Travel thousands of miles in my life

Wen Shuqiu suddenly fell into an unknown panic and bewilderment, and there was still a small pile of ashes in his hand.No one will know what horrible rumors have been recorded on it.As soon as he raised his hand, the wind swept away the dust, scattered it, and blew it away into the distance.

The young man stood where he was, silently watching the direction the wind was blowing. Although he couldn't see, he could still imagine what the sky looked like at this time based on his previous impressions.

After a while, he lowered his head and stroked his wrist, under the pale skin was blood flowing endlessly.After reading the letter from his mother, he realized what the end of everything was and what he was carrying.

His blood actually had a devastating effect on the Heavenly Dao Stone.The young man was at a loss, and his mother said to him lightly: This is your life, go and destroy your and his poisonous plan, and save the common people from the fire and water.

Rescue, Wen Shuqiu closed his palms and covered his face.He thought helplessly, I saved the common people, who can save me?

Stop and go along the way, constantly identify the direction to confirm whether the path you are walking is correct.Wen Shuqiu finally arrived at the next town before sunset, the first thing to do was to buy some dry food first, and then find an inn.The desert at night is different from the daytime. Not only will the wind direction change, but there will also be countless quicksand pits that are hard to guard against, which is really not conducive to traveling.

Many people were coming and going on the street, and because of the small size of the town, people's voices were extremely noisy when they gathered together, which made Wen Shuqiu, whose hearing had become very sensitive now, feel extremely uncomfortable.He frowned, raised his hand and covered his ears with his inner strength hand, and after a while, he felt his body relax.

"Your Excellency, may I ask where is the inn in the town?" Wen Shuqiu felt someone approaching him, so he raised his hand to stop him, and then asked politely.

The man said nothing, bypassed the young man and walked forward on his own.This made the young man a little strange, but he only thought that his actions had annoyed that person, so he didn't care about it, and asked another person to question him.

Who would have thought that the second person would be the same, he just glanced at him and dragged away.After asking three or four people in a row, the result was the same. The young man gradually realized that something was wrong. The noise around him was still going on, but he couldn't hear what they were arguing about.

"Hey! Young people over there, come here!" An old voice suddenly came from the tide-like commotion, clearly visible.

Wen Shuqiu's breath was stagnant, and he carried the burden and walked in that direction.Before he could ask, a hand stretched out from the shadows and pulled him into the room.With Wen Shuqiu's skill, he could naturally avoid the hand with unknown intentions, but he didn't feel any malice from it, so he followed the hand into the room.

There was a strong smell of medicine and an indescribable rotten smell in the small space. The young man shrugged his nose and pursed his lips.

Before the person who pulled him in opened his mouth, he coughed hastily again. Wen Shuqiu came back to his senses and quickly stepped forward to grab the person's wrist to feel his pulse.

"Old man, your body..." As soon as he felt his pulse, he couldn't speak for a moment. This person's health was too poor, with heavy ailments and stasis. He seemed to have been poisoned before, so that now his body was like A colander, never to be raised again.

"There is a sign on the inn, just a few steps in front of you. Why do you ask people?" The old man finally recovered, and he looked at the gentle and handsome young man in front of him and asked, "It's not good to ask, those people They are all lunatics, how dare you go forward and pull them?"

"..." Wen Shuqiu was a little confused by the barrage of questioning, and after recovering, he smiled helplessly: "Old man, to tell you the truth, I can't see."

"Nonsense, I think you are walking well, how can you not see?" The old man froze for a moment, blowing his beard and staring, "Why are you young people talking nonsense and cursing themselves!"

"I'm a martial arts practitioner. Even if I can't see it, I can use other methods to identify obstacles. I usually look the same as ordinary people." Wen Shuqiu was not displeased by being offended. He said softly: "The old man asked me to come here. what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just not pleasing to see you walking around there!" The old man said in a vicious voice: "Is there anything else, if there is nothing, go quickly."

"Mr., why didn't they say a word when I asked those people just now?" Wen Shuqiu asked in doubt, recalling the weird scene just now.

"They dug up the treasures on the back mountain randomly, and they were bewitched. They didn't know what they were doing. Some people even went berserk and killed people. We are the only old people in the town who are not bewitched." The old man said disdainfully: "I see you You are outsiders, so I kindly remind you, don't go to the back mountain with those people, you will not be able to come back if you are caught by evil."

"Thank you, you helped me a lot." The young man smiled even more happily. He stood up and bowed, before he walked out the door, he turned back suddenly: "It suddenly occurred to me that if you don't have rheumatism, you should not use Lei Gong Strong medicine like rattan is harmful to the body."

Among the smells I smelled when I first entered the door, the smell of tripterygium wilfordii is the most obvious.For a weak body like the old man, if he blindly uses such a powerful medicinal material as Tripterygium wilfordii, it will not only fail to achieve the purpose of curing the disease, but it will even make his already riddled body even worse after a long time.There are many kinds of prescriptions for treating typhoid fever, and Wen Shuqiu couldn't think of any one that needed to use Tripterygium wilfordii for a while. He just offered some suggestions based on the idea of ​​a doctor to cure the disease and save the patient.Although the old man didn't show him a good face since he entered the door, the young man could indeed feel his kindness.

The old man sat on the bed, looked at the back of the young man leaving with a complicated expression, and after a long time, he gave a cold snort.

There were still people coming and going on the street, and no one noticed that a stranger came here.The eyes of those young people were bloodshot, and they muttered meaningless words. They walked back and forth under the sun, and their clothes were covered with mud.If they were a little closer, Wen Shuqiu could smell the stench from them, which was really uncomfortable.

He avoided the crowd walking back and forth, and walked towards the inn along the base of the wall.As soon as he opened the door, he heard a lazy voice saying: "Guest officer, do you want to play the top or stay in the hotel?"

"Stay in the hotel." Wen Shuqiu handed over some broken silver: "Please open a clean room."

The old shopkeeper narrowed his eyes and looked at the young customer. Seeing that he looked good and was wearing good materials, he quickly softened his voice: "Look at what you said, our shop is clean." After that, he turned his head and shouted upstairs: "Qianwen—clean up the room facing east, there are guests!"

"What are you yelling at! Let's do it!" A crisp voice came from upstairs, very annoyed.

"I'm making you laugh, please, please." The shopkeeper cursed a few words in a low voice, and greeted him with a smile.

Wen Shuqiu pursed his lips, and walked up.Before he opened the door, he was hit by a child who ran out from inside.Seeing that he bumped into someone, the child ran down quickly, but was grabbed by the shopkeeper and brought him over by the collar.

"Let go of me, old man!" The child struggled with teeth and claws, and cursed, "You old man! How dare you catch me!"

The shopkeeper raised his hand furiously to hit him, but Wen Shuqiu who was at the side quickly persuaded him.

After the shopkeeper left angrily, he half bent down and touched the child's head: "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"No, no." The child who was fierce like a little yasha when facing the old shopkeeper blushed at this moment, looked at the little brother's face and said obediently: "I'm sorry."

"Don't be so reckless in the future." Wen Shuqiu touched his body, took out a small fruit and stuffed it for the child, and said with a smile, "Qianwen, right? Thank you for cleaning up the house, you are so good."

The child stared at him for a while, then took the fruit and ran away blushing.

Wen Shuqiu didn't take this small disturbance to heart, he groped into the room, settled his things, and lay down.

Too tired, he raised his hands to cover his eyes.The whole world is not completely dark, and occasionally he can see some dark gray things moving, which is already the limit of his eyesight.Wen Shuqiu smiled wryly, it's not that he was never filled with resentment, nor was he never without despair.In the first few days, he couldn't move an inch, and his whole body was covered with bruises. Lying on the bed at that time, even his heart was dark.

Jiuxian mercilessly exposed his last disguise, and only then did he clearly realize that he was blind.

Although I knew my future destiny when I was a child, I never thought deeply about what the dark world is like.Now that he knows, this feeling is like being watched all the time, and no one can save him from this abyss.Until later, he gradually began to like the feeling of closing his eyes, so that there will always be a moment when he thinks that as long as he opens his eyes, he can see the colorful world again.

Life is going on, and the scars all over the body will fade away one day.

Wen Shuqiu closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own world.Night fell quietly, and the sky was full of stars.The noisy voices during the day were reduced to silence, and the town was eerily quiet, not even the sound of dogs barking.

"Boom-"

Someone kicked over the pot placed at the base of the wall, making a loud noise.The young man who was sleeping on the bed frowned, sat up and rubbed his eyes.He put on his coat and walked to the door of the inn. When he was about to go out to check the situation, he heard a child's voice behind him, and he said softly.

"Brother, don't go."

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