If you look up, you can see the blue sky, the white clouds, the sun can bask for an hour or two at noon, there are people to live and shelter, and there are people to chat with you every day...... Such a day should be envied by many people.

But if you look up and can only see the sky and clouds, no matter how hot it is at noon, you will be half burned by the sun, you will eat and live with your own excrement, you must tilt your head to talk to people, and your neck will be as uncomfortable as a stiff neck every day...... Not many people like this kind of day.

Yu Ye is living such a day now, he has been living here for a week, probably because Yu Ye wants to stay here for the rest of his life, and he feels guilty in his heart, Ma Liang gave Yu Ye a gift, it is an extra wooden barrel at the bottom of the well, that is, Yu Ye's commode, although it will take two or three days to be brought up to clean it once, although there will still be a smell in the well before cleaning, but Yu Ye will at least not be drowned by his own excrement.

The food has also improved a lot, there are rice, vegetables, meat and wine, although the taste is not very good, but it is much better than steamed buns.

The living conditions have become excellent, but Yu Ye is getting more and more haggard, his eyes are red, his hair is messy like a bird's nest, his clothes have become dirty and torn, Ma Liang often finds that the rice particles sent down are not moving, probably because he is too thirsty, so the water in the towel will be drunk, but it is still far from enough, Yu Ye's lips have been cracked for a long time, his throat is getting more and more hoarse, and occasionally he will tear his lips open and bleed when he speaks.

"This is not the life I want...... I know that you don't want to kill me because of guilt, for fear that you will have a heart barrier in the future. I don't blame you...... Really, I just want to kill myself with a knife, blunt or fast...... Give me a knife. Yu Ye seemed to be unable to lean against the wall of the well. Every time Ma Liang came to see him, he was lying on the ground on all fours, repeating such words weakly.

On the contrary, Ma Liang's words became less and less, and many times he just lay on the side of the well and looked at Yu Ye blankly, Yu Ye should not be the first person he killed, but the first person he killed. As Yu Ye guessed, if he killed Yu Ye, that kind of guilt would linger in his brain for a lifetime. It may be possible to use "Silence Mahayana" to overcome this obstacle, but when the black pill is broken, the part of the realm of the crossed mental barrier will quickly fall, and it will never be able to truly break through.

This is the most serious form of heart disorder. Because Yu Ye is already dead. There was no chance of recovery, so Ma Liang would never kill Yu Ye, but he had been a little upset by Yu Ye's miserable appearance - this was also to blame on him.

Yu Ye said that he would no longer blame him and made a suicide request, which sounded like gibberish, and it was indeed gibberish to Ma Liang.

"Isn't it nice to be alive? Maybe you'll find a chance to escape in the future. Ma Liang frowned and looked at the man lying on the ground in a large shape at the bottom of the well.

His voice was small, like an inquiry, more like he was talking to himself. It's just that the well, which is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, is like the most primitive megaphone, sending his words to Yu Ye's ears.

"Alive?" Yu Ye's slightly squinted eyes opened suddenly. Mocking the top and yelling, "Why do you want to live like this? If it were you, would you rather be a short-lived but flying-friendly green waist, or would you rather be a long-lived king in a cage? ”

Ma Liang didn't speak, he tried to convince himself by not knowing what a green waist was, but unfortunately, the appearance of the green waist was very clearly visible in his mind, this is Xiaolong Village, a child who grew up in a village, how could he not know a green waist?

The back of the green waist is red, very similar to Yu Ye's mouth at this time, the roar just now made his mouth crack more than ten times, and the blood stained his lips extremely dazzling, part of it flowed into his mouth, and the other part flowed along the corners of his mouth to both sides, and Yu Ye didn't even bother to wipe it, the thick blood flowed a few drops in his ear, and then it dried, because of the severe lack of water, his blood had already been concentrated and very viscous.

"It's too painful to die of hunger and thirst...... Give me a knife...... Give me a good ......" After roaring, Yu Ye looked very tired, closed his eyes, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito's chirping.

Shen Jing also Yu Ye's voice was faithfully transmitted, Ma Liang sighed slightly, and the two fists placed at the mouth of the well were clenched tightly.

Usually when it was like this, he would immediately walk away, but today was different, he lay on his stomach at the wellhead for a long time, looked at Yu Ye for a long time, and then sighed again, turned around and left, and when he turned around, his elbow accidentally hit an object into the wellhead.

It was a black strip, one tip and one round, like a pen with a cap on the tail, and after the thing fell, the tip was pointed down, aiming at Yu Ye's head, and it was nailed into his head.

Yu Ye's closed eyes opened suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and he tilted his head to avoid it, but because of the bitter meat plan that had been implemented for a week, his reaction was still a step slower after all.

Of course he doesn't really want to commit suicide, Yu Ye is not a brave fighter, he is a tenacious survivor, what a survivor is best at is turning over in adversity, how can he have desperate thoughts of suicide? It's so miserable and decadent, it's just a matter of getting a tool.

The tool came, but Yu Ye didn't expect it to come in this way, something like a pen and an awl went straight to the door of his head, and he didn't have the strength to hide.

This "pen" looks very heavy, and it falls quickly, but fortunately, a "miracle" happened, and when it was still two meters away from Yu Ye's head, the "pen" deflected like a space shuttle, and finally inserted it into the left side of Yu Ye's head.

This is indeed a miracle, a miracle from the "immortals", the immortals are naturally Ma Liang, this pen is his flying sword, maybe he wants Yu Ye to die really "valuable", he didn't go to the kitchen to find a knife at random, but threw down his flying sword.

There wasn't too much water in his body that could turn into beads of sweat, and Yu Ye's heart was so shocked by this that his heart beat wildly, pounding on his eardrums.

"I want to eat...... Water...... I need strength. Ma Liang had not gone far when he heard a cry from the well, and he paused slightly, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Suicide requires courage and strength, otherwise it is masochism, Ma Liang admired Yu Ye's courage, so he threw his flying sword down, and it was more convenient to take it back.

Yu Ye was still lying down and didn't move, he just turned his head to look at the flying sword inserted next to him, and couldn't help laughing.

This sword is too much like a pen, Ma Liang really has a pen, and I don't know how shocked Ma Liang was when he was joking in the inn, maybe it was because of Yu Ye's joke that he finally used the bald side of this "pen" to stun Yu Ye.

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Gnawing on the chicken legs, the blood stains at the corners of his mouth were soon covered with thick oil, and the big basket in front of him was full of food and cotton cloth folded very highly, some of which were full of wine, and some of which were sweet water, for Yu Ye, who had endured it for several days, any water at this time was extremely sweet.

The pen was still on the ground, Yu Ye didn't even touch it, he knew that when he touched the pen, Ma Liang would definitely feel it, so he would never touch it until the last moment.

Ma Liang obviously didn't tell others about his "lending" of the flying sword to Yu Ye, so the roast chicken, those pieces of sauced beef and big steamed buns were still hung down in the willow branch basket, and the wine and water were still towels, not replaced with more convenient drinking containers, Yu Ye didn't care so much, he ate quickly, but chewed very carefully, so that it was easier to absorb and digest, and it allowed him to recover his strength as soon as possible.

After eating, he lay back on the ground, looked up at the blue sky, and waited quietly.

Sure enough, not long after the basket was put away, Ma Liang's head poked out again.

"Thank you, I'll have the strength to have another meal in the evening, lend me your flying sword for one night, and you won't see it tomorrow...... No, I won't see you anymore. Yu Ye said to Ma Liang with a smile.

Ma Liang didn't speak, nodded and left, Yu Ye wanted to borrow the flying sword for a night, he didn't have too much worry about it, as long as Yu Ye picked up the flying sword, he could feel that no matter whether Yu Ye was used to dig the ground or dig the wall, it was impossible for him to escape from the well before he reacted.

This is a more feasible plan that Ma Liang came up with, first, it is easy to take back, and he can use his divine sense to make the flying sword fly back into his hand; The second is the compensation made for Ye, for a cultivator, it is far better to die under a flying sword than to die under a kitchen knife; The third is just in case, Yu Ye can't hide it from him no matter what he wants to do.

The dinner was more sumptuous, with chicken, beef, tofu, vegetables and steamed buns, probably to give Yu Ye some courage, the cotton cloth was folded higher, and all he sucked was wine.

After dark, the manhole cover was covered as usual, and Ma Liang sat by the well, never waiting for Yu Ye to pick up his flying sword, and was a little dissatisfied in his heart, thinking that if Yu Ye didn't do it this night, he would take the flying sword back tomorrow, so as not to worry all the time.

At three o'clock in the morning, a bright light suddenly appeared in the dark well, Yu Ye covered his eyes and shook the remaining fire folds from his cigarette, and then opened his eyes after getting used to it, sat down in front of Ma Liang's flying sword, and stretched out his right hand to the flying sword.

His hand paused in front of the flying sword, Yu Ye took a few deep breaths, grasped the flying sword with lightning in his right hand, and used all his strength to perform the Heavenly Vortex Gong.

There is only one flying sword, and the connection between it and the cultivator is closer than anything else in the world, this is like a small life, except that the body is not flesh and blood, but true qi.

Ma Liang sat up from the bed violently, and he woke up at the same time as Yu Ye held the flying sword, a little nervous, because Yu Ye finally mustered up the courage to make a move.

Immediately afterward, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and lay back on the bed, only this time instead of falling asleep, he fell into a coma.

…… (To be continued......)