Young hero, please stay! !

Chapter 6 Even a young man knows what it’s like to be sad

The chief escort looked at the dead head on the ground in despair. He was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

The man looked at the trembling chief escort with a strange smile on his face: "Father-in-law, you always say that a family always wants to get together. Why is it that the reunion is about to happen, and my father-in-law is still so angry?"

"You are not a human being!" The head escort trembled with sadness, "Those are your wife and son! How could you do this! You...you..."

The chief escort was devastated. His family of five, including his wife, three daughters, and the grandson who could buy wine for him, died together. This kind of extreme suffering in the world finally broke the body of this sixty-year-old man.

The chief escort became dizzy and passed out.

The man was noncommittal. He looked at Meng You who was in a daze with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Sanyaozi, you should never do it. You will die the first time you step into the world."

Meng You looked at the man in front of him, and it was difficult to connect the surly man in front of him with the usually honest and honest blacksmith. The blacksmith who loved his wife and cared for his young son always bought some food after work. He was sitting at the door of the still hot blacksmith shop, chatting.

The man once said with a smile that Sanyaozi would really become a hero in the future, but he must come back often to let a banker like him take a good look at what a hero is like!
But what is going on now?Why did that man suddenly turn into a cold-blooded killer?

"Who are you? You're not Uncle Mu, right?" Meng You asked.

"The killer with the 'yellow' character in the net, Fei Si." The man smiled: "I am indeed Mu Tian, ​​and I have never lied to you about these things."

The man shook his neck and said helplessly: "There are only three months per year to carry out missions. The way you look at the target dying in your own hands, still wide-eyed and unable to believe it, is really the most beautiful scenery in the world. ah!"

Meng You raised his head numbly. He remembered that Uncle Mu was away from Ciqikou for three months every year. He said he went to do odd jobs at the blacksmith shop in the county to save some money for his son to marry a wife.

But his son's head was now at his feet, being kicked around as casually as a plaything.

Is this the rivers and lakes?

The man became more and more crazy. He looked at the young man holding the sword and said viciously: "You are the remnant of the trouble in Xianyang, right? You actually left your companions and fled alone. Hahaha, your life must be very painful, right?"

"Hand over the treasure! I can leave you a complete body!" The man looked at Meng You again, "And you, hand over the boxing book! I have been lurking next to the old guy for 20 years just for this boxing Damn it! This kind of martial arts is a waste of money on useless people like you! Leave it to me, maybe I can become an 'earth' level assassin, and I might even occasionally think of you!"

Meng You slowly stuffed the old boxing manual into his arms, and then stood firmly in front of the chief escort, not taking a step back!

The man was a little surprised and mocked: "Why, you, a loser who doesn't know any boxing skills, still want to keep these people?"

The flying sickle swung out from the man's hand and kept whizzing past Meng You's ears. In a few breaths, all the escorts who had been together for three days fell into a pool of blood.

But Meng You still didn't move at all. Even though there were blood marks on his face from the flying sickle, he still just stared at the man, not taking a step back!

The man was a little annoyed. He couldn't understand why such an ant dared to look at him with such hatred.He put away his smile and said gloomily: "Can a passion save your life? Can it save their lives? Don't be stupid! This is the real world! You can kill people for a boxing manual, and you can kill people for climbing When you reach a higher position, you can kill your wife and abandon your children! What chaos has become in this world! You are just an ant living in the illusory world described by the storyteller! Why do you look at me like this? How dare you look at me like this I!"

"No." Meng You said calmly.

"what?"

"I said no!" Meng You looked at the man in front of him coldly: "I'm just a good gangster who idles around all day long. It's not like you have seen the outside world. But I feel that what you said is wrong!"

"The rivers and lakes belong to the people of the rivers and lakes, and the world belongs to the people of the world! No matter what reason you have, this should not be the reason for you to lose your conscience!"

"Even if the way of heaven collapses, the way of humanity sinks, and the world is in chaos! I, Meng Siguo, will stand with my sword drawn and my horse standing in front of millions of people!"

"As long as they have never done any evil in their lives, no matter how great the reason is, they cannot take away their lives!"

"This kind of arena, this kind of world, is what I can't give up!"

The man looked at Meng You blankly, then smiled: "You are so naive."

The man vaguely saw the shadow of his own past in this young man. Everyone could speak bold words, and everyone had entered the world of his dreams with passion.

But what happened next?Haven't they all been smoothed by time and reality, making humans less human and ghosts less like ghosts?
The young man took out the long sword from his waist that he bought for three taels of silver at the man's blacksmith shop, and was ready to go!
Feijian smiled, swung his weapon, and headed straight for Meng You's face!

Since you are so naive, then I will send you to death!When you get underground, let’s take a look at the once magnificent rivers and lakes!

boom!
There was a sound of the collision of gold and iron. The young man put away the long sword in his hand and chose to sit back and watch.

The unconscious chief escort suddenly woke up and pulled Meng You back from the road to hell with one blow and one blow!

"Well said, Sanyao! This is what a martial artist like me should look like!"

The head escort, who was already determined to die, was like a flashback, waving a golden-backed machete and fighting with the man!
The golden sword flies and the flying sickle cuts through the air!Facing this blood-and-blood enemy, the boss didn't defend himself at all. He slashed with such force and force that even the man in front of him couldn't resist it!
Meng You just looked at the old figure calmly. He had a premonition that this old and strong man would leave him today.

The fight between the two had no unnecessary movements, just like an old farmer wielding an ax to chop down the towering tree in front of him one after another. There was no rules, no planning, only brute force, and he chopped down one blow after another. Get down!
Finally, the iron chain in the man's hand broke with a sound, and the golden-backed machete that had already made a gap struck the man's body from his left shoulder!

Before dying, the man fiercely inserted the flying sickle into the chest of the chief escort.

The man looked at the head escort who also died, and couldn't believe that he would die in the hands of such an old guy.

"Your knife is very good."

The head escort watched the man being killed by the knife he forged, without any trace of resentment in his eyes: "I've been representing your wife and son all these years. Thank you."

The man had a look of disbelief on his face. He slowly turned his head and looked at the head thrown on the ground. He seemed to see his mother and father standing at the door of the house, waiting for him to go home. "Am I really wrong?"

The man passed away in shock.

The old man, who had run out of oil and lamp, waved his hand, indicating that Meng You didn't need to come over.He looked at the young man who was half of his disciple with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt that today's choice seemed to be the most correct one in his life.

The old man died with a smile on his face.

Meng You didn't feel any grief at all. He just picked up the golden-backed machete of the chief escort and used it as a hoe. After a lot of effort, he buried everyone's bodies in the wilderness nearby.

The chief escort's grave was the largest because he buried all his family members together.

We are one family in life, and we are one family in death.

Only if Meng You left Uncle Mu's body untouched, maybe it would be eaten by hungry wolves, could he atone for his sins.

Meng You took out the dagger from his waist and carved the words 'Tomb of mentor Zheng Quan's family' on a piece of wood.

After completing all this, Meng You smiled with relief.

The young man took the initiative to chat for the first time: "You can still laugh?"

"Why can't you laugh? Isn't it a joyful thing for a family to be reunited?"

"That's right." The young man nodded indifferently: "Don't you blame me for not helping you?"

Meng You shook his head, looked at the tombstone and said, "Whether you take action or not is your own business, and I can't control it. If you are not strong enough, wouldn't it mean that you died in vain? It's the same thing."

"I thought that if you encountered something like this on your first day in the world, you would run back in despair."

"Tch, who do you think I am! I am Meng Siguo! I will definitely become a great hero in the future!"

The young man looked at this optimistic guy and realized that this person was indeed different from others.

As if nothing had happened, Meng You looked at the five carriages behind him with some embarrassment. Now that everyone was dead, the two of them couldn't take all the carriages away. It was a pity to leave them here.

"Hey, little brother, just the two of us can ride in a carriage. I'm not that particular."

"Two people?" The young man was a little confused: "You already know my identity, and you still want to go on the road with me?"

"Anyway, I want to make my way in the world. I need more people and more companions." Meng You said with a smile: "If you are chased by such a bastard, then you must be a good person. I, Meng Siguo, still look at people the same way. Pretty accurate.”

"You don't care that these people died because of me? I asked them to take me away with them."

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. If your father dies or your mother gets married, let's take care of ourselves."

Meng You hurriedly got on the carriage and found his baggage. All the ten taels of silver he owned were in it. If he lost it, he would really go home in despair.

"Hey, little brother, since we are going to travel together, don't you have to contribute some money?"

"I have no money." The young man said coldly, "I gave all my money to the escort agency."

"No money? If you don't have money, why don't you prepare to drink the northwest wind!" Meng You hugged the package in his arms tightly, "As promised in advance, don't expect me to care about your food and drink!"

The young man ignored him and walked away alone: ​​"Don't follow me, I don't want anyone to die because of me."

Meng You sat on the carriage, looked at the young man's back, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, we all meet by chance, and we can be considered friends in need. Don't worry, if someone kills you, I will definitely run far away. I'm not stupid. I only have one life. You really think that I am a hero who sacrifices himself for others. "

The boy's steps paused for a moment.

"Well, it really doesn't work. When we eat chicken, you eat the chicken legs and I eat the chicken butt?"

The young man turned his head and looked at Meng You, who had a sincere expression on his face, and walked quickly towards the carriage.

"Two chicken legs."

"make a deal!"

In the night, accompanied by strong winds, a carriage slowly moved toward the east.

In the carriage, the young man fell into a deep sleep, while Meng You sat alone in the front of the carriage, lost in thought.

Now that the chief escort has taken over this escort, I have to go on for him.

Everyone is dead, so we can't let the reputation of the Gale Escort Bureau be buried in the dust with them, right?

(End of this chapter)