In fact, killing people is very simple, because life is fragile.

Just like at this point, just send the tip of the sword lightly, pierce the skin, pass through the flesh, and enter the inch.

The larynx has tracheal arteries, and if it is broken, it will suffocate and lose blood, and it will die in a moment.

Qing Feng, cold blade, Bai Shengsheng's neck, Fang Yin only felt that the long sword in his hand was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and he couldn't make it move forward at all.

- Kill!

That shout still echoed in his ears, Fang Yin was indeed angry and killed her!

However, Fang Yin's hand was shaking, and Fang Yin still couldn't stab it.

The heart too, trembles.

Fang Yin hadn't killed anyone, no.

In fact, it is difficult to kill people, precisely because life is fragile.

For Fang Yin, she is a stranger, and Fang Yin has no grievances with her. What's more, she is a woman, and she is still an elderly woman. Fang Yin held the sword in his hand, Fang Yin looked at the strange and expressionless face, Fang Yin looked at her eyes, her eyes changed a lot. In the resentment, there was despair, in horror, there was ridicule, and that trace of sorrow reminded Fang Yin of a person, Yuan Yan'er.

And the thin fishtail in the corner of his eye made Fang Yin think again, mother!

Suddenly, I felt sad and tears in my heart.

The long sword then hung down, and Fang Yin said dejectedly: "No! Fang Yin is still, no!"

The old master sighed, but also smiled: "I know you can't do it, and step aside." Fang Yin lowered his head and stepped back, putting his sword into the sheath, and his palms were already sweating. The old master looked at Lang Lijiao and said with a smile: "I won't kill you, he won't kill you, but today you still can't escape death, do you know?" Lang Lijiao couldn't speak, Lang Lijiao was thinking in her heart, Fang Yin didn't know what she was thinking, Fang Yin didn't know what the old master meant, Fang Yin only saw that all kinds of complicated expressions in her eyes finally turned into one, all desperate!

"Jiao lost his claws and teeth, across the river, Fang Yin, you say, so what?" the old master shook his head and smiled, and generally retreated.

"Yes!" Fang Yin's heart moved: "And her, them!"

"They are afraid of her, just because she is fierce, but when one day she is fierce, it is—" As soon as the words were this, the old master sighed: "When retribution comes." ”

At this point, the women finally burst out crying, and the women sat on the ground paralyzed, and the women had already rushed forward! Someone was crying sharply: "She's watching! She's laughing! Just now she was still having sex in front of me, she wasn't human!" Someone was crying: "My father-in-law, my child!Dad!Mother!The daughter is not dead, just waiting for this moment, God! You have opened your eyes!" Ahh

The blood light rose again, and the eyes were red.

Sanjiao, Langli Jiao, died under his own three knives, and the knives were divided indiscriminately, and all corpses were not allowed.

Death is silent, and screaming is unacceptable.

However, the bloody death of the scene was so miserable that when the Hidden Confucians killed one hundred and forty-six Kou, it was also not enough.

Fang Yin hid his face and couldn't bear to witness it.

The old master laughed and walked away.

How to come, how to go, only the roadside sometimes there are dead people quietly lying in the chaos of rocks and grass, the pungent bloody breath for a long time, and attract countless mosquitoes, flies, insects and pigs. Fang Yin followed behind him, his steps were heavy, his mood was lost, and there was still a faint cry on the drum rock, accompanied by the sound of the wind and water, looking at the world and the loneliness, and the river was also whimpering. How to come, how to go, a boat, two people, the same way back upstream, disappeared in the river.

Guji is a ring of islands, and there are three Jiao in the Yangtze River.

The Yangtze River is endless, the three Jiao are not extinguished, they, they, will make waves again.

And then it will be the same, someone will come again.

It's night.

There are no lights, accompanied by stars and moons, just like last night.

In the thatched hut, in the darkness, the old and the young are relatively silent.

Fang Yin didn't speak since he came back, didn't say a word, just sat there in a daze, sat there all the time, and didn't eat. It was like a dream, as if nothing had happened. Dream and reality, Fang Yin can no longer distinguish between it. And the old master is also ordinary, going down to the river to fish in the afternoon, steaming fish and eating in the evening, calm and peaceful, as if nothing happened. Only the light of the fire was faintly gray, and the wet grass was burned in the stove to repel mosquitoes.

Fang Yin didn't speak, so he didn't speak.

The old master knew that this mouthful of forage was fed too violently, and the donkey needed time to digest it.

The old master was reading a book, and he was reading Qingping's sword trick.

Page after page, page after page.

"Uncle Kong. Fang Yin took a long breath, and finally spoke: "Fang Yin is afraid that he will disappoint you." ”

The old master didn't raise his head, but said: "Human nature, don't worry." ”

Fang Yin was silent.

After a long time, he said: "Fang Yin doesn't understand, if you want to save people, why do you leave them behind?"

The old master raised his head and smiled: "What if you act with you?"

Fang Yin sighed, lowered his head, and was speechless.

"A person has a person's destiny, someone will save them, no one has their own boat to cross, they will have a way out. The old master smiled slightly, and said: "Don't look at them as weak, they are stronger than you, Fang Yin, you are very smart, you will understand Uncle Kong's words." Fang Yin nodded when he heard this, but his voice was lonely: "Uncle Kong, Fang Yin is ambitious, sometimes discouraged, sometimes he is enlightened, but he can't think about it, you say this, why is this?"

"That's what was normal anymore, and Uncle Kong used to be like that. The old master said softly: "Without him, thick accumulation and thin hair, often determined can also be long-term, if you want to understand, you must first accumulate." Fang Yin thought about this sentence for a long, long time, but at that time Fang Yin thought that he understood: "Uncle Kong is the same as what he said, he wants me to see and think more, right?" The old master nodded, and smiled again: "You mean that Su sleeps, heh! The little Taoist priest is young and has extraordinary knowledge, amazing!"

is talking about the old way, of course, for the old master, the old way is also a little Taoist. Fang Yin thought of him, and finally smiled: "He is very good to Fang Yin, Uncle Kong is also very good to Fang Yin, Fang Yin has no talent, no virtue and is useless, ha! So lucky is good!" The old master shook his head and smiled, and went to read the book again: "Chanting the world, the opportunity of movement and stillness, this book is about swordsmanship and life, well, it makes sense, it makes sense." ”

"Uncle Kong, I-" Fang Yin wanted to speak and stopped, his heart was depressed and lost, but also a trace of unwillingness, eagerness! Yes, today is a special day, Fang Yin was strongly shocked in his heart after hearing and witnessing, Fang Yin was faintly looking forward to the day when he could be like him, with a sense of awe and fearlessness! Yes, he is an extraordinary person, he is said to be a Confucian, not a Confucian, he is not like an ordinary old master, he is also full of benevolence and morality, he is approachable, he is very casual. Yes, that's the case, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Fang Yin must be-

"You want to learn martial arts and swordsmanship from Uncle Kong, right?" The old master didn't look up, and the old master's heart was like a mirror. The night was deep, the voice was soft and silent, but Fang Yin did not have a trace of sleep, Fang Yin said firmly: "Yes!" The old master closed the scroll, stretched his waist, and yawned: "Uncle Kong can't understand this sword technique, Uncle Kong doesn't have to understand him, it's better for you to understand it yourself." "The sword trick is intentional, and the implication is that it is unwilling to teach.

Fang Yin was extremely disappointed when he heard this, and refused to stop there: "Uncle Kong, Fang Yin wants to learn your martial arts, yours!" The old master hehehe, he was happy, and slowly stood up: "My martial arts, I can't understand it myself, how can I teach you?" Uncle Kong!"

But the old master snorted heavily and seemed to be asleep.

"Hmph! If you love to teach or not, you have to teach, I don't learn yet!"

"Whew-whew-"

"Hey, old man!"

"Whew-Whew-Whew-"

"Ahem, the wolf is coming!

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-ahem!ahem!"

"Haha! I know you can't sleep! Get up quickly, otherwise the three Jiao of the Yangtze River will turn into a powerful ghost and come to ask for their lives, and the sword will be ......."

"Hey, you kid, how can you force people like this, hey, don't let people sleep well!"