【Ye ChenFengXin】Love each other

1-

——The snow in Daoxiang Village has melted.

This was Shen Jianxin's first reaction after he traveled all the way back to Daoxiang Village.

Shen Jianxin, who lost his first sense, has a sharper perception than before, so he can clearly feel that the faint chill of ice and snow in the village has disappeared, replaced by large swathes of warmth.

But this warmth is not as regular as the soil is sprinkled after being warmed by the sun, but instead is piled up here and there, as if it has been artificially cut into pieces.

Shen Jianxin only felt that something was wrong, he took out the Sword of Heaven and strayed into the village, but before he could take a few steps, a smell of rust swarmed into his nose.

After staying for just a few seconds, Shen Jianxin's face suddenly changed drastically. He no longer walked carefully, but rushed directly into the village as if out of control.

The deeper it went, the more weird flavors began to mix, and Shen Jianxin's brain became confused, and his originally sensitive perception began to be erratic.He only felt that the scenery in front of him was like a ghost, beating with his heartbeat, and then began to disintegrate bit by bit.

Shen Jianxin was a little unbearable choked by the smell of gunpowder smoke in his nostrils, but he still walked forward persistently. He was still a little at a loss as to what the smoke was like. It is impossible to have such a strong smell of smoke when cooking normally. Such a smoky fire was enough to burn an entire village.

entire……

"Grandma...Grandma!"

Shen Jianxin's heart suddenly became cold, and he ran to a private house in a panic, but was almost thrown by the surrounding rubble.

"how……"

He knelt down and groped, the panic made him lose his senses, digging on the rubble like a real blind man, regardless of the fact that his hands were covered with blood from the sharp stones.

"call......"

Finally, after Shen Jianxin removed the last piece of rubble, relying on his already confused perception, he could barely feel that there was a person lying here.

"grandmother......"

The familiar breath made his heart palpitate, Shen Jianxin's calling voice trembled, he squatted down tremblingly, and then whispered in the old man's ear—as if he wanted to wake up a sleeping person.

He didn't touch the old man who fell on the ground with his hands, but put his hands on the ground, and then called out stubbornly, over and over again, one after another.

After a long time, the person lying on the ground still didn't make any movement, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, Shen Jianxin finally stretched out his hand tremblingly, he didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or fatigue, his heart was beating wildly , the hand that had already been stretched out was retracted halfway, and it went back and forth several times, finally touching the old man's cheek.

"you……"

Shen Jianxin only felt that the cloth strips in front of him became a little cold, it seemed to be a little wet, and there was also a faint smell of blood.

"Look, I said you can't protect it."

The sword energy swept towards the direction of the sound without hesitation, and a cloud of smoke and dust was kicked up. The man barely blocked it, but he didn't notice that after the smoke and dust, the tip of the Sword of Heaven pierced through the air.

"Assassin!"

Shen Jianxin didn't hold back his hand, but Assassin was not easy to deal with, and after the sword missed, he disappeared in place.

"Bastard, you slaughtered Daoxiang Village?!"

"This is wronging me. I need to do this kind of thing myself?"

"That……"

"Hurry up...don't get caught!"

Just when Shen Jian was so angry that he wanted to tear Assassin apart, he vaguely heard some muffled conversations, followed by the sound of running away in a panic.

"I said, I don't need to do this kind of thing myself." Assassin seemed to be watching the excitement and said something seemingly unintentionally.

"This year is a disaster year, but the harvest in the village is still good. When you come back, let's all get together and have a good meal!"

Shen Jianxin suddenly remembered what Wang Dashi said to him before he left the village a few days ago, and in an instant, he understood everything.

"you!"

Before the air swords from Liuhe landed, Assassin's figure had disappeared.

Shen Jianxin suddenly couldn't feel Assassin's aura anymore. After a brief moment of stupefaction, he could only grit his teeth unwillingly, and more murderous aura gushed out from the sword.

But that didn't help. After a long time, Shen Jianxin lowered his head as if a little discouraged. He reached out and took out a white snow lotus from his bosom—it is rumored that the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain can raise the dead. It is a generation of immortals.

He caressed the snow lotus in his hand. This snow lotus has been nourished with his own inner strength since he picked it off. It was a gift he wanted to give to the old man on her birthday.

Shen Jianxin slowly walked to the old man's side again, he hugged the whole old man's body into his arms, and the snow lotus that he had been nurturing all this time was twisted off by him and put into the old man's mouth.

After a long time, Shen Jianxin just let out a long sigh, and put the remaining snow lotus in the old man's arms.

Just bring up the dead, flesh and bones.

After all, it's just a legend.

Suddenly, a piece of coldness touched his fingertips, and Shen Jianxin touched it in a daze, as if realizing something, he reached out and touched the old man's palm.

Something was still clenched tightly there.

——It’s half a hairpin.

2-

Night fell quickly.

Even if those people wanted to escape, they couldn't escape Shen Jianxin's getaway, and he caught them in a short while, and asked the ins and outs of what happened.

Embrace the guilt.

It was a disaster year, but only Daoxiang Village had a good harvest nearby. People in other villages starved to death or froze to death, so the Red Clothes Sect easily fanned the flames and caused the fire to start a prairie fire.

But no matter how pitiful they are, it has nothing to do with Shen Jianxin, he just put away the sword of heaven and took out a night talk, and then raised and lowered the sword woodenly.

The terrified screams were splashed with blood, and the people fled around as if they had encountered evil spirits, but Shen Jianxin didn't care. Instead, he listened indifferently to the sound of their fleeing footsteps, and then turned and left.

After burying everyone in the village, Shen Jianxin once again sat next to the ancient well that he used to go back to, which was the place he saw when he first woke up.

Feeling the cool breeze at night, he imagined how the bright moonlight would gently slide down on him, kissing his hair softly.

Shen Jianxin remembered that in the first few years, his personality was volatile, he always liked to run outside, and when he got angry, he squatted by the ancient well and refused to go home.Simply because the old lady is kind-hearted, everyone in the village is also kind-hearted. At that time, the old lady would hold a lantern and, together with everyone in the village, call out her name one after another in the long night.

The moonlight was like water, and Shen Jianxin just sat there like this, as if he was waiting for someone to take him away, who would still be willing to search for this careless child with a lantern at night.

He thinks like this, and sits like this.

So, he has been waiting.

3-

"Dead? What right do you have to die?"

Shen Jianxin felt that it wasn't him talking, but his anger, his hatred.

His overwhelming sadness has nowhere to vent.

——Emotions that should not be placed on him.

Shen Jianxin didn't want to let go of the people who had left the village. With his own network, he kept chasing and killing this team from Daoxiang Village to Fenghua Valley.

And for the first time, he fully revealed to this world the cruelty that had rotted in his bones.

Like a cat catching a mouse, he was not in a hurry to kill those guys immediately, but was chasing them halfway.

Shen Jianxin watched them suffer mentally without any pity. Every time after catching up with them once, he didn't kill them too much. He just picked an unpleasant knife to go down, and then left leisurely, waiting for the next chase to start. .

But even so, Shen Jianxin didn't feel that he had enjoyed the pleasure of revenge.

He began to notice that something was wrong with his body. Since Daoxiang Village was destroyed, at a certain time of the week, he would fall into a state of emptiness for a period of time, and in that state, he had no idea what he would do or what he would do. , he only knew that every time he woke up from this state, there was a mess around him.

Shen Jianxin slightly guessed why——cultivating martial arts and Taoism all point to one original heart in the end.

But his original mind has been destroyed and can no longer be rebuilt, so it is only a matter of time before he goes mad.

——Because no matter how many times he raises the knife, no matter how much blood splatters from the bodies of these people, he will never be able to return to his true heart, nor to the village where the warm sun blows.

I should have thought of it earlier, Assassin would not do it himself, he would use the power of words.

I should have thought of it early, Daoxiang Village, as the only nearby village that can still achieve good results in the disaster year, will definitely become a thorn in my side.

I should have thought of it early on...

He should have thought that he would be the target of public criticism if he did so.

"What do you mean?" Shen Jianxin stood indifferently on the spot. He is not in a good state now, because he fell into that state in the middle of the pursuit. He almost wiped out all the fugitives, and only one lucky person was brought in. The crowd who stopped him was saved.

The current Shen Jianxin can only be said to be a little hurt by the group beatings of a bunch of people, so he jumped out of the previous state a little bit, but his brain is still in chaos, and there is a feeling that he can see people when he sees them. The urge to cut.

The dripping blood covered his cheeks, but Shen Jianxin seemed to be unconscious. At this moment, he was like a ghost crawling out of hell, coldly feeling the vastness of the people around him. momentum.

"Shen Jianxin, stop," Li Fu who was standing not far away held a folding fan and said, "Enough people have died already!"

"I know."

"In the final analysis, this matter was instigated by the Red Clothes Sect, Shen Jianxin, the Red Clothes Sect is your real enemy, not the villagers who were bewitched by them!"

"I know."

"Shen Jianxin, you can't go on like this anymore, you're already on the verge of going mad—"

"So!" Shen Jianxin interrupted Li Fu, "Should I forgive them? Forgive their behavior like the incident of pushing the railing? For myself and for them?"

Silence spread in the air, and suddenly, Shen Jianxin laughed and said: "How could I have forgotten, Nine Heavens Xuanjun, who suffered a tragic accident when he was young, but still has this innocent heart..."

"Li Fu, I'm different from you, I can't do it after all..." Shen Jianxin sighed slightly.

"Shen Jianxin, you don't deserve to be this chivalrous supreme, you don't even deserve to have the name of a chivalrous man!" The scene that seemed to be slightly calm was broken by someone who suddenly shouted at Shen Jianxin bravely.

Li Fu, who was standing in front of Shen Jianxin, became a little nervous. After all, Shen Jianxin was a man, he couldn't understand how much he was obsessed with Xia - he was really afraid that Shen Jianxin would lose control because of these words, so he was there I'm afraid no one can stop it.

Unexpectedly, this sentence was like a curse, nailing Shen Jianxin to death in place.

He stood there in a daze, his eyes that were already empty covered the cloth that had been stained black with old blood, making it impossible for people to learn any news from it.

The silence continued for a long time again, until an eagle's cry passed by, and then he lowered his head silently, and Ye Hua, which was still dripping with blood, quietly fell from his hands.

Not worthy?

Yes, he, Shen Jianxin, is indeed unworthy.

When he was just a fledgling, he was shameless, and he deceived the kind-hearted Gu Zhilan without knowing why because of some hair. Because of a little blame and misunderstanding from others, he temporarily acted in a fit of anger and assisted the Red Clothes Teacher to help the evildoers——

Yes, he is indeed unworthy. In the final analysis, he did not want to be a hero for the sake of benevolence, righteousness and morality to benefit the common people. He was only intoxicated by the warm wind of Daoxiang Village and filled with the blood in his heart, so he was inexplicable I have this inexplicable dream that I can't let go of.

But when the warm wind in Daoxiang Village cleared away and the blood in his heart disappeared, it was as if all the falsehoods covered in front of his eyes had disappeared. Now he was looking with his heart, but what he saw was a sense of confusion for no reason.

It used to be gone, so what else is supporting me to continue on this road?

"But you are different from me, Shen Jianxin, believe me, you have a chance to become a hero."

Who?

Who said this?

Who in my memory leaned over and whispered in my ear?

"Shen Jianxin..."

Ye Ying!

As if awakened from a dream, Shen Jianxin completely escaped from the state of confusion in an instant.

The moment of sobriety made his senses gather again in an instant, but at the same time made him stagger slightly in disbelief.

There are no pure yang disciples.

There is no hidden sword disciple.

"Ye Ying?" Shen Jianxin murmured with some doubts.

If it is said that there are no Chunyang disciples, he still knows why, but why are there not even Tibetan sword disciples?He didn't believe that it was the hidden sword disciples who were united in not wanting to come.

Then the only explanation is Ye Ying...

But why...

"Shen Jianxin, he is a hard-working person. After all, he is for his own villagers... Let's forgive others..." At this time, someone said such a sentence, and suddenly It interrupted Shen Jianxin's current thoughts, but dragged him into another grief.

"Poor man?"

Yes, that man is a poor man, they are poor, his villagers are poor...

But isn't Daoxiang Village pitiful?

Thinking of the old lady still protecting the jade hairpin he bought for her before she died—it was clearly just an ordinary hairpin made of miscellaneous jade. It's not that he didn't want to buy a better one for the old lady, but he didn't have enough money. At that time, I could only buy such a hairpin.

But it was such a hairpin that was not worth a lot of money, but the old lady refused to hand it over like protecting a treasure, and even held half of the hairpin until she died.

He still remembered how the old lady brushed the corners of his eyes distressedly, and because she was afraid of hurting him, she just slightly touched the cloth strips on his eyes with her fingers; he still remembered how the old lady enlightened him and made him understand clearly I have lost my thoughts about my old friend...

"Xinxin, take grandma to see your friend in the future. Grandma wants to see what kind of person is like who puts grandma's precious heart on the tip of her heart."

Shen Jianxin couldn't see the appearance of the old man in front of him, but he knew that she must be talking to him with a kind smile.

"it is good."

In a few months, Yangzhou will be warm in spring, then we will go to Zangjian to find my old friend, and hope he will not blame me.

Obviously it will be fine in a few months——

Thinking to this point, thinking of the bloody hairpin, thinking of the promise that is about to be fulfilled, thinking of the money I am about to make up, thinking of the gray-haired old man lying in the snow-melted Daoxiang Village like that, her clothes soaked by blood .

"You think you understand?"

Shen Jianxin's moment was a little broken, he pushed Li Fu away in front of him in confusion, and shouted at someone with a hoarse voice.

"Do you know, do you all know..."

Shen Jianxin's voice was gradually lowered, so that even Li Fu who was standing in front of him couldn't hear his voice.

So do you know that my only home is gone? !

"You don't know, none of you know."

Shen Jianxin's lips turned white, he was panting violently, but he didn't speak anymore.

——"Grandma, you see, I am now a hero recognized by the world, and I can better protect everyone in Daoxiang Village."

"Xinxin is so powerful." The old man patted Shen Jianxin's head affectionately, "If you have Xinxin, we will not be afraid of anything."

Shen Jianxin silently picked up the Yechao on the ground, but his whole body seemed to be unable to hold it up, leaving one end of it to draw a long mark on the ground.

—— "Xinxin, I heard from the old lady that you have a sweetheart? Are you willing to reveal it to the aunt?"

The people around were stunned by Shen Jianxin's outburst of ferocity, and they automatically parted ways in a dull manner, as if they were afraid of offending the killing god.

As if being sent off in the lane, Shen Jianxin walked out of the crowd peacefully.

——"Xinxin, if you have no place to go, go back to Daoxiang Village, no one will dislike you."

My true heart is gone.

"Shen Jianxin, where are you going?" Li Fu looked at Shen Jianxin who was walking away, and subconsciously asked with some concern.

After all, he just wanted to stop Shen Jianxin, not really hurt him.

"Li Fu," Shen Jianxin steadied his figure, turned around and said slowly, "Do you know? After knowing your past, I really admire you."

"You have the bearing of a chivalrous man. Once upon a time, I wished that I could do the same."

"But obviously, I can't do it..."

It's too difficult for a great hero.

"And you are too dangerous, I am willing to confide in you, but in the Red Clothes Sect incident, you wanted to kill me with one palm regardless of intimacy, this time it is the same-maybe if it wasn't for Ye Ying's warning, I would You were seriously injured in the previous siege, right?"

Ye Ying.

Shen Jianxin said the name silently in his heart again.

If you clearly knew my current state, would you still allow others not to hurt me, would you stop the Tibetan Sword disciples from taking any possible actions?

"From now on, you and I will no longer be old friends, so where I go, it has nothing to do with you."

Without waiting for an answer from the people behind him, the white-haired young man turned around and walked out with the night talk in his hand.

It is still precarious outside, I just want to go back, to my home.

Shen Jianxin looked up at the snowy sky, as if his eyes hadn't disappeared, so he just stared at the sky for a long time.

What is home, this place of peace of mind is my home.

But that is the gap between life and death between yin and yang that can't be seen even through the autumn waters.

My peace of mind has been destroyed, so where is my home?

nowhere.

So from now on, I will be a wanderer alone, without any worries.