The world is like the autumn wind, and life is like fallen leaves.

Some memories vaguely seem to exist in the previous life. The past life will leave traces in the present life, but there are not many. If you think about it carefully, it can be said that it seems like it has never existed.

In Wozhou City, Lin Chong lived quietly with his wife and children for many years. The passage of time will make even the tattoos on people's faces fade away. Since no one will talk about it anymore, they will gradually become even more concerned about themselves.

Ignore the past.

In this passing time, many things have happened, but where is it not like this? Whether it is the illusion of peace in the past or the chaos and restlessness of today's world, as long as people's hearts stay together and their hearts are at peace, no matter what kind of bumps they are in,

There will always be a place to go back to.

People are going to suffer in this world. After all, there is no real paradise anywhere...

"I need to buy the rice in the house."

On the morning of the third day of July, during breakfast, Xu Jinhua said this to Lin Chong. His child Mu Anping ate steamed buns nearby. Lin Chong nodded: "Rice has become more expensive recently."

"Outside, we are going to fight again."

"This is not the first time. We have been here since the Jurchens captured the capital, so everything will be fine. We have already surrendered."

"It's not peaceful outside." Xu Jinhua muttered. Lin Chong smiled: "I'll bring a cold melon back at night."

"It's expensive, don't waste your money."

Lin Chong smiled and nodded. After breakfast, an old catcher named Zheng came to find him, so he took a spear with a white wax pole and followed him to work.

Wo Prefecture is located in the north of the Central Plains, at the junction of the Jin Dynasty's forces and Wang Juyun's bandits. It is said that peace is not peaceful, and chaos is not a big chaos. Lin Chong works in the government, but in fact he is not a formal arrester;

The current situation is chaotic, and it is not easy to find a job in the yamen. Lin Chong has a weak personality and has no intention of getting ahead in these years. He relies on his connections to find this job to make a living.

After all, his ability is not bad, and he has finally been able to live a stable life in Wozhou City for so many years.

Inspector Zheng who was traveling with him was an official official. Lin Chong called him "Brother Zheng" as he was older. In the past few years, the two had a good relationship. Inspector Zheng also persuaded Lin Chong to find some connections and send some things.

In the end, Lin Chong did not get a formal public status to protect his future life.

He already lived a stable life, but after all he was afraid of the filth above.

"The matter of the junior official is about to be done." On the way to the Yamen, Brother Zheng was talking to Lin Chong about daily matters. His son, Zheng Xiaoguan, is eighteen years old this year. He usually learns martial arts and wants to work in the Yamen.

, cleared up the yamen's master, and finally found a better way. It was Qi Ao, the son of the Qi family, a wealthy family outside the city of Wozhou, who was recruiting generals. This Qi Ao's family was a branch of a larger family - once

The big families that are entrenched in Hebei and Hedong, headed by the great scholar Qi Yan, have taken refuge with the Jurchens, and now they still have great influence in the Central Plains.

Through such a relationship, it is a great future to be able to join the Qi family and work with the Qi family master: "Today, the master is going to entertain the Qi master at Xiaoyan Tower, and he allowed me to bring the junior official there, and also asked

I arranged a girl for Mr. Qi, and said she wanted a plump figure."

"Then go to Jinlou to find one." Lin Chong said. After being a policeman for so many years, he knew everything about the various situations in Wozhou City.

"We have to find a top star." Regarding his son's future, Inspector Zheng was very serious. "The martial arts school also said hello. I want to ask Xiaobao's master to ask Grandmaster Tian to accompany him. Unfortunately, Grandmaster Tian has something to do today, so he will go there."

No, but Grandmaster Tian also knows Mr. Qi, and has agreed that he will say a few kind words to Xiaobao in the future."

Lin Chong nodded. Tian Weishan is a famous martial arts master near Wozhou. He is also very popular in the government and the army. This is a relationship that Lin Chong, Inspector Zheng and others cannot usually reach. If they can use it well once, over there

A lifetime of worry-free life.

Amidst such discussions, we arrived at the Yamen, and it was another ordinary day of patrolling. At the beginning of the seventh lunar month, the dog days of summer were continuing. The weather was hot and the sun was shining, but it was not uncomfortable for Lin Chong. In the afternoon, he went to buy something.

After buying some rice, he spent some money to buy a watermelon and put it in the yamen. When evening came, the master asked him to work overtime on behalf of Inspector Zheng to investigate the case. Lin Chong agreed and watched the master and Inspector Zheng leave.

That night, a very unusual thing happened.

Sometimes we encounter such things in our lives. If it never happened, people would live their lives normally. But somewhere, it will eventually fall on someone's head. Others

People can continue to live simply.

This year is already the ninth year of Jian Shuo of the Wu Dynasty. The gap between the Jing Han Dynasty and the Jing Han Dynasty is long enough for people to forget many things. On the third day of July, Lin Chong’s life came to an end. The reason is as follows:

On this day, Chen Zeng, the master of the Wo Prefecture government, hosted a banquet for Qi Ao, the young master of the Qi family, at the Xiaoyan Tower in the city. After the guests and hosts had a great time and were full of wine and food, Chen Zeng asked Zheng Xiaoguan to come out and do a set of boxing to entertain him.

After the matter was settled, Chen Zeng sent Inspector Zheng and his son away. He accompanied Mr. Qi to the Jinlou to spend the rest of his time. Mr. Qi, who had drunk too much, got off the carriage on the way and wandered drunkenly on the street. Xu Jinhua took a basin and left.

He poured out of the room onto the street, and a few drops of water splashed onto Mr. Qi's clothes.

Qi Ao walked into Lin Chong's home.

When Inspector Zheng and his son came here, the matter was almost over. There were not many people living on the streets nearby. Due to the presence of Qi Ao's bodyguard, most people hid in their homes, but there must be some people who saw what happened.

. Chen Zeng grabbed Inspector Zheng who wanted to make progress. Inspector Zheng said: "This is Mu Yi's home."

"... Mr. Qi is drunk, I can't hold him back." Chen Zeng was stunned. In the past few years, he and Lin Chong had not had much contact, and the government's view of this colleague who had no temper was only "how many."

You need to know some skills." He thought for a moment and said, "You have to settle things."

Afterwards, Qi Ao came out of the house, staggered, arranged his clothes, and stumbled onto the carriage. Someone in Qi's house would be left to clean up. Inspector Zheng, Zheng Xiaoguan went in with the man and smoothly introduced what he knew.

Lin Chong's situation: "He is a person who doesn't want to cause trouble, but... he probably has some martial arts skills, is very strong, and has tattoos on his face. When he was still in the Wu Dynasty, he was a person who committed big things..."

"Then we have to find a way to deal with it."

"Alas... alas..." Inspector Zheng kept sighing, "I'll talk to him first, I'll talk to him first."

In the room, Xu Jinhua was dead, and there was blood all over the floor. The child Mu Anping fell on the floor in the room inside. It seemed that he had been knocked unconscious by Mr. Qi. At this time, Youyou woke up and turned around and shouted. Inspector Zheng went over to hug him.

Stop him: "Stop shouting, stop shouting, I am your Uncle Zheng..."

"Mother - mother -" the child's voice was shrill and sharp. Zheng Xiaoguan, who had some contacts with Lin Chong's family, experienced such a tragic thing for the first time and was still a little at a loss. Inspector Zheng was embarrassed and knocked Mu Anping unconscious again.

Handed it to Zheng Xiaoguan: "Hurry up, hurry up, take Anping to another place to take care of it first, and call your uncle to come over to deal with this matter... Mu Yi usually has no temper, but his skills are powerful. I'm afraid he will commit a crime."

He was so stunned that he couldn't suppress him..."

Zheng Xiaoguan hugged Mu Anping and flew away. He ran as fast as he called someone. Before the old patrolman could figure out how to deal with Xu Jinhua, Zheng Xiaoguan's hesitant voice came from outside: "Mu, Uncle Mu, you

...Don't go in..."

"Why don't you go in? Come on, I bought some cold melon. Let's eat together. You..."

Something stopped here.

It's not just sound.

Inspector Zheng couldn't think of what to say, and the watermelon fell to the ground, which was similar in color to blood. Lin Chong walked to his wife's side and reached out to feel her pulse. He timidly touched it several times, and Ang Zang

His body suddenly slumped to the ground, his body trembling like chaff.

"Fake, fake, fake..."

Then vaguely, he heard Zheng Captou say something. He didn't know what those words meant, and he didn't know where they came from. The world is like the autumn wind, and life is like fallen leaves. His leaves fell to the ground, so

Everything is falling apart.

Some memories, no matter how far apart they are in life, can always be as clear as yesterday. The high-spirited young man, the helplessness and grief after being framed, the humiliating tattoos, Gao Qiu, Gao Mu'en, wandering around,

Liangshan, in troubled times, the swords, guns, swords and halberds were stabbing at them, and they were fighting and iron horses. They were stabbing at each other from the gray screen in overwhelming numbers. Xu Jinhua and her children were lying in a pool of blood.

The erosion of time will make the tattoos on a person's face fade away. However, there will always be something lurking on the other side of the body like a tarsal maggot, where the backlog of every day and every year makes people feel...

Intense pain that cannot be felt.

"...This is not the first time these things have happened...Brother Mu is just like this...Marry another one, then marry a better one...If you think about it, we are all ordinary people. There is nothing we can do about it, not even the emperor."

Let the Jurchens be captured and used as dogs in the north. Brother Mu, this is not your first day as an errand in the yamen. You must think clearly..."

Among the countless sounds of collapse, the nagging noise was occasionally mixed in. Lin Chong's body sat paralyzed for a long time, then he knelt down and slowly crawled forward. In front of Xu Jinhua's body, a sad cry finally came from his throat.

, however, facing the body, he did not dare to stretch out his hand. Inspector Zheng dragged a quilt to cover the naked body. Someone came to drag Lin Chong, and someone tried to help him. Lin Chong's body shook and he howled loudly.

, not many people have ever heard a man cry so sadly.

The crying continued for a long time. In the room, Inspector Zheng's two cousins ​​were supporting Lin Chong. Zheng Xiaoguan and others were also surrounding him. Inspector Zheng occasionally said a few words of guidance. In the night outside the room, someone came to look.

Someone left again. Lin Chong was helped to sit on the chair. Many things were collapsing, and many things were resurfacing. The voice made sense. In fact, there have been many more things like this over the years.

There are two of them. When Tian Hu was still there, it was not surprising that Tian Hu’s relatives were robbing each other in the territory. When the Jurchens came, more than one or two people were killed in vain. This was originally

In troubled times, powerful people naturally oppressed those without power. When he saw it in the government, he just felt, expected, and hoped that these things would not fall on him in the end.

Apparently such chaotic years have passed peacefully...

Why does it happen...

In the room, Lin Chong dragged Inspector Zheng who was walking over. The other party struggled for a while, and Lin Chong grabbed his neck and pressed him on the wooden table: "Where is it..." His voice sounded a little strange even to himself.

Can't hear clearly.

People around him rushed up, and Zheng Xiaoguan also came over quickly: "Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu..."

"Brother Mu, don't be impulsive..."

"Don't mess around, it's easy to talk..."

Many arms stretched out to push him and hold him back. Inspector Zheng slapped the hand on his neck. Lin Chong reacted and let go to let him speak. The old man stood up and comforted him: "Brother Mu, you have

I know I'm angry, but there's nothing we can do..."

The sky and the earth were spinning, and his vision was all gray. Lin Chong's soul was not in his body. He mechanically stretched out his hand, grabbed "Brother Zheng's" right hand, and tore off his little finger. There were two people beside him, each grabbing him.

One hand, but Lin Chong didn't feel it. Blood spurted out, some were stunned, some screamed and shouted, Lin Chong seemed to pull off a piece of dough and threw away the finger.

"Where is it?" A weak voice came from his throat, and there was a chaotic scene beside him. The old man shouted: "My finger, my finger." He bent down to pick up the finger on the ground, but Lin Chong wouldn't let him.
To be continued...