In the wasteland, in a cave, Zhao Heizi sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and raised his lips slightly. When he was just having a brief conversation with Yang Shu, the Black Bull Spirit kept urging him to find someone.
A secret place that is easy to practice.
This is the first time this guy has taken the initiative to ask him for practice since he became a psychic. It seems that after all these things today, not only Zhao Heizi was stimulated, but even his spirit is the same!
Zhao Heizi carefully recalled the battle just now, and found that he was still too arrogant and thought that becoming a psychic would be great. He looked down on this and that easily. As a result, he capsized several times, and his ability to adapt to changes was not enough. He just kept it alone.
I know that I am rushing around, but this is the same as the big black bull. If this continues, it will not work. I have to change it!
The Black Bull Spirit thought simpler, became powerful, powerful, and powerful! This proves that the original choice was not wrong...
It was still in its original position, and Yang Shu didn't pay attention to Zhao Heizi's departure. What echoed in his mind was the sentence: No one was found...
How could a good person not be found?
How could a person who has lived together for five or six years be found to be unable to find out?
How could a person who has lived in a refuge village for decades be found without such a person?
How could a person who traveled alone in the wasteland many times and could escape unscathed?
The only explanation is that Lao Yangtou is also a psychic, and at this time he is doing the thing that cuts off the connection in order to leave the inherited spirit beads...
Yang Shu: Yinhua, do you think Lao Yang would forget me? Or did he and I forget each other?
Silver Flower:...
Yang Shu: Yinhua, Lao Yangtou is actually a psychic, and you are even familiar with him, right?
Silver Flower:...
Yang Shu: Can you tell me about him?
Silver Flower:...
Yang Shu didn't know why Yinhua chose to remain silent. Maybe she had her reasons, but for Yang Shu, this was something that could not be accepted.
Thinking that Lao Yangtou would be a mighty psychic, Yang Shu could still accept it based on the past. But thinking that Lao Yangtou chose to cut off the relationship because of some reasons he didn't know.
It is something that Yang Shu can't accept to give up all these things related to him.
Lao Yang was the one who raised him, the one who taught him the principles of life, and the one who taught him how to survive in the wasteland. It can be said that he was reborn as a parent. I thought that such a closest person would soon be from
My memories disappeared, and even in the long years to come, I would never remember that there was such a short and fat old man accompanying me in the path of growth. Yang Shu was completely panicked...
"Yinhua, I beg you to tell me what you know, okay? I want to see him again, Old Yang is not dead yet, right? Yinhua, can you tell me?"
Yang Shu begged bitterly, Yinhua couldn't bear it, and finally hid the golden leaves between the branches and leaves, but a low voice came: "Yang Shu, forget the old Yang head! Since he
If you choose to forget you, it is naturally because he has made the choice. Why can't you respect his choice?"
"His choice is to forget me? I also want me to forget him too! I can't do it! I can't forget him, I don't forget him, he is the closest person I am, I will never forget him …
, Don't you think that a person who is extremely important in life will completely disappear from memory. In the days to come, you will no longer be familiar with the things he has left behind, and will discard them like garbage...
Is it the cruelest thing in the world?”
"Yinhua, I don't know if you have such people and things, but I think there should be some. If they are allowed to disappear from your memory, can you accept it?"
Yinhua didn't say anything, but there was a whimper. If Yang Shu knew that Yinhua had forgotten many people and things, would he still be so reluctant to forgive him...
Knowing that Yinhua would not explain to her, Yang Shu no longer asked for anything.
"Old Yang, you have a reason to forget me, but you can't deprive me of your memory!"
After Yang Shu finished speaking, he spread out his left palm, held a long knife in his right hand, and used the not-sharp tip of the knife to carve it on the palm of his left hand.
"Yang Shu! What are you doing! Stop quickly!"
"Yinhua, don't stop me, otherwise I will never end up with you!"
"I... want to remember him the way I do!"
The branches of the silver flower stopped. After thinking about it, they jumped off Yang Shu's head and recovered the one-person tall silver flower. All the leaves faced Yang Shu, as if they wanted to remember this moment too.
The boy frowned, his long knife trembled, and his left palm was already covered in blood...
Yinhua knew that it was not because the boy was unstable, but because his heart was confused...
The posture was not so good that the three characters were written a bit out of shape and crookedly, but it was finally completed.
Yinhua didn't dare to get close, for fear of irritating this guy: "Yang Shu, it's time to stop the bleeding!"
Yang Shu grinned, staring at the three words with bright eyes: "It's not over yet..."
Putting the long knife on the ground, Yang Shu rummaged through Sanxianju for a while, took out a small bottle, and then opened the bottle in a puzzled and poured all the green powder on the left palm.
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The green powder piled up in the left hand, blocking the gurgling blood, but then it was infected and condensed into a ball by the bright red liquid.
At first Yinhua thought it was a medicine to stop bleeding, but looking at the liquid that still penetrated outward, Yang Shu took the initiative to explain: "This is a green glaze dye, which has a special smell, and it can also be
Leaving a very difficult-to-remove cyan color on objects is something used as markings, and this is one of the things that Lao Yang has left for me not many."
After saying that, Yang Shu used the small bottle to retract the block in the left palm into the bottle, and then carefully covered the lid and put it away.
Then, Yang Shu cleaned up all the things about Old Yang's head, then wrapped it in the long-dried backpack, and carefully found a place in the Sanxian Curie and buried it.
He dared not let himself see these things anymore. Once the memory really disappeared, he was afraid that he would dispose of these things as garbage.
Yang Shu was naturally not aware of the busy Yinhua in the middle of the Three Sages, but she could feel the sadness and fear in the heart of the boy in front of her, just as helpless as before...
Yinhua wanted to come forward to hug Yang Shu, but after thinking about it, she gave up. Everyone would lose something, but there was no way. This is the price of growth...
Yinhua could not understand some of the old Yang's actions before, but at this time, looking at what the young man did, she gradually understood a little, understood a little, and at the same time she was even more afraid to take the old Yang's affairs.
Said it out.
Without clearing the blood stains on his left hand, Yang Shu simply applied medicine and bandaged it casually. He glanced at the two minced meat on the ground not far away, showed a meaningful smile and picked up the long knife.
Step by step towards the canyon with firm steps...