Early morning of the second day.
The sun had just risen and was hanging in the sky. A few clouds were floating in the sky, adding a bit of color to the still slightly dim world.
farmhouse.
Lieshan Hall.
At the gate of the town, Tian Yan was dressed in the suit of Zhou Yu, with long hair shawl, yellow robe flowing in the wind, a delicate face, a long sword at his waist, a piano case on his back, and riding a horse with snow-white hair.
On the other side, Wei Zhuang was dancing wildly in a gold-plated black robe, sitting on a black horse, with a shark-tooth sword at his waist. His white hair was flying, and he looked extremely domineering.
It was time to set off, and Tian Yan had already arranged many matters, including the 67,000 stones of refined salt.
"Breaking Dawn, this is a good name." Wei Zhuang said lightly, pulling the reins with one hand, sitting down and the black horse neighing, pawing the ground with its front hooves.
"Is this why you woke me up at dawn to hurry up?" Tian Yan complained rather resentfully to Wei Zhuang.
After pondering for a long time, he never found an answer to this kind of question.
"Mr. Wei Yan, please." Wei Zhuang's voice was cold and he looked straight ahead.
After saying that, he flicked his riding whip and took the lead in setting off.
His deep eyes were like sharp swords, staring straight ahead, moving forward indomitably, as if he could see through the mountains, rivers, and the country, directing his gaze directly to the place he wanted to observe.
Who was the last person to tease him like this?
After thinking about it, it was Han Fei...
Suddenly he didn't want to continue thinking about it.
This is the best of times and the worst of times.
All the heroes rise up together, and the talented people are like carps crossing the river.
Tian Yan shook his head, swung his whip as well, sat down on his horse, and followed him like a sharp white arrow.
She specifically told her that she didn't need anyone else to see her off today, so none of them came.
As for the supplies needed on the road, she also prepared them and put them in the warehouse of the Wanjie Trading Platform.
…
night.
The moon is bright.
Stars hung in the sky.
Two people who had been traveling all day stopped by a forest to feed their horses and rest.
Two horses, one black and one white, were fed and then led to two trees respectively.
Wei Zhuang was wearing a black robe under him, his white hair fluttering in the evening breeze, looking up at the stars, his handsome face combined with his domineering temperament, the shark-tooth sword lying quietly next to his master, this sword full of evil spirit The angry and domineering sword lay quietly beside its owner, waiting for the next chance to drink blood.
It is common for children in Jianghu to eat and sleep in the open.
But at this moment, Wei Zhuang frowned slightly, glanced at the camouflage green tent set up by Tian Yan next to him, and fell into deep thought.
"Mr. Wei Zhuang, would you like a tent?" Inside the tent, Tian Yan stuck his face out and smiled at Wei Zhuang.
Wei Zhuang did not reply, but still looked up at the stars coldly, probably because he was so... handsome?
It was bitingly cold, and the night wind that could blow through a person's clothes even penetrated him, but he didn't seem to feel it.
Tian Yan smiled, took out another tent that had been set up in the Wanjie Trading Platform, and placed it next to his own tent.
Then he returned to his tent.
"How did you do that?" Tian Yan had just returned to the tent when he heard Wei Zhuang's cold and magnetic voice, whose tone remained unchanged for thousands of years, coming from outside the tent.
"Is this important?" Tian Yan asked calmly. At this moment, she had curled up in her sleeping bag and was getting ready to sleep.
Wei Zhuang didn't know how to continue the topic.
Because he is usually the one who ends the topic.
"Once upon a time, very far away, I believed in one thing very firmly...
Until, I got to where I am now. "Tian Yan was lying in the tent, closing his eyes comfortably, and opened his mouth to answer Wei Zhuangdao.
The cold evening wind picked up a few leaves and blew them through the jungle.
“Until, I saw more and more things, and at one moment I suddenly realized that I seemed to have been living in a world shrouded in illusion.
The world I once believed in was completely different from the real world.
It was as if the previous experience of firm belief was a beautiful dream, like being caught in a particularly real illusion.
In the end, I realized that everything was just wishful thinking after I saw the world wrongly. Tian Yan murmured softly with a smile on his lips.
For some reason, she felt a little want to laugh when she talked about her former self.
I want to laugh inexplicably.
An answer, or a murmur?
“The earth nourishes all things, and Shen Nong is immortal.
Is this your choice? "Wei Zhuang's calm voice sounded again outside the tent, where he was lying.
So that’s it.
Prince...
General...
Would you rather have the seed?
In Wei Zhuang's sight, several dark clouds drifted past.
In fact, what are a few small clouds compared to the huge sky?
How can the vastness of the sky be understood by the sparrows on the ground, and how can it be covered by a few remaining clouds?
The bright moon and the scorching sun all think so.
Even these few dark clouds can cover an area, making it difficult for the people below to see the clear sky and bright light.
Hiding the sun and moon above, deceiving the common people below.
"What are you going to do?" Wei Zhuang asked out of nowhere.
"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.
I am going to hang the most noble one among them in his magnificent palace..." Tian Yan finally murmured.
It's like talking in sleep.
She was going to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would be a good day.
"You are so confident, will you be sad if you lose?" Wei Zhuang asked. He stood up, picked up his sword, and walked towards the tent Tian Yan prepared for him.
He is a man of few words, but with many people, he actually talks a lot.
For example, Gai Nie.
For example, Master Guiguzi.
For example... Han Fei.
Time seems to have returned to that moment. When the two of them, one black and one white, teamed up to defeat Black and White Xuanjian, the senior brother had said similar words.
He is a man who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
In order to realize his ideal, he can do whatever is necessary.
Everyone in the world, including himself, thinks so.
In the battle between Guigu and Zongheng, he had already obtained the sword manual of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword from his master.
It seemed like he had won.
It's not because he defeated Gai Nie, but because Gai Nie gave up.
But he was still so persistent in wanting to defeat Ge Nie.
Do you care more about Guigu and victory or defeat, or do you care more about Gai Nie?
What he was going to do next, with his sharp eyesight, it was impossible for him not to know that he would definitely lose, but he still did it.
Do you care more about South Korea or Honglian who has lost everything?
For Liusha's ideal of "implementing the laws of heaven and earth without slacking off, using techniques to detect treachery, and using punishment to stop punishment.", he alone supports Liusha today.
Do you care more about the law or Han Fei?
Human beings are inherently complex and unpredictable.
These questions may never have answers.
Maybe these problems themselves are just illusions...
"Why did I lose?
I will stand with the most powerful force in the world.
Li Shu's anger can turn the world upside down! "
