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After a stick of incense, Fu Peibai stood up, her legs were numb, and she almost fell, but she managed to hold on to the side of the couch in time to stand still.

After pushing the door open, all the disciples outside the door stared at her with solemn expressions.

She slid her throat and said softly, "The mage passed away."

In an instant, all the monks outside the door fell to their knees. After kowtowing their heads, they sat cross-legged and began to recite scriptures.

Fu Peibai passed the crowd and walked towards Lu Qingwan and the others who had heard the sound.

"What's the matter, Ah Pei, I just said that there are assassins, are you injured?" Lu Qingwan looked at her anxiously.

Fu Peibai shook his head with a depressed expression, "No, the assassin came for Master Kuchan. The master died after being assassinated, and the abbot passed away naturally."

"How could this be so!" Lu Qingwan accidentally exclaimed, she quickly covered her mouth to avoid disturbing the monk who was chanting.

She lowered her voice and said: "What's going on? Master Kuchan's martial arts is one of the best in the Central Plains, and there are very few people who can hurt him. Do you know who is an assassin?"

Fu Peibai shook his head, "I don't know, the mage didn't want to tell me, she told me not to seek revenge."

"This matter is not trivial, and there is something strange. I will send a letter to my father immediately, and let him decide on this matter." Lu Qingwan looked serious, and the domineering young lady disappeared. At this moment, she looked mature and rational, and went back to the room after speaking Went to write a letter.

"The little girl is ignorant of world affairs, and she can't help you much now, so she leaves first." Sang Yunshi turned and left after saying that.

Fu Peibai stared at the remaining Seventeen, as if asking, why don't you leave.

"Mr. Fu, the deceased is dead. My condolences."

Fu Peibai's eyes were half-closed, facing the only person who comforted her tonight, her nose began to turn sour. Although she and the abbot had only known each other for a few hours, the grief for their passing was real right now.

Perhaps it was about to rain in the sky, and at this time there was a howling night wind.

Her robe was blown flying, and her voice was mixed with the strong wind and the sound of chanting sutras, making it seem light and light, "Can you walk with me?"

The voice was very small, but Shi Qi still heard it, and she said softly, "Okay."

They walked towards the outside of the temple, all the way silent, until they came to a gazebo with a wide view, and Fu Peibai stopped.

She stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the bustling and bustling city below the mountain with misty eyes. Although it was already past time, the city was still brightly lit, like a luxurious and wealthy city that never sleeps.

The cold wind in the middle of the night made her restless heart gradually calm down, but her body felt extremely tired, her usually tall and straight back was bent a little bit, and her tall and vigorous figure looked a bit vicissitudes.

Shi Qi stared at Fu Peibai's chiseled profile, and asked softly, "What did Master Ku Chan say to you?"

Fu Peibai didn't answer, but asked instead: "Miss Seventeen, what kind of person do you think I am?"

The two men met their eyes and watched each other calmly.

Seventeen spoke slowly: "Although I have known Mr. Fu not long ago, I can tell from our daily relationship that you are a gentle, honest, tough and righteous person."

Fu Peibai shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm not as good as you say, I'm just a timid and cowardly ordinary person, I am like this emotionally, I am like this before the suffering of the world, before I am brave, I will always be subconscious take a step back."

"No one is born fearless."

Fu Peibai knew that Shi Qi was comforting herself, but now she fell into a mood of self-disgust and doubt.

"Master Kuchan once told me that I can save one person or a hundred people right now, but I can't save thousands of people who are still in dire straits all over the world. I told him to do my best and be ashamed , Actually, I was very guilty when I said this, I know, I am actually ashamed..."

Her voice was a little trembling, she turned to face Shiqi, the corners of her mouth were pulled down, her expression was helpless and confused, "I feel ashamed, Shiqi, can you understand?

Seeing how miserable Ni Zhi and her mother are, I can only give them a little money, and I can't even fight against the government to settle them down, let alone save the countless "Ni Zhi" in the world, and I can't prevent the next one from dying. Huailiu Village in troubled times, I looked at this, obviously I should do something, I could do something, but I didn't do anything. "

"The only thing I did was to give them some money. It was not so much to help them as it was to make myself feel at ease. In order to be worthy of the sentence that I did my best, I deceived myself and told myself, Fu Peibai, you have tried your best. You can only I have done this, but why am I still not at ease? Why do I still feel guilty? I want to do more, but I am afraid to do more.”

"Master Kuchan told me a method that might save the common people, but I didn't even dare to think about it. The weight of the word common people is too heavy. I first learned martial arts just to avenge my own personal revenge. How can I talk about saving common people? ?”

"I'm not that great, and I'm not that powerful, but my heart is faintly agitated, driving me to do something, I don't know what to do, Seventeen, you...can understand What do I want to say?" Fu Peibai's facial features tightened, he finished speaking incoherently, and fixed his eyes on Shiqi.

Seventeen's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, she resisted the urge to touch Fu Peibai, and said softly: "I understand that there are very few people in the world who dare to speak out about the common people, and those who can speak up to save the common people are even rarer. Sharpness comes from sharpening, and heroes don't grow up in a day. No one is born with the heart of the world and the benefit of the common people.

"You are still young, and your mind has not yet formed. It is not easy to have such a heart of benevolence and righteousness. After a few more years of ups and downs in the world, you will have some insights and growth. You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. Be yourself. Whatever your heart wants to do, do your best.”

Fu Peibai's ears were buzzing, the woman's soothing and gentle voice was the best tranquilizer, and her impetuous and depressed heart gradually calmed down.

After a long time, she murmured, "Thank you", in a very soft voice.

Shi Qi smiled and said nothing.

The two stood quietly in the gazebo for a while, blowing the night wind, until there were several loud noises in the sky, and a thunderstorm was about to come, before they planned to leave.

Before leaving, Fu Peibai glanced at the south of the city, but suddenly found something strange. Just now, she looked there, it was still dark, but now there were sporadic lights, and the light was still expanding. disturbed.

A bolt of lightning pierced through the thick night sky like ink, thunderbolts rang out, and heavy rain came crashing down, making her even more uneasy.

Before she had time to think about it, she left a sentence of "wait here" and hurried into the dark rain.

After a while, the tall and thin figure rushed back from the night, Fu Peibai ran into the gazebo, panting, his whole body was drenched by the heavy rain.

Seeing her appearance, Shi Qi immediately frowned, and just about to speak, Fu Peibai stuffed the umbrella in her arms into her arms, "Take it, you go back to the temple first, the night road is slippery, walk carefully Come on, I'm going to the south of the city now."

After all, without waiting for her to react, he turned around and rushed into the thunderstorm night.

"You..." Shiqicai could barely make a sound, she had already run away, she held the slippery umbrella handle and did not open it, her figure passed by like a white shadow, and disappeared In the pouring rain.

Fu Peibai ran wildly all the way, three steps at a time and two steps at a time. The violent wind and rain whizzed on her face, making her vision a little blurred. She ran down the mountain desperately, entered the city, and ran all the way to the south of the city.

Before she got there, she saw a row of roadblocks under the archway from a distance, surrounded by a dozen officers and soldiers with knives, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding a torch in the other, talking about something solemnly.

Fu Peibai rushed over in one fell swoop, and was stopped by a tall and strong officer without any accident. The other party looked irritable, "Boy, what are you doing?"

She stretched her neck to poke inside, but was blocked by a row of tall officers and soldiers, unable to see clearly, "What's wrong? What's going on inside?!"

The sky was rumbling, lightning and thunder, and the sound of the rainstorm, her voice was extremely weak, the officers and soldiers couldn't hear it clearly, and her face was even more impatient, "What did you say?!"

Fu Peibai's dantian sank, and shouted: "What happened inside?!"

Now that the officers and soldiers heard it clearly, they also replied with a loud voice: "This group of unscrupulous people have gone crazy for some reason, they suddenly rioted, and their own people fought with their own people. Now the yamen has sent people to suppress it. You hurry up, don't worry about it!" Join in the fun."

When Fu Peibai heard this, she paled in shock. She vaguely guessed something, opened the hands of the officers and soldiers covering her chest, and rushed in.

A few tall officers and soldiers came to stop her, but she dodged lightly. Under the guard of the officers and soldiers, she swiftly rushed into the refugee alley, and disappeared in an instant, leaving a group of dumbfounded people behind. The officers and soldiers who froze in place.

"Damn it! What are you doing in a daze! Chase me!"

Dozens of officers and soldiers reacted, and immediately chased into the refugee alley with knives.

At this time, Refugee Lane was in a mess, the scene was chaotic, and the sound of the rainstorm was mixed with roaring and shouting from time to time.Many officers and soldiers were beating refugees who did not obey orders, and some refugees were fighting with each other, splashing black mud and sewage around them.

Fu Peibai pushed aside the crowd, and ran quickly towards the cabin where Ni Zhi lived in his memory.After a while, she stopped suddenly, her boots stepped deeply into the black mud, and the mud stained on her face was washed into the skirt of her clothes little by little by the heavy rain.

She stared blankly at the scene in front of her.The scattered cabins, the woman's withered and pale hands stretched out under the ruins, and the little girl sitting slumped in the mud and crying loudly.

The surroundings are full of noise, those people are fighting endlessly, and the sky is roaring, but Fu Peibai's world has become quiet, and she can only hear Ni Zhi's sad and resolute childish cries, tearing her heart apart again and again. Torn apart.