Lu Guizang came to put a few sticks of incense on Ren Hao at night, and then left.

Hurry to come, hurry to go.

Shen Qiu watched him leave, thinking of the between him and Dongfang Ce, he also sighed with emotion, these two people are affectionate and righteous.

It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era.

Being disturbed by Lu Guizang like this, Shen Qiu also thought a little.

He returned to the main hall, picked up a few bunches of incense, lit them by the candle flame, and the sandalwood fragrance spread out, Shen Qiu inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the coffin, and he himself sat in front of the incense burner.

The furnace was already filled with thick incense ashes.

This is the weight of a person's life.

Ren Hao lived for a lifetime, and after his death, there was a martial arts righteous path to come to mourn, and in just a few days, such a heavy incense ash was accumulated.

proves that Ren Hao's life is quite successful from any point of view.

A good alliance leader, admired by everyone in the rivers and lakes, a generation of grandmasters.

Didn't live in vain.

"Uncle Ren, you said that if I die in the future, will I be revered by so many people like you?"

Shen Qiupan sat on the futon and watched the incense candle burn in front of him.

He looked at the rising smoke, as if he saw Ren Hao's appearance when he was still alive from the smoke.

I saw Ren Hao's appearance when he died.

Except for Zhang Moxie, he was the only one who watched Ren Hao leave.

He knew that Uncle Ren had not always been so angry and arrogant.

At the last moment of his life, Uncle Ren also showed a weak heart knot, the friendship between him and Zhang Moxie, the entanglement of good and evil hatred, was really heavy.

"I actually have a lot of words, I hold them in my heart, and I always want to say to you, but the two of us rarely have such a peaceful conversation.

I didn't even say what I could do to send you away in the end.

It's not that I'm afraid you'll be angry. ”

Shen Qiu looked at the incense burner and the coffin, as if he was talking to Ren Hao.

The leader of the alliance is deceased.

These words no longer need to be hidden.

"It's just that I know that you are a man with a heart like stone, no matter what I say, you will not change your mind, and what you say is in vain.

But that day, when I was in Luoyang, I saw you allowing Lei Ye to incite the confrontation between good and evil in the rivers and lakes...

I'm really stuck in my throat, and I don't vomit or feel unhappy. ”

He let out a long breath, like smoke blown by the wind, and let the smoke that gathered together disperse a little.

The blowing incense candle is bright and flickering.

Shen Qiu closed his eyes and continued:

"At the beginning, I didn't think that the distinction between good and evil was so important, and then Zhang Moxie told me the truth, saying that the era of the rivers and lakes itself was planned by the Penglai people.

The so-called good and evil are just an excuse for us Jianghu people to fight each other.

If you practice magic skills, do you have to be a bad person?

If you practice the Dao, you must be a good person?

Uncle Ren, it's impossible for you not to understand this truth.

You say, you're cleaning up the mess for Zhang Moxie, I believe it!

But I think, maybe it's more because of the unconvincing in your heart, you don't want to bow to Zhang Moxie, you fought with him seven times! Seven times, and in the end, although you won, you are still not convinced.

And such a stubbornness to the distinction between good and evil must have something to do with this unconvincing. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Qiu smiled.

He flicked his finger and said:

"Don't scold me, I didn't mean to say you, it's not a bad thing.

We, the people of the rivers and lakes, are not just for this breath.

It's just that I'm thinking a little more.

They respect you as the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and let you take them to fight against the Demon Sect.

This river and lake has existed for hundreds of years, and the distinction between good and evil has long been a matter of convention, even before there was no Demon Sect, decent people and those evil sects were not fighting every day.

It has become a habit to fight each other without asking the reason.

Uncle Ren, let me tell you, habit is a terrible thing, a habit that has lasted for hundreds of years, so that your generation does not think about the truth and secrets under the distinction between good and evil.

Zhang Moxie thought of it, so he abandoned the rivers and lakes, went to the outside of this cricket jar, and fought with those behind-the-scenes masterminds.

I think you've actually thought of it too.

But you didn't go with him.

On the one hand, those black hands have already plotted against you, and if you go to fight them, it will be difficult to win without all preparations, and it will become a drag on Zhang Moxie.

On the other hand, you've actually made it a habit.

You are a righteous person, a good person, a demon person, and a bad person.

What a simple differentiation?

But if you deny the distinction between good and evil, you deny yourselves.

For hundreds of years, stubbornly believing that he is a good person and doing good deeds, that kind of recognition and pride from the bottom of his heart will be denied together.

It's actually the same on the Demon Cult's side.

Everyone has been fighting desperately for hundreds of years, and it is meaningless all of a sudden, in addition to their own dazed disintegration, how can they be worthy of the heroic predecessors who died in the battle between good and evil? ”

Shen Qiu let out a sigh.

He paused and continued:

"The old ghosts of Penglai really calculate people's hearts.

Playing with you as a cricket, I just killed the red eye, there was only each other in my eyes, and I only thought about defeating each other in my heart.

People who are at war need strength so much that they and you can't see the light.

Uncle Ren, you are looking for hope in that fight, but you can't see hope.

In order to defeat the Demon Cult, you twisted the decent people into a rope and burned them into a fire.

Only look at good and evil, and do not distinguish between good and evil.

There is nothing wrong with this, if you want to fight, you have to win, I can understand that. ”

Shen Qiu lowered his head, and he said:

"But now that the Demon Sect has fallen, the fire you left behind is still burning strongly. The group of knights who follow you, who are accustomed to the battle between good and evil, and seem to have been born to fight.

They are now basking in the joy of victory, but that joy will not last long.

The most terrifying thing is not how tragic the war is, but that they still wish they were still in it, even though they were out of it.

They still want to live, and their hearts are still eager to be famous, to gain fame and fortune by defeating their enemies, to win respect with the sword in their hands, and to be famous all over the world.

They all think so, otherwise it would be impossible to make such a big noise with a list of rivers and lakes. ”

Shen Qiu stood up.

The incense candle in front of him had burned to the end, and he turned over and took a few more sticks of incense and re-lit it, as if to finish the conversation in the smoke.

He sat down on the futon again, and continued what he had just said:

"But there are no enemies left, Uncle Ren.

You are accustomed to the people of the Demon Cult who have existed for hundreds of years, and now they have collapsed, and the righteous path has triumphed, just like the victory of light over darkness, the happy ending of the classics.

But the problem is that after the victory, life goes on.

Those chivalrous men who have fame and fortune in their hearts, will they be willing to disarm and return to the field?

I think they don't want to.

They have seen the real world, and who wants to go back and be an ordinary farmer? Waste your hard-earned martial arts in a boring life facing the loess with your back to the sky? ”

Shen Qiu stretched out a finger and poked it at the coffin, as if to wake up the sleeping Ren Hao.

He said:

"When they don't see the enemy, they look for it themselves.

There will be no good move to retreat to the countryside after a big victory. You can do such a thing, Uncle Ren, I believe in your character.

But they won't!

They instinctively continue to look for the enemy, and if they can't find it in front of them, they will look behind them.

They will lock down their peers who don't like them, give them other names, pour dirty water on them, and then hand their daggers out of the darkness and continue to fight.

It's like a copy of the battle between good and evil.

Martial arts are full of aggressive wolves, and they won't stop killing each other unless they die or encounter another tiger.

I don't know how many old ghosts there are who obey Penglai and borrow corpses to resurrect their souls, but listening to Zhang Moxie's meaning, it is a very considerable number.

A group of old ghosts who have long been decayed are hiding among those Jianghu guests who are led by you.

I can tell them.

But I'm too lazy to look for them one by one, the time is so urgent, how can I have time to play with a group of dead people who don't want to lie honestly in the grave. ”

Shen Qiu stood up and patted the coffin with interest, he looked out the window at the night.

It was a dark night, and there was no light to be seen.

He said to Ren Hao in the coffin:

"Uncle Ren, what you used to switch is not peace, it's just a truce before the start of another war, and it won't be too long.

You lit the fire, but you failed to extinguish it.

The aggressive flame would burn brighter and brighter, engulfing everyone in it.

The old ghosts of Penglai know people's hearts so well, they use lies one by one, sentence by sentence to provoke, they can easily play the people of the rivers and lakes in applause again.

The troubled times you are worried about are just around the corner. ”

Shen Qiu stopped.

He stretched his body, leaned against the coffin, lowered his voice, and stroked the coffin, as if comforting Ren Hao, he said:

"I'm saying goodbye to the rivers and lakes, Uncle Ren.

The enemy is in the crowd, treat everyone as an enemy, and although you are cold, you don't have to worry about stabbing in the back.

But don't be afraid.

I have learned your martial arts, and I have received your mantle, and if you leave this fire, I will help you extinguish it.

It's like you've worked hard all your life and made a mess for Zhang Moxie's gestures.

The mess you left behind, the garbage that smells of dead people in the shadows of the rivers and lakes, I will help you clean it up.

You'll see.

Penglai, rivers and lakes, the world.

These things, you will see, I will solve them one by one. ”

Shen Qiu narrowed his eyes and said:

"This time, it's going to be my way."

"There won't be any better or worse anymore, I'm tired of playing this hero game, I can see it, you know, Uncle Ren, when the young girl was young, she almost saw through my heels.

At that time, I told her to do me a favor and to remind me if I was too immersed in something. ”

"I'm not you, I'm different from you, the appearance is the same, but the heart is different, I've never been the same, I've never adapted to the conventions of this world.

Before, I always wanted to be where I came, but now I don't.

Now I know.

Where am I going?

It's more important than where I'm from. ”

He whispered, closed his eyes, like a sleeping dream, stretched out his five fingers, and gently clasped them in his hand,

There was dead silence in the room.

It was so quiet that Shen Qiu could even hear his own breathing.

He looked up, and in the wafting sandalwood smoke, he seemed to be able to see Ren Hao nodding at him, but maybe it was also an illusion that the smoke was too thick.

Shen Qiu chuckled.

He picked up the last incense stick and lit it in the censer.

He bowed down to Ren Hao.

Say:

"It's been a thousand years since the aura didn't exist, but those old ghosts, before they were defeated, had already laid everything out.

They still expect to be able to sit in the clouds and look down on all beings.

It's like playing with you for a thousand years, and then using means to play with the world for a thousand years, ten thousand years.

I came across time and space, not to abide by the rules of the rivers and lakes, but to destroy those old ghosts, not to destroy them, the world that you love and are willing to give everything for.

In this river and lake, there can never be peace.

I know what I need to do.

Make a broom.

Sweep away the remnants of the old era, leaving a clean white world.

Be a key.

After the innocence, for those good people, open the door of a new era.

Make a knife.

Cut off the evil vine in the shadow of history, give everyone real freedom, change the sky, change the earth.

This is, my martial arts.

The thing I've been missing, I've found. ”

Shen Qiu straightened up, and he said with a tired face:

"There's been too much to say tonight. Uncle Ren in the future, don't say that I can't find a way, I have already told you clearly.

So be it.

This pillar of incense is a farewell for Uncle Ren.

This pillar of incense is also a farewell for the hero Shen Qiu.

I won't be a hero anymore.

Heroes always have limits, and heroes also have things they can't do, such as Uncle Ren, a hero like you, who can save people, can't save this world.

It's time to start anew and embark on my own path.

He will come back next year, and he will definitely bring you good news.

Bye.

Thank you for teaching me kung fu.

I will use the fists you taught me to beat those wicked people who dare to play with you, and I will blow their dogs' heads.

Uncle Ren, bless me. ”

Shen Qiu's words were finished.

The last wisp of fog in his heart was lifted, and he stood up, stretched out his fingers, and stroked his hair, as if he wanted to do something, but stopped.

It's not time yet.

And behind him, there was a loud noise.

"Hey, Shen Qiu, tell me honestly, who are you?"

The elusive Zhang Lan leaned against the door, holding half an apple in his hand, and said:

"I heard what you were talking about just now, what seems like I'm not me or something, are you inhaling too much aroma and your brain is not clear?"

"Zhang Lan, let me ask you, what is the most inconspicuous thing in this world?"

Shen Qiu replied as he asked.

Zhang Lan frowned and thought for a while, and said:

"A figure hiding in the dark? An assassin hiding in the mist? What exactly are you trying to say? ”

"No, it's not."

Shen Qiu shook his head.

He said:

"What I can't see the most is the silhouette in the bright light, the mythical immortal.

If you want to see them, you have to turn off the lights, turn them out, and more importantly, you have to hide in the darkness where they can't see them. lest they find out and easily pinch to death. ”

"Huh"

An object was thrown to Zhang Lan, and Shen Qiu turned around and straightened his clothes.

With his hands behind his back, he said to Zhang Lan:

"Clean up, find the mountain ghosts and move the mountains, and then send Yeluwan down the mountain and hide in the Shaking Light Guard."

Zhang Lan looked at the thing in his hand that emitted cyan light, he looked at Shen Qiu, his eyes were full of astonishment, he felt that Shen Qiu tonight was a little chattering.

He said:

"This dangerous thing, if we don't play it well, we're all doomed. What are you going to do? ”

"Zhang Lan, I think, this hero in the world will definitely not be able to kill immortals."

Shen Qiu raised his finger and pointed to the moon above his head.

He looked at the bright moon in the sky and whispered:

"So, let the evil ghosts who detain souls do it for you, I want to send Uncle Ren away from the world, say goodbye, and then hold a farewell party for myself."