Under the gently flickering firelight, the letter went like this:

“…… It's been almost a year since the farewell to the south, and I don't know what the family around you has become now, and I don't know if you are still as willful as before. After the separation, I was only able to learn about your side from some news, but I don't know the details, and I am not in a good position to inquire more about your affairs, which will cause you trouble. Of course, I know that you always know what the big picture is.

The road ahead is not easy, this is what we have long agreed on, so even if you have a hard time, I will not comfort you. Since I returned home, all kinds of things have not developed as smoothly as I imagined, and I have encountered some big and small troubles, but don't worry, I have settled them one by one, there are many enemies who have died in my hands, about such a powerful thing about me, I'm afraid you have already heard some of it, anyway, you already know the way, right? ”

When she saw the sentence "I won't comfort you", the girl in the firelight wrinkled her nose, she didn't need to be comforted, but in fact, this sentence "I won't comfort you either" In a sense, it was as if the man was gently touching the top of her head, giving her a comforting feeling, making her feel that something was refreshing into her heart. When she saw the narcissistic "right" later, she couldn't help laughing, much like laughing at the other party.

"I don't know what to ......do," she whispered.

“…… Now that I've just established myself here, I think so do you. A friend who went north brought me your news, what you are going to do now. Something about your father many years ago. I'd love to come and see you, but the situation doesn't allow it. Now that he may have told you my opinion, I also know that even if you listen to it, you will not leave it. So I just want to tell you what I expect.

Timid as I am, I know that there are times in life when some things cannot be retreated, and now should be the time when you feel that you cannot retreat, and I agree with it. Agua, morality, faith, and determination are all very good things. Many times. We shouldn't have left them behind, even at great risk, and I don't want you to leave them behind, that's what I knew you in the first place. I just wanted to remind you. Always remember those things that you are doing. Think about the difference between danger and dying.

I'd love to know about it. What your businesses in the South have become, even if they're just getting started. I'm looking forward to seeing them now.

I can remember the way you looked, you laughed so much when we talked about these things in those days, and now I'm going to admit to you that I felt guilty at the time. You are a wise man, and perhaps you were aware of it when we parted, and my enthusiasm for this matter was not enough, not because it was a lie, but because I understood the difficulty.

What you want, everyone can be independent and confident, everyone can have the ability and opportunity to grasp their own destiny, it may exist. But before you get there, it may take a generation, a few generations, or even a dozen generations to give unimaginable, and I don't have much hope for that, but you choose to do it, even if you are smart enough to understand how hard it is.

It's something you're going to do, but forgive me for staying out of it, and I've chosen another big thing to deal with just as well. I have conceived of your failure countless times, for one reason or another, I have only left you a trace of luck in my heart, maybe one in ten thousand chances, many years later, you have overcome many difficulties, I can see the seeds you planted begin to sprout, and that is also the possibility I want to see the most.

That possibility, like the one you are facing right now, reminds you of the difference between danger and death. You are very smart, but after all, you are young, you have sharpness, vigor and anger, you will remember what your father went through, you will see the tragic situation of those losers, you will see the enemies you want to kill no matter what, you can rush to take risks, but you can't rush to die, don't be impulsive.

Risking death to fight for the slim chance of victory is the attitude of doing things. But trying to die in the face of the danger of death is just a coward's act.

There may already be many such people around you, including the friend who came north, I am afraid that they have such preparations in their hearts, and smart as you can see these clearly. I don't mean to accuse these people of not being brave enough, in life, there will always be times, they will feel very tired, they will feel powerless, sometimes, they feel that the people who survive will be pointed at by thousands of people, will be despised by others or themselves, will feel more humiliated to survive, they would rather die as they deserve, and after eighteen years they will be a good man, these people have more courage than ordinary people, but it is not enough.

An immature person will die bravely for something great, and a mature person will live in humiliation for something great. The important thing is not the meaning of surviving, but whether the thing is done well after it is at its worst.

As for me, I have said so much crookedly, I don't know if you understand, but the few words I want to say the last are actually not for any great things. In the whole thing, what I said is actually more for my selfishness, whether it is this matter, or the things you have to do in the future, you can take risks, go to work, do your best to find a chance to win. But you will definitely experience failure, and if it fails, you give me life.

Until that time, please survive.

Come to me.

That's what I really want to say in my selfish heart. What I also want to say is: don't feel that this statement makes your head hot, this is a cold reality, all big things, not one person can do it, if I fail, I will also go to you, ask for your help, we have worshiped heaven and earth, you are my people, and even if I lied to you, we are also partners, this is not ashamed. ”

The payment is a very arrogant and bad fork.

This was followed by a postscript: "Look at that friend, don't let him die, let someone who deserves to live live." ”

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The mountain wind blew, and the girl sitting in the firelight read the letter. Looking at it again, the expression on his face occasionally changed. But eventually, the irritability that haunted her quieted down, and she looked at the handwriting on the letterhead, sometimes wanting to laugh, but her gaze remained calm. The letter was like a knife in her arms, and even though it was cold, it made her feel at peace, and the flame burned hot in her heart, but it did not spread to her mind.

After reading the letter over and over again. She sat for a moment. Only then did she stand up slowly, the scenery under the mountain, the undulating mountains in the night, the spreading roads and rivers were all shrouded in the clear glow of the stars and the moon, and she tilted her head and smiled. Involuntarily scolded in a low voice: "Dead man...... Ning Yi ...... "His name was not written in the letter. This is something she regrets.

But she finally returned to the hut. He took out the long box, put the big knife inside, and tied it behind his back. After walking a short distance, I found Du Kill. Chen Fan was also here, talking to Fang Shuchang and the others in a low voice, and when the watermelon came, everyone leaned over.

"Uncle Du, take out the map, I want to see around here...... We have now crossed the Yangtze River, and this side is the territory of the government, and the further we go, the more difficult it is to get out. Whether you can rescue Buddha Shuai or not, whether you can kill Tie Tianying and Zong Feixiao, you have to think about the way back first......" She paused here and added, "Think clearly." ”

In the past few days, Fang Baihua and others have been escorting Fang Qifo to Beijing all the way to the north, although they have not encountered much crisis, but everyone knows that the situation is not optimistic.

Tie Tianying and Zong Feixiao, the two chief arresters of the Criminal Department, had an obvious plan, although they had never made a move against Fang Baihua and the others, but every time they took a step to the north, the deeper they fell into the area where the government and the family were densely concentrated, and once the other party made a move, the more difficult it was to get out. Before entering Beijing, although you came to the rescue, every day passed, the more difficult it was for you to have a way out.

Fang Qifo traveled extensively back then, and now those who can gather together are all former Fang La's descendants or martial arts people who have had a relationship with Fang Qifo. For them, even if there is little hope, saving the seven Buddhas is moral, and some of them are upright, and it is a big deal that "after eighteen years, he will be a good man again". Fang Baihua hoped that he could really find a chance from the opponent's formation, eat the bait, throw the hook back, and at the same time let himself sink deeper and deeper.

Liu Xigua and the others can naturally see these clearly, but the friendship between the Seven Buddhas of the Yi Fang and the Badao Camp is enough for them to make people's brains hot. At this time, the watermelon can regain a little calm, and everyone will be able to think more. Over there, Chen Fan clasped his hands to his chest, and only then could he laugh, looking at the girl a little strangely, and the watermelon looked back sharply.

After all, the two didn't fight here, Du Shu brought a map, everyone studied it, and after some ideas, the watermelon asked Fang Shuchang to find some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. When she left, Chen Fan leaned over: "I was suddenly very curious about what was written in Ning Yi's letter. ”

"Go away! Or fight! Watermelon raised his chin, but Chen Fan knew that there was already the familiarity and cordiality of the past in his eyes, he stopped, folded his hands in front of him, and smiled. Watermelon knew that he was laughing at himself and walked away unhappily.

Chen Fan stood there for a while, watching the back of the watermelon walking towards the other side of the mountain road, he looked up at the light and shadow in the sky, and then at the light and shadow under the mountain, and said to himself with a smile: "I should have peeked." ”

After a moment, he sighed and repeated in a soft whisper: "The ...... who should peek"

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Back in the dilapidated hut, Watermelon found a place to sit down, then set up a wooden box to hide the knife as a table, and after grinding the ink, she looked out the door: "Wait for things to mess up and cry and shout to beg me for help......

Then he held the brush and thought for a while.

Ah, what?

She had a lot of resentment about Ning Yi's title of Ah Gua, she thought about it for a long time, and called Ah Cha obviously a little cheaper to the other party...... At some point, she put pen to paper.

"Silly." She wrote the title, then took out Ning Yi's letter and glanced at it.

"Seeing words is like ...... face"

The starry night is cold, just when the girl is writing a letter at the desk as one of the members of the fool duo. The huge and silent black curtain came towards the people of this small square world, overwhelmingly surrounding.

A few days later, the first thing Ning Yi received in Muyuan County was not the girl's letter, but the news that the team led by Fang Baihua and the last team of the Yongle Dynasty had finally fallen into a killing situation...... (To be continued......)