Otherworldly Merchant

The thing is, he doesn't know anything.

Sometimes it's happiness in the drums.

The bright sun showered through the ice on Van Gong's face, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about. His face was full of smiles.

Looking back at this trip to the Oussuri River, the mercenaries and ninjas were removed, counting Hepburn and the middle finger, 16 people.

Hepburn and Fujita had just been devoured by the dragons; William and Hill had their heads slashed by Fan after serious injuries; Jiang Xiao Yu, Li Minghan, Liang Mingli and Karov had all been killed by the middle fingers; the middle fingers, which could not last a lifetime, had also died under the surroundings of everyone; Mrs. Shen took her head to find the final cultivation place; and Parker jumped the river and committed suicide.

Ultimately, it was just me, Jiang Dayi, Liu Lao Liu, Fan Chong, Lina and the others.

Now Lina laughs at the end and loses the dragon again.

Liu Lao Liu avenged his son, broke the spell and went away with joy.

Jiang Dayi repaired the body of his brother with sorrow and sorrow.

Fan Chung lost his arm at a glance, empty old, tens of years old, nearly twilight years old.

And not only did I get the Nine Phantoms, the ancient sword of Taoist White Crane, but I also learned more secrets.

But if Fan Chung doesn't come out once and for all, it's a question of whether I can get out of the monuments!

Now, how can I ignore Fan Chung when he's so wretched?

I sat down beside him and quietly remembered the experiences of the past five or six days since I boarded the icebreaker, waiting for him to wake up.

I want to know what he's up to and what I can do for him.

Van Chung may have been really tired and woke up after sleeping all night until near dusk.

“Hey, where are they?” At first sight, I was the only one sitting beside him. It was amazing how he wanted to climb up, but he forgot to break one arm, and one fell down without paying attention.

I hurried to help him: “They all left, Jiang Dayi went to collect his brother's body, and the son who had been in a coma for more than 20 years finally woke up and hurried back. ”

“So... what about Lina? ”

“She's gone, too. ”

“Let's go. Where were we?” Van Burst saw my divine color somewhat wrong and asked hastily.

“Like Pike, he died in the sinking river. She couldn't accept the tragic death of both her father and brother, and couldn't think of a moment to throw herself away. ”

That's what I've been thinking all day and finally figured out to cheat on Fan Shong.

It is more difficult to accept deception than death.

Or that his great apprentice, Lina, is really dead, completely dead!

“Why don't you stop her! Why!" Van Chong's one arm clutched tightly to my collar, shaking uncontrollably.

I didn't move, let him shake.

In fact, I am also reluctant to face the tragedy of this situation.

The situation was urgent and nothing was felt.

Now in retrospect, Jiang Xiao Fish, Karov, even Pike and William, I don't want this to be their final ending if possible!

Fan Chung shook his arm for a while and quietly silenced for a long time: “Take me for a walk by the river and take a look at the old man and Lina for the last time. ”

I didn't talk. I stood him up.

Until then, it was hard to imagine how powerful Fan Shou was in the water a day ago, when his body was so weak that he could barely stand.

The wind on the river was as cold as a knife. Fan Chung ignored my advice and sat idly on the shore, staring at the water.

No howling, no chatter, not even a tear, just sitting there, staring.

He was covered in snow and white cream on his hair.

“Fan, let's go.” After a long time, I lifted him up.

He was neither obstinate nor obedient, as if he were an old wood, let me lift him up and take mechanical steps step by step.

“Van, where do you want to go? I'll arrange it for you wherever you want.” I went back to the house and covered him with cotton quilts and asked softly.

Fan Chung shook his head slowly, his eyes still stuck: “I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying here. ”

“I am an orphan, I have not seen my parents since I was a child, an old fisherman raised me, when I was six years old, he also died... to catch another fish, so as to make dinner for me, but he was so old, a fish dragged into the water without paying attention, I remember he finally smiled at me. I thought he was still making fun of me, like before, and then suddenly he came out of the water with a fish in his hand, but that time, he never came out again. ”

“I have no family, no friends, although I am eager, no one will listen to me, no one. ”

“Gradually, I am also used to this life, one catches fish, one cooks, one sleeps over and over...”

“If you're in a good mood, go gamble money, lose all the time. If you're in a bad mood, hold the altar and get drunk. If anyone messes with me, cut him to pieces. ”

“For so many years, apart from the fact that the old man has been fighting me for so long, let's not talk about friends, not even an enemy. ”

“You may not believe it. These days with you have been my most talked about and my happiest days! I don't really laugh, but I've always been happy and happy, but... but there's nothing left to look at. ”

“Where am I going? What am I supposed to do? I'm not leaving, I'm staying here. I'm fine. Talk to the old man and Lina. When you fall into the water like an old man, it's quiet, and it's over...” Van Chung laughed.

I twitched my lips and tried to persuade him of something, but eventually I didn't say anything.

Perhaps, at this point, Van Schung is just like Pike, and that's his wish, his desired destination, any happiness you imagine is, in their view, a pain.

I found the owner of the house, the sister-in-law with the ghost name, offered to buy the house and hoped that they would take care of Fan Chung's life from time to time.

But the sister-in-law said she didn't need me. Worried, Director Liu had arranged everything before he left, saying that as long as Fan Zhong lived well, he would pay them $100,000 in alimony each year.

Looks like Liu Lao Six had long expected Fan Zhong to make such a decision.

I stayed with Fan Chung in the village for a few more days before boarding a carriage to the town.

As the wheels crushed snow and ice, the village grew farther and farther away, gradually blurring into my eyes.

Guilty Village, the name of this village is good.

I had to think of a poem:

The wind and clouds came out of my generation, and as soon as I entered the river and lake, I hurried.

Huang Tuojia laughed and was drunk in life.

The sword sword swept across the mountain, and the white bones flew like birds.

The dust is as tidal as water, only a few people sigh back.