The lake at night is calm.

The moon is on the other side of the mountain, and the fishing village is in the shadow where the moon cannot shine.

A fishing boat slowly passed by, and sneaked close to the fishing village with the help of the reeds. Feng Ying paddled gently to try not to make any noise. Relying on his familiarity with the waters, he easily avoided the reefs and shoals. He looked up and saw that there was only one house in the village whose window was still lit. .

The bow of the boat rubbed against the shore and the silt rustled, and the boat stopped steadily.

Feng Ying looked at the familiar river beach with a complicated mood. She has lived here since she was a child. She is familiar with every stone and every tree, but she has to sneak home.

Go ashore and tie the boat rope to the familiar stake.

Glancing at the direction of the house, he walked quickly towards his house, deliberately avoiding the lighted house.

It is rumored that a person who is successful in martial arts can see at night and has excellent hearing. Feng Ying tried not to make any noise.

Two dogs from the village appeared, waving their tails and running in circles to lead the way. Because they recognized Feng Ying, they wouldn't bark. The dogs were a little fat, and they probably picked up the leftovers and ate a lot of chicken bones. Chickens, ducks and geese have to eat dogs.

Quietly returned to his home, the familiar thatched earthen house was quiet, and no wicked people settled here.

The courtyard door is open, and the chicken coop in the corner is empty.

Inevitably sad and angry, he clearly remembered the color of each chicken's coat, and it was all gone in a blink of an eye.

If the chicken is still alive, it will definitely go back to the nest at night. If it doesn't come back, it means that it will never come back.

The rusty iron knife is still there.

He walked over, bent over, stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard, the solid and cold metal in his palm felt very solid, and he felt inexplicably relieved.

The rusty iron knife has been obtained for many years, but it has never been drawn.

Feng Ying thought that it might be dead from rust, but he didn't delay practicing the knife technique. Seeing that the rust was not strong, it was extremely strong. It didn't matter whether he smashed it with a stone or put it in the fire, this knife was motionless, and it was so stable that it made people lose their temper. .

Gritting his teeth, he glanced at the lighted house in the distance.

Turn around and walk towards the shore.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a light on the mountain road. It is rare to walk on a mountain road at night.

Feng Ying's eyes were better and she saw that there were five lanterns.

No one was carrying it, five lanterns just floated in the air and illuminated the mountain road, and three figures could be vaguely seen.

He didn't dare to stay in the village, so he went home to get quilts and clothes. The quilts could be used by the children of the same village. He hurried back to the boat on the shore with a rusty iron knife. After a while, the three of them had reached the old tree at the entrance of the village. Certainly not ordinary people.

She rowed away quietly, and heard a dog barking from a distance.

At night, Feng Ying had another dream.

This time I dreamed of neither the mountain **** nor the lake god. It was a dark, rainy day, and it was white and cold. It was very real. I could even hear the sound of raindrops falling to the ground. It was very noisy and very reassuring. , is a girl.

The coarse cloth clothes that have been sewed many times, wearing a bamboo hat, look very good, like a dragon girl sealed by ice.

Then the screen changed, goodbye to the majestic Tianzhu Peak.

Boom~ In the dream, the rainstorm poured down, and the rain covered the whole picture of Tianzhu Peak.

Suddenly, her face was itchy, the dream dissipated, and Feng Ying opened her eyes.

The banana leaves that were building the shack crackled. Occasionally, lightning illuminated the shack and also the valley outside. After about a breath, the rain came suddenly. Feng Ying remembered that she could still see the moon before going to bed.

There was a rain leak in some parts of the shack. Sister Xiang and a few sisters-in-law were busy plugging the leak, and Feng Ying also got up to help.

The next day, the village was forced to go diving in the lake as usual.

The third day...

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The morning of the fourth day.

The continuous rain made the lake water cold. Feng Ying looked at the fishing village with a rusty iron knife in hand.

Since three more people came to the village, the villagers didn't even have time to rest. Just this morning, an old man went into the water and never came up again. The water was so cold that the older ones couldn't stand the cold at all.

Even if the dead were dead, the wicked still wouldn't let the villagers rest.

The enemy country did not treat the villagers as human beings at all.

Feng Ying didn't understand why people he didn't know would kill him.

Most of the wicked people from the enemy country who came to the village were from civilians, but they were willing to be driven to persecute the same poor villagers.

The rain was so heavy that the river surface was white and could not be seen clearly.

But we could hear cries and rude scolding, and the diving exploration range gradually expanded, and one of the boats unknowingly approached the valley.

The fishing boat was carrying four people, an enemy soldier and three villagers. The diving search area gradually approached the Blade Mountain Rock where Feng Ying was located.

Feng Ying saw clearly that one of them was an aunt next door, and she had always helped take care of her aunt.

She hadn't been in the water for many years, but she was forced to keep diving in the icy lake in rainy days. If things went on like this, it would be easy to get into trouble. Feng Ying didn't want any more villagers to die.

The rainstorm weather is windy and the waves are high, so if there is an accident on the fishing boat, it should not attract attention...

Feng Ying was confident that she could kill a single villain, but she was hesitant. After all, she was just an ordinary fisherman girl. Murder was never a matter of taking a knife for granted. No matter how ruthless she usually imagined, she was just imagining it.

On the rock, Feng Ying worked hard to adjust his mentality.

People are always forced to do certain things.

Looking at the rusty iron knife in his hand, he shook his head helplessly.

Put the knife in the cabin and hide it, and take the sharp knife that you usually use for work.

Tightening his hair, taking off his shoes, with a sharp knife in his mouth, he slipped silently into the water along the edge of the rock, silently chanting the blessing of the lake god, and swam towards the lonely fishing boat under the cover of the heavy rain.

The storm was getting bigger and bigger, and it was similar to that night, and the waves were higher than the boat.

The water under the huge waves was very quiet. Feng Ying swam forward like a fish quickly. He would catch the trough of the water wave and take a breath when it came out of the water, and then plunged into the deep water in a short time.

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The bad guys on the boat were frightened by the huge waves, and yelled loudly at the three villagers for stabilizing the fishing boat. The reality was that the aunt next door and the others were also frightened. Once this kind of wind and waves capsized, it would be difficult to survive, no matter how good the water quality was.

They didn't notice the faint shadows in the waves in the distance.

Diving deep, he appeared silently at the bottom of the boat, holding a knife in his right hand, quietly waiting for the next huge wave to come.

Soon, a huge wave lifted the small fishing boat, and before it fell, Feng Ying suddenly jumped out!

The first time I stabbed someone with a knife, I was too nervous. No matter if the stab was critical or not, I grabbed his hair with his left hand and pulled it out!

"Ah... who doesn't..."

The three people on the boat stared blankly at the wicked being dragged into the water, bubbling and red blood spreading.

In the water is Feng Ying's world. I can't remember where the sharp knife in his hand was stabbed a few times. When struggling, the knife let go, and he simply pulled the hateful villain to the bottom of the water. Feet, just drag hard into the deep water.

Feng Ying clearly saw that the unfamiliar face was full of horror.

There were three consecutive sounds of falling into the water, and the aunt next door and the other two neighbors also jumped into the water. They rushed to the front and grabbed the bad guy's limbs to prevent him from floating. How could a water-based land duck, how can he hold his breath underwater longer than a fisherman seeking a living in the water?

The struggle is getting smaller and smaller.

In the end, his limbs moved a few times in a small range, and his eyes kept staring at the surface of the water and completely stopped.

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