[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

The morning light emerged, and it was dawn.

The monkey trapped under the mountain listened to the story all night.

Now, it was a difficult silence, because the monkey knew that the story was not over, but the narrator did not.

After all, he was a monkey, and he felt itchy until the end of the story; but he also knew that this story could not have an ending, as long as Yang Chan was still alive, she would meet that person again, again and again, never rest...

So he asked: "It has been hundreds of years since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. During these hundreds of years, have you never met him again?"

He didn't know that Yang Chan was still immersed in the memory of the baby crying.

That night, a fire burned all night in a certain house in the capital. The flames shone in the sky, and people were panicked. They were afraid that with the help of the east wind, the fire would burn the entire city!

But no.

The fire was big, but it burned well.Everyone only knew that after one night, the original white walls and red pillars were all burned into a pile of coke and mixed with the dead, and they were instantly annihilated with a slight touch.

The family's surname was Long, and they thought this family was extinct, but what is surprising is that a baby was picked out from the black ashes, and it was still alive.

A man patted him on the back, and the baby coughed out ashes, and immediately burst into tears.

At this time, she was hiding in the shadow of the crowd, watching all this secretly.

The child cried hoarsely, and no matter how the adults present coaxed him, he would cry loudly stubbornly. I don't know if it was for his dead family members, or for himself whose future was uncertain?

But no matter what, his life will be very hard.And in the end, he will die like everyone else.

So, this is human.

A life of hard work and a life of not hard life, the same decades, are so different.If so, why was it born?Why continue to live?Why accept injustices like this from birth? !

She tilted her head, thinking of the scene where her family was wiped out. It took less than half an hour, her world was turned upside down, and she was left with this disabled body, even begging to die. cannot!

And this child, the injustice in his life is all maintained by his parents and uncles.If it wasn't for his uncle's careful work, he could continue to experience the love of his parents and family, and he might still be lying on his little bed at this moment, dreaming his sweet dreams...

All this is gone, his misfortune was given to him by her.

This was the first time she thought about these questions after killing someone.She felt that she couldn't think about these things. If she had a lot of considerations for a person and cared about his family, she wouldn't be able to kill anyone.

Such kindness is abominable, weak, useless.

She doesn't need mercy.

But starting from Liu Yan, every life of that man taught her soft things that she had never had before...

So far, it is the first year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty.

"...Did you not meet him again in these hundreds of years?" the monkey asked.

So, she thought for a while and replied, "I don't want to meet him again, but..."

- This is the answer.

She should be hard—her heart must be as hard as iron, and those soft, ordinary, poor things are not suitable for her and her future days.

That was the end of the second night.