Faraway Wanderers (Word of Honor)(6)
Author: Priest

 

Although he is fine now, he can sleep until the next day when he touches thatched head, but it still has to be disturbed by no one. In the middle of the night, a sound of footsteps and vocals not far away still made him noisy. Woke up.

 

Three people appeared at the gate of the deserted temple, and a **** smell came to his face. Zhou Zishu opened his eyes and frowned.

 

The wounded man wore a bucket bucket, I do n’t know if he was conscious. The whole man was framed by a fourteen-five-and-a-half-year-old boy. The young man seemed to have some kung fu, but he was too weak to breathe like sick cow Holding the injured person, an elderly woman dressed next to him, holding a cloth bag in her arms, jogged all the way.

 

The moment the boy entered the temple door, he looked like a frightened beast, sweeping his eyes carefully. Zhou Zishu was lying in the shadow of the Buddha statue, his breath was very light, and the boy did not pay attention to him at first, low He said to the man with the fight: "Uncle Li, let's hide here for a while, I see your injury ..."

 

Before he finished speaking, the half-life person broke free from the teenager, encouraged to stand upright, and clenched his fists in the direction of Zhou Zishu with both hands: "Cough ... this friend ..."

 

When he raised his head, his voice suddenly stopped, and Zhou Zishu also saw clearly. This man was the old fisherman who had ferryed him. There was a knife wound on the back of his chest. The whole person was **** gourd, and he sat up straight. :"It's you?"

 

The old fisherman smiled bitterly: "His mother, you want Hanako ..."

 

The voice didn't fall, and the whole person flew forward. The teenager was busy reaching out to help, but he was exhausted, and he was brought to the ground by his together. The voice brought a crying voice: "Uncle Li ..."

 

The old fisherman twitched a whole body, Zhou Zi could not help but leaned up, and saw his blood flowing out with a strange purple, even his lips were iron blue, and frowned.

 

The old fisherman smiled reluctantly and whispered: "You **** still a man, why are there so many pee? Lao Tzu ... I haven't died yet ..."

 

The woman on the side also said in tears: "Uncle Li, if you have a three-pronged or two-pronged one, who can we expect from our young master?"

 

The old fisher stared at her, took a hard breath, and said tremblingly to the young man, "I'm ... unpromising ... I just received my father's favor and paid my life. Something else ... "He coughed, and before he coughed, his body twitched once," boy, you remember ... "

 

Before I remember anything, there was a rush of footsteps at the door of the temple again. A man in black strode in. The black man had never been masked, and had a scar on his face. I saw these three people at the end of the road, the cat. He wandered like a mouse: "Wow, you run far."

 

The boy gritted his teeth and drew a sword from his waist, and rushed like a man in black: "I killed you!"

 

It's amazing. It's a three-legged cat. It looks very aura with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the person is clumsy. He didn't make a move, and he was taken lightly by the weapon. On his lower abdomen, the cat flew him as far as a cat.

 

The teenager then got up and yelled ashamed, but without fear, he rushed up bare-handed.

 

Lao Yu was anxious, and seemed to want to get up, but was too hurt, moved a bit, and fell heavily to the ground.

 

The man in black sneered: "Is the little rabbit grandpa still biting?" He flashed sideways, bent his claws, grabbed the young man's heart, and his hand badge was not like flesh and blood in the moonlight, faint. The blue cold light hurts the killer.

 

Zhou Zishu didn't want to worry about his business. He wanted to have a fate with the old fisherman after all. The teenager was young and he didn't want to see him die at this age. He already had a small stone in his hand and his palm. I flipped it before it popped out, and suddenly a whistle whistleed, and the man in black turned his eyes flatly, and turned over flatly, and the young man emptied.

 

Where the man in black was standing, a one-inch long lotus-shaped hidden device was nailed.

 

Just listening to a young girl Jiao Didi said, "Good guy, even in the middle of the night, there is such a shameless person who bullies the old woman and the weak in the wilderness."

 

As soon as Zhou Zishu moved, the sound was familiar—the little pebble that had not been shot back was taken back, and he lay back slowly, watching the change.

 

The man in black twitched his face and his eyes jumped abruptly—Zhou Zishu felt that the scar on his face was scarred, his face was a bit stiff, like a stroke, and a bit ridiculous in the fierce, only listening to his anger "Where did the little **** come from?"

 

The young girl smiled. Zhou Zishu fixed his eyes and saw a purple figure flashing at the door. It was the little girl who threatened to poison him today. She felt that she had this adventure today. In this deserted temple His grievances and hatreds were as small as half of them.

 

I don't know where the master of this girl in purple clothes went, she tilted her head, leaned against the door innocently, her fingertips wrapped around her argument, and gently scratched her face with her index finger, laughing: "Old Bitch, you are not ashamed, you bully others, old people and children, and you are going to die. "

 

The old fisherman didn't know he was suffocated. He scolded people vividly during the day. This would hear people say that he was "dead", and actually fell to the ground as if he was dying.

 

 

 

 

 

Faraway Wanderers Chapter 4: righteous

 

 

The man in black and the girl in purple quickly fought in one place, and the spectators of Zhou Zishu looked at it clearly. The two men's kung fu paths were not the same, but the degree of fidelity and lack of morality was comparable, unlike those in the so-called famous gate decent.

 

After fourteen or five moves, the man in black suddenly swayed back with the palm of the girl, and then kicked her into the acupoint. The girl sideways avoided it, gave a flick, and raised it with her palm. It was clear that he wanted to abolish his knee bone on the spot. Unexpectedly, something suddenly rang in the pants of the man in black, and a mechanical spring popped up on his calf, and a broken arrow came out and straightly took the girl's jaw.

 

The girl's martial arts is good. It seems that she is better than the man in black, but he didn't expect that he still had such a cheap one, startled, and then wanted to hide, it was too late, Zhou Zishu held the palm of his hand. Shizi finally shot and was bounced on the tip of the arrow, and the tip of the arrow was rubbing her horns with danger.

 

After experiencing such a risk, the young girl was not afraid of ordinary people, but she became angry and angry, without hesitation for a moment. She turned her hands into claws, grabbed the leg bones of the man in black, and folded it. The man in black screamed, but she broke her leg bones. She didn't stop. The little hand like a green onion came out, and she brought blue light in the palm, and shot it on the chest of the man in black. He flew out, slumped on a broken leg, his face quickly turned purple-gray, and pointed at the girl with a cracked eye: "You are purple ... purple ..."