"Can we really go back?" Yang Fan looked at the soldiers searching and rescuing around him, feeling a little uneasy. "How about we help them? Shovel dirt and carry bricks."
"You can go ahead if you want. Anyway, I will die suddenly if I don't rest."
Ji Qingge felt the fatigue that seemed to come from the depths of his soul and yawned feebly.
Xiyun felt particularly unhappy because she couldn't find Luna. When she heard Yang Fan's words, she sarcastically said from the side, "We are almost exhausted. Do you think everyone can fish all the way like you?"
"Where did I catch the fish?" Yang Fan's eyes widened and he retorted, "Without me, the agreement hall would have collapsed long ago, okay?"
"Is the Agreement Hall still there?"
"Well...then what can I do? There was a white light in the sky, knocking down all the houses!"
Yang Fan cried out for injustice, "I don't know which Zerg was killed a thousand times. It's really a loss of conscience."
Ji Qingge coughed twice when he heard this, waved his hands guiltily, and defended Yang Fan hypocritically.
"Okay, okay, Yang Fan is just kind-hearted, he is still young and ignorant."
"...Are you trying to blame me, Qing?"
Yang Fan felt that Ji Qingge's excuse was worse than Xiyun's slap on his face.
"Yeah, what's the matter? Do you have any opinions?"
"without."
"That's it, oh, that's right, wolf." Ji Qingge suddenly turned his head and looked at the wolf walking at the back, whose presence had inexplicably increased a lot, "What did you do just now? Why does your body smell so good? Your face. It seems to look a lot better.”
"It accidentally fell into the pond of the Ministry of Chemical Industry."
The wolf's mental state was a little depressed, but for some reason, Ji Qingge found a strange charm on his face.
what's the situation?
Ji Qingge shuddered unconsciously. Is there something wrong with his brain?
"Anyway, let's go back and rest for a while."
It's daybreak, and the twilight on the edge begins to fade. A little light rises from the mountains in the distance, seeming to announce the end of everything.
The four young people walked and walked through the ruins, occasionally finding a few surviving students. There were only a few ruins left in the prosperous commercial street in the past, and only the growth rings of the perennial green trees on the roadside were left. The supermarket that had tricked Yang Fan many times also disappeared. With the help of Xiyun, the exhausted young man found the smooth-talking and sinister clerk from a pile of collapsed paint buckets, although his parts below the waist had been eaten away. Although, Yang Fan kindly took off his clothes and covered his face.
"Maybe, I mean maybe."
The young man remembered how this man had complained to his mother who was far away in the suburbs about his low salary the day before yesterday, and at the same time calculated a few extra kilograms of energy liquid for himself, "Maybe he is a good person."
"Maybe."
Xiyun shrugged boredly, "Let's go."
She is an evil god made of millions of flesh and blood, and she is used to death and disappearance in her bones.
Although Xiyun, Lang, and the notorious Ning Yun were essentially good people, sometimes Yang Fan felt that he was the only normal person in this so-called "special class".
There used to be Ah Qing, but I don’t know when she started to change.
Why?
Yang Fan looked at the backs of those walking in front, and confusion as thick as the sea grew in his heart.
It hurts when you bleed, you feel scared when you see death, and you stop when you win. Isn't this the most basic common sense?
What happened to them? Are you sick?
"Hey, what are you doing? Follow me!"
"Oh, it's coming, it's coming."
Although confused, Yang Fan still followed.
Why do you think so much?
Anyway, I have saved everything I can, and I don’t owe others anything.
Everyone continued to walk in the direction that they could temporarily call "home". During this period, the greedy girl noisily asked the wolf for the delicious barbecue on the table that day before the disaster happened. After getting the bad news, she sighed sadly and started to give it to her. Others were looking for trouble, which indirectly gave the angry Xiyun an excuse to go wild. For a moment, the dilapidated ruins around him became even more miserable, as the corpses were repeatedly whipped by black steel tentacles and wind blade sound waves.
They walked and walked on the way home, and when the moon in the sky was about to sink into the western mountains, they finally saw the shadow of the small courtyard.
"Oh, look at that, look at that!"
Xiyun suddenly shouted excitedly. When the wolf saw the two people in the distance, he couldn't help but cover his face with a headache.
The two demons standing in front of the small courtyard, who could they be if they weren't his supreme master and his sister who had been stabbed a thousand times?
How can this small courtyard accommodate your feet? The wolf howled in his heart, please let me live a peaceful life for a while!
Although the wolf begged in his heart, his noble master still ignored it and entered the courtyard of the unspeakable person as Luna watched.
"They're in."
Ji Qingge yawned, "Let's go and go to bed."
She missed that big bed with moderate softness and firmness.
But today is a very weird day, and nothing goes smoothly.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Ji Qingge looked at Luna who stopped her with her tail with an unhappy look on her face, "Looking for trouble?"
"Please wait a moment." For some reason, Luna's fake smile was more hypocritical than usual. She looked at the three people present except New Year's Eve Yun with indifferent eyes, "There are some private matters to be dealt with."
"This is our yard, our house."
Ji Qingge pointed to the earth, "Our White Emperor Star."
"Why don't you let us in?"
"Yes, yes." Yang Fan echoed from behind, "Why don't you let us in?"
The two of them had high voices, but in Luna's eyes they looked like clowns. After dragging Xiyun away like a cat, she turned around and ignored them.
Her attitude made Ji Qingge even more furious, and the anger that arose in anticipation of sleep turned into a giant blade of macro energy, and was about to strike at Luna's head.
The moment the knife was about to hit the ground, an unexpected person gently caught Ji Qingge's attack.
"that......"
The thick scarlet liquid wrapped around Ji Qingge's arm like seaweed, preventing her from going any further.
The wolf smiled bitterly and persuaded, "They seem to really have something to talk about, so just wait outside now."
After saying that, he added, "The day after tomorrow I will ask my family to send you two snowy mountain oxen, the highest-grade ones."
Ji Qingge said nothing, just stared at the wolf, and when he loosened his restraints, he withdrew the giant blade.
"I want the two with the fattest thighs."
"It's easy to talk about."
The wolf sighed, took out a chair from the storage space, and sat down slumped.
Judging from His Majesty's reaction, that person should be that one.
Did that being who couldn't even mention his name actually get along with him for several months?
Thinking of this, the wolf couldn't help but shudder.
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It's almost dawn.
The tea is also brewed.
In the deepest part of the dark sky, a faint light gradually appeared, and the white clouds covered by the night silently walked out of the black fog, slowly emerging like a long-lost old friend.
"Coming."
The man had already anticipated her arrival, so he made another pot of good tea and filled several bowls of snacks for her.
"sit down."
His tone was gentle, just as she remembered, "You should be tired too."
A bright moon, a small courtyard, a stone table, a pair of old friends, and a wisp of old dreams.
Lilith had been looking forward to the reunion for thousands of years, and it finally became a reality within her reach at this moment.
He just sat there quietly, not going anywhere, like a lake in winter, stagnant, unable to escape or be taken away.
In the expectation, Lilith should look at him from a distance, with a smile as bright as a flower, with tears in her eyes, and then rush towards him regardless of her own safety, and say those words to him, which have been brewing for thousands of years, and which she has been calling even in her dreams. sentence.
"You're back."
But a sweet dream is a sweet dream after all. When it came to such a dream-like ending, Lilith lost her words for a moment and could only sit down hesitantly, looking at his eyes that were silent in the deepest part. She was thinking a lot in her heart, but was forced to do it. She became the most hated spectator in her life.
"The tea you are drinking is called Tian Qinghuang."
The man poured a cup of tea for her and smiled when he saw her expression at this moment. "It is said that the fairy tea was given to a scholar who was about to die of thirst in ancient times by a woman he met in the Gobi. It has a refreshing taste and a hidden floral fragrance. It tastes like wine at first but has a gentle aftertaste, so I think it should suit your taste."
"When I got this tea, I had just turned 600 years old. That day, a true scholar came to me with it and asked me to teach him the principles of sages. I remember what he said at that time: To clean up the king? To help the world?"
"After listening to what he said, I said to him, 'I don't even understand it myself, so how can I teach you? Isn't this nonsense?'"
"But he doesn't believe it and insists on doing it. Then I have no choice but to teach him hard. Every day I tell him something like, 'Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.' He said nonsense like "Bang Ze is not waiting for his chance," but as time went by, he really misunderstood me as the kind of good gentleman who could teach him real things, and I also inexplicably developed the illusion that I could save him."
"Then, then, one day, he suddenly wanted to find trouble with a bandit."
"I advised him. I said, can you offend the emperor's son who was raised by a beggar and whose family was ruined by eunuchs? Can you afford to offend him? You can't afford to offend him."
"If you can't afford to offend him, just stay away from him. Don't make yourself uncomfortable."
"But he just wouldn't listen. No matter how hard I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen. He insisted on saying such slanderous words as 'He has great hatred in his heart and only knows the suffering of the people and does not know the happiness of the people'. He pulled a lot of people along. Friends go out and raise the flag to rebel.”
"Then tell me, can this have a good outcome? Then tell me, how can anyone control what is destined to happen on this day?"
"No tricks, really no tricks."
"I remember it snowed heavily that day. I ran to the gate of the city and wanted to ask the gatekeeper for two ounces of wine money. I just got the money and was thinking about which store to buy peanuts. By chance, I looked up. I saw my unlucky student’s head being nailed to the city wall for the entertainment of the fellow villagers who came and went.”
"The first thing my student likes to read in his life, and the second thing is to mess with his unfortunate hair, which is longer than a girl and as smooth as mop threads. Every morning early in the morning, he likes to carry a book, read poems, and hold a The big cottonwood comb was tossing his hair, sometimes pulling it in one stroke, sometimes pulling it in that stroke, as if it were his own son's precious hair."
"But you know what's fun?"
"The last time I saw him, his hair had been shaved off."
"It's so bare. If you look at the city gate from the east street entrance from a distance, those who know it know it's a head, but those who don't know think someone hung their own dirty round stool on the city wall."
"I was so happy that I laughed so hard that the bandit and scoundrel next to me praised me. He said that I was a 'righteous boy', a person who could distinguish between love and hate, and an orthodox member of the Tian family. I didn't hear the specifics. I just I gave that bitch a sour salute and went home to drink and eat."
The man became happier as he talked, smiling happily while eating snacks. On the table in front of him were a teacup with only remaining leaves and an empty jade pot.
"Then, since then, I have never touched this bag of Tianqinghuang. Occasionally, when I am addicted to tea, I just take it out to smell it through the oil paper, and put it back after a while."
"..."
"What’s wrong with you?"
Lilith finally spoke. The man's state was so abnormal that she temporarily forgot her fear of meeting again.
"Me? Me? Nothing happened to me, I just drank too much tea."
He leaned forward like a drunken man and tapped the jade pot in front of him, "In the past, I drank one cup after another, but this is the last package. I think it won't be a problem to drink more... ..”
The tea leaves in the jade pot were full of vitality and emerald green. Lilith intuitively felt that it was not a mortal thing. However, she tried her best to find out the abnormality in the pot.
"You...you want to know what this is?"
The man noticed Lilith's movement and turned the jade cup in front of him upside down. The emerald green tea leaves scattered on the table with his movement, exuding a crystal shimmer.
"This tea, this tea I drank." He paused, seeming to have forgotten something, "The name of this tea is..."
"What is this tea called?"
"Let me think about it..."
"Ah, right."
"Red dust grinds."
"The name of this tea is Hongchen Nian."
"There is a place that is soaked by thunder and lightning and roasted by fire all year round."
"It is a place that is forever blocked by the heaven. It is full of wind and rain all year round, with lightning and thunder. The cries of all living beings will be thrown here by the filter of hell. The false gods deep in the clouds will pour here every night. Whisper, it is the most noisy place in the world, so noisy that even the most sane people will be driven crazy by the babble around them if they exist there for even a moment.”
"Yet there, disembodied gray elves thrive."
"They are native and the only living beings there. Nothing can harm them there. They have the greatest power in the world and the power to control thousands of lives and deaths."
"They are a race favored by heaven. They are supposed to be immortal and immortal, but all gray elves will die at the moment when their consciousness takes shape."
"Do you know what the conditions are for their consciousness to form?"
Lilith just looked at him quietly.
"They can listen and hear their entire lives from the cries of sentient beings. If any one of them feels pain, the one with the most pain will give birth to the most primitive consciousness and become a unique existence in that place."
"Then why do they die?"
"Because it hurts." The man said softly, "It is the person who is most eager to save who makes them live, and at the same time they also know death."
"He hurts, and so do they."
"They were in pain and wanted to save him."
"To save him, we can only use our body to hit the hardest barrier of heaven."
"One, two, most of the gray elves will dissipate and die in the third blow, but occasionally there will be those who can survive the fourth blow."
"Those who can hit the fourth blow will leave a trace of vitality after death. That vitality is originally useless, but as long as someone is willing to collect it, one, two, three, until there are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. Vitality, ninety-nine are unified, and the vitality is gathered together, and those who are willing can get a seed from it."
He was as lazy as ever, but Lilith still found some fatigue in his eyes.
"There are two tribes in the far north who have a feud with each other. One of them is black blood, and the other is white blood. Whenever the harsh winter is approaching and war comes, the warriors of the two tribes will fight in the snow valley until the last person is left."
"Those who survive will become the new emperor, and those who die will turn into nutrients in the soil after the arrival of spring, nourishing this valley that is only cold in the cold winter."
"Whenever the number of people killed in a certain war in the Snow Valley exceeds one million, the blood of black and white will intertwine and fuse in the early spring, turning into a gold and silver Tusheng flower. It is the most beautiful flower I have ever seen. During the day Sometimes it is as dark as an abyss, and in the dark night it shines like a holy light.”
"Pick the stamens of the Tu Sheng flower and grind them repeatedly on the Sadness Stone with Futian wood for three days and three nights, and you will get a drop of red lamp oil."
"The light produced by the lamp oil is the most turbid, and the most innocent child will be distorted under its illumination."
"And then..."
He stood up and stretched.
"Once upon a time, there was a loving couple who regarded each other as more important than their own lives. As time passed by, the husband couldn't bear to see his wife's aging face, so he picked up his ax and sickle and headed to the highest building. Searching the mountains for a goddess who is said to grant all wishes.”
"After going through untold hardships and twists and turns, relying on his longing and love for his wife, he finally climbed up the mountain and saw the supreme goddess."
"'As a reward for climbing up the sacred mountain to see me, I can grant you a wish.' The goddess said to her husband who was kneeling on the ground."
"The husband wanted to make a wish for him and his wife to have eternal life and be together forever, but he was worried that the changes in the world would separate him from his wife."
"So, after thinking about it all, 'I want to be with my wife for the rest of my life and never be separated.' The man who loved his wife said this, with the light in his eyes shining brighter than the sun."
"The goddess agreed, but she must first seek her wife's opinion."
"Of course the wife will agree, the husband thought so and returned home happily."
"My wife is dead."
"My wife died after the goddess arrived."
"The wife drank a bowl of poison, and only the wife in this world can prepare the poison."
"The grief-stricken husband climbed back up the mountain and questioned the goddess, asking her if she was the murderer of his wife."
"To the rude husband, the goddess just said indifferently that she was afraid."
"She is willing to love you, but she is not willing to love you forever. She cannot bear to refuse your wish that you have worked so hard to get, so she can only escape your persistence through death."
"When the husband heard this, he was silent for a long time. After the sun set for the third time, he made his wish to the goddess again."
"Although my wife is not willing to love me forever, my enemy is definitely willing to hate me forever."
"So, let me and my enemy be entangled forever until death."
"The goddess agreed, and so did the enemy."
"The enemy is the person who reached the top of the mountain a step later than the husband. He lost all his wealth because of it, so he is the person who hates his husband the most in the world."
"The first life, the second life, the third life, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years."
"Two people who couldn't lose their memories kept starting over, fighting each other for countless years. The weapons in their hands changed from swords to guns, and from guns to abacus, and the cycle started over and over again."
"Time flies, and the two mortal enemies never end well. They either die together, or they commit suicide after losing the meaning of their existence after the death of the other party. They have forgotten their original names, the reasons for their hatred, and even So, they can recognize each other, but they can’t recognize who is the husband and who is the enemy.”
"This situation stopped one afternoon when a disabled girl who was either her husband or an enemy was born."
"She cannot move, speak, or control her expressions. The only way to communicate with the outside world is to use her only little finger to dip in ink and write and draw on paper."
"She was abandoned by her parents."
"She was sent to an orphanage."
"She met a little boy who radiated kindness."
"That boy was the only one willing to be close to her and take care of her."
"She's in love with him."
"He fell in love with her too."
"This kind of love is so precious and rare for them, who have lived for countless years and have been numb in pain and hatred, that when they discovered each other's identities, they proposed the word 'truce' for the first time in their lives. .”
"Of course, they still didn't end well, and even though they habitually ended each other's lives, the boy and the girl loved each other passionately and deeply."
"From then on, the two of them still ended up unhappy, but from that life on, when the two of them killed each other, they would shed a drop of transparent tears unconsciously."
"Life, fire, tears."
"Seeds, sunshine, rivers."
"The seed grew stronger and stronger under the sunshine and the river. I waited for a long time, and it finally grew into a towering tree."
"Every time at the junction of winter and spring, a few leaves will grow from the thinnest branches on the tree. Those leaves will be picked off and soaked in the underground pool for a while, and the only thing in the world will be made. Some are crushed in the world of mortals."
"Then." Lilith walked up to him, looked into his tired eyes, and asked, "Can it help you remember who you are?"
"I...I don't recognize you, and I'm worried."
Lilith really had too many things to say to him. She wanted to ask which one was his real name. She wanted to ask where he had been over the years. She wanted to ask what he had experienced and suffered over the years. What pains, what things have been lost, and who can still be remembered.
He had been gone for so long, so long that she almost forgot the specific age. So long that at this moment, she really wanted to hide in his arms and let go of the grievances and grievances that she had never vented over the years. She cried and yelled out in pain. There were so many things she wanted to do, but in the end she just hugged him gently and asked him if he needed her help.
"me..."
At first, the man named "Ning Yun" hugged the girl in front of him tightly after realizing what happened.
He wanted to answer her question, he wanted to tell her that Hongchen Nian was just a simple and barely addictive ordinary tea. He especially wanted to tell her that he was fine, he was really fine. Over the years, all the days, he He lived a good life, with no pain, no separation, and no one he could count but remembered clearly. People as important as the girl in front of him were killed by inevitable disasters, and from now on he could only live in his in memory.
He really, really wanted to say that to her.
He was indeed prepared to do this. He tried his best to prepare the brightest smile, but it only lasted less than half a second before he changed back to his poker face.
He didn't believe in evil and smiled again, but it was no use. He even forgot how to cry.
He couldn't laugh and cry, let alone cry and laugh.
"I really...I really didn't..."
The red dust poured out of cause and effect has never been medicine, it has never been medicine.
It is a poison that can make people forget themselves and all their marriages. It is a poison that cannot be cured even in the vast world and endless planes.
Everyone thought I had forgotten who I was, but the opposite was true, I never forgot my name.
But at the same time, those who loved me deeply and put all their chips on me, those who have left forever, were still calling my name until the last second before they died.
"Ah...Achai...Achai, I'm fine, I'm fine."
Ning Yun hugged Lilith and comforted softly, "Everything will be fine. So will you. So will I. Everything will be fine."
He was really tired. He needed the red dust and the poison that could make him temporarily forget those names.
But just this time, Ning Yunxin said, just once.
He never wanted to forget those names, he just needed a vacation to calm himself down.
So after the vacation is over, he will no longer run away from those names.
