Chapter 39: A song of lingering love for the world of mortals
After a brief silence, the camp leader looked at Xu Qing and suddenly spoke.
"Child, how about letting this matter go? You have rescued Captain Lei and this person is dead. There is no need for you and me to continue fighting to the death."
"Besides, I am an elder of the Vajra Sect. If you continue to fight to the death with me, it is equivalent to starting a war with the Vajra Sect. Our ancestor is a strong foundation builder!"
Xu Qing was silent and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body staggered a little and he raised his right hand as if to wipe it.
At this moment, the camp leader, who had just spoken and was about to stop fighting, suddenly had a cold look in his eyes.
The whole person rushed toward Xu Qing with a roar. The speed was so fast that the golden light all over his body exploded like never before at this moment. The whole person seemed to have turned into a golden body.
"The third method of Vajra!"
Looking from a distance, the camp leader's whole body was filled with golden light, his aura was shocking, and his murderous intent was extremely strong.
However, Xu Qing's expression did not change at all. The original staggering feeling disappeared instantly, as if everything was false. His raised right hand was not wiping blood, but raised above his head, and his blood-filled eyes were slightly closed.
His mind flashed back to the statue in the temple that day, walking down like a god. The stunning gesture of raising his hand seemed to contain some kind of great sword.
He imitated this knife countless times but never used it.
Now, he feels that he can use it.
A purple light burst out from his upper body, covering his whole body and his raised right hand.
Different from the golden color of the statue, what Xu Qing emits after copying it is purple.
Under this purple light, Xu Qing's right hand fell slowly and seemingly casually as the camp leader's roar approached.
Nothing surprising, very ordinary, very simple, and there seems to be some extraordinary charm contained in this ordinary.
This extraordinary rhyme caused all the purple light to instantly converge on Xu Qing's right hand. The moment it fell, a...huge knife shadow appeared vaguely above his head!
This shadow is huge, like a heavenly sword!
The purple light rose and shone, replacing the sunlight, replacing the golden light, replacing everything. Along with Xu Qing's right hand, it suddenly... cut down!
Thunder thundered in the sky, the ground in the camp roared, and strong winds accompanied by dazzling light rolled and exploded like a tidal wave toward the surrounding areas.
All the scavengers involuntarily retreated, and the camp leader's body changed from the previous rapidity to slowness, until he stopped a foot away in front of Xu Qing.
He stared blankly at Xu Qing in front of him, then slowly lowered his head to look at the ground beneath his feet.
Under his feet, a straight crack appeared on the ground... This crack was seven or eight feet long, spreading from under him to behind him.
"This knife..." the camp leader murmured, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on his forehead. The blood mark instantly split to his chin, and then passed across his chest, until behind his dantian, blood erupted, and his body directly turned into two halves on the same spot, and fell down.
Come down.
There was silence all around, and only the sound of rapid breathing revealed the unbelievable shock in everyone's hearts.
Under the setting sun, the afterglow fell on the blood-stained ground, reflecting the lonely face of the young man. Drops of blood flowed down between his fingers, dripping into the blood pool on the ground, causing ripples.
The figure in the ripples was a little blurry, but the desolation and the coldness in his eyes were clearly revealed.
Xu Qing silently put away the blood-stained dagger and the black iron stick, and took away the fuzzy talisman with illegible writing, then turned around and walked towards the cross and the fang in the crowd.
Shi Shi and Luan Ya, with awe in their expressions, watched Xu Qing approaching, watched him silently take over the exhausted Lei team, carry him on his back and walk away.
So he lowered his head and followed him away.
Under the setting sun, Xu Qing's shadow was stretched very long, covering the blood on the ground, revealing an unspeakable sadness.
The scavengers around him couldn't help but look at his figure, at the blood and corpses filling the long street.
The blood seemed to form a shocking blood trail behind Xu Qing.
Some people remembered the bloodstains drawn by Xu Qing dragging the giant horned python in the Colosseum during the camp trial.
The two images, the two bloodstains, seemed to overlap at this moment.
"Child!" Not only who was the first to shout, but all the scavengers gathered here soon shouted out.
"Child!!"
"Child!!!"
The sound became louder and louder. There were old people, children, middle-aged people, and women with feathers on their heads.
Fanaticism slowly appeared in their eyes, and their roars gradually echoed in the sky.
This is...the unique salute of scavengers!
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Sunset and dusk, at the entrance of the camp.
Xu Qing carried Lei Dui on his back. When he came here, he looked back at Cross and Luan Ya.
The two of them also looked at Xu Qing, with awe and confusion in their eyes, obviously guessing something.
"Are you leaving?" Cross asked softly.
"I'm going to see Team Lei off for the last time, and then... I'm leaving." Xu Qing nodded.
The cross and the fang are silent.
Xu Qing felt a sense of farewell in his heart, and looked at them deeply, then looked away and looked at the camp where he had lived for almost half a year.
"Take care." Luan Ya stared at Xu Qing and stepped forward to tidy up his messy hair. She didn't mind the blood on his body and gave him a gentle hug.
"What about you?" Xu Qing asked softly without rejecting Luan Ya's hug.
"We have to leave here too, don't worry, Shizi and I have hands and feet, and our strength is pretty good. We can go to any camp." Luan Ya said with a smile.
Shizi remained silent, but stepped forward and hugged Xu Qing hard.
Xu Qing took a deep breath, waved to them, turned around and took long strides, walking out of the gate of the camp and walking further and further towards the restricted area.
Behind him, in the setting sun, Cross and Luan Ya stood there silently, watching him go away until Xu Qing's figure disappeared at the end of the target, Luan Ya murmured.
"Cross, will we see him again in the future? Unfortunately, we don't know his name yet."
"Okay... the name is not important." Shi Zi said softly, holding Luan Ya's hand.
Xu Qing left, left the camp and headed towards the restricted area.
He carried Lei Dui on his back and moved forward silently, just like he carried Lei Dui when he was seriously injured, just like he carried Lei Dui when he said goodbye, the same road and the same people.
But he could feel that Lei Dui was getting lighter and lighter, the vitality in his body was getting less and less, and the aura of death could not be stopped from spreading.
The sadness in Xu Qing's heart became more and more intense.
Stepping into the jungle silently, walking silently in the restricted area, silently walking in a certain direction, time passes slowly, the sunset has set, and the night has fallen.
But he seemed to feel the blood and residual murderous intent in Xu Qing's body. No strange beast appeared in front of him along the way, leaving Xu Qing to move forward sadly.
Until an hour later, a weak voice came out hoarsely behind him.
"Kid, I just had a dream."
Captain Lei woke up, looking dazed and murmuring.
He didn't ask why he was here, nor why Xu Qing appeared, nor did he talk about his own experience.
"I dreamed about Taohong, and I also dreamed about you."
Xu Qing's eyes were a little red, and the sadness in his heart was deeper. He was moving faster, but he tried to stay steady and got closer and closer to the destination.
"Mengliyou is still very well-behaved. She always ranks first in the school."
Captain Lei wanted to laugh, but it seemed that these few words took up most of his energy. His voice gradually became weaker, and he whispered softly before falling into unconsciousness.
"What a dream."
"Kid, I can't hold it anymore."
Xu Qing lowered his head and galloped with all his strength. On the way, he tried to use his purple crystal to help Lei Dui, but it was of no use and could not keep him alive.
Finally, half an hour later, he came to the place where they met the singing that day, the same area and the same big tree.
When he arrived here, Xu Qing gently put Lei Dui down and helped him lean against the tree. His eyes were red and his nose was sore as he looked at the wrinkled old man in front of him.
"Team Lei." Xu Qing said softly.
The old man leaned against the tree and slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were cloudy, and he stared blankly at the world in front of him. After a long time, he seemed to recognize where this place was. He gradually smiled, and there was some light in his eyes.
"Kid, do you have any wine?"
Xu Qing nodded silently, took out a jug of wine from his leather bag, put it to the old man's mouth, and fed him a big gulp.
This sip of wine made the light in the old man's eyes brighter at this moment, like the last glow of a candle.
It seemed that at this moment, he saw Xu Qing's red eyes clearly and laughed.
"Why are you still crying?"
Lei Dui seemed to have gained some strength, and with Xu Qing's support, he struggled to sit up.
Leaning against the big tree, he wanted to raise his hand to touch Xu Qing's head, but he couldn't. But the moment he gave up, Xu Qing took his hand and slowly placed it on his head.
The old man smiled.
"Actually, I'm quite lucky. At least at this time, I have someone to accompany me, have wine to drink, and someone to bury me after I die."
"And in this world, out of all the people, how many die alone and desolately, silently exposing their bodies in the wilderness."
"Actually, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that before dying, there is no familiar person in front of you..."
Having said this, the afterglow in Captain Lei's eyes slowly dimmed, and he suddenly spoke.
"Kid, I want to take another sip."
Xu Qing's heart was filled with sadness. He took his wine bottle and gently placed it on Lei Dui's mouth. As the wine overflowed, Lei Dui looked behind him with a dazed look on his face and murmured in a low voice.
"Taohong, have you come to pick me up..."
The wine spilled on the old man's clothes and fell into the soil. He didn't drink it, and the light in his eyes went out along with the fire of life.
Xu Qing's body trembled and she lowered her head. The sadness in her heart could no longer be controlled and spread out from the bottom of her heart, covering her whole body.
He grabbed the wine bottle so hard that he didn't even notice that the wine bottle changed shape in his hands.
After a long while, Xu Qing bit her lip, silently put the wine bottle aside, and looked up at the old man in front of him who would never wake up.
He couldn't help but picture the ruins of the city, where the other party suddenly turned around and looked at him in the distance.
"Child, are you willing to leave here with me?"
Tears fell down drop by drop from the corners of Xu Qing's eyes.
The blood on his face melted away, leaving two clear traces on his clothes.
Growing up in a slum, he stopped crying a long time ago.
But today, he couldn't hold back and looked at the old man's body until it got dark again. He silently buried the old man and the wine bottle under the tree.
The scavengers don't need a monument because no one will pay homage to them.
But the old man has a monument.
In front of the tombstone, Xu Qing stared blankly.
After a long time, he took out a ball of linen cloth from the leather bag and took out the only piece of candy inside.
He put it in his mouth silently, leaned against the big tree, and closed his eyes.
Sugar, very sweet.
Someone once told Xu Qing that eating it when you are sad will make you feel better.