(Second update.) ）

After observing Liang Ying's return, Li Congjing took the generals to meet Li Cunqing, and what made Ding Hei feel a little strange was that Li Congjing didn't take him there. Although he didn't know the root cause, and he couldn't know what Li Congjing's considerations were, Ding Hei didn't bother to think about it.

The camp was basically set up, and he walked aimlessly in the camp. Ding Hei was silent all the way, with no focus in his eyes and no look. All kinds of people encountered in the camp, whether they are generals or ordinary soldiers, will hug their fists when they see him, and those who are active will come forward to say a few words, everyone knows that he is Li Congjing's personal guard, strong in martial arts, both admiration and stammering. And many people have also heard of his deeds when the gentlemen attacked the Liang camp the day before yesterday, when Li Congjing's horse was killed and forced to fight on foot, he took the initiative to abandon the horse without saying a word, and fought side by side with Li Congjing, such a thrilling feat won him respect.

"As soon as you look at the six knives on Brother Ding's body, you know that you are a person of extraordinary bravery, but the Hundred Battles Army dare not say anything else, but there are a lot of brave and capable of fighting, and what really makes Brother obey you is your temperament of abandoning your horse and protecting the commander...... In the midst of the chaos, the cavalry abandoned their horses like abandoning their lives, but you did it extremely simply, and you were really a man! When Liang Jun is defeated, my brother will invite you to drink! It was Shi Congda who said this, and he patted Ding Hei's shoulder, with a sense of relief on his face.

Ding Hei barely coped with it, but it was not a taste in his heart.

Finally he habitually jumped on a grain cart and lay down. Pillowing the cart full of grain, cross-legged looking at the sky where the remnant sun was like blood and stratus clouds were rolling and stretching, Ding Hei was silent.

He likes to lie on the grain cart because the food in the cart gives him peace of mind. People who have not experienced the slump to the point that eating is a luxury cannot understand his humble feelings. Some people were afraid of being poor when they were young, and they worked hard to make money when they had the opportunity in the future, although they earned enough money that they could not use it up in several lifetimes, but they still did it. Because it makes them feel safe, calms their uneasiness, and satisfies their inexplicable desires.

The weather was getting hotter, and the dusk was full of warmth, a little lazy and tired, and the voices of the people around him were like nightmares, drifting away from his mind. I don't know how long I lay down, Ding Hei suddenly felt so tired. Tiredness came at me like a tidal wave, so sudden and yet so violent, irresistible. He seemed to have lost interest in anything, didn't want to do anything, didn't want to say anything, just wanted to stay quietly in this quiet and undisturbed corner.

His iron-clad body and knife-carved facial features all looked extremely lonely at this moment.

Ding Hei remembered his ordinary but by no means simple life.

When he was a teenager, his family was one of the richest families in the township, and because of this, he was able to enjoy a life of fine clothes and food for many years, and at the same time received a good education, including martial arts. His family education was very strict, and his grandfather was an official, so he also required him to be able to govern the country as a family when he grew up.

Ding Hei did not live up to his family's expectations, he was keen and studious, although he was not extremely talented, he was worse than the geniuses of the state and county, but he was also a well-qualified, and he learned everything much faster than ordinary people. He is young and old, although he can't talk about the ambition of leveling the world since he was a child, but at least he has the subconscious to work hard to do big things. Therefore, he is extremely hard-working, extremely self-disciplined, no matter the heat and winter, he studies hard and does not embellish.

When he was ten years old, there was a little maid in the house, a seven or eight-year-old female doll, whose body had not yet grown, but it was already visible that she was beautiful, her face was very round, her eyes were bright as if she could speak, and she walked with two small braids and flicked them, which looked particularly cute. It's not so much a maid as a child bride. That girl is called Xiaoqing.

At this time, the world is in turmoil, military disasters are everywhere, ordinary people's lives are not as good as a day, although Ding Hei's family is a rich man in the township, but in the state and county, in fact, it can't come to the table, a military disaster, the whole family suffers.

The house is gone, the family wealth is gone, and the teacher is gone.

Ding Hei will probably never forget that scene in his life. It was a summer day, the evening sun was hot, but lifeless, and his grandfather, who was so old that he had only three or two teeth left, sat in a rag shirt at the door of his adobe house, his head leaning against the old door frame, squinting at the sun, and his wrinkled face gloomy. This former high-ranking official and dignitary, an old man who was beautiful when he was young, half of his body was in the ground, but he could only twist an empty wine jug and drink the remnants of the sun.

Grandfather said to Ding Hei: "Grandson, grandfather is old, he can't earn anymore, tomorrow on your birthday, grandfather can't make you brocade clothes, how is this good?" Grandson, do you blame your grandfather? ”

Ding Hei did not complain. At that moment, his small body just stood straight in the courtyard, clenching the wooden sword in his hand, and his fingers turned white.

"Grandfather, grandson will definitely earn money to buy you the best wine!" Ding Hei didn't say this, he just read it firmly in his heart.

What he didn't expect at the time was that he would never get a chance to say it again, and he would never have the chance to do it again. Not long after, his family died in a military accident.

He was orphaned, helpless and homeless. This year, Ding Hei was twelve years old, and he began a life of hard work.

In the toughest times, you can't eat a bowl of chaff in a day. In the most desperate time, it was Xiaoqing who brought him life-sustaining meals again and again from her home where she couldn't open the pot. He once took Xiaoqing's somewhat yellowed little hand, looked directly at the woman wrapped in rags, and said in the most sacred tone he could understand: "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." In the future, you will be rich and rich, and let you marry into my family. ”

Later, Ding Hei went out to wander.

He should have had a bad fate, three ups and downs in ten years, although he occasionally has a small fortune, but in this world where things are changing and people's lives are in danger, the people he follows cannot guarantee that they will not die, let alone him?

In ten years, he buried with his own hands three people who had been kind to him, and he could not do anything other than pile up a handful of loess for them. He is just a person with no ability, although the cultivation of martial arts is already beyond the reach of people, but there are more people like him in this world, and the world is not because of them.

In ten years, he returned to his hometown three times. Xiaoqing is also maturing day by day, but he has never been able to fulfill his promise that day. She did not complain, regardless of the scolding and whipping of her family, and often with a blue nose and swollen face, she snuggled under the tree at the entrance of the village, looking at the road he had left, waiting for the return of those who had traveled far away.

She imagined telling him that she didn't mind that her family's wealth was expensive, and that it was worth it as long as she could marry him. But he didn't understand, he stubbornly wanted to marry her.

A few days ago, he returned to his hometown for the fourth time in ten years. This time, he came back with a mission, and this was also his fourth "little rich". He decided not to wait any longer, because she was already very big, and could even be said to be "old", and this time, he figured it out, and he was going to marry her immediately.

But what was waiting for him was not the delicate figure looking at the tree at the entrance of the village, but the fire. In the fire, the houses and people in the village were reduced to nothing. Those Liang Jun laughed wildly, like the evil ghosts of hell.

Xiaoqing is gone.

Like Ding Hei's grandfather and family, he left without saying a word when he had not fulfilled his promise to them.

People go, empty and hateful.

Holding Xiaoqing's corpse, to this woman who didn't have time to see his last face, Ding Hei sang the ballad he often sang to her when he was a teenager.

"Beat the drum and use the soldiers. The city of the earth is Cao, and I travel south alone. ”

"From Sun Tzu Zhong, Ping Chen and Song. I don't want to go, I'm worried. ”

"Where you live, how do you lose your horse? In order to seek, under Ning. ”

"Life and death are wide, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. ”

"Yu is broad, not I live. Yu Xun Xi, I don't believe it! ”

……

He wants revenge.

He can't get revenge.

But when he finally put the knife on the enemy's neck, he found that he could not take revenge.

He is the man of the Dark Tiger. Cui Yifu is the arm of the master of the dark tiger, and his words are just like the words of the master of the dark tiger. Besides, the master of the dark tiger gave him a bowl of rice to eat and let him get out of his trouble, which was kind to him. He is not ungrateful.

So he was more miserable.

When Cui Yifu learned that he had become Li Congjing's personal guard by mistake and incredibly, Cui Yifu asked him to take the fake Duan Ning and go back to see Li Congjing. The assassination of Li Congjing was the purpose of his trip.

The man said, kill Li Congjing. Cui Yifu said, kill Li Congjing. Cui Linglong said that he killed Li Congjing.

Dante couldn't do it.

Li Congjing was kind to him, and his life was saved by Li Congjing. If you want him to take revenge, he can't do it.

Duan Ning has a grudge against him, and if he wants to kill Duan Ning, he can't do it.

He and Xiaoqing were in love, and he wanted to marry Xiaoqing, but in the end he didn't do it.

What can he do?

……

After all, the sunset has sunk to the horizon.

Ding Hei, who was lying on the grain cart, looked at the sky in a daze, motionless, as if he wanted to see through this heavenly way.

Night came slowly, enveloping him with pain.

He is not thirty years old, in fact, he is only twenty-four years old, but his sword-carved face has gone through too many winds and frosts, so that his heart is already older than a thirty-year-old person.

"Life and death are wide, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son...... Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, what can I do, what can I do? Ding Hei murmured silently in his heart and asked silently.

An object slid across a parabola and landed on Ding Hei's chest, and he reached out and caught the flying object accurately.

It's a wine bag.

Ding Hei sat up and watched the person sit on another grain cart beside him, the man raised the wine bag in his hand at him, and chuckled: "Seeing that you have been lying here for a long time, even I feel bored for you, it is better to take a sip of wine and go to your heart." ”

"General Guo." Ding Hei was slightly silent, and then said: "You are not allowed to drink alcohol in the army without reason." ”

"You really don't drink?" Guo Wei took a big sip first, wiped his mouth, looked at Ding Hei and asked seriously.

Ding Hei shook his head.

Guo Wei smiled and suddenly said, "If this is a severed head wine, you won't drink it either?" ”

Ding Hei was stunned suddenly, but he didn't refute anything, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled.

"Since it's a severed head wine, why can't you drink it!" Ding Hei waved his sleeves, untied the six knives on his body one by one, put them beside him, pulled out the wine sac stopper, poured wine with his face to the sky, and drank wildly.

The wine ran down his mouth and down his neck.

Wanton insolence.

Guo Wei looked at Ding Heiniu drinking, but he didn't drink it himself, just looked at the other party quietly.

After drinking for a while, Ding Hei stopped, didn't wipe his mouth, laughed three times, and said loudly: "Happy, happy!" ”

Seeing Guo Wei looking at him, Ding Hei raised the wine bag in his hand and beckoned: "Come, General Guo, drink!" ”

Guo Wei smiled slightly, and the two drank to each other.

After drinking a wine bag from time to time, Ding Hei burped loudly and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Guo Wei threw Ding Hei two more wine bags and said with a smile: "That's it, I'll give it to you!" ”

Ding Hei praised well, motioned to Guo Wei, and drank again.

The earth is dark at night, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. The soldiers' conquest place, the camp fireflies. Outside the Jin Ge Iron Horse, there were two people in the grain truck. Raise the wine and drink freely, and no longer wait for the dawn. Cool into the liver and sausage, fire tears light. This body is a horizontal sword, and all kinds of suffering goes. In the next life, he is not a human being, and he is expected to have no hatred and affection.

After drinking three wine bags in a row, Ding Hei Huoran got up and hugged his fist at Guo Wei, "The general's gift of wine, Rong will report it in the next life!" ”

After that, he picked up a knife from the grain cart, pulled it out suddenly, and crossed his neck, and then he raised the knife to kill himself.

Since Guo Wei was ordered to kill him, it means that his whereabouts have been revealed, since he has drunk, why bother others to do it, he understands this life, and he can be regarded as an explanation for his twenty-four years.

Guo Wei stretched out his hand to stop him, looked at the other party for a while, and said: "Life is like chess, the world is unpredictable, people are like a drop in the ocean, drifting alone in the ocean, how much pain and sorrow?" Seven or eight or nine times out of ten things are unsatisfactory in life, can you talk to others? ”

After a pause, he said, "I didn't come here to take your life." At first, although I didn't like you very much, I also saw that you had a ghost in your heart, and I wanted to get rid of it for the commander. But your act of abandoning the horse to save the commander convinced me. Today, I have watched you for a long time, and I feel your feelings, and I know that you and I are probably the same people who have fallen from the end of the world, and we are related to each other. Therefore, Guo Wei is here, serving three pots of wine, you should know why I am. ”

Guo Wei's words showed that he did not receive the order to kill him, which shocked Ding Hei, so much so that he lost his voice and said: "Did you see that I had a ghost in my heart?" Does the commander know? ”

Guo Wei smiled slightly, "I know, how can the military commander not know?" ”

Ding Hei was stunned, he didn't know what to say, he wanted to ask: In this case, why didn't the military commander kill me? But he didn't ask.

Guo Wei patted Ding Hei's shoulder, "You are so self-conscious." "With that, go straight away.

Ding Hei watched Guo Wei walk away blankly.

At this time, Li Congjing returned to the camp with several generals.

Seeing Li Congjing, Ding Hei's eyes gradually returned to their brightness. He picked up his six knives and walked towards Li Congjing.