Nalan Tu was lying on the wooden bed, looking at the bed beam with dull eyes. Since the moment he fled to the Dayan Mountains, he has been wandering in despair and loneliness. His once immature mind has matured in pain and suffering. This is
This painful transformation is a process that cannot be recalled. The appearance of Sister Liu was at the time when I was most helpless and helpless, and also the most desperate and miserable stage. That gentle smile I once thought was the most beautiful thing in my life.
screen.
At that time, he felt helpless and longed for some care and attachment. Nalantu thanked God for finally giving him a quiet refuge. He also silently decided to go all the way in the dead of night, following the Twenty-Eight Chou and accompanying him.
Cherishing Sister Liu.
But fate seemed to have played a joke on me again. The intoxication and passion of that night set off strange waves in my newly calm heart, and I could not calm down for a long time. The attached family love also changed after that night.
I was confused and confused, and my mood was also in a trance with anxiety.
I was afraid, afraid of losing that emotion forever, becoming unable to maintain family ties, and even more afraid of being abandoned by Twenty-Eight Chou.
Until Sister Liu smiled again, her words had a strange flavor.
Find a place, have a baby, and live your life.
This murmur in the dark night was deeply engraved in my mind. I once again thanked God and my fate for "all the hardships come and go".
However……
The surging river water, the messy corpses, and the eyes of despair and pain have become the most poignant scenes in life. They are more shocking and heartbreaking than the scenes of the tragic deaths of relatives.
The same woman, at both ends of life and death, left two images of her life, one the most beautiful and the other miserable, destined to be unforgettable.
Nalan Tu couldn't figure out what he had done wrong, and why fate had to throw him into the trough again and again, and give him tenderness again and again, but then destroy him severely at the critical moment. Four years ago, he was in beautiful clothes and jade.
Food, glory and wealth, the care of relatives, and the service of maids, I have never experienced suffering, let alone the cruelty of the world. For four years, I fled and struggled all the way, and fate mercilessly ravaged my young soul until it was dripping with blood and devastated.
Once an elegant scholar, he is now a lonely wolf.
This is a transformation of the soul, and it is also a torment. It is like throwing your self-esteem and soul into a frying pan and frying it repeatedly until it is charred and black.
At that moment, he just wanted revenge and killed as many murderers as possible.
He just wants to suffer and use physical pain to ease his inner desolation.
Nearly two years, two years of nightmare, two years of extremes, two years of confusion.
He persisted and began to welcome death.
What now?
Where am I? Who saved me?
Why was he rescued?
Could this be the beginning of another nightmare?
The better the process, the more desperate the nightmare may be.
At this moment, a cold and biting panic surged into his devastated heart. Nalantu was afraid, really afraid, afraid of all beautiful things, because the more beautiful the thing, the more painful the ending might be.
"Little brother Nalan, are you awake?" Tang Yan walked in with a smile.
Nalan Tu's heart trembled slightly, his eyes swayed and gradually returned to focus. He looked at Tang Yan absentmindedly for a long time, and then he said leisurely: "Thank you for saving me."
Even though he was full of sorrow and pain, even though he was frightened and timid, he still politely said thank you at this moment, having had good tutoring skills since he was a child. However, it may be that he was too severely traumatized, and his voice was dry and hoarse, with a touch of melancholy.
"Have you forgotten who I am?" Tang Yan sat on the edge of the bed.
"You are..." Nalan Tu did not recognize Tang Yan. It may be that the pain and confusion in his consciousness buried too many memories. Now, he is actually more like a soulless body.
"Tang Yan, we have met before. It was in a tavern. You and your companions reserved the place. I shamelessly stayed and even drank together. Do you have any impressions?"
Nalan Tu was slightly absent-minded, perhaps arousing that beautiful yet desolate memory again. After a while, he managed to show a rather dry smile: "Remember."
"It's been two years since we said goodbye. Time flies so fast. By the way, where are the other people? Why are you alone?"
Nalan Tu's expression dimmed and his voice became faint: "They all encountered accidents, but I managed to survive until now."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I...shouldn't have asked randomly."
"It's okay, thank you again for saving me."
"I had a drink with your sister Liu, and we are considered friends. Since we met, I should save you. Now, here are your guns and books. Time is short, I can only get back these few." Tang Yan broke it into pieces.
The cracked silver gun was taken out, and there were only a few fragments of the ancient scroll left.
Two years ago, Nalantu's protection of them was more important than his life, but now, it is peaceful and quiet without much fluctuation. After several lives and deaths, his emotions have fluctuated greatly, and he has been indifferent to many things. What is important and what is not important, after death,
There is the same quiet definition in my heart.
"I don't know what happened to you, but since fate has arranged for me to save you, you can rest here peacefully and live well. I can see that you and Sister Liu have a good relationship. She is dead and you are alive.
, in fact, it is equivalent to you living for her, your body carries the souls of two people, you and her."
Tang Yan really didn't want to use the shabby "language art" in this situation, but Nalan Tu's lifeless look was obviously overstimulating, which was not what he wanted.
Nalan Tu's eyes swayed slightly.
"I risked my life to save you in the Blood Cult. I didn't want you to be decadent here. I don't think your friends would want you to live like a skin. Whether it's for yourself or for
For other people's sustenance, or if you want to take revenge, you should cheer up first."
Tang Yan knew that he shouldn't say too much at this time, so he patted Nalan Tu's shoulder gently and showed a bright smile: "Hold your head high, stride forward, and look forward! This is the spirit a man should have.
!Since you want to live, you have to live wonderfully. Life is your own, you have to fight and cannot let it control you. If it tortures you once, you endure it, if it tortures you the second time, you admit it, but if you dare
The third time you come here, you have to straighten up and slap its B-face, hard!"
Nalantu was amused by this crude joke, and smiled with his chapped lips.
"Yes, keep your smile. You can be weak, but you can't be weak in front of others. You can be tired and cry, but only when no one is around. Men, sometimes you have to bear it. Okay, I won't follow you.
Stop nagging, otherwise you'll get annoyed with me later.
You should have a good rest. This is my territory, called Wagangzhai. If you want, you can treat it as your own home. We are all your new friends." Tang Yan opened his hands with a smile, took two steps back, and winked.
, turned and left.
Nalan Tu's stiff smile slowly faded away and became dull again.
"She is dead and you are alive. In fact, you are living for her."
"Your body carries two souls, you and her."
"Life is your own, you have to fight."
"Smile, keep it."
Tang Yan's words passed through his mind silently and quietly.
"How's it going? Still looking lifeless?" Outside the courtyard, Tang Hao stopped Tang Yan again.
"I may have experienced some pain, but it will gradually get better."
"You seem to care about him?"
"It's nothing. I feel quite pitiful. Help me when you should. Huh? That's not right. Why are you always following me so mysteriously? Have you thought about it?" Tang Yan showed a mischievous smile.
Tang Hao rolled his eyes: "I'm too lazy to follow you, someone is looking for you."
"Is there someone else? Who."
"The three demon lords of the monkey clan are here in person. They are in the main hall."
Tang Yan suppressed a playful smile: "Tiger Lord has passed?"
"I'm afraid they'll start fighting when they meet, so I'll notify you first and then notify it."
A quarter of an hour later, Tang Yan, the giant war tiger, and Venerable Liger successively entered the mountain where the main palace is located. As soon as they entered the palace gate, the atmosphere suddenly became tense as the giant tiger snorted coldly.
"Black Tiger, there is no need to look like that. I didn't help you back then because you were too arrogant and deserved to suffer that disaster."
"Although we are both monsters, we have no friendship in the past, so there is no need to save you."
"The grudges of the past are only for that year. Now you and I are neighbors. If we encounter any trouble again, it doesn't hurt to help."
The three Monkey Lords spoke one after another, taking the initiative to erase the barriers that had been formed invisibly over the years.
Juhu snorted again and ignored it. In fact, he didn't know how to pay attention. Before coming in, Tang Yan repeatedly emphasized to him that he must maintain restraint. Temporary tolerance is for future outbreaks.
"Why do the three venerables have time to come to my place as a guest?" Tang Yan motioned to his disciples to pour tea and leave.
"You should have heard about the Qiu Jin sect," said the leader of the Red Monkey Clan.
"I heard something."
"The prophecy of the sacrifice has come true. Hundreds of miles of mountains are burning with fire. More disasters will happen next. Judging from the experience of the Qiu Jin Sect, a huge sect will be destroyed at will without leaving any survivors. It is enough
This shows how powerful and cruel this mysterious enemy is, and our previous preparations may have been a little weak.
Some time ago, the master of Tianluo Pavilion came to visit, hoping to strengthen exchanges, that is, to formally form a temporary alliance. We have thought about it for a long time and intend to invite you to join. In this way, our three-party alliance will be equivalent to the eight great sages. If something happens
No matter what kind of crisis, we can take care of each other."
Tang Yan smiled and said: "On behalf of our Wagang Village, I would like to thank the clan leader for his kindness. In this critical moment, he is still thinking of us. I am so... thank you so much!"
"Humph! Thanks? These monkey cubs are here to ask for help from us!" The giant war tiger immediately became angry.
Tang Yan's eyes twitched, he turned his head, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and said, "I'm being polite! Lord Tiger, can you shut your mouth!"
"I..." The giant tiger curled his lips, rolled his eyes, snorted, and looked away.
The leader of the Red Monkey Clan said: "We are here today to ask for your opinion. If you agree, we will go to Tianluo Pavilion today. The master of Tianluo Pavilion has always wanted to see you, and we sat together and discussed it carefully.
Matters related to alliance.”
"Tianluo Pavilion?" Tang Yan first looked at the giant tiger and the liger.
"I'll stay and look after the house!" The giant war tiger glanced at the red monkey, stood up and left.
Tang Yan said awkwardly: "Pardon me, Patriarch, Hu Zun has eaten too much mutton recently and has gotten burnt."
"Please!" The monkeys were too lazy to pay attention and raised their hands to signal.
Tang Yan ordered Dou Niang and others: "You stay here to look after the house. Lord Liger, please accompany me."
PS: I suddenly discovered that it’s the end of the month, and there are exactly two days left. This outbreak of mice will not be updated six times a day, but will be updated two days, four updates a day.