A group of people walked through the pine forest promenade, strolling in the pine and cypress fragrance, the clouds and mist gradually ethereal, walked nearly 100 steps, there was a small Zen courtyard in front, white walls and red tiles, standing on the towering cliff.

On the left and right sides of the Zen courtyard, there is a welcoming pine, which looks like a bit of artistic conception.

At this moment, next to a pine tree, there is a wheelchair, the workmanship is very exquisite, it looks very different from an ordinary wheelchair, the whole body is pitch black, and there is a beast's head carved on the handle.

It's more like a throne than a wheelchair.

There is a man sitting in a wheelchair, about thirty years old, with an extraordinary bearing, elegant and energetic feeling, and his hair is also combed, which is the type of uncle that many women like.

It's just that...... The leg was covered with a blanket, probably crippled.

"The old monk is back?"

He greeted with a smile and a clear voice.

Master Honglian nodded, without the meaning of introduction, frowned slightly, and sighed: "It's windy outside." ”

"I know it's windy. The stronger the wind, the more my heart fluttered, but I couldn't swing anymore. ”

Patting his leg, he said with some self-deprecation.

Without waiting for Master Red Lotus to reply, he continued: "Old monk, you have guests, so I won't talk to you more, just tell you one thing. The Tang Sancai glazed King that you have coveted for a long time, I brought it to you, it belongs to you, and in addition, I also ask for something from you. ”

Honglian's eyes froze slightly.

Tang Sancai glazed King Ming can be said to be the treasure of Buddhism, and it is one of the few things in the world that can make him worry.

Honglian was stunned, and the man said, "I'll ask for a cemetery." When I die, I'll be buried here, how about it?"

"Just bury it in the middle of this cliff, you find someone to dig a grave for me, and then spread the news, saying that jumping off the cliff, those who are destined will get my life's wealth and cultivation, hahaha...... The second year of secondary school lasted for a lifetime, and the last second year was once. ”

The man smiled faintly, and there was a hint of life and death in his words.

"That's it!"

As he spoke, Master Red Lotus had a faint premonition of something, and ran quickly towards the edge of the cliff.

It's just too late......

The man propped his hands on, struggled to lift his body from the wheelchair, and then clung to the railing on the edge of the cliff, and jumped into the clouds, and his body disappeared into the clouds.

He had already set his mind on death.

……

A figure shot out like lightning, and immediately plunged into the mist.

A moment later.

In the wheelchair, the man sat as usual, just disheveled, his hair flying, and his face full of disbelief.

Is it a hallucination?

Just now he jumped down with his eyes closed, feeling that he was being pulled by someone, and then he soared up and sat back down.

For a while, he looked up at Li Xuan in front of him blankly, feeling a little dry.

"If you want to kill yourself, find a place where no one is around. ”

"Don't you see that there are still children here, what should I do if I scare my daughter?"

Li Xuan said lightly, clapped his hands, turned around and walked towards his family.

"Wow, Dad is running so fast, Sisi is dazzled!" Sisi clapped her hands and exclaimed, every time such a cool picture made her very excited.

Dad is amazing, just like those people on TV.

Li Xuan smiled, touched her little head, and glanced at her parents again, as for Ang Li and Wang Xiu, they were completely convinced at this time, and their doubts were gone, and they were only curious and surprised.

And this kind of ability?

"Son, you can go to the Olympics and snatch back what Liu Xiang lost. ”

Li An's brain circuit is also Qingqi, and he said with a sense of national honor.

……

Looking at Li Xuan's back, the man in the wheelchair gradually came back to his senses, and subconsciously looked at Master Honglian, revealing an inquiring look.

Honglian thought for a moment and said softly, "It's a senior." ”

Predecessor?

Hearing these two words from the mouth of Master Honglian, his face was a little strange, you are one hundred and three, who can be your senior?

It was obviously a young man, with a wife, children and a father.

"The one who reaches is the first, the seniors are better than me, and the medical skills are better than Su Dingfang. ”

Honglian added.

So the man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed the wheelchair with both hands, and the green tendons on his hands collapsed.

"Really?"

……

The man in the wheelchair is called Jiang Qingyun, twenty-nine years old, his family does business in the magic capital, and he likes extreme sports, freediving, skydiving, wingsuit flying, and wilderness survival......

How to do it to the death, how to play.

So he finally made himself half dead.

About a year ago, when I was flying in a wingsuit, I fell into a tree, and the hospital examination showed that my spine was damaged, my lower body was paralyzed, and I lost my fertility.

After being paralyzed, the family inheritance was deprived and the woman he loved was married, and he felt hopeless, so he ...... I want to experience the feeling of flying one last time.

So I jumped.

……

While waiting for dinner, Jiang Qingyun was a little respectful, and roughly told his life experience in front of Li Xuan.

He also has an excellent mentality, and he walked before the ghost gate, but he was much more open-minded.

Regardless of whether it is superior or inferior, try it first, and then say, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

Jiang Qingyun?

Li Xuan looked at him, and faintly felt that this name was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard of it before, as for Gu Xiaoai next to him, his eyes were a little stunned, probably falling into some kind of memory.

"You know?"

Li Xuan asked.

Gu Xiaoai came back to her senses and said with a smile: "I know, you forgot, when we were in college, there was no Weibo, no circle of friends, this is the first god in Xici Hutong, showing sports cars, villas, traveling, Hong Kong sister's boyfriend, Wang Xiaocong in the Bronze Age of the Internet......"

After saying a lot of titles, Gu Xiaoai looked at Jiang Qingyun with a smile and teased: "Great God, my first sister swore that you would not marry." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyun was a little surprised.

Those youthful and frivolous things make me feel a little blush when I think about it now.

"Oh, it's you. ”

Li Xuan also thought about it, and his eyes looked a little strange.

When he was a student, this super-rich second generation, in the eyes of all boys, was probably the kind of person who was so angry that he wanted to replace him.

I didn't expect ...... Now it's like this.

"Do you want to ask me to treat your leg?" Li Xuan asked lightly.

Jiang Qingyun nodded and asked softly, "Can it be cured?"

After experiencing so many things, he is also indifferent, of course it is best to be able to treat, if it can't be treated, then forget it, when the mentality collapses again, just jump again.

"Yes, yes. But ......"

"But what?"

Jiang Qingyun said hurriedly, when he heard the affirmative answer, he felt that his heartbeat that had been silent for a long time was much faster, no less than the pleasure of the first wingsuit flight.

"In view of the psychological shadow that your student days have cast on us, I have decided to ...... Kill you hard. ”