The whistle sounded again, tactfully and lowly, as if there was a lot of unspeakable sorrow, and there seemed to be indescribable helplessness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the sound of the whistle, a layer of misery appeared on the faces of the robbers, and the blood on their faces almost subsided, and were replaced by a layer of pale, tearful eyes, and they looked deeply at their companions who were lying on the ground, struggling, whispering, and enduring pain and torment. That look seemed to contain many words—unspeakable words, and a lot of unspeakable parting, unspeakable unwillingness.

Surrounding Du Rukang's strong and fierce struggle, he made a fierce move. When Du Rukang saw such a move, he could only roll backwards and to the other side, and when he bounced off the ground, the robbers had already retreated. The same is true for Li Antong's side, but Li Antong did not dodge, but struggled to meet it, a spear, as if turning into a long dragon.

Seeing Li Antong's move, the beard suddenly shouted, and struggled to see Li Antong's spear attacking, and with a bang, the silver spear with the beard flew out of his hand, and with another sound, the silver spear was nailed straight away. The bearded body was also shaking, and finally stopped, and with a whoop, a blood flower spurted out, and he fell on his back.

The robbers were just about to turn around and save them, when the desolate whistle sounded again, and their moving bodies unconsciously slowed down; And when he saw the gaze of the bearded man lying on the ground, a tear welled up in the eyes of the people. Tears instantly wet the eyes, moisten the cheeks, and drop the tears, falling heavily at the feet. After only a few sighs, a group of robbers had already gathered in front of Li Miao.

Li Muqi had already jumped to Li Antong's side, looked at Li Antong's gaze, and shook his head slightly.

The whistle suddenly changed into a song, a desolate song, accompanied by a cold night breeze, and the sound reached everyone's heart. Such a low singing voice crossed and caressed everyone's heart, evoking a ripple and stirring up a wave of light waves. Before I knew it, tears had wet the corners of everyone's eyes. It's unbearable to listen to anymore, and it's hard to listen.

The robber who fell to the ground also endured the pain and whispered softly, and the voice sounded more miserable and sad.

The night breeze tightened even tighter, as if it was affected by the singing, and it was even colder; The voice seemed to come from a distant place of sorrow, mixed with countless grievances.

The figures of Li Miao and the robbers had disappeared into the night, and only the low singing voice still lingered in the wind. Coming from the endless darkness, staying here.

The night wind finally carried away the last few wisps of singing and carried away the unknown darkness, which was terrible darkness. I don't know how many demons and ghosts lurk in it, and their cold eyes are always staring at the world.

Li Antong didn't chase after him, he knew that Li Muqi didn't want him to chase after him, he knew that Li Muqi had the intention to let them go, he didn't want to see their lives stay here, there were enough lives left in this place. It's enough, you don't have to add more.

The sentence that Li Muqi exhaled loudly, "Defeat and don't chase", was not for Li Antong or Du Rukang, but for a group of officials. Li Muqi didn't want to use this reason to deceive the people present, but to find a reason to block everyone's inquiries, so that they didn't want to mention this matter again, and they didn't make excuses or reasons to make things difficult.

Maybe everyone present knows Li Muqi's intentions, but can anyone say that Li Muqi's words are wrong, whether Li Muqi is sincere, or does he mean it? No one wants to be like this, only a fool will, but how can a fool understand the deep meaning of Li Muqi's words.

Li Muqi's words were not actually for the yacha, but for the smart people. Fools, why do they need such words, how much can they understand, how much can they understand, how much do they know? It's just a waste of lips and tongues, and it's a waste of effort.

But there are many people in the world who like to reason with fools. In fact, what is the difference between those people and fools?

The fire rose with the wind, and the flames on the roof rose a little higher, almost burning the sky red. The scorching breath is approaching, and you can feel the scorching air flow even a foot away from the front of the building.

Luo Qiuhe was busy taking care of the sick, while Du Rukang, Yacha, and the hungry people who had recovered their strength were fighting the fire.

The fire gradually came under control, and it no longer skyrocketed slightly.

"Doctor," a yacha looked at Luo Qiuhe, his eyes flashed with anticipation, and his face was full of dissatisfaction, "a robber, what's the use of saving him?" Why not save your efforts and save people like us. ”

Luo Qiuhe raised his eyes, glanced at Yacha, and snorted coldly. He lowered his head again. said coldly: "In the eyes of the old man, there are only two kinds of people? ”

"Which two?"

"One is the dead, the other is the living." Luo Qiuhe said coldly, "What's the difference between you and him?" ”

"I..." Yacha thought for a long time and said, "I'm a soldier, he's a thief." ”

"The same murder with weapons, the same unreasonable people, the same brutal people, you are just like him."

"How can I be the same as him," Yacha said with some unconvinced "I am defending my family and the people, but what about him?" What is he doing? ”

"Defend the family and the people?" When Luo Qiuhe heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "If people like you can be regarded as people who protect the family and defend the people, I am afraid that the country will die and the people will die." ”

"If a person like me is not a protector of the family and the people, then what is the protection of the family and the people?" A trace of anger appeared on the face of the yacha, and he said hatefully, "We are like this, but you tell us what we are?" Why did the country die and the people die? ”

"The so-called defenders of the homeland and the country: selfless in their hearts, in their hearts for the country, and in their hearts for all the people," the muscles on the surface of the Luoqiu River beat slightly, and a trace of red tide slowly emerged, "In their hearts, there is only one kind of people." There is only one kind - neither high nor low, nor race. ”

"But there will always be good and evil."

"Good, evil," Luo Qiuhe smiled lightly, "what is good and what is evil?" What is good and what is evil? Can you tell the difference? ”

"We are good, and they are evil." With a very surprised look, Yacha looked at Luo Qiuhe Road, "Don't you even understand such a simple truth?" ”

"Your goodness, like their evil, is all superficial," Luo Qiuhe said coldly, "and the superficial kung fu is the most false and the easiest to deceive." It seems that people always like to look at the surface of a person and ignore his true heart. He sighed softly and continued, "If they are evil, they will only hurt one of them, and hurt themselves; If people like you are evil, tens of thousands of people will be harmed. ”

"How can we be evil?"

"You guys?" Luo Qiuhe said coldly, "You will always disguise a layer of hypocritical charity on your own evil, but in fact, it is even more evil. ”

"Really?" Yacha asked in a low voice. He was asking Luo Qiuhe, and he was also asking himself, but at this moment, he didn't know the answer. Maybe he knew, but he just didn't want to admit it.

Who will admit their mistakes?

"The decoction can only save people's flesh and skin, but it can't save people's hearts," Luo Qiuhe said in a low voice, and said it to himself, to the robbers beside him, and to the yacha. "Life is inevitably wrong, if you know your mistakes and correct them, the future is still bright; If you don't change your mistakes, your life will fall into darkness forever. One day you will regret it. ”

"Is there still a chance for someone like me?" The robber endured the pain from his body and said, "Do I still have a future?" ”

"Yes, no matter what kind of person he is, as long as he wants to, he has a chance." "This is a power given to him by God, and no one has the right to take it away." Just like human life, no one can take it away. ”

The robber laughed. I laughed very happily and was very satisfied. In his heart, hope was ignited - hope for the future.

The healer, saving the life and helping the wounded is the inferior; Saving people's bodies and minds is the best.

"Luo Qiuhe's medical skills are really good," Li Antong looked at the few people who had been healed by Luo Qiuhe, and heard the words sent by the wind, and praised, "It's really a miracle doctor." ”

"The decoction is only an aid, and it is actually themselves who can really heal them, the hope in their hearts. If a person still has the desire to survive and hope for the future. If you don't have these things in your heart, even the best decoction can't save them. Li Muqi's eyes flashed and said, "Luo Qiuhe is just a healer, and he can't be said to be a miracle doctor. The heart he has is only the heart that a healer must have—benevolence, tolerance. ”

"Why didn't those people take them with them?" A trace of sadness suddenly flashed in Li Antong's eyes, "Don't they know that if they stay, they will only suffer endless pain?" ”

"They can't take them away, and they don't want to be taken away. They knew that if they were with Li Miao, it would only drag them down; Li Miao also knew that if he took them away, it would only bring them even greater suffering. Li Muqi raised his eyes and looked at the few stars in the sky and said, "Staying is not necessarily the most painful, maybe leaving is the most painful." They must have suffered much more than they did. Have you forgotten that bleak song? This goes to the end of the world, vast and ignorant, if there is companionship, even if death, if there is no companionship, where is the return? ”

"Will they ever see each other?" Li Antong said hoarsely.

"There will come a day, if they want to." Li Muqi looked at Li Antong's face and said in his heart: In his life, he finally has feelings, not only for the people around him. "No matter how vast the world is, as long as you want to see it, you will meet eventually."

"As long as you want to meet, you will see each other eventually." Li Antong whispered these words for a long time. "Could it be that Li Miao and they really won't break their word? Wouldn't it be their way out? ”

"If you want to be trusted by others, you first have to trust them. If you want to be sincere with others, you must first be sincere. No one will be willing to show their sincerity and face a false sincerity. Sincerity is relative, not one person's. Li Muqi said seriously, "If you don't believe them, you are actually doubting yourself and denying yourself." ”