The breeze slowly passes through the green forest. No one knows where it comes from and where it will disappear. Just like the brief intersection between a person and a group of people, you have no way of understanding his past, nor do you know that he will pass away.
Wherever there are, there are only traces that seem to be there, indicating everything that has happened.
Teng Xiaoyun is lying there quietly. If you don't look carefully, it will look like a sleeping person taking a nap here. Only the pale face makes people understand the fact that life has dissipated.
One day and two nights passed in the blink of an eye. Zuo Feng seemed to be tireless, always maintaining the same posture and kneeling beside Teng Xiaoyun, his eyes staring blankly, and two lines of blood under the corners of his eyes proved that he had cried bloody tears.
At this moment, he was like a wood carving and clay sculpture, as if he had lost the body of his soul, and even his own life seemed as if it might pass away at any time. Zuo Feng was undoubtedly defenseless in his current state. If a wild beast appeared at this moment, even the weakest one
One type can also easily kill Zuo Feng.
But the strange thing is that no wild beast appears here, and there is not even a single roar of beasts nearby. This situation seems very strange, but Zuo Feng doesn't pay attention to everything around him now. He has changed from the initial sadness and
I hated it, and then gradually fell into confusion, and now I feel completely empty physically and mentally, as numb as a walking zombie.
Zuo Feng's dazed state continued until he felt a burst of itching on his arm. His dull eyes finally turned downward slightly with great effort, and what came into view was a tiny beetle.
This beetle is very small, almost smaller than Zuo Feng's little fingernail. The little beetle is currently crawling downwards with difficulty in the hair of Zuo Feng's arm. Those tiny hairs are, for this beetle,
It seemed like there were many obstacles, but it still moved forward hard, occasionally stopping on its arms to absorb the dew on Zuofeng's arms.
Just like that, Zuo Feng stared at the little beetle with dull eyes. It didn't stop completely until it climbed to the back of Zuo Feng's hand that was pressing on the ground with all his efforts. At this moment, Zuo Feng's mind was blank as he stared at this tiny beetle.
A creature, he pressed his palms against the grass on the ground, and weeds were scattered through the gaps between his fingers and scattered around the edges of his palms.
The little beetle seemed to feel that the weeds in front of it were different from the places it had walked before. So it stopped on Zuo Feng's arm and wandered around, sometimes wanting to rush into the weeds, and sometimes wanting to crawl back to Zuo Feng.
After lingering like this for a while, the little beetle stopped all movements.
At this moment, its two thin and invisible front feet were lying on a blade of grass, and its back feet were propped on Zuo Feng's hand. It seemed to be watching the situation ahead, and it seemed to be trying to cheer up for itself.
Finally, the little beetle's body moved again. This time, its body no longer hesitated as before, but climbed straight onto the grass blades in front. It was obviously more difficult for it to walk among the grass blades, and it cost a lot of money.
Only with the strength needed can it climb from one blade of grass to another. Although it almost fell to the ground several times, it still persisted in walking hard on the blades of grass.
But just as it climbed from one blade of grass to another, it accidentally fell to the ground. Zuo Feng's eyes finally began to have a focus, and the little beetle finally aroused Zuo Feng's attention.
Notice.
Because not long after the little beetle stepped into the grass, it attracted the attention of a slightly larger beetle not far away. This slightly larger beetle had a pair of large pincers on the front of its head, and the large pincers were almost as big as the body of the small beetle.
size.
The little beetle also discovered the larger beetle after it landed, and a fierce battle began immediately. The situation was almost one-sided at the beginning. Although the little beetle tried hard to resist and attack, it could not hold on for long and was defeated by the huge beetle.
The insect's pincers pinched off the body. But even so, the little beetle's body divided into two halves was still scratching and clawing. This was its struggle in the last moments of its life.
Zuo Feng's eyes were deeply attracted by the battle between these two insects at this moment. This was something that had never happened to him before, and he also had doubts in his heart.
"Why don't I want to leave? Is it because I can't let go of Master? I'm afraid of death. I'm afraid that I will follow Master's footsteps. Absolutely not. What I fear is definitely not the fear of death. But what is it if it's not death?" Zuo
Feng closed his eyes slightly, and at the next moment Zuo Feng thought of the hesitant little beetle.
My eyes opened suddenly, and I understood the answer to the question in my heart. It was the unknown. I didn't know where to go in the future, and it was the fear of the unknown.
The death of Teng Xiaoyun made him fall into extreme sadness, because the loss of control of his emotions also made him feel confused, and at this time he became uncertain about his future. Especially after hearing about Teng Xiaoyun
After everything in the past, the mental pressure of being unable to escape fate also broke out at the same time, making myself deeply immersed in a fear of being unable to control the future.
This feeling of fear will make him even more confused, and the confusion will lead to the expansion of fear in his heart. Invisibly, for a day and two nights, his heart was going through a vicious cycle of negative emotions, until he was only caught in front of him.
A small beetle appears with its body pinched off.
The little beetle struggled desperately. Its body divided into two parts was still rolling. It could be said that it was a meaningless struggle. The light green blood was everywhere with the continuous struggle. Zuo Feng sighed slightly in his heart.
The hesitant look of the little beetle emerged again. It finally firmly chose to take that step bravely, but the result was the result of a death struggle before its eyes.
Zuo Feng was about to retract his gaze when his pupils suddenly shrank slightly because he saw the splash of green blood from the struggle of the little beetle attracting a small ant-like insect from around him.
After the ant-like bug discovered the green blood, it quickly began to gather its companions. In a moment, more than ten ant-like bugs gathered together. As soon as they came over, they began to snatch the body of the small beetle, and then
Fight with the beetle with its large pincers.
At this moment, Zuo Feng also understood the meaning of the little beetle's desperate struggle. At this moment, he also remembered the scene when he was running in the forest, provoking the beasts everywhere to attack the team of men in gray. He was just like this little beetle at that time.
Like a beetle, even if he cannot save his master, he will let these men in gray be buried with him. Even if he himself dies in the midst of these two powerful forces, he will never regret it.
The battle between the insects ended quickly. Although the beetle with giant pincers was slightly larger, it could not withstand the continuous attacks of so many ant-like insects and eventually died like the little beetle. Looking at the two beetles
As the corpse was dragged away by the victor, Zuo Feng seemed to have a glimmer of understanding in his heart. This understanding was different from his understanding of martial arts, but an understanding of nature.
In this world, every being is a weakling to beings that are stronger than him, but no matter how weak he is, he still has the belief to struggle and survive, even if he is inevitably destined to die in the end.
When faced with a dangerous and unpredictable future, even a small beetle will move forward bravely, let alone a warrior who practices body training. Since you cannot survive in the face of powerful existences, then work hard to make yourself stronger.
stand up.
When I am not strong enough, I can use the surrounding environment and various conditions to achieve the set goals. 'Master said that I have very good talents and unlimited potential. He believes that I can stand at the pinnacle of this continent, so will I?
Have no confidence in yourself.'
At this moment, Zuo Feng seemed to be full of strength, as if he saw himself standing at the pinnacle of the continent, with all obstacles under his feet. At this moment, Zuo Feng's state of mind underwent a huge transformation. Before, he had always embraced
With a belief in working hard to strengthen yourself and protect all your relatives and friends around you from harm.
But just now, his understanding of this nature changed his state of mind by leaps and bounds. At this time, he already had a strong heart. At this moment, he was not only working hard for his family and friends, but also for his family and friends.
It is for oneself, to survive for the sake of survival, and to be strong and strong.
Even he himself felt that his heart seemed to be more complete at this time. In addition to protection, he also had the determination to reach the top.
Looking at Teng Xiaoyun who was lying there quietly again, Zuo Feng kowtowed three times. He finally understood why Teng Xiaoyun told him his past at the last moment, instead of just telling him about the mysterious stone pier.
Explain its origin clearly.
In fact, the master has long seen that Zuo Feng only has the heart to protect his relatives and friends, but he does not have the ambition that a warrior should have. This ambition is not the ambition to dominate the world, but to strengthen his own strong heart, so that
The ambition of a strong man to finally stand at the pinnacle of a warrior.
Zuo Feng truly understood the good intentions of his master. He also had confidence in himself and was able to wake up from his grief and understand the meaning of this last conversation.
The breeze blew by, and a thin young man's long black hair fluttered behind his head. The young man looked calmly at a new grave in front of him, which was the grave of Teng Xiaoyun.
After listening to Master's story, I already knew that his original name was Tou Wu. And Tou Wu was not his real name. It could only be a code name in the organization he used to belong to, so Zuo Feng still carved it on a wooden sign.
"Master Teng Xiaoyun" five words.
Zuo Feng has been sitting here quietly for a day. At this moment, the sun is setting in the west and the sky is turning into a brilliant orange-red like fire. Zuo Feng's eyes are fixed on the wooden plaque in his hand with Teng Xiaoyun's name engraved on it.
After the previous realization, his eyes were no longer dull and scattered. At this time, there was only a deep feeling of reluctance in his eyes. The reason why he did not want to leave and stay for one more day was that he felt that the dejected look he had before was not worth mentioning.
Stay with Master.
But this day was when he was truly by Master's side. He wanted to have a final word with Master. But before, his voice had been hoarse from crying, and now he couldn't speak at all. He just murmured what he wanted to say in his heart.
Read it again.
The last ray of sunshine receded, and darkness finally came. Zuo Feng stood up slowly, took one last look at the new grave, and said a few words in his hoarse voice. The sound was as unpleasant as metal friction, and he could only vaguely