Yes, go find Erjo.

On the one hand, I thank him very much, and on the other hand, I want to see if I can get some news about the Killer Sect from him. The Killer Sect will definitely not let me go, and I will definitely not let the Killer Sect go, even with my current ability.

It's a bit bold to say that you won't let go, but knowing yourself and the enemy can defeat you in every battle, and it never hurts to know more about the killer sect.

Nijo probably didn't join the assassin sect. He was used by Hong Hong and that master, but he should know something about it.

After Cheng Yiyi understood my intention, she immediately said: "I will accompany you."

I knew she was afraid that I would be impulsive and get into a fight with that Honghong again.

That night was definitely not suitable. Ertiao and Honghong should have gone to bed. I was also injured and needed a place to recuperate. Cheng Yiyi and I found a hotel nearby to stay. We were not worried that the killer who came to us was a fake.

The door always appears and disappears. No matter how hidden we are, they can still come to the door, as if they all have radars.

So I didn't sleep well that night, and I had to get up after a while to check on the situation.

I have been very anxious recently, living under extreme mental pressure almost every moment. I have never been able to be as careless and heartless as Zhao Hu. Cheng Yiyi felt sorry for me and finally held me in her arms.

Inside, he said: "Zhang Long, please have a good sleep for a while, I will keep an eye on the outside."

I lay in Cheng Yiyi's arms, and I really felt at ease and relaxed, as if I had returned to my mother's arms when I was a child. This metaphor is actually a bit exaggerated, but it really made me feel this way, and I finally fell asleep without realizing it.

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I slept for a long time this time. When I woke up, it was already bright. The fresh morning breeze blew gently into the window sill, but I was still lying in Cheng Yiyi's arms. Cheng Yiyi fell asleep sitting with his back against the bed board.

, it is unimaginable that she spent the whole night in such a posture without any complaints or grievances. Once again, I feel that I am really lucky to have such a girlfriend.

The night finally passed peacefully.

I couldn't help but stretched out my hand and gently touched Cheng Yiyi's cheek. Cheng Yiyi woke up in a daze. I said, "Yiyi, thank you for your hard work. I'm done sleeping. You can lie down and sleep."

Cheng Yiyi laughed: "It's not hard, it's not hard!"

How could it not be tiring after sitting all night? I knew she was trying to comfort me, so I sat up and said, "Lie down and have a good sleep."

Cheng Yiyi still smiled: "It's really not hard for me!"

Cheng Yiyi smiled happily, as if she had encountered something happy. Of course, I was confused and asked her what was going on. Cheng Yiyi laughed for a while and then said: "Last night, you kept calling me mom.

It makes me feel so sweet, just scream a few more times!"

I was immediately embarrassed. Before I fell asleep last night, I really felt like I was back in my mother's arms. But I didn't expect that I called my mother so many times after I fell asleep, and Cheng Yiyi listened to them all, which took a lot of advantage from me.

I couldn't laugh or cry and said, "You are a psychopath. You like to be someone else's mother!"

Cheng Yiyi said: "How can this be a psychological abnormality? Isn't it human nature? Who doesn't like to be someone else's parent?"

This is true. Our country's traditional culture likes to be someone else's elder. Rough people talk to each other like me or mother. If they have a good relationship, they will call each other son. Every time Da Fei calls me dad, I feel sweet in my heart.

The status is too high.

But Cheng Yiyi is my girlfriend, how can she be my mother!

I pushed Cheng Yiyi down on the bed and kissed her mouth and cheeks in retaliation. Cheng Yiyi giggled and pushed me and said, "Don't mess around. I'm your mother. It's wrong for you to do this."

After fussing for a while, I put my arm under Cheng Yiyi's head and said, stop playing, you can get some sleep.

Cheng Yi leaned on my shoulder and said: "Zhang Long, you keep saying that you hate your mother, but in fact you also miss your mother, right?"

I did tell Cheng Yiyi that I hate my mother because she was unfaithful to my father, which is why I became a sinful person. It is precisely because of what happened to my mother that I particularly hate people who are inconsistent in relationships, but

It would be a lie to say that I miss my mother. As someone who lost her mother at the age of eleven or twelve, the lack of maternal love will also lead to a particularly strong feeling.

Especially in my impression, my mother is also very good to me. She is so good that I can hold it in my hand for fear of falling and hold it in my mouth for fear of melting. There is one thing that left a deep impression on me.

, once I had a high fever of almost 40 degrees in the middle of the night, and my dad was working overtime and was away from home. It was my mom who carried me to the hospital and took good care of me all night, holding me in her arms and coaxing me to sleep. Finally, I recovered.

But she collapsed from exhaustion.

So I really can’t understand. After the paternity test results came out, it was okay for my dad to go south to work and disappear. After all, I was not his biological son, which hurt his heart. But what happened to my mother? I am her flesh and blood.

Ah, why didn’t she want me anymore, so she just walked away quietly like that?

Not only do I hate my mother, my second uncle also looks down on my mother. When he talks about my mother, he gnashes his teeth and says that my mother is nothing and has no qualifications to be a mother.

But while I hate her, I also miss her very much. Just like I miss my dad, this complicated emotion has been entangled with me and I don’t know how to deal with it. Last night, because I was sleeping in Cheng Yiyi’s arms,

This longing became more and more intense and reminded me of many past events, so I accidentally exposed my true emotions.

In front of Cheng Yiyi, of course I didn't have any secrets, so I told her everything about my thoughts.

After Cheng Yiyi finished listening, she touched my cheek with her hand and said softly: "Zhang Long, don't hate your mother. From what you said, I feel that she is a very good person. Maybe she has some difficulties. I will see you one day."

When it comes to her, maybe we can ask her for clarification!"

I sighed and said, "No matter how hard I try, I can't do anything to disgrace my dad, and I've hidden it from my dad for so many years!"

I was twelve years old when my dad and mom got divorced, which means my mom kept it secret from my dad for at least thirteen years!

Who wouldn't be annoyed after being a cuckold for thirteen years and raising a son for more than ten years? No wonder his temperament changed drastically and he became a formidable murderer!

Seeing that I was a little excited, Cheng Yiyi quickly comforted me and said, "Okay, don't talk about this, talk about other things."

I don't want to talk about this anymore.

Speaking of other things, I remembered one thing: when did Cheng Yiyi learn to shoot a slingshot?

Sure enough, Cheng Yiyi said that she learned it from Han Xiaotong, and she didn't study it seriously. They just played together, hunting birds, rabbits, etc., and they learned it without knowing it, but their skills were not very high.

Just having fun when I have nothing to do.

Hearing what Cheng Yiyi said, I felt it was quite simple and said, "You can teach me when you have free time."

Slingshot shooting is not very useful in actual combat, but it is always good to master more than one skill. At least you will not starve to death, and you can still kill birds when you are hungry and cold.

As a result, Cheng Yiyi glanced at me and said: "You should concentrate on practicing military body boxing and body-building boxing. If you practice these two well, you are better than anything else. Don't focus on it."

I:"……"

This feeling is like a teacher telling me that my talent is not high, just practice something well, don't bite off more than you can chew. Well, I am convinced by what Cheng Yiyi said to me, after all, she

Her talent is already well recognized, and learning a few more things is as simple as eating and drinking for her.

It's also funny, Cheng Yiyi's talent is all in this. I think when she was in school, her grades were poor. She was always in the middle and lower reaches, and she only knew how to play every day.

Cheng Yiyi wouldn't let me practice, so the matter was dropped.

In the next three days, Cheng Yiyi and I moved from hotel to hotel every day, choosing places where there was a mixture of good and bad, for fear that the killers would come back again. We were like two rats in the sewer, hiding everywhere, hiding from the light of day.

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Fortunately, the past three days have been uneventful.

Three days later, my injury was almost healed, and I was ready to leave to find Nijo.

I went to find Erjo at night, so that it would be easier for everyone to communicate and he could see. I had vaccinated Cheng Yiyi in advance and told her that it was a circle of graves and there were often will-o'-the-wisps at night. Cheng Yiyi

Yiyi expressed that she understood and was fully mentally prepared.

As a result, Cheng Yiyi was not frightened, but the taxi driver was frightened.

We came by taxi, and when we got to the graveyard, I said, thank you, master. Cheng Yiyi and I got out of the car and were about to give the fare to the master. When the master saw the cemetery next to him, he was so scared that his face turned green.

How dare you ask for money for the car? Just drive away and drive away.

Hmm...it seems to be the second time.

It saves money to go to Ertiao. You can get a free taxi every time. There are so many kind-hearted people nowadays.

Cheng Yiyi and I stepped deeply into the circle of graves. Because I had described the environment here many times to Cheng Yiyi in advance, she was still able to accept it. Cheng Yiyi is the bravest girl I have ever met.

It was relatively big. She looked around curiously and murmured: "The people who live here are not ordinary people. It reminds me of Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu, and Er Tiao and Hong Hong are similar."

I have a black line and say that I don't express opinions, but I respect all your ideas.

As I went deeper, I saw the red grave mound. I pointed there and said to Cheng Yiyi, "We're almost there."

Cheng Yiyi took a closer look and said strangely: "Why is there someone sitting on the grave?"

I said you saw it wrong. It was a tombstone, not a person.

Cheng Yiyi looked at it carefully again and said, "It's just a person. Take another look."

I looked carefully and saw that it was indeed a human being!

This late at night, there was a person suddenly sitting on the grave, which was indeed very impressive.

I have been here several times and have never encountered this kind of situation. I couldn't help but start to get hairy on my body, but I still had the courage to ask tentatively: "Nijo?"

After hearing my call, the man stood up slowly, as if he had emerged from a grave.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would be frightened to death.

I took a few steps forward and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!