The next day, early morning.
Phew!
The sudden flapping of wings was slightly muffled, but it also awakened Ling Ye's eyebrows. However, he did not immediately open his sleepy eyes, but closed them tightly to relieve his fatigue. He was still lying there, still in the same position as last night, but he didn't know when he fell asleep and whether he felt the cold night.
When he slowly opened his sleepy eyes, the female bird that had been looking at him immediately tilted her head to the other side. After that, she tilted her head and kept looking at him. She was obviously interested in Ling Ye. The "little thing" was very curious.
Ling Ye was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the bird's nest.
"Hey." The male bird immediately jumped forward a little, but he placed a big fat worm in his mouth on the edge of the nest. Afterwards, he looked back and forth between Ling Ye and the fat worm. Obviously, It was a signal to Ling Ye to look at the fat insect that was turning over on the edge of the nest and trying to crawl away.
"Hey." The male bird tilted its head because it saw that Ling Ye was not moving. Then it tilted its little head and looked at Ling Ye twice, and then directly moved its mouth to pick up the fat insect that was about to escape and put it back to its original place. position, and then gently urged Ling Ye: "Hey."
Ling Ye fell into deep silence, and now even the two fledgling little guys stretched their heads out from under their mother's body: "Hey, hey."
Curious questions are naturally beyond the comprehension of human beings, but after being silent for a while, Ling Ye slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, then reached out to pick up the fat worm that was trying to crawl away and ate it into his mouth.
"Hey." The family looked at it curiously, probably wondering why Ling Ye didn't swallow the food directly but chewed it with his mouth.
"Hmm." Ling Ye closed his eyes and swallowed all the juice and meat in his mouth. Afterwards, he looked at the little family with a smile.
"Hey." The male father and the female mother tilted their heads twice in succession, and then they saw the male father turned around and jumped back to the side of the family, and the female mother had already protected the two little guys under her body, and turned around Rest snuggled up with your loved one.
Ling Ye saw it and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Although it was faint, it was better than nothing. He was truly smiling. Then he was seen cautiously climbing up to sit up, holding the tree with his left hand, pushing his temple with his right hand and shaking his head a few times.
"Hey." The two parents looked curiously, but Ling Ye only smiled at them and couldn't answer. Then he took a deep look at them and climbed down the tree...
…
A corner of Guangxi, hidden in the mountains and forests.
It's a cloudy day.
The Wan Du Sect held a grand funeral in the main hall of Shanfu. Looking at the members of the sect kneeling in the hall, you can see that there are black coffins lined up in the hall, and the main coffin is specially placed in front.
"Dad..." The leader of the cult, Jiang Wenyuan, knelt in front of the soul alone, and his son Jiang Chongzhi knelt behind him. But how could this little boy understand sorrow? I just looked at my father holding the incense and crying, not knowing that he was heartbroken. At that time, Jiang Wenyuan couldn't help but gritted his teeth in anger, and without waiting for the tears to fall, he knelt down: "But if I find out, my body will be cut into thousands of pieces! In order to avenge... the blood sea!"
The words of hatred were bitten out from between the teeth, while the trembling hands and incense sticks could only be calmed down with blood.
There are seven elders in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, but now there are only three people kneeling in the front, all of whom have their eyes closed and meditate.
In addition, there were three hundred members of the congregation, extending all the way out of the hall. I also saw white silk dancing on the square, and towers with dark lotus reflections everywhere.
Perhaps, what spread outside the palace was not Jiang Wenyuan's heartfelt voice or vows, but the wind of hatred spreading to the outside world...
…
Taishan sect, the back mountain is the cemetery. Now, more members have been added.
Nowadays, those who have passed away have been buried, but those who see them off are unwilling to move. It can be seen that among the hundreds of people with their heads tied with white silk ribbons, they are all grieved and unwilling to see her. Some even more powerful people shed tears, and only the head lady can be seen. Shan Wenxue looked at her gloomily, her teeth gnashing deeply, her knuckles already turning blue in her hands clasped in her sleeves...
…
Hengshan faction, meeting hall.
Right in the main hall, on the left side of the desk.
At the moment, Wang Mengke, the daughter of the Hengshan sect, is wiping the sweat from her father Wang Gaoyang's forehead with the warm white towel in her hand.
Now, although Wang Gaoyang's complexion seems to have improved, and he is sitting upright almost like an ordinary person, his breath is weak, his eyes are deep and dull, and he completely lacks the subtle body movements that ordinary people should have, so he stands next to Wang Mengke. The maid serving the water beside him never dared to look at him, for fear that her untimely peek would disrupt the gradually calming atmosphere in Wang Gaoyang's body. Or... the reason why she didn't dare to raise her head to peek at the Lord was Han Junru, the wife of the head of the family, who was sitting at the right desk with her eyes closed in meditation. And what makes her rigorous and nervous... may be the head brother Wang Pingyue, who is sitting at the right end of the hall with a gloomy face, eyes closed, waiting for everything. It may be that he is sitting opposite Wang Pingyue gloomily, watching his sister as her father. Wang Wenbin, who was wiping his sweat, could also be the formal disciples standing in the hall waiting for Han Junru to speak out as if they were the same enemy.
"Oh, okay, okay." Wang Wenbin finally couldn't bear to feel upset, but his words and deeds like waving his hands to calm down made his sister turn around and scold him: "Tsk."
"Report——!" Suddenly a long shout came from outside the door, and when everyone turned to look, the person who came to report also quickly broke into the hall, walked straight from the middle of the group of brothers to the front. He clasped his fists and returned to life: "Master! The junior fellow sent abroad has just sent back the news, saying that the three peaks of Songshan, Huashan, and Hengshan seem to be unwilling to pursue the matter further, and the junior fellow sent to Taishan for the funeral was stopped at the foot of the mountain by the opponent's disciples. Not allowed to climb the peak! Not only that, after the other party went to the peak to ask for instructions, they expelled our disciples on the spot!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Pingyue, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes angrily. Out of anger, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Asshole——"
"Bastard!" In an instant, Wang Pingyue suddenly yelled and shouted at the case, but he smashed his men's coffee table with one palm and asked the reporter angrily: "If these thieves hadn't insisted on it that day, We went to Jueqing Gate to settle old scores with that ruthless old man. How could we join forces and wade through this stinking muddy water?! Now it’s good! My brother was injured like this and he is like a living dead! And he and other thieves are willing to be just common men. !? This is simply too much! It makes me even more angry!"
Soon after he said it, Wang Pingyue was about to rush to the door in anger. Wang Wenbin suddenly became anxious, stood up and shouted: "Uncle!"
Wang Pingyue paused, and after gnashing his teeth on the spot, he turned around angrily and waved his hand: "What else can you say!? As the saying goes, every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. The consequences of any disaster will always be the fault of the instigator. ! That day he came here to fan the flames and ask for help, but now he has been avenged, but only I, Hengshan, have suffered a lot! How can there be such a simple thing in the world that I can't do anything about!? "
These remarks made Wang Wenbin feel angry, but now that the matter had come to this, he could only grit his teeth and hold back his anger.
"..." Wang Mengke fell into silence when she saw her brother Chen Manman clenching his left fist tightly. Although her clear eyes were looking down at the ground, the scarf in her hand still remained unwilling.
On the other hand, Wang Pingyue was angry precisely because he saw Wang Wenbin trying to hold his head and keep silent. However, before he could get angry, Han Junru over there slowly opened her cold eyes while gritting her teeth in a gloomy manner.
The sudden silence may be due to the murderous aura slowly spreading in the air, but the silence of everyone did not last long.
"Huh." Han Junru suddenly smiled coldly, but then his eyes were full of ferociousness, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "Mobile all personnel to jointly attack the remnants of the Jueqing Sect."
"What?!" Wang Wenbin was the first to look in shock and anger, but Wang Pingyue frowned, but it wasn't until Wang Mengke slowly pursed her lips and clenched her hands that Wang Pingyue looked sideways after a moment of silence. My own sister-in-law.
However, Han Junru did not look at anyone. Instead, after being silent for a moment, she slowly tightened her hands in her sleeves. She looked at an unknown person with an even colder look and said, "Send someone to guard the Qilian Mountains." , the bastard just came out...raise your head to see me!"
How can such a ferocious god come out of a beautiful woman's heart?
…
Wow——, Wow——
What is the purpose of the frightened bird in the forest? The origin is just a tree on the cliff. It is frightened and cannot move the clouds in the sky. It cannot disturb the group of people living there.
…
…
In the dark and dense forest, figures are trailing behind the dark curtain.
As ragged as duckweed, how can the road be bright...
…
To the northwest of Ganzhou, there is a remote place near the end of Kunlun. It is said that thirty members form a village and ninety households return to the town. But here... it is not big or small, forming a village.
That's the day, dusk is to be determined.
To the northwest of this village, on the cliff road in the distant Jingshan Mountain, a figure suddenly appeared. Even at the turning point of the cliff path, I wanted to walk, but stopped, and was silent for a long time. Then I looked up at the small village in front of me, which was surrounded by forests and mountains.
Looking at that pure land, there are only a few clumps of smoke.
Why don't you see anyone? Even though the stream outside the village is so clear, there are no living creatures to disturb it, let alone any noise?
"Perhaps..." The more Ling Ye looked, the more silent he became. It wasn't until an eagle soared in the distance that he remained silent and his eyes were silent.
There was no wind in the place where he could stand, but after a while, he turned around and left.
Looking at this road down the mountain, although it is winding and winding, it is the way to get there.
…
Qilian Mountain, autumn maple cliff.
Black boots and cliff-style dyed clothes, with hands behind her back, she looks unparalleled.
Chu Shiyun...where was he looking.
Perhaps, the past hidden in the deep pool of his eyes slowly converged into the figure that was walking into the darkness with its belly covered as the wind blew past.
…
That time, that place.
As the twilight became more and more colorful, Ling Ye slowly arrived at the eastern gate of the village. But at that glance, I saw that the village road was extremely deserted. Not to mention that no one had their doors open, and there was no big movement at all, let alone anyone walking or appearing on the village road.
Seeing this scene, Ling Ye could not help but remain silent. But soon, he stepped forward.
The loneliness when you walked through the gate, the deserted feeling when you stepped onto the village road, all turned into a tooth-breaking sound of wood scraping after seven steps: squeak——
As soon as this sound came out, Ling Ye paused in his steps, but he did not look back at the place where the sound came from behind and to his left. For some reason, he could sense it even without looking around: in that house, behind the door, the mother squatting behind the door was hugging her daughter involuntarily, and was holding her daughter tightly with her right hand. She covered the other person's mouth, not only because she was afraid that her daughter would make some extra noise at this time, but even she didn't dare to breathe more.
"..." Ling Ye fell into silence. He didn't know why this place was like this, and he couldn't estimate what kind of damage it had suffered. But there was silence here, or was it the person who had taught all the people in this village to be like this? Ling Ye, the source of the frightened bird, couldn't help but remain silent and could only take another step forward.
"It turns out that this so-called paradise... is just a barren land." The murmuring in his heart has become a habit for a long time, and what slowly rings in his ears is a sentence that an old friend said to him: Many people think that they are in a certain place. They have managed to escape fate all the time, but often they end up walking out of a sea of suffering and into another hell.
He remembered who that person was, but now, he could no longer remember what he looked like. It turns out that it can be so fast in a blink of an eye.
He couldn't help but feel sad, but everything in the past would only turn into hurt, and no amount of words could dissolve his paranoid knot, so he was so stubborn that he raised his head a little. This was his last stubbornness, just to not Let others see through the wall in his heart, the paper wall called fragility.
call……
But the cold wind has witnessed it. Now it laughs and leaves.
This short street, this inexplicable sadness, the helplessness, resentment, despair and loneliness that go on step by step! In the end, it only turned into two lines of clear tears.
But... no matter how insensitive people's hearts are, or no matter how many people choose to take care of themselves when facing difficulties, there will always be a warm candlelight to persuade the darkness called normality in the circle.
"Squeak--" As Ling Ye got closer and closer to the west courtyard gate leading out of the village, along with this heart-wrenching squeaking sound, a door finally opened a gap carefully.
Ling Ye paused when he heard the sound, but couldn't help but remain silent. And when he looked back at the faint door located behind him on his right, a candlelight quietly lit up behind the door.
No one could understand Ling Ye's silence at that time, and whether the flickering candlelight illuminated a corner of the twilight street or warmed people's hearts - maybe... only the silence at that time knew.
…
In the darkness, who lit the oil lamp on the table with the candle in his hand.
Those are a pair of hands that have been baptized by time, and the girl sitting on the south side of the square table... those petite hands are holding her delicate and dirty face, and the large and small patches on the sleeves are no more distinctive than the innocence everywhere.
"Huh." The light finally illuminated this amiable and kind face. She was the little girl's grandmother, but the first thing she looked at after extinguishing the candle was Ling Ye, who was sitting opposite her.
"Huh, huh." At the moment, Ling Ye was desperately picking at the noodles in his bowl. He looked like a hungry wolf with difficulty eating, but in the eyes of the old man, the bitterness of being hungry and unselective slowly turned into The smile in the corner of his eyes: "Huh. - Eat slowly, don't choke."
Suddenly, Ling Ye seemed to be still, but for a moment, he choked out of his throat, and he started to wolf down the noodles again. He looked at the little girl next to him and tilted his head, but he couldn't figure it out.
The more the old man looked at it, the more disappointed he became. In the end, he could only shake his head and sigh, then turned and went outside.
Of course, this is the rear compartment. There is an atrium and a courtyard, and the front yard was originally a shop. It's just that in this former cloth shop, even the owner has been patched up, which is really incredible.
In the back compartment, in the simple hall.
"Huh." The little girl smiled for no reason, and then she observed Ling Ye subtly. She was very well-behaved and cute.
However, Ling Ye didn't look at her. Maybe he was too focused because he couldn't repay her, so he chose not to look at her.
When the old man on the other side walked into the front bunk under the moonlight, Ling Ye on the other side also finished eating the noodles in the bowl, and even drank the remaining noodle soup in the bowl. However, the way he looked up and drank the noodle soup, or the way he put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, made the little girl on the side narrow his eyes into crescent moons.
Ta, tap.
Now, the old man who was walking in the dark in the front shop also made a smooth journey to the middle of the old shop. When you stop here, you can't help but look around at the beauty of the past and the ruin of today, but the complexity and loneliness can only be reduced to a silent sigh in the end.
A lonely person goes to stick a stick in front of the door. At that time, Ling Ye, who had eaten his fill, also lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. After that, he couldn't help but glance sideways at the little girl who had been looking at him with a smile.
The little girl smiled. Not only was she not surprised by Ling Ye's behavior, she also tilted her head to the left, looking extremely cute. But this also made Ling Ye unable to help but fall silent.
However, whether it was the silence in Ling Ye's heart, the smile in the corner of the little girl's eyes, or the crossbar that was about to be inserted in the old man's hand - all were suddenly broken by the sudden kick to the door.
Bang!
With one kick, not only did the crossbar in the old man's hand fly away, but the old man also lost his body and flew out because of the big kick directly hitting his chest. Not only did he directly knock down the tables in the hall, but he also suffered some blowback. He fell to the ground under the shock. Looking at the man again, it is true that blood came out of his mouth and three teeth were missing. He has lost the ability to move. There are only some spasmodic twitches in his limbs that represent reality, and only his increasingly dim eyes. Expressing regret and unwillingness.
"Fuck?!" The knife-wielder who came in the night glared at the sight of the old man's miserable state, and then sneered coldly and rushed towards the atrium and the back compartment: "Hey. The old man is immortal... "
"Ling...er..." How weak the dying man's murmur was, how difficult it was for the trembling right hand to reach for the place of concern, and when it suddenly collapsed while moving forward, the entire village It has also become a purgatory on earth.
As the saying goes: There are countless suspicions of cocks, dogs, and thieves, and the miserable sight is unparalleled in the world. The lonely and brave men were put to death, and the strong men were raped and robbed.
I saw that the arsonist was burning to no avail, but I didn't see that he was holding his head and crying under the beam of fire. How come the common people kneel down to the horse bandits, looking for pigs in the distant city?
