Liuhu Village is a small village in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. They live by the lake, fishing and farming for a living. There is also a high mountain not far away. Life in the village is pretty good. It was almost autumn, and two families came to the village. They all said that they escaped from the famine in the past. The family was two brothers, and the other one had only one person. They missed their homesickness. There was a flood more than 20 years ago. I don’t know how many people escaped. The village chief knocked on the smoke gun for a long time and barely remembered that it seemed that he had this surname. However, the land was gone. The village chief had already divided the land of those who had escaped from the famine for more than a few years.

Both brothers were miserable. One was burned by fire, his right hand was folded, and he was hanging a bandage. The other was a sick man. He had not left his house for several months. He could not stop the decoction every day, and the villagers had never met him for a few times. In addition, there was no land, so he always suspected that the two brothers could not survive in the village. Unexpectedly, the brother was a capable person and could not use his right hand, so he started practicing his left hand. Without land, he went up the mountain to hunt, and earned more money than ordinary farmers.

Chen Sang is that brother. It is winter now, and there are few living creatures in the mountains, so hunting is difficult. Sometimes, at a day, he can only catch two hares and stew them to nourish the body. He is not alone in hunting, and he is also following the secret guard who sent people to follow them.

The secret guard was called Wang Erqi, but in fact he was the pseudonym of Twenty-seven. He was young among the secret guards, and he was bored and had no contribution to watching people's work. No one was willing to do it, so he finally pushed him out. Twenty-seven had no choice, and his ambitions were empty. He was still energetic for only two months. Thinking that he could not let Jing Yan down and the trust of his brothers, he stared at them on the eaves every day. Unfortunately, he was still recuperating at that time. He slept for eight hours a day, and the remaining four hours were with Chen Sangna, and he had never left the door.

Later, the weather became cold and it rained a winter rain, and the eaves were frozen. He shivered in the cold wind, and his soles slipped accidentally, almost falling from the top, making a lot of noise.

There was a burst of laughter, both mocking and interesting.

Twenty-seven was very unhappy. He felt like he was a trick, and he didn't know how long he had been discovered.

He was only sixteen years old and was most impulsive and lively. He wanted to rush down and argue with the thief, but he still wanted to hold back his identity. He smiled at Chen Sang with a satisfying smile: "Didn't you say that he is still young, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is enough to be your child, and he still jokes about others like this."

Twenty-seven's face turned red. He really had to roll up his sleeves and argue with the two people below!

The man continued, "There are some hot noodles in the pot. The weather is so cold. You can serve some for him. You're still a child."

Twenty-seven thought, I am not a child, absolutely not!

Then, he was attracted by the hot noodles and squatted in the corner of the house to eat noodles.

Chen Sang looked at him after eating the noodles and smiled with a very good temper, but his face was covered with scars. He couldn't tell whether he was kind or not, but he was a little cowardly instinctively.

He was a little chicken who hadn't killed anyone much, and Chen Sangshi had crawled out of the dead many times.

Question twenty-seven: "What are you doing!"

Chen Sang said: "Little brother, let's discuss how to raise it?"

Twenty-seven refused directly, not being tempted by the thief, "Don't play any tricks, I would rather die than surrender!"

Chen Sang was helpless, "What's wrong with the children nowadays? What do you care about? I just want to say, can you stop squatting on our house during the two hours of Xu and Hai every day?"

Twenty-seven Although he ate the noodles from Renren, he was still very cruel and ruthless. He immediately refused with a selfless face. Then he asked a little embarrassedly: "Why?"

Chen Sang reasoned with him, "I felt that I was in poor health some time ago, but now I am almost fine. It's time for some couples to live together. It's not appropriate for you to stay there."

Twenty-seven asked: "What's wrong with it? Isn't it just sleeping? Haven't you been sleeping before?"

Chen Sang sighed, "I'm not afraid of you having needle holes, but I'm afraid of being unhappy."

He was twenty-seven years old, but there were always older people around him. He also understood something about adult jokes. After hearing this, his face turned red and left a sentence, "The thief is shameless!"

Chen Sang couldn't help laughing as he watched the child run away with his light skills. He pushed open the door and saw Xiuxin leaning against the bed to fiddle with the lights. He raised his head and smiled all over his eyes, "Are you teasing the child?"

Chen Sang stood there for a while, rubbed his hands and face and then walked inside, "The child is quite interesting. It was not raised in the palace, but the way our Chen family raised people at that time."

In fact, the Chen family has always had the practice of cultivating secret guards, which is used as vanguards, not the method of intoxicating human nature in the palace. It can also be said to be secret guards, or private soldiers. They not only teach martial arts, but also learn etiquette, righteousness, integrity, and even national justice. Therefore, they have the twenty-seven-natured personality.

However, such a personality and ability of Twenty-seven could not be able to see Chen Sang. Chen Sang knew that Baishan Town where Liuhu Village was located was surrounded, and everyone who came in had to check the details of the details. As for sending Twenty-seven, it was mainly to send a message and the use of sending some things. I was in a bad health. Twenty-seven had to go out every month to bring all the medicines and supplements sent by Qiao Yu. However, these were all for satisfying use. It was impossible to give it to household use, and it was still possible to make money by hunting.

Chen Sang sat next to Shuxin. He didn't use his right hand to change it, so he used his left hand to embrace Shuxin in his arms. His tone was a bit complicated, "I thought Jing Yan would not follow the Chen family's method in the past."

At that time, Chen Sang didn't think about living, so he started to do it very ruthlessly and broke his right hand. Now it's not easy to connect. He knew that Qiao Yu was there, and as long as the news could be passed, he would not die. Even if he died, he would die without regrets.

It's completely different from the last time.

He didn't expect that he would survive, and he survived with satisfaction.

The arrow almost killed Xingxin. The heart meridians stopped several times, and Chen Sang knelt beside him. The imperial physician shook his head and said no, so he probably only had the strength to say the last sentence, so he let Chen Sang say something and let him walk peacefully.

Chen Sang held a satisfying hand. In his memory, he only shed tears twice in his life. Once he climbed out of the bottom of the cliff in southern Xinjiang and learned that the Chen family was destroyed, and the other time he was now.

He gritted his teeth, but whispered softly: "Xingxin, I have killed countless people in my life. After I die, I will go to the eighteenth level of hell. There is no next life. We, we only have this life."

Shuixin looked at him in a daze, as if he understood, he was very anxious, but opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Chen Sang smiled and kissed his lips. It was cold and cold, not much different from a dead person. "But don't worry too much. If I commit another birth in the next life, it doesn't matter if I am not a human being, and it doesn't matter if I will find you, right?"

In fact, he was not energetic and couldn't even say clearly. Chen Sang wanted to motivate and survive, but was afraid that he would not be at ease before leaving. The things he said were contradictory and could not understand them.

The next life is just a talk.

When a person dies, he will be gone.

With a last breath of satisfaction, he could not seek the next life, but only wished in this life.
Chapter completed!