[Yi Tian Tongren] Fighting for life

When Song Qingshu helped her to sit on the bamboo chair under the yellow flower tree, Yin Li also prepared her mentally.She pointed to the word fellow on the letter and said to Song Qingshu: "This word is fellow, that is, the fellow with a lang at the end of this word. He is saying that only fellow can understand the whole content of his letter. I I understand everything." Yin Li paused, then said, "Do you know why?"

Song Qingshu felt a little bad. He remembered that Yin Li was born in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and grew up in northern Anhui, and the person who left the book was obviously from Yunnan. How could they be called fellow villagers?

"You may also feel that something is wrong." Yin Li looked at Song Qingshu who seemed to have nothing wrong with his expression, and his mood was inexplicably uneasy.In fact, modern people have seen the matter of time travel a lot, and they think it is quite easy to accept, but if an ancient person sees it, I am afraid that it will be counted as the monstrous thing like resurrecting the soul with a dead body.

Yin Li pinched the letter paper in his hand, bent it into a small arc, and unfolded it again, leaving a long crease on the letter paper.She lowered her head, and still didn't know where to start talking about these two words, crossing. After a long silence, she looked at the ground and said, "Do you believe in the three thousand worlds taught by Buddhism?"

Song Qingshu saw that Yin Li didn't look at him, so he simply ignored the secret book, lifted his robe and sat on the bamboo chair next to her.

They are sitting under the yellow flower tree now, and there are many fallen yellow flower petals around them. Those petals were originally withering on the white sand and mud, but Song Qingshu somehow felt that Yin Li's moon-white skirt Swipe up one corner, and the surroundings will look better.It seems that those flowers should have fallen in that position, waiting for such a hazy hem to surround the arch.

After a moment of ecstasy, Song Qingshu replied: "It's different from what our Taoists say, but I think since there are many people who believe it, there is always a certain reason."

Yin Li glanced at him, and she could tell that this was almost a comforting word. "I didn't believe in the three thousand worlds before. I thought it was nonsense. It's like...you can see that there are so many scripts out there. Can you believe that there is a real world in each script? Those people are as good as us. To live, in a world that we cannot see or touch, and follow the plot of the storybook exactly?"

Song Qingshu originally wanted to say that this was impossible, but seeing Yin Li's solemn expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he fell silent.

Yin Li didn't necessarily want him to give an answer or something.Then he said: "But I came here, and the cruel facts tell me that the three thousand worlds exist." After she said this, she felt a burst of relief in her heart, like a stone that had been choked in her heart for many, many years. Spit it out.

Song Qingshu has always been transparent, and he can understand the elegant meaning by listening to the strings. Yin Li has already talked about this, how can he not understand?In Song Qingshu's heart, it was as if a stormy sea was beating a boulder, and all kinds of turbulent voices swayed back and forth. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that he couldn't say anything.

Yin Li finally looked up at Song Qingshu: "That's why this person and I are fellow villagers. Because the two of us are not from this world. We come from the same world, the same country, and we were probably in the same era. , so we are fellow villagers.”

Song Qingshu's face changed again and again, and finally froze on sluggishness.

If what she said is true, then she and this person were contemporaries in the original world, but there is a difference of nearly a hundred years here, and it can only be explained by using three thousand worlds...

Yin Li also knew that he needed to digest it, so she remained silent for a while, and then she saw that Song Qing's expression gradually returned to normal, and finally said: "Although it is unbelievable, our Taoists emphasize that everything has its own cause and effect. You and that senior If you’re here, there must be a reason why you’re here.”

Yin Li seemed to be relieved in her heart, and she couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, as if she suddenly had something to say to Song Qingshu.Yin Li thought for a while, then said: "We have received a different set of education since we were young, and what we see is another world, which leads some of us to think that we can change the world after we go to another world, even if we don't Those who feel that they can change the world will probably feel... nostalgic for the past." Yin Li said this, paused, and then said, "This senior should be the former type, and I... I am the latter kind. I sometimes think, it would be great if I could go back, even if I can only be a lonely ghost after going back, it would be good to meet my parents.  … I haven’t seen them for many years They're gone."

"So Miss Yin wants to go back?" Song Qingshu felt a sense of loss in his heart. He settled down and asked, "...how did Miss Yin come here?"

Yin Li still lowered his eyes, "I don't know how I came here. When I was 19 years old, I died due to an unexpected accident, and then I came here.... When I first came here, I found out that my father in this world Originally, he wanted to kill me, but his martial arts were beyond my reach, so I had to escape... After climbing out of the courtyard wall of my house, I fell into a coma due to heavy injuries, and was picked up by my grandfather, and then I entered the Butterfly Valley. "

"... At that time, I was recovering from my injuries, and I hadn't yet apprenticed to a teacher. I was in a completely strange environment, and I watched strange people come and go every day. Those people were not intact, they were all patients in my Ming Cult, and some They were wounded by others, some were chopped by others, and some were poisoned and tortured to death. When they arrived at the Butterfly Valley, they were already out of shape. I have never seen these so close before. See It was scary and sad. At that time, I stayed in this world full of martial arts, poison and casualties, and once... once lived in anxiety."

"So I recovered from my injuries and started to study medicine. I didn't have the idea of ​​'even if his martial arts are good and the poison is strong, as long as he doesn't kill me with one palm, he poisons me to death in an instant, I can save myself'. It is because my master is too powerful. , gave me a certain amount of self-confidence. Later, when I had the opportunity, I studied poison again, basically with the intention of being able to kill, save, and scare others... But that's it, my martial arts are not very good, and sometimes I still feel uneasy , Every time this happens, I always think, if I hadn’t come here because of that unexpected disaster, and I was still alive in my original world... that would be great. But I can’t go back.”

"..." Song Qingshu suddenly didn't know what to say.

Yin Li was also silent for a moment, and sighed: "What good is there in a world with martial arts? I used to think that having martial arts is very handsome, but later I discovered that the martial arts in this world are just like money in our world. Same. People without martial arts, even their lives are at risk. If they don’t have martial arts, they can only pray to their ancestors to accumulate virtue and not be killed by someone. It’s better to have our world without martial arts.” Thinking about it now, although There are also poisons and powerful lethal weapons over there, and some people in other countries are suffering from wars and being bullied by foreign races, but the country she lives in has survived the most difficult period for many years. , She has never felt the feeling that people are not as good as dogs in troubled times.

Yin Li was born in a family that wasn't too good or too bad. He basically got what he wanted, and he never had any fears or fears... When he came here suddenly, he always felt do not adapt.Even though I'm almost used to it now, and I have some skills, and I'm no longer in the stage of being mermaid, in retrospect, I still feel that my life was better before.

Song Qingshu was silent for a long time, and asked: "What would a world without martial arts look like? Wouldn't it be that no one killed dog officials, and no one helped the weak?"

Yin Liyuan was still sad about his time-traveling career, but when he heard Song Qingshu's question, he suddenly felt a lot better for some reason.She pursed her lips and smiled: "There is our government. Our government is still much better than the government here. Even if the government does not do well, there are still many people watching. How dare you act so blatantly when you are a dog official?" In Hengxing Township, the sky-high emperor is the local emperor far away? In our place, it is convenient to communicate in different places. In theory, people all over the country can communicate in a place similar to the page of a book. It’s basically an unsatisfactory ending. Even if no one knows martial arts, the saliva of ordinary people with a sense of justice all over the country is enough to drown a dog official. Although... this sense of justice sometimes Being used as a gun by others will do bad things with good intentions. But throughout the ages, how many people can not be used as a gun by others? I have heard a lot of stories about heroes killing dogs and killing good officials, so I also Can't be too harsh."

"That page is quite interesting." Song Qingshu couldn't imagine what kind of page it was, so that people all over the country could communicate with each other.

"Really? We have a lot of interesting things." Yin Li sighed as he spoke.Born in such a world and living an ordinary life, he longs for the world of martial arts that enjoys happiness and hatred.But when she really came to the world of martial arts and gave her pleasure, Yin Li realized that she couldn't get used to the rules of the game where she couldn't get used to the rules of the game where she could kill with ease and kill with her hand when she got in the way.

"But such a government that needs to be supervised by a person with a sense of justice is not the same as our government? Those dog officials here will only restrain themselves when they see other people's heads fall to the ground."

"Hey, how can I tell you." Yin Li thought for a while, "Because everyone doesn't know martial arts, so everyone is similar. Most of the time, only relying on the government can maintain law and order, justice and reason. It's like death For people like this, they are definitely in charge of finding the murderer. It’s like... Lanshan Village burned such a big event, and finally took charge of investigating the matter. After finding the murderer, it was me who came forward to seek justice for them. Don’t you think it’s very strange? Is something wrong?"

This kind of statement is a bit strange, Song Qingshu didn't turn the corner for a moment, he replied: "Isn't this the matter of Miss Yin? Shouldn't you be responsible to the end?"

"This matter started because of me, and it is my duty to investigate it, but if I am a little bit unconscionable, and the medicinal herb is not extinct, and if I am not so delicate, then I can just find someone from another village to start over again." Started planting? I know both medicine and poison. A lot of people are waiting for me to save, and there are still a lot of people who are worried about being poisoned to death by me. If I don’t care about the dead villagers , is it that others have nothing to do with me? Those who died really died in vain. But if the government is strong, it will be different. They will not only be responsible for investigating and collecting evidence, but also responsible for entanglement of people to kill the heinous Yin Tang with so many people was arrested and thrown into prison."

Song Qingshu finally understood what she meant, pondered for a moment and said: "Well... there is some truth to it." He thought about it carefully, and the martial arts records he had read had always been about Jianghu and Jianghu, and the government did not intervene.And the history books I've read never get involved in the affairs of the arena where people are being killed in full swing every day.This will indeed cause many ordinary people to die innocently to a certain extent.

Song Qingshu thought about it for a while, and probably understood why Yin Li was uneasy in the past.According to what she meant, she was still a child when she ran away from home, she had no life-saving martial arts and skills, and suddenly saw many casualties, so she would naturally feel panicked.Even if this matter were changed to Song Qingshu, if he were to go down the mountain alone when he was still young and had only learned one move and two styles of martial arts, he would also feel uneasy.He was like this, and he didn't know how those people who lived near various sects felt. It was good to live near their famous sects, after all, they never killed people indiscriminately, and never bullied the weak.

But if you are unlucky to live near those evil sects, and those evil sects have a lot of people who kill people without blinking an eye and without reason, isn't it all a disaster?It is true that like Yin Li, he will feel uneasy.

Song Qingshu was still a little unhappy when he heard Yin Li say that he missed his old life.But now he understands a little bit, what Miss Yin lacks is probably an environment that can make her feel at ease.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu said to Yin Li: "Miss Yin, the past is over, if you feel uneasy, I will practice kung fu very well, and I will protect you in the future, okay?"

Embarrassed, Yin Li replied, "What are you talking about? Do I still need protection from others? I can protect myself well."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, just in time a small yellow flower wobbled down, and he caught it.Then he handed the little flower to Yin Li's hand.

Even though Song Qingshu didn't say a word, Yin Li's face slowly burned when he looked at the little yellow flower in his hand that was as soft as if it was still on the branch.

The author has something to say: I feel like IQ is reviving a bit? ?