The dark clouds were dense, a thunderbolt sounded out of nowhere, and the big raindrops had already fallen, making a crackling sound on the leaves and grass branches.
Xu Fei once again took a deep look at the place where the man in black left, and retrieved the flying knife on the tree trunk. A layer of white light floated faintly on his body, which immediately isolated the raindrops. Within a few ups and downs,
Disappear.
Behind me, heavy rain poured down.
In the courtyard, raindrops hit the bamboo forest, making a popping sound.
Above the eaves, the water flowed into streams, gradually converging into small rivers on the ground, and then curved and stretched to nowhere.
Beside, Feng Chime walked around anxiously, looking at the heavy rain outside, the anxious look on his face clearly visible.
Wang Laoba leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, looked at the wind chimes walking around, and finally couldn't help but said: "I said, little girl, you don't want to walk around here.
Went there, it was so dazzling that my eyes were dazzled."
Feng Ling turned back, glared at him angrily, and said, "Aren't I worried about him? Look, it's raining so hard outside, why doesn't he come back?"
Wang Laoba scratched his body with a depressed look on his face, "Don't worry, don't be so anxious, he will be back in a while." Seeing that Feng Ling still looked anxious, he changed the subject and said, "Yes.
Okay, little girl, when did your brother Xu Fei buy a house here, it’s pretty good.”
Feng Chime turned back and said, "Are you envious? I really like this house, and the view is great..." Then he lowered his voice and whispered softly: "What's more important is that there is him here."
Wang Laoba looked at the wind chime helplessly. With his cultivation level, how could he not hear the whispering sound of the wind chime.
Apart from the rain outside, how many people can understand.
Maybe, this is about daring to love and hate, and if you love it, say it earlier.
But, does he understand?
Feng Ling was having complicated thoughts in his mind, but suddenly, a figure appeared in the room, it was Xu Fei.
Xu Fei looked at the wind chime and said, "I'm back. You are all okay."
Wang Laoba joked: "Let me tell you, little girl, your brother Xu Fei will be back soon. Why are you still in such a hurry?"
Feng Chime's face turned red and he spat: "That's nonsense."
Wang Laoba laughed and said to Xu Fei: "How is it? Did you find anything?"
Xu Fei shook his head, sat down, frowned slightly, and said: "I don't know where that person came from, but he actually let him run away. From my point of view, this person's cultivation level is far above mine.
"
Wang Laoba pondered for a moment and then said: "But I don't know what the purpose of that person is. It is impossible to just spy on you and me. This is obviously impossible. Maybe he has some other purposes."
Xu Fei nodded slightly, looked at Feng Chime who was sitting quietly on the side, and said softly: "Girl, why don't you go and rest first, senior and I have some things to discuss."
"Yes." Feng Ling nodded slightly and said shyly: "Then... where should I sleep?"
Only then did Xu Fei remember that in his courtyard, except for his own room, there were no beds or quilts in the other rooms. He coughed dryly and covered up his embarrassment. He said: "You go to my room to sleep first.
Senior and I need to discuss something, and it will probably be very late."
Feng Ling's face turned red, as if he had remembered something. He was about to say something, but hesitated for a moment, but remained silent. He nodded, then left the room and walked towards Xu Fei's bedroom.
When he opened the door of Xu Fei's bedroom, what he saw was a simple small table, a bed leaning against the corner, and some other objects.
Feng Ling walked to the bed, sat down gently, supported his chin with his hands, his face was bright red, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
There was always a person's presence on the bed.
An intoxicating, familiar scent.
I don't know how long I sat there before Feng Ling came back to his senses, but his face turned red again. He held his face with his hands and said, "Feng Ling, Feng Ling, why do you only have that one person in your mind? I think you are really
It's hopeless. You nymphomaniac, stop thinking about it..."
Feng Chime rubbed her face vigorously, and it took a while before it returned to normal, and the redness on her face gradually receded a lot.
Just as he was about to lie down and rest, the wind chime flashed out of the corner of his eye and he saw something hanging on the wall.
She stepped forward with some curiosity, gently took the thing off, held it in her hand and observed it carefully.
It was just a bamboo joint with seven round holes on it, but the wind chime didn't know what it was. After turning it over carefully, it suddenly became apparent that there were two small characters carved on one end of the bamboo joint.
"Sincerely." The wind chime read out gently.
There was deep confusion in his eyes. Was he always a lonely person?
No matter what, I will always be with you, always.
forever.
Holding that thing deeply in your arms is like holding the one you love most, so happy.
I drifted off to sleep. There was a happy smell in the air.
In the living room, Xu Fei frowned slightly, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Wang Laoba sighed softly and said: "Boy, is it possible that you haven't seen what that girl means to you? Don't you have any feelings for her?"
Xu Fei shook his head and said: "Senior, I actually know it very well. I admit that I have some feelings for her, but..."
Wang Laoba clapped his hands and said: "That's it, then why are you hesitating? Since you like it, then go for it. What's there to hesitate about? You agree with me, that's it. You say
Yes or no?"
Xu Feifang looked at Wang Laoba dumbfounded. How could this guy look like an old gangster? However, he did not admit that he was a good person...
Xu Fei suddenly seemed frustrated, shook his head and said: "Senior, you don't understand..."
There was a hint of bitterness in his tone.
Is it true that everyone who is unwilling to have love still has an impossible soul in his heart?
Maybe.
Xu Fei's mind was in chaos at this time. He took a long breath and said, "We will talk about these things later."
Wang Laoba sighed, but didn't say anything. After all, it was a matter for young people, so it was hard for him to say anything.
Outside, it was pouring rain.
Wang Laoba suddenly interrupted the dull atmosphere between the two with a serious face, and asked Xu Fei in a solemn voice: "Xiao Fei, what do you think of what happened before?"
Xu Fei pondered for a moment and said: "Senior, no matter what, I have always been hiding my true cultivation, but now it has been exposed. I think it is better to take it one step at a time."
Wang Laoba looked deeply at Xu Fei with a sad expression: "Do you really think that?"
Xu Fei looked at Wang Lao Ba's strange expression, but he was suddenly shocked, and felt his heart beat for no reason. After calming down for a while, Xu Fei took out a jar of wine, poured it for the two of them, and handed it to Wang Lao Ba.
Xu Fei now has a huge space in his space, so Xu Fei bought a lot of wine at once, and it was very convenient to drink wine.
"Senior, you...what's wrong with you?" Xu Fei thought for a moment and asked.
Wang Laoba did not answer the question and asked, "Do you know why there are so few people practicing ancient martial arts in this world today? It can be said that there are almost none. Do you know what this is about?"
A sad atmosphere overflowed from Wang Laoba's body.
There is a strong smell of sadness in the air.
Xu Fei pondered for a moment, but he seemed to have caught something in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out for a while. He could only shake his head gently and said: "Senior, is it possible that there is some secret in this?
"
Wang Laoba laughed miserably, feeling as if he had lost his soul. He picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it all in one gulp. His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Other people who practice ancient martial arts have already been there.
Hundreds of years ago, they were all slaughtered!!!"
Bang.
Xu Fei's hands that picked up the wine bowl were unconsciously exerting force in an instant. His joints turned white, and his fists were clenched tightly. The porcelain bowl was crushed to pieces without him knowing it. But his mind kept thinking.
One sentence echoed.
"Other people who practiced ancient martial arts were slaughtered hundreds of years ago!!!"
"...Has been...slaughtered hundreds of years ago..."
Outside, under the dark night, there were bursts of thunder, electric snakes hissing, and heavy rain crashing down from the sky. In a moment, the rain became even heavier.
Is heaven and earth also weeping for it?
Whose fault is it in all of this?
Is the sound of rain outside also crying in sadness? Is it to witness the tragedy a hundred years ago, or is it because of this bleak world?
But who can tell clearly.
The right and wrong of all this,,,
After a long time, Xu Fei slowly loosened his clenched fists and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior, what... is going on?"
The roaring thunder outside could not hide the deep desolation in Xu Fei's voice.
Wang Laoba took a slow breath, tried to calm down, closed his eyes, and calmed down his mood.
Xu Fei sat quietly next to him, silent and motionless, just like a stone statue, with a dull expression and a pale face.
****
Many years later, you live in a new world again, and then you find that everything is not everything you are familiar with.
Those things you know and are familiar with can only remain deeply in your memory.
Then, you try to integrate into that world.
Gradually, you will have this beautiful memory, which is always hidden in your mind.
It was my own past, a world of the same kind of people.
Just like a rainbow, the dreamlike beauty is intertwined, and I can only deeply retain the beauty.
I am addicted to it and do not want to extricate myself.
Then, suddenly one day, someone tells you the truth of the matter, that everything is false, and then you suddenly understand the reason for everything.
Will your heart be so sad and hesitant?
So indifferent???
****
When Wang Laoba calmed down, Xu Fei kept looking at him deeply.
Wang Laoba poured himself a bowl of fine wine and drank it lightly. At this time, most of his complexion had recovered.
Sighing, Wang Laoba said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Fei, after I tell you these things, you must remember not to spread them out, even to the people closest to you, because
, once this matter is revealed by everyone from the lost memory, not only you and me, but also the people we know around you will be hunted down by the entire Duolian."
Xu Fei nodded solemnly, directly agreeing to Wang Laoba's request. However, looking at Wang Laoba's face, he knew that what was coming next was definitely a shocking secret.
Raising his head, Wang Laoba's eyes looked through the black night to the deathly silence over there.
"Xiao Fei, guess who my ancestor is?" Wang Laoba suddenly asked.
"This." Xu Fei was startled. He didn't know why Wang Laoba asked such a question. He frowned slightly and thought for a long time before shaking his head and saying: "Senior, you should just tell me. I really can't guess.
Reveal the true identity of an alcoholic."
This line of light humor immediately dissipated a lot of the sad atmosphere between the two of them.
"Actually," Wang Laoba sighed faintly and said, "Actually, my ancestor is the ancient warrior known as the First God."
"What?" Xu Fei couldn't help being shocked, with an incredible look on his face.
Wang Laoba chuckled, with a lonely look on his face: "Why, you don't believe it?"
Xu Fei nodded reluctantly and said: "It is indeed a bit unbelievable..."
Wang Laoba shook his head and didn't care, but said in a low voice: "Me too, I haven't remembered that I am a descendant of the first god Gu Wu for a long time..."
At this time, Xu Fei realized in his heart that it was no wonder that Wang Laoba had practiced ancient martial arts to such an extent by himself. It was also no wonder that Wang Laoba was so disappointed in his heart. Maybe it was because of his identity...
Wang Laoba turned his head, looked at Xu Fei, and said: "Xiao Fei, what I'm going to tell you next is the darkest and most brutal history in the entire Duolian. This history has been deeply
Hidden in the hearts of all insiders, and this period of history will never be recorded, is about us ancient martial arts scholars who practice ancient martial arts. And everything I know is my grandfather
Secrets recorded in the family tree"
…
Far above the horizon, behind the dense dark clouds, when will the bright moon be able to see the sun again?