Wei Tian! Pull the trigger! Let everything end in your hands!
I gave up that ridiculous and sad idea. No matter whether the old man had any feelings for me or not, it didn't matter anymore. Too many people died because of him.
"Little bastard." The old man slowly raised his head and looked at me. I kept convincing myself not to look at him, but my eyes still moved involuntarily to his face and eyes.
At this time, he seemed to be the same as the last time I saw him when I left Jiangbei. He is old. He slept today and I don't know if he will be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Little bastard...
I have heard this title since I was a child, but it has never sounded so sad. I don’t know if he was pretending to be pitiful in the face of a gun even though he was seriously injured, but he really looks old and vulnerable.
"My life is right here, take it!" The old man tried hard to stand up, but it was impossible. In the end, he gave up the idea and just sat on the ground, tearing open the clothes on his chest with trembling hands.
Clothes: "Hit this way!"
The old man really knows me too well. He definitely doesn't want to die, but to say such words and make such actions at this time, he has no way to escape and can only disintegrate my thoughts.
I have thought countless times about how to execute the old man when I really catch him. But at this moment, although my finger is holding the trigger, it seems that I have no strength to shoot out the bullet.
It was at this time that I truly understood what Ma Dad and Cao Shi said to me shortly before they died. They were very embarrassed and difficult to behave. This kind of embarrassment was so painful that I wanted to kill them.
To escape everything.
If possible, I really want to be like them, drop the gun in my hand and crash to death here. But I can't. Su Ri is lying behind me, his life or death is uncertain. All his friends are dead around him, and the monk doesn't know whether he is alive or not.
, and Ma Dad, Cao Shi... one figure after another was shaking in front of my eyes. If it weren't for the old man, would they have died?
There is also my mother and father whom I have never met, he died so miserably...
I can't let the old man live. Even though the gun in my hand is as heavy as a mountain, I have to move the mountain. If he can still live, then one day I will not be able to face those who have died.
.
My face was wet with tears, and I knelt down in front of the old man with a thud. I still held the gun, but the distracting thoughts in my heart became lighter and lighter.
End it, it's time to end it.
"Weiba! With this kneeling, I will pay you back everything I owe you!"
Bang!
I shed tears without closing my eyes, and slowly took out the small bottle with Wei Mian's eyeballs in it, and pulled the trigger. With the crisp sound of the gun and the whizzing bullets, the old man's chest suddenly seemed to bloom like a mass of monsters.
The scarlet flowers dyed the darkness above the head red.
He was shot, but he still sat upright. The bullet penetrated his chest. He seemed not to feel any pain. He looked down at the blood dripping from his chest, and then looked up at me.
Bang bang bang!
I fired all the bullets in the gun in one breath, raised my head suddenly, and the gun slipped from my hand. I seemed to feel a lot lighter all of a sudden, and also seemed to feel a lot heavier all of a sudden.
There was no sound anymore, not at all. It seemed that I was the only one left in this dark world. I couldn't tell if this was a kind of torture, but I could feel that I was no longer Wei Tian.
A few minutes later, I lowered my head. The old man was already lying on the ground. His chest was almost broken by a bullet. Only a pair of old and lone wolf-like eyes were still open.
"The Nine Gates of the Wei Family, the Eighth Master..."
It is said that this was a folk proverb that was circulated around Li Lingshan at that time. Now, it has become a last song. Wei Changkong died, and like Ma Dad, he could never return home.
The large and powerful family in the past has completely disappeared, and I am the only one left. If I was once considered a member of the Wei family.
I stared at the old man's body motionless, and the eternal life was ethereal. At this moment, I suddenly realized that the so-called immortality cannot and should not exist. It has never existed, not in the past, and not now.
There won't be any in the future. So many people have been fighting for so many years, but they have just left a nonsense story in this chaotic world.
Just a story.
I felt like I was losing strength, but I couldn't stop for a moment. I crawled to Su Ri's side, and he was still breathing. I continued crawling for a long time, and found some useful things on the corpses. I struggled to remove Su Ri.
He was dragged to a relatively hidden place, then disinfected and bandaged with medicine.
I retrieved the magazine and held Su Ri's gun next to me. I didn't look at the time. In this place, those who can survive will eventually survive. For those who can't, no matter how hard they try, it will be useless.
I can’t remember exactly how long it took. Su Ri woke up, but before he could say a word, he fell into coma again. I could no longer expect him to wake up and walk out on his own, so I carried him with a lot of clothes.
Then he carried his gun and crawled on the ground to drag him away.
I walked very slowly like this. After half an hour, I might have climbed only one or two hundred meters, but I believed that I could walk out. I just believed that I would have to crawl through these roads inch by inch. My elbows
It was worn out, but stubbornly refused to stop. After a long time, I saw light in the distance and the shadows of some people. After those people got closer and closer, I saw a person being supported by someone.
figure, his bald head looked like a lamp under the light.
I didn't even have the strength to shout, so I struggled to turn the flashlight in my hand to the brightest, and then waved it around randomly. I was quickly spotted over there, and someone came over to take a look, and then shouted to the back. I was being supported by someone.
When the monk heard that it was me, he pushed away the people around him and jumped over with one leg lame.
"Young Master Wei!" The monk rushed to my side and gave out his trademark silly smile, but I clearly saw tears welling up in his eyes in an instant.
To be honest, this is the first time I have seen a monk cry.
After the monk came over, Zhang Houhou immediately asked people to carry us. I don’t know what happened next, because my body and nerves couldn’t hold on. When I saw my own people, I fainted quickly. Before I fainted,
I haven't forgotten to ask Zhang Houhou to take people to the place where Gloomy Face died to find the Wheel Eye.
When I woke up, I was already outside and was being carried on my way. When I moved even a little bit, I felt pain all over my body.
"How's Su Ri?"
"One eye is definitely dead. The wound on the chest is not critical. The wound on the lower abdomen looks scary, as if it was disemboweled, but in fact it is not fatal. Young Master Wei, you forgot that when you were in class,
Cao Shi dragged a piece of his intestines out of the desert..."
My eyes immediately dimmed. This time, many people could not go back, and neither could Cao Shi.
The monk may have tried his best to lead people to find me. After he found me, he couldn't hold it anymore and was carried away. He talked to me on the way, but I didn't want to listen. To me, it happened
Everything here is in the past and no longer important.
I asked Zhang Hou if he had found anything, and he said that he had found the gloomy-faced body, but Lunyan did not take it with him because they were in a hurry to carry me and Su Ri out, so they did not continue to search.
"Okay, okay." I turned around and looked at Su Ri, who was still sleeping: "This is not our thing, let its owner find it."
Finally, we left Panlong Mountain and went to the nearest city for treatment. Indeed, as the monk said, Su Ri survived, and my injuries were not fatal, but it just took time to recover. But the monk’s condition was a bit serious, and I
Listen to the guys below muttering, even if it can be better, it's not completely better.
We were all lying down and couldn't get up. Only Zhang Houhou had good arms and legs. I asked him to deal with the aftermath, to find the old man's current lair and get the wheeling stone.
The old man's power was actually completely collapsed, so without much effort, Zhang Houhou and others got the set of wheeling stones that the old man had taken away before. I couldn't get up yet, so I asked him to let go temporarily.
Then I asked him to go back to Changsha and take back some of the wheel-turning stones I got when I first came to Panlong Mountain, so that I could deal with them after I recovered from my injuries.
I didn't rush back to the south, I just stayed here to recuperate, because I already had a plan in mind. I lived here for about ten days, and Lei Duo suddenly appeared in front of me.
There was still a hint of melancholy on her face, but the moment she saw me, she smiled.
People from Malkang also came quickly. They went directly to Panlong Mountain to look for the wheel eye. After searching for a long time, those people came back and picked up Su Ri. As for whether they found the wheel eye, I didn’t know.
When I asked, they didn't say that it belonged to their ancestors, so forget it if they can't find it. Even if they find it, they will enshrine it as a sacred object.
I have been living here, and apart from being pushed around in a wheelchair with the monk every day, there is almost nothing else to do. Zhang Hou felt strange and said that the conditions here are not good, why do I stay here?
Here, I told him that there was one last thing left to do.
After about four months, the injuries on my body were completely healed, and the monk was almost healed, but one of his legs would never recover as before, and he would walk with a limp. I asked Zhang Houhou to prepare some things and bring them with him.
With the people and the wheel-turning stones they had collected, they returned to Panlong Mountain.
I won’t go into details about the process in between. My men followed my instructions and transported the wheeling stone to the decisive battle site. The people who were doing the demolition prepared a sufficient amount of explosives. After that, everyone dispersed.
Zhang Hou wanted to persuade me to think again, but I was already determined to destroy this thing.
Boom...
The explosives detonated. In the explosion and the sky-high fire, the rotating stone was blown into countless powders. I stood far away, looking at the explosion of fire, and then turned to look around. People had died here, many people.
"You all died for this thing, no matter good or bad, everything will be in vain once you die." I murmured: "I will leave this thing for you to be buried with..."