Travel Medicine I Republic of China

Dead without a soul!When you die, there is nothing left! "

Such a life is gone after death.Without a soul, there is no reincarnation.There are fewer and fewer such beings in this world, and they will eventually perish.

And human beings can reproduce continuously, and the soul is still there, and this soul is constantly reincarnated, constantly reincarnated...

All things, in the end, only human beings are left...

"I am going to kill you!"

Chen Yi gave up struggling, he seemed to have gone back in time, seeing Liu Qingyang in the patrol room for the first time, it was like seeing a charlatan.Unable to be a human being, life is endless.It would be great if Liu Nian could really kill himself...

Looking at the shards of glass, blood was still oozing from the shards of glass.Chen Yi wanted to cry very much, Liu Qingyang died.He was really killed by himself, he thought Liu Qingyang would not die.But the blood-oozing glass was shattered by himself like Liu Qingyang's corpse.He couldn't control his killing intent, he really couldn't control it.But the pain, the grief, the resentment and the anger took him completely.

Chen Yi's cold tears flowed down, and Liu Nian withdrew his hand as if pinching Chen Yi's fingers as if they had been scalded.

As the darkness receded in the room, Liu Nian rolled into the glass and cried loudly, letting the sharp glass scratch his small body: "Dad...Dad...why don't you wait for Nian'er... "

The sound is miserable, the sound is bleak.

Liu Qingyang died, and Liu Qingyang was killed by Chen Yi.

Yao Lang was not at all happy when he heard the news, as if something blocked his heart.This is the ending he would like to see the most, but this ending did not make him happy.He closed his eyes, thinking of his strongest opponent, Liu Qingyang.The darkness in Chen Yi's heart was induced, and he had his own credit for it.The madness that was once led by hatred came to an end, and Yaolang showed an elegant smile.

ended.

In fact, there is no hatred in this heart for a long time, but at that time, it was just unwilling...

Such an outstanding and magnificent life has disappeared, and it has been like a dream for more than a year...

Yao Lang couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Nian left Shanghai Bund. Before he left, his immature face showed the expression that only adults should have. His voice announced the final despair of Chen Yi's life:

"I can't make you human; but I can make you die. I will never forgive you in my life. I will not kill you in that way. I will let you live in pain forever."

All this time I've been looking for a way to bring you back to adulthood or a way to end your life, and you're pointing a gun at the people who trusted you the most.Life after life, you just go on alone.Let you become a monster in this world, and let you enjoy the road that life like us has traveled.It is not tolerated by the world, and lives on in a meek way, being betrayed and squeezed out by human beings.Let you know exactly how stupid your actions are.

"I beg you, Nian'er, kill me." Chen Yi knelt and hugged Liu Nian's legs and begged.

He regretted it, and such an ending would only make him miserable.He's just been blinded.

Either die or don't abandon him.He couldn't go on by himself.

Liu Nian kicked Chen Yi away and said sharply, "I will come back again!"

I don't kill you, I just let you enjoy such pain and loneliness forever and ever.

Now, all the regrets are useless, as long as Liu Nian does not take his own life, this life will have no way to end.No matter how Chen Yi prayed, Liu Nian never appeared again.In the long life, the devoured mind shot to death the person who could give him hope and companionship.

A lunatic appeared on the streets of Shanghai Beach, a lunatic covered in wounds and blood.This lunatic is avoided by everyone, and the major newspapers report the situation in East Asia, and the war is approaching.

Chapter Ten: The Future of Man

What is the future.

——Liu Qingyang

Time ran over the former Qin and later Han, and the late Qing and the Republic of China.A new round of war is revolutionizing the whole world, and all things perish, leaving only human beings.The vast land was swept by the war, and the battlefield with millions of corpses became a purgatory on earth.

Ghost fires and lonely souls sang and sang, and thousands of green lights drifted away from the world.

The revolutionary party is still fighting for the piece of land, and the revolutionary party with great ambitions is still fighting fiercely in exchange for the promise of the "future" that cannot be fulfilled.Life in a war-torn world is deprived of dignity, and victims of war flee their lands.

Lost faith, lost faith.

Religion can no longer save this battered nation.

Whether it is Christianity in the West or Taoism and Buddhism in the East.

In the Republic of China, no one can predict the future.The future and faith become worthless.Citizens whose hearts cannot be comforted are either insensitive, or let fear swallow them up and become devil-like existences.People in the war no longer pursue the future, and no one can chase the future that is too far away.Such a complete body lives with an incomplete soul, and such a soul has been devastated by wars in troubled times.Enduring day after day without any change.To live, but only to live.There is no place for the heart to rest, and it will be frightening wherever it goes.

This thing called war, with a slight pick, provoked the hatred of the family and the country.

An expanding restlessness permeates this world, those hunger, disease, death, darkness, fear, sorrow, despair, cover the sky of this world.

This thing called war was born of man, and the name of the parent of this war is—human being.

Human beings have planted war and despair by themselves, but they cannot bear the seeds created by themselves.All things perish, time runs over all life to become the ultimate victor.In the Shura field of the human world where black and red alternate, there are still those people who are waiting for the dawn of the future.

What is the future.

In this future, maybe the war is still going on; maybe this country is torn apart; maybe someone will become the savior of this country; maybe this war-reformed world will no longer have wars and displaced people...

People who have never experienced war will never know the pain and sorrow that war brings to people. If this needle cannot pierce you, you will never know how painful it will be forever.

Standing on the streets of the future, Chen Yi could no longer tell the real from the fake in this world.After going through the Republic of China and the war of aggression against China, even Chen Yi, who has become insensitive, would tremble because of the war and the brutality of the rulers.Chen Yi, who had fantasized about this future, did not have the slightest expectation when facing this future.

The war is over.

Wars after they are over will only spawn new "wars".

Every innovation in this world will go through wars, and wars have changed everything.Maybe it will push this country to death, maybe it will push this country into a more progressive era.But these were meaningless to Chen Yi.

This world and the future have nothing to do with him.

In this floating world, it's not just this world.A grain of rice is a boundary, and a bowl of water is a boundary.

Buddha said: One flower, one leaf, one world.

Decades ago, Liu Qingyang told him: This world is composed of many "worlds".Only the many realms can make up the world you see with your eyes.

Therefore, your eyes are a world.What you are in is a floating world.

"Doctor, give me these herbs." The old man handed a yellowed prescription to Chen Yi who was at a street drug stall.

"Okay." Chen Yi's heart trembled after seeing the handwriting on the prescription, and he responded with a smile to the old man.

"We seem to have met before." The old man squinted his eyes to see Chen Yi clearly.

"Maybe the old man bought my traditional Chinese medicine before." Chen Yi said.

"No, no. Young man, I just moved from Shanghai to Guangzhou, so I can't possibly have met you. Ah, I remembered. Decades ago, when I was still in Shanghai, I used to meet a A young doctor with big braids in a robe of the Republic of China. I was very young at that time, and my legs and feet were not good. I searched all over the doctors in the medicated kitchen and Western doctors, but only his Chinese medicine worked. I remember him very clearly, because the doctor’s robe Stabbed the big monster, the big monster is quite scary. I often go to his place, and occasionally I see a man helping him. That man looks a bit like you. Alas, since we stopped the doctor’s medicine, My foot is bad. Fortunately, the doctor left me a prescription before he left, but the effect of getting it elsewhere was not as good as his. I really didn’t expect this doctor to have such powerful medical skills at such a young age. Seeing how young you are, this old man wonders if you have as good medical skills as that doctor." The old man murmured.

"In this world, no one can compare to that doctor's art." Chen Yi said with a smile.

"It's a pity that he left, otherwise I would have invited him to my home. It would be great if there was no war." The old man said regretfully, the doctor was someone he admired quite a lot.

"The war is over." Chen Yi wrapped the medicine and handed it to the old man.

"War is war and it will never end. Whether it is the past or the future, war will never end." The old man took the medicine and carefully folded the prescription and said to Chen Yi, "Thank you, young man."

War will not end.Whether it is the past or the future.

As long as there are humans, the war will go on and on and on...

In the evening, the setting sun slipped into the alley.Chen Yi packed up the medicine box, carried it on his back, took two steps and stopped, with a relieved smile on his face, he fell down on the street and couldn't get up again.

The golden sunset looks mysterious, it elongates the young man behind Chen Yi.

"I said, I'll be back."

Decades have passed, I forgive you, your life deserves