This is a place where there is no escape, and there is a smell of death everywhere. Living now will only increase the pain, but why, why did he hesitate at this time?
He exerted more force and inserted the dagger a little deeper. He could vaguely feel a feeling coming from his neck. Now he only needed to use a little more force to get rid of it.
But he stopped, and at this juncture, he actually shed tears. He once thought that he would no longer shed tears, but at this juncture, at this juncture, all kinds of emotions suddenly poured out of his mind, and tears
It suddenly burst the embankment!
Dark material continued to vomit out of his mouth, but the water flowing from the eye sockets that had lost his eyes was extremely clear and transparent...
when--
This was the sound of a dagger falling to the ground. Now he had no idea what he had become and how evil his current appearance was.
But even so, he still remembered that agreement, that twenty-year agreement. He had forgotten about it before, but when he was about to take his own life, it came to his mind again.
inside.
...
"Twenty years. Ji Dao! I will go back and practice for another twenty years. Twenty years later, I will still be in this place. I will be as strong as you by then!"
Qianxuan's confident and calm expression appeared in his mind again after four years. Why was he crying? He couldn't help it, really couldn't help it, he actually cried like a child...
...
"Yi Xuan, do you think there is the kind of person in this world who can solve all problems? No matter what the problem is, as long as you are strong enough to a certain stage, you can solve it. Whether it is betrayal or because of your own kindness."
"have!"
"real?!"
"What do you think is really impossible in this world? There are definitely such people, but the hope of their existence is slim."
"That's enough. Even if it's very slim, I will still chase it!"
Ji Dao smiled happily. At that time, he did not understand this so-called "hope", but now, his understanding of this thing is naturally extremely profound!
He gave up the idea of committing suicide for the time being. He gave himself a reason. It was not that there was no hope at all. He should wait until there is no hope at all before committing suicide...
...
Seventh year.
His hearing was severely weakened, and the screams in his ears were not as deafening as before. It seemed very quiet today. What he didn't know was that it was also very quiet on this day every year, but he
Now the concept of time has gradually become blurred.
He heard a footsteps in this quiet place, as if someone was squatting outside his cage.
"Hey, can you hear me? You are the only one in this prison now. It's a pity that I have to stay and guard you today, but the man said that I can be reunited with my family tomorrow."
This is the voice of a middle-aged man, and he is a mortal. Although he heard what he said, how could he not know it after staying here for seven years? This man will never see the sun tomorrow...
"Why is it so quiet today?"
The Jidao's voice was hoarse and frightening, just like the extremely hoarse and unpleasant voice made by a thousand-year-old tree spirit. It was as strange as if a handful of sand had blocked the throat. But the man was not afraid at all, and
He brought a bowl of something to the Yakuza.
"Hey? Don't you know what day it is today?"
Days? Ji Dao never remembers various festivals. In the world of monks, only major ceremonies can be called festivals, and there is no fixed date.
"Today is New Year's Eve! Today is a day for all families and relatives in the world to reunite! You don't know?!"
The man looked extremely surprised, because in the mortal world, he didn't know that New Year's Eve was really a bad joke that was not funny at all, because it was the most important day in the mortal world, the day of reunion.
"Lunar New Year's eve..."
Jidao slowly recited the name. This was the first time he heard the concept of this day.
"I can't help it. I have to stay here, but you are the only one left in this place. It always feels weird to be alone on the reunion night, so I came to find you."
The man pushed an object to the foot of Ji Dao, and the place where he was locked was not far from the outside of the cage.
It's wine...
Jidao still has some sense of smell and can vaguely tell that this is wine.
He did not refuse, and directly picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, and drank the wine in one gulp. But there was no taste. It seemed that the most severe degradation was his sense of taste. Drinking wine was no different from drinking water.
..
"ha--"
The man also finished his bowl and spoke again:
"Hey. I can't reunite with my wife and children today, so I can only talk to you."
He shook his head, looking quite helpless.
“What does it feel like to have a home?”
He thought he heard it wrong, so he let out a surprised sound, and Jidao repeated it before continuing.
"Hey. If I have the ability, I will let you go and feel it for yourself. Home is very warm. How can I put it? When you feel tired or cold, there is always a place where you can go.
Feeling warmth and safety, whether it’s the environment or the people, can you understand what I say?”
"Um..."
Does Ji Dao have a family? He has no family. It can even be said that he had no concept of home before. After traveling around with Qianxuan, he has long been confused about what the concept of home is.
And now at this time, I don't know why. He suddenly wanted to know about such things. Maybe it would make him feel relieved, or maybe there were other reasons.
"Actually, I admire you too! You can persevere in a place like this. The screams every day make me numb. Hey! I heard my grandfather say before that sometimes, hope is not given by others.
, but you created it yourself. I think you can survive because you have this kind of strength, it’s really amazing!”
Jidao was silent for a long time, and then he continued to talk to the man.
This was his first conversation here.
The next day, he never saw the man again, but at the same time, the dagger he had been hiding also disappeared the next day...