"When I hated everything for the past, when I pretended to be an idiot in the mine and was laughed at by everyone as an idiot, she was the only one who was gentle to me. This kind of kindness touched me, is it a reason?" Hammer
Wang Dai's tone was very calm, and he added numbly, "It's been a long time, from before the opening of the Three Realms to now, from the third year, five months, seven days, two and a half hours and a quarter after you appeared in the mine."
Fengqing smiled. He should have cried, should have been angry and scolded, but instead he smiled. "You remember so clearly..."
"Frankly speaking, I have no interest in being friends with you, because I don't even have the interest in getting to know you or getting to know you. My only interest is that we were once three scenes in the mine. But this interest is not enough for me to become friends with you.
, we became friends because I know she loves you too, and she wants to see you well. If you are unlucky, she will be very sad. I don’t want her to be sad, so becoming friends with you is beyond your imagination and is not thoughtful.
Yes, I think for you and give you advice. This was my original purpose. Unfortunately, I later found out that you are indeed a good brother. I have never seen a more reliable person than you. Pick another place and fight to the death. Who will win?
It will disappear forever. Don’t stay here, and there is no need to let her know. I think your love for her must exceed everything else, and it must also exceed the impulse caused by anger."
Before today, Feng Qing never dreamed that Hammer King Dai would say such a thing, and she never imagined that Hammer King Dai could think so much about a woman.
Even if I heard it with my own ears, Feng Qing still found it unbelievable.
But he couldn't help but believe it, because he was not dreaming now.
"If you still ask anything, I will tell you. You decide the place and time of the duel." The Hammer King looked numb, completely lacking his usual domineering and rugged look.
Fengqing did not draw her sword or rush in, but turned off the sound transmission and silently turned around and left.
In Dali City, there is a lonely tavern.
When Fengqing came, there was only one person in the tavern, wearing a silver robe, sitting quietly in the corner. Fengqing only glanced at him and knew that he was a master of martial arts. Nowadays, there are many masters in the martial arts world, and he is a vigilant person.
A very strong person who is full of distrust and wariness of the surrounding environment, so even when there is no one around, he will still habitually choose to sit in the corner, so that he can have a panoramic view of the situation in the pub.
Fengqing sat down at the front, feeling at a loss at this moment.
He has never been an alcoholic, and even at this moment, he has never thought of drinking to drown his sorrows.
He came to the Lonely Tavern not to drink, but to listen to a story, a story that he had heard many times with Feng Chime, but Feng Chi could never get tired of hearing it.
The owner of the tavern is Ximen Wuqian.
There were words written on Fengqing's face. At a glance, Ximen Wuqian knew what this guest had probably experienced, because there were too many people like this among the people who came to the Lonely Tavern.
"A jar of wine?"
"No, a small pot."
Ximen Wuqian didn't ask any more questions, and he actually brought a small pot of wine. This was a very self-controlled person, Ximen Wuqian understood, because only this kind of person would never get drunk, and drunkenness was in the dictionary of this kind of person.
It’s as if it doesn’t exist at all. “Listen to a story?”
"No, I don't want to hear a story today. I just want to know whether the person who was frozen by the ice has been sleeping in the ice and has not been frozen to death and reborn."
"No. I go to visit him every year." Ximen Wuqian answered firmly. Fengqing was not surprised. Many people in the world thought it was a story. Some people in the world thought Ximen Wuqian was too cliché.
It's always the same story, but Fengqing knew it was more than just a story from the first time he came here. Unless Ximen Wuqian was crazy, he wouldn't use that expression of mourning more than dying.
, telling the same story to the drinkers year after year.
"Thank you." Fengqing put the money on the table.
"Friend, what sad thing happened to make you take this step? The flower in the story is seeking eternity in the ice with a love that cannot be revived. What about you?" Ximen Wuqian was a little surprised, and Fengqing was in a bad state.
, a person who is unwilling to say anything means a person who is used to making decisions on his own. Once a decision is made, he usually does not need to be dissuaded by others. Others don't even have a chance to know, so how can they talk about dissuading? That kind of coldness
Ximen Wuqian has personally experienced the eternal sadness in the ice for many years. Those who sleep in the ice seek their own eternity, but those who care about them gain eternal sadness. When will the ice be gone?
This kind of sadness can only end when the people inside forget it.
"It's not sad." Fengqing stood up without any intention of talking about her own affairs. With these four simple words, Ximen Wuqian understood that the most terrifying thing in the world is not sadness. Sadness can still hurt the heart. As the saying goes, there is no greater sorrow.
The heart is dead. If the heart is dead, where will the sadness come from?
Ximen had no money and nothing to say, so he could only watch Feng Qing walk out the door.
Because he understands that a person who is desperate can only seek eternity in the ice, otherwise he will be nothing more than a walking corpse. He has experienced that kind of silent sadness for too long, too long...
"Usually, I would advise others to let go of broken relationships. If it were me, I would do the same."
The sudden sound made Feng Qing stop.
Because he recognized who the voice belonged to, he turned around.
It's the figure sitting in the corner.
Yes, it could have been him.
The mood passed and I sat down at the table in the corner.
Ximen Wuqian breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that someone who was willing to let this guest sit down and talk might have a way to make him change his decision.
"I've been looking for you. I let King Hammer go on purpose. Maybe it seems like a joke now, but I don't regret it. Maybe killing Finger Sand is not enough to make up for my mistake. I originally wanted to apologize.
But now, your punishment is probably meaningless."
"I know you can't be a person who can give up everything in pursuit of self-improvement. For example, many years ago in the mine, you regarded wind chimes as important as self-improvement. In fact, this has shown that she is more important to you than anything else.
, your self-improvement is just to give yourself the power to protect the ones you love. Therefore, I usually advise people to abandon broken relationships, but for you, it is an exception. You should choose a duel." The face raised under the robe is
A face with a familiar charm is Yiyun.
"When did you know that?"
"just."
"...Is it still necessary? She loves Hammer King Dai." Fengqing did not consider the duel, otherwise, the war agreement would have been made at that time. Because he felt that it was meaningless. The important thing was not the existence of Hammer King Dai, but the existence of Hammer King Dai.
Where does the wind chime's heart belong?
"Then why is she still with you?" Yiyun doesn't like to persuade people, but Fengqing is an exception, because he believes that if Fengqing chooses to leave like this, it is definitely a mistake, not only for Fengqing himself, but also for the Justice League.
Yes. "Isn't your sword just to protect love? Since you think you are the one who loves her the most, you should use your sword to win her back now. Besides, you said letting the Hammer King go will harm the alliance.
Then, if you win this duel, the Justice League needs Tantra to perish."
A ball of light lit up in Feng Qing's eyes...a bright, burning light of hope.
He had never thought about it this way, he just felt that since Feng Ling loves Hammer King Dai, then let her be happy. There is no point even if he fights for her. Her heart is no longer there. Even if she takes her back, how can she be happy?
Word?
Yiyun's words made him change his mind. Yes, he found that he had forgotten one thing and his self-confidence. If he believed that the person who could really give Feng Ling happiness was himself, why not win Feng Ling back?
Why did King Hammer choose to duel instead of giving up?
Because Hammer King Dai had already made such mental preparations, and he should have had such confidence.
"Are you a notary?"
"If I go, Hammer King Dai will never dare to duel with you. Hammer King Dai will not hope for a fair duel with you. If you are not adequately prepared, you will definitely lose in this duel." Yiyun drank up the contents of the cup.
Wine, "This is your last duel."
"Yes, regardless of victory or defeat, there will be no more charm in Jianghu from now on." If he wins, the charm will not continue in Jianghu. He has already deeply felt the exhaustion of Jianghu, but there are always too many reasons for him to be reluctant to leave.
Now, there are enough reasons; if he fails, there will be no romance in the world, because he will go to the ice to seek his eternal tranquility.
"goodbye."
"Wait." Fengqing took out a secret book from her arms. "I want to give it to Ming'er, but unfortunately, it is not a martial arts manual."
"I remember that you and she have never met each other."
"Yes, but she has always been the person I admire the most. Eternal Wei Qing is too difficult. I once hoped to practice Wei Qing, but I didn't succeed. In fact, I didn't have enough courage. Because I have seen too much, I know more about the passage of time.
Ruthless." Fengqing watched Yiyun accept the secret book without saying anything to retain it. Yiyun walked neither fast nor slowly. When Yiyun walked to the door of the tavern, she heard Fengqing behind her say, "The leader's chair is too wide.
A little bit."
The leader's chair is too wide?
More than one person told Yiyun this sentence.
But Yiyun doesn't think that the seat will be replaced with a narrower one.
Yiyun has been thinking about breaking through the ninth stage of artistic conception these days, but so far she has not found a way.
I originally wanted to visit Xiaolin, but I passed by the Lonely Tavern and had a drink, but I fell in love with her.
Now, he thinks it can be a little later to see Xiaolin.
Yiyun found a famous painter in Dali City.
Seven days later.
Xixia Mine.
For several years, Xixia Mine has had many mining technicians from Xixia training here. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)