Qianzhou doesn't feel like the main character.

He has nothing to do with it, nor does he have a bitter past. Just like tens of millions of ordinary people, ordinary life, ordinary growth.

In his sixteen years of life, he never even attended a funeral. Of course, it was difficult for him to appreciate what it was like to say goodbye because of death.

Still on a sandy spot by the Vault, Qianzhou looked at the burning flames and fell into deep thought.

The flames had been burning for a long time, and there was an occasional crackling sound. In the orange flames, the corpse of the Taoist gradually burned away, turning into a handful of blue ashes.

Collect the corpse - Qianzhou fulfilled his promise to bid farewell to the Taoist when he was about to die.

It was the first time that Qianshu had been so close to observe the arrival and departure of death. This feeling is amazing, although the Taoist is not very familiar with himself, and there are even some festivals. But the moment the Taoist finally closed his eyes, Qianzhou still felt sadness from the bottom of his heart.

My heart was heavy, and I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

This reminded Qianzhou of the time when he used to study at night.

High school students study in the evening until half past ten. By this time, most of the lights on the street had been turned off, and it was so drowsy that it was almost impossible to see anyone else.

At first, when I left school, I was a big group of people, talking and laughing along the way.

But soon, the first fork in the road arrived.

So some people left, and the noise on the road was much quieter.

After a few steps forward, we reached the second fork.

In this way, the further forward you go, the fewer people you will walk with.

Until the last stretch of the road, there was only one person left.

Qianzhou remembered that the road would pass through an old street, and it would be a long way before there was a dim street lamp. The old roads of the last century have become potholes, and the old houses on both sides look like ghosts dancing at night.

Except for the sound of his own footsteps, he could barely hear anything, and the occasional rustling sound from the gap had to make people think about it.

It's more of a loneliness than being afraid.

The sense of panic that I had no one to talk to and nowhere to talk to has always lingered in my heart. It's like a noose on the neck that is gradually tightening, making people breathless.

But there is always a part of life that is destined to be walked alone.

............

The flames were still burning, but they were much more soothing than they had been before, like fireworks had cooled down.

"Thank you, Qinghan. If you hadn't come with me, I might not have even been able to light a fire. Qianzhou smiled bitterly.

This is no joke. The desert environment of Enron caused the number of trees to be quite scarce, and the thousand boats could not stop the trees that were thriving. What's more, Qianzhou also lacks the ability to light a flame.

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't expect your essentia to look like flames, but it turned out to have nothing to do with flames. Jiang Qinghan's voice was a little complicated.

"It's just that it doesn't have the physical properties of flame. ”

The final cremation flame was provided by Jiang Qinghan with essentia.

The two of them stood quietly by the fire, watching an old soul say goodbye to the world.

"Is this the first time you've done such a thing?" Jiang Qinghan asked.

"In fact, I didn't even attend a funeral. Qianzhou replied truthfully.

"I guess that's a lucky thing. If possible, no one would want to attend the funeral. Speaking of this, Jiang Qinghan paused, "However, backfire is the norm." ”

"yes, this fucking world. ”

"Are you sad? He wanted to kill you before. ”

"I know, but I always feel strange when I see a life pass away like this, as long as he is not a heinous person. Qianzhou said, "It's Qinghan, it's strange that you, you, are willing to come with me." ”

"Strange what? Is it strange that I use life as a weight at both ends of the scale?

What I want to say is that it is precisely because of the preciousness of life that I weigh it on a scale. This is the only way to retain more people. Maybe the solution I made when choosing was not optimal, but it was certainly not the worst.

In fact, it is unknown whether there is an optimal solution or not. ”

Qianzhou was noncommittal.

"Qinghan, do you know about whale falls?" asked Qianzhou after thinking about it.

"Whale fall, do you mean the whale goes to death?"

"Yes, the whale's journey to death doesn't end the moment it stops breathing. Rather, that's just the beginning.

The water blows with the blue sea breeze and sinks to the silent and dark depths. In the process, give back everything the world has given you. Life returns to life, and what is natural returns to nature.

And in this quiet death, new life depends on this to multiply and start a new cycle. ”

"Sounds beautiful, poetic, and brutal at the same time – so what are you trying to express?"

Qianzhou sorted out the wording: "What I want to say is: the meaning of life may not only exist when you are alive. I'm not trying to say that death is meaningful, it's just ...... Well, how to say it......"

Jiang Qinghan frowned, looking a little displeased: "Say whatever you want." ”

"I mean – no one's life is independent, everybody is connected. Nor can the meaning of life be measured only by being alive or present. Because of this, there is no way to simply take out the life and simply weigh it at both ends of the scale to determine which end is more qualified to live. ”

This time, the noncommittal person was replaced by Jiang Qinghan.

After expressing their respective opinions, the two tacitly skipped the topic. They both know that the other party is not persuaded by themselves overnight.

The two sensitively noticed that under the similar three views, they had chasm-like differences.

Neither of them thinks that their views are necessarily correct, nor do they think that the other's ideas are better than their own.

Maybe even time can't give an answer to this question.

(Jiang Qinghan's view is to save for the sake of saving — to save more people, to save more correct people.) Therefore, human life can be measured in terms of quantity, distinguished by right and wrong. In this process, even if it is against morality and conscience, it will not hesitate to do something. What she pursues is ultimate correctness and justice. But she must first do what she can, and those who can't be saved will be resolutely abandoned.

Qianzhou's point of view is not to be bound by all kinds of reality, to pursue justice in his heart, and never against his own will. In other words, as long as Qianzhou thinks that what he is doing is right. Even if everyone thinks that what he is doing is wrong and violates public order and good customs. He will definitely do it. Although tens of millions of people have gone to me, I just want to be worthy of my heart.

The ideas of the two cannot simply judge right and wrong, and they also have inevitable flaws. But compared to many people who are in confusion, they at least have their own persistence. ）

It was evening. Although the sky was still bright, the shadow of the sun was completely invisible. Only a crimson glow was reflected in the clear waters of the Dome Bay. It was red and golden, as if the finest jade had been dismantled into silk threads, and then spun into a seamless silk thread.

The eastern sky had darkened, and the cobalt blue sky was deep and distant, like an infinite sea of water. The moon crept out of the "sea", revealing a half-paper-like silhouette, like a sticker on glass.

The flames had been extinguished, and only a pale, coarse pile of ashes remained in the curling green smoke. It was dried blood, broken bones, and a hoarse soul.

Thinking about it this way, life is inevitably too boring. Whether you were the king of a kingdom during your lifetime, or through a nameless beggar, all that remains after death is this handful of green ashes. It won't be because of your status, and it won't be because you're a little less meritorious. There will be no one to take away from all the things in life.

"Do you want to bury him?"

"Hmm. Qianzhou responded, "Let's follow Enron's tradition." ”

Qianzhou stretched out his right hand, and the ashes of the Daoist on the ground were gathered into a ball by an invisible force and floated out of thin air.

As the ashes floated above the Dome, Qianshu released his left hand that was holding [Dark Star] in his pocket.

It was as if the fog had broken away, and fine dust had fallen into the Dome. After giving everything back to himself, he re-entered the cycle of nature.

Perhaps a new life will be born in such a dedication.

As the river flowed, the heavy depression in Qianzhou's heart finally disappeared a lot.

Just as the river flows eastward after all, how can there be any one in the world who will not be easy for eternity? Even the high [kings] will have a day of decay.

As for the afterlife, it is even more of a false lie.

As an author, Qianzhou is well aware that there is no such thing as reincarnation in this world. For ordinary people, death is the end. If you are transcendent, there may be souls that survive after death. But if even the soul is dissipated, it is a true farewell to the world.

"Then what are you going to do with this relic he left behind, Qianzhou?" Jiang Qinghan asked, pointing to the cane left by the Taoist.

"I don't know. ”

Qianzhou held the cane in his hand.

The thickness of the cane is similar to that of his forearm, and the texture of the wood is simple and delicate, and it seems to be quite old.

Qianzhou grasped the upper part of the cane, and with a slight effort of his wrist, a cold blade was revealed from the place where the cane was separated.

This sword is not a miracle engraving, but the materials are exquisite and the workmanship is fine, and it seems to have come from the hand of a famous master of the Qin State. In addition, for so many years, the sword has been closely accompanied by the Taoist, and it has been infiltrated by the Taoist's law and essentia. By now, the sword had been transformed into a transcendent object.

This is where Qianzhou has a headache.

For Qianzhou, no matter how good this sword is, it can't replace the effect of the fragment on him. If it was an ordinary sword, Qianzhou would have no problem no matter how it was handled, but it was an extraordinary item.

The abilities of otherworldly items are so strange that even the makers themselves may not be able to fully grasp them. If you dispose of extraordinary items casually, it is likely to cause unpredictable consequences.

"I can only keep it at hand for a few days. Qianzhou said helplessly.