Wang Hua, who was already seriously injured and dying, was stabbed in the heart and fell to the ground as a dead body.
"Disciple..."
Lao Liu cried loudly, his eyes full of muddy tears, holding Wang Hua's body, heartbroken.
But there is no one who sells regret medicine in the world. He is unworthy of being a disciple and unworthy of being a teacher.
Lao Liu Ai was desperate and wanted to commit suicide as an apology, but he was kind to others, so how could he do it to himself?
After three more days, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it anymore.
I had no choice but to cry and take the last pill.
The masters who were guarding the ground at that time also retreated.
They have been guarding the vast desert for more than half a month, and they still have to kill other bandits. How can they stay here forever.
Old Liu took out the Mad Nightmare Pill sealed with beeswax in his arms, filled with hatred.
If it were not for refining this elixir, he would not have killed more than 300 innocent people, let alone kill his beloved disciple with his own hands.
He left the Mad Nightmare Pill beside Wang Hua and crawled out of the sand city. His mind was filled with images of his apprentice and warm scenes with Wang Hua in the past.
Like a zombie, he found Jiyao Yamen and became a member of the skin-picking department in a daze.
He wanted to see the place where his apprentice lived before, to know what Wang Hua encountered in the Piping Division, and to experience it himself, to atone for his sins here, and to recall the first time the two met.
"If life is just like the first time we met, our hearts will change easily."
Ma Liu sighed:
"The apprentice hasn't changed, it's you, Old Liu, who has."
After getting along with each other for the past few years, in the entire Piping Department, the person who cherishes his life the most is definitely Lao Liu.
It is not an exaggeration to say that one is greedy for life and afraid of death.
He would shut himself up about even the smallest of things, for fear of being implicated.
But he was still angry. He should have committed suicide in the underground sand city and lay down beside his apprentice to die together.
It was precisely because he was clinging to life and reluctant to die that he suffered so much in his heart, and he had no shame in telling anyone about his apprentice.
People always like to brag about their strengths and glorious deeds, but they can only bury their negative feelings deep in their hearts and digest them themselves.
"It's true that I have changed." Old Liu's voice became weaker and weaker: "The older a person gets, the more things he gets, and the more afraid he is of death."
Ma Liu said for the other party:
"The later story should be that Wang Hua's child, the little wolf demon who was lucky to survive, found the underground sand city, saw his father's body, and concluded that you, the survivor, was the murderer of his father, so he took With the Mad Nightmare Pill, I will come to the capital to seek revenge from you."
"As a result, you didn't show up in the skin-picking department, so the wolf demon had to deliberately hunt down a wolf demon for you to kill."
"As for you, Old Liu, when you saw the corpse of the wolf demon and smelled the scent of the Mad Nightmare Pill, all the past events came to your mind. How could you not have known that your apprentice's child was coming to seek revenge? Your mentality suddenly collapsed, so that the corpse turned into a wolf. When the monster bites you, you just struggle and don't fight back, and the guilt inside makes you unable to fight back."
There were tears in the corners of Lao Liu's eyes, and the light in his pupils was blurring. He tremblingly pointed at his own house and said:
"I, I, there is a baggage in the bedroom, help me get it..."
Ma Liu quickly took the bundle and opened it in front of Old Liu.
A medical book, a folding fan inlaid with gold, a dragon-shaped jade pendant, an emerald finger ring, a palm-sized dagger, etc.
"This medical book, you..."
Lao Liu raised his hand to indicate that this book is for you.
Ma Liu was stunned, looking at the medical book at a loss.
"Here, I record all my experiences in practicing medicine, saving people, and studying poisons. I originally wanted to leave it to Wang Goudan, but this kid has no appetite for me, so I'll give it to you."
Old Liu pointed to other things in the bag and said:
"These... are the tokens given by the princes, nobles and martial arts masters that I saved. They are the favors they owe me. Please help me... give them to Wang Lang."
"Wang Lang?" Ma Liu asked, "The child of your apprentice Wang Hua?"
Old Liu nodded and used his last strength to say his last words:
"After I died, I was neither carried nor sung. I was wrapped in a straw mat and buried outside the city."
"good."
Ma Liu nodded, watching Old Liu still full of remorse until his death, he loosened his wrist and passed away.
…
The sky is bright.
Lei Peng pushed open the door of the Piping Department, and a group of black-armored warriors filed in behind him, pushing the corpses of monsters.
There were not many demons that committed crimes yesterday, only seven or eight. Seeing that Old Liu died, Lei Peng sighed and said:
"Ma Liu, go and help Lao Liu take care of his funeral affairs. You will be back on duty tomorrow."
After a pause, he ordered again:
"Lao Zhou, you and Ma Liu go together."
We have already broken Lao Liu, but we can't let Sun Long break Ma Liu again.
Finding a satisfactory and capable subordinate these days is more difficult than finding a wife.
Mr. Zhou nodded, borrowed a cart, carried Lao Liu's body up, and pushed it out of the skin-picking department with Ma Liu.
First, go to the corpse shop at the market entrance, sew up the wounds on Old Liu's body, then wrap him in a straw mat, push him out of the city and dig a hole under the mass grave. Then Old Liu is done for the rest of his life.
"Go back."
After burning incense and pouring wine to pay homage, the two pushed the cart back to the city.
Not long after, a young man with wolf-like eyes appeared under the mass grave.
The mountain is guarded by strong men from the Demon Collection Team.
He could tell at a glance that this guy was inhuman, but he didn't take action.
Without him, there are too many demons in the world, and the demon collection team cannot catch them all. As long as the demons abide by the order and do not kill people, they are too lazy to do anything.
The young man stood in front of the grave for a moment. There was no joy in avenging his father on his face, but only calmness.
In life, there are many things that you have no choice about. His father was killed, and he must take revenge, otherwise he will not be a son of man.
"King Wolf?"
The sudden sound coming from behind made the young man freeze up. He instinctively used his body skills to change his body and position, scurrying towards the distance like a black snake.
then……
He braked with a lunge as he reached the line, shoveling dust on the ground and almost hitting Mr. Zhou.
Ma Liu caught up from behind with a smile and joked:
"You run, keep running. Do you need me to call the people from the demon collection team on the mountain to cheer you up?"
"What do you want?"
Wang Lang felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, and he didn't think that if he killed the pickpockets, the two pickpockets would let him go easily.
"We don't want to do anything."
Ma Liu threw the baggage over and said:
"This is something your master left for you. It contains many tokens of favor, which is enough for you to gain a foothold in the capital and prosper."
Wang Lang refused coldly:
"I want everyone's things in this world, but I don't want his things."
"Ambitious."
Ma Liu praised and said:
"But I am entrusted by your master. You have to take this thing whether you want it or not. As for whether you throw the baggage into your hands or use it, that is your business. I only need to fulfill his last words. ."
Mr. Zhou understood it, his eyes flashed, and he locked onto King Wolf. As long as the opponent made any change, he would withstand a thunderous blow.
In an instant, the King Wolf Statue was immobilized.
Ma Liu stepped forward, picked up the bundle, hung it around the child's neck, patted his shoulder and said:
"My child, there is no harm in suffering more losses. You are shaking your trouser legs while running, spreading poisonous powder in the wind, trying to knock me down. You are still too young."
