[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

At the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?

The upper and lower are not formed, why test it?

Ming Zhao is dark, who can be the best?

Feng Yiweixiang, how did he know it?

Bright and dark, but what is the time?

The triad of yin and yang, what is the origin and what is the transformation?

There are nine levels in the circle, who can save it?

……

With a sudden heartbeat, she touched her chest... but it was empty.

Her consciousness, in the roaring fire, somehow remembered such a poem written by a mortal.Everyone in this world may have thought about their own source and their own cause and effect.

leylines.

The land veins of the Central Plains all originate from Kunlun.

Yang Chan has never been to Kunlun. The first time she knew about this place was when she woke up for the first time after three years of sleep, she heard her second brother talking with Yuding.

"You have changed a lot during your trip to Kunlun..." Yu Ding sighed, "Jianer...is it really worth it?"

"As long as Achan can wake up, then everything is worth it..."

Yang Jian, her second brother, her dearest relative in this world, went to Kunlun when he was 15 years old and did something worthwhile for him.

What's worth it.

He paid the same price, but she didn't know how much.

"Do you... want to know the truth?"

Deep in the ground veins, the chaotic sounds of flickering and flickering gradually became clear, and they were spelled into one sentence, followed by the second sentence.

"It's not difficult to get the truth...as long as you...remember..."

- remember what

"...remember—hate!"

——Why hate?

"People in the world are impulsive because of hatred, stupid because of hatred, and ugly because of hatred...However, hate is a good medicine, and only hatred can make people insatiable. Hate others, hate the world, hate the future. Satisfied, people have come to this day because of this..."

——Without hatred, people can go to today.

"Without hatred, although people exist, they are like pigs and dogs."

——With no hatred in my heart, how can I remember it?

"If you really have no hatred in your heart, why are you here?"

Yang Chan was puzzled, but she remained silent.In front of her eyes, in the stream of fire that this body was in, a mass of things rose up, which was actually more radiant than flames!

The voice said: "I'll give you a chance. What you want is right in front of you. Do you dare to take it? Even if you dare to take it, do you dare to recite it? Even if you dare to recite it, how long can you recite it..."

She can't answer.

It was something she had been looking for for many years, and she couldn't remember why she was looking for it; but after all it took so long, she hesitated when it was so close at hand.

The Huashan earthquake was caused by this, and she couldn't forget that she sank into the horizon accompanied by the solemn setting sun.

Why should she pity those one by one, groups of people?If it is mercy, is this what mortals call—mercy?

What is compassion?Would a person like her actually have some compassion?

Hesitating, she still withdrew her hand.

The whispers around sighed.

"Still dare not..."

"after all……"

"The time has not come..."

She opened her eyes, and her consciousness returned to her body.There was still emptiness and darkness in her eyes, but she could hear—

The whispers from the depths of the leylines have never been cut off since ancient times.That is the memory of the earth's veins for this world, once it is engraved, it will be engraved in the heart.

The turbulent ground veins keep the dragon's breath.Huashan's earth atmosphere is getting heavier and heavier.

And none of the jailers who were supposed to be sent to this mountain came.Yang Chan seems to have been forgotten by the world, if not for the sound of cicadas outside the cave, she would not even know how the seasons change.She counted, the cicadas sang for five summers, and another five years passed.

In the 34th year of Jiajing, autumn.

It had been a long time since the last cicadas chirped, as long as she calmed down, those whispers from the ground would ring in her ears again.If it was a mortal, such a day would have been driven crazy.

But she is Yang Chan.

Regardless of whether her mother named her just for auspicious meaning back then, at least now, she can finally understand the true meaning of her name.

——The cicada is a kind of insect that can endure loneliness and can lie dormant underground for several years.

She waited quietly, waiting for the long year to pass, and the next summer, the cicadas would sing again to drive away the noise in her ears.It might be a tough time, but habits can get you through any adversity.

And this time, she didn't seem to have to wait long.

At first, it was a short hiss, which seemed to show that its vitality was not over yet, and then, the long cicadas instantly dispelled the whispers in the ears.

This is an evening cicada.

It's not that Yang Chan has never heard Mu Chan's song, but he didn't care much about it before, but now, it has become the most precious thing.

She suddenly hoped that the cicada could sing a little longer, and it would be better to survive the winter and live in the spring of the next year—although she herself knew how unrealistic this idea was.

But when the cicadas sing, it is a good thing.In the past five years, this is the first Mu Chan that Yang Chan has heard that can only live until late autumn.

The voice of the evening cicada always foretells something.

Sure enough, on this day, someone came.

She heard the sound of Xisuo coming from the entrance of the cave. No one came here for five years. The road to here may have been overgrown with weeds and it was difficult to enter, but the man still found this place and walked forward tenaciously. .

Yang Chan never believed in chance, she only believed in purpose.There must be some purpose for a person to appear by her side, this is the instinct formed by being an assassin all the year round.Even Liu Yan, Lou Yin, Long Yan... She never thought it was just an ordinary fate.

An unusual thing happened repeatedly, and the long line extending behind it was unknown to whom.

The person's footsteps stumbled, and finally came to her.

"Who?"

She was blind and couldn't see who was coming. Although she asked in a low voice, the voice came out, and the sound swayed in the cave.

"...People?" The person blurted out because of surprise.The voice is immature, about ten years old.

"Human?" Yang Chan sneered, "I'm not a human, I'm a man-eating monster, and I'm locked up here because I made a mistake."

She waited for the other party to respond, and remained silent for a while, only to hear the rapid breathing gradually calmed down, the child was getting used to the scene in the cave.

"Are you a demon?" The child looked at her suspiciously, "but you look like a human being."

Yang Chan sneered and said, "Boy, how many monsters have you seen? It is because you pretend to be a human being and blend in with them, so that you can do some messy things. Human eyes are blind, and you can't tell good and evil. You are just a mortal cub. , How can we know people and mind?"

There was another moment of silence, the baby seemed to be spying on the surrounding situation, Yang Chan pulled the chain around her body, maybe he could finally trust her a bit.

The chirping of cicadas outside the cave has stopped.That Mu Chan didn't survive the destiny after all.

After all, it was the child wandering around in the cave.Although this noise was not as loud as the cicadas' chirping, it dispelled the disturbing sounds that were about to circle around her ears.

"No," said the child suddenly, "You are not a monster, here... I have been here..."

"Have you been here?" Yang Chan frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

"You...I know you too...but I don't remember," said the baby, "I seem to have seen you somewhere..."

Yang Chan asked: "Baby, what's your name?"

"My name is Liu Xi."

In just four words, Yang Chan was taken aback.

She understood that it was Ye Jianan who came again. Not only did he come, he also brought a "big gift" to herself, which was enough to disturb her thoughts again.

"I know this place," Liu Xi continued chattering, "I've been here... I walked here according to my memory! My mother said that when I was four years old, I got lost in Huashan Mountain, and I found it later because Blessed by the gods of Mount Hua, later..."

"Blessed by the gods..." Yang Chan's deep and hoarse laughter came from the cave, "Blessed by the gods...hehehehe..."

Liu Xi argued: "What's so funny, that god saved me, and later my mother. My mother said she was our benefactor..."

Her laughter was even more reckless, and then she stopped suddenly: "Baby! Do you know what kind of role the god you mentioned is, and why he saved you... There is no favor in this world for no reason, maybe that It is not a good thing to save you today, this—have you thought about it?"

"Thought about it..." Liu Xi's tone became depressed, "They said, if I hadn't recovered that day, maybe my father wouldn't have died."

He said softly, "I'm a broom star."

"Who are the 'they' you're talking about?" Yang Chan asked.

"It's... relatives and elders in the family..."

"Then, besides them, who else is there in your family?"

"And my mother, and Uncle Cai..."

"Uncle Cai?"

"Uncle Cai is the one who takes care of our daily life."

"Oh, so it's the old servant at home."

"We never treated him as a servant," Liu Xi said, "Uncle Cai is very kind, he is my family."

"Heh... family..." Yang Chan was noncommittal to this word.

"On the day my father had an accident, Uncle Cai helped us with everything. Without him, we wouldn't be able to survive these many years..." He remembered this, and suddenly asked, "May I ask, were you the one who saved us that day?" ?”

"No." Yang Chan said.

"But, my mother said it was a girl in white... Her description is just like yours! You obviously are, why deny it?"

"So what if it's true and what if it's not?" Yang Chan asked back, "For you, is it important whether I saved you or not?"

"Important! My mother said that you should repay the kindness you receive from others. You saved me twice, so I should repay you twice!"

Yang Chan laughed again: "If you want to repay, how should you repay? Can you have supernatural powers? Can you move mountains and fill seas? Can you rescue me from trouble?"

"...Neither can." Liu Xi said honestly.

"Then don't talk nonsense," she thought of Liu Xiang, "the last person who wanted to repay me like you... died."

"..."

"Do you want to hear this story?" she said, "In the story, the little baby was as old as you were, also four years old, because everyone else got sick but he didn't, so he was hated and burned to death by everyone. .He died because of everyone's ignorance, but also because of his own weakness. If he has a little bit of ability, as long as he has a little bit, it would be great if he can escape from death... Unfortunately, no."

Yang Chan sighed: "Because that's just a baby, a four-year-old kid, what kind of abilities can he have? He didn't understand anything, so he died like that... The last time he came here was to send me off. A brass lock, said to be repayment. I rejected the child's plaything... Later he was burned to death, and I found the blackened copper lump in the charcoal at a glance..."

"Stop talking..." Liu Xi said loudly, and then sighed softly, "It's so pitiful...it's terrible."

"Is it scary? This little thing is scary. What are you talking about in return?" Yang Chan said, "Remember, a weak person should not repay you lightly, because you don't know if what you are about to face is just a matter of effort. .”

"But in this way, no one will help others. What kind of warmth is there in this world?"

"Help is a gift from the strong to the weak, and the strong do not need the rewards of the weak!"

Liu Xi retorted: "You're not right. You can say that because you were a strong person before, but now that you are in trouble, you have become a weak person..."

"Baby!" Yang Chan interrupted him.

"Everyone in the world is weak!" This child was full of courage because of the momentary argument, and he was no longer as timid as he was at the beginning. "Mr. Dong said: Weakness has no crime. You should know that the best is like water. If you share a Help is regarded as charity, and despise it, then today you are the person who gives charity, and tomorrow you will also be the person who is given charity. The heights are extremely cold, and any strong person may fall one day. Only by maintaining your own mentality, Only those who understand the principle of combining strength and softness, are willing to help others, and are willing to accept rewards from others, can become real talents!"

"Who is Mr. Dong?" Yang Chan listened to him patiently and asked.

"It's... my teacher in the private school..." He finished what he wanted to say, and his momentum withered again.

"How old are you?" She asked again.

"Ten years old..."

"Ten years old!" Yang Chan exclaimed, "Ten years old is so pedantic, how can I pay for it in the future?"

"Is this pedantic? This is the world. Mr. Dong said that as a person, I would rather not read thousands of books, but learn to be a human being and be a good person first!"

"This pile of great principles reminds me of an equally pedantic person," Yang Chan sighed, "If one day I can get out of trouble, I really want to meet your Mr. Dong..."

Liu Xi pretended to be old-fashioned and sighed: "Sir, he is not perfect. He loves to read and can teach. He understands the principles in the book, but he is willing to implement very little. So he always says that he is very good. Failed. He had two students at the beginning, but one of them was badly taught... He told us that he hoped that we would not become like him, nor the person he taught badly..."

"Has he ever said, what kind of person is the one who was taught badly?"

"I didn't mention that, but when I mentioned that person, my husband would lower his face and stay silent for a long time."

When Yang Chan heard it, she also lowered her face and remained silent.

Liu Xi was surprised and said: "Oh! It's your expression, it's exactly the same..."

"Forget it, let's talk about you," Yang Chan changed the subject, "Since you admire Mr. Dong so much, why, instead of going to private school today, you ran to the mountains instead?"

"Mr. said that there is something at home and I have to go home to deal with it, so I have a two-month vacation." Liu Xi said honestly.

"You live near here?"

"Grandma and grandpa live at the foot of the mountain, and my mother often brings me back to visit relatives... I have been climbing Huashan Mountain since I was a child, so I am familiar with it!"

"I can hear your accent, not like a local."

"Yes," Liu Xi said, "my late father was from Zhejiang Province, and now my mother is taking me to do business in Yangzhou..."

"Oh, then it won't be here for long."

"Don't worry, I can stay here for a while!" Liu Xi said happily, "I don't think you are a vicious monster. It's getting late today, can I come to play with you again tomorrow?"

"You don't think I'm vicious because you haven't seen me kill someone!"

"Then you are locked up now, who can you kill?"

"..."

"You can't, talk to me, show that you are repentant and a good person. I want to make good people."

"Heh...a good man...have I become a 'good man' in the world's population?" Yang Chan not only laughed at herself, although she couldn't see Liu Xi's current face, but the child's general appearance was determined by his conversation engraved in her mind.

"Your mother, I taught you well..." Yang Chan said, "But Liu Xi, don't associate with monsters. You are a human being, so go the human way. You and I are different after all..."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Chan raised Yuan Gong secretly, and a demonic wind came from nowhere in the cave, and easily rolled up the child, and he was thrown out after hearing "ahhh".

Sending Liu Xi away, Nei Yuan suddenly felt weak.It seems that more than 900 years of recuperation still cannot bring her body back to its heyday.

The cave was quiet, but the bewitching from the ground rang in her ears again.

——Yang Chan...Look, that thing is right under you, as long as you are willing to explore and pick it up...

"Shut up!" Yang Chan shouted, "I, Yang Chan, am not a fool who will be tempted!"

——Hehehe...you are an idiot if you don't pick it up.

The voice faded away for now.

The chaotic thoughts calmed down again.Yang Chan knew that because of the change in Huashan's formation, Ye Jianan could see everything she said and did to anyone in this cave.

So she raised her head and said with a smile: "Ye Jianan, although I don't know what you are up to, but this gift is accepted by the teacher. Thank you!"

She wasn't sure whether Liu Xi would come or not, but no matter whether he would come or not, she hoped that this child would be fine.

It is difficult for a person to always maintain a pure heart, but she believes that Liu Xi can do it.

Because to this person's soul, the most difficult thing in the world has never been nothing.