NovelPantry Chapter 154 The Sad Man in the Sad Story
Chapter 154 The Sad Man in the Sad Story
Chapter 154 The Sad Man in the Sad Story
The eyes are open, the color is bright red, as if blood is about to spill, one hand is clenched, then loosened, loosened and clenched again.
He seemed to want to hold this bastard troubled world in his hands, and then crush it, but unfortunately, he was powerless!
Powerlessness fills your heart. No matter what you do, you are unable to refute, resist, or destroy. You can only adapt slowly as time goes by!
Until it is cold, as cold as a corpse, and the walking dead live to the end of their lives.
"Lift his body up!"
Gucheng waved his hand, and said to Xinyue sitting on his shoulder.
There were already dozens of injured people, and he asked them to rest aside for those with minor injuries.
As for those who were seriously injured, he needed to personally cast spells on the spot for treatment, and Xinyue, who had just caught up, had already become a helper before she could complain.
"Ok!"
Xinyue said feebly. After finally catching up with this ruthless man, he was ready to roar. Now he has to work again?
It's so hard that I can't tell!
However, it cannot but help.
These years with Gucheng, under the influence of his ears and eyes, he has also learned this set of principles of human relations, good and evil in human affairs.
Looking at the injured people in front of it, it felt that if he didn't help, Gucheng would not take care of it.
In its own heart, it is already very sorry, and then it will not become the first artifact in history to die because of regret and repentance.
Thinking wildly in his mind, a pair of small claws danced wildly, the stars were shining brightly, and Mi Mi scattered downward, only to see the body that was lying on the ground just floating up slowly.
As the body floated up, the silver light in Gu Cheng's hand flickered, one after another silver needles flashed, drawing slender marks, covering his whole body densely in a short while.
"Heart sword, heart to heart!"
Seeing that the silver needle was in place, Gucheng pointed behind him, and the black and white sword on his back immediately began to vibrate, and the chanting could not be heard.
Gucheng's hands and ten, the thoughts are passed on from generation to generation, guiding the injured.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
The inner source circulates, and the silver needles visible to the naked eye, which were still shining with silver light just now, immediately begin to turn into pitch black.
The pitch-black poisonous blood spread, flowed out along the tail of the needle, and fell to the ground.
Make a ticking sound.
Quan and responsibility watched quietly, watching the fire rising in the open space in front of them. Now that the blood is filled with darkness, it has long been a luxury to want to be buried in the ground, so it has been explained long before Gucheng started to dispatch tasks.
Let them collect the corpses and cremate them collectively.
It is a bit ironic to say that the scourge of war, which is full of gunpowder, will eventually be attributed to the flames, but it is a pity that this has become the best ending in this troubled world.
A home that you have to choose.
Seeing the billowing heat wave coming in front of him, and the crackling sound that could not be heard, Quan Bing couldn't help but shed tears again.
He stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to rush into the flames and rescue his old father, who was not too old at that age, but as soon as he moved, he was caught by someone behind him.
Quan and responsibility looked back, but it was Ah Yi who had no expression on his face.
"calm!"
Patting Quan and Responsibility on the shoulder, Ah Yi said lightly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, feeling like he was outside.
Looking at the current A Yi, Quan and Responsibility suddenly felt that he was a little strange, surprisingly strange, not like the A Yi who was inseparable from him.
Suddenly, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, as if he remembered something.
It turned out that Ah Yi was not from their place, he escaped here two years ago.After that, he was always silent about his past, not saying a word, not saying anything.
At first, everyone was still suspicious of his purpose, but seeing that he was always alone, as time passed, everyone slowly let go of him.
Even a year later, he got married to a girl in the village. After that, no one doubted him.
However, thinking about it now, no one knew about his past.
where is he from!
Why did he come!
What about his past relatives?
etc.
Everything seemed to be a mystery, until I saw Ah Yi now, and saw the deep shadow in Ah Yi's eyes!
Or despair!
He seemed to understand something.
The involuntary power and responsibility stopped the tears, looked at Ah Yi, and said softly: "I'm fine, don't worry!"
"Let's go over there and sit down!"
As he spoke, he pulled Ayi's arm and pointed to the distance, wanting to leave this sad place.
Squatting under the tree, watching the flames burning in the sky, Quan Zhe touched his pocket, and found that the dry tobacco he had been thinking about was still in his pocket, so he squeezed it.
Stretching his hand into his pocket and feeling it out, his stiff right hand took out flint from the left pocket.
Click, click!
There were two soft beeps, and a faint spark was seen igniting from the dry smoke, and Quan Zhu hurriedly put the flint into his pocket.
Hold the dry tobacco in one hand and take a deep breath.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
With a slight puff, his mouth full of fireworks pushed down his slightly red and swollen eye circles.
call!
Exhaling forcefully, exhaling the waste gas from his mouth, Quan Zhe looked at the flame in a daze.
There was his father, his father who raised him by hand.
He lost his mother when he was young. If it weren't for his father's perseverance, he might have lost his mother at a very young age.
He didn't dare to think about it anymore. When he was alive, he only remembered his rough actions and the curses he cursed all day long.
But only when you lose it will you understand
Just as he was in a trance, the dry smoke slid down his lips and was about to fall to the ground.
He suddenly felt a strong force coming from him, and he felt a light touch on his mouth.
With a puzzled look on his face, he turned his head and saw the dry tobacco that was still in his mouth just now, but at some point, it had already arrived in Ah Yi's mouth.
At this time, he was waving his hands, signaling to bring the flint.
Didn't he never smoke?
Doubt flashed across, but looking at his somewhat stiff face, power and responsibility suppressed the doubt.
Trembling, he reached into his pocket and took out the two flints. Even when he handed them out, his hands were still trembling.
It's really Ah Yi's gloomy expression that makes him a little scared!
Click! Click!
Two soft crisp sounds sounded, and the thin flame reappeared, and the flame seemed to be trembling along with his heart.
Flicker! Flicker!
Visible!
Amidst the smog, Quan and Responsibility looked at the somewhat unfamiliar face, murmured with his lips, clenched his fists, and said, "Yes, can you tell me about your past?"
"A Yi!"
After asking the question, Quan Zhi took a deep breath and let it out again, repeating it several times, the pressure was really too great.
After touching the back, it was already wet, it was soaked in sweat.
The answer he wanted had no result for a long time, only deep tranquility.
Hurrah~~~~
There was only the gentle breeze blowing beside me and the rustle of falling leaves.
Bored, he raised his head again and looked into the distance, where the flames were still burning, as if to wash away the sins.
But he is not guilty!
Quan Zhu murmured in his heart, feeling guilty for the thoughts he had drifted just now, and simply stopped looking at them.
Avert your eyes and prepare to see the process of saving people.
At this moment, Ah Yi, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke out, which startled him.
"My past?"
Quan Zhe turned his head to look, but saw A Yi muttering in a low voice, like a nightmare.
The smoke from the dry smoke was like a mist, and the smoke wrapped around his body, making him look hazy.
(End of this chapter)