Death Sutra

Zhuang Heng squatted with a five-foot knife and watched the brothers screaming, and the heart was warm, like watching their own children playing in the air.

The knife is his blood, the brother is his family, and Zhuang Heng has such two beliefs, so he is called "protecting the sword god" on the rivers and lakes. As for others, gold and silver are like dung, women are just talking tools. Many times, he is bored because he has too many words.

Five carriages fell over the roadside, the animals were unable to breathe in the pool of blood, and more than a dozen bodies were scattered in the grass. This is a common business. If no one pays to hire him, Zhuang Heng is too lazy to run this. trip.

The more "dung soil" is the better, for the robbers, this is never too much nutrients.

The twelve brothers of Zhuang Heng have piled up the valuable items in the car. They are searching for the body and collecting all the soft things of gold and silver. They are not big gangs. They have to learn to spend their money carefully. If the body is just wearing a pair of suitable feet. It’s a pity that you don’t take off your boots.

"Hey, what did I find?" The old Dudu, who was unshaven, was holding a little girl in her teens, and she was excited about the boss’s invitation.

Lao Du is an unintentional person. He can't tell what is worth, and what is worthless. Such a little girl, even a woman can't count, can't even let the brothers vent, Zhuang horizontally waved, really no interest. Educate him.

Disappointed Lao Du was downcasting the little girl and pulling out the single knife under his waist. He always wanted to have a five-foot knife. Like the boss’s handle, the man was more powerful and more powerful, but he did not. Dare, this single-handed knife is also good. When the state is very good, you can cut off the small tree with a thick bowl.

The little girl looked up at the robber, and the thin neck was not as thick as the bowl.

She is probably scared, not crying, no escape, but she is waiting for the adult to give her candy.

"Looking down." Lao Du ordered, he had to cut a perfect knife. When the head rolled to the feet of the boss, the body still stood still. He had seen this scene and always wanted to imitate it once.

The last good wish in Lao Du’s life was interrupted rudely by the invaders.

First, the boss is arrogant, then the brothers who are picking up the corpse, and finally the old Du who carefully aimed at the neck of the little girl, all eyes turned to the wilderness, only the little girl was still staring up at the robber.

A pure black horse walked slowly. The knight who was immediately was a pale young man. He was like a lost passenger. He jumped into the circle of robbers, but he seemed too calm, like the little girl. It seems that I have not recognized the cruel reality.

The robbers waved a bright single knife, several of them moving to the side, ready to be surrounded by the prey that was sent to the door.

The horse is a good horse, but the knight has no luggage. Zhuang Heng still can't afford to be interested. Such a nerd is not enough for him to sew.

The Cavaliers stopped outside the 10 steps of Zhuang Heng. They didn't care about the interception behind them. They didn't talk. They made a move that made the robbers inexplicable. He took out a black cloth from his arms and scratched it on the stable. A few times, and then black cloth with its eyes, the black horse is obviously used to it, without any resistance.

The knight jumped off the horse and had a sword in his waist.

"You are Zhuang Heng?"

The Cavaliers were pale and sick, as if they were coming out of the ice and snow, but this was the early autumn, the sun was warm and the busy robbers had even sweated.

"Yeah." Zhuang Heng took the starting point a little, but still did not take the knight who suddenly emerged.

"You can't do this." The knight shook his head, a little disappointed.

"how?"

"You are in this state, it is not worth my sword to kill you."

Zhuang Heng squatted for a while, laughing, his brothers also laughed, the atmosphere of chilling disappeared faster than the waterdrops on the blades of grass. There are always swordsmen in the world who think they are martial arts. The robbers are all gangsters. They want to kill these desperate people and make a name for themselves. When such people appear, they are like the pale knights. They say some unpredictable metaphors in the clouds, and when they start, they are embarrassed, not dead. Like the pigs and dogs, they are lucky enough to escape their lives. They are horrified and complain that the robbers are not defending the rules of the rivers and lakes, but they never take the initiative to challenge themselves.

This is another swordsman who died. Zhuang Heng feels that this is a happy day. So he pulled out a long knife from the ground and resisted his shoulders. "Come on, I am still interested, we are rushing to the road, unlike You have so much leisure time."

The Cavaliers did not respond to the ridicule, the pale face was indifferent, and he pulled out the sword and slowly approached the enemy.

When the Cavaliers took the first step, Zhuang Heng felt that there was a shock in his heart. There was no obvious murderousness, and there was no aggressive attack. He was involuntarily nervous. He clenched his handle with both hands and forced himself to sink the plate.

Twelve brothers did not realize the mood of the boss, and boredly watched the duel that would soon be divided into birth and death. It was laborious to calculate how much the harvest today is. The minded person has already played the idea of ​​a dark horse, the robber’s In principle, whoever touches the spoils first, who is this thing.

Therefore, most people did not pay attention to what happened on the field. I don’t know that the duel was over in the blink of an eye. Only the old Du is excited to hold the double fists, ready to cheer, and the boss used a two-handed knife to kill the scene. He never Not enough.

This sound can never be called out, Lao Du saw it, but he couldn't understand it. It was like half a dream. Suddenly he turned to another dream. The content was irrelevant and the misplaced was so outrageous that the sleeper In the dream, you must also say to yourself: This is impossible.

It seems that Zhuang Heng’s long knife is still on his shoulders, and their brethren will never know that the long knife has left the shoulder, and only a moment of lightning and lightning can be cut on the enemy. The knife is always very Fast, today is not fast enough.

The knight took up the sword and killed one person a year. It was enough. He pulled out the knife again. The attention of the robbers was finally concentrated on him. They recognized this weapon. This is the special narrowness of the Jinpeng killer and the imposter who is not afraid of death. Knife.

Zhuang Heng still does not move, everyone slowly understands the truth, the boss is dead.

Unlike many gangs, they are a group of people who are affectionate and righteous. They will not escape because of their strong landfall, and they will not have enemies. The old Du Yang is roaring like a wounded wolf, and his teeth are rushing to the knight.

Twelve to one, the only bystander is the little girl who stands in the grass. The flesh and blood of the robbers robbery has already numbed her. In contrast, the killing that is happening in front of us is too simple, lacking energy. The horror scene that awakened her.

The knights fight like dancing, moving forward, retreating, turning around, and cutting out. Every action is like stepping through the steps, clean and neat, the robbers cooperate with each other, fight, chase, cut, fall, like running with bones. Dog, never tired.

The little girl slowly understood the scene in front of him. Not the twelve robbers surrounded the knight, but a knight surrounded the twelve robbers. He never rushed into the battle group and slashed, but relied on moving constantly to keep the enemy. At the edge of the group, in the process, there is always someone ahead or behind, with the Cavaliers alone, dying in the lightning-fast knives, the companions are always a key step, unable to save people, not enough knights.

The last living robber was Lao Du. He didn't realize that the brothers all fell down. The buzzing sound became more and more monotonous. He still wanted to avenge the boss. He had a strong heart and no chance to get a knife. This kind of strength is like a mountain, and it is urgent to spray out. I can cut off the thick tree of the sea bowl. He thinks, and then the knife on the neck, the thought is really the same as the silk, and the break is silent.

Lao Du held the knife, just standing a few steps away from the little girl, falling straight, the knife tip was only a few inches away from her feet, she still did not move.

The knight closed the knife and made a gesture of licking the eyes.

The little girl who was scared was reacting very quickly. She immediately raised her hands and covered her eyes. Soon, she heard a weird whistle, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and she almost fell, then the wind After the break, there was a loud noise, and she couldn't stand the curiosity again. She loosened a finger and sneaked out, and her eyes could no longer be closed.

A black bird with a higher head than the pale knight, red top feathers, red eyes, is eager to eat the eyes of the dead. Every time he squats, he jumps on one leg and appears to be extremely proud.

She understood why the knight's dark horse had to cover her eyes, but she could not reclose her fingers.

The black bird jumped to Lao Du, two times in a row, swallowed his favorite food, and then looked at the little girl in front of him. The eyeballs from the fingers were green, crystal clear, and occasionally, like It is the moonlight that passes over the gem.

The little girl was shrouded in the shadow of the Dapeng bird, thinking that the crimson eyes seemed to shoot a hot fire at any time. She was so surprised that she forgot to breathe, but she was not afraid at all. She believed that this bird was the most she had ever seen. Beautiful creature, so slowly stretched out his arm and wanted to touch the silky smooth black feather.

The Dapeng bird vacated and jumped over the head of the little girl and continued to eat the eye of the dead. It was not an animal that could be easily touched.

"What is its name?" The little girl was completely attracted to the **** bird, and she asked the Cavaliers.

"It's not a pet, so there is no name, but some people call it Red Top Dapeng, some people call it a magic bird."

The little girl nodded thoughtfully.

The Dapeng bird ate enough snacks, jumped to the knights a few steps, and gently smashed him twice, then vacated and rolled up a gust of wind, and soon disappeared in the air.

The Cavaliers launched, untied the black horse's blindfold, turned the horse's head, and slowly moved forward.

The little girl hesitated for a while, took out the single-handed knife from Lao Du’s hand, and held it in her hand, spreading two thin calves and following the dozens of steps of the Cavaliers.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the black horse black horse knight is almost ready to merge with the night, the little girl is stumped by the wild grass, and when he raises his head, he can't see the knight's figure. "Wait for me!" she cried, the voice It disappeared into the wilderness, and there was no echo.

The little girl took the knife and shuddered. If she had never vowed to cry, she would let the tears wet the entire face, but the tears would swirl in her eyes. She had to use all her strength to keep it out.

"What are you doing with me?" asked the voice above his head. I don't know when the Cavaliers had returned to her, but she didn't even hear the hooves.

"I... my aunt is killed, I am sold to someone else's house, but I want to take revenge, I hope you can... help me."

"My own enemies have not been reported, and I will not avenge others."

"Then teach me martial arts, I will take revenge myself."

"I don't teach people martial arts. Killing people is very simple. You have a knife in your hand. You can cut it."

The knight left again.

The little girl ran tightly and followed closely. With the intuition of the child who had not completely disappeared, she knew that the Cavaliers would not leave themselves.

"The big bird has no name. Do you have a name?"

"I...called Yang Huan." The Cavaliers said one of two names.

"I also have a name, my name is..."

"I know your name."

"Do you know? How do you know?" The little girl blinked in surprise and almost fell again.

"You are surnamed with a foreigner, and your grandmother is exquisite, right?"

The little girl named Tie Lingling stopped, and the green eyes looked at the strange knight who had never heard of it. Suddenly she burst into tears and threw the vow of no more tears in the clouds.

(Seeking for advice)