The boatman worked part-time as a water thief, and with his bright eyes, he noticed something else in the scholar's book box on the way.
It may even be that he didn't notice it at all, because he was used to killing people and robbing money on the water.
The result was what Mei Wenxin saw on the shore.
The boatman also received his retribution. He clearly had a chance to win, but because he was not familiar with the hydrology, he chose such a place to attack.
The boat hit a rock, and the middle-aged scholar fought back with a knife. The boatman did not know whether he died from the knife or from his injuries and drowning.
"Why should people die for money?"
Mei Wenxin was filled with emotion when looking at the corpse of the middle-aged scholar.
What he lamented was not that the scholar had to fight to the death, but that if he didn't fight, he would die.
If he falls into the water with such a water thief who makes a living on the water, a middle-aged man who is not a businessman or a scholar compared to water nature will definitely be no match.
So he made a desperate move and stabbed the boatman first, which was the right thing to do.
This requires boldness when things get tough, and Mei Wenxin thinks he can't do it.
The middle-aged scholar's mistake was that he struggled in the water for an unknown amount of time holding such a heavy book box, and was still reluctant to let it go. As a result, after struggling to land, he died suddenly under a willow tree.
If he gave up the book box, the middle-aged scholar might be able to survive.
Mei Wenxin thought of this, hesitated for a moment, and slowly shook his head.
The middle-aged scholar was reluctant to give up a box of gold.
Just like he, Mei Wenxin, is just as reluctant to part with him now.
Even though I knew it was stained with blood.
Mei Wenxin struggled with it for half an hour, and finally picked up the book box, returned home, and hid the gold.
After doing this, before dawn, he took the shovel from home and left the city again.
When he returned to Yangliu Bank, Mei Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief and saw that everything was the same as when he left. The middle-aged scholar was cold all over and was lying there dead.
Mei Wenxin bent down and saluted the middle-aged scholar's body, murmuring "Don't be weird", then dug a big hole directly under the willow tree and buried the middle-aged scholar's body in it.
By the time Mei Wenxin finished all this, sweating profusely, it was already dark.
He rushed home as quickly as possible, as if nothing had happened, and he did not dare to look at the bronze mirror that was always facing up and covering the desk. He covered his head and fell asleep until noon.
After waking up, Mei Wenxin did not leave the room. He just sat blankly in front of the desk, staring blankly at the bronze mirror, but did not even touch it. He always kept it covered with the back side up.
appearance.
Mei Wenxin's appearance attracted the attention of his wife and daughter, and he managed it with a forced smile.
The whole day, he had almost no water, and the scenes he had seen on the bank of the turbulent willows appeared in his mind.
Every time Mei Wenxin recalled the two people who were fighting to the death on that passenger boat, he would find that the face of one of them had changed to his look.
Or the businessman pretending to be a middle-aged scholar, or the boatman who wanted to make money and kill himself.
Every time, Mei Wenxin felt that he had died once before, instead of being stabbed and then drowned in the water;
Holding the heavy book box, he climbed up to the shore with difficulty, and then his heart seemed to be clenched and crushed by black hands, and he died in the end.
It's a death anyway.
"Ah~"
Mei Wenxin woke up with a start, only to find that he was covered in night sweats.
He opened the window and found that the bright moon was hanging high outside and it was already late at night.
Mei Wenxin was in a trance, fell asleep directly on the desk, and in the nightmare, and slept until midnight.
And, it’s time for the bronze mirror to develop.
Mei Wenxin gritted his teeth, walked back to the desk, and with trembling hands, opened the bronze mirror that had been covered all day.