There is a large river outside Bianjing City, with a wide surface and a very calm surface. However, it is well known that there are undercurrents in this river and it is very turbulent, so people in Bianjing call this river an undercurrent river.
Everyone in Bianjing knows that there are water monsters in the undercurrent river, because many people have indeed witnessed many strange things happening in this river.
However, in the past six months, few strange things have happened in the undercurrent river.
The surface of the Undercurrent River today is still as calm as in the past.
Under the dark night, there is no human trace, and the bright moonlight shines on the water, reflecting the unique clear brilliance of the moonlight.
Under the moonlight, there seemed to be a huge black shadow swimming in the river. The sky was dark. If the calm water surface hadn't suddenly surged, it would be difficult to notice the huge black shadow in the water.
"Crash!"
The black figure in the water suddenly raised a curtain of water without knowing what it was doing, and then landed heavily on the water, making a splashing sound.
"brush!"
Suddenly, a silver-white sword light flew out from Bianjing City. The sword light was not eye-catching at first, so it did not cause any sensation in Bianjing City.
However, when the sword light flew above the undercurrent river, it suddenly became brighter and turned into a giant sword more than ten feet long, which was inserted straight into the river.
The sword seemed to be stuck in the undercurrent of the river. It did not stir up any waves, nor did it cause much noise, nor did it affect the nearby Bianjing City. It was as if nothing happened.
The river is still calm.
However, there was a faint smell of blood coming from the riverside.
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Bianjing City.
A medical clinic.
A man in white clothes holding an exquisite fan was looking into the distance in the courtyard, which was the direction of the undercurrent river. His expression was dull, as if he had sensed something.
He held the fan in his right hand and patted his left palm gently, murmuring: "Weird, it's really weird!"
I don’t know what he said was strange or what was wrong with it.
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In Puyuan.
There is a path between the plum trees.
A man was leading a child on this dark path. There was a hut in front of them. Judging from the direction they were walking, they knew which house they were going to.
Suddenly, the man held the child's hand tighter, then suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, looking in the direction of the undercurrent river outside the city.
In the dark night, the man's brow furrowed invisible.
The child next to him seemed to have noticed something strange about his husband, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
The man stared at the darkness for a while and said, "It's okay, let's go into the house."
The child said "Oh" and then took the husband's hand and entered the house.
After a while, a candlelight slowly lit up in the room.
A man's voice came from the hut, "Turn off the lights and rest."
The child said "Oh" and blew out the candle. At this time, the cabin fell into darkness again.
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Yan Mansion.
He Yidao looked at Yan Wen and Yan Shan lying in a pool of blood, and suddenly felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet.
"Mr. Yan, Sister Wen!" He Yidao quickly ran to Yanshan Yanwen's body.
Yanshan was pierced by a knife, and blood flowed all over the ground. Yanwen leaned next to Yanshan, his face turned black, but he was still breathing, but it was very weak.
"Sister Wen!" He Yidao quickly lifted Yanwen up, put her head in his arms, and gently patted her face, trying to wake her up, "Sister Wen, wake up!"
He Yidao patted her gently for a while, and then quickly grabbed her pulse, only to find that the poison had already attacked her heart and her life was gone.
Like a flashback, Yan Wen awakened the last vitality in his body and said in a daze, "Knife... don't come back... run away."
He Yidao felt sad in his heart. He didn't expect that Yan Wen Hai would miss him in such a situation. He couldn't hold back his tears for a long time, and the tears flowed down his cheeks. "Sister Wen, don't sleep, wake up!"
Yan Wen was shaken by He Yidao, and she regained some energy. She said: "Xiao Dao...run! The poisonous snake is coming...Grandpa is dead, please don't...don't come back..."
"Sister Wen, I'm back, wake up!" He Yidao said.
Yan Wen opened her eyes and saw He Yidao. She forced a smile, but she was still breathless and spoke intermittently, "Xiao Dao... is back. I'm going... to see my father and mother. Down below... we can
The family is reunited...and grandpa...and grandma I have never seen before...Xiao Dao...don't cry..."
He Yidao cried uncontrollably: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have left."
Yan Wen stretched out his hand, tremblingly, to touch He Yidao's face, but He Yidao quickly grabbed it with his hand.
"Xiao Dao... I don't blame you... Don't blame yourself... I'm going to see my father and mother... You have to live... live... well..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Wen's hand slowly slipped from He Yidao's face, and his breath was gone.
"Sister Wen!" He Yidao shouted while holding Yan Wen's body.
He thought of the scene when he first met Yan Wen, how much she admired him, and the question he asked Yan Wen that day.
He Yidao asked doubtfully: "Sister Wen, have you ever practiced martial arts?"
Yan Wen thought for a while and asked this question instead, "Do you know why I only use the word '文' in my name?"
He Yidao shook his head, "I don't know."
"Fool, don't you know that your mother's name also has the character '文'? My father gave me this name just because he wanted me to be a person who is not afraid of difficulties like the Blood Lady..."
He Yidao suddenly asked: "What about Sister Wen, where are your father and mother?"
Yan Wen said with a smile: "They were killed. It's a coincidence that the murderer eventually died in the hands of your mother."
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He Yidao smiled, and he thought about that day when Yan Wen took him to steal cakes.
"Open your mouth!"
He Yidao looked at the girl in front of him who was very close to him and laughed unconsciously.
Yan Wen smiled and urged: "Eat! This is delicious!"
He Yidao chewed the cake in his mouth and couldn't help but smile, "It's delicious!"
"Sister Wen..." He Yidao wanted to always look so warm.
Yan Wen suddenly made a silent gesture, "Stop talking, there are footsteps, someone is coming."
The two ran to a big tree, and He Yidao asked: "Sister Wen, why are we acting like thieves? Aren't those pastries for people to eat?"
Yan Wen smiled and did not answer, but asked: "Is it delicious?"
He Yidao nodded and said with a smile: "It's delicious!"
Yan Wen smiled and said, "It's delicious. Can you please eat more?"
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However, the old friend is no longer here, but the story is always in my heart!