Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters no regrets at all
Everyone probably has an unspeakable past, and Bai Liming's death was directly related to him. Because of guilt, Feng Er never interacted with the Bai family again.
When Feng Yu heard this, he had a rough outline of the whole story. In the past few decades, too many things had happened. As a secret sect of the Feng family of this generation, Feng Er did not resent why this responsibility fell on him.
On the contrary, he wanted to thank this secret, which made him more fulfilled. It can be said that he devoted his whole life.
The difference from Bai Manman is that one is in the dark and the other is in the light.
Feng Yu lamented the efforts of a generation, but also regretted their lives. They could have had their own lives, but now, Bai Manman has never appeared again. Feng Er has already planned to wash his hands in the golden basin and will not ask about this matter from now on.
, Indeed, compared to an endless secret, what makes people let go is not the reveal of the answer, but the helplessness and reality.
Feng Yu said to Feng Er: "Second uncle, no matter what the secret of the gods is in the end, what will happen if we get it? Each of us has our own life, being restrained by shackles, what is the difference between it and a puppet?"
"You can follow your father on this point. Second Uncle, I am a person who can't let go. Let's take the matter of Bai Liming as an example. I couldn't get over this obstacle in my heart. Later, I went to Daleiyin Mountain's Jialan Temple to find Monk Tiezhuan and recite it.
After half a year of Buddhist scriptures, Monk Tieguang said that I was not calm in my heart and told me about my confusion. I didn’t tell anyone about Bai Liming’s death. He saw through the karma in my heart and told me about the Gulan Kingdom.
.I was very curious about how he knew. After asking, I found out that it was Bai Manman. She was faster than me and she already had a clue about Gulan Country. Out of pride, I left Jialan Temple and did not go directly to find him.
Gulan Kingdom, I think with my ability, I can also find clues about other Gulan Kingdoms. In the future, it will be you and my uncle and nephew who go to Guide City. I, Feng Yuan, deserved to have my arm broken. After that, I will be determined
It has worn off a lot, and I no longer have the persistence I had before.”
Experience can change people's thoughts, and the same is true for Feng Yu.
"Second uncle, have you ever regretted it?"
Feng Er stood up and looked at the sky outside, "Regret? There are so many things to regret in this world. Since you have chosen, there is nothing to regret."
He began to pack his things simply, looking a little lonely, looking like a helpless old man.
"It's time for us to leave. Time is running out. If you want to find Bai Ran and Zhang Xiuxian, you have to hurry up."
Feng Yu still had something to ask, but Feng Er reluctantly stopped talking. Dark was the best time for them to leave.
After leaving the cave, Feng Yu felt a little dizzy. It was dark outside, and there were occasional animal noises in the woods, which was particularly sad. Here in Myanmar, his second uncle said that the Burmese people would hunt in the woods, and they would only do so when it gets dark.
There is a chance to return to the other end of Huaxian Ancient Lake.
Feng Yu didn't know much about the collapse of the Immortal Realm. If it was an illusion, would the people inside be able to come out after the illusion collapsed?
There is no so-called road in the forest, and there are all weeds underfoot. Feng Yu doesn't know how his second uncle brought it here. Feng Er seems to be very cautious in the front. Feng Yu has never seen Burmese people, so he is cautious about his second uncle.
I don't quite understand.
The two of them were walking blindly in the dark without even turning on a light. Feng Yu opened his mouth and asked, "Second uncle, why don't we even turn on a light?"
Feng Er turned his head and immediately told Feng Yu to shut up. He seemed very nervous. After looking around in a panic, he asked Feng Yu to shut his mouth. "Keep your voice down. We will alarm those Burmese people. No one of us can leave."
Feng Yu rarely sees his second uncle like this. What kind of Burmese people does he say? Why can they scare people like this?
The two of them were silent, and Feng Yu followed behind. They walked in the dark and didn't know how far they had gone, but they still met the Burmese who were patrolling the mountains at night.
After Feng Er watched those people from a distance, he immediately hid behind a tree. They were holding torches, guns in their hands, and all cold weapons. They were probably ruthless bandits, and this was the border.
It is common for gangsters to occupy the road.
Feng Er was very nervous. He knew that these Burmese people were more terrifying than desperadoes. Their barbarity was extremely cruel. If they fell into their hands, eight out of nine lives would be lost.
However, the Burmese people were too cunning. They seemed to know something. They were searching the mountains inch by inch with guns and hunting dogs.
Feng Yu and Feng Er didn't move at all. Even so, it was difficult to escape the nose of the hunting dogs. They were getting closer and closer. Feng Yu became anxious and touched his bag. There was no weapon that could be used to deal with it. If he had known there was,
Today, he will get a gun or something from Zhang Xiuxian.
There were thirteen people in the Burmese group. They were talking incomprehensible words and moved towards the two of them. When they were less than five meters away, the hunting dogs had already locked their position. Feng Er sighed quietly and said to himself
Knowing that there is nowhere to hide.
I'm afraid Feng Er didn't even realize that he had been planning for a long time, but in the end he couldn't escape this fate. When he was only a few meters away, he suddenly jumped out of the grass and got entangled with the Burmese.
Feng Yu knew that this was his second uncle providing him with opportunities, and every chance he got would count.
The Burmese was startled, and Feng Er raised his fist with one arm and smashed it hard. The first Burmese in front of him shouted loudly, and he was hit to the ground unprepared.
For a moment, the scene was in chaos. Three hunting dogs pounced on them. The others illuminated the fire, and the two behind them raised their guns, ready to shoot at any time.
The Burmese were very ruthless, and the two closest ones hit them directly with their rifle butts. Feng Yu heard the sound of bones breaking, and Feng Er screamed in pain. Feng Yu couldn't hide any longer, so he rushed out and rushed in.
The crowd fought wildly with the Burmese people.
The group of people were strong and had brown and black skin. Feng Yu and Feng Er were no match for each other. In the chaos, Feng Yu's body was sore from being hit by the gun butt, and his arms and legs were covered with bruises. At this time, he thought of Zhang Xiuxian.
If he were here, there would definitely be a workaround.
A few minutes later, under severe pain and threats, Feng Yu chose to give up. Feng Er was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. A Burmese man pointed a gun at Feng Er's head and said in broken Chinese: "Move again.
Just let his brain bloom."
Feng Yu knew that this group of people could do anything. After all, the second uncle was old. It was absolutely impossible for him to come to this place without his responsibilities and status.
Looking at the second uncle in front of him, Feng Yu felt a little sad. At this age, he could not enjoy family happiness, but he had to risk his life for an identity.
Feng Yu put down his fist, and his second uncle's jaw was dislocated by the blow. He said vaguely: "I asked you to escape, what are you doing here?"
The Burmese quickly grabbed Feng Yu from behind and pushed him to the ground. Before he could say anything to Feng Er, a dizziness came from the back of his head and he was knocked unconscious.
Feng Yu never imagined that such an end would be waiting for the two of them. Before Zhang Xiuxian and Bai Ran were found, they were arrested.
When Feng Yu woke up again, he was in a cage. He was brought back to the Burmese camp. It was still dark outside, it was still dark, and there were still woods around him.
Feng Yu rubbed the back of his head, and the pain made him wake up. There were two people standing guard not far away. This was a separate cage, and he didn't see where his second uncle was. Feng Yu found that his hands were tied up, and he started to do it with difficulty.
Finally, he called the two men on guard.
After seeing Feng Yu wake up, one went out to report, and the other walked in front of Feng Yu and babbled a lot of Burmese. He didn't understand half of the words, so he told the Burmese to find someone who could speak Chinese.
After a while, the man who went outside ran back, followed by a leisurely man. Feng Yu knew this man. He was the man who pointed the gun at the second uncle's head. His broken Chinese made Feng Yu confused.
