The malt sugar in the mouth of the fat man beside him creaked and creaked. The afterglow of the sunset fell on the ground. The wind was as soft as feathers, without the stern and coldness of the usual days. Ai Hui didn't know if he would remember this day in the future.

"Did you decide?" the fat man asked vaguely.

"It's decided." Ai Hui replied very surely. He had already made a decision and there was nothing worth hesitating about.

The fat man seemed to be sighing, and also seemed to be envious: "Don't be compared by those little kids, that would make me feel embarrassed. I don't understand, what's the best for fighting and killing? With this money, it's enough for us to go back and live well for half our lives! How many people have entered the wilderness with us? Two thousand! Only two of us survive! This is the money to buy life, do you understand! I'm dead, my family can still get the money, you're going to die..."

"So I have to be alive." Ai Hui interrupted and became more and more excited. The fat man who stood up directly, his unruly face was indescribable at this moment.

The opportunity to enter the Five Elements Heaven is hard-won. His qualifications are not outstanding enough and he was not qualified to enter the Five Elements Heaven, but his performance over the past three years is very excellent. His calmness in a complex and tense environment, as well as his courage and fighting spirit at critical moments, are all impressive.

When he asked for a request to get a place to enter the Five Elements Heaven, the above finally agreed after considering it.

There are only two hard workers, and only two survived. Even if it is mostly lucky, it is enough to explain many problems.

The fat man sat down dejectedly, and he was so familiar with Ai Hui's stubbornness. After thinking about it, he became excited again and said sincerely: "Remember to write my name in the pension column. It's better to be cheaper than others."

Ai Hui didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he pulled a green grass and put it in his mouth, lay down comfortably with his head. In the past three years in the wilderness, his nerves were very tense every day, blood, life and death, and fighting. It was a cold world mixed with scarlet red.

He didn't know how these three years came about, nor did he want to recall them, it was not a beautiful memory.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on her body, warm and comfortable, Ai Hui's brows unvoluntarily relaxed, and the coldness on her face relaxed little by little, calm and peaceful.

So comfortable!

The warm body gradually relaxed, and Ai Hui's thoughts became distracted, just like the mist that had lost its restraint, spreading silently.

The warm sunshine, the slightly drunk wind, a little strange and familiar feeling awakens those strange and familiar memories deep in my mind.

Three years ago, the sunshine and wind in the Sword Cultivation Temple were like this.

The sun did not rise and breathed the cold air. He began to clean the temple transformed from the used warehouse. He wiped the floor three times to warm up. After wiping the floor, he started to make wooden racks. The wood was usually picked up by him from nearby streets. The lengths and thicknesses vary, so naturally the shape of the racks could not be so much.

After setting up a wooden rack, he began to sort out the sword secrets that his boss had recently received.

These secrets are priced at 100 to 20 kilograms, paper books are cheaper, iron coupons and gold shells are more expensive, and jade slips are the least valuable. The workload is not small, but no one urges you, and Ai Hui never rushes. He will review it and comment.

Occasionally, he would fantasize about how glorious he would be in the era of cultivation, and he would be weak even if he sold the sword scriptures.

After sorting out the secret book of the sword script, he will start to sort out the flying sword.

The sun had risen at this time, warm, just like now. A light smile appeared on the corner of Ai Hui's mouth.

Although the spiritual power of the flying sword is lost and dull, it is just a pile of scrap copper and iron. However, in the sun, Ai Hui is often attracted by their ancient beauty.

The flying sword represents the pinnacle of the world of cultivation and is the most favored thing of all generations of weapon refining masters. It has all kinds of strange things, and some shapes are even impossible to associate with the flying sword.

He won't touch it because it's too rust. If it breaks, the boss will scold him again.

Without wages, three meals are enough to make you feel full. For a wandering child who was wandering before he was ten years old, it was as beautiful as the sunshine at this time, and he could not find a better praise.

The boss is a good person, but his ability to do business is a bit bad.

Will qualified businessmen run a sword cultivation temple?

Ai Hui stayed in the temple for three years and came to the temple to visit and walk around, with no more than ten people. Seeing the signboard of the sword cultivating temple hanging at the door, ninety-ninety years turned around and left.

Where can I find sword cultivators now?

In the sword cultivation field, there is nothing except for countless secret books, sword scriptures, swords and flying swords. For these things, the boss traveled all over the waste markets everywhere, and even went to other places to do business, he would bring back a batch.

It can be said that the boss's fanaticism about sword cultivators is simply unreasonable, and the shipping costs are much more expensive than their costs.

Of course, occasionally, Ai Hui felt that with his boss's pitiful financial resources, he seemed to be able to play with such cheap hobbies as sword cultivators.

Ai Hui advised the boss that it would be better to change it to a bodybuilding or something. Anyway, it would be much more promising than a sword cultivator. The boss was furious and scolded him so much that he was so angry. Ai Hui understood that the boss's talent in doing business was really lacking.

Ai Hui, who was guarding the empty temple, simply thought about the secrets of the sword scriptures that cost 100% and 20 kilograms by himself. He did not practice sword cultivator and was blessed with his persistence in training. Fighting was much more powerful. He recruited three or two kids with his fists.

The boss was poor in his ability, failed in business and was unable to repay his debts, so he committed suicide. Ai Hui was very sad. The boss was a good person, but not strong.

It is natural to repay debts and the temple should belong to others. On the last day, the debt collector comes to collect the temple, and Ai Hui said this to him.

But when he saw the crude bookshelf he had made was pushed to the ground, the sword scriptures were in a mess, and half of them were dragged back from a faraway city. When he saw the sword rack that he had to wipe several times every day was trampled into pieces by the debt collector, the boss said that it was a treasure he had plundered from a sword master's cave. The flying sword on the sword rack was once stained with blood, shocking the heroes. When he saw the nine-tone sword wind chime hanging under the eaves was torn to pieces, the boss said that it was the heavy weapon of the Jiuyin Sword Gate, which was once famous at that time. Nine swords came out and the sky sound broke through the void.

He couldn't help but pounce on him like a wounded wolf on the verge of despair.

It's just a struggle, well, it's just a struggle to die.

Ai Hui didn't know the boss' name, so he found a wooden board and wrote the word "Boss" as a spiritual tablet, and made a thin branch to make incense. He burned all the sword scriptures that could be burned to the boss. After kowtow, he wished God blessed the boss to realize his sword dream in heaven.

With wounds all over his body, he stared at the messy temple all over the ground for a long time. He turned and left. Walking through the sunlight, the mottled light and shadow fell down the roof of the street, he stepped mechanically, and walked forward subconsciously, not knowing where to go.

Even in the past year, the feeling of being at a loss and loneliness was still so clear. He remembered that he felt a little cold at that time, wrapped his white clothes tightly and put his hands in his pockets. The sunshine that day was different from the sunshine today, and it was bitingly cold.

As he walked, it took a long time until the strong sense of hunger awakened him from his hunch. He was hungry and cold, and saw the announcement of the Five Elements Heaven recruiting the wilderness and hard worker.

He had nowhere to go and had no way to go.

Fortunately, I survived.

...

Ai Hui took back his thoughts and found that his body was slightly tense. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Such a wonderful time was destroyed by something not so beautiful.

He let out a long breath and tried to relax his tight muscles.

For three years, he survived in the wilderness. Only two of their team survived with two thousand people, one was him and the other was Qian Dai. Oh, the fat man's name was Qian Dai.

The hardworking family who dies will receive a pension, and the living can receive a large amount of money. The Five Elements Heaven is never stingy in this regard.

The fat man was about to go home. His family was full of orphans and widows. He was under greater pressure than himself.

"Okay, I know you are a turtle and you are determined to eat weights. You are a bad temper and have many problems. You never listen to others' advice. You are old and have such a good character. How can you get married in the future? Save some money..." The fat man was still talking nonsense, not sure if he was about to part.

Ai Hui felt impatient and long-winded in daily life, but when he heard the fat man talk about money, his forehead immediately ached a little. As soon as this guy got the word "money", he would feel like he was injected with chicken blood.

Sure enough, seeing the blue veins on the fat man’s neck began to be beating, Ai Hui made a quick decision and immediately threw out a cloth bag: "For you!"

The fat man looked at Ai Hui in confusion, but he took it faster and flexibly with the inconsistent body. As soon as he bought the cloth bag, the fat man's little eyes immediately widened.

The fingers that were as thick as carrots were pulled, and the bag was unbuttoned in an instant. The fat man took a look and was so excited that his body was trembling with fat.

Ai Hui turned his face away with disgust. The fat man couldn't see Qian's face.

"Bang!" The fat man rushed over, held Ai Hui's hands, his face full of emotion, and tears were circling in his eyes.

Seeing the fat man's appearance, Ai Hui was also moved. He felt that he still thought about the fat man too indifferently. The two fought side by side for so long, and this friendship was sincere and deep. He was not used to such a scene and wanted to shout out, but when he thought of separation, he tried hard to restrain himself and slowed down his voice, and said a little awkwardly: "Anyway, I am alone, and I don't have much money. You go back to the old land, have more people in your family, and have more money than me..."

"Good brother! What a good brother!" The fat man choked and shook Ai Hui's hands desperately, and tears filled his eyes: "The Five Elements Heavenly Packages of Food and Lounge, you can't use the remaining half, so why don't you give it to me together?"

He was actually lucky enough to be with this guy. He was so naive. Ai Hui suddenly held his hands back and exerted his force gently. The fat man was like a light fat cloud, flying out more than ten feet, hitting the ground and splashing a mouthful of malt sugar.

"roll!"

It feels so good that I can finally express my feelings directly.

Ai Huiyun patted his hands lightly and touched the wallet in his arms. The fat man's hands and feet were very fast and he could not be defended.

The fat man got up from the ground in a dirt.

The whistle of gathering in the camp in the distance sounded, and the two of them fell silent at the same time.

The time for separation is here, this is the last gathering. Ai Hui is about to go to the Five Elements Heaven, and the fat man is going to return to the old soil. The orange sunset that is about to fall to the ground drags their shadows very long.

"Ai Hui, survive!"
Chapter completed!