The people in the deserted village didn't dare to do anything to the soldier for a while, and Mr. Gong even trembled all over when he saw the soldier. He was afraid, but he didn't dare to do anything to him. For a moment, Mr. Gong lost interest in life. He walked to the river and wanted to end his life.
Since people say that this warrior is a god, why does this god stay in his own home? His house is not a temple. Did God make a mistake? Then he hit the water and heard someone say, "Don't hit me." The voice was not too loud, but it was clear and clear to the ears at night. As for where the voice came from. The place could not be found for a while.
Are there people still living under this creek? Mr. Gong was a little confused for a moment, so he got closer and wanted to take a good look at what was under the creek. At this time, I was lying on the river, even going into the water to listen, but I still couldn't hear anything. Apart from the sound of water, I heard nothing.
"Maybe I heard it wrong. There is no one here, so why is there someone talking? I must have heard it wrong. How can there be any ghosts in the world?" Mr. Gong thought as he walked. At this time, the moonlight was like water, the wind by the river was blowing Mr. Gong's clothes, and the fragrance of flowers drifted from nowhere, making people feel comfortable and comfortable.
However, Mr. Gong still didn’t want to live anymore because there was a ghost in his home. Otherwise, why would the people in the deserted village suddenly have a stomachache when they beat the soldier? Doesn't this prove that the soldier is a monster? And what’s the point of living in the world when there’s a monster in your own home? It would be better to just die, otherwise, living with that monster and living in fear is definitely not an issue.
However, just as Mr. Gong was about to jump into the river, he suddenly heard a sound coming from under the river. If he jumped into the river, wouldn't it be more terrifying if there were any ghosts under the river? Originally, I wanted to escape the soldiers when I left the house, but wouldn't it be unwise to fall into the arms of a more terrifying monster?
For a moment, Mr. Gong didn't want to jump into the river anymore, so he kept moving forward. Who knew where he was going? At this time, Mr. Gong heard the soldier seem to be calling his name in the room. He listened carefully for a moment and realized that he was really calling his name, but he did not tell the soldier his real name, and the soldier was How do you know?
Mr. Gong sat speechless by the river for a while, facing the water flowing eastward. He felt desolate for a while, letting the wind keep blowing his face. The soldier seemed to be still shouting, maybe he heard wrongly, so he slapped himself hard, and couldn't hear anything for a while.
"No, we can't let this warrior stay in his own house. Why don't the people in the deserted village let this warrior live in their own homes? If he wants to live in his own house again, I will use a red knife to go in and a white knife to go out!" Mr. Gong said so He said something to the sky, and after saying this, he roared again, which emboldened himself. In a critical situation, it is understandable to say the wrong thing.
Then he walked into his house. The night was already very deep. Mr. Gong was wandering in his courtyard. Facing the soldiers' roars, he became very angry for a moment. He slapped on his door and refused to stay in it. In his own house. However, after being beaten like this for a while, the soldier showed no sign of opening the door. It seemed that it would be impossible if he didn't show some strength and let the soldier know how powerful he was. As Mr. Gong said this, he approached the door. He didn't care whether the door was broken or not. He picked up a big stone on the ground and smashed it against the door. The door suddenly broke. Mr. Gong got in, and the moonlight reflected on the soldier's face, which looked a little pale and haggard. It seemed that he was really tired from working for Mr. Gong for so many days.
Mr. Gong didn't care so much anymore. After all, this was his own house. Who asked this soldier to live in it for no reason? At this time, he roared, grabbed the soldier, threw him outside, and closed the door again. When the soldier woke up, he found that he was lying on the ground, and Mr. Gong had closed the door. If he wanted to go in, it would be difficult.
As soon as the soldier lay down on the patio outside, for some unknown reason, it began to rain heavily that day, drenching the soldier for a while. Mr. Gong's stomach hurt sharply for no apparent reason. I cried in pain for a moment, but I didn't know what was going on. Did I really offend the gods? When Mr. Gong’s woman heard Mr. Gong crying, she knew something was wrong. Something bad must have happened. Otherwise, how could her husband be so strong?
Mr. Gong's woman entered the house in the heavy rain and found Mr. Gong lying on the ground rolling around with a very ugly face. Could it be that he had really offended the gods? At this time, it was raining heavily outside, and Mr. Gong, holding his stomach, said that he had driven the soldier out. But when the soldier saw that others were not allowed to live by him, he did not dare to force himself to live in other people's houses, so he got up from the ground. , and kept walking towards the outside. Of course, I didn't know where to go for a while.
The soldier no longer dares to live in Mr. Gong's house. Since others treat him like that, but he still wants to live in his house, isn't it a bit excessive? The heavy rain continued to fall, hitting the soldier's body, and for some reason it was really chilly. The soldier sighed long and sadly to the sky. It seemed that although the world was big, there was no place for him to stay.
The soldier came to the small river. Facing the vast river, he wanted to get over and leave the place of right and wrong. He had already stayed here for so many days and could no longer stay here. Otherwise, it would be a disgrace to his prime years, and it would frighten the people in the deserted village. Even if the people in the deserted village treated him like this, he would not hate them in his heart, not even a little bit.
A strong wind came and blew the soldier almost into the sky. When he fell from the sky, the soldier found that he was still staying by the river, without any injuries on his body. At this time, there was a small boat by the river. The small boat was lying across the bank. It seemed to be a broken boat, but of course it was not a problem to take shelter from the rain.
The soldier got in and stayed in the dilapidated boat for a while, facing the endless rain and fog. If he wanted to go to the river, he had to leave here immediately. Otherwise, if people find out, I don't know what kind of bad things will happen. I am not afraid of the people in this deserted village, but as a soldier, I will never fight against these unarmed people, otherwise, my conscience will be troubled.
Just as the soldiers were preparing to cross the river, they heard someone chasing them on the river bank. Dozens of torches were clearly extinguished in the heavy rain. The formation was really shocking. I bet these people are going to hit me again, otherwise why would I be walking in such a hurry? However, the soldier looked at his body and saw that his body was completely bruised, and there was no place for anyone to hit him.
