It seemed that someone was tapping him on the shoulder. The long swordsman was thinking of the flower girl and did not want to look back. At this time, Uncle Feng was not polite anymore. He jumped up and then struck down, making it look like the swordsman's shoulder might be injured. No, the place where the blow was made was already bleeding, but the swordsman didn't take it seriously and kept beating on the door. It seemed that he was determined to win Hua Gu.
Uncle Feng beat someone for a while, of course he did it without the swordsman knowing anything about it. Otherwise, if the swordsman knew about it, would he still be alive? Uncle Feng saw that the long swordsman didn't dare to do anything to him, so he didn't care about anything for a moment. At this time, he walked around the courtyard and found a thick piece of wood, which he used to sweep the long swordsman across.
The long swordsman was hit hard on the back and was rendered useless on the spot. When he woke up and looked at Uncle Feng, he just hit him with a light fist and Uncle Feng was already dead. Uncle Feng was lying on the patio now, with the cold muddy water soaking into his clothes, and his whole body was extremely tired.
Looking at the swordsman again, he didn't even look at me. He was still banging on the flower girl's door with his bare buttocks. God knows, he would definitely shed tears. At this time, Uncle Feng let out a long sigh. It seemed that he could only do so much for this flower girl. He looked up at the sky. Under the night, the river was still murmuring, as if telling Uncle Feng something. Old memories.
Uncle Feng wiped the blood on his lips at this time. It seemed that he was really overestimating his abilities and should not have bothered with other people's affairs. No, his lips were already broken, and he really deserved it. However, he still wanted to rush forward again and prepare to fight with the long swordsman to death, otherwise, Uncle Feng would not look down on him.
At this time, Hua Gu's door opened. The door was not opened by the long swordsman, but she opened it for him. It seemed that Hua Gu was helpless for a moment, and she was afraid that something might happen to Uncle Feng, so she held back her tears and opened the dilapidated door and let the swordsman into the house.
Uncle Feng walked away in dejection. When he reached the edge of a small ditch, he accidentally fell down.
As for the long swordsman, he entered Hua Gu's house at this time. He had not done that for a long time, so he eagerly threw himself into Hua Gu's arms. His actions could be described as extremely rude. Hua Gu was helpless for a moment. Faced with the knife on the back of this long swordsman, what could a female prostitute with no power to tie a chicken do?
However, maybe it was God's blessing. Huagu finally broke free. When she rushed out of the front door of her house, her face was even a little swollen. This must have been beaten by the swordsman. The reason why Huagu did not obey the swordsman was not so much because she was afraid of his sword, but because she felt that she had suffered a big loss and could not make up for it.
Hua Gu left the house and didn't know where to go. She wandered around the deserted village like a lonely ghost. Anyone who saw her in the middle of the night would be shocked. However, even if Hua Gu lives on the street, she still looks pretty good. The clear tears on Guazi's face reflect the moonlight, and there are one or two peach blossoms hanging on this dress, so she is quite good-looking. Otherwise, why would the swordsman fall in love with her? Moreover, since she has no man, she must also feel lovesick at night. It was precisely this weakness that the swordsman saw that he walked into her house from time to time. At first, although the flower girl refused, but as time went by, he no longer cared so much.
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However, seeing that Hua Gu was unwilling to make peace with him, he didn't force it, but sat at the door of Hua Gu's house, refusing to leave for a while. Although he couldn't find Hua Gu, she would eventually come back. House's. So, the swordsman sat in front of Hua Gu's house, holding his sword, and he didn't pay attention to people's disdain.
The swordsman still held a piece of rag in his hand, which was obviously torn from Hua Gu's body. Of course, if he hadn't been quick with his hands and feet, he wouldn't have been able to grab the rag on Hua Gu's body. Hua Gu escaped from the house and wandered around the deserted village again. She didn't know where she was going, so she took shelter in a ruined temple. Then she would wait until the swordsman left and then return to the house. She thought so.
Hua Gu hid in the ruined temple, and in the middle of the night, it rained continuously. Big raindrops fell down and hit the ruined temple, making the tiles make clearing sounds. If he were a poet, it would be quite pleasant to listen to the rain in the middle of the night, but Hua Gu was just a village woman, and she was not in the mood to appreciate this artistic conception.
At this time, he was just huddled in this ruined temple, looking at the dense raindrops outside, and his mood almost fell into despair. Fortunately, the long swordsman could not find it, otherwise, he would no longer want to live in this world. At this time, the wind was blowing continuously, and a broken wooden board was blown down and fell in front of the ruined temple door. It fell to pieces. The huge noise shocked Huagu. She didn't know what happened. Strange things.
At this time, in the middle of the night, the long swordsman's long shout echoed throughout the deserted village. This was of course calling the flower girl. It seemed that the long swordsman was also quite lonely during this long night. Hua Gu obviously heard it, but she didn't dare to respond. Otherwise, the long swordsman might rush to the ruined temple, and then he would offend the gods, which would be difficult to deal with.
At this time, she buried her head deeply in a tattered quilt that she brought with her. She originally wanted to listen to the noise outside, but she didn't dare for a moment, fearing that the swordsman would come and recognize her. If you do something immoral, what should you do? However, Hua Gu heard footsteps coming, and the heavy footsteps were very familiar to Hua Gu, and they belonged to the swordsman.
Seeing the swordsman coming, Hua Gu hugged the quilt and wanted to run out of the ruined temple. But when she looked outside, heavy rain was pouring down. Her body was too thin to be exposed to the rain. At this moment of hesitation, The long swordsman hugged the flower girl, and he could feel that the strength in his hand was as heavy as a thousand kilograms. If Hua Gu hadn't been quite strong, her waist would have been broken just by hugging her.
The long swordsman was unclothed and only wrapped in a rag. When he saw the flower girl, he threw the rag aside, and his body as strong as an ox was completely displayed in front of the flower girl. Hua Gu refused to do anything with the swordsman in this temple. If she offended the gods, it would be very terrible.
Hua Gu continued to run forward. At this time, regardless of how heavy the rain was, and how thin her body was, she rushed into the rain curtain and disappeared into the vast night. As for the swordsman, facing how he could let go of the duck he had obtained, he pursued her closely. It seemed that he would never give up until he got the flower girl.
After running for a while, Huagu ran to Uncle Feng's house. Uncle Feng was sleeping at this time, maybe still dreaming. But when he heard someone knocking on the door outside, he couldn't sleep anymore. Uncle Feng opened the door of the house and saw Hua Gu standing in front of his house soaked to the skin. He felt very compassionate and let the Hua Gu into his house.
Uncle Feng got another cup of boiling water for the flower girl to get rid of the cold air on her body, otherwise she might catch a cold.
Hua Gu looked at Uncle Feng while drinking the boiled water that Uncle Feng prepared for her. She knew that Uncle Feng was not a good bird. If he took advantage of the situation, she would still have no way to survive.
Sure enough, Uncle Feng also came forward at this time, grabbed the flower girl's hand, and kept touching it. Of course, Uncle Feng also knew that Hua Gu didn't want to, but if he didn't touch her like this, Uncle Feng wouldn't feel comfortable.
Hua Gu was in such a predicament at this time that she had no choice but to let Uncle Feng touch her hand up and down. Just as Uncle Feng was touching his hands like this, someone was knocking on the door outside, and the voice was majestic. Who could it be if he wasn't a swordsman?
