Jun Xie Chenxin

It took Feng Ninghan only half a day to bring Qi Yang back to Muxiaogu. It was still the small broken house that was still barely livable, and it was still the wooden bed. Feng Ninghan cleaned up the straw on the bed, He briefly repaired the roof so that it could barely keep out the wind and rain, and then he went to the small town to get a quilt for Qi Yang. He made the bed, and then carried Qi Yang to the bed.

Qi Yang's complexion was not very good, and the sword wound on his chest had to be treated, Feng Ninghan took off Qi Yang's clothes, then found some available medicine from the package he was carrying, and sprinkled some on his wound.

Qi Yang grinned in pain, and then passed out again.

Feng Ninghan couldn't find a cloth to bandage Qi Yang, seeing that he didn't have any wet clothes to use, so he had to go back to the town again, this time he didn't rush, he thought carefully about some possible uses things, and then got it in one go.

He wrapped those things in cloth and carried them in his hands.

The rain stopped.He put away his umbrella, and happened to pass by a village. The village was being plundered by bandits, and there were bursts of wailing. Feng Ninghan didn't care, and walked in the village without squinting.

Suddenly, a muscular man carried the boy to the village road, and the boy stubbornly grabbed the strong man's hand and just took a bite.

The strong man was out of breath, and cursed, "It's his grandma's!" Then he threw the boy on the ground forcefully, his foot became unsteady, and he took a few steps back, just in time to bump into Feng Ninghan who was walking over.

"Which one doesn't have eyes!" The strong man turned around and saw Feng Ninghan, "Stinky one-eyed dragon! You can't see people with one fucking eye? Hit me? I will let you have eyes!" After that, The strong man swung his fist at Feng Ninghan, Feng Ninghan turned sideways, and then slapped the strong man's back with his umbrella. Feng Ninghan, who was about to leave, was so angry that his teeth were chattering, "Stop!"

The voice was so loud that all the other gangsters in the village gathered here. Seeing this, the strong man pointed at Feng Ninghan and said, "Kill this one-eyed dragon! He fucking beat me!"

In an instant, everyone yelled and swarmed up, Feng Ninghan hit them all with just a few strokes with the umbrella, the remaining few looked at each other in horror, then ignored the companion lying on the ground, He didn't dare to turn his head, and ran away even rolling and crawling.The companions who fell to the ground cursed for a while, seeing that Feng Ninghan didn't intend to kill them, they hurriedly looked after themselves, got up and ran away.

Feng Ninghan glanced at those people, and was about to leave when someone blocked her way.

He looked at the boy kneeling in front of him and said, "Get out of the way."

The boy looked up at Feng Ninghan, with a stubborn look and tears in his eyes, "Master! Please teach me martial arts!"

master?Feng Ninghan wanted to laugh, when did he accept such an apprentice.He raised his legs to leave, but the boy grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Master! I want to learn martial arts!"

"Why?"

The boy's eyes were firm, "I don't want to be bullied anymore! I want to protect the people I want to protect!"

No matter how determined the boy's eyes and tone are, Feng Ninghan can still regard it as watching a play and listening to a joke.

"Okay, if you can kneel three times and knock nine times, from here to Muxiao Valley, and find me, I will accept you as an apprentice."

"Okay! Master, you wait! I will definitely find you!"

Feng Ninghan glanced at the boy indifferently, didn't speak again, and then stepped away from here.

Back in Muxiao Valley, Feng Ninghan went back to the house to look at Qi Yang. After bandaging Qi Yang's wound, he managed to find some usable wood from the ruins of other houses. He set up a pot in the house and used The extra bought gauze was wrapped with wooden branches to light the fire later, and then he went to the lake to fetch water, and when he came back everything was ready, and the fire was lit, Feng Ninghan squatted beside the fire in a daze.

It suddenly occurred to him that he had bought some dry food, and it would be good to snuggle by the fire, so he took the dry food from the package again, and he glanced at Qi Yang, who was still in a coma and had no intention of waking up.

Feng Ninghan ate dry food with a blank expression on the boiling lake water. After eating, he scooped up a bowl of water and walked to Qi Yang's side. He called out, "Qi Yang, Qi Yang?"

Qi Yang frowned, finally woke up Feng Ninghan, he opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Feng Ninghan, "What's wrong?"

"Drink water?"

Qi Yang had no strength, shook his head, and then passed out again.

Feng Ninghan stood blankly beside Qi Yang's bed for a long time, without thinking about anything, just looking at Qi Yang like that.

He felt like he was missing something, and what was missing made him feel empty, even though what he did was really caring for someone, but there was a false feeling in his heart.

Unclear, the interference of that feeling made him unable to be sincere to anyone.

Feng Ninghan sat on the threshold of the dilapidated house, resting her chin and looking at the sky, and it was night after sitting like this.

After the rain, the air became fresh, with the smell of earth, flowers and plants. The moon came out, bright and round, like a silver plate hanging from the sky.

The moonlight shone on the Zhi Ge sword, and the golden pattern on the Zhi Ge sword scabbard faintly glowed. Feng Ninghan stretched out his hand, and the sword was in his hand. He put the sword on his lap, and gently touched the scabbard.

Zhige had been buried in the soil for a long time, the soil on the scabbard hadn't been completely cleared, some of it was embedded in the scabbard, and it might be difficult to clean it out.

Feng Ninghan looked at the sword left to him by his father, his thoughts fluttered, "Father... as you said, my existence is meaningless. Don't worry, when I find Duan Shui Liu, I will seal the two swords forever." There is a valley, and there is no mountain. Just like that, spend your life meaninglessly. Anyway... no one will care about me." Said this, Feng Ninghan smiled wryly.

He thought that he had met a lifelong confidant, someone who cared about him and also cared about him, but in the end that person hurt him.

He thought he had many people he cared about, and he could definitely protect them, but in the end they died because of him.

It's ridiculous, obviously I have a copy of the collar, but in the end, I can't protect all the people related to me.Perhaps, it would be good not to know them, or perhaps, their misfortune was brought about by themselves.

Go away, everyone go away from me...

It's better that way, so it doesn't hurt anyone.

As Feng Ninghan thought about it, he buried his head in his knees, and suddenly what Zhong Ionlan had said to him popped into his mind.

'Because his arrival will bring happiness to others... either now or in the future. '

But he feels that his own is gone now, and he will not have it in the future.

The wound on the palm started to itch and hurt again.

Feng Ninghan couldn't help clasping his palms with his fingers, took out the medicine Qi Yang gave him from his arms, and brought out the silver comb.

He looked at the crooked silver comb that fell on the ground, picked it up and looked at it carefully, and after hesitating again and again, he put the comb back into his arms.

It's probably the same as the mahogany branch and red rope in my hand. It must be something important, otherwise why would I be reluctant to throw it away?

Feng Ninghan applied the medicine on the palm of her hand, and felt a lot of relief. When she stood up, she heard movement in the distance.