Zhan Ye

Du Yun's tomb is not far away, it is just behind the tower, in the woods beside the moat of Jianzhou City.

Du Yun died back then, and there was not even a body. Xie Yu had only seen this tomb since he could remember. This is why he hated Chi Ming more and more, and later took his head.

On the way, Duan Ximei was still thinking about the words that Wei Feiqing said just now, and he heard Feng Chan say: "Your little friend, I think you are a wonderful person."

Duan Ximei didn't know why, he didn't feel too much about Feng Chan's care and love. At this moment, he heard Feng Chan call Wei Feiqing his "little friend", and it was rare to pay attention to words of praise. He felt a little embarrassed in his heart, and said in a low voice: " He's... very smart."

Feng Chan glanced sideways at him.

More than smart?He thought, what he said today about the past, about Duan Xiemei and Xie Yu's life experience is all miserable, but the child said that Duan Xixiu "obtained" from it. How can this wisdom and foresight penetrate everything? Can it be described as smart?

But although he didn't care about foreign things, it didn't mean he didn't see Wei Feiqing's concern and protection for Mr. Duan, and he felt very relieved when he thought of having such a reliable friend by his side.

Du Yun's tomb is in front of him.

Duan Ximei and Feng Chan had no intention of thinking about anything else.

This forest is not very big, there is only one tomb deserted and deserted, it can be seen that it is definitely not the tomb of Xie's ancestors.

Feng Chan knew that Du Yun's body was not among them, but he still couldn't help falling on the grave at the first sight. When he saw the words "Du's Clothes Tomb" engraved on the stele, he felt absurd for a while.Thinking indifferently, this is her life, the life she chose for herself, she lived wronged and died miserably, there is no corpse in the tomb, no words on the stele, even the word "Xiemen" that she most wanted was not crowned, This is true, no, can, more, absurd, absurd.

Duan Xiemei's eyes were fixed on the top of the tombstone.

There was a gray thing hanging on it, and after looking at it for a long time, he finally realized that it was tied to the top of the tombstone with a strand of hair that came with it, so...it was a human head.It's just that too long has passed, the original hair has turned into a mass of withered grass, and the head in the clump... Duan Xiemei broke away from Feng Chan's hand that was supporting him, staggered step by step to the tombstone, reached out to hold the hair The human head, his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't untie the strand of hair even after untying it for a long time.But he didn't dare to use force, he didn't dare to break any strand of hair.When he finally untied his hair and held the head in his hands, his face was already wet with tears.He carefully smoothed out the messy hair, pinned the hairs behind his head, and finally revealed the face of the human head...not the face, but just a few black holes on the skull.

But that person has been with him for more than ten years. In the first ten years of his life, he was the only one. Hugh said that he turned into a skeleton, even if he turned into fly ash, he could recognize him at a glance.

Caressing the few holes on the skull, Duan Ximei's tears flowed more and more fiercely, until he couldn't stop his sobs, and finally he burst into tears like Xie Yu did before, as if he wanted to watch him being cut off Head, all these years of searching for other people's heads but not seeing them, and never daring to go back to worship his mutilated tomb, wept all the grievances.

How beautiful this life was.

Even if he is bad, he is so bad that no one in the world can match him.

On the day of his death, the villains all over the world cried and kowtowed for him.

However, his head was hung in front of the graves of the apprentices who had taught him, betrayed him, and killed his siblings year after year until it dried into a skeleton.

How could he... so wronged, so humiliated, so wronged.

Mr. Duan cried so hard that he almost lost his breath.

A person wanted to take the head from his hand, he instinctively defended, but when he raised his eyes, he saw it was Feng Chan.Seeing the expression in Feng Chan's eyes, he couldn't help letting go.

Feng Chan held the head in front of his eyes, stared at it carefully for a long time, tears fell one by one from his cloudy eyes, and fell on the dry hair that was not tidied up but was indistinguishable, he put the head in his arms for a long time, and shook it heavily. Hug: "...good brother." Tears streamed down.

Duan Ximei stared blankly at him and Chi Mingren's head in his arms, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind. It was the first time in his life that he had such an idea: his biological father...Duan Fangxing, did someone give him that man back then? Collect the body?

He remembered what Fu Bayin vaguely said to him?

He was good friends with his biological father, went to look for him after his death, found his knife, but did not find his... dead body.

He clenched his teeth tightly and made a rattling sound. Otherwise, this man felt that his whole body and heart were about to explode, but suddenly he heard Feng Chan say to him in a very gentle tone: "Mei'er, you don't have to be sad. , your adoptive father...in fact, he doesn't care about these things." He said, thinking carefully about the man 20 years ago, no, 30 years ago, "He practiced all his martial arts by himself, and he encountered a lot of adventures in his life." He obtained it by himself. He has been free from restraint since he was a child, but he feels that the sky is high and the earth is wide, and there is no place he cannot go. For this reason, he uses the sky as his quilt and the ground as his mat. When he has no rice, he wipes his face and sits on the street begging. If you don't agree with others, you will fight desperately... Has he ever cared about these foreign things? And has he cared about his own body? So don't be sad, he's fine, and he doesn't feel wronged. To be a companion with the tomb of his apprentice's clothes, it is also a comfort to him to think about it."

Duan Ximei heard himself ask softly: "Then what does he care about?"

"...He cares about people's hearts. He really has no brains, and he doesn't like to think about things. He treats whoever treats him well. He has always been so simple." Feng Chan seemed to smile slightly, but that smile After a while, it turned into silence again, "It's just... the person who treated him well and got his kindness, Wei Junxin betrayed him, Ayun betrayed him, Fang Zong and I are both 'dead', eight-tone number He lived in seclusion in the City of Death for ten years and didn't care about world affairs. In the last few years, he must be very happy that you could be by his side. What about Ruo'er? Do you know the news about Du Ruo?"

Unknowingly, Duan Ximei burst into tears again, gritted his teeth and said, "Du Ruo...killed him with his own hands." He didn't have much resentment towards Du Ruo at first, but when he heard Feng Chan's words, the hatred in his heart was really overwhelming. .

"So he kept Ruo'er by his side." Feng Chan sighed slightly, "He killed Ayun but kept Ruo'er by his side. Presumably he had predicted that outcome early in the morning, so why should you help him?" not worth."

It's even more likely that Chi Ming, who had suffered repeated betrayals and blows, had lost all interest in life at that time, and all the things that followed would leave no trace in his heart.

"Back then, the four of us worshiped outside the customs. This head was the biggest, and the octave was the second. I was the third eldest, and I was the youngest. I didn’t call out big brother, second brother, third brother and fourth brother in a serious way, because in our hearts, whether brothers or best friends, those are just titles. As long as we put each other in the right position in our hearts, we will naturally I don't care about those details anymore. It's just—" Feng Chan turned to Duan Humei, "When you were still in your mother's womb, the three of us got a summons from your father. It's not just me, those two are also in my heart I fantasized about being called uncle and second uncle by you. It’s just that one became your adoptive father and the other your master. We all pretended to forget the titles that originally belonged to us. Mei’er, I I have never raised you, nor taught you martial arts, nor have I seen any of your appearance before today. But even so, I still have the cheek to ask you, would you like to call me 'Sanbo'?"

Duan Xiemei stared at him blankly, bent down on the ground for a while, and kowtowed straightly to him: "San Bo."

"Good... My eyebrows are so good." Feng Chan stretched out a hand to caress the top of his head, "Third Uncle, I would like to ask you one more thing. You take your adoptive father's head back to the place where he was buried, and bury him properly. He It doesn’t matter whether you care about it or not, this is also your duty as a person and child. After you finish this thing, don’t worry about it anymore. As the little friend said, from now on, you will have a brighter future, and you will always get a lot of things that belong to you in the future my own."

Suddenly, a trace of uneasiness flashed in Duan Ximei's heart: "Aren't you going with me?"

Feng Chan smiled slightly: "I still have one thing I haven't been able to do. After I finish this thing, I will go find you." He looked down at Chi Ming's head and Duan Fangzong's broken body that were held in his hands. Obstacle knife, some of it is safe, some of it is decisive, "This knife, Meier, lend me a moment."

Duan Xie's eyebrows twitched: "What is it used for?"

"Of course it's killing people." Feng Chan smiled, showing a bit of heroism in his smile, "The number one barrier-breaking knife in the world, isn't it used to kill people? Is it chopping melons and vegetables? If so, your father will be killed even if he dies." I'm alive with rage."

Duan Ximei hesitated and said: "...Kill Xie Yin?"

Handing Chi Ming's head to his hand, Feng Chan shook his knife and nodded: "20 years ago, Xie Yin threw me into the bottom of the Phoenix Tower, and told me personally that he was the one who gave your father the last blow at the top of Gujue Peak. , It was also he who threw your father's body into the abyss so that there was no bones left. Six years ago, when I barely woke up from the perennial poisonous erosion, I heard the news of your adoptive father's death. At that time... I was finally able to hold on The only thing I thought about coming here was to personally take off Xie Yin's head one day and plead guilty to these two people. That's why I finally waited for today. Meier, you go ahead and find you after I resolve this matter. You two can live as you want."

Before Duan Ximei could speak, a person next to him suddenly said: "I was the one who killed Chi Ming back then."

The person who spoke was Xie Yu, and this was the second time he said it today.

Since coming here, he has stood by the side without saying a word, quietly watching how the two of them cried and lost their composure in front of Chi Ming's head.An Ran's attitude is not so much that he has finally calmed down, but that he is waiting to die wholeheartedly.

Feng Chan didn't even look at him, he just said indifferently: "Everything in the past should not be blamed on you. I know that everything you know today is hard for you to accept. You don't have to forget it, but the past is all over after all. , even for your mother's expectation, you should live a good life in the future."

"My mother's expectation..." Xie Yu murmured again, not hiding her sarcasm, "How could she have expected me? If she... even thought about me in her heart, how could she be like that that day? Decided to die?" To put it bluntly, no matter who his parents were, he never had a place in his heart.He accepted these two facts at once today, and the strange thing is that he no longer feels uncomfortable in his heart.

"People are complicated, who can be completely selfless?" Feng Chan finally turned his head to look at him, "Back when Xie Yin doubted your birth, she must have been disheartened. She was only a young girl in her early teens at that time. How can you make everything comprehensive? If you don’t want to think about her anymore, just live for your own good. After all, you have not lived a satisfactory life in the past 20 years.”

Xie Yu Xie Yu, people live up to their name.The first time Feng Chan saw his beautiful face resembling that of an old friend, he felt a lingering gloom between his brows, how could he look like a young and vigorous young man?

For myself... Xie Yu thought, and couldn't help but glance at Duan Ximei.If it is for oneself, I am afraid that no one can do better than this person, right?What he experienced was obviously a hundred times more tragic than his own, but he managed to live out himself in the end.

Duan Ximei pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked Feng Chan: "San Bo just said that you have been poisoned for many years, and you are not even conscious. In addition, you were poisoned by Du Yun Xie Yin one after another back then. It’s hard to imagine the tragic situation. It’s only a few years since you recovered your martial arts, but Xie Yin’s martial arts realm has never stopped in the past 20 years. Just now you said that you can do whatever you want with me afterwards, the sky is high and the sea is wide, can I really believe this?”

This is the first time he said such a long sentence today, and after he finished speaking, he added a very straightforward sentence: "Do you really think that you can beat Xie Yin today?"

He asked so directly, Feng Chan was taken aback for a moment, and seemed to appreciate his directness, so he no longer concealed it, shook his head very calmly, and then smiled: "However, if there is a conclusion in martial arts, how can there be any conclusion in this world?" So many with the few to win the many, and the weak against the strong? Success or failure will only be known after fighting."

"Knowing that you can't do it, you do it, Sanbo...with arrogance." Duan Ximei murmured.He has never appreciated others' so-called arrogance, but at this moment, facing Feng Chan who calmly said "you will only know after beating", he suddenly finds that he can also appreciate it.

"Knowing that you can't do it..." Feng Chan repeated in a low voice, and once again looked at the head in his hand and the sword in his hand, "Back then, the four of us made a blood alliance and swore 'I hope to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day'. It's not that I really want to die together. It's just that the vow was made, and I was 20 years late for this appointment, but after all, I can still fulfill the promise of the king in my lifetime, even if I know that I can't do it, I will live No regrets."

Duan Ximei looked at him, his face was as old as a dead tree, and his body was as old as old sticks. He didn't look like a person in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't look like a complete person.But he didn't have any wine in his hand, yet he felt that he was more heroic than a charlatan who killed ten catties of burning knives in one go.He didn't have a sword in his hand to borrow from him, but he felt that it would be a thousand times more honorable to have the No. 20 sword in the world to borrow from him [-] years later than to hold it in his hands for a hundred years and a thousand years.

Duan Xiemei glanced at Xie Yu again, thinking about the ridiculous friendship between the two of them in the past.

"It turns out..." he murmured, "In this world, there really is a thousand gold promises, and there are blood alliances, and they are unswerving."

(Let’s talk about the situation: I’m going to go out for a few days today, and I wanted to save some manuscripts, but my eyes have been inflamed for the past few days, so the manuscripts have not been saved, and I can only put today’s and tomorrow’s chapters in the manuscript box for the time being. If there is no unexpected situation the day after tomorrow, I will update the article. If there is no more, I will say a da, I hope everyone understands. After this week, I will try my best to write more, okay~)