"It's just that you are always working hard for others. Is it really worth it?"
This was the last question Zhiwu asked Shuihan in his mind.
"Living alone in the world, there are not many important people. I have already lost Chongluan and Sister Yuxian. I can't lose Ghost Gu again. This is my way. If it is worth it, I must do it. If it is not worth it, I must do it. "
This is Shui Han's answer. He was only twelve years old, and he looked sixteen at most, but Zhiwu knew that twelve years old was nothing more than Wen Zhong's deception. A twelve-year-old child would never be able to say these words.
After the fateful night, Shui Han finally grew up unstoppably.
The sky is high, the clouds are light, the wind is light, and a carriage is parked beside the peach forest ten miles away from Taoyuan.
The carriage was very big, and an iron cage was dragged on it. Inside the iron cage were a white-haired boy and an orange-haired woman, who were the two brothers and sisters of Ghost Gu.
In front of the carriage, there were three people standing. The three people, two women and one man, were all dressed in Taoyuan uniforms. They looked neatly and solemnly, and all of them had straight backs.
Behind the carriage, there were ten or twenty people in quick uniforms. They were all neat and solemn, and their backs were straight. They looked like a professionally trained army.
They were waiting for two people. Soon, the two people appeared. They slowly approached the carriage. One was a man and the other was a woman. One had black hair and the other white, and the other wore red and blue clothes. From a distance, they looked inexplicable. A sense of compatibility.
Shui Han and Richu approached slowly. They walked out of the peach forest. The sun shone on Shui Han's face and his wheat-colored skin, illuminating his facial features extremely clearly.
Shui Han is pretty and cute in appearance, with thick eyebrows and small eyes, very long eyelashes, a high nose, neither big nor small mouth, but very red lips, coupled with long hair and a slightly pointed chin. It's very much like an actor's niche.
In the eyes of the world, people with such a face would generally not be a good person, at least, not a decent person. However, in the eyes of those three people, they were excellent.
Because there once was a person, a very charming, even fascinating person, who also had such a face.
Walking next to Shui Han at the beginning of the day, she is shorter than Shui Han, and her facial features are more playful and cute. She seems to be smiling at you all the time, her smile is cute, but there is something hidden in her cuteness. A hint of evil.
Shui Han looked at the three people in front of him. One of them had braided hair and a serious and cold expression, which immediately reminded him of the female teacher who used figurative techniques when he first came to the Pure Land. This person was none other than Yuzong Dong Zhilin.
Dong Zhilin did not look at Shui Han. Her eyes were always on Richu. Years of tracking and secret investigations and observing people's emotions gave her a deep feeling. She felt that this girl was not innocent.
Also staring at Richu was Murong Xue, who was beside Dong Zhilin. Murong Xue's eyes were solemn and her thoughts were deep.
Zuo Zhan is obviously different from the two women on the side. He has always been a very rational and careful person. This time Jingdi sent people to escort Ghost Gu back to Yaowang Valley and specially selected three of them, one from Sword Sect and one from Yaowang Valley. Li Zong and an Yu Zong.
With the Jian Sect leading the battle, the Yu Zong escorting, the Li Zong negotiating, and the old man's eighteen well-trained secret guards, this was a good lineup, but what he couldn't figure out was why he would bring these two. A little guy.
Everyone in Jingdi knew that Shui Han Richu had a very good relationship with Gui Gu's siblings. The old man chose himself over Murong Jiudao, Gui Gu's direct teacher, to avoid suspicion, but he also chose Shui Han and Richu without any suspicion. Sent over, Zuo Zhan was very puzzled.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is light. A group of people stand under the clouds, standing in the wind, silent for a long time, as if they will be silent until the end of the world.
"It's just Tatsuki, why are you gentlemen here so early?"
It was Richu who spoke first.
"Everything happens early in the Pure Land. Since you have just arrived, you are not quite used to it."
It was Zuo Zhan who answered. When Zuo Zhan replied, his eyes glanced at Shui Han intentionally or unintentionally.
He didn't feel anything special before, but between this glance, he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have a different feeling. That feeling was very strange.
It's like you saw a seriously injured and dying caterpillar before, and casually forgot about it. However, a few days later, when you passed the original place, you saw a cocoon.
There is nothing strange about a bug turning into a cocoon, but that bug is the same one that was about to die before. The current Shui Han is like that cocoon. He has not achieved any big achievements yet, but he has the hope of becoming a butterfly.
Zuo Zhan suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In his impression, Shui Han was still an innate waste who could not understand the Tao. But now, his cultivation has obviously made a qualitative leap.
He is indeed a young man who attracts the attention of the entire Pure Land. It seems that this boy must have had some adventure.
Zuo Zhan thought to himself.
Shui Han didn't notice Zuo Zhan's gaze. His eyes were indifferent, his head was slightly lowered, and he got into the carriage silently.
Shui Han is always silent when he is worried.
Zuo Zhan said:
"It's getting late, let's hit the road."
Everyone responded:
"yes."
Dong Zhilin, Murong Xue, and Zuo Zhan got on their horses, Richu and Shuihan got on the carriage, and the Eighteen Secret Guards followed behind the carriage, and the group set off.
The carriage drove slowly, leaving two deep ruts on the road.
At night, the darkness is deep and the silence is eerie.
Under the dark night, as far as the eye can see, there is an endless desert. At the end of the desert, there is endless darkness. This darkness is broad and overbearing, and seems to swallow everything.
However, in this darkness, there is a light. The light is very subtle and seems to be swallowed up. However, it has not been swallowed up and will exist forever.
The light comes from an inn. This inn is said to be an inn, but it is as luxurious as a restaurant. It is said to be a restaurant, but it is located in the eight hundred miles of desert. The name of the inn is even more strange. Although it is strange, it is famous in the Central Plains. throughout.
The name of the inn is Jiange.
Canghai Jiange Road, life and death are blurry.
Countless heroes lived for half a lifetime, but were finally buried here. Jiange, in the hearts of the Central Plains people, is a symbol of heroes. However, in the hearts of heroes, it is a terrible place.
In fact, the Jiange itself is not scary. What is scary is its location. Two hundred miles south of Chu State, there are eight hundred miles of desert.
There are eight hundred miles of desert and four hundred miles of sand. The vegetation here is sparse and species are scarce. The locals call it the "Ghostly Dead Sea".
Passing through this "ghostly dead sea" is the Southern Barbarians. The land of Southern Barbarians is full of tribes. It has always been a mysterious place. It is only said that Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs here and ascended to godhood.
In addition, this is where the "Sword God" Xiaoyi became famous many years ago, and the "Ghost King" Gui Liuren, who is also Canngling, also comes from the Yaowang Valley of the Southern Barbarians.
It is said that Ling Xiu, the founder of Pure Land, also has a close relationship with Nanman.
However, these legends and deeds alone cannot be the reason why those practitioners and heroes flock to the Southern Barbarians like crucian carp crossing the river.
They came to the Dead Sea Sword Pavilion and then went straight to the Southern Barbarians. They did not look back and even lost their lives, but there was another hidden reason.
The outside world is extremely dark, but inside the sword pavilion is brightly lit, resplendent, and the drums and harps are playing continuously.
The lobby was full of guests. These guests came from ****. They came to this sword pavilion and traveled thousands of miles without sparing no effort.
The interior of Jiange is very good, but the music here is not much better than outside, the wine here is not as good as the best Nuerhong, the rooms here are not top-notch luxury, and it is located in a remote place, with harsh climate and difficult roads. OK, but this place is packed almost every day.
Everyone, especially those who are successful and famous, are willing to come to this sword pavilion to sit. They are willing to listen to unpleasant music and drink unpleasant wine, just to wait for one person to appear.
Everyone is waiting.
