Wei Jinhan looked at the hurried team around him and felt a little emotional. These people were all running for a living. They lived really happily because they had their own goals in life.
But he didn't, so he was unfortunate. He didn't even know where he was going or where he was going.
There was roaring laughter from the long queue, and the bearded brother at the head waved his whip heartily, and his breath turned into a cloud of white mist, "This weather is so damn cold, I really want to go back and stay at my house as soon as possible."
On the pit, that warm energy..."
There was loud laughter next to him, "Big Beard, do you miss your wife? This weather is perfect for holding my wife on the kang..."
"Fuck you, of course I miss my mother-in-law, is it possible that I miss you?"
There was another burst of laughter, and the bearded leader suddenly stopped the carriage. He raised his whip and looked at the young man who had been following them.
The young people are so beautiful that they don’t look like they belong to the same country as them. This kind of beauty is something they can only see in paintings.
He was dressed in white as snow, and after traveling for so long, even his shoes were not stained with dust. The important thing was that when their cavalry team was fast, he was also fast, and when they slowed down, he also slowed down.
As if their speed was nothing to him, he just kept his distance and followed them leisurely.
"Hey, little brother, we know that you are a practicing practitioner and you are very powerful, but we are just ordinary businessmen. You see, what we sell are worthless things. It will be your loss to keep an eye on us!" Bearded man
He patiently explained that he thought he was being targeted by horse thieves nearby, but could there be such a beautiful and blatantly targeted thief?
Wei Jinhan looked at the earnest faces in front of him and didn't know what to say. He didn't know why he followed them. Maybe it was because they carried the warmth of the world.
The bearded man looked at Wei Jinhan who was hesitant to speak, and understood something, "Brother, where is your family?"
Wei Jinhan shook his head, and his voice seemed to be coming from the clouds, "I have no family."
"What about your friends?"
"I do not have friends."
"Well, then you should have a sweetheart..."
"She is dead."
"..."
Big Beard felt that it was unlucky to meet such a person, but to drive him away? He had no reason, the road was not his.
"How did your sweetheart die? You can find a way to avenge her!" He finally found a reason for him to leave their cavalry.
"She was killed by me, so she can't take revenge." Wei Jinhan said quietly.
The bearded man felt pity for the young man. When he met his eyes, he was shocked by his eyes and almost lost his soul.
How to describe those eyes?
It was clear to the bones, cold without a trace of warmth, but so pure that it made people heartache. The grief in his eyes made everyone fall silent.
Why do I suddenly want to cry when I see this young man? He exudes an inexplicable sadness, as if as long as you get close to him, you will be infected by his cold sadness and never feel better again.
The bearded man raised his voice to the horse team at the end, "Rabbit, you give him a ride, and we'll think of a solution when we get to the front."
Wei Jinhan then sat on the carriage and walked with the horse team. Among the rolling dust, he was the only one, as clean and pure as a wisp of ice crystals in an ice spring.
He sat silently at the back. When the people in the cavalry were eating, he ate with them. When they talked, he just listened quietly, with beautiful eyes full of hope and sadness, like a distressed child.
Finally, we arrived at the checkpoint in Xiliang, where bandits are infested all year round. Whether the merchants can have a safe New Year depends on whether they can be lucky enough not to encounter bandits today.
But obviously, Big Beard was unlucky. What they met was the notoriously vicious God of Death. The God of Death had brought about five hundred people with him. There was a skull painted on the flag. When Big Beard looked at the flag, he said loudly, "
It’s broken, let’s drop our things and run for our lives…”
Everyone dispersed, only Wei Jinhan stood there, motionless. Soon, the escaped man was caught. The bearded man kept begging to the God of Death, but it was in vain. He received a shave on his ear and knelt on the ground.
.
"Today, the God of Death is in a bad mood, so if you keep the goods, you must also keep your life!" The people next to the God of Death shouted, scaring the businessmen to the point of crying. It was not like this before. They only wanted money, not their lives.
The businessman knelt down shivering, and only Wei Jinhan stood there. He was so eye-catching, with white clothes, black hair, and beautiful eyes, as clear as a fairy.
The God of Death saw this young man at a glance. He had a blindfold on one eye and a disgusting smile on the other. He approached Wei Jinhan and said, "Hey, there is such a beauty. You don't need to kill a beauty. Everything else is fine."
kill……"
"Okay..." Wei Jinhan agreed lightly, but the God of Death was baffled. What is he good about?
But before he had time to think about it, there was already blood on his chest. He saw the young man's clothes flying, and a long whip appeared in his hand, with blood stains on it.
He took a few steps back and covered his chest. As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, blood spurted out, bright red blood with the heat of his body temperature.
"Kill..." Before he could finish his words, the God of Death had turned into a corpse. He opened his eyes and looked at the young man in white in disbelief.
The people nearby immediately started cheering, and the people in front shouted, "The God of Death is dead, the God of Death has been killed..."
Some people wanted to kill Wei Jinhan to avenge Death, some took the opportunity to escape, and some went to see if Death had faked his death.
When everyone fell to the ground, they recognized the fact that this young man was the real God of Death, and the whip in his hand was simply a life-threatening rope.
There were more than five hundred bandits, and no one could escape. The ones who were alive were all businessmen, and there was also a female bandit. The female bandit was very beautiful, with dark eyes, and she seemed to be able to talk.
When the female bandit saw that all her people were dead, she approached Wei Jinhan with loyalty and said righteously, "Kill me, I don't want to live alone!"
"No killing!" Wei Jinhan shook his head and turned around unsteadily, as if he was drunk.
The female bandit instinctively raised the long knife and stabbed it into Wei Jinhan's waist. Wei Jinhan covered his bleeding waist, turned around and looked at the female bandit sadly, and then fell down.
The female bandit was startled, and she couldn't figure it out. How could she stab him? She had seen his martial arts before...
The businessman caught the female bandit and then rescued Wei Jinhan.
When Wei Jinhan woke up, he had changed into clean clothes and applied medicine to his wounds. He looked around with some fear and fear, and suddenly remembered that everyone in the world already knew his secret, and he no longer needed to hide it.
The bearded man opened the door of the inn and walked in, holding a bowl of steaming medicine in his hand, "Mr. Wei, is the wound feeling better?"
Wei Jinhan looked at the bearded man and said nothing.
The bearded man put down the bowl and said, "Mr. Wei, you are from the Hou Men family. We are all rough people, or our words are not pleasant to listen to, but we still want to say. There is a desert outside this mountain, across the desert, there is the sea, and we live by the sea.
There is an immortal who can cure men's rootless diseases. Or you can go and have a look, maybe you are lucky enough to meet..."
"Thank you!" Wei Jinhan sat up, put on his shoes dully, and walked out.
When he went out, he saw the female bandit. She seemed to want to say something, but he missed it with a cold face.
Big Beard took this female bandit in for no other reason than because Wei Jinhan was stabbed by her. He believed that this female bandit must have some connection with Wei Jinhan.
In fact, if he had seen Aya, he would know that the way the female gangster held the knife looked like Aya, but she was not Aya.
So Wei Jinhan left. He thought of Big Beard's words, Desert? Sea? Is it possible? There won't be so many miracles in this world.
Indeed, there will not be so many miracles in this world. Wei Jinhan walked through the desert, crossed the sea, and came to a stranded coast. On the shore, the waves made a sound.
He lay on the beach, looking at the clouds in the sky, and listening to the seagulls singing in his ears. When the tide rolled around his ankles, he stood up and looked at the horizon in the distance.
From a distance, a person appeared. The woman had pigtails and was carrying a big knife. The handle was red and the scabbard was tungsten gold.
She looked at him with a smile, and then danced her sword on the sea. The sword energy was carrying waves, and her smile was as bright as a flower.
Wei Jinhan stood up happily and shouted to her, "Aya, Aya..."
Aya stopped what she was doing and looked at him with a smile. He ran towards her and held her hands. He was ecstatic and hugged Aya into his arms, "Aya, I know, actually you
Your feelings for me are true, you didn’t mean to lie to me, no, right?”
Of course Aya couldn't speak, she just patted his back gently. She dropped her Damascus knife and took Wei Jinhan's hand. Wei Jinhan held hands with hers, and the two of them crossed the sea.
The waves were rising one layer at a time, and the figures of the two were intertwined endlessly like a dance, their clothes touching each other, making a sound in the wind.
Wei Jin smiled coldly. He laughed at how lonely this world was. The two of them were disabled and unable to be healthy at the same time. They could not stay together in the world and could only dance on the sea.
Aya also laughed. She laughed at how impermanent the world was, and how the initial encounter was just the beginning of a tragedy.
Fist and foot clashed, smiling faces greeted each other, and the wave became more turbulent, gradually submerging the heads of the two of them, and finally turned into a handful of foam in the sea.
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PS: So far, this article has ended. Thank you all for your support and persistence all the way. I also want to thank the sisters in the group for their encouragement and encouragement. I bow three times to everyone.
At the same time, the next article is Yunyun’s first modern urban novel. It will be published on Friday, March 4th. If you like urban writing, don’t miss it. Yunyun will be publishing a new book by then, waiting for your support! Thank you all!