Weird show

※one※

Qin Songfeng frowned and asked, "Wen Chen?"

"He, he..." Wen Chen pointed at the body of Mr. Buwu beside him, "He!"

"He what?"

Wen Chen said: "He, he raped me many times, in, in that prostitution den."

Qin Songfeng sighed, bent down and dragged Wen Chen to the side: "Don't look at him if he's disgusting."

Wen Chen sat weakly on the ground, closed his eyes and grasped Qin Songfeng's ankle: "He and that bastard Shi Qing are in the same group, and are also one of the masterminds. Shi Qing listens to him very much and often learns from him some ways to harm women. He Come here often, every time...use very disgusting methods to deal with me. Once he..." Wen Chen suddenly stopped, tilted his head, put his hands on his side, and continued to vomit non-stop, but he couldn't even vomit acid water Out.

She finally curled up her legs, lay on her knees and cried bitterly.

Pan Ziyun also heard Qin Songfeng talk about Shi Qing's abduction of a girl that day, and he understood everything when he heard what was said, so he walked over and looked down at Wen Chen, without saying a word.Qin Songfeng didn't persuade her, but just dragged her into the house to avoid the rain.

Maybe it's best to cry out.

This Mr. Buwu is keen on the art of extorting confessions, probably not because of his livelihood, but because he enjoys it.

In Su Men, he was not satisfied with helping his employer to extract confessions from his enemies. When he had nothing to do, he got Su Qian's approval and went to torture those little killers who were not regarded as people.Later, the Su family was destroyed, and he escaped, but still couldn't restrain his inner desire, hit it off with Shi Qing, a scum of the Luoyun Dao sect, and committed numerous crimes.

And after Shi Qing, is he really willing to disappear?How many unknown people were buried in his hands?

※two※

When the rain stopped, it was already light.

Wen Chen was worried about her two daughters, and hurried home; Qin Songfeng secretly sent a letter to Liu Junwen, asking him to bring a few more people and check Sumen's movements near the horse training garden at any time.

Everyone stayed up all night, fell asleep after busy work, and didn't wake up until the afternoon.

After waking up, Pan Ziyun finally knew that Ji Shuliu's claim that he had a good physique was not just nonsense.

Sun Chengxiu had cracked ribs and suffered internal injuries. Not to mention that he was weak, Qin Songfeng and Pan Ziyun also developed a low-grade fever. Only Ji Shuliu, who kept shivering and shouting cold last night, was still alive and kicking around, helping the disciples of Master Fei to deliver medicines everywhere.

Physician Fei said that Fang Heng's external injuries have all been dealt with, and even if they affect his abilities, they are limited. What really made him unconscious was the injury to the meridians of his whole body caused by the explosion of internal force, and he could only recuperate and recover slowly on his own.So Miracle Physician Fei did not guard Fang Heng's side, but sat in Pan Ziyun's room, forcing him to lie flat and rest in peace, and even babbled endlessly to persuade him not to always use methods that hurt his body to practice martial arts.

Seeing Ji Shuliu who came to deliver the medicine, Pan Ziyun smiled wryly, "Both the masters of Qin's sect caught cold, brother Ji is fine."

Ji Shuliu said: "My body is better than him, otherwise why would I stand in front of him. When he was young, he was eager to achieve success in practicing swords, and he fought for more than ten years in the arena. With you, what's more, how can you toss your body like this, even if you don't care about yourself, aren't you afraid of being dragged down by your body when you take revenge?"

Pan Ziyun's expression was erratic: "Boy Tuiyun and Mr. Buwulang are dead, and the vengeance has been avenged. The rest of the Su family will count as one dead, and it doesn't matter if they don't die."

"Then you have to take care of your health, don't let Miss Xi worry about you," Ji Shuliu said, "People should know when they are cold and hot, and when they know how comfortable they are, they should know that they are uncomfortable. Just like last night, didn't you really feel cold? It’s fatal to pretend to be fine. You see, I know everything, so even if I get hurt, it won’t affect my body.”

When Pan Ziyun talks to people, he often refuses to look directly at other people's eyes. At this moment, his eyes are only lingering at Ji Shuliu's feet: "Yesterday you were injured to save me. Although this body is not worth saving, you should say thank you .”

Ji Shuliu smiled and said: "You don't need to thank me, I'll be satisfied if you don't tell me to worry about it."

※three※

Ji Shuliu didn't know whether his words had touched Pan Ziyun, anyway, after the fever subsided, Pan Ziyun still disregarded dissuasion, and took the head of Mr. Bu Wulang to pay homage to Xi Yuanyuan, and resolutely refused to allow others to follow.

In the afternoon, Pan Ziyun didn't come back, but Tie Dan sneaked into Doctor Fei's other hospital from nowhere, and when he saw Ji Shuliu, he was pleasantly surprised: "I've been in Taohua Town for a long time but I don't know where you are, so I came to find Fei." Uncle inquired and actually ran into you!"

Ji Shuliu said: "Shh, don't say it." They don't want the Jianghu to know that Fang Heng is here, otherwise the enemy will be in the dark and we will be clear, and it will be difficult to prevent plots.

"Okay, I won't say." Tie Dan nodded with his round eyes, "Is Big Brother Pan with you?"

Ji Shuliu's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"

Tie Dan said: "He suddenly appeared in Hero Town at noon today and told me to learn to write and read more when he is free, don't always make troubles everywhere, and leave after talking. I didn't think anything at first. He used to talk It's also like this, but the more I think about it just now, the more something is wrong. His eyes are very red, and his voice is very hoarse... I don't know what's going on. Ever since he left, my heart has started to chug. Is he I got sick?"

Ji Shuliu's heart also started to flutter.He remembered that in the past few days, whenever Pan Ziyun was advised to cherish his body, Pan Ziyun was always very "good", bowing his head obediently and agreeing gently.He was not like this before. Although he was taciturn before, he always gave people a sense of determination, even if he was perfunctory, he did not lose his momentum.

He said that he has lived until now only to avenge the killing of Tuiyun Boy and Buwu Langjun.

The day before yesterday, he almost died together in the decisive battle with Mr. Buwu.

When he left this morning, he thanked Qin Songfeng and Ji Shuliu for helping him get revenge.And he originally said that he would sit in front of Xi Yuanyuan's grave all day, but he showed up in Hero Town at noon. Could it be that he made a special trip to say goodbye to Tie Dan?

He wanted to... commit suicide!

Ji Shuliu's thoughts changed, Tie Dan was the only person Pan Ziyun cared about before he and he met, but if Pan Ziyun really wanted to commit suicide, he had a lot to persuade him, but there were many things that Tie Dan couldn't know.

So he said to Tie Dan: "Stay at Uncle Faber's house and don't leave. I'll go find him. It's inconvenient to take you with me. Can you wait here first?"

Tie Dan nodded ignorantly: "Okay...what happened to Brother Pan?"

"I'll tell you when I get back."

Ji Shuliu took Qin Songfeng and rode his horse towards Xi Yuanyuan's tomb, which was near Wansong Valley between Taohua Town and Hero Town, and Pan Ziyun once pointed it out to them from a distance.

It was late autumn, and there were fallen leaves all over the ground, some were dry, some were wet, the dry ones were crushed by horseshoes, and the wet ones were rotting in the mud pit.

They tied their horses to a tree on the side of the road from a distance, and ran over with light kung fu, walking like flying.

Xi Yuanyuan's tomb is not alone, there are several little killers whose real names are not known, buried in the surrounding area under the name of sorting.Among them, Xi Yuanyuan's tomb is naturally the most decent.

Pan Ziyun is next to Xi Yuanyuan's tomb.

The sun was already in the west, and the sky was as red as blood. According to Pan Ziyun's skinny body, he was wearing a thin white coat, with a headscarf thrown aside, his black hair was loose, and he was holding a big shovel in his hand.

Next to Xi Yuanyuan's grave, there was already an extra tomb, and there was a coffin in the tomb, and the lid of the coffin was mostly covered, and Pan Ziyun was digging the soil piled up next to it to cover the lid.

He was going to get into the coffin by himself, cover the coffin by himself, and leave this world without bothering anyone to dig the grave and cover it with soil?

As the autumn wind blows, Pan Ziyun's clothes, no matter how narrow they are, always don't fit.At the moment the branches are all bare, with at most a few deep yellow leaves left. The setting sun passes through the branches almost unhindered, casting his shadow on the soil under him, which grows longer and wider. It's getting lighter.

Ji Shuliu and Qin Songfeng stood in the distance, holding hands together, full of human breath, as if they were not in the same world as Pan Ziyun.

Ji Shuliu suddenly let go of Qin Songfeng's hand, and motioned him to quietly go around to the nearby forest, walked to the tomb by himself, and said from a distance: "Ziyun."

Pan Ziyun was so absorbed in digging the soil that he didn't hear anything, only when he heard the words did he turn his head in panic.

"Ziyun, what are you doing?"

"Nothing." Pan Ziyun embarrassedly shoveled a few fallen leaves and spread them on top of the coffin. "It's getting colder and colder. It's too troublesome to build a house, so I dug a hole in the ground to keep warm."

Ji Shuliu stared at the coffin in the "burrow".

"...By the way, when I die, I can be buried here, so that I don't have to trouble others to dig it." Pan Ziyun obviously knew that the explanation just now was too absurd, so he changed his words in vain.

Ji Shuliu said, "Oh, do you want me to dig it for you?"

"No, it's already been dug."

Ji Shuliu walked over and pointed to a brand new set of clothes hanging on a nearby tree: "What is this?"

Pan Ziyun was silent for a long time, wiped the sweat from his brow, and came up with an explanation: "The dug was covered with dirt, so...bring a clean set to wear."

The material of the clothes is much better than what Pan Ziyun usually wears, but it doesn't fit his figure very well. Maybe it fits the boy with a normal figure in Xiao Jiu's memory... If you want to bury yourself, you should naturally wear a decent one clothes.

Ji Shuliu walked over, gritted his teeth and remained silent for a moment, then said softly: "It's getting late, go back, don't let Miss Xi worry."

He reached out to grab the shovel in Pan Ziyun's hand, Pan Ziyun finally took a few steps away, and said in a low voice, "Let me go."

Ji Shuliu said: "I didn't arrest you, I didn't tie you up, why did you say that?"

On Pan Ziyun's thin neck with blue veins exposed, his throat twitched again and again, and finally he said in a trembling voice: "Whether Pan Ziyun lives or dies, I thank you for saving my life the day before yesterday, but you... I'm sorry, it's not worth saving me. It shouldn't cause you to bleed."

Ji Shu said: "I didn't shed a few drops of blood."

Pan Ziyun just shook his head: "It's obvious that there is a lot of blood. I am a damned person. I have done unforgivable crimes. My life is worthless. Compared with my life, even a drop of blood is too much."

Ji Shuliu took a deep breath: "Miss Xi also thinks you deserve to die? Are you sure she wants you to go down with her?"

Pan Ziyun said softly: "But I want to go down to accompany her. If it weren't for me, she might still be alive now. I have no father, no mother, no wife, no children, no attachments, no attachments, and I don't have to live in this world."

"It's obviously Sumen who is wrong. You and Miss Xi are in love with each other. There is nothing wrong with it. And you still have friends." Ji Shuliu tried to keep his voice as steady as possible, "Do you know that Tie Dan is frightened by you? He met you at noon and felt something was wrong, so he ran to Peach Blossom Town to find me to ask what was wrong with you. Miss Xiao was also very worried about you, and she told me to take care of you before leaving last time, so that you don’t always torture yourself. Also, don't you consider me a friend?"

Qin Songfeng also came from another direction and said, "Brother Pan, we were doing well when we discussed sword techniques a few days ago. What's more, Su Yanlong is not dead, and the Su family is not yet destroyed. Why do you grab it first?"

Pan Ziyun closed his eyes: "Su Yulong is too strong, I am not his opponent, you are enough, but I am a burden. What's more, I wish I had never met Su Yulong himself, so I don't care about grievances, I can kill Bian Wu enough.

"Of course I wish I didn't want to die early, but she has no relatives and no reason in her life. If I don't go down to accompany her, she will be a lonely ghost down there; I live alone in the world, and I am just a lonely ghost who can breathe. Lonely as a companion... Brother Ji, our loneliness may be difficult for you to understand."

Ji Shuliu asked, "What kind of loneliness?"

"Sumen killers are rampant. Officials personally buy-murder-kill-people. Laonan Alley attracts people from all walks of life. They all have ulterior friendship with Su Qian. Even Lu Fengchun's suspicion is still difficult to clear up. Ruanyuan and I made all kinds of rumors in Huaishu Village, but the villagers took them as jokes. Later, I wrote those things into a joke-like drama. A child who hasn’t grown up like an egg... In the past 13 years, although the world is big, the people in the world either have nothing to do with us, or have hatred against us.”

Ji Shuliu stood in front of Pan Ziyun, lowered his head slightly, looked straight into his eyes and said, "Why can't I understand? Didn't you also hear about my life experience? Everyone who was related to me back then had hatred against me. Those who I have no grudges have nothing to do with me. Do you really think that I am as calm as I pretend? "