested the water, and regained the feeling of being a father, he was very happy in those years, so he was so afraid when the dark shadow came.

For mortals, this is the practitioner – there is nothing they can't do if they want to.

So as long as Mr. doesn't want to, Shui'er will never find him, and now that they have met, of course Mr. thinks, and the fishermen who are quite friendly don't have this treatment, and this is exactly what Mr. did.

It's funny to say, the bond between Mr. and Shui'er is actually the door of the small courtyard of the study.

In order to see Mr., Shui'er asked him to promise to accept him as an apprentice, I don't know how many times he broke the door, and Mr. also didn't let Shui'er come in, and didn't let her come in and out easily, I don't know how many fences were added and how many times the door was changed.

Thinking of this, the gentleman smiled inadvertently.

It's exactly the same, it's fun.

The thought ends here, and there is no benefit in thinking about it any longer, but if you don't hurry, the little girl is afraid that she will really die.

The gentleman quickened his pace, and in a short time he reached Shui'er's side.

No one noticed anything unusual, so he calmed down, and then he saw a scene that even cultivators found weird.

The water was poured on the ground, and all around it were dark red flowers, which were blood, and blood was everywhere.

The gentleman trotted in, but it took a while, and the blood kept flowing out and accumulating more and more on the ground, and by this time the blood was no longer flowing, and it was impossible to tell if it was because it had dried up, or if the wound had healed itself, or something else.

The blood stains solidified in the spring light and lost their vitality, and suddenly it seemed to have life again, flowing back towards the head of the water, on the ground, on the bricks, on the clothes, and even a few drops splashed on the wall, and the blood was not only given life itself, but also seemed to be sending life force to the water.

However, the wound on Shui'er's head left a shallow scar, not a drop of blood remained, as if nothing had happened, her breathing became heavy, and she was breathing through her mouth, as if she had spent a lot of physical strength, but her consciousness was not yet awake.

The gentleman's eyes widened, watching everything happen, and he became excited: "There is such a thing!

......

The front foot is followed by the back foot.

A butler and a noblewoman-like man hurried in, and at the sight of everything that had disappeared, he was not nervous.

"Isn't it right here?" the butler was visibly more flustered.

"Don't worry, you're thinking about whether it's here. The lady was very calm, but her beautiful eyebrows were twisted together, indicating her impatience and impatience.

"This is here, I saw with my own eyes, the young master beat her to death here, and there was blood all over the ground. ”

"Are you sure?"

If it weren't for such a big incident, how could I ask my wife to come forward, the young master really made a big mistake. ”

"Do you see that the person is dead? Have you confirmed it? Could it be that it looks badly injured, but it's actually nothing?" the lady looked at her sharply, "Is it true or not?"

"This ......" The housekeeper couldn't speak, he began to doubt his memory, maybe the young master didn't make a heavy hand, but he was wrong, but it couldn't be, how could this be wrong, it was better to hit the tofu and die.

"That's it for now, you send someone to investigate, find out that little girl, and don't let outsiders find out. The lady turned around and put one hand on the butler's shoulder, "The lord will be back soon, with his temper, if this matter is not handled well, you and I will be guilty." ”

Then he left here without looking back.