After the county guard was trampled to death, Qishan was silent for a long time.
Shen Tang squatted by the stream and washed his feet and shoes.
Listening to the rushing sound of the stream, she suddenly broke the silence: "Yuanliang, what kind of person is your friend?"
Qishan said: "He is a very good person, but he has a soft heart and soft ears. He often helps others and makes his life miserable... There are few people in the world who are better than him. However, good people are short-lived..."
In a daze, it seemed as if the young man's voice was still echoing in his ears. His tone was gentle and smiling, clear and crisp. It was different from the hoarseness and weakness in the secret place of "Book Mountain" after being without food or water for several days.
[There is good and evil in the world, but after all, there is more good than evil. If we turn a blind eye to the good people who suffer because of those evil people, how are we different from the evil people? Helping others is just to feel clear in the heart, not to show how others can be grateful. I choked. Therefore, no grain can be eaten.]
【Aqu, your idea is unacceptable.】
How can a normal person be as stupid as him? He was bitten by a white-eyed wolf several times and didn't remember his lesson. When he met Yan Cheng, he lost his life.
He did not use fancy words to describe how good his close friend was. The friend in his memory was just a young man with an immature face, only four years older than the man next to him, Shen Xiaolangjun. But in his memory, he was like a brother and a father. Like a teacher, like a friend...
He is the benefactor of his life.
Qishan looked at the stream and sighed.
"Because of his problem, when I was young, I often tried to persuade him not to care about so many things. I gave him countless warnings not to trust others easily! Don't reach out to save someone who looks pitiful... Who knows whether he is saving a person or a person wearing clothes? You're a ghost in human skin! But he didn't listen, not even once." Not only did he not listen, but he also suppressed him with two months of age, making Qi Shan look bad every time.
He often said similar words, and every time he promised, he would do whatever he wanted. If someone came to ask for help, he would not know how to write the word "reject". The family was so poor that they only had a room full of books and rice jars. It's so clean that even mice don't bother to visit it.
In fact, Qishan is not qualified to advise like this.
After all, he himself was one of the rescued ones.
In terms of background, this close friend is not bad, but his family is poor. As long as he wants, the noble reputation of his ancestors and the support of his mother's family can allow him to obtain wealth that ordinary people can't imagine. But he would rather maintain the status quo and be so poor that he needs to write anonymously A market talk book.
Shen Tang: "Business talk? What's the content?"
Pray for good and remain silent.
Emmm——
Seven out of ten books are unspeakable.
Qishan changed his words to a more elegant expression: "Enlightened..."
Shen Tang: "Enlightenment?"
The corners of Qishan's mouth twitched: "Boudoir...enlightenment..."
The best friends are responsible for providing material inspiration and content, praying for good painting skills, and are responsible for selling paintings. They join forces - there is a storyline, ups and downs; there are scenes and actions, which are exciting and exciting.
Those unbridled scenes and imaginations, magnificent descriptions and scenery provide countless imagination space for those children of aristocratic families and celebrities who are high-minded and serious on the surface, but are also eager to take action behind the scenes. This work once became a major source of income for the family.
It also made Qi Shan unable to look directly at his best friend...
How could a young man who had never set foot in the land of fireworks come up with so many tricks based on his imagination? When asked, he was told that "Yan Ruyu is in the book"... Can Yan Ruyu teach these things???
Shen Tang: "..."
Good guy, this young scribe with white skin, black eyes, red lips and white teeth, his mind is not only full of knowledge, but also full of "knowledge".
Based on Qishan's simple description, a young man with a kind-hearted and soft heart, a stubborn and simple character, and many strange skills gradually emerged in his mind. He was indeed a very interesting person, and it was precisely this that made him regrettable.
"One thing - Yan Cheng may be right."
Qishan spoke quickly.
"What?"
"Zhen Lun is despicable, and I am no different from him." Qi Shan smiled uglier than crying and asked, "Do you know how I survived?"
Shen Tang: "..."
Emotionally she didn't want to know, this was Qi Shan's wound, and it would be bloody pain if she opened it. But rationally, she told her that knowing was better than not knowing. Keeping the wound covered would only fester into the bones.
Shen Tang asked softly: "How did you survive?"
Perhaps it was because a great revenge had been repaid, and it was rare for me to pray for good, and I had the urge to talk, and I forced myself to think about it like a self-abuse.
"That secret place hides a military formation made of rocks. There are eight gates and eight formations around it. The main formation is in the middle of the army. There are nine main formations in total. It is divided into sixty-four small formations. The large formations are nested within the small formations. The formations are in sync with each other, and there are dangers everywhere. Once you enter the formation, you will have a narrow escape..."
Probably some predecessor had brought out part of the remaining formation, and it fell into Shiwu's hands. He relied on crooked ways to develop a very unscrupulous way to break the stone formation. Sacrifice one person in exchange for the location of the Death Gate, and the other person can exit through the Life Gate. .
Neither he nor "Qishan" knew this, so they walked around the secret place of the stone formation for several days and experienced countless illusions - huge waves, landslides, mountains of swords and seas of fire... It seemed fake, but it turned out to be fake. But it looks real on my body, and I can’t tell the real thing from the fake one.
They are exhausted in order to survive, and they have to work hard to figure out how to break out of the formation and escape. Without food and water, even in the "Holy Land of Mountains and Seas" where the energy of heaven and earth is abundant, the two of them cannot survive for long until they are hungry and thirsty to the extreme. Mirage-like illusions lead them to kill each other.
Qishan said: "The person who died...should have been me...because of his scribe's ways, the stone circle he received was much smaller than mine..."
His friend woke up before him.
Even if Qishan died at that time, he would be unaware of it.
"I would rather he eat my corpse, gnaw the flesh and drink the blood..."
But he survived.
When he woke up weakly, his mouth was full of the smell of iron, and the remaining blood at the corners of his mouth had dried up. The illusion around him turned into the peak of a snow-capped mountain with a blizzard blowing. All his friends' clothes covered him, and he was held in his arms. Covered by the weak body temperature.
All that was left was a short suicide note written with trembling hands with frozen fingers. Qishan clenched the hand on his knee: "It's said to be a suicide note, but it's actually only half a sentence... But I know what he wanted to say. "
The two had traveled together.
Once when he was in danger, although the boy was young, his stubbornness in his bones made many people ashamed. He almost said categorically: "No brother would let his brother die in front of him. Even if he was going to die, he should go to hell for you." Explore the way! Otherwise, how can I be a brother!]
Shen Tang didn't know how to comfort Qi Shan.
"Then how did you break out of the formation?"
Qishan's expression was numb: "The formation has not been broken..."
"No?"
How to survive?
That stone circle was full of dangers. The two of them were tortured so miserably, not to mention that only one Qi Shan was left who was exhausted and had more air coming out and less air coming in. Qi Shan smiled bitterly: "Because six or seven hours later, the raging wind and snow When it’s over, ‘Book Mountain’ will be closed!”
It was through this that he saved his life.
While he was waiting to die, he watched his only close friend in his life, who was not a brother but better than a real brother, change his body from still warm to completely stiff and cold as an ice sculpture... and was left in the "Book Mountain" forever.
