"Okay, I won't talk nonsense!" The blacksmith held the thin paper in his rough hands, looked at it carefully, and said: "If you were given a horse, a cow, a sheep, or a tiger, you would be very happy now.
I am hungry and need to kill one to satisfy my hunger. Which one will you sacrifice?"
Horse, cow, sheep, tiger?
Yi Han frowned slightly, which one would he kill?
What is this topic?
Judging from the nonchalant look on this blacksmith's face, he seems to have some skills.
Through the dim light in the inner room, Yi Han could see that the letter paper in the blacksmith's hand was densely filled with words. The blacksmith's educational level did not seem to be high. He would glance at the letter from time to time, and then squint and mutter a word or two.
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"Which one are you going to kill? Can you tell me quickly, young man!" the blacksmith put down the letter and looked at Yi Han.
"Kill the tiger first!" Yi Han said thoughtfully for a while.
"Tiger?" The blacksmith was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "Boy Yi, a tiger is not easy to kill. If you want to eat it, it might bite you back!"
"Kill if it's not easy to kill!" Yi Han said lightly.
"Can you tell me why?" The blacksmith was surprised.
Yi Han shook his head and said, "Because the tiger represents dignity!"
"dignity?"
"Yes!" Yi Han smiled slightly. He took a few steps slowly and said, "Senior, I understand that the horse means family, the cow represents one's own cultivation and strength. The sheep represents emotions, and
Tiger means dignity! If you look closely, the meaning of this question from the senior is actually very simple: if you encounter an unsolvable difficulty, will you put down your family? Love? Cultivation? Or dignity? To solve this difficulty! To be honest
, the most valuable thing to me is my dignity!"
When the blacksmith heard this, he was stunned for a while. After savoring it carefully, he clapped his hands repeatedly, smiled and said with bright eyes: "That's right! That's right! Boy, you gave the same answer as my elder brother. In this case, dignity
It really doesn’t matter! He also chose to kill the tiger! If you lose your dignity, you can get it back through cultivation, but if family and love are gone, it will be extremely difficult to get them back!"
The blacksmith's appreciation made Yi Han couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said: "Junior is lucky! I wonder if senior has any questions?"
I'm afraid this is a hidden mission, be patient and take a look. Yi Han thought to himself.
"The next question is about my eldest brother's profession. I will test you again. Don't let me down! If you fail, as punishment, you must drink the bowl of wine on the table by the door!" The blacksmith
He pointed to a rotten square table at the door.
Wine? Yi Han turned his head and saw that there was indeed a wine jar on the table at the doorway from the inner room to the outer room.
"Why?" Yi Han asked strangely.
"There is no reason. We will wait until you fail. Come on, listen to my next question!" The blacksmith picked up the letter in his hand again, looked at it with a serious look, and said: "If you are in front of me,
There are three people, a woman, an old man, and a child. These three people want to kill you, and you have a bottle of poison in your hand. Who are you going to kill?"
"Huh?" This question is embarrassing for Yi Han. Woman? Elderly? Child? In the world of assassins, these are innocent people who are not allowed to be killed indiscriminately. Of course, the premise is that such people have not violated the interests of the assassins. Otherwise, they can be let go.
, don’t think that assassins are cold machines, after all, they are also human beings.
However, what kind of problems are these? They belong to horses, cows, old people and children.
"Do you have an answer?" The blacksmith put the hand holding the letter around his back, put his hands behind his back, and asked Yi Han.
"Is there no other solution?" Yi Han asked tentatively.
"No, you can only choose who to kill or commit suicide!"
Yi Han was silent for a while and said: "Kill them all!"
"Huh?" The blacksmith was surprised and looked at Yi Han in disbelief. He probably never thought that the polite and friendly person in front of him could be so cruel?
After a while, he picked up the letter and looked at it, then looked at Yi Han calmly and said, "Boy Yi, tell me your answer!"
"My answer is very simple, just two words: responsibility!"
"Killing women, children, and the elderly is a man's responsibility. Is this what you should do? What exactly do you think?" the old blacksmith frowned and said with dissatisfaction.
"Judging from the previous question, you should know that this is not my original intention!" Yi Han shook his head and said: "I, Yi Han, ask myself that I am not a good person, but I will never kill the elderly casually.
Children and women, but since they want to kill me, they pose a threat to me. In my eyes, their nature has changed. I kill them not for myself, but for my responsibility.
!Because, I can’t die!”
"What? Your life is life, but their life is not life?" the old man said angrily.
"People in the world cannot help themselves. Indeed, everyone's life is human life, but human life does not depend on mercy. You should know that if I die, who will take care of my family and my lover? They
Who can they rely on when they are bullied? Who can protect them when they are persecuted? If I don’t kill them today, then they will definitely kill me tomorrow, and my people will also suffer tragic consequences because of me. When the time comes, I will indirectly
He killed them, so I, Yi Han, would rather give up my character, my dignity! Give up my conscience! Just to keep them!"
Yi Han breathed out and sighed in his heart. He may be just a young assassin who has just started, but his heart is different. He knows too much about the helplessness of assassins, so in this life, he would rather be a free wild assassin.
, and I don’t want to enter the Shadow Killing Sect again.
Or to find her
The cold expression appeared in Yi Han's mind again, and the beautiful face under the lightly lifted veil. The silk was like ink, the eyes were like autumn, and every word seemed to be ruthless but there was emotion.
The soft whispering sound was as thin as a bell, as if singing softly in a sweetheart's ear.
As white as snow, with the cold moon shining down, the bright eyes shining on every inch of the skin seem to be spreading before your eyes.
Every bit of the previous life was vivid and unforgettable. Under the bloody night sky, she gently landed on a branch, took off her veil, and looked at him with a smile.
She gently raised her hand and threw away the bloody dagger that was so precious to the assassin. Only at this moment could she safely throw away the dagger that disgusted her so much.
"A senior from the Shadow Killing Sect once said that once an assassin falls in love, death is not far away."
"Don't think that we are free just because we are so-called players. After all, we only have one world left."
"I've never heard of it, give me an example! For example"
"You? Yi Han?? Haha, tell me who you are interested in?"
Her eyes sparkled slightly. She seemed to be thinking of the past. She was also alone. Who could she confide the pain in her heart to?
There are countless prosperous things, and I can’t see where my love will go. Thousands of threads, hundreds of twists and turns, it’s hard to let go of love, hard to stay in the heart. Flowers facing the moonlight night turn into sand between fingers in the blink of an eye. It’s better to forget each other in life after life.
When we go back, we can see the faint green mountains, the distant water, and the horizon.
In front of the beautiful woman's eyes, the bright moon with green hair is looming.
Yi Han couldn't help it, he gently held the catkins with his hand and curled his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
"Boy Yi!!" A roaring voice suddenly sounded in Yi Han's ears.
Yi Han's whole body trembled and he was frightened.
I felt something strange in my hand, and then I came back to my senses. I saw that my big hand was grasping the calloused old hand of the blacksmith, and I kept rubbing it. The hair on the blacksmith's body had already stood up, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Full of overwhelming nausea.
Oops! Yi Han felt helpless in his heart, how could he have made such a mistake?
Although he was panicking, his expression remained calm and he looked at the blacksmith's veteran hand carefully.
"Senior is indeed a master of blacksmithing. It would have been impossible to get these calluses on your hands without thirty years of hard work. I admire you, I admire you, senior. Don't get me wrong. I really want to see the calluses on your hands." Yi Han's expression
Without changing, he let go of his hand and took half a step back, cupping his fists and saying.
Although he was sweating profusely and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, the blacksmith's eyes were getting weirder and weirder.