"Liu Mingfan. ”

Someone is calling, on the shore of nowhere.

"Who are you?" Liu Mingfan looked at the blur in front of him, and he didn't know if he asked this sentence himself, or if he asked this sentence in his dream.

"My name is Flowing Wind. ”

"Liufeng?" Liu Mingfan secretly scolded himself that this name was really strange, and then asked Xiang Liufeng again: "Do you know me?"

Liu Mingfan knew very well that Liang Mo and Gongsun Yu must have something to hide from him, but both of them were his elders, and he would never be able to question them. From this point of view, you can only go to other people who may know you.

"I've known each other for quite a few days. Liufeng looked at the current Liu Mingfan and couldn't laugh a little, the current Liu Mingfan is not as reckless as before, but he is also less energetic.

Enthusiasm and composure can often only choose one or the other, just as impulsiveness and indecision can only suffer from one or the other.

"I, who is it?" Liu Mingfan thought for a long time and worded for a long time, but found that he only had these three words in his mind.

"Who do you think you are?"

Liufeng looked at Liu Mingfan quietly, and he didn't know what kind of emotions were hidden in his eyebrows, but they seemed to be much softer than before.

"I, I don't know. ”

In the past few days, Liu Mingfan has searched his memories dozens of times from beginning to end, and he hopes to find out some of his memories from them, or even just proof of his existence!

But he failed.

Except for the dream, his memory was completely stuck in those days, and there was nothing before that, not even a few sporadic words.

It's as if he never came.

"Do you want to know?" Liu Feng spoke again, still looking at Liu Mingfan, still as deep.

From the first time Liu Mingfan saw him, the white-robed man in front of him gave him a deep and distant feeling, and the sadness in his eyes could be traced back thousands of years.

"Yes. Liu Mingfan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

I don't know if it's because I'm too nervous, Liu Mingfan always feels that his throat is very dry.

"Then you answer me a question first," Liufeng didn't answer Liu Mingfan directly, "There is a group of children playing near two railroad tracks, one is still in use and one is out of use, only one child chooses to play on the deactivated rails, and the other children are all playing on the rails in use.

That's when the train arrives, and you're standing by the switcher of the tracks. It's impossible to stop the train, but you can turn the train to the deactivated tracks and you can save most of the kids.

However, that also means that the lonely kid who played on the deactivated railroad tracks will be sacrificed. What are you going to do? Do you sit idly by, or do you kill that child?"

A very old-fashioned question, but it successfully asked Liu Mingfan.

"What are you hesitating about?" asked him again, not giving him a chance to breathe. "Who are you going to kill? Tell me who you're going to kill?"

"No need to answer, your hesitation gives me the answer. "Close your eyes and don't turn away.

"I'm not going to shoot. ”

Liu Mingfan woke up from his dream.

He suddenly remembered too much.

The moon still hangs outside the window, and dim street lamps spread all over the mountain town.

He knew something, but he didn't know whether to say it or to whom. And now he knows a more important news: Liu Feixuan's death is a game laid out above.

In this world, Liu Mingfan doesn't know who to believe.

"Buzz. The sound of vibration scared away the tranquility and woke Liu Mingfan up. Liu Mingfan walked to the bed, took out his mobile phone from the bedside, and glanced at it.

Oh, push ads.

On nights like this, it seems that there are only push ads.

Liu Mingfan suddenly caught a glimpse of the software in the corner, he had never used it before because he couldn't remember the password, but now after the memory was restored, he knew its use.

"If it's not separation, how can you taste missing. ”

"I don't tell you I like you, it's because I'm going to keep this land for you. ”

"It doesn't matter if you like Ah Wei, it doesn't affect that I like you, and it doesn't affect my blessing to you. ”

"If I make it back alive, I'll tell you I miss you. ”

In the last sentence, when Liu Mingfan wrote it, he was fantasizing, if he could return with honor, he would hug the beauty and daydream.

Now, didn't I come back alive?

"Good night. He found "Qianlan" in the contact and simply typed two words.

"Good night. ”

seconds back.

Liu Mingfan glanced at the time and was stunned.

1:08 a.m.

"Why don't you sleep yet. After confirming the time twice, Liu Mingfan typed a few short words into the chat box.

"Can't sleep. ”

It's still a second back.

"Why can't I sleep again, didn't I tell you, girls will become ugly when they go to bed late, and they won't be so good-looking when the time comes. ”

"So what?" just five words, but Liu Mingfan felt Qianlan's impatience.

"Well, go to bed early, good night. ”

"Hmm. ”

Liu Mingfan put down his phone and was stupid. He and Qianlan have known each other for almost two years, and he has the impression that Qianlan has always been a very gentle and polite girl. It was the first time he had tasted such coldness as today.

This was something he didn't expect.

He looked at the glowing avatar, but didn't dare to click on it.

The night outside the window is still very cold, and the moon is also alone.

Suddenly I felt a little sad.

Liu Mingfan put the phone back on the table and twisted the quilt.

I won't dream like that anymore.

The next day, Sunday.

Yang Han greeted Liu Mingfan before he left yesterday, and he had to go out with Liang Mo today, so he couldn't make an appointment with him. Liu Mingfan is not a troublesome person, since Yang Han has said so, he is naturally not good at causing trouble to others.

It turned out that he really liked to practice swords.

Liu Mingfan made a special trip to buy a book, which was quite thick, with more than 100 pages.

Page 1, Top Case: Confession as a Dead Man.

"Liu Mingfan, who lives in Yueyang, Hunan, is inherited from the Liujia family in Hebei. He was buried in Korla, Xinjiang, at the age of 18. ”

The first paragraph, the end.

"The family motto of the Liu family: first, we should take the avenue of heaven and earth as the main way, and we should take the righteousness of the human race as benevolence and righteousness; second, the hearts of those who are not of our race must be different, and they must not intersect with the immortals and demons without authorization; third, the demon hunting is a lineage, it should be righteous, and if anyone dares to stop it, there will be no forgiveness; fourth, the brothers and clans are all siblings, and they must not harm the harmony of the clan for their own selfish interests; fifth, the position of the patriarch must be handed over to the long house, and ...... must not be usurped."

Three hundred words are sprinkled with enthusiasm, and thirteen family rules are written.

"Father Liu Feixuan once said: All things in heaven and earth are living beings, no matter what their race is, there is a distinction between good and evil, virtuous arguments, and you must not recognize the length of heaven and earth for the sake of people, you must not underestimate thousands of living beings for the sake of people, and you must not lose the way of being a human being. ”

It's just a hundred words, writing all the things in the world.

"I am fortunate to have a brother, inheriting my father and son, but in fact, I am a relative, Su Wei. Su Wei and I are far more than ordinary brothers, living and dying together in tribulation, far better than ordinary brothers. If there is a day, it can only be me who will die, and he who will live. ”

Life and death are simple and clear.

"In the year of Gengchen, Liu Mingfan was born in the Liu family in Hebei Province, and was included in the ancestral hall of the Liu family, which has to be a thirty-seven generations of long houses. When he was less than a year old, he went to Yueyang with his father and settled down. Subsequently, the elder is until the spring and winter of June. At the age of six, he planted evil fruits. ”

If it weren't for this soul reorganization, Liu Mingfan would never have known what happened back then.

At that time, Liu Mingfan was only a six-year-old child, and he went to and from school like all children every day, leaving early and returning late. He and Su Wei would still be happy because of a popsicle at that time, and they would also be happy when they heard Coke.

Even his father has been kind for six years.

Then that day, Liu Feixuan, a good old man in the eyes of everyone, carried a long knife and killed an entire street.

On that day, Liu Feixuan personally went to the school to pick up Liu Mingfan and Su Wei, one on the left and one on the left, and walked with them.

On that day, the usually deserted streets were suddenly filled with people, tall, short, fat and thin, of all kinds.

On that day, the owner of the bun shop, who was originally very kind, suddenly pinched a short knife in his hand, and his eyes were fierce that Liu Mingfan had never seen.

On that day, Aunt Wang's family, who had been living downstairs in Liu Mingfan's house, were blocked at the corner of the street, holding a military thorn with a handle in their hands, and their eyes were cold.

On that day, everyone became what Liu Mingfan didn't know.