The boy held his mother's hand and screamed heartbreakingly.
For the first time in his life, he felt the pain and knew how cruel and helpless the world was.
That night, he seemed to have completed the journey that children of the same age had to take in ten years, and faced the wind, frost, snow and sword of life prematurely.
Beautiful fireworks lit up this cozy little mountain village. Every household at the foot of the mountain was bustling with activity. The family gathered around the stone bench at the door and ate mooncakes while watching the moon. The sweet smell of warm osmanthus tea was emitting.
On the mountain, the boy stared desperately at the distant and inexplicable planet with eyes blurred by tears, lying on his mother's gradually cooling body.
"It's you!" Nangong Yi woke up from his memories and screamed.
It turned out that when he was talking to Feng Yu just now, he saw the man who had just been beaten down by Feng Yu slowly come up. However, he was holding a person behind him. The person's face could not be seen clearly, but the person above him
The green number one on his head was particularly profound for him, and it directly pulled him into that painful sea of memories.
After saying this, Nangong Yi flew out and directly kicked the fishing man's shriveled body into pieces, revealing the face of the mysterious man behind him.
This mysterious man was wrapped in torn black strips of cloth, his thick and messy head was dripping with drops of water, and his bronze face was covered with a long scar, as if there was a # on it.
The ## lizard looked at the world curiously.
"Beast!" Nangong Yi once again scolded the Miao man using his mother's words, and then flew out with a palm. He couldn't stand such a thing happening, although he didn't know why such a coincidence happened.
"Huh!" Miao Ren gasped heavily, then his whole body shook, and he received Nangong Yi's kick again. At this time, he was already staggering and retreating.
Immediately afterwards, Nangong Yi jumped up, stepped on Miao Ren's stomach with two feet, and then hit him hard in the face with a flying kick. Nangong Yi thought that he could be hit now.
The injured side of Miao Ren's face immediately bounced back, and his two fists returned to Nangong Yi's feet. Nangong Yi had to return to the ground. The two of them just stood there. It was as if time had stood still. This duel seemed to
Came fifteen years late.
"Yah!" Nangong Yi yelled, pushing back his palms to launch an attack. This move is a relatively dangerous move. If an opponent is familiar with martial arts, he will use the shrinking technique, and then use his strength to counterattack his shoulders, thus averting danger. However,
, Nangong Yi already knew that the so-called opponent in front of him was no longer a normal person. His face was like a black and white evil spirit, hollow and heartless. Therefore, he did not have that kind of IQ.
Sure enough, the Miao people could only block it with their hands, but they were pushed back tightly against a tree. Suddenly, the needles on the tree fell off one after another and fell steadily to the ground.
"Oops! Suddenly, a petite girl's voice came from the grass not far away. Nangong Yi looked along the sound and saw a twenty-year-old girl sticking her head out, wearing a soft Hanfu.
, carrying a basket with some colorful fruits on it. It looked like it had traveled from ancient times.
"Hmm!" The Miao people started to attack. For him, no, it should be for it, heat is the source of his sensitivity. It rushed towards Nangong Yi. Nangong Yi had to retract his gaze and focus on the girl.
eyes, began to deal with the Miao people.
"Hiss!" Miao Ren's claw hit Nangong Yi's arm, tearing his sleeve to pieces and leaving a bloody scratch on his arm. The bright red blood immediately flowed from the gap in the skin.
Got out of it.
"Uh-huh!" Nangong Yi originally wanted to kill the monster slowly, but if it insisted on dying, he would still agree. In addition, the girl just made him very confused. So, Nangong Yi
He turned around and pulled out the spring blade he carried with him from his waist. This kind of blade was a full meter long when unfolded, but only ten centimeters when locked.
"Bang Dong..." The knife cut off the head. In the instant of the knife's shadow, Nangong Yi retracted the blade. The sinful head had already rolled into the grass. The artery on Miao Ren's neck also sprayed.
A black liquid like ink, full of fishy smell, poured out at Nangong Yi's feet and stopped moving.
Looking at the walking corpse in front of him, Nangong Yi's eyes suddenly became wet for some reason. His eyes blurred for a while, and then he clearly felt two lines of cold tears streaking down his cheeks.
After disposing of the Miao people's bodies, Nangong Yi washed the green headband, took out another one he carried with him, looked at it, and put it into his pocket. He looked at the sun in the distance,
Smiling slightly, he remembered the girl just now.
However, after looking around, I still couldn't find the girl. Just like a beautiful white rabbit, it came out of the grass and looked at you, and then disappeared into the grass in an instant.
…
At this time, the other side seemed to have encountered some problems.
Yu Ze led the second young master of the Tang family and Feng Yu up the path until they stopped in front of a huge bamboo forest. As soon as Yu Ze stopped, the second young master of the Tang family behind him bumped into it.
"Oops, you bumped into someone! It hurts so much."
The second young master of the Tang family once again gently rubbed his chest under Feng Yu's surprise and contempt. Although it was clearly a flat ground, he acted as if he had really touched it.
"I'll do it!" After saying this, Feng Yu impatiently passed the second young master of the Tang family and Yu Ze, and was about to step into the bamboo forest.
"Wait!" Yu Ze grabbed him. The level of nervousness made Feng Yu know that he might be in danger.
"Look at this." Yu Ze said, took out a small white mouse from his pocket and put it on the ground. After a while, the small white mouse got into the cool bamboo forest, and its delicate little feet stepped on the fine withered leaves.
Climbing hard on the rotting leaves.
After a while, the little white mouse stopped moving, and then jumped up violently, rolling its body continuously, turning the leaves on the ground gray. Then it lay there stiffly, dead. Black blood flowed from the corner of its mouth.
"You see, it's poisonous here." Yu Ze uprooted the weeds next to them. The roots of the weeds were outside the forest, so they were green, and the tops extended into the forest and turned into dead gray-black.
Looking a little further, the forest has clear boundaries. Except for the green bamboo leaves that get the sun on the top, everything else inside is gray. It's like there has never been any color here, it's just a landscape.
A black and white world abandoned by time.
Yu Ze knew in his heart that he knew it before coming here. Some things still need to be done by himself. Facing such a bamboo forest, Yu Ze relied on his special body to be able to avoid this poison from affecting him, but other people could.
It's hard to say.
"Here you go!" At this moment, the second young master of the Tang family thought for a while, then took out a bead from his sleeve and said, "Eat it and you can pass."
"What about you?" Feng Yu swallowed the beads in the hands of the second young master of the Tang family without thinking. Then he remembered what the second young master of the Tang family should do.
"You follow Yu Ze first, I'll find you later, remember the phone number." The second young master of the Tang family suddenly seemed to be a different person again, his tone was just like when he was talking about the reason why he came to Miao territory yesterday.
The way it looks is very thought-provoking.
Although he didn't know why he was like this, Feng Yu continued to walk forward with Yu Ze. Occasionally, when he looked back, he saw the satisfied but surprised expression of the second young master of the Tang family.
It wasn't until Yu Ze and Feng Yu turned around a large bay one after another and disappeared from sight that the second young master of the Tang family jumped up and ran in the other direction.
Feng Yu would not wait until, just a minute ago, yes, it was a minute. The second young master of the Tang family saw a person, and it was this person who made his words regain a long-lost tone.
"Wan'er!" When the second young master of the Tang family chased him out, he was reciting these two words silently in his heart. And this name has been deeply engraved in his heart. It was a year that he might never see it again in his life.
A day that can never come back.
There is a sentence that has always been engraved in the heart of the second young master of the Tang family. It was the most tender words Wan'er ever said in her ears.
"If I have long hair that reaches my waist, would you marry me?" Wan'er is delicate and light, with warmth like water.
The second young master of the Tang family walked through the dense thatch jungle, looking for the white handkerchief and chased it to the river. The second young master of the Tang family had no time to think about other things, and his mind was full of catching up with the girl.
.Long hair reaches waist, long hair reaches waist, that girl has such long hair.
Arriving on the white longboard on the pier by the river, the second young master of the Tang family saw the girl sitting there quietly, with the cool breeze blowing from the river teasing her long hair and flying freely in the air. The little girl
The basket was put aside. She was biting the fruit and wiping her sweat with a handkerchief. At this moment, she was smiling stupidly at the second young master of the Tang family. He would never forget this smile in his life.
Lhasa, the capital of Tibet. Many people want to go to Tibet, no matter how far it goes, no matter how far it goes. Tibet has a unique and mysterious religious culture, as well as confusing and exotic scenery. But the second young master of the Tang family was not because of these.
, he is wandering.
Before that, he had been waiting for someone, that was the person in the dream. If he had to describe it, he couldn't describe it himself, but he knew that if she appeared in front of him now, he would definitely be able to feel it.
.
Later, he traveled to Tibet lightly, walking along National Highway 308. Occasionally he would meet an enthusiastic driver and take a ride. He liked this wandering life, and he wanted to find a kind of freedom in this process.
The feeling. And at that time, in order to break through the limits of one's own martial arts, such walking practice was also needed.