The deep pit is still the same, and the bright moon is the same.

Winterfall woke up suddenly.

The headache was splitting, and it seemed that the ice and snow villain's kick really stepped on his head.

It hurts my heart.

Dongluo took a deep breath and relieved for a long time before he recovered.

He looked around with difficulty.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Dongluo grinned at the young man sitting on the edge of the pit holding a young girl.

None of them died.

Very good.

The young man in the wheelchair exhaled and laughed, "Can you still move?"

"I don't know, I'll try. ”

Dongluo's clothes had disappeared all over his body, leaving only a fiery red soft armor with dried blood stains clinging to his skin.

Dongluo supported the ground with his elbows in both hands, and raised his upper body slightly.

Hiss!

It seemed to pull the muscles and meridians, and the fiery red soft armor was punched deep into the flesh by Chen Batian's punches, and as time passed, some of them had grown together with the muscles. Now that you move, it is tantamount to peeling the skin.

Fortunately, Dongluo has been tortured by the cold air in his body since he was a child, and I don't know how many times?

It's still painful.

Even if his face was pale now, and there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, he didn't cry out in pain.

It took almost a stick of incense just to get up, let alone walk up from the bottom of the pit step by step.

During the whole process, neither of the two teenagers spoke, only a muffled snort sounded from time to time.

Dongluo stood in front of Xue Nianci, his head bowed, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain.

"Where's the big black?"

A suppressed and frightened voice rang out.

"Go pick up Erhei, Sanhei, should be back soon. Xue Nianci whispered.

"Snow...... Are you alright?" asked Winterfall cautiously again.

If he had known that it would bring such a big disaster to the Snow Clan, then he would never have gone to Xue Nianci for help, but the world seems to be really unpredictable, and everything is unknown until the result comes out.

Before Xue Nianci could answer, an old voice sounded, "The Snow Clan is fine, you don't have to worry." ”

A green shirt quietly appeared beside Xue Nianci.

Dongluo raised his head with difficulty and looked at the old Confucian in green shirts who appeared beside Xue Nianci.

Maybe this is the elder or Mr. Xue Nianci said!

Just don't know who it is?

Xue Nianci just wanted to introduce the old man in green shirt to Dongluo, but the latter waved his hand at him and said, "Nianci, take your sister to rest! ”

Xue Nianci glanced at Dongluo, and said respectfully to the old Confucian in green shirts: "Grandpa, Nianci retires." ”

Dongluo smiled knowingly.

The old Confucian in green shirt looked at Xue Nianci's departing back and said, "This little rabbit cub wasn't so polite before!"

Dongluo will not take it lightly just because the other party is Xue Nianci's grandfather, but seriously organizes and worded: "Old man, I ...... about the Snow Clan's incident this time."

"You don't have to pay attention to the affairs of the Snow Clan, although this matter has something to do with you, it has little to do with it. The old Confucian in green shirt interrupted unceremoniously.

Dongluo just wanted to speak.

The old Confucian in the green shirt said directly: "Don't mother-in-law, if I say it's none of your business, it's none of your business." I have seen those who shirk responsibility, but I have never seen those who take responsibility on themselves. ”

Winter falls and stops.

Sure enough, he stopped talking.

It's good to keep some things and some kindness in mind.

It doesn't have to be lip service.

"How old is it?" asked the old Confucian in the green shirt with satisfaction.

"Eighteen!"

"Eighteen! The old Confucian in green shirt asked, "Can we walk together?"

"I'll try, I should be able to do it!"

One old and one young, walking slowly along the corridor that has long been restored.

The moonlight fell on the trees, on the ground, and of course on people.

The old Confucian in the green shirt suddenly said: "I didn't plan to come to see you, but after thinking about it, I'd better come to see you! If you are extinguished, then the world will be extinguished. And you...... Maybe when you say it's going off, it's going to go out. ”

Winter falls and listens to the clouds in the fog.

But he didn't interrupt the old man, but listened quietly.

The old Confucian in the green shirt Xue Yurou walked slowly, "Chen Batian doesn't want to kill you, it's not that he doesn't want to, but he doesn't dare, of course, he may be a little unwilling! The most unbearable thing in the world is the human heart, and of course, the most experienced is also the human heart." What Chen Batian thinks, don't guess. But revenge should still be avenged, and there is a reason to beat people in vain. Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and a hundred years is not too long. ”

Dongluo smiled bitterly.

Not to mention a hundred years, it's good to have ten years to live.

Xue Yurou seemed to be able to see through his inner thoughts, "Don't worry that you don't have that long to live, you have to believe that there are still many people in this world who are working hard to keep you alive." For example, Chen Baxian, Xue Nianci, Zhang Baigui...... Of course, that includes me. ”

Dongluo didn't speak.

He still didn't believe these words.

Although the old man in front of him looks kind, he may not recognize anyone when he turns his face.

He has seen many people, those with good faces, those with good faces and evil hearts, those with disgusting faces, and those with disgusting faces.

He didn't know who the old man in front of him belonged to.

Dongluo has never speculated on a person with malice, but he will not be so stupid as to reveal his kindness and disposition at the beginning.

Even if he is indeed full of kindness to the world.

Although he believed in the old man in front of him, it was because of Xue Nianci.

Xue Yurou smiled, "Don't talk about this, as for how long you can live, you will know the day you die." ”

This sentence is in favor of Dongluo.

As Li Mu said, what kind of death is it, the knife is slashed on the head, and the head falls to the ground.

Dongluo stopped, leaned on a beam, and said with the pain in his heart: "Does the old gentleman have wine? ”

Xue Yurou looked back at Dongluo and laughed: "I have a lot of wine." If you can't even drink alcohol in such a world, it will be too boring. ”

Dongluo took the wine thrown by the old man, opened the mud seal, and poured it in a big gulp.

The wine is strong.

He loved it.

Xue Yurou looked at the young man who was gulping down with satisfaction.

It doesn't matter if it's sour, excited, or just a sip of wine.

Originally, he was worried that the young man in front of him would be unhappy because of the disaster he brought to the Snow Clan, so he specially came to guide him, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

As he said before, in this world, the most unbearable thing is the human heart.

Although people's hearts are complicated, if they are carefully scrutinized, there are still traces to follow.

In the eyes of the saint, no matter how much you move and vibrate, it is still as big as the sky.

After a few words, he had already scrutinized the heart of the young man in front of him.

It is good to repay kindness, and it is good to repay revenge.

None of them are good at drinking.

Just because you don't say something doesn't mean you forgot it.

Just because you don't do something doesn't mean you don't do it.

The teenager in front of him is very good.

The old Confucian in the green shirt patted the young man on the shoulder. Look up at the sea of stars overhead.

Maybe you don't know what you're carrying on your shoulders yet?

If only you never knew.

The old man smiled.

Took a sip of wine too.

The wine is superb.

Of course, people are also excellent.

"Is there anything you'd like to ask me? anything, like how to survive. The old Confucian man in the green shirt said with great relief.

Dongluo came to the old man's side with difficulty, and also looked up at the galaxy above his head. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Old man, what is cause and effect?"

The old Confucian in the green shirt seemed to be surprised by this question, withdrew his gaze to Xinghe, and seriously looked at the young man in front of him.

It may seem a bit unexpected, but it's good.

"Are you sure you ask...... Seems like a chicken-hearted question?" asked the old Confucian in green shirts, uncertain.

Dongluo nodded.

He didn't want to know how to live, maybe it was a dream, two worlds!

Maybe if you fall asleep on one side, you will wake up on the other side.

So he doesn't care how to live, he just wants to try not to let himself die, even if he dies if he is not careful that day.

Then die!

But he wanted to see what was the bullshit cause and effect that had tormented him for more than a decade.

The old Confucian in the green shirt sorted out his thoughts and said: "Cause and effect is that you will gain something inexplicably, and you will lose something inexplicably. ”

Although Dongluo still couldn't understand, he wrote down the answer.

Regarding cause and effect, he also asked Hua Qingyun. But Hua Qingyun told him that cause and effect are the trajectory of all things in the world.

Two different answers, and he doesn't know who he prefers in his heart.

He wanted to drink again.

The old Confucian man in the green shirt said softly: "The most taboo thing in the world is that it is perfect, you see the moon in the sky, once it is perfect, it will be lost immediately, and the fruit on the tree, once it is ripe, will fall immediately." Everything has to be lacking in order to persevere. ”

The old Confucian in the green shirt touched the wine jug in his hand with the young man in front of him, "The snatching of the true dragon's qi is not necessarily all bad. Although your body has been getting worse and worse. But you still haven't reached the extreme. It's like a moon, it hasn't really reached its consummation. Although the true dragon's qi delays your path to perfection, it will not make you as green as the fruit, and you still have to be ripe in the end. As for whether Chen Batian takes away your true dragon qi or not, it is not so important. For if he does not take it, you will fall. ”

Dongluo said coldly: "So, I have to thank him?"

The old Confucian in green shirt shook his head, "It's true that he wants to kill you, but he doesn't dare." He is afraid of getting caught in your karma. Then he will be targeted by this world, so he won't kill you, and you don't need to thank him. ”

Dongluo smiled and said, "It's just a joke!"

The old Confucian in green shirt stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of moonlight in the palm of his hand, slowly pinched it into a small ball, put it on his fingertips, and then gently crushed it, spilling the moonlight in a corridor.

The old Confucian in the green shirt said with some embarrassment: "Can you survive?" It is still up to you, and no one can help you but yourself, and you are now like the unripe fruit of the tree, and the moon in the sky that is not yet full. It is maturing step by step. And when you really mature, that's when you die. As for how you will live, it depends on how unafraid you are of death. ”

Dongluo listened carefully, and he shouldn't even take a breath in the atmosphere.

The old Confucian in green shirt looked at the nervous young man in front of him and said, "Your way of life lies in the four words "No Ji Tailai." When the lost moon begins to fail, it will not go to perfection, and when the ripe fruit falls to the ground, it will not be another beginning of life!"

The old Confucian in the green shirt patted the young man's heavy shoulder, "Young people's shoulders should not be burdened with so many national hatreds and family hatreds, and any major events of life and death." It's supposed to be playing, and going crazy. Do what you should do at any age. The young man's shoulders don't have to care about his mother's major affairs, as long as they can bear the breeze in this courtyard and the bright moon on the mountain. ”

Dongluo looked at the old Confucian in green shirt in front of him with bright eyes, and bowed solemnly.

The old Confucian in the green shirt smiled and disappeared.

Dongluo opened his hands to hold the breeze in the courtyard, closed his eyes, and seriously felt the bright moon in the mountains.

There was a smile on the corner of the boy's mouth.

When he opened his eyes, out of the corner of his eye, he saw three black shadows running quickly in the distance.

The boy crouched down, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

At this moment, the young man has flowers and trees in his heart, and he is born to the sun.