Jianghuxing

She and I quietly walked down the hill by moonlight, and when we reached the junction I asked her where her house was, and she pointed northwest.

"Just turn around to a big lake over there. "

I insisted on giving her it to me at first, but she smiled back and refused. She said that it would be bad if she was seen by the people in the village at such a late hour.

She said this with a little shyness, which was very inconsistent with her previous air of dust. I searched for her eyes to see if she was lying, but she lowered her gaze to her toes as she did during the day, revealing only the black top of her head to me.

So we parted there, and I walked very resolutely in order to look sad and heroic, and I held back even though I wanted to look back. I didn't think I wanted to be a hero until I walked a hundred meters away, and I had better look back, in case she didn't go and stood there waiting for me?

- but she has long since gone far. It's as if it hadn't been there tonight. The place where she had stood before was clean, and there was no trace of what she had been here against. If it weren't for the Nine Ring Knife now in my hand, I would really wonder if all this was just a ghost after walking too much on the mountain road.

When I think of ghosts, I can't help but recall the thieves who were wiped out by the mountain ghosts two days ago. When I asked her how she managed to escape from the mountain, she just said lightly that she had been hiding there and sneaking down the mountain after everyone had rested. Although I was skeptical, I did not dare to speak out. I don't know why, but I always feel that it is not real, after all, there are so many people who surround and suppress us during the day, and I always feel that it is impossible to let us run away so smoothly.

But I was so tired, I was so nervous during the day, and at night I stayed at the bottom of the mountain and engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, and at this time I felt tired and crawled into my head after I was busy, and I even felt that I would vomit if I took any more step.

I made a simple bed out of dead leaves in the woods, and although it was damp and heavy, I could barely lie down, and I didn't care so much about it, so I got into the pile of leaves and fell asleep. I slept until dawn, when birds were bouncing around me and chirping.

I wanted to shoot two wild birds to eat, but after thinking about it, I was afraid that the fire would be discovered by the thieves on the mountain, and secondly, I thought that I didn't have the ability to shoot birds in the air at all, so I remembered that the reason why I didn't break the meat in the wild before was not because I followed Lu Bu and Zhang Liao, and their kung fu of throwing stones and birds was a must, and Zhang Liao also laughed at me for this: "You still want to lead troops to fight because you are stupid, you can't even fight a bird, and you will starve to death if you walk in the wild for three days!"

I was very unconvinced when I heard this, but at that time, I couldn't think of how to refute it. Now I have a flash of inspiration, and I can't wait to run back to the state immediately and scold Zhang Liao: "Lao Tzu can't fight, I can't fight, and when Lao Tzu becomes a general, I can't take care of a few professional bird-fighters? Two in the morning, two at noon, two at night, three in the evening, rabbits and pheasants eat in turns, four meals a day without the same!"

Thinking about it, I laughed out loud again, and I even imagined how Zhang Liao could return his mouth. He must have been angry and laughing, pointing at my head and scolding me: "Then you are really a fucking bird-fighting general!"

I laughed too. After laughing for a while, I realized that I was very lonely and lonely.

I mustered up the courage to go back down the mountain road, wanting to go to the cottage to confirm. On the way, I walked cautiously, and quickly hid after a little trouble, but there was a false alarm along the way, and the cottage that was lively like a war yesterday is as quiet as a ruin, but it is quietly entrenched in the middle of the mountainside.

I arrived near the gate of the wall, and found that one of the minions I killed yesterday was still lying on the ground, and I thought to myself, why haven't I collected his body yet, is the bandit in it so ruthless, let him fend for himself here.

With the extremely familiar smell of blood swept by the north wind, my stomach churned, but my mind was clear: Yes! The mountain ghost has been here again!

I ran to the cottage, and as I ran, I thought: Is that woman in flower clothes really a mountain ghost? No wonder she dared to go up the mountain alone, and no matter how much she persuaded her, she didn't run, and she didn't dare to catch her, but found her up the mountain by herself!

She was empty-handed, I didn't think about this, these two mountain ghosts used a knife and a gun, it turned out that she deliberately used my big ring knife to kill all the people in the cottage after I left, no wonder she took my knife with her when she went down the mountain.

I entered the gate and saw exactly what I expected. Still unsuspecting, the most vicious thieves of this mountain were killed. I examined the bodies of the thieves one by one, but I did not find the man in the gray turban who found me yesterday.

If the woman in the flower dress is a mountain ghost, then the more than forty bandits did not chase after me left, but the ones closest to me were chasing me, so it means that the woman in the flower dress shot as soon as I left.

I came to the vicinity of the stone forest where we were hiding, and sure enough, the thieves were scattered. I was secretly furious in my heart, and I remembered that I had dragged the hand of the woman in the flower dress vigorously, her hand was cold and cold, although I had never touched the girl's hand, but where could anyone's hand be so cold. So that woman must

be a ghost! I even wanted to go around in circles last night?

My scalp was numb like pins and needles, and my hairs were almost upside down, and I really couldn't imagine that my relationship history would be so ups and downs, and I bumped into a ghost when I first made physical contact with a girl. In addition to the horror, I even felt a little excited and happy, after all, after returning home, I had one more qualification to brag to Zhang Wenyuan's son.

Then he suddenly realized that the girl didn't care if she was a human or a ghost, since she was a person who was killed with a knife, there must always be some traces to be found. Now the corpse is lying on the ground, and the knife is in my hand, if I don't take the opportunity to realize something, I'm sorry for the little hand I held with the mountain ghost.

I found the grey turban, and saw him lying face down on the ground, and when he turned it over, he stabbed him in the throat out of nowhere. The knife edge was intimate and familiar, exactly the same as the one I saw on the cottage over there on the first day. For some reason, I was shocked, and then dragged another thief next to me, and compared it to the gray turban, I was even more surprised that I couldn't speak.

The reason why I was impressed by this knife wound was that they were exactly

the same! The same wide knife edge, the same deep cut, the same narrow distance between the top and bottom! Although everyone was different in height and body shape, everyone had the same knife edge, as if this knife had grown out of their body according to the mold, and the front and back, left and right were exactly the same!

I hurriedly untied my nine-ring knife and compared it with the knife on this corpse, and I was even more surprised that I had nothing to say. My nine-ring knife was thick and wide, and when I put the blade on the edge of the corpse, I knew that it was not a wound made by my knife at all. No matter how skilled the person who wields the knife is, as long as the knife is brushed over, the wound will definitely be much bigger than this.

Could it be that the woman in the flower dress is not a mountain ghost? and the ghost is someone else?

I secretly looked around the stone forest and the dead forest, and I felt terrified. Looking at the expression on the face of the gray turban, it was obvious that it was incredible, so it was either the girl in front of him who had no power to restrain the chicken, or it was really a monster with a hideous face and two iron knives in his hands!

These places are getting more and more weird, maybe the first two times I was lucky not to be met by that mountain ghost, and if I insist on staying here to dig a pit and bury people today, maybe I will really be caught thinking that I am a fellow party and killed together.

I got up and ran to the gate, where I met the little sentry I had killed. The little minion threw himself on my stomach, as if he had seen the emperor kneeling three times and bowing nine times to pay homage.

I walked a few steps around him, feeling compassion. How can I say that I killed the person, and when he died, he gave me such a big gift, and it was really unreasonable not to bury him and let him feed the crows in the violent corpse wilderness here.

I dragged this little minion to the stockade, and dragged back a few sentries that I had also killed. I was sweating on them as I put them together, and my head was steaming white on this cool morning.

I raised my eyes to see that the other thieves were still chasing after us yesterday with great force, shouting and shouting and fighting, and today they have become frozen and hard, and the birds that they disliked and did not eat in the past are all coveting them, and they may be scrambled to eat when the sun rises at noon and the corpses soften a little.

I started digging the pit as I thought, and I figured out how many people there were. Then I smuttered proudly to the minions: "I'm glad I killed you, and there are still people who are worried about burying you." If you run into that demon, hum. "

I was dizzy from hunger after digging for a while, and I remembered that I hadn't eaten much since yesterday. The pit next to me could hold a dozen people, and I crawled out and complained to them: "Okay, okay, eat people with short mouths." You can hang here for a while, I'll borrow some food from your family, and then bury you all

when I come back, okay?" I knew these thieves like my own family, and I didn't care if they took care of me, so I went to the kitchen in the back. This kitchen is black and greasy, I carefully selected some clean melons and vegetables to cook, there are dried dried meat hanging by the window, but I dare not eat, the first time I opened the killing ring here is because the bandits here eat people, and now their meat I dare not easily move, so I just cooked some clear soup and ate it.

I was stroking my round belly and walking out when I suddenly heard someone talking, and even yelling and screaming, my heart tightened: Fuck, could it be another accomplice?