Faraway Wanderers

People in the Jianghu are making a lot of noise, but in fact, who has seen the key of the Liulijia?

Wen Kexing has seen it.

He remembered that the "key" that caused countless bloody storms was actually only one inch long, as thin as a cicada's wing, light as nothing in his hand, like a strangely shaped bead flower on the temple of a big girl.

The deadly Zhuhua.

On Fengya Mountain, the strong wind blew Wen Kexing's long robe, and his palm turned blue. The hanged ghost died under his palm just now, and has fallen to the bottom of the cliff with no bones left. From now on, there will be more... Many people hide here.

A place of ghosts and ghosts that mortals should not enter?

OK!Then, as a mere mortal, I'll show you this ghostly place.

He pushed it out with the palm of his hand, and the thin key turned into specks of dust in his palm and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

"Ah Xiang, let's go."

Wen Kexing put himself on the sidelines and led his little girl to wander in the rivers and lakes for more than three months, waiting for the appearance of various people.In more than three months, he traveled from the land of lush forests and bamboos, across the sea of ​​yellow sand in the desert, and drank a sip of Yangchunxue. Just this catkin of the Goulan beauty filled his belly with pear blossom white with the fragrance of fat.

Then in the south of the Yangtze River, he met a beggar leaning against a corner to bask in the sun.

There is nothing unusual about a beggar, but what is strange is that when he saw the glimmer of light in the man's eyes and eyelashes, he felt something pierce his heart, as if he could see the peace and ruin from it, the things that were originally weighing heavily on his chest. The love and hatred and eternal grievances of countless lives can't help being lightened.

Wen Kexing suddenly murmured: "I will return to the bottle all my life..."

Ah Xiang: "What?"

She is a silly girl who doesn't understand bullshit, and she can't even articulate a single sentence, let alone the nine songs that are sad about the past and sad about the present, so Wen Kexing can only smile and ignore it.

Unexpectedly, Ah Xiang was lying on the window, looked down, and said crisply: "Master, look at that man, if you say he is a beggar, but he doesn't even have a broken bowl, if you say no, Sitting there all morning, doing nothing, just giggling, isn't he a fool?"

At that moment, Wen Kexing was slightly annoyed, as if someone had peeped into what was in his heart, and it seemed that the beautiful Jinghu Qiushui was rippled by a stone from that stupid girl.

However, he collected himself and said calmly, "He's basking in the sun."

He caught a glimpse of the beggar who heard this and raised his head to look at him. The buildings and streets are crowded with people, with such hearing power...

Wen Kexing rubbed the tip of his chopsticks, and the laziness in his heart disappeared just now. His martial arts are not weak, and the offline Jiangnan tide is raging. Where is he from?

That night, Wen Kexing took Ah Xiang to try every means to keep up with the beggar, but he didn't expect to see a good show in the broken corridor with air leakage on all sides.

In today's martial arts world, such knowledge, such skill, such a person can be counted on one hand, which one is he?In fact, Wen Kexing himself couldn't tell whether he followed up out of caution or just out of curiosity.

Some people have been proud of themselves for a long time, and when they first meet someone who can see them, they can't help but catch up with them and take a closer look.

It's just that I didn't expect that this chase would be a half of my life with thousands of threads and roots.

In the broken corridor in the wilderness, I sent the crying child all the way to Taihu Lake. Zhao Jing, the swordsman of Qiushan in Taihu Lake, was his biggest enemy in this life.

In the picture, he is laughing and cursing, facing the man who bought himself with two renminbi of silver day and night. Sometimes Wen Kexing would think: If he hadn’t disturbed this pool of disasters, wouldn’t that kid Zhang Chengling be able to remain unknown and rely on his father’s generation? Blessed to live a lifetime?

Although people in Jianghu can't help sighing when they mention the tiger father and dog son, but his tiger father is still there, both parents are alive, and his family is well-off, so what does it matter if he lives his life behind closed doors?

He has ghosts and guilt in his chest, and he also has a boundless and cold heart, so he has no choice but to cling to that beggar Xu with all kinds of feelings, keeping a calm face.

As for that person's origin, Wen Kexing already had guesses, and he couldn't figure it out no matter what, how could a person with such a high position and authority allow himself to advance and retreat smoothly?The bloody storm that he has experienced is as long as a big dream floating in the air, so why does he still have a pure heart that has been refined?

That time when the two of them went to Huangquan together, Wen Kexing couldn't help but use the fragments of the glazed armor on the little ghost's body to test it, but he didn't expect to hit a soft nail.

For writers holding jade, for warriors Huanhuan, what collusion do they have with those heretical foreign things?

Wen Kexing felt that this bluish-faced, unattractive consumptive ghost had imprinted fiercely on the soft flesh of his heart at that moment.

Afterwards, even the poisonous scorpions got involved, and the heroes and bears from all walks of life came to the stage. It took up the small stage to the brim.He and Axu escorted Zhang Chengling back to those respectable families who were full of benevolence, justice and morality. On the way, he saw the man teaching the stupid boy martial arts, and couldn't help it for a while, so he made one or two gestures with his hands.

Unexpectedly, Axu could reveal the origin of the "Qiu Ming Sword" from this completely changed sword move.

The sky and the earth are clear, and if the rivers and lakes are big, who can remember those rivers and lakes who are fleeting like meteors?

Only he remembers.

For a moment, the world is a hut, Wen Kexing found a three-foot-wide square inch, and he was able to sit down peacefully with another person and miss a couple together. For most people in this world, Insignificant old couple.

He heard the man say in the midst of cicadas and the sound of the wind: "If a person has only himself for a lifetime, always guards against everyone except himself, does not kiss anyone, and has no affection for anyone, only Wouldn't it be too pitiful to be able to love yourself? It's too hard to be a bad person."

At that time, Wen Kexing was a kind of animal who wanted to pour out all the pain of his life and show his grievances to his unspoken confidant, but he still couldn't do it, so he could only use a ridiculous tone to walk the board, The unintelligible love story revealed only a few words.

too bitter!He thought: It is too hard to be a bad person.

Ah Xu, why didn't I meet you ten years earlier?Why was it that when I met you, I was already such a person and ghost, but you were already seriously injured and dying?Why is it that in this world, happy and happy families are always destroyed, and friends and confidants always meet each other?

The end of a hero, the end of a beauty, if a person wants to live according to his own will, how difficult is it?

Xu started from then on, a demon-like obsession suddenly appeared in Wen Kexing's heart, he thought: Why can't I do whatever I want?Why can't I keep him?

In the puppet villa, taking advantage of the man's serious injury, Wen Kexing was fascinated for a moment, and wanted to press his hand into his sea of ​​qi, thinking: just one touch, even though it hurts a little, but just one touch can keep Ah Xu for a long time. in the palm of my hand.

The cruelty accumulated along the way has always been defeated by the sad sentence "Others don't understand, don't you understand?"

How can I not understand?

I have seen in my life, among all living beings, only Axu is the only one who weighs heavily on the tip of his heart. He gives in to this damn beggar again and again.

This is what it's like to be human.

This is……

The world's invincible and despicable villains are like crucian carp crossing the river, and there are also those who are outstanding like dragon sparrows. The year in Puppet Villa was almost the happiest year in his 30 years.

He, Axu, and that kid Zhang Chengling, they slaughtered chicken and stewed meat, cooked sheep and slaughtered cattle, and shared a bowl of country wine.

He warmed Ah Xu's hand that was prone to cold after being seriously injured, and felt his heart melt. Wen Kexing felt that he was a little drunk.

Ah Xu's mouth was mean, but his heart was soft.

A person as big as Ah Xu dared not eat walnuts.

Axu is a drinker who pours both good and bad wine into his mouth.

Ah Xu is...

The confidant, the best friend who met by chance in this life... the sweetheart.

But the dream will eventually wake up, there are still many troubles in the rivers and lakes, the bloody storm he personally set off has not stopped, and the turbulent waves of Qingzhuling have arrived in many ways, and there is still a fixed star that has not returned to its place.

The ghost master, he is the glib foreigner Lao Wen, and the blood-stained ghost master in red. These two people, who were supposed to be irrelevant, were forcibly nailed into the same body by a blood feud. Not surprising?

He finally killed the enemies one by one in the final battle, but he also lost his little girl in purple.

Ah Xiang...

Ah Xiang, brother has avenged you. If there is an afterlife, you must join a good family, with the support of your parents, and the love of your brothers. When the time comes, you will be very red, and then continue your relationship with your silly boy Cao Weining. The family is right, don’t There are no more good and evil moths.

When facing the poisonous scorpion alone, Wen Kexing was covered in blood and sweat, looking at the empty sky, thinking of his revenge, he felt unspeakably tired.

He thought to himself: The deep hatred is over, and death is a worthy death, or I'll just... forget it?

But that person refused to let him settle it.

When Ah Xu came with his sword light in white clothes like a gentleman brought by E Guanbo, Wen Kexing couldn't explain what he felt in his heart at that time.

Ten years of grievances, humiliation, and Liulijia's overall situation were all forgotten by him in an instant, and he could see nothing else except his beggar.

For a moment, Wen Kexing thought foolishly: As long as he is willing to show me a little pity, from now on, if he lives a day, I will live with him; The oil burned itself with him, turned into ashes, and gathered together in one place.

As long as you are willing, as long as you still want me.

Can I wish for a while, to grow old with you?