Chapter Thirty-Four: The West Wind Rises at the Immortal Cliff

In addition to taking care of the affairs of the gang every day, Yi Shuihan also took the time to make a promise. When Yi Shuihan killed the black dog, he promised him to bury him with the big black dog, and of course his "black dog" Miao knife by the way.

However, these days, there have been a lot of big and small things, which has made Yi Shuihan lack skills, and these are all affairs related to the Heavenly Emperor Society, Yi Shuihan naturally arranged everything one by one, thus delaying the original promise for a while.

Although Yi Shuihan has always been a character who does what he says, he will not delay the gang he has worked so hard to run for a promise.

Moreover, the Heavenly Emperor Society is in the early days of its establishment, and any slight mistake may be infinitely magnified in the future, just like the butterfly effect, which will eventually burst out with earth-shattering power at a certain node, so he can't and won't do it at any cost for a promise, at least not in the most critical period of the Heavenly Emperor Society.

In the final analysis, Yi Shuihan's seemingly amorous underneath is actually a faint and ruthless. Amorous people are the most ruthless, and this sentence is probably true.

Black Dog's hometown is not far from Hedong, and it only takes four or five hours by car, and one of Black Dog's original subordinates took Yi Shuihan to his remote rural hometown. To this day, it is still poor and backward, and there is hardly any hint of modern society.

Growing up in this kind of place and having a drunkard father who beats and scolds him all day long, it is naturally not difficult to understand why the black dog always flashes with a tenacity and paranoia, as well as the indifference under the amorous affection that is very similar to Yi Shuihan. It's just that Yi Shuihan's amorous coldness is probably innate, and the black dog's is mostly acquired.

However, the two of them estimated that they belonged to the same type of people in the final analysis, which was one of the reasons why Yi Shuihan would agree to bury him with his big black dog.

Some people are destined to be lonely in this life, it is difficult to find a confidant, and there will be one less when they go, and no matter how smart others are, they will not be able to feel the loneliness in their hearts no matter what, and only the same kind of people can know each other's state of mind.

The black dog had no relatives in the village, and his drunkard father had fallen to his death the year after he left, and the black dog knew about it, but he did not come back and did not cry.

He just locked himself in silence and drank five bottles of two-pot head with a high number of heights, and then fell unconscious. He lay in bed for three days before he gradually recovered. After waking up, the black dog began his hard work in Hedong as usual.

It's just that after this, the black dog, who didn't drink at all, began to drink, he preferred Erguotou, and every time he was not drunk or happy, this habit continued until the day of his life.

As for his alcoholic father, he was hastily buried by a few villagers who had a little conscience, and he didn't even have a coffin.

Of course, this is not to blame the people in the village for being ruthless, the life of that family was not good in those years, and it was already benevolent and righteous to dig a pit and bury him, and it was considered to be in the ground. And this is still secretly done by a few young and strong men in the village, if the spicy aunt at home knows that she can't even greet the family and runs to take care of other people's affairs, maybe these men will have to make these men can't go to the same kang with his mother-in-law for several days.

Yi Shuihan came to the village, followed the guidance of a kind old man who was enjoying the shade of a tree, and came to the fairy cliff where the big black dog was buried. People in the village say that this immortal cliff was changed by immortals, and you can go to the fairy world by jumping down.

Although the villagers spoke more truthfully and vividly than one another, they swore as if they had seen an immortal become this bottomless immortal cliff after reciting a few obscure mantras in front of them, but after all, I haven't seen anyone really jump down for so many years.

Most of them feel that the fireworks in the world are more heartwarming than the clouds and fog in the sky, even if this son of a bitch's life has tortured them out of shape.

The grave of the big black dog stands at the head of the fairy cliff, only less than two meters away from the unfathomable cliff, and the black dog buried the big black dog as close to the cliff as possible, just to make it easier for those passing immortals to see this docile big black dog, so that it has the opportunity to become a mighty and domineering dog like the roaring dog.

Yi Shuihan dug a two-foot square pit next to the grave of the big black dog with a pouting head prepared in advance, and the little brother who was originally following Yi Shuihan wanted to take over the pouting to help Yi Shuihan dig, but was rejected by Yi Shuihan with a wave of his hand, and the little brother who followed Yi Shuihan had to give up, and watched the boss who responded to the call on weekdays with both hands to pout the grave of his former boss little by little.

After digging the pit, Yi Shuihan put the black dog's urn in, along with the inseparable "black dog" Miao knife that he had before his death. The black dog once said that if Yi Shuihan looked up to his "black dog", he would give him the "black dog", the "black dog" is a good knife, but Yi Shuihan doesn't want it.

After building the tomb of the black dog little by little, Yi Shuihan took out a bottle of Erguotou and poured it in front of the tombstone of the black dog, while he himself took out a bottle of Xifeng wine from the Northwest Plateau from his waist bag.

After taking a big sip of the west wind wine, perhaps because the wine was too strong, Yi Shuihan squinted his eyes and smacked his lips, and then whispered: "The curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."

"I don't know if I will have a chance to come to see you again in the future, but I guess it won't, you and I are probably the same kind of people, even if I don't come, you shouldn't really blame me, if I lie here today, I guess you will say something like this. But maybe you shouldn't be too surprised if I came out of nowhere that day. No one can say what will happen in the future. ”

Watching Yi Shuihan sit in front of the grave of the black dog and drink like an old friend, the horse boy who came with Yi Shuihan couldn't understand why the two had no intersection before, and why they were still as sincere as old friends who had known each other for decades. He can't figure it out, he can't figure it out in his life, but he doesn't want to think about it, an outsider is an outsider after all, since he can't figure it out, then simply don't think about it.

For the young and promising, decisive and thoughtful young man in front of him, Ma Zai has a deep admiration and respect in his heart. He didn't hate Yi Shuihan for cutting off the head of his predecessor boss with his own hands, this river and lake was originally a place where people eat people, and no one can blame anyone if they become kings or lose, this is the truth he understood from the first day he entered the rivers and lakes.

The sky gradually darkened, and Yi Shuihan left from the Immortal Cliff with Ma Zai. When leaving, Yi Shuihan put the pot of westeron wine in his hand in front of the black dog's grave, and said softly: "I can also taste this westerly wine when I have time, it is very strong, if you are lonely, you can eat two bites to relieve fatigue."

The west wind of the fairy cliff rises.

The corners of Yi Shuihan's mouth flashed a hint of curvature, and he knew that you would also be happy with this kind of wine.

The little thing between Yi Shuihan and the black dog has nothing to do with right or wrong, whether it is right or wrong. The two of them are not wrong, and neither is this river and lake. It's just those two words that are wrong – live. No one has to live.