There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

The river is rolling and flowing endlessly.

After noon, the sky has changed its appearance, from the warm and prosperous sunlight at noon to the misty afternoon sunlight.

Now the twilight has gradually faded away, and the scorching light of the dawn has gradually faded, melted, feathered, and disappeared completely. And then came another bleak and desolate atmosphere of dusk.

At dusk, the river waves are filled with floating light and gold, and the river water is rustling.

But it was drowned out by a deep and thick snore coming from the shore.

The grass on the shore is luxuriant, the deep forest is dark green with gray, and the red sunset seems to be passing through the treetops of the forest. The forest appeared dark against the sunset.

He grabbed the tiger blade with his big hand and walked up the river towards the mountains.

A voice struggling to suppress anger rang out from the darkness.

It's dim, it's foggy, heavy, heavy fog.

"snort!"

In the dream, he graduated from college, found a job, married a wife and had children, supported his parents, and had a happy and harmonious family.

As he spoke, he was about to put away the gold bars on the table.

He stared blankly at the scenery in front of him.

Just as he stretched out his hand, a silver light suddenly appeared in the room.

"My character is still not strong enough!"

Duan Ying took a big sip of wine and said.

Lu Hu's expression returned to indifference, he stood up and moved around.

I felt that although my whole body was soft and sore, I felt much lighter and my physical strength had returned to about 80%.

An emotion has been suppressed for a long time, and when it comes out again, it will be overwhelming.

But Lu Hu was still asleep and knew nothing about it.

On a rocky beach, Lu Hu lay sleeping here. His snoring was like thunder, shaking the mountain forest. He slept very sweetly. Next to him, the tiger blade was sheathed on the ground, and there were a lot of fish bones piled up.

After saying that, Lu Hu stomped the ground violently, and the tiger blade inserted beside him flew straight up. Under Lu Hu's precise control of his strength, the height was on his right side.

Occasionally, weak sunlight struggled to penetrate through the tree canopy, casting little spots of light on the ground.

"Mr. Duan, if the person is not killed, do I have to take the subsequent gold bars by force?"

The biggest disadvantage of sleeping during the day is that once you wake up, you have to face the endless melancholy that this waning dusk brings.

Lu Hu was no exception, especially when he had a dream that was as real as an illusion, which brought out his longing for his parents in his previous life and his feelings of homesickness.

He also used this to forcefully hold back his tears.

The person who had just come downstairs heard the laughter behind him, his eyes were cold, and he froze when he got in the car.

Many fallen leaves were blown by the strong wind and blew towards Lu Hu's body, but just when they touched Lu Hu's skin, he let out a loud snoring that caused his body to tremble, and the fallen leaves immediately turned into powder and dispersed.

The cold moon hangs high, and the Anyang Mansion in the night is no longer as bustling and lively as it used to be. Pedestrians on the streets are deserted, and large areas of doors are closed. It is miserable. The white silk in the city is glowing with the cold moonlight, and the whole city is immersed in it. In a cold light.

"Thank you for reminding me. Duan has his own concerns, doesn't he want to leave? Please do it!"

When he woke up from a deep sleep, there was still a trace of confusion in his eyes. Although he didn't sleep for a long time, he had a very long dream.

"Not killed?"

In a high-rise building, Duan Ying's naked upper body was wrapped with thick bandages, sitting crookedly on the Grand Master's chair, holding a wine jar and drinking heavily. A silver gun covered with knife marks was leaning on the edge of the table, and the curtains were flying in the cold wind.

Suddenly his dream was shattered and he woke up, causing him to not know where he was for a moment.

"There is a world outside the sky, and there is someone outside the world. Not to mention that I didn't kill him, I almost didn't come back alive!"

"You are asking me to do something, don't you know my rules? If I take action, whether it succeeds or not, I won't be able to get the gold back!"

Time keeps passing by like the river, and the afterglow of the sunset in the sky changes colors, bright red, water red, rose red, and disappears at the end of the river in an instant; monopolized by the leaden gray dusk, the sky is vast and quiet.

"In that case, let's say goodbye and let Mr. Duan recover from his injuries!"

The sun gradually faded, and the wind gradually began to rise on the river. For a while, the river wind was strong, making the canopies of the deep forest rustle and the fallen leaves flying.

Then suddenly there was a burst of laughter, which echoed in the house and spread to the street outside.

The man quickly stopped his hand and saw the silver gun hitting the front of the gold bar heavily, and Duan Ying, who was sitting crookedly in front of him just now, appeared next to him.

"Hahaha!" The man laughed angrily, "If Mr. Duan takes it forcefully, I have no choice but to remind Mr. Duan that the state leader has returned to the city early in the morning, so this gold is very hot to handle."

"Is there any reason to recycle the gold you took out?"

After the man opposite took a look at the bandages on Duan Ying's body and the pale face on his face, he stood up suddenly, and the chair made a rapid scraping sound on the floor.

"My emotions were overflowing and out of control due to the impact of the ghost pill, and I became emotional!" He murmured.

The heart is like a horse riding on the plains, it is easy to let go but hard to take back.

This man gave Duan Ying a hard look and walked away.

After being dazed for a long time, he finally came to his senses. He propped himself up with his hands and sat up from the ground. When he raised his eyes, he saw the great river in front of him going east and the setting sun shining in the evening.

Duan Ying saw the man's back disappearing from the door, with a smile on his face. Then, without looking at the gold, he drew his silver gun, returned to the Grand Master's chair, and continued drinking.

"Huh~bang!"

The unsettled mind is not only a violent and murderous emotion, but other emotions will also be rampant.

Lu Hu's mind was greatly consumed by the successive battles. After he was finally safe and had a good meal, a huge sleepiness swept up from the back of his head. He could no longer resist, so he simply lay down by the river to sleep. .

But as long as you are a human being, no matter how strong and fierce you are in daily life, you will always be soft and vulnerable.

It wasn't until the strong wind began to whistle that Lu Hu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes faintly.

He glanced around and said, "This place is still not far enough from Anyang Fucheng. Now neither the Senluo Society nor the Qingzhou official will let him go. It is safer to go in the direction of Yunzhou and into the mountains."

"I have never heard of Mr. Duan having such rules before!"

This sleep has lasted from morning until now.

Unconsciously, there were ripples in his eyes. If someone familiar with Lu Hu saw this scene, they would definitely be more shocked than seeing a ghost.

"People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can't see my hometown even if I look to the end of the world."

There was a black carriage parked at the corner of the street, with two Kongwu warriors standing on both sides. When they saw someone coming out, one of them immediately opened the curtain of the carriage.

This moment made him feel extremely depressed.

"Squeak~!"

Lu Hu found that tears were welling up in his eyes. He grabbed the ground with both hands, and the pebbles were caught in his hands. With force, he crushed them with a bang.

"Oh, no? Then it will be today!"

"Didn't the state leader invite some disciples from famous sects to come down to clean up our Qingzhou rivers and lakes? Add Duan Ying's name to the list!"

"Yes, sir!"