The old master swept through the water like a big blue bird, perched on the shore of the island, and the square scarf on his white hair swayed gently in the wind like a crown of feathers, quiet and leisurely. But seeing that Daoist Fang was straightening his neck and opening his mouth, looking at the river in a daze, looking like a stupid bird. The old master smiled and said, "You are very strange, aren't you?" Fang Yin exhaled and said in a daze: "Since it is a river bandit, it must be watery, Fang Yin is very strange, why would those people rather sit and wait to be killed, no, why don't they jump into the river?"

"Don't say it, but look. The old master smiled and pointed.

As far as the eye could see, four boats on the wide river were slowly descending with the wind. Since there is no one at the helm, he has long lost his claim. Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", and the blue waves of the boat were tumbling and the white waves were rushing to the sky, and then there was another sound: "boom-" boom! boom! In the blink of an eye, there was a dull sound of tremors resounding in the ears, and occasionally the sound of rushing water waves, but I saw that the river was tumbling and rising wherever the boat reached, and it was like boiling water for a while, so as not to wreak havoc!

There was a thunder in the water, Fang Yin didn't know, it was a mine.

Sometimes intensive, sporadic times, there is a tea time before and after, and it stops. The waves were a little bit, and the four boats in the river had capsized, blown up and slowly sank, and the river was full of broken fishing nets, large and small broken wooden boards, and there were faint things sinking and lurking in the middle, but they couldn't see clearly. It is a dead man, a wreckage, not a whole corpse. It was the blood that gradually stained the river red, and the dark red color in the blue and white everywhere flowed slowly with the river.

Finally, the boat was gone, the debris followed the waves, and the river flowed endlessly, sadly taking away the dark red and sorrowful, and calmly taking away the freshness of life. It was like something that happened in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that nothing had happened, but Fang Yin was already stunned. The rumbling sound still lingers in my ears, and I still remember that the boat in the stormy waves is like duckweed, silently and helplessly in the wind and waves of the long river of life, bumping.

"Gone. The old master patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "There are still things to do." ”

gone, gone, Fang Yin followed him, just as lost and depressed.

Walking, walking, Fang Yin asked: "Uncle Kong, there are mines in the river, so they don't dare to jump, right?" The old master took the lead and was familiar with the road: "Not really, if you escape by swimming in the water, there is still life, but Sanjiao is in the middle of the river and spreads iron wire tip wood, surrounding this island like an iron bucket, so that people can't escape by water." Suddenly stopped, looked back and smiled: "Self-extinction, what are you doing?" Fang Yin pondered for a moment and sighed: "It's not that there is a ghost in my heart, I'm afraid that someone will touch the island, hey!

The old master smiled slightly, turned around and walked again.

When I walked to a house, I didn't enter, and there was a woman crying in her ears.

"Come out. The old master pushed open the door and did not enter: "Get dressed." ”

Half a day.

More than a dozen women came out one after another, all of them with pale faces and shrunken expressions, and their eyes were dull. A few people were crying, a few people lowered their heads, and a few people secretly looked at the visitors, and their eyes were also cringinge. They stood in front of the house, bare shoulders, arms, waist and legs under the dazzling skylight, and a pair of red and swollen eyes, indescribable eyes.

Fang Yin didn't dare to look at it, Fang Yin didn't go overboard, Fang Yin only felt angry in his heart!

There is a hint of relief.

Suddenly, a woman knelt on the ground and bowed her head, kowtowing again and again: "Benefactor, Engong! Thank you two benefactors, the little woman can look forward to seeing the light of day again, God opens her eyes and whin-" The voice was desolate and moving, and then a group of women knelt down one after another, but they were silent, only silently weeping. Fang Yin hurriedly stepped back and flashed aside, Fang Yin couldn't afford it. Today, I have seen too many dead people and too much blood, and until this time, my heart is filled with joy.

However, the old master did not move, and only looked at a girl: "Raise your head." ”

The woman was the one who knelt on the ground first, and was crying on the ground, as if she didn't hear it: "The two benevolent fathers are very kind, and the little woman has nothing to repay, but she is a cow and a horse-" The old master did not wait for her to finish, and said lightly: "This girl must be Sanjiao, a Jiao in the waves." Fang Yin was shocked when he heard this, raised his eyes, but saw that the woman did not look up, and still cried arrogantly: "God, God, how can I see that my family died tragically in the middle of the river, and was humiliated by the gangsters, the little woman's life is miserable, her life is miserable!"

was lying on the ground sad and weeping, and suddenly something fluttered and fell, but it was a sea fishing notice.

The cry was choked, and then it started again.

Immediately, one after another, and then there was a soft sound, and there was a thin booklet on the ground: "The list of voters is here, one hundred and forty-four water cowards on the island and the river Jiao and the sea Jiao are all ambushed, and there is a Langli Jiao, that is you." The words fell, and there was silence for a while. After a while, the woman finally raised her head, without tears, and her eyes were calm: "Who are you? How do you know that it is me?" The old master smiled and said: "I know you, just as you know me." ”

"Confucian, Confucian!" The woman smiled coldly, her eyes were like knives: "Sure enough, benevolent and benevolent sword, what a sage person!" This is the opposite of what she said, she has already guessed the identity of the old master. In fact, Confucianism is famous all over the world, if it weren't for the sudden thunderous blow today, I am afraid that the water Kou would have guessed that it was him, and they would have already fled. And she is Langli Jiao, the only female bandit among the one hundred and forty-seven Kou on the island of Lianhuan, and the only one at this time, the survivor.

She stood up, glaring angrily, and without fear.

I don't know when there are two more knives in my hand, only a foot long, only seven inches short, and a mandarin duck knife.

The old master stopped talking, and the old master only smiled and drew his sword.

Fang Yin was looking at her, seeing that her body was plump and her face was like a silver plate, and her willow eyebrows and apricot eyes were charming, quite a bit of posture. Fang Yin was looking at the knife in her hand, Fang Yin knew that she would not be caught with her hands tied, because her double knives were not aimed at the old master, but on the necks of the two women beside her: "Knowing that your sword is fast, don't come over." The old master left her, but the old master did not pass, and the old master smiled: "Abandon the knife, I will not kill you." ”

Lang Lijiao's face was overjoyed, and he actually abandoned the double knife with both hands, and simply said: "The master's grace of not killing, the little girl must remember it, and from now on she will never be evil again!" The old master shook his head and sighed with a smile: "If you have a heart, why don't you give up the knife?" Fang Yin didn't understand this sentence, and Lang Lijiao was also secretly surprised, but he didn't move the color: "The knife is on the ground, how can you get it-" The old master sighed: "The knife is in the sleeve, and Sanjiao has three knives." ”

In the middle of the night, Lang Lijiao lowered his head, and the knife slipped down his left sleeve silently.

There was a soft "click" and it fell to the ground.

It is a small knife, with a handle of three inches and a blade of three inches, shaped like a flying knife.

The old master nodded, sighed again, and then put the sword back into the sheath, and slowly stepped forward: "I won't kill you, I have someone who will kill you, Fang Yin-" As soon as the word Fang Yin came out, all thoughts in the waves were lost, and he finally knew that he would die today! Of course, everything before was just to escape with his life, of course, Fang Daoist was just a nameless junior, and she didn't know who it was, of course, at this time, she also knew that this hermit had no intention of letting her go-

However, after all three knives were abandoned, there was still a glimmer of life.

The waves only did not move, and the women had already retreated, looking at the old man standing beside her with a smile, and watching the young man walk forward with a sword and a wry smile: "Uncle Kong, Fang Yin can't succeed, can't succeed." The old master smiled: "Didn't you say okay, Sanjiao will be handed over to you." "Yes, the three Jiao was originally the third Jiao, a female Jiao. Fang Yin stood still, glanced at it, and still smiled bitterly: "Fang Yin also said that Fang Yin has not killed anyone, this, this, hey! No!"

No, no, Fang Yin couldn't bear it, and he didn't dare. No, yes, this is the glimmer of life in the waves. He won't kill people, he doesn't dare, Daoist Fang is a rookie at all, there are many people in the waves, and he has already seen it at a glance. That's why Lang Lijiao will abandon the knife and only hide and not kill, he is not worried. And the reason why it is said to be a line is because of Confucianism, because Lang Lijiao knows that he is also a rookie in front of this old man-

He's there, he'll be.

"Draw your sword, kill it or not, and listen to me—" The old master said slowly, with a flat face.

Fang Yin drew his sword, still smiling bitterly and sighing.

"Do you know who she is?" said the old master lightly. Fang Yin didn't speak, Fang Yin knew that he didn't need to answer, he just listened: "Do you know how many people she has killed? Do you know that she is cruel and lustful by nature, and takes pleasure in killing people? Do you know that there are countless people who have died under her three knives! I don't know why there are many of them, but there are one hundred and eighty-nine people in the Yamen case alone! Do you know that if you don't kill her, she will-"

At this point, Fang Yin was silent, and Lang Lijiao screamed: "No! I won't! I won't kill another one." The voice also stopped abruptly, and in an instant, the middle finger on the shoulder was restricted, and she could not say or act, so she had to listen: "She will kill again, he will, her humanity has been extinguished, and she will kill more people! The knife is not in her hand, but in her heart, so she really repented and put down the butcher's knife, but the person who died under her knife will never come back to life——"

"Yes, yes, won't come back to life, won't. Fang Yin muttered, his heart was heavy.

"Yes, you didn't see her when she killed her, and you didn't know her, you couldn't bear to kill her, not to mention that she was a woman. The old master looked at him, and his voice became more and more serious: "But do you know what this woman was doing when she was in the middle of the river, slaughtering old men, women and children on the island of the boat, and the blood stained the earth and the river?"

Fang Yin couldn't answer, but it was conceivable, the anger in his chest had already surged, surging, surging and rolling like waves in a blink of an eye! Fang Yin clenched the sword in his hand, stood up to face her, and finally faced her: "At that time, what were you doing?" The waves couldn't move, couldn't speak, and couldn't make any expressions, only his eyes were full of resentment and a trace of disdain. Fang Yin raised the sword in his hand and gently pressed it against her throat: "I know you look down on me, and I don't need you to look down on me, but you remember, my name is Fang Yin." ”

"This person should be killed!

"Kill!"