when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 8 Nangong Xianyun
After a month of hard training, Shen Li was finally able to condense a trace of true energy in the alchemy.

But for some reason, every time I get lucky, there will be severe pain in the dantian.

He thought that his understanding of the meridians and the movement of essence was inappropriate, so he went to Lin Chu for an explanation: "Brother Lin Chu, why does my dantian hurt every time I get lucky?"

Lin Chu asked about his situation carefully, and then frowned, making Shen Li's heart tense.

"Brother Lin Chu, why don't you speak?"

Lin Chu couldn't bear it, and told him in a bitter voice: "Junior Brother Li, your situation is caused by alchemy stones, acquired Yin-Yang and five-element imbalance. There are also some disciples like this in our sect. We didn't find them at the beginning. Only then can it be revealed!"

"What do you mean?" Shen Li stammered and swallowed.

Lin Chu speculated pessimistically: "That is to say... there is a foreign object in your alchemy, which is not a body of cultivation!"

In Shen Yan's eyes, Lin Chu turned black. How desperate must he be at that moment?

If despair is a beautiful reincarnation, this reincarnation is too bleak.

So that all the beautiful and beautiful scenery you see in your eyes have become a mirror image.

You used to think that all you had to do was work hard, and hard work would produce miracles.

Only now do you finally understand that hard work also depends on talent, and so-called miracles also depend on luck.

Unfortunately, you did not!

Sometimes you can take it lightly.

It's not bad to be able to enter the Shocking Evil Sword Sect. Maybe this has exhausted all your luck in hits?

Sometimes you are too persistent.

Even if you become a shocking evil warrior, why can you only be a waste?
If you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate!

Look at it, even if you can't look at things, there is still no solution.

You who want to die have been decadent and negative for a long time.

You gradually figured it out, in fact, a lifetime is not that long.

Let's continue whatever reality gives us!
Some fates are not unrecognizable, but unwilling!

You have since become more reticent than withdrawn.

All the brothers and sisters sighed softly when they saw you, or gloated as if they had eaten shit without being noticed.

Lin Chu also ignored you.

No one will call you for important matters in the door.

When everyone is chanting the way of chivalry in the academy, you will catch ants by the river alone, and put each caught ant on a leaf to float away with the water.

Or just lying alone on the hillside.

Others think you are hiding there to sleep, but in fact you are watching the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky for more than an hour.

Liuyun changes shape wantonly, as if free.

At night, you go back to the attic where you live alone, and look at your adoptive father's collection of books under the faint oil lamp.

Those books are very miscellaneous, including weapons, chess records, rites and music...

You become more and more silent and talk less and less, even when Si Shengxuan came to look for you, but he didn't see you.

You have recently fallen in love with rites and music, and you often sit on an empty rock and play that jade flute.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious.

As time goes by, something gradually climbs up between your brows, that is loneliness.

You no longer play with ants, and you no longer yearn for the freedom of the cloud.

You just sit there playing more and more proficient tunes all day long, but the hostility in your heart is still increasing day by day.

It is often those lives that have been polished to death by reality, and the hostility hidden in them will become deeper and deeper, like a volcano that is gradually dying, maybe one day suddenly, it will erupt with devastating power after all!
Until this day...

The quiet pavilion is connected to the Bibo Lake without any fence.

A figure of Pingting was sitting on the shore of the lake, as if it had merged with the water and the green water plants.

The long satin-like hair was tied with a silver ribbon, which made Nangong Xianyun's skin more beautiful than the snow, and her beautiful and innocent smile was like a flower, quietly in this desolate autumn landscape.

She stretched out her hand to fiddle with the water, ripples spread out from her fingertips, she seemed to find it interesting, doing the same thing over and over again.

"Did you know that something tangible will wither one day!"

No one answered because there was no one around her.

If someone was around, she wouldn't say these words again.

She always smiles, gets along with people happily, and smiles all the time, as a habit.

Because she knows that if she is unhappy, everyone will worry about her.

The mother will be worried, and the teacher will also be worried...

Until the sun went down, the clouds in the sky were dyed a dim yellow color, and the fiery red sunset was imprinted in her eyes and intertwined into a beautiful scenery in the world, just like her gentle eyes swept across this mortal world.

At this time, all the sisters from the same school left the lake where they practiced swords, and she was the only one who stayed alone in the increasingly cold wind.

No one will disturb her, even the insects are chilled by the dark night that is about to be silent.

At this time, she began to talk alone, quietly pouring out those inexplicable sentiments: "When spring passes, the flowers will wither, and the youth is so fleeting, and people will inevitably perish. I don't really long for a long life, I just hope If it can last one more spring and autumn, it will be good for people with bosom friends to enjoy the beauty of this world.”

She said seriously, watching the strong colors of the sunset gradually die away: "Look, it's getting dark, in fact, even in the dark night, there is an unexpectedly beautiful moonlight!"

She was still talking persistently, her voice gradually lowered, and she quietly listened to the bleak flute sound coming from an unknown place.

When the silence was already attached to her body, she did not go back to the warm stove in Liubo Hall, but stared at the direction Xiaoyin came from.

Suddenly she laughed.

Looking for the sound, Nangong Xianyun slowly approached the boy who was alone on the top of the mountain with a sense of surprise and novelty.

The young man's eyes seemed incredible, and sometimes he looked into the distance, but he didn't seem to see anything.

Nangong Xianyun suddenly had a strong desire, she wanted to know this young man, to know his heart.

Because of what?

She didn't know either, because he was handsome?
Because of his unique slave background?

Yes, because of his eyes.

What was revealed in those eyes was the truth, something she couldn't see in the eyes of others.

When Nangong Xianyun approached him, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

"The rites and music are so festive, why is the voiceless sound in the dark?"

Shen Li jumped down from the rock, glanced at her, turned around and walked back sullenly.

Nangong Xianyun frowned and said, "Hey! Why are you ignoring people?"

Shen Li said: "Of course I'm afraid of saying something I shouldn't say and breaking the rules of the school!"

"You really are different from them!"

Nangong Xianyun chased after her, and said seriously: "When they saw me, they all wanted to please me, so they told me nice things!"

Shen Li stopped walking, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth: "Did you just see it?"

"I'm not stupid. On Yujian Peak, spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and wither, sorrow and joy are unpredictable, how can the world be perfect?"

Nangong Xianyun stared at Shen Ru seriously: "You are the first slave to talk to me. I want to hear a different voice!"

Shen Li looked away from her innocent face, her stern face was expressionless.

Nangong Xianyun suddenly grabbed him: "Shen Li, tell me, what is the truth like?"

"You really want to know?"

"Go ahead, I'd love to hear it!"

"Do you really want to hear it?"

"Ok!"

Chen Ru held her slender wrist in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and terrifying: "The reality is... the slaves are hungry, the dead look at each other, the common people sell their flesh and blood, their wives and children are separated, but the rich and powerful are extravagant and lustful, The rice is old and the gold and silver are like mountains, do you think the food you eat grows from the soil?"

"What are you talking about? Let me go, you hurt me!" Nangong Xianyun backed away in horror.

"Are you afraid? Then you must not know that no one collects the bones hanging on the trees, and let them rot in the ground as fertilizer for the next year. The food you eat is human flesh and blood... "

Shen Li finished speaking in one breath, looking proudly at the terrified Nangong Xianyun like a smiling devil, like a mischievous child looking at a frightened little animal.

"Do you still want to hear it?"

Nangong Xianyun plucked up the courage to retort: ​​"I don't believe it, you are lying to me by talking nonsense!"

Shen Li's evil smile seemed to be mocking: "If you say I lied to you, then I will lie to you."

Nangong Xianyun chased after him unconvinced, and stopped him with open arms: "If the world is really so dark and bleak, my Shocking Evil Sword Sect is the sect of protecting the country and practicing chivalry, so I definitely won't just sit idly by!"

Shen Li kept walking, and said angrily: "Those so-called chivalrous ways are nothing but hypocrisy and hypocrisy. They are the same as the imperial court, working hand in hand!"

"I don't allow you to say that. Countless disciples of my Shocking Evil Sword Sect have shed their blood to protect the country and save the people. They have become loyal and righteous. Today's court is benevolent and loves the people. The rain and dew are evenly distributed, and the water is covered by the common people. This is the only way to prosper and prosper. Everyone has no worries about food and clothing. , singing and dancing every day, these are all I saw with my own eyes in Yujing City, how could it be as unbearable as you said!"

Nangong Xianyun followed his footsteps, while panting, she kept talking about what she thought was true.

"I'm afraid you are still living in a dream!" Shen Li turned around and said.

Yes!

Shen Li is the clearest about what this world is like.

Seeing Nangong Xianyun living in a lie, he couldn't bear it.

Step by step, he forced Nangong Xianyun to retreat: "Yujing City is the capital of the country, and what you see in your eyes are all appearances. Those who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality already know it well, but they want to deceive themselves and others, so as to show the great achievements of a mere corner of the country. , if not so, why is there not a single farmer within a hundred miles of Yujian Peak?"

"W-why..." Nangong Xianyun didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

"Because they don't dare to face this inhuman miserable scene, but for the sake of face and to cover up hypocrisy, they dare not tell you the truth. They are afraid to see that what they are protecting with their lives is not the common people in the world, but the hell on earth. How ironic. ah!"

After finishing speaking, Shen Li burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He kept laughing all the time, making Nangong Xianyun extremely annoyed.

"You, you are talking nonsense..."

"I'm just talking casually, you don't have to believe it? If you don't believe it, you can go outside and have a look, or continue to be that dreamer!"

Nangong Xianyun was stunned for a moment, but when he looked up, the angry youth had already walked away.

(End of this chapter)