Blast the world without learning!

"You can't...leave him there alone."

Pingyao approached the New Year's Eve, and the snowfall was heavier than expected.

People got up early in the morning, and began to clear the snow outside the door early in the morning on New Year's Eve. The sound of brooms kept ringing in the streets and alleys, mixed with the sound of someone's footsteps.

"Peony jumped the tower!!"

As soon as the news came out, people put down the brooms in their hands one after another, their expressions were astonished, and they all asked the same question: "Who?"

As for Mr. Peony, they didn't know his real name until his death. It's just that they had just experienced the war five years ago. They were thinking of having fun, and there happened to be another theater troupe in this city.

They went in that sunny afternoon.

Before I knew it, I had listened to it for five years.

A child who had heard Peony sing an opera ran out of the house upon hearing this: "Has brother Peony gone to perform in the city?"

The adults were all silent, not knowing how to answer, and it was still New Year's Eve, so it was inappropriate to talk too much about life and death.

So the people of Pingyao, who had heard the Peony Opera, decided to hold a farewell ceremony for him quietly after the New Year's Eve.

If this is the case on their side, Ye Luochen's side is naturally not much better.

He stared at the red voice in the snow for a while, as if he felt familiar, but the fact that the master was dead shocked the brains of the four of them, and finally Chen Li asked, "Are we going to die?"

When the master dies, the "world" will quickly collapse.

But they stood in the wind and snow for a long time, and the expected collapse did not come.

Ye Luochen looked at Cheng Chuqian, only to find that Cheng Chuqian was staring intently at the two embracing people downstairs.

The temperature on He Yunian's body seemed to be fading gradually, Chen Zhixing hugged him unconsciously, turned his head and shouted at Huai Huaicheng: "The imperial doctor..."

He froze for a moment, and found that his voice was jerky and unpleasant as if someone had poisoned him, but he didn't care, and went to comfort the person in his arms: "It's okay, it's okay... just wait a little longer every year, the imperial doctor Coming soon."

He Yunian only felt that his consciousness was slowly becoming blurred, and the pain in his neck made him hang his breath again. Hearing this, he said, "It's useless."

However, Chen Zhixing seemed to be unable to hear, and just said his own words dullly: "What did you just say to me...I didn't hear very clearly."

Seemingly realizing that he had said something wrong, he changed his words again, "I hear you clearly, I just want to hear you say it again..."

He Yunian opened his mouth, the pain in his neck made him unable to speak.

After a while, Chen Zhixing suddenly felt the person in his arms becoming transparent.

"you……"

Chen Zhixing asked in astonishment, "Niannian?"

He Yunian also noticed the changes in his body, and his eyes seemed to be in pain, but in the end he was only caught by heavy breathing, and he suddenly regretted saying those three words.

If you don't say it, maybe he won't be sad.

"I was originally a dead person..."

Chen Zhixing was in a panic when he heard this sentence suddenly.

"Fortunately, in this land, I have lived on for five years, and fortunately, I met you..."

After saying so many words in one breath, blood began to ooze from the neck again.

"Don't, don't say it!" Chen Zhixing looked back at Huai Huaicheng with anger in his eyes, "Where is the imperial doctor! Why haven't you come yet!"

In fact, from the moment He Yunian fell from the tower, none of them moved, because the matter had come to this point, and there was nothing they could do to recover.

He couldn't see He Yunian's face clearly. After realizing this, Chen Zhixing almost broke down in tears, even pleading: "Don't go... is that okay?"

"please……"

He Yunian's voice was hoarse, and at the last moment, he suddenly laughed.

"it is good."

Ye Luochen felt the restrained emotions in his chest break apart suddenly, but he was not happy, because this also proved that——

He Yunian died.

His body remained intact for some reason, lying on the land he loved, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

Looking at this scene, Cheng Chuqian felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Ye Luochen noticed his discomfort, tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

He waved his hand and left here alone.

It seems to be isolated from the dust and snow.

-

Regarding the fact that their master died, the four of them thought it took them a long time to accept, but in fact the time did not pass as fast as they expected. It only took them an afternoon to slowly regain their sanity.

"So, why does this world still exist?" Luo Jin's voice was muffled, no longer noisy as usual.

Ye Luochen also couldn't figure it out, could there be another master?

Cheng Chuqian broke the deadlock and said, "It's also possible that he just integrated into this world in the name of a master."

"What do you mean?" Chen Li asked.

"That is to say, this is actually a real "world", but due to He Yunian's mental breakdown at the time, he had no choice but to integrate into the world. "

"In other words, the real "master" is actually this country. "

Hearing this, everyone fell into silence again.

If they went out, wouldn't they want to destroy this country?

Luo Jin suddenly thought of something, and said, "The old class leader..."

When Ye Luochen heard these words, a sentence suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The street is very lively these days, you can go out for a stroll, the troupe is fine here."

Why do you specifically emphasize letting them go out for a stroll?

Why put so many babies in their yard at night?

Something was about to come out in Ye Luochen's heart, he grabbed Cheng Chuqian's hand: "Does the "Master Spirit" know what he is? "

Cheng Chuqian hesitated for a moment: "Something should be known."

Ye Luochen ran to the old class leader's room almost instantly, but he didn't see anyone.

Turning around, the shelf was also empty.

After returning from the palace yesterday, he returned the sword to the old class leader...

Before she had time to think deeply, she heard Xiao Cui rushing in and shouting, "Xiao Chen Wang has an accident!!"

Then the crowd rushed to the palace again.

-

Chen Zhixing hasn't slept since last night. He heard from others that he sat with He Yunian in his arms for a while before returning to the Chen Palace. Hit a good coffin.

Strange to say, Huai Huaicheng was puzzled while conveying the order:

He Yunian doesn't look very tall, does he need such a big coffin?

But his doubts were answered a few hours later when he saw Chen Zhixing on the city wall.

Chen Zhixing was wearing a black coat as usual, with heavy snow pouring on his shoulders, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

Many people gathered under the city wall, crying and begging to let him come down.

However, Chen Zhixing just looked straight ahead without saying a word.

Five years ago, he was grounded, thinking that his life would be so boring.

Twenty years later, he was lifted from the mansion, but he went to meet the heroic body of his parents who died in battle. At that time, he was so shocked and stimulated that he even wanted to go with the two elders.

With this in mind, he wandered the street unconsciously, and then he entered the teahouse.

After entering, they found a man in white clothes singing a funeral.

Angry in his chest, he got up and stopped the person, but found that the person didn't take it seriously, he thought to himself, at least save one person before he left, so he came every day.

But he didn't want to, he was rescued for five years, and found that he seemed to be saving himself for these five years.

It turned out that they were the light that both parties had been spying on for a long time.

He thought of something again, and seemed to find it boring, so he waved it away.

Then, he hooked his lips and jumped forward.

The heavy snow instantly drowned him, the sound of the wind was in his ears, and the snowflakes hit his face, as if he was greedy for the remaining temperature.

When his body hit the ground heavily, his last thought turned out to be fear.

Fortunately, he didn't fall to the ground yesterday.

There were countless cries and footsteps around, but Chen Zhixing couldn't hear them anymore. The emperor didn't come today, and in fact it was useless for him to come, and he wouldn't listen to him.

So on this day, Pingyao heard the first joy and sorrow of the new year. Before everyone could ask anything, they heard bursts of crying from the palace.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Chen Wang died.

People only felt that this year was extremely unfavorable, and two people died at the beginning of the new year.

But an old man slowly pushed the wheelchair to a stop under the city, stopping the guards who wanted to take Chen Zhixing away.

"Little King Chen told me to bury him and his wife together."

Hearing this, the guards were a little embarrassed.

In the end, it was the emperor's oral order that the old class leader led the people away.

Ye Luochen noticed the figure of the old class leader, and wanted to go forward to stop him, but was blocked by crowds of people coming in waves. He was extremely anxious, and was suddenly knocked down, with several marks on his arms stepped on.

At that moment, some memories skipped from his mind.

When he was pulled up by Cheng Chuqian, he was completely bewildered.

The pain just now lingered in his heart, he couldn't hear what Cheng Chuqian said, only saw his anxious expression.

The next moment, he passed out.

……

-

When I woke up again, I didn't know when it was.

Ye Luochen's eyes were a little empty, he just had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to be very afraid of people. He didn't say anything when he was bullied, but just endured it silently. No matter how painful it was, he didn't make a sound.

Every scene was like this, and in the end, Ye Luochen woke up, still feeling the pain in his body.

"Are you awake?" Cheng Chuqian's voice came from beside his ears, and he was in a daze for a moment.

It seems to have traveled through many years, as if I have listened to it countless times.

Ye Luochen collected his thoughts and got up.

"Where's the old boss?"

Cheng Chuqian handed him a glass of water: "I didn't find it."

"Uh..." With the expected answer, Ye Luochen took the glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.

Faintly feeling that he was about to leave this world, he turned his head and saw the man in red standing by the bed, he was so attached to him for a moment.

I don't know if the next "world" will have a chance to see him wearing...

But what if he goes out?What if when he wakes up again, there will be nothing around him?

For a moment he wished not to go out.

-

The old boss returned to the teahouse at dusk, holding a sword in his hand, which was given to him by He Yunian. A few days ago, he just found out about the old master's life.

When He Yunian asked him for the sword, he had already guessed the ending, knowing the kid's temper, he didn't dissuade him.

In fact, he had known for a long time that he might have a different status to He Yunian.

He is the opportunity for the other party to be reborn. In this world, there may be no one more suitable for this role than him.

The old class leader held the sword and walked slowly back to the yard.

He had spent decades in his life, and he thought he had fully understood most of it, but at this moment, he realized that he hadn't explored it for a moment.

After all, he had to go, he thought.

Before leaving, let's send those children away.

A smile suddenly appeared on the wrinkled face of the old class leader. At the moment Luo Jin went out, he raised his sword and understood his life.

Ye Luochen in the room felt the ground shaking, he was startled, and suddenly heard Luo Jin shouting: "Old leader!"

Cheng Chuqian and the others didn't make a sound, as if they had expected it.

Chen Li hurried to their yard with a sad expression on her face.

In case, the next "world" won't be seen...

"Chen Li! Come here!" Luo Jin waved to him, and hugged him tightly when he came over.

"Don't look up."

Chen Li then closed his eyes.

Cheng Chuqian looked at the person on the bed, and Ye Luochen looked back at him.

"Do you want to see me again?" Cheng Chuqian said something jokingly, but stared unnaturally at the person on the bed.

Ye Luochen only made a sound a second before the white light hit, and he wondered if the other party heard it.

"think."

His tone is light.

-

In the second month of the new year, a funeral was held in Pingyao, which was held by many common people.

Liang Zhong didn't say anything about the actions of the people, but the palace people found that they were only kings in their 30s, with a few gray hairs growing out of their temples.

There is no one in Liang Zhong's harem, and it is even deserted than the old dynasty.

I don't know who reserved that position...

On this day, a song from He Yunian's usual opera rang out in Pingyao, and everyone carried Chen Zhixing and his coffin around the city several times.

I don't know if people in the spring know, can you come back for a while?

When it's time to drink with green lights and night wine, please don't dislike it.

Many years after this "national funeral" held by the people, some children asked the adults who existed at that time, and the adults still couldn't help crying.

After all, they are dead, but they live in their hearts.

-

People often say that the forest outside the mountain seems to be haunted.

At first it was something walking at night, and then it evolved into the voices of an old and a young child.

People were not afraid, they expected to be the long-gone nobleman, and they began to send things to the woods.

Although those things never moved.

It's just that one day, after someone delivered the fruit again, there seemed to be a few conversations in the ears: "You gave up your own body just for that kid, and wandered in this world as a single soul?"

The person who was talking to him seemed to be silent for a long time before slowly saying: "You can't...leave him there alone."

The man turned his head abruptly, only to see the wind and the conversation disappear.

Then, there is the sound of a wheelchair that sounds every day.

……

It turns out that the regret in the world is the sacrifice of love.

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The author says:

The old class leader and Niannian wandered in the void...

Good myocardial infarction ah ah be!

Hey……

In fact, their identities are doomed not to be together...

No, it's still so sad...

??Ⅲ Qingqing looks like me??

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