A van rushed towards Gan Qing without warning, at an unusually tricky angle - the front cover of this van was very "flat", basically flat, and did not have a protruding "nose" like ordinary cars. In this way, even if Gan Qing

Qing realized what she was doing. She couldn't hold down the hood to hold herself up, so she could only choose to run. But it was impossible for a person to outrun a crazy motor vehicle, let alone her, even Yan Hao couldn't, and she

We walked right into the middle of the road. There was no village in front of us or any store in the back. It was impossible to run to the roadside to find cover within two steps.

Gan Qing seemed to be intoxicated by the east wind and fell asleep. Suddenly someone poured a bowl of cold water on her face. Before she could react, her body had already taken the first step. In a flash, Gan Qing jumped forward.

In a small step, she didn't have time to think about it. She reached out and grabbed the van's rearview mirror based on her feeling. The rearview mirror swung her towards the door along with her. Gan Qing curled up her body to the extreme.

She happened to pass by that crazy van, one of her flip-flops fell off, the supermarket plastic bag in her hand flew out, the ice cream spilled all over the floor, was run over by the wheels, and her body was left lying on the road.

The rearview mirror could not bear the weight of the human body and broke with a "squeak". The moment it broke, Gan Qing used his five fingers to hold the top of the door and saw clearly the people in the van.

He was a stranger, a man in his forties, with protruding facial bones and a thin skin that could barely cover it up. His eyes were filled with an inhuman red light. Through the car window, he was actually talking to Gan.

Qing looked at each other, then grinned, turned the steering wheel, and the bread flew sideways, and was about to hit the roadside!

Gan Qing's whole figure was like the hem of her skirt that was lifted up by the strong wind. The few nails fastened to the roof of the car were congested and turned purple, and her nails were split instantly. The finger strength of one hand alone could not withstand such a strong force, and Gan Qing was thrown away.

When she came down, her waist and abdomen twisted in mid-air with incredible strength. In a hurry, she managed to keep her feet on the ground.

She was half-kneeling on the ground. Before she could stand up, the car hit the wall of the roadside shop like a suicide, trying to squeeze her to death. There was no place to hide. At this moment, an off-road vehicle hit the wall.

The car suddenly rushed out and hit Bread's butt. The rear-ended van bounced around, its wheels lifted up, and hit two big trees. The driver's head came into close contact with the left window.

Fainted.

A murderous brake mark was left on the ground. It was only then that the customers in the store, who had almost been hit by the door and window, realized that the people in the row next to the window stood up, ran their legs and feet in, stretched their necks out, and stood up.

It became a row of panicked slashes.

Cold sweat broke out all over Gan Qing's body, soaking through her thin T-shirt. She looked up at the off-road vehicle that saved her life, and saw a strong man with a cigarette in his mouth and tattoos pushing open the door.

After walking down, he took a sullen look at his slightly curved front bumper - it was none other than Qi Qi, the owner of the pet shop.

She resigned quietly, leaving no contact information for anyone except Yan Hao. The cats and dogs in the store had been withered for several days, and the boss couldn't hire anyone for a while, so she had to visit the store in person every day, taking care of both people and animals.

It looked very gloomy and gloomy - the pet owners nearby were out temporarily and wanted to foster pets, but when they saw such a person, they didn't dare to send their cats or dogs in.

After the pet shop owner made the call, he stepped forward and opened the door of the van, took a look, and said to Gan Qing: "Hey, this kid is still angry..."

Before he finished speaking, the van driver suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light struck the pet shop owner. Then he heard a soft sound, Gan Qing knocked the dagger out of the van driver's hand with the back of his hand, and elbowed the pet shop owner away.

The two of them were dazzlingly fighting in the small space, and the driver suddenly let out a hoarse scream. The dagger came off with a "choking" sound, leaving a trail of blood on the tendon of the tiger's mouth.

The owner of the pet shop reacted very quickly. He took a step forward and kicked the dagger away. Before Gan Qing could react, his fist as big as a bowl of ocean hit the bread driver's face. The bread driver's face was already convex on both sides and concave in the middle.

He was beaten into a crater, and two lines of nosebleed gurgled down. He leaned back and stopped moving again.

Gan Qing: "..."

The owner of the pet shop glanced at Gan Qing, and without saying a word, he took out a roll of rope from his trunk, took out the unconscious van driver, threw it on the ground and tied him up, and then kicked him with his toes.

Gan Qing said: "I have called the police. Do you know this person?"

He didn't know anyone, but Gan Qing recognized the technique of the sword he just struck - the blade flashed like frost and lightning in a short flash, from bottom to top - as the basic skill of their own sect.

This is the Xu family.

She was silent for a moment, and the pet shop owner didn't ask any questions. He squatted on the side of the road, smoked a cigarette, opened his address book to find the auto repair and insurance company, and said in a vague voice: "I don't know what you do, but since you are not ordinary people,

People, don’t force yourself to live like ordinary people, right? Otherwise, the passers-by around you will have to suffer the same fate as you.”

Gan Qing followed his gaze and saw passers-by filing out of the shop where Chiyu was almost hit, but they didn't dare to get close. They formed a circle from a distance and took pictures with their mobile phones.

She whispered as if talking to herself: "But I... am just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people?" The pet shop owner looked at her hand. The nail that was split in half left a blood mark. The blood had coagulated. The dried dark red was condensed in the gaps between her fingers. There was a bloody razor there.

Xu BaoBian asked, "Ordinary people, why do you carry a knife?"

Gan Qing was speechless.

"Xi Yi'ao...Xiao." The young girl held up the pencil awkwardly and wrote ghost symbols on the Oda-style notebook. "Master, this character is so difficult. Why are there so many drawings... Oops."

"I don't think there are too many strokes," Wei Xiao lightly patted her on the back of the head, "That's your master's name."

The girl tilted her head and pondered for a while: "Isn't your name Wei Changsheng? Wei Changsheng is your nickname?"

Wei Xiao avoided answering and reached out to knock on her homework book: "Have you finished recognizing the words? Don't be distracted."

The girl pouted and stopped worrying about the master's changing name. She sighed and continued to write her homework. Her butt was like a long nail. She flicked a stroke twice while writing, and her little eyes kept drifting out the window.

Wei Xiao: "There are only a few words in total. After I finish writing, I will go out to play. I just know how to play!"

"I don't want to play, who wants to play?" The girl wrinkled her nose in a pretentious manner, "I want to go out and practice swordsmanship. You said that when I turn eight years old, you will teach me how to handle the ox!"

Wei Xiao said perfunctorily: "You can't reach the stove yet, so don't worry."

"I didn't say I wanted to learn how to chop vegetables!" the girl said, "I want to learn how to cook and cut cattle, which is the kind of thing that our sect has in its family history. I've looked up the sect's family history in the dictionary! I will also inherit Wan Muchun's mantle in the future.

"

When Gan Qing was a child, she was skinny, skinny, and wanted to touch everything outside, so she always got sick. Wei Xiao took her to practice kung fu to strengthen her body and lay a solid foundation for her. He is

Everyone in the generation learned everything by analogy, but did not teach her how to "cook the ox". Xiao Ganqing couldn't handle it, so she stayed in the kitchen every day and watched him chop vegetables - because it is said that Wan Muchun's skills are all on his fingertips, no matter how he moves.

She could bring out anything she cut with a knife - and then she fumbled around and practiced blindly, almost cutting the blood vessels in her hands. Wei Xiao was afraid that she would damage it by practicing on her own, so he had no choice but to give her a general explanation and told her not to do it.

Use it, and don't mention "Wan Muchun" outside.

“Why can’t we mention ‘Wan Muchun’?”

"Because starting from your master's generation, we have washed our hands in a golden basin."

"After washing your hands, can't you mention your name?"

"You're going to be in trouble..."

"I'm not afraid! When I grow up, I can beat them all to the ground!"

Wei Xiao sighed and looked at the little apprentice who couldn't understand human language with a headache: "It's unlucky, little thing. The word spring means "moisten things silently", it's everywhere, everywhere - you are a lively little thing.

Girl, do you want to become a shadow of fame? Don’t have anything to do with Wan Muchun."

The little disciple couldn't understand what everyone said, let alone the meaningful words. After listening to it, she felt that her sect was more mysterious and powerful. The soul of the middle school student burst out with a small flame, and she became confused and confused.

Put out the fire.

Gan Qing turned to look at the tree-lined road in front of No. 110 Courtyard. She felt cool and comfortable just now. Now she heard the noisy cicadas among the trees. There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at her among the fine leaves.

Staring at her, the cold sweat still lingered on her, and her back felt like a ray of light.

The police car arrived quickly, followed by a call from Yu Lanchuan: "There is ready-made sugar in the supermarket downstairs. You don't need to squeeze it fresh. Did you go south to haul sugar cane? Come back quickly. I also made an appointment with the window replacement technician this afternoon.

Woolen cloth."

Gan Qing: "You guys eat first, I..."

A policeman ran over: "You have to go back with us to make a record!"

Yu Lanchuan heard on the phone: "What? What are you doing to record? Hello? Gan Qing, what are you doing again? Gan Qing!"

The person who hit her with the car is a wanted criminal. The public security system has his DNA and fingerprint information. It is said that he was a suspect in a previous robbery and murder case. He has been on the run, but he was unexpectedly caught here. There were many witnesses at the scene.

In addition, she had been involved in so many things since arriving on 11th, and Gan Qing had already become familiar with the local police officers, so she explained the matter clearly in a few words, and the policemen let her go home.

When she walked out, she saw Yu Lanchuan and Yu Yan waiting across the street.

Yu Yan said: "My colleague just told me that these people have accomplices, but don't worry, we will always follow up. Be careful when you go out recently. If there is any news, I will tell you at any time... If it doesn't work, I want to apply.

Protection is okay too.”

Can it still be protected for a lifetime?

Gan Qing smiled at him politely and did not answer.

Officer Yu gave a few more instructions and left in a hurry to understand the situation. Only Yu Lanchuan was left standing silently on the street.

"Didn't you say that the windows were going to be changed in the afternoon?" Gan Qing smiled at him nonchalantly, "Did you change the time?"

Yu Lanchuan did not answer, but stared at her unblinkingly.

Gan Qing then walked over, took his hand, and walked back.

It's two stops away from here to go back to 111. In the midsummer of Yanning, the high temperature and the sun will last until about seven o'clock in the evening. Yu Lanchuan usually would not want to walk back. However, today, he felt like he was missing every step he took.

, let her hold her hand.

A layer of sweat quickly formed on the palms of the two people's hands, and they became sticky together. Yu Lanchuan walked slower and slower, and finally stopped. Gan Qing pulled forward, and his hands slipped apart in the sweat.

"My master was able to wash his hands in the golden basin because of the glory of the times. My master changed his name and his surname was not even his real name on his tombstone... But Wei Huan and I, two unfilial disciples, felt that we were very powerful when we were young.

"No one listens to the old man's words." Gan Qing said this and turned around, "If you are too powerful, of course there is a price."

Yu Lanchuan's teeth were clenched tightly and his eyes were slightly red. Wang Jiusheng was arrested, the Foot Gang fell apart, and Gan Qing fulfilled her promise to "come back safely." He thought that the storm had passed, and that what he had been worried about was unfounded. Everything

Everything is on the right track.

But it turns out that nothing is left to chance.

He could only say dryly: "Don't think too much first, I will find a way..."

Gan Qing: "The base camp of the Xu family is not in Yanning at all. These people are hiding in remote areas. What can you do?"
To be continued...