Qu Yong is like a mad cow. He has no regard for his own safety. He wants to use his chest and flesh to resist the man who looks like Tianyi. Then he hits the "double peaks in the ear" with his own hands, pinches the cannon hammer and hits the man directly.

Temples on both sides.

The man was very sure. His blow would definitely dig out Qu Yong's heart. But his hand would inevitably get stuck between his ribs. If he wanted to pull away, he would have to wait at least a second or so. This second was enough to let him go.

He was also hit in the temple and his head was bruised.

"He wants to go all out? That's a good idea."

Naturally, the man refused to die. He grabbed the ground with five fingers under his feet. It was also a Qilin step. He took a step back without any chance, and then he came forward again with a smooth Bengquan. His Bengquan was like an arrow, and his thrust was like burning fire.

Beating. Unparalleled straightness. Carrying a powerful punching style.

No matter how fierce the punch was, Qu Yong couldn't see it. He didn't dodge or evade the punch. He still took a step forward. His two peaks penetrated his ears. He was just here to fight.

"You, how can you fight like this in the world?" The man took another step back.

One person is trying his best to defeat ten thousand others. That person is also a master. From the two moves, it seems that at least they are using energy. However, both moves were forced back by Qu Yong, who had hidden strength. This must be said to be a strange news.

Life is something to fight for. If a person doesn't even give up his life, then the gap in realm will be made up.

In this way, after seven moves in a row, Qu Yong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, saying: "If you were my master, my first move would be double peaks piercing the ears. You only need to draw a circle with one hand and draw a circle with the other hand."

If you continue to dig out my heart, you can take my life. Unfortunately, you still can’t draw a circle. You want to kill me, but you are reluctant to take your own life. Who are you?!"

"Who do you think I am? Of course I am Taoist Priest Tian!" The man said, "Can't you see my face?"

Qu Yong could see clearly that there was really no flaw in his face. He thought secretly: "The master's body has disappeared, and such a mysterious person has appeared again. It seems that things are not that simple. I'd better find a way to escape first and leave him alone."

If you have green mountains, you won’t have to worry about having no firewood.”

When he thought this, he already had the intention to retreat. He shrank down and "rolled", touched his right calf with his right hand, pulled out a pistol, and fired. This gun was from where Sakurai Natsuki was imprisoned.

The gun found on the guard's body was something he had been carrying for self-defense, and he had just wanted to use this gun against Hideki Watanabe.

"Bang!"

Qu Yong had never fired a gun before, and this shot was fired at random. Of course, it was impossible to hit, but it also shocked the man, "This guy is so cruel!"

When the man was startled, Qu Yong turned around and ran away. He formed a dragon shape and now used all his strength. He was like a huge lobster jumping far away. The man who looked like Tianyi had a gloomy face and murmured:

"This child may be a big hidden danger."

Qu Yong ran all the way, not knowing where he was going.

He came to Japan originally because he was dragged here by Tianyi Laodao. Now the latter is dead and his body has been lost. He wants to take revenge but can't find anyone. Now there is such a strange and very similar person.

"What on earth is going on? Am I dazzled? Where should I go now?"

He ran as hard as he could, going wherever there was no road, and gradually became more and more remote. In the end, he was completely lost. There were barren trees everywhere. It seemed that he had lost his way. Compared to China, Japan

It's really small, but it's still too big for one person.

It soon became dark. It was still very cold in the suburbs of Tokyo at this time. Qu Yong didn't wear much, but he didn't know the cold. When he finally ran to exhaustion, he fell to the ground casually. Fortunately,

There is still some dry grass on the ground.

The sky is full of stars, and the stars have long been invisible in today's big cities. But in this suburban wilderness far away from people, you can see the stars as soon as you lie down.

Stars. Stars are shining all over the sky.

He stared at the stars in the sky with wide eyes. The stars were blinking. He seemed to have countless things to say, but he couldn't say even a single sentence.

He just lay there like that and didn't even want to get up. It seemed that the grassland was quite good. Anyway, the sky was the quilt and the earth was the bed. It was quite comfortable to lie down.

Just like that, he lay there until midnight. The more he lay down, the more awake he became. He didn't feel sleepy at all. The night became more depressing. Qu Yong was in a trance. Suddenly he heard a burst of ghost crying. The cry was pitiful and pitiful. It seemed like a ghost.

The abandoned resentful woman had a long nasal voice and cried babblingly.

After Qu Yong listened for a while, he discovered that the crying was actually rhythmic. It didn't look like random crying, but how could such a sound come from this wilderness.

"Who is it?"

He listened intently for a moment. Another quarter of an hour passed before he heard a shrill, thin female voice singing leisurely:

"Tonight, what evening is coming? The boat is in the middle of the river.

What day will it be that I shall be in the same boat with the prince?

When you are humiliated and treated well, you are not ashamed.

My heart is stubborn and unstoppable, I learned about the prince.

There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it.”

This is "Song of the Yue People", which tells the story of a floating boat, a girl who is pregnant with spring, a joyful song, and a sincere feeling.

A feeling like long, slender but clear mountain water, leaping and surging but silent.

Qu Yong felt sad when he heard it. He was already filled with sorrow, but now he felt like crying when he was moved by this music.

"A man won't shed tears easily!" A man gradually came from a distance. His face was painted with oil paint. He looked like a young boy, wearing a big green coat and a long emerald green crown on his head.

It was extremely funny, but his tone changed accordingly and became righteous, like the King of Chu on the stage, sonorous and powerful, saying in Chinese: "A good iron-blooded man, he bleeds but does not shed tears!"

"Are you Chinese?" Qu Yong jumped up, stared at the actor, and said. Please come here for the fastest updates.

"The slave family was originally a member of the Song Dynasty. He was taken prisoner to the Jin Dynasty to serve others. He was married to Cheng Lang, who was not in the same quilt, so he was advised to run away and pursue a better future." This song he sang is also the "Hate of Life and Death" in the Peking Opera, with one verse and three sighs,

Just so sad that I shed tears.

"Why can't this person speak well?" Qu Yong thought to himself, but said, "I don't understand phonology. Can you speak well?"

"So... so boring." The actor yawned, stretched his waist gracefully, and said: "Since you don't understand anything, why bother talking to you? You are so powerful that you are overwhelming, and the times are not good.

, I will never die... but I will leave..." At the end of his sentence, he sang another line, and after singing, he turned around and left.

"Hey..." Qu Yong didn't expect that this person would leave after finishing singing, and he was a little disappointed. It was so rare to meet a living Chinese person, but who knew, he would be gone in the blink of an eye.

After a while, about half an hour later, there was another cry. This time, the cry was not miserable, but painful. The cry was dry. As it got closer, a big-headed man came over.

Rudou, a thin and short old man, was wearing a shabby Hanfu. His beard was as white as snow and grew to his feet. It was almost tangled when it dragged on the ground.

He walked to a crooked-neck tree crying, then raised his head slightly tremblingly and looked at it for a while, then shook his head, crying all over his face, then bent over and hunched over to bring a piece of bluestone and put it under his feet.

, and then stepped on it for two steps. It felt pretty good, so I fumbled and took out a long rope from my arms, hung it on the branch with the crooked neck, made a round buckle, and stretched my neck in.

"What are you going to do?!"

At first, Qu Yong took a second look, but he didn't know that the old man was actually going to hang himself. He finally couldn't help but jumped over in the shape of a dragon, grabbed the rope, and said loudly: "Life is precious, why should the old man...

."

"How precious is life?" When the old man saw Qu Yong grabbing his rope, he immediately acted like a wild cat that had been stepped on, and said angrily: "You actually want to snatch my rope. I'm not dead yet, so you can

Come here to rob something, isn’t this too much of a deception!”

Qu Yong said, "I didn't rob you. I saw you were going to hang yourself, so I wanted to save you."

The old man said anxiously: "Then why don't you let go of my rope! Do you know that this rope costs me two yuan!"

"Ah..." Qu Yong didn't expect that what the other party cared about was actually his rope. This man was about to hang himself, but if someone else touched his things, it would kill him. He was so stingy.

Rarely seen in the world, he quickly let go of his hand and said awkwardly: "Old man, since you cherish a rope so much, why don't you cherish your own life?"

When the old man saw Qu Yong let go, he was no longer so angry and sneered: "Little guy, do you know why I don't want to live anymore?"

Qu Yong said: "I don't know."

"Just tonight, I wanted to eat roast duck, so I went to Mrs. Wang's roast duck restaurant. I stood at the door and inhaled hard, absorbing the aroma and imprinting the roast duck deeply in my mind. It was really

What a pleasure!" The old man said clearly in the first half of his words.

His heart suddenly became sad again in the second half of the sentence, and he said: "However, I have something to do and I have to rush to that city. But halfway, I fell and when I got up, I lost the fragrance in my head.

Forgot, you said, what am I still alive for?"

"ah?!"

"Originally, the aroma of this roast duck was enough for me to eat for three days, but after this fall, I forgot all about it. I'm not alive anymore. What's the point of still being alive!"

He burst into tears as he spoke, only he didn't cry to the heavens and the earth.

"Is he a madman?" Qu Yong has never seen a stingier person than this one. I am afraid that in the whole world, for five thousand years, there will never be a stingier person like this. There is such a weirdo in the world.

"Well, in that case, you really deserve to die! Hang yourself!"

Qu Yong suddenly stood aside and did not dissuade him.

When the old man saw Qu Yong walking away, he asked strangely: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Qu Yong was still able to smile and said, "I'm waiting for you to die."

"Wait for me to die?" The old man scratched his head and said, "You want to wait for me to die?"

Qu Yong said: "Yes, if you die, I can take off your clothes and take away your money..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man's face turned frighteningly pale. Suddenly he didn't want to die at all. After he took off the rope and put it away, he cursed: "You are shameless. You want things from dead people. I won't die anymore."

See how you still take my things?"
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