Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Suddenly, Mr. Zhong coughed twice, and his face turned slightly pale.

Standing up unsteadily.

Yu Sheng could see that Mr. Zhong's hand holding the wall was trembling slightly.

Zhong Lao, who has always been very detached, as if he didn't pay attention to everything, had a look of helplessness flashing deep in his eyes, but he still smiled: "Haha, old man, little boy, if you want to be more open, sometimes...no one like you Thinking so bad."

"Try to open your heart to some people, and you will experience another life."

Elder Zhong said some inexplicable words, got up and walked away.

Yu Sheng looked at Elder Zhong's back thoughtfully, but remained silent.

It was as if a piece of pure white paper was thrown into a black dye vat, and when it was pulled out, the whole paper was black.

But now there are people, little by little, carefully wiping every stain on the paper.

I have to say that the atmosphere in the Old Barracks is very good.

The people here used to have soldiers, captains, and even generals, but they were perfectly integrated.

Even though a group of people are physically disabled, they still maintain an optimistic attitude.

Even self-sufficient.

All the vegetables I eat on weekdays are grown by myself.

It's not that Mo Ge didn't say that they would be given subsidies, but they all rejected them.

"I need you to give me?"

"Save it for the pensions of the dead!"

They responded with similar words.

Anyway, those who stay in the old barracks are childless, single, and starving to death is enough.

It was getting dark.

Some elderly people went to bed early.

The rest of the people also returned to the room, just like the habit they kept when they joined the army.

Liu Qingfeng spent the rest of his life walking in the fields.

When you look up, you can see the stars and the dim moonlight, setting off this place like the beauty of the prosperous age.

It seems to be able to remove all the troubles and worries in my heart.

Can't wait to shout twice.

Of course, the result may be a group of veterans coming out cursing and kicking you one by one.

"How does it feel?"

Liu Qingfeng raised his head, looked at the dark night sky, took a deep breath of fresh air, and asked.

Yu Sheng recalled all the encounters in the afternoon, and nodded: "It seems...not bad."

For some reason, when he saw those old people laughing and making noise unscrupulously, envy would emerge from the bottom of his heart.

Although this emotion is very weak.

but...

It is enough to make the rest of my life unforgettable.

Do you even envy others?

Liu Qingfeng didn't continue talking, but walked forward slowly with Yu Sheng.

Until a lake appeared in the distance.

On the edge of the lake, there are five tombstones.

Next to the tombstone is a simple thatched hut.

There is also a Maza and a fishing rod beside it.

"This is Elder Zhong's residence."

Liu Qingfeng said slowly: "Buried in those five graves are Mr. Zhong's father, mother, wife, and son..."

There are five graves, but only four people are buried.

The last tombstone remains without words.

Looking at Yu Sheng's dazed expression, Liu Qingfeng explained: "The last grave is left to me by Mr. Zhong."

"Back then, Mr. Zhong's parents were also sensational arrogance."

"It is a fairy couple that everyone envies."

"But in the end, he died in Zhenyao Pass."

"A few years later, Mr. Zhong joined the reserve force, passed the review, and entered Zhenyao Pass."

"I still remember that year, everyone was watching, watching whether the best young man in the reserve could survive the cruel Zhenyao Pass."

"In the following decades, this young man wrote a legend with his own hands."

"Belongs to Zhong Yushu's legend."

Liu Qingfeng's eyes at this time were extremely sacred, as if that dilapidated thatched cottage was the most noble place in the world.

"Back then, everyone remembered a sentence."

"You can always trust Zhong Yushu."

"One day he stays, Zhenyaoguan has no worries."

"Unfortunately, heroes always come to an end."

Liu Qingfeng trembled a little, and his emotions fluctuated violently: "In order to kill Zhong Lao, the Yaozu paid a huge price, and even secretly cooperated with the cult."

"Although Zhong Lao is still alive, but... the awakened object is broken."

"Just like when I was young, I came alone and left alone."

"Even when Mr. Zhong was leaving, he was always smiling, saying... saying... Zhong Yushu made a lot of money by exchanging two demon masters."

"But on that day, the human race mourned in silence."

"After that, Mr. Zhong returned to his hometown, which is here."

"A place no one knows about."

"The rest of my life..."

Liu Qingfeng took a deep breath and looked at Yu Sheng with sincerity in his eyes: "Actually, there are many ways to live in life. I'm not saying that the path you're taking now is wrong."

"It's... the human race really needs geniuses."

"A strong man who can protect the human race."

"Maybe what I have experienced, what I have seen... is too little, but you are already the best young man I have ever seen."

"I have a hunch that in the future you...can soar into the sky."

"As a teacher, I really hope that you can help the human race as much as you can."

"Let everyone remember your name, maybe... is also a good life."

Liu Qingfeng was a little annoyed.

I don't know why, just inexplicably upset.

He was just doing what all teachers would do, but for the rest of his life, it was pushing him step by step into a more dangerous situation and forcing him to bear more things.

If one day Yu Sheng changes because of his words, go...die.

Then he is the biggest executioner.

But he had no choice.

Because the teacher wants to teach a strong man to fight to the death for the human race without retreating.

Yu Sheng silently stared in the direction of the thatched cottage, feeling a little lost.

No one knew what he was thinking.

even...

He didn't respond to Liu Qingfeng's words.

Liu Qingfeng sighed softly, and stretched out his hand again, wanting to stroke Yu Sheng's head.

Yu Sheng just calmly took a step back and stepped aside.

Perhaps the only comfort for Liu Qingfeng is... this time, Yu Sheng didn't have a blade in his hand.

"For the rest of my life, Sin City is just Sin City."

"The human race in this world, and another scene."

"You can see, hear, and feel."

"Maybe we can harvest another beautiful scenery."

Under the starry sky, Liu Qingfeng's voice was full of anticipation, gentleness, and... guilt.

"Ah."

Yu Sheng responded softly.

But suddenly there was a curse from inside the thatched cottage: "It's the middle of the night, can you change the place for sensationalism!"

"Run to Lao Tzu's house to talk about this!"

"When this is a zoo?"

"I still treat the old man like a monkey!"

This voice is full of spirit!

Liu Qingfeng shuddered subconsciously: "Yu Sheng, run!"