Chapter 12 The Beginning of the Dream

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This bowl of medicinal soup is indeed extraordinary. In addition to relieving the fatigue of drunkenness, it can also temporarily make people's worries fade away, completely immersing them in sleep and being unable to get up for a long time.

The long-lost silence was enough to relieve Bai Feng's fierce fighting spirit and determination to stick to the right path. Because blindly trusting your intuition will not bring any good results, let alone stupid words when you are drunk?

Although he had been away from the danger of death for many days after arriving in Yuyi Town, he was inadvertently involved in another whirlpool - the civil strife in the seven towns, which was when heroes of all walks of life rose up.

Bai Feng's immature mind is experiencing complex lashings from the world and her own soul all the time. He has little experience, so he can easily go to extremes. Even if he is right, even if he has lofty ideals, it does not mean that he can accomplish anything now or in the future if he remains stuck in his ways and does not try to change.

It doesn't take long, just take a look at the ground beneath your feet. Is this place practical and considerate enough for him? But it also hides countless sins and karma.

A wealthy family seeking fame and reputation, a military general with evil intentions and ambitions, a gang that engages in smuggling business and endlessly grabs blood money.

Whether visible or not, these fires cannot be wiped out unless Yuyi Town ceases to exist, because they have long been integrated with Yuyi Town, and the people need them, and they also need the people.

If the human heart is like fire, then blood and sweat are like flames. They must allow the flames to be in the right place and truly serve as a beacon in the darkness, because the flames are extremely uncontrollable. If there is a slight gust of wind, it can ignite houses, crops, and human corpses arbitrarily, and then turn into Trampling on other people’s lives and hopes. After everything is burned away, the flames will burn back to themselves.

Yes, that’s how it should be! It's just that the road is rugged and full of thorns. It's hard to pull one foot out of the quagmire, but soon steps into another malicious trap. In the end, despite being covered in mud and scars, they were able to make it all the way to the end impartially. How many people have truly achieved enlightenment?

Shifting back and forth between several places, Bai Feng was exhausted physically and mentally. After drinking the medicine that night, he slept on the bed and slept until noon the next day.

After waking up on the bed, he opened his eyes and looked at the particularly dazzling sunlight outside the door and window. He felt as if he had had a big spring and autumn dream, so much so that he forgot how long it had been.

He vaguely remembered the drunken words he shouted loudly last night, and then suddenly patted his forehead, which was still troubled by the hangover, stood up immediately, and said: "The Rat Hunchback said he would send someone today, what time is it now?" Already?"

He knew clearly that there was no one around him, but he still expected someone to respond to him. He looked around again and found that there was indeed no one. Then he walked out of the house and looked in the direction of the scorching sun. He made a rough judgment and said: "The sun is so high, it won't be possible." Is it already noon?"

The young swordsman naturally went to the next room and knocked on the door curtain, looking for Murong Yan. Murong Yan was also waiting in the room at that time. As if she had planned the time, she calmly walked over to open the door and said, "Brother Feng, are you finally awake?"

"Yan'er, did a little boy who looked like a beggar come to look for me just now?" Bai Feng asked eagerly: "I don't know why I slept for so long?"

"He came here and left when he saw you hadn't gotten up yet." After Murong Yan said this, she was about to close the wooden door when the young swordsman couldn't help it anymore and threw himself forward, then slammed the door shut.

Bai Feng grabbed Murong Yan's arm that was just about to close the door, forcing her to stand firmly where she was, and asked: "You lied to me. If they don't complete what their eldest brother Shutuozi told him, there is no way they will leave!"

"Brother Feng!" Murong Yan cried out in pain, frowning, trying to escape with all her strength.

"Who did he leave with?"

"It's Miss Lou. I'll tell her what's going on, and now I can go borrow troops to suppress the bandits. You don't have to worry about these things, and you don't need to risk your life, just for the meaningless truth!"

"What medicine did you give me last night?"

"Please, don't ask." Murong Yan looked at the other party pitifully, trying to win some sympathy, but seeing that the other party obviously did not accept this trick, after a while, she changed her face and asked the young swordsman who carried him last night With all his strength, he pushed the other party away, and with the help of the delicate and frail young lady's body, he spoke the most vehement and vicious words.

"Then what should I do so that you don't die?" Murong Yan gasped, looking at the other party with disdain, and then said: "Hehehe, Brother Feng, you are really a fool, you are worse than A Guang They are even more stupid. It’s not just a day or two that they have formed a clique for personal gain. If they can really stop it, why has it not changed in a hundred years? Since everyone’s purpose is to protect Yuyi Town, even if they continue to be duplicitous, what’s the point? Why not? Our home, you said, this will be our home... If everyone is gone, how can we still have a home?"

Before she finished speaking, Murong Yan burst into tears.

Only then did Bai Feng finally wake up and realize how reckless and naive he was. He walked to Murong Yan and wanted to apologize to her, but Murong Yan refused and turned away, shrugging and twitching.

This time, the always peaceful and kind-hearted Xianbei witch was really annoyed. There was a precedent of failure to persuade Fu Wentao, which made Murong Yan mentally prepared. However, she still could not accept the meaningless act of losing her life.

No matter whose life it is, to her, death is a tragedy, and dying meaninglessly is an even greater tragedy.

Bai Feng pondered for a moment, not knowing what kind of mysterious power was guiding him. Maybe it was out of gratitude for the other person's kindness, or maybe he was still too drunk last night. All in all, he suddenly walked up, gently hugged the other party's waist, and said repentantly: "I'm sorry, I'm arrogant, short-sighted, and have never thought about what happens after death..."

The miko-sama also stopped sobbing instantly, and slowly turned around as if sensing some message. With a shy face, she only had eyes for him, and said: "It's okay, the matter has been resolved. I believe General Yao and the others will return victorious soon."

"Can I...can I kiss you? Yan'er..."

"Hmm... ok..."

I don't know when it started. When they saw each other, they always felt like they were separated by several layers of hazy gauze. It feels like you can see clearly, but you can't tell the difference. Nowadays, the distance between them is getting closer and closer...

Bai Feng kissed Murong Yan's forehead. This process was very short, but it condensed a lot of emotions, because within a few moments, an almost crazy voice came from outside the door.

"It's going bad, it's going bad!" This was followed by several consecutive knocks on the door, which shocked the two of them and returned to their normal behavior in an instant.

Murong Yan let out a few long breaths, thinking that the guy outside the door was about to break in. Fortunately, Bai Feng had just closed the door. So she smiled mischievously at Bai Feng with a lucky smile, which was the fun between the two of them, and then answered the door.

The "madman" outside the door is actually no one else but their good friend Ajuan.

"A bag of pollen is missing from my house. It would be terrible if someone takes it away!" Ajuan said, "Have you seen it?"

"No, I haven't seen it." Murong Yan replied expressionlessly: "Brother Feng, have you seen it?"

"Haha." Bai Feng said with a self-deprecating smile: "I must have eaten it in my stomach?"

"Mr. Bai, why are you eating that food?" Ajuan asked doubtfully.

"Of course it smells delicious, so just eat some..." Bai Feng looked at Murong Yan and said: "There is one thing I still want to understand. I want to go to Shutuozi, but Yan'er wants to Come with me?"

"That's natural!" Murong Yan replied matter-of-factly: "Next time you go to any place with fun and entertainment, I will go there, don't even think about getting yourself drunk secretly."

Before he finished speaking, Ajuan also started making noises and wanted to go out to play, but Bai Feng decisively refused, saying: "Miss Ajuan can't go anywhere. This is Brother Zhao's order, and I don't dare to disobey him. "

After saying that, Bai Feng led Murong Yan out of the house. Ajuan was left crying and resentful, shouting: "Okay, you two will work together to bully the slave family! Humph, get married and leave here quickly, I don't want to see you!"