The wicks of only two lamps in the study lit up with flames. The light emitted was not insignificant compared to the darkness immersed in the room, but it could not illuminate the entire room.
Just like no matter how bright the moonlight is, it is still dark wherever it shines.
Because it was already May, the maid who held the lamp did not close the door when she left, and a window in the study was also open. Occasionally, the breeze came in, and the only two lights in the room immediately started to sway.
As a result, the dark shadows in the already dark study room were blurred, and there was even less light that could take care of the owner of the room.
"Li Xingyun" sat alone in front of the desk, with his elbows on his hands on the desk, his palms at the end of his hands together, his fists slightly clasped, and his chin resting on top. Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, usually exposed to dim lights. .
A pair of eyebrows and eyes that were the same as Li Xingyun's were always flashing with a hint of haze. Where his eyes were fixed, there was a portrait of Li Xingyun.
"Patter patter~"
I don’t know how long it took, but it gradually began to rain outside the window. The rainwater fell wantonly on the tiles of the roof, on the leaves, or on the ground. The sounds were different but had the same goal, intertwined into a natural sound. The music is so fascinating.
How can there be music without dancing?
The wind pouring in outside the window became stronger. The only two lights in the study glanced at each other and completely let go of their restraint, swaying wildly and enchantingly. Sometimes their waists were so twisted that they seemed to be broken.
"Li Xingyun"'s eyes gradually became dazed, and he seemed to be intoxicated.
"Boom~"
Thunder exploded, and the light in the dark sky flickered.
He didn't remember how he came out. He only remembered some swelling and pain on his neck, with a red handprint there, and a dizzy suffocation feeling still lingering in his brain.
The rain dripped down on his body, as if it had taken away all the strength from his body. His feet gave way and he fell to the ground. A pile of mask fragments were scattered in front of his eyes.
The heavy rain became more intense, but the rain that changed from "pattering" to "pattering" did not blur his eyes. Instead, it made his eyes brighter and brighter, and the pile of mask fragments were reflected in his eyes extremely clearly.
But at that time, he would rather his eyes were blurred, so that he wouldn't have to face the fragmented mask.
"Boom~"
There was another thunderous explosion, and he couldn't remember if it rained, or if it rained after a while.
After he knocked Li Xingyun unconscious with a sap.
With a snap, he knelt down next to the unconscious Li Xingyun. He was kneeling upright, with his waist straighter than a pine tree.
But the rain once again took away all the strength from his body, and his body suddenly softened and he knelt on the ground.
He kowtowed to Li Xingyun. He didn't remember how many times he kowtowed. Anyway, he kept praying for Li Xingyun's forgiveness, but Li Xingyun remained silent, so he took it as Li Xingyun's acquiescence.
"Boom~"
He took out the dagger, and with the sound of thunder, he closed his eyes and roared, and stabbed Li Xingyun hard.
Fear spread in my heart.
The blood will stain his hands red.
However, it doesn't matter, the storm will wash it all away for him.
Soon, immediately, immediately, there will be only one Li Xingyun in this world!
"Crack!"
No, that's not right!
This is not the sound of the blade piercing flesh and blood, nor the sound of the blade piercing flesh and blood, hitting the bones, nor is it the sound of Li Xingyun...
The sound of death!
Opening his eyes, sure enough, the dagger was stuck in the soil, and a pair of familiar boots appeared in front of him!
He raised his head, and a wide foot touched his chest.
He couldn't remember whether he flew out, but thinking about it, he should have gotten out.
Just like his identity, he was only qualified to lie on the ground for the rest of his life. Only when that person cowered in the corner could he stand up against the wall.
Once that person walks out, he will crawl to the ground again and never see the sun!
This is not fair!
Why can that person stand in the light, but he can only crawl in the darkness?
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Why?
He didn't know, so he got up, closed his eyes, held the dagger again, roared again, and rushed towards the figure that he could still recognize even if his eyes were gouged out.
He didn't remember how many steps he took. Five steps? Ten steps?
It didn't matter, he remembered hitting a wall and being bounced back to where he had gotten up.
He couldn't remember how many times he got up and how many times he rushed with the dagger.
All he knew was that every time he would be bounced back to where he was, getting further and further away from that figure, as far away as a bridge in the sky that could never be crossed. Its name was Li Xingyun!
Having no strength to stand up anymore, he knelt on the ground and pointed the dagger at himself!
Is it fear? No, it's despair!
They are birds and fish, mountains and valleys, clouds and mud, looking at each other but never meeting each other.
He was thinking that fish would jump out of the water, that mountain tops and valleys had the same root at the bottom, and that there would always be mountains that towered into the clouds, sending the soil up to the clouds.
If he dies, will he be allowed to step out of the sky and at least be closer to that figure? Will it be clearer to see that figure from his own body?
"Boom~"
"Die."
That sound was hidden in the thunder, but to his ears, although the thunder was loud, it was no different from the sound of rain, but that sound was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky!
It turns out that the sky is not a distance, but a layer of heaven and earth, with a total of thirty-three layers.
The dagger fell, but in the end it did not cut open his belly, it was just inserted into the soil.
Some people are born in the clouds, while some people are born in the mud.
When people in the clouds die, they will fall into the mud, and when people in the mud die, they will only stay in the mud.
Even if one day he really climbs into the clouds, can he really break free from the darkness and stand in the light?
maybe······
"Boom~"
Lightning flashed across the night sky and the rain continued to fall.
But just like the unstoppable rain, this night is destined to be uneventful!
In the Fengdu ghost riding camp in the northern city of Shangzhou, a school captain led two hundred people out of the camp and abandoned their horses. They did not put on the heavy armor or take the rider's horse, but only tied a knot around his waist. A horizontal knife.
Everyone's hands were pressed on the handle of the knife without making any sound.
No, to be precise, all their voices were too insignificant compared to the "plumping" sound of rain and the thunder that exploded from time to time.
Under the city wall, the captain found a thick hemp rope that almost merged with the city wall on a rainy night, and tugged hard!
Very sturdy, although a little slippery!
"superior!"
The captain whispered something, and a dozen people came out and lined up in front of the captain.
Of course, the team is close to the city wall.
Each of them had a bundle of hemp rope draped over his shoulders. One person climbed up, and then lowered a hemp rope.
Then, the two of them went up and put down two hemp ropes.
Next, four people went up and put down four hemp ropes...
In less than an hour, two hundred people were on the city wall. The captain opened the door of the city tower. Inside, there was a banquet on the floor and corpses lying everywhere.
There was only one person, leaning against the corner, even though his orifices were bleeding, he was smiling and looking in the direction of the door!
The captain's face became extremely heavy, he closed the door gently, turned around and drank softly.
"Walk!"
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