This autumn rain rained for two days and two nights.

Xu Zhefeng almost didn't sleep all night, he listened to the sound of rain until dawn, and then opened the door of the teahouse, sat on the threshold, and began to be in a daze.

He thought a lot about it that night.

There was no moonlight, and Xiaobai didn't run to the roof to play again in the past two nights, only staying in the room to sleep and stroll.

Xu Zhefeng looked at Xiaobai in the corner, thinking to himself that this guy is happy, how can no matter what happens, it will continue its life and will hardly be affected.

Is it because as a monster beast, the feelings are different from those of humans?

Sometimes when you think about it, human emotions are really cumbersome.

"Why do you look at people like that?" Xiaobai was wiping the hair on his body, and at this time, he was uncomfortable by Xu Zhefeng's gaze, and suddenly turned into a human form, and looked at Xu Zhefeng with resentment.

Xu Zhefeng's face turned red, but he couldn't help but secretly glance at Xiaobai's figure.

Somehow, as time goes by, Xiaobai becomes more and more beautiful, and the clothes on his body often change, all of which are more and more blood-pumping temptations, and the brightness makes people more and more unable to take their eyes off it.

Xu Zhefeng caught a glimpse of the dazzling white on Xiaobai's chest, and quickly turned his head, blushing as if he was something.

"Hey, I see you haven't slept well in two days, why are you so worried?" Xiaobai yawned, it was almost dawn, and the time for it to go to bed was approaching.

Xu Zhefeng pretended to be looking at the rain outside the window, and did not look back, his face was hot.

Fortunately, the autumn wind blows rain from time to time, and it is sprinkled on Xu Zhefeng's face bit by bit. Let his heartbeat calm down a little.

"Aren't you worried?" Xu Zhefeng tried his best to calm his voice.

"Worried about what?" Xiaobai looked at the light at the door and looked at his palm, "Guo Pu or Xiaoman?" ”

The light in the room was dim. Obscure.

Heaven and earth are also at such a moment when light and darkness are intertwined, and at such a time, a strange aura will emanate between heaven and earth, making people's minds extremely clear.

Xu Zhefeng remembers that when he was young, when he was beaten half-dead by his father, he would often take advantage of such a time to escape from the house.

Either sit on the roof of Widow Li's house, or climb to the wall in the southwest corner of the village. Then he did nothing, and looked at the eastern sky with an empty mind.

It's a very peculiar feeling to watch the sky gradually change from dark to bright.

Sometimes. Xu Zhefeng felt that the interweaving of light and darkness seemed to be alive, like a wonderful beauty being yarn, and the layers of colors were arranged in a troubled manner. It was diluted by the current. The beauty is breathtaking.

And when the sun comes out, the almost dazzling feeling that jumps out always makes him feel refreshed.

Many times, he would stare at the sun, staring at the dazzling light, until his eyes watered.

He can't cry, he can't cry, only this way. Release the tears.

Many times, tears will flow down with blood. It flowed into the courtyard of Widow Lee's house. Bring out a few screams.

That was all when he was young, although Xu Zhefeng is only a half-grown teenager now.

It's just that now, Xu Zhefeng suddenly feels that he seems to be back to those days. This feeling made him very unhappy.

Growing up in muddy streets, he only recognized some very simple truths. One of them is that once you are unhappy, you must find a way to make yourself happy.

Xu Zhefeng let the rain hit his face and body, and the slightly cool feeling gradually penetrated his whole body and cold into his chest.

Seeing that Xu Zhefeng didn't speak, Xiaobai didn't ask any more, just pursed his lips, leaned lazily to Xu Zhefeng's floor, yawned and said, "You human beings, you are also hypocritical." I'm worried about this, I'm worried about that, as if I'm worried about something. What's the use of just saying 'what to do' and 'not good', but in fact there is no action at all? Speaking of which, we monsters are still more comfortable living, doing what we need to do, and we don't have so many emotions to disturb our brains. ”

"Then Xiaobai, what should I do?" was said by Xiaobai's words, Xu Zhefeng's voice was dim, "I have thought a lot in the past two days, no matter how I think about it, I feel that I am a very useless person." I'm obviously a man, but Guo Pu gave up his life to save me, and I couldn't do anything after that, and I didn't even have the ability to protect Sister Xianglan. Practice...... I don't have any natural abilities, at most I have some abilities in the runes, but it took me so long to reach even the simple meditation, let alone other things?

"A lot of times, I think back to the past. How did I know Xie Xiaoman, how did I bear Guo Pu's personal debt, and," Xu Zhefeng looked down at his palm, "How should I ......repay my life?"

Speaking of this, Xu Zhefeng laughed at himself: "But then again, with my current ability, even if I really give my life to Guo Pu, it won't be able to play a role." After all, I'm just pickled in the mud ditch, useless. ”

Xiao Bai shook his ears, and a trace of dissatisfaction crossed his face: "What did I just say, you humans, usually carry a bunch of useless emotions. Once the whole mind is filled with emotions, nothing can be done, and even the judgment made can be very stupid.

"When I was in the valley, I saw a lot of things. Don't look at me like this, in fact, I have lived in this direct area for many, many years, seen many, many things, and seen many, many people. Xie Xiaoman...... It's not the first person to bring me home, it's just that something has happened to everyone else, subjective, objective, and will eventually send me back.

"Human beings are like that, sometimes they even greet death inexplicably. I have seen the struggle between sects, in order to breathe a sigh, I know that I will die, but I have to hit the muzzle of someone's gun, and I don't know what to do, the so-called battle of will. Either you don't know how to choose, there are two paths in front of you, you know that the left one is beneficial to you, but because of your feelings, you have to choose the right one.

"So, human beings are really stupid creatures, and it is much more difficult to become immortals and gods than monsters like us."

Xu Zhefeng chuckled: "People have seven emotions and six desires, who can control them?" Again...... It's not a good thing to die well. I remember that Xie Xiaoman once said something that I like very much. It's called 'Who's going to die for a hundred years'. Anyway, after all, you are going to die, so why not die to be satisfied. ”

"So, you're stupid." Xiaobai rolled his eyes, just speaking in a tone with a sigh.

Xu Zhefeng stopped talking, he raised his head slightly, looked at the series of raindrops falling from the eaves, looked at the sky that was not clear in the east but was no longer dark, and laughed.

If you really can't get rid of stupidity, then simply continue to be stupid.

Now that you have found a way forward for your life and a way to live towards death, you should keep going.

Death is the direction, and it is refreshing to do so.

He is a person who came out of the mud ditch, he has never read any books in his life, and what he has always pursued is simple and refreshing.

So much for.

Even if the road will be difficult and painful, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the road ahead is death, and everything else is just a requiem-like song of sacrifice.

Xu Zhefeng is such a simple and proud person.

Knowing the way ahead and moving on, this is simple.

Walking and never stopping, that's pride.

Thinking like this, Xu Zhefeng stood up, clenched his fists, and finally mustered up the courage to walk into the rain.

He didn't stay in the rain, although the feeling of the cold rain hitting his body made him feel very comfortable, but in his heart, he already had a stronger purpose, and once it was completed, he would feel truly refreshed.

Xu Zhefeng continued to move forward, and finally knocked on the door of Qingfeng Pavilion.

"I want to enter the sect." Xu Zhefeng said to Chu Qingfeng of the corresponding door.

"Okay." Chu Qingfeng didn't say much, just a word, with a smile on his face, and handed out a waist card in his hand.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, washing the entire Jiankang City, and the bluestone road under your feet is constantly washed.

The gap between the bluestone slabs is very small, but because of the nourishment of the rain and dew, a delicate and delicate weed is extracted.

Weeds are dumped in the wind, crushed by wheels, trampled under people's feet, as if every day and every day will usher in the final death.

But it did not fall down after all, and from spring to summer, from summer to autumn, until it was covered with a withered yellow color, and the weeds stood upright.

It's its pride.

It's also its simplicity.

This is the character of the weeds.

It is also Xu Zhefeng's character.

Xu Zhefeng clenched his waist card, nodded at Chu Qingfeng, and did not thank him.

The rain spread, and a ray of light poured down from the eastern sky.

It was a straight, straight light, which seemed a little abrupt in the fog and rain of the early morning.

Xu Zhefeng raised his head and looked at the light, and there was a flame beating in his dark eyes.

Outside Jiankang City, on the red cliff next to the Yangtze River, Xie Xiaoman also saw this light, so she felt the warmth and chuckled.

The light sprinkled on her body, gilding her with a faint glow, which looked like a silhouette in a shadow puppet play.

Huan Wen wanted to step forward, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but stop, and a faint ripple was set off in his heart.

Farther away, Xue Zicheng saw the appearance of the two of them, his eyes were slightly cold.

Xue Zicheng covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed twice, and a sickly flush appeared on his pale face.

"Doesn't it look like a good match?"

Xia Hua didn't know when she appeared behind Xue Zicheng, born like a summer flower, and her voice was like a summer flower.

Xue Zicheng glanced at her indifferently and did not speak.

A hint of defensiveness floated in the air. (To be continued......)