The sky is dark, like the old man in the twilight, who knows that life is passing, but there is nothing he can do about it, he can only watch his lamp gradually run out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Old Man Zhang is the old man, this old man looks at the sky calmly, as if he is calmly looking at the place where he wants to be.

He lay on the ground and didn't want to move for half a minute, and he couldn't move half a minute, the only thing he could move was his dim eyes, which were now gradually starting to blur.

In his blurred vision, an oil-paper umbrella appeared in his eyes, blocking his vision.

There was a hint of a smile on his calm face, and he smiled very reluctantly, and he could see that he was smiling happily.

He said weakly, "You're here." ”

The man in the navy blue robe looked down at him: "Yes, I'm here." The man paused, then said, "I'll come to see you one last time." ”

Old man Zhang smiled even better: "It seems that God treats me well, and it is also fortunate to be able to see an old friend when I leave." ”

The man in the navy blue robe looked at Old Man Zhang's weak appearance, frowned, leaned down and nodded on his body a few times, reminding, "Don't talk." ”

Old man Zhang shook his head: "It's useless, I know best what I look like now, don't waste your physical strength." ”

He stared at the man: "There used to be three of us, but now you and I are left, if I am also gone, I hope you will not be too sad." ”

The man said, "No, I'm not going to be sad. ”

Old man Zhang said: "Yes, I know that you won't be sad, but I'm still saying such things." But you have to remember me. ”

The man: "No. ”

Old man Zhang's eyes were black, he couldn't see anything clearly, he felt dizzy, he closed his eyes, he didn't want to open them again, as if he said to himself: "I didn't expect you to be so ruthless, in fact, I still miss you." ”

He felt that he was fluttering, as if he was about to fly, and knowing that it was almost time, he said: "Old friend, this time I am really leaving, I really want to leave you alone." After speaking, there was no sound, and the whole person closed his eyes calmly, as if he was sleeping quietly, but everyone knew that his deep sleep this time was estimated to be a long time, so long that there was no time limit.

The man held the umbrella, watched the old man Zhang fall asleep, stood still for a long time, slowly put away the umbrella, and said, "I will not forget you, every year today, I will send you a jar of good wine." ”

His toes hooked slightly, and Old Man Zhang took advantage of his strength to rise up, and it landed on his shoulder. The man who was carrying the old man turned around and walked back.

Xiang Niang knelt on the ground with Qingniu in her arms, Qingniu was unconscious, and her face was pale and terrible. Looking back behind him, there was a long, long road that left pools of blood that had dimmed.

The arrow was very accurate and heavy, but the green cow didn't want her to see it.

Naturally, she saw everything, but all she could do was cover the cheeks of the green cow.

Her tears had dried up, her face still stained with tears, and her heart was so mixed that she couldn't think of anything to say except to be a fool.

She held him, and he lay in her arms.

The man in the navy blue robe passed by them, stopped involuntarily, and sighed: "Pity the lover." ”

Hooked the green cow with his left hand, put the green cow on his left shoulder, and said softly to the confused, wooden eyes: "Follow me." ”

He wasn't such a soft-hearted person, and he told himself in his heart: he just couldn't bear his eight needles.

Those eight needles were his Liu Qingyun's things.

After their figures disappeared into the streets, the place at Caishikou really quieted down, there was no fighting, no whistling, everything suddenly became very quiet, as if nothing had happened, but nothing could be erased, just like the dead people lying on the ground.

Maybe you can hear the sound of the wind, it is not a big wind, you can only hear it when it is very quiet and quiet, but with the faint sound of the wind, the bottom of the people's hearts is becoming more and more lonely, and there seems to be an emotion spreading, which has nothing to do with life and death, and makes people wonder through it and know it in their hearts.

Zhao Tiandi has such a feeling, Wu Hunt has such a feeling, Li Hanbai has such a feeling, and San'er has such a feeling.

Faintly, the sound of a flute could be heard in the distance, who was playing the flute there.

The sound of the flute is crisp, like a yellow bird singing on the branches. But the sound of the flute tended tactfully, hoarse one by one, and more hoarse than the other, as if deliberately to set off the sad mood at this moment.

The sound of the flute not only penetrates into people's ears, but also penetrates people's eardrums, penetrates people's skin, penetrates people's hearts, livers, spleens and lungs, and penetrates into people's brains.

The flute was a girl, a young girl with long hair fluttering. The girl's face was full of loneliness and loneliness, her eyes were faint, and there was a kind of melancholy flowing through, a kind of melancholy that did not fit her age. That's the kind of eyes that can only be seen by a lot of people who have experienced a lot of things. An old man doesn't have so much experience, has this girl experienced it?

Many people suddenly felt a little sad and lamented the ups and downs of this girl's fate. With such an experience, how can her life not be bumpy?

San'er saw this girl in a trance, hazy, couldn't see clearly, and saw very clearly, the close seemed to be in front of him, and the far seemed to be on the edge of the sky.

He reached out to grab her shadow, but he felt a cloud of air, and he was about to cry out in a hurry, when a pair of hands blocked his ears. Suddenly, San'er had regained his clarity, and inexplicably saw his boss standing beside him.

San'er was surprised: "Boss, you." ”

The boss's eyes were fixed, his eyes looked into the distance, surprisingly serious and solemn.

Magic music, magical music, as the name suggests, people who hear this kind of music will have all kinds of hallucinations, and those who fall into it can ******** or break their hearts. The deeper the emotion is revealed, it can only mean that a person is stuck deeper until he can't extricate himself.

When the voice first started, Wu Hunt had already tensed his muscles, and when the secret channel was not good, he had already lost his sense of hearing. Suddenly, his little apprentice's eyes were dull and his face was stupid, obviously suffering from this "sound poison".

Wu Hunt sucked in, and shouted violently in the ears of the little apprentice: "Chirp." ”

The little apprentice was startled, and felt that his eardrum was swollen, and his head was a little chaotic, and he really couldn't wake up anymore. Then I heard the master say, "Shut your ears." Hurriedly cut off his hearing, and he already knew that there was something wrong with him.

From left to right, except for Li Hanbai and a few others, the others were all confused, as if they had fallen into an illusion.

He was stunned and asked: What happened?

I also followed the master and followed his gaze to love you.

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