Travel thousands of miles in my life

Qianwen is only a child under ten years old, and she still can't understand how much unimaginable pain the young man has gone through behind those words.He looked at the young man's face, and the moonlight was shining softly on that same gentle face through the window lattice. Although the young man's eyes were dim, there was no expression of disapproval, and the corners of his lips were still slightly raised.

"Brother, will you be sad?" the child asked without end.

"Yes." Wen Shuqiu was packing the clothes in the package, and when he heard the child's words, he couldn't help laughing and said: "No one will not be sad, and I am no exception."

"But I don't think you're sad." The child ran over, lying on the young man's lap and raised his face: "If I can't see, I must be very sad."

"..." The young man paused for a moment, put the clothes neatly back into the package, rubbed the child's head, and said, "Actually, I'm not happy for a while. , but later I figured it out. Since such a thing has happened, we must learn to accept it. Sometimes it is a blessing to live with suffering.”

"I don't understand what you're saying." The child shook his head and said, "But I like you very much. You are better than all the people in the town combined."

"It's a great honor." Wen Shuqiu was amused by the child's serious tone, and pinched the tip of his nose again: "You will understand, because this is not a difficult truth in the first place."

The child raised his head and rubbed against the young man's warm palm, his hand was suddenly disturbed by something, and when he took it out, it was a small bottle, and only then did the child remember the purpose of his visit.

"That's right, I saw a lot of people secretly buried this, so I dug it out." The child picked up the vial and stuffed it into the young man's hand: "It should be a pill inside, it's very smelly. Didn't my brother be interested in this before?" ?"

"Thank you, it's really helpful." Wen Shuqiu said with a smile: "I really want to see what kind of novelty this is, and it has attracted so many people to work for it."

At this time, there were a few more noises from downstairs, the child listened with his ears open, and said in shock: "The old man is up, I have to go back quickly, otherwise he might beat someone if he sees me sneaking out at night."

"Then you go back quickly." The young man stood up, gently opened the door for him, and told him, "Be careful."

"I see!" The child slipped out with a small lamp in his hand, and disappeared after a while.

However, Wen Shuqiu stood at the door for a long time, he 'watched' the direction the child left with a complicated expression, and drew his attention back with the bottle still in his hand.

This is the mysterious elixir...

The young man first uncorked the vial and smelled it, and a strong, bitter medicinal smell wafted through his nostrils. After hesitating for a while, he poured out another pill and put it in his mouth.

The moment the elixir touched the tip of the tongue, a strange feeling spread instantly, and Wen Shuqiu suddenly felt a little dizzy in his body.He savored it carefully, this feeling was like being drunk, and seeing everything was as hazy as if immersed in water.

Inexplicably, his head began to feel dizzy and aching from fullness, Wen Shuqiu gasped in a low voice.The medicinal property of this elixir was much stronger than he imagined.

He couldn't go on like this anymore, remembering the contents of the kit, he hesitated for a moment, bit his index finger and put it in his mouth, a few drops of blood flowed down the fingertips.In just a few breaths, the illusory feeling was almost suppressed like seeing the evil spirit of thunder.

Wen Shuqiu rubbed the rough bottle in his hand, his face gradually became serious.The taste is 'unspeakably bitter', but 'you can feel like a fairy when you eat it'.The two most prominent features are exactly the same as the medicine that the mother said, and everything is perfectly matched.

This small pill is an accessory of the Heavenly Dao Stone, and it is made by kneading some unknown herbs to cover the taste with its powder.Remembering what his mother said before, the young man picked up the hairpin, cut his palm, poured a few pills from the bottle, and put them in his blood.He stared closely at his palm, with an inexplicable meaning in his dim eyes, and the warm blood became cold and dry little by little in the darkness.

He raised his head and ate the small soaked pills, and after waiting for a while, he didn't feel any ethereal feeling.

"How could this be..."

After the dust settled, he took a deep breath and stroked his slender wrist. It was the blood rushing under the pale skin that made the pill lose its supposed potency.

At this point, Wen Shuqiu finally had no choice but to believe that he was the antidote to that day's Dao Stone.Everything he has endured, whether it is the uninterrupted bitter soup when he was young, or the abyss in front of him now, everything is the inevitable price to pay for solving the evil thing like the Heavenly Dao Stone.

what does this mean?

Wen Shuqiu lowered his eyelashes and let out a long, weak sigh.He has become the only weakness of Tiandaoshi, will that person let him go?It is correct to separate from Yan Wuxin.The young man thought, if he was with him, maybe he would not be able to give up.

One town is like this, but there are hundreds of towns in the desert, and there are countless towns on the border... Could it be that they are all completely controlled by Prince Gong?

No wonder the mother would say that she is the end of everything, the young man silently revealed a bitter smile, this ended not only that person's ambition, but also his own life.

Sometimes, Wen Shuqiu also feels confused, why he has to take on so many things and sacrifice for the common people.At the same time, he is also quite clear that this world has never given him room to think about these things.

"Martyrdom for Cangli, my son dare?" '

On the paper in the kit, his mother left a last sentence to question him.She saw her son's hesitation, but she couldn't agree with this almost timid mood, lest he forget what he should do because of love.

Wen Shuqiu once thought he was standing at a crossroads, with life on the one hand and going on the other.When this absurd thing was exposed before his eyes, he really realized that although there seemed to be a road to choose, the end of the road was death.However, one is to fight for the world not to fall into the hands of that person in an upright manner, and the other may be to die from the killing that that person designed to achieve himself.He is really afraid of death, but there are indeed more important things than life.

King Gong is not benevolent and unrighteous. If he ascends the throne, the country will be ruined.

That's it, that's it.

"At least it's a worthwhile life." He put down the vial in his hand and fell back tiredly, with the back of his hand resting on his eyes.

The room was silent. If someone looked carefully at this moment, they would find that the young man was biting his lips tightly, suppressing his choked voice, but two lines of clear tears flowed from between his fingers.He knew that the sun would rise again tomorrow morning, and everything would continue like yesterday, but he didn't know when he would never see such a scene again.

On the other side of the desert, a tall man in a blue robe nimbly bypassed the sentry box beside the official road, and slipped into the desert under the cover of night.

Coming to this desert again after half a year, even a vulgar person like Yan Wuxin couldn't help but feel some emotion in his heart.What I wanted to find out when I came to the desert was the relationship between the black box and the death of the young owner of Green Ant Villa, but I didn't expect so many stories to happen here.

Yan Wuxin untied the bag, and took out a small compass from inside——before he left, he finally remembered to buy it, and looked at the direction.He remembered that there was another road to Roshana in the south.

He originally thought that Wen Shuqiu was going north to find Gu Ping after leaving the mountain. He knew that the young man had been worried about the little wolf cub, so he planned to go after Wen Shuqiu on the official road leading to Roshna.

In the end, who would have thought that the little idiot Qiuqiu had lost his way or gone to another place, Yan Wuwu asked many people along the way and said that he had never seen a young man with such a description.

Could it be lost?Yan Wuxin scratched his neck, feeling a little confused.After thinking about it for a while, he unfolded a drawing that had been worn down to the point of rough edges, on which several apparently obvious sand dunes and oases were marked with cinnabar.

Hong Sanniang had previously given him the news that a huge sum of money worth three taels of silver, Ghost Face had a gathering place deep in the desert, and they often sent things there at night.Yan Wuxin looked at the estimated location, and was surprised to find that it wasn't too far from the old house where Gu Ping and Lu Chen lived.

Thinking of this, he hesitated for a moment, but the bad premonition in his heart still prevailed, so he decided to go to Gu Ping's place first.That child is very stubborn, don't really suffer any disaster.Yan Wuwu put away the blueprints, raised his breath and rushed towards that direction, he didn't know that what he had inadvertently guessed was precisely the truth of the accident.

As soon as Zhuyun Tayue came out, the surrounding scenery was quickly left behind by him, and most of Yan Wuwu's internal strength had recovered. At this time, even if the wind was blowing in the opposite direction, he would not be slowed down at all.

The man's footsteps were very fast, and he reached the south of the desert in less than two hours.He remembered that across the small sand dune he could see the dilapidated hut that seemed to be falling down soon.With inexplicable excitement, Yan Wuyi landed like a light kite, walked quickly a few steps and was about to shout, but suddenly felt something was wrong.After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he frowned.

The original small house in memory turned into a scorched ruin at this time, and it looked a little ghostly under the moonlight.Yan Wuxin stepped forward quickly, picked up a handful of black ashes, twisted them open and smelled them.

"Looking at it, it should have been burned not long ago." Yan Wuxin kicked away the ashes around him, and he could still vaguely see some marks left by the fighting. He knelt down and touched the marks, thinking thoughtfully : "A fierce battle, could it be Lu Chen?"

The man stood up and walked around the ruins again. When he saw a small tomb behind the house, his always smiling face suddenly sank down.

"My lover... Lu Chen?" Yan Wuwu never thought that the young Taoist who always looked calm would go away as soon as he said it. He clenched his fists and then loosened them, his mind was in chaos It became a pot of porridge.

The man rubbed his tingling forehead, and managed to calm down. Looking at the grave and the rough tombstone in front of him, he suddenly felt absurd, but he couldn't tell what was absurd.Lu Chen's fate was not good, he was born alone, but fortunately he was adopted as a disciple by a nagging old Taoist priest, after more than ten years of ignorance, the Taoist temple has undergone major changes.

The reason why Yan Wuwu knew Lu Chen was also because he had stayed in Xuanji Pavilion for a while when he was desperate.At that time, Father Yan also said that he would definitely have a confidant to accompany him in the future, but now it is good, the confidant will be gone before he doesn't know the heart.

It's God's will.

Yan Wuxin wiped off the dust on the tombstone for him, and said with a wry smile in his heart: I've really been reciting words these days, and I haven't seen the people I want to see, so I just sweep other people's graves.Which one of you is good, don't leave another one!

He swept away the sand in front of the tomb, only to find a book on it.Yan Wuwu scratched his nose, picked up the book and opened it, and said helplessly, "You can go as soon as you go, but don't entrust that little wolf cub to the two of us."

There are only a few short sentences on the paper, and the font is trembling and crooked:

Brother Yan, Zhan Xinjia.There is not much time left, so I wrote this book.All the people in the world say that you are lonely, if you have more than your own strength, it is really difficult to accomplish anything.This world is really like facing an abyss, precarious.Wang Jun sacrificed himself to seek the truth, and saved the world from the fire and water.In addition, Gu Ping was young, so he begged Brother Yan to take care of him.Please ask for the above, and sincerely look forward to your permission.Hello. '

Lu Chen had been proud and upright all his life, and finally, he finally begged for someone.Yan Wuxin closed the letter carefully and sighed.

It's his fault too, just take care of him.

The most important thing now is... Where did Gu Ping go?

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