【Xue Xiao】Prisoner in the deserted city

Xue Yang picked up the candy carefully.

I remember that one day in those three years he told a story about a child. From then on, every time Xiao Xingchen came back from night hunting in the morning, he would bring him and A-Qing a piece of candy. Never stop.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xue Yang's mouth, and he was about to put it into the Qiankun bag so that it could be preserved forever.After thinking about it, I put it in my close-fitting pocket first, let's put it like this for a while.

Probably because of his recovery, Xue Yang was extraordinarily diligent today, cleaning the entire Yizhuang up and down.First the dormitory, then the platform, the front hall, the side room, the inconspicuous small warehouse, and even the room where the old coffins were stored that they had avoided together.

Xiao Ning said: "Second Daddy, where is Daddy? Why didn't you see him so early in the morning?"

Xue Yang didn't answer, but turned to A-Qing and said, "A-Qing, take the little one back to the clinic. Didn't Xiao Xingchen entrust her there long ago, so you go too."

A-Qing said, "You want to drive us away again, you—"

Xue Yang just wanted to be alone, so he pushed Aqing Xiaoning out without saying a word, all the way to the outside of the Yizhuang, closed the door with a bang, and cast a formation to prevent them from coming in without further ado.

Xiao Ning blinked: "Does Second Daddy want us to forage for food? Xiao Ning is so hungry."

It was rare for A-Qing to not be so angry at Xue Yang's bad behavior. Standing at the gate of Yizhuang, looking at this dilapidated house, she inexplicably thought of the young man with the serious injury on his back that day, pretending to be a child. When the blind man walked in here with him.

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't let the tears fall.Over the years, she is no longer the little girl who looks fierce but actually loves to cry, and she is no longer just hiding from the sidelines and watching everything happen.The three words of watching helplessly made her bear too much, and also grew a lot.She is grown up now and can face some things on her own.

Xue Yang drove them away, and Yizhuang became quiet again.He staggered back to the dormitory, and walked to the bed, only this bed he hadn't tidied up, the bedding was still the same as when he got up early, and the place next to it was untouched, it was very messy, There are traces of Xiao Xingchen's nails scratching, and the lingering lingering of last night's death.

Xue Yang looked at this bed, he wanted to tidy up here too, grabbed the sheets and quilt, his whole body was a little dazed, he slowly hugged it in his arms, it seemed that there was still the warmth of that person on it, he still wanted to go felt.

Just like those past years, no matter whether it is hate or love, his thoughts are affected by this person, and he sinks step by step. Hold it firmly in your hand, thinking that it will not be separated.

Xue Yang put down the quilt, got up, walked to the table and sat down, burying his head in his arms.There was no sound beside him—it was quiet when Xiao Xingchen was around, but he just felt that even if that person was silent, the room was full, full and reassuring.

However, at this time, it was really quiet, empty, and he was the only one.

Xue Yang moved his mouth and called softly, "Xiao Xingchen..."

Thinking of something, he took the candy out of his arms, pinched it between his thumb and index finger, and put it in front of his eyes. He wanted to remove the tissue paper and throw it into his mouth, but he held back and put it back into his pocket.

He sat there for a long time, until his calf was a little numb, then he stood up, picked up the Shuanghua sword blade that Xiao Xingchen had left casually in the corner, wiped off the thin dust on it, put it on the table, and then turned it out from the cabinet. A Taoist robe comes.

A-Qing was still leaning against the gate of Yizhuang, watching Xiao Ning playing with those fallen leaves.Xiao Ning pulled the leaf off the stalk, leaving only the tough leaf stalk, twisted the two together, and pulled them to both sides, one of which would always be torn off.Before pulling each time, she would first choose the one she thought would win, and if she really won, she would be very happy and run to A-Qing to show off.

The gate of Yizhuang suddenly creaked open.

A-Qing looked in cleverly, and cried out, "Taoist?!"

But before she finished speaking, she abruptly stopped her voice, and turned to ask: "What's the matter with your outfit?"

With a wave of Xue Yang's hand, the formation disappeared. He smiled slightly and said, "Does it look like it?"

I saw Xue Yang wearing a pure white Taoist robe, carrying a long sword with engraved frost patterns on his back, and his long hair was draped behind his head, and only a strand was randomly tied on the top of his head.The footsteps are light and slow, like clouds stepping on the moon, and the smile is also calm and breezy, like spring breeze.

A-Qing was in a daze, there was no resemblance here, it was clearly a divine resemblance!Even though his appearance was different, his demeanor and expression were exactly the same as Xiao Xingchen's, and his every move was like a miracle.

Xiao Ning was stunned, dropped a pile of leaf stalks in her hand, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and didn't know whether to call her daddy or second daddy.

A-Qing's heart was instantly filled with worries all the time. After holding back for such a long time, she finally looked at Xue Yang and said, "Where's the Taoist priest...?"

Xue Yang smiled again, his black and white eyes looked far away in a certain direction, and said, "Maybe I know where he is."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but his voice is a little close to that person.After he finished speaking, he looked back at Yizhuang. All these years, he and his small shelter closed the dilapidated gate, turned and walked forward.

A-Qing pulled Xiao Ning to follow, but she didn't dare to get too close. She was afraid that Xue Yang would drive them away again, so she followed his footsteps from a distance.

They kept walking in tandem, Xue Yang didn't walk very fast, but also walked slowly and calmly like that person.In early winter, the outskirts of Yicheng were quiet, with no wind or much sunshine, the sky was gray and white everywhere.

They went on and on until they came to the end of the southwest side.

This is the cliff on the southwestern edge of Yicheng. Due to the terrain, the wind becomes stronger here and blows straight up from the bottom of the valley, forming an air current that blows the vegetation and trees on both sides.

A-Qing was a little scared and didn't dare to go forward, so she pulled Xiao Ning back two steps, protecting the little girl behind her.But it wasn't very far away, and Xue Yang's every move could be seen clearly, and the sound of his footsteps could be heard.

Xue Yang stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down. He could only see the steep stone walls on both sides. Years of weathering made the cliffs look like they had been split by sharp knives. , I can't see the bottom at a glance.

Xue Yang stood in the cool wind, thinking about the conversation between them at that time.

He said, Daoist Xiao Xingchen, I have discovered it. In fact, you have always known better than anyone else, but you just didn't want to admit it. Now that you admit that you have caused yourself such pain, you still don't want to.That being the case, instead of doing this, we might as well just jump down together, and it would be a good result to be smashed to pieces.

Xue Yang raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a little smile.

He murmured: "Master Dao, you are the kind of person who would rather let me die than let yourself go. Now that you are finally willing to admit it, are you finally jumping from here? "

He has been imprisoned by his side all this time, and he doesn't want him to leave for half a step, but now he is truly free.Perhaps Xue Yang knew his intentions early on, but he would no longer use such cruel means to restrain him.

Xue Yang lowered his head, his white clothes and black hair fluttered, as if he was pleased or paying homage.He stood there for a long time, finally bent down and knelt down, untied the silver long sword and hugged it tightly in his arms, as if he was still hugging someone.

The body of the sword was slightly cool, but it seemed to be warm. Xue Yang knew that it was the spiritual energy of that person flowing in his body, so he hugged and surrounded him.

But Xiao Xingchen, the sky is high and the water is long, and the blue falls and the yellow spring.Where are you.

But Xue Yang will never feel pain again, he has obtained what he desires most, perhaps the meaning of human existence is not to ask but to give, to forgive rather than hate, to give rather than possess.

At this moment, his heart was clearer than ever before.Did the person he once despised so much finally teach him something?

But Xiao Xingchen, where are you?

Xue Yang lowered his head and kissed Shuanghua's sword body lightly, just like kissing the love of his life.

A-Qing suddenly felt a coldness on her face, she raised her head, and saw snowflakes floating in the sky at some point.They scattered down one after another, and soon a layer of whiteness was laid on the withered, yellow and dusty land. The world seemed to have been washed, and all the bloody ruins were gently tolerated by the frost and snow.

This is the first snow this year.

She saw Xue Yang stood up with Shuanghua in his arms, inserted the long sword into his back again, and faced the abyss, facing the frost and snow.

Xue Yang said: "I still don't believe that Xiao Xingchen died just like that. No matter what, no matter where he is, I will find him."

A-Qing said, "Are you leaving?"

Xue Yang said: "Yes. This means that there is no banquet in the world that never ends."

Xue Yang looked back at Aqing Xiaoning, waved his hand casually, turned around, and blended into the snowstorm.

Xiao Ning raised her head, carefully held A-Qing's hand, and said softly, "Sister A-Qing, why are your eyes red? Is it too cold?"

A-Qing forced a smile and said, "No, it's because the wind and snow were too heavy. Let's go home."

After saying this, A-Qing held that little hand, couldn't help but look back, and couldn't bear it anymore, tears welled up in her eyes.

The mountains are high and the roads are far away, and the world is confused, but the moon hangs high, and the stars remain the same.

Even if you spend your whole life, you must find that person.

He will always, find him again.

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In the early spring of the third day, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and the streets of Kuizhou are full of people and lively.

The front of an unremarkable small pharmacy is still clean, and occasionally one or two people come to seek medical treatment, and the Taoist priest in white will carefully prepare the required prescriptions in the medicine grid and distribute them to them.

His asking price is very cheap, he only wants to make money to survive, and he doesn't want to expand his business. In the past eight years, the store has only been this big, and the money left over from medical treatment and medicine will be subsidized by She Xing.This old fairy has recently become obsessed with gambling bugs, and the world is really in decline. Fortunately, he has passed on all his abilities to this Taoist, otherwise the family-forgiving medical skills will really be lost.

The Taoist had just sent a group of people away, and was about to take back the dried herbs to prepare for a rest, when suddenly one of his hands was held down.

The man was dressed in white, with two long swords on his back, one black and one white, he pressed his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Daoist, take a look at my body and grab some medicine, how about it?"

Hearing that voice, the Taoist couldn't believe it.

The whole person was stunned.

However, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, the fragrance of flowers was floating, what he heard in his ears were real voices, and the feeling on the back of his hands was also real.

The Taoist raised his head and said with a smile, "Okay."

Xue Yang saw those bright eyes again, looking at him with a warm smile, just like the first time he saw him.

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