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Chapter 52: The Lonely Man

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Bai Feng woke up lying in a familiar place. She also felt that her limbs and head were not in the same body. She sat on the couch and blew her nose in confusion.

Everything was just like that morning two months ago, until he tried to stand up, a burning pain came from his feet, and he saw a few pieces of wood placed near the source of the pain, around the injured leg.

A shape is then fixed with ropes, which makes it difficult for him to stand up alone because the space for his feet is really limited.

——He remembered that he was not drunk this time.

"Don't move!" Murong Yan came in with herbs and gauze. Different from last time, she now had a sad look on her face: "The broken bone was fixed just the day before yesterday. Are you a fool? Why would you do such a thing?"

"I..." When Bai Feng was still thinking about how to answer, Murong Yan untied the gauze on his feet without thinking and joked: "Idiot! I will change the dressing for you. The doctor said to change the dressing every three days. If it doesn't work,

You can go out and run wild again in half a month."

Murong Yan sighed softly, trying her best not to let the other party feel any emotional changes, and then carefully put on the new medicine.

Not long after, the "double-braided" little devil who came from nowhere suddenly appeared in front of the door, crawling and walking. Bai Feng was surprised and asked: "Is it... Xi'er?"

Yu Ke rushed to find the child's voice and then came.

"As soon as I turned around, Xi'er came running here?" She was extremely apologetic: "Obviously she has just learned to walk... Yu Ke was negligent for a moment and disturbed his sworn brother to recuperate."

Bai Feng said: "No, bring Xi'er over and let me have a look."

Yu Ke responded and took the child over, but Xi'er seemed not to recognize the bearded man in front of her and started crying loudly. Murong Yan quickly asked Yu Ke to take the child away because Bai Feng needed complete rest.

"Yan'er?" Bai Feng saw Murong Yan suddenly turning away and crying secretly, and explained in a panic: "I had estimated the height at that time and nothing major would happen. Aren't I coming back to see you guys? Hahaha."

Murong Yan regained her composure and came back to continue changing Bai Feng's dressing, and said: "Brother Feng doesn't have to explain anything to me. You can rest assured and boldly do what you need to do. I will always be here to pray for you. Because, I am like just now

From the beginning, I only have unconditional trust in you."

His wife's words could not alleviate Bai Feng's guilt for failing to fulfill his responsibilities as a father. He knew that he owed too much to his family, and feelings could never be repaid. Even if his own daughter could not recognize him, he could

All you can do is continue to persevere.

However, sadness is like a flood. The more suppressed it is, the more unstoppable it becomes.

Murong Yan felt the same and took the initiative to lean into Bai Feng's arms. Her sympathy seemed to be stronger than before, and her soft voice reached her ears, soothing her heart: "I will always pray for you."

At noon the next day, Zhang Sidan from the Lu family heard that Bai Feng was in good health and came to offer condolences after hearing the news. However, in fact, it was more to relieve his depression. Mainly because Lu Tianxiu was keen on farmland and often organized land reclamation in person.

, no matter the hard work, even if it is almost winter now.

My wife, who had been together for less than half a year, was left out in the cold, and I urgently needed to find a couple who had been in a relationship for many years to discuss a solution.

"Do you know? My husband-in-law and I don't talk face to face more than ten times a day. If this continues, how can we cultivate a relationship?" Zhang Sidan was extremely frightened: "If there is any vixen approaching in the future, he will definitely be able to kill him in just a few strokes.

His soul was taken away!"

Murong Yan asked: "Master Lu is still busy with farm work? Well~ for such a hard-working person, no wonder he is so respected by the people in the town."

"That's what I said..." Zhang Sidan looked very distressed and his voice was weak.

Bai Feng added: "Isn't Mrs. Lu respected by the people in the town because of this? In fact, Madam knows very well that Mr. Lu has been doing things that she is passionate about, and it is a great deed that can benefit the people and the world, so Madam doesn't want to be here

Express your dissatisfaction in front of Mr. Lu."

"Well... Mr. Bai knows everything! So, is there any way you can help me? Or, you can convey your feelings on my behalf."

Bai Feng immediately refused: "The relationship between husband and wife lies with each other, not others. This matter can only be solved by yourselves. Sincerity is worth a thousand words."

Murong Yan also agreed: "How about next time Mr. Lu goes out, my wife will secretly follow you out and serve you a few sips of hot soup and tea after everyone has finished their farm work. Then Mr. Lu will definitely ask you why you are there, and he will feel sad in his heart."

It’s a bit of a surprise, after all, madam, you are a lady, and walking down the farmland in person will definitely impress everyone!”

"At this time, if I tell my husband what's in my heart, he will definitely not blame me..." Zhang Sidan's words were a little more hopeful, and he immediately thanked: "Mr. Bai and Mrs. Bai, it's great to meet you!

"

Bai Feng sneered and said: "We give advice to others, and we don't work in vain."

"What does Mr. Bai mean?"

Bai Feng said: "I wonder if there is a blacksmith shop in the town. I would like to borrow the tools there."

"what do you want to do?"

Bai Feng said: "I want to improve the common 'pickaxe' into a 'climbing pickaxe' suitable for climbing snow-capped mountains. I will only borrow it for a few days. If you need rent, I can pay double, no, triple."

"

"Mr. Bai, do you still want to go...but the snow season is only a few days away, why not wait until spring before setting off. I will send someone to make mountain climbing picks according to your requirements, and then organize a group of strong men to accompany you.

Go, Mr. Bai will recover from his injuries for the rest of the day, and there is no need to worry about other things."

Bai Feng shook his head and said lightly: "No, Mrs. Lu, you actually know that we can't stay in Zhuxian Town for too long. If we can't find it this time, we will probably have to leave. Taiping Road may find us here at any time.

"

"Mrs. Bai, don't you want to stop Mr. Bai? This is Kunlun Mountain!"

Murong Yan said: "Let us have a reason to stay here for a while, wouldn't it?"

Zhang Sidan naturally didn't want them to leave, so she couldn't resist at the moment and agreed to Bai Feng's request.

After that, Bai Feng began to draw the design drawings of the mountain climbing pick while recovering from his injuries. With the experience of the last failure, he understood where the previous pickaxe had shortcomings and needed improvement, and he quickly produced useful results. When the injury improved,

, able to walk on his own with the help of crutches, he came to the blacksmith shop on time every day and immersed himself in work.

Time has passed, and winter has entered Zhuxian Town, with snow falling all over the sky covering the desolate road.

Bai Feng wore a winter coat and set out from the hotel before dawn. He hid his sword behind his back. What is now hanging on his waist is a pair of improved mountain climbing picks, which are tied to his arms with ropes to prevent them from being left behind.

The bag contains a gourd for water, some dry food, and a few flints. Try to pack as lightly as possible.

He came out secretly without saying goodbye to anyone. He thought that doing so would minimize the impact on his family and friends, because this trip was extremely dangerous and tantamount to committing suicide. As a result, he himself became sad and sentimental first.

No matter in the past or now, Bai Feng is such a person.

The lonely man walked through the white fields, and from afar, he saw a group of people and a carriage waiting for him at the entrance of the forest.

Bai Feng was a little moved, but more pleased, and walked slowly with a smile. Murong Yan, Yu Ke, and Xi'er were all there, as well as Lu Tianxiu, Zhang Sidan, and Xu Qiye. Everyone was beaming and gathered together.

Here, let’s bid farewell to Bai Feng.

"Mr. Bai, you and I are similar people, so I won't say stupid things like trying to keep you. I wish you good luck on the road and come back as soon as possible."

"Mr. Bai, if you really can't go on anymore, please come back at any time. We are all here waiting for you!"

"Bai Feng, this is the amulet I asked for for you. Please take it with you."

Bai Feng looked at Mr. Xu Qi and readily rejected this kind offer: "Master Qi, I'd better keep it for myself. I don't need this kind of thing."

"Brother, I will continue to work hard to practice swordsmanship and become as powerful as you!"

"Hehehe..." Xi'er suddenly smiled in front of Bai Feng today, but Yu Ke felt that she was laughing at him, and blushed: "Yu Ke is definitely not telling lies!"

"Child..." Murong Yan put Xi'er, who was dressed like a rice dumpling, into Bai Feng's arms. This time, the child finally stopped making trouble: "Say goodbye to daddy, Xi'er."

"Dad...Dad."

After hearing this, Murong Yan burst into tears happily: "Good boy."

"Yan'er, don't cry, your tears will freeze." Bai Feng held the teardrops with her fingertips to prevent them from slipping.

"By the way, you must bring this thing with you." Murong Yan hung the copper bell that she always carried with her on the hilt of the Longming Sword. As long as there was the slightest movement, the copper bell would keep ringing.

"I can hear this sound." Murong Yan said, "As long as the sound doesn't stop, I will feel relieved."

Bai Feng understood this forbearing concern, and the implication was that if the voice stopped, Murong Yan would do everything possible to go up the mountain to find her.

"Yan'er, take care."

"I will always be here praying for you."

He turned around and walked towards the mountains.

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