Demolition

"Jichuan! Jichuan!" A crow flew up from the bottom of the mountain, flapped its wings excitedly, and landed on the beam of a wooden house. "There is another letter."

A young man was chopping firewood in the courtyard, but he finally raised his body when he heard this sentence, his eyes were as bright as the sweat on his forehead, he dropped the ax in his hand, and ran out without looking back.

"really?"

The crow followed him up and down excitedly

"It's absolutely true. I saw Yanmu come back from the south with a letter in his mouth, and went directly to the king."

The boy's steps took a little bit bigger, wishing he could fly like the crow behind him.

"Daddy, daddy" Before seeing anyone, a voice came in, and a man sitting in the middle smiled and frowned

"I told you not to call me daddy! I don't have a son as old as you!"

Ji Chuan squeezed in with a doggy face, behind him was a group of poking crows

"Uncle Bao, Uncle Bao, it's alright. What about letters?"

"Here." Master Bao threw a piece of paper on the table in disgust, Ji Chuanhou hurriedly grabbed it, and asked nervously before opening it

"No bad news, is there?"

"No! Why are you so grumpy!"

Only then did Ji Chuan open the letter contentedly, cleared his throat and read the contents inside

"Prince Wang:

On April [-]th, he practiced sword for half a day. He was very talented, the master praised him, and the young master was very proud.

On April [-]th, I read, wrote, and began to learn to compose articles. I was not satisfied with my writing, and I got sullen.

On April [-]th, reading and writing, I practiced alone for three hours after my husband left.

On April [-]th, I read and wrote, found a martial arts novel, and read it all day.

On April [-], read, write, and continue to read novels.

On April [-]th, reading, writing, and reading novels for two days in a row. I didn't finish my homework, and was criticized by my husband, and I was fined to copy ten big characters.

On April [-]th, reading and writing, Mrs. Ying took the young master out to relax

On April [-]th, reading and writing, the kitchen made sweet and sour pork ribs, the young master liked it very much.

On April [-], I contracted a cold and stayed in bed.

On April 21, the wind and cold worsened, and an imperial doctor was invited.

On April 22, the illness improved, and the little boy seemed to prefer sweets.

Good morning, April 23, I started reading to pass the time.

On April 24th, the husband came back to class and quarreled with him. The teacher said that everything is inferior. The young man retorted that all plants, trees, insects and fish can be Buddhas. The young man was so angry that he didn't eat dinner.

On April 25, the young master was in a bad mood and stabbed half of the hornet's nest in the back garden. Fortunately, he was not injured.

On April 29th, the young master went to Biezhuang for three days, accompanied by Mrs. Ying.

On April [-], read and write.

On May [-]st, read and write.

On May [-], I confessed my mistake to my husband and practiced sword alone after class.

On May [-]rd, read books and practice swords.

On May [-]th, a servant was discussing the identity of the young master, and the young master overheard him, very depressed.

On May [-]th, yesterday's talkative servant was executed by Mrs. Ying.

On May [-]th, the young master went to Biezhuang to live for more than half a month.

On May 21st, the young master's swordsmanship improved greatly, and he already had the shadow of his late father.

On May 22, the little prince practiced swords with Yingshi, but was defeated.

"

The letter ended here. Ji Chuan read it several times, put down the letter paper in disappointment, and said in a daze for a while.

"Why is he sick?"

"Children are like this. Only by burning can they grow taller."

"Oh."

"How tall is Brother Chen?"

Master Bao didn't answer him, he silently folded the letter and picked it up carefully

"Then I'll go first."

The crows outside the house had long since disappeared, and there were mottled spots of light on the ground. Even at noon, there was no full sunlight here, and the wind in the forest was even rustling.The boy's figure is much taller than Bai Yang next to him, but he looks very lonely.

This is Crow Mountain. He has been living here since he can remember, and a group of crows. Just now, Lord Bao is also a crow. He has strong magic power and is the leader of this group of crows.Everyone is a crow, and so is he, but, Ji Chuan sighed, he is also a human being.His father was a man and his mother was a crow.He didn't know how they met and fell in love. When he knew the difference between himself, he also knew that they were no longer alive. He didn't know how his father died, but his mother died because of childbirth, and she was pregnant with him. When she was hunted down, her body was weak, and she was rescued by her father's old friend when she was dying, and sent to this Crow Mountain. The son died at a glance.

When he was young, he always thought that he killed his mother, but Master Bao told him that in fact, mother could not have survived, and conceiving human beings consumed all her phantom power. took his own life.

There are no parents in his memory, only Master Bao and the man who sent his mother to Yashan.That man was called Lu Jie. According to Baoye, he was named by this person, which means "wisdom" and "the sea is tolerant and tolerant." He didn't understand it, and neither did Baoye. It is running desperately in the mountains, trying to conjure a pair of wings like Yanmu and Guoguo.However, Lu Jie wrote to tell Master Bao that he is not suitable to become a crow. Every time he transforms, he will lose his humanity and get closer to a crow. He doesn't understand what is wrong with being a crow, but he wrote carefully without asking. To Lu Jie, asked if I could send myself some books.Lu Jie readily agreed, and began to send him books from the shallow to the deep, and finally Ji Chuan stopped doing nothing.

He likes Lu Jie very much, and often writes to him to thank him. Lu Jie will reply, point out his martial arts, and talk about the southern scenery. Master Bao doesn't like his contact with Lu Jie very much, and he retorts angrily

"You have a very good relationship with him, he is a good man!"

"Good guy? How many people do you meet before you dare say he's a good guy?"

"He treats me well, so he is naturally a good person."

"Don't be stupid, you are still counting money for others after being sold."

He didn't understand what Master Bao meant, and Lu Jie obviously corresponded with him from time to time. Isn't a human being who is willing to associate with crows a good person?

He didn't know what Master Bao meant until Lu Jie died.

It turns out that there is really no goodwill for no reason in this world.This is the conclusion Ji Chuan came to after many years of escape. At that time, he was hiding in the cave listening to the sound of water dripping on the stalactites. His body was so cold that he could no longer feel the pain. The name is Lu Chen, Lu Chen is very smart and cute, can you be his brother?

of course!Ji Chuan was so excited that he didn't sleep for three nights. Although he had many crow friends, he always felt that he was a different kind because of his different forms. Even Lu Jie respected and admired him more. Now he finally hopes to have a peer , or a younger brother!He has never been an older brother, so will he not do well?What does your brother look like?He fantasized and repeatedly read the few words about Lu Chen in Lu Jie's letter.

Will you protect him?When he is in danger, are you willing to use his life to protect him?

Lu Jie asked himself.

Yes, I am willing to sacrifice my life for him.

Ji Chuan replied like this.

Ji Chuan is a little sad. I can't do it now, but I will definitely do it. If he needs to take my life, that's fine.

Master Bao repeatedly confirmed his intentions. He always said that his life was picked up, so it is only natural to return it to the person who picked it up?He felt that there was nothing wrong with Lu Jie. It was enough for him to take care of himself and treat a crow regardless of past suspicions. As for his purpose, it didn't matter. What he brought to himself was far from indelible.

Lu Jie's death was the first blow to him. Although this person had never met, his words and words were another world of Ji Chuan, his belief in life. In his heart, Lu Jie was the image of his father. The last letter before Jie's death told him to protect Lu Chen at all costs, and he received the news of Lu Jie's death a month later.He hadn't had time to find out how Lu Jie died, hadn't had time to inquire about Lu Chen's safety, and hadn't even had time to grieve. His uncle's army flattened Yazhai with a destructive force. Master Bao took everyone to escape in a hurry and sneaked into the Deeper mountains.

Ji Chuan is almost used to this kind of attack and escape. He knows that his uncle is looking for him, because he is a very special crow. If he finds him, he can get everything he wants. He feels very inexplicable, even he can't think about it What's the use even if you catch yourself?

A year later, the crow they sent came back with the news that Lu Chen had been adopted by the son of the southern emperor.He felt lost, his plan to live with his younger brother fell through, and he really didn't know when he would be able to meet him again. Did Lu Chen know that he had a half-human, half-crow brother?Ji Chuan's sudden inferiority complex prevented him from taking Lu Chen back, let alone how bad his situation was, what if Lu Chen hated him.After untold hardships, he finally placed a crow in the third prince's mansion, and wrote a letter every month to report Lu Chen's current situation.

Every time he read the letter, he felt melancholy and happy. The happy thing was that Lu Chen was raised well and Prince Ying treated him well. The sad thing was that he felt that he would never see his younger brother again in this life.This monthly letter is the only connection he has with Lu Chen, and Lu Chen is the only connection he has with Lu Jie.These connections are one of the few persistences in Ji Chuan's bewildered life.

Some people are born to be favored by fate, while some people are wrong even to exist.Originally, he thought that as long as he knew that Lu Chen was growing up well, it was not too important whether he had himself or not. Was this expectation too extravagant?Ji Chuan really wanted to grab God by the collar and ask him exactly where he had offended him.In the third year after receiving the letter, when Lu Chen was able to dance a complete set of sword skills, write amazing articles even in the Imperial Academy, and ride a horse and shoot arrows, his uncle discovered his hiding place again.

This time they came prepared, more menacing than ever before, Ji Chuan was covered in blood, staring blankly at the dead crows all over the mountain.

"Smokewood, smokewood!"

"Guoguo, Guoguo!"

He was only answered by an empty echo, blood mixed with tears, and they were snatched away by Master Bao before they could find them. He didn't struggle, he knew that all of this was because of himself, and they would die because of himself. He couldn't cry or give up. He had to live to be worthy of them, but if he lived, he would kill more people, including all his relatives and friends.He was so glad that Lu Chen didn't know him, he finally had a younger brother, right?

Master Bao is already on his last breath, only exhaling but not inhaling

"Take these, your father has left 1 people for you in Quancheng, you go find them."

Ji Chuan has been crying for a long time, why is he not the one who died? Without his parents, he would not die, Lu Jie would not die, Yanmu and Guoguo would not die, Master Bao would not die either, let me die!Ji Chuan wailed, why, why, just because he is half-human and half-crow, doesn't he have the right to live?

"Don't cry, good boy, don't cry," Master Bao raised his hand with difficulty, wiping away his tears, "I can't last long, listen to me, your father is a good prince, a good husband, and a Good father, he loves his people loves his wife loves you, your mother is also a good crow, she loves her husband loves her son, they have no regrets, me too, all this is not yours Wrong, don't blame yourself, don't hold hatred, this is the way in this world, there is always strong and weak, there is always life and death, don't care about your own identity, don't care what others say, do what you want to do, live, okay, Live happily Jichuan, your mother gave birth to you to let you feel the beauty of this world, even for her you have to live."

Master Bao's voice was inaudible, Ji Chuan tried his best to hear his murmuring

"Your father's name is Si Yun, and your mother's name is Wan Wan."

"Wanwan." The name disappeared with the wind, and the last person in the world who had seen Wanwan also left. Master Bao turned into a crow in his arms, the feathers were still warm, and Ji Chuan unconsciously grabbed the crow. At that moment, Ji Chuan understood what it means to be alone and helpless. Not a single crow survived in the entire mountain forest, and all of them were brutally dissected from the inner alchemy. No one could save himself anymore.Ji Chuan knelt between heaven and earth, live, live, live, live, live, he can only say this to himself, only in this way can he have the courage to stand up, and have the courage to bury Lord Bao in his own bed Under the wooden house, you have the courage to face thousands of troops.

Yes, he can’t die. In countless nights of hunger and cold, and in countless days of fleeing, he encourages himself. If he dies, he will not be able to see the world his mother bought with his life. It will never be possible to recognize Lu Chen, and if he dies, he will not be able to fulfill his promise to Lu Jie.He opened his mouth to catch the falling snowflakes to quench his thirst, and rubbed his unconscious feet. He almost broke into the hibernating bear cave, and he also dug through the ice of the river that was frozen harder than rocks to satisfy his hunger. He sneaked into the farmhouse just to satisfy his thirst. Stealing a sip of hot soup, he was chased for three miles by his master who was even more ruthless than his uncle. He dug out a field mouse hole and had to eat it raw if he couldn’t make a fire. At that time, he thought that he was really a crow. To warm his body, he could only fight snowball fights with himself like a lunatic in the deep mountains and old forests. White gas came out of his nose and mouth like an iron pot boiling water. He was actually amused by his appearance, he actually Laughed.

In the freezing cold, he laughed unscrupulously alone, tears streaming down his face, he felt infinite power in the whiteness, he would definitely survive, as long as he still had the strength to laugh, why didn't he have the strength to survive?So what about half man, half crow, what about those damn legends, he doesn't care, he is Ji Chuan, he is just Ji Chuan, and he will live as Ji Chuan.

However, he belongs to the small group of people who are loathed by the heavens. When Ji Chuan finally said these words calmly, ten years have passed.Ji Chuan sometimes thinks that he must have done a lot of evil in his previous life.

He finally escaped to Quancheng and found the general who was stationed there. The soldier talisman given to him by Lord Bao allowed him to be protected for the time being. His uncle probably knew that he was not a polished commander, or there were more urgent matters waiting for him to solve. , the pursuit of him is finally not so frequent, and he can occasionally stop for a month or two.Finally, after they settled in a bitterly cold place on the border, the general gave him a letter, a jade pendant, and a book.Facts have proved that the spiritual victory method has no practical use, misery is always miserable, and adding eyebrows and lips to it will not change its essence.

That letter was written by Lu Jie to his father. There were many things in the letter, all of which were very important, but the only thing Ji Chuan would like to remember was the last sentence: "If necessary, the child I have saved must be used by my son. kill."

He confirmed that word over and over again, like five thunderclaps, the blood in his body stopped flowing, Ji Chuan thought of the suffering he had suffered before, how ridiculous, ironic, absurd, like a clown, what are those moments of gritting his teeth and persisting? ah?What are those thousands of rivers and mountains that have been crossed?What are those dead crows?What are those earnest teachings?What are those good things?Ji Chuan suddenly wanted to write a letter to his uncle, please continue to hunt me down, please, so that I can always live in a dream.

So this is your purpose, you have determined my fate from the very beginning.

You promised me, right?

Yes, I will definitely do it.