Wang Yan almost forgot that there was another person in the field, he and Xia He followed the sound almost at the same time, and saw a woman wearing a purple gauze skirt with a graceful posture, like a purple jasmine that had just bloomed in the autumn breeze, and the ribbon around her waist fluttered lightly, this woman seemed to be dancing with the wind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This woman is naturally the Qingyu girl that Wei Xiaofeng captured from the Spring Festival Building, although she and Wang Yan are separated by more than ten meters, and the hair ornament was untied by Wei Xiaofeng, at this time she just casually draped her hair over her shoulders, but this is the case, the style revealed between this woman's words is enough to make people can't help but feel a little swaying, no wonder Wei Xiaofeng is so obsessed that he wants to take it away at great risk.

However, Wang Yan, who had already seen the heavenly appearance of the fourth lady, did not feel much, and his eyes were more about appreciating beauty and style.

As for Xia He, not only did this guy not feel the slightest feeling for Ying Yu's demeanor, but he also added a point or two of disgust to his indifferent gaze, and the knife in his hand was slowly raised, and he shouted: "Entertain people with posture and flesh, dare to mess with my Dao heart?!" ”

Before the words fell, Xia He's foot was slashed towards Ying Yu girl, this woman never expected that Xia He would burst out of the knife, when the flower was discolored, seeing the knife coming, she couldn't help but turn her head, closed her eyes with Qi Ran, a line of tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, her body trembled slightly, and she whispered: "I was pitiful, I strayed into the warbler flower, tightly tied my clothes to resist the wind and dust, only sighed..."

I don't know if Ying Yu is reading words or songs, but her appearance under the sword can't help but make people feel a little pity.

Listening to the sound of 'ding', Xia He's long knife was blocked by the sword in Wang Yan's hand when he cut off his head, Xia He turned his head and looked at Wang Yan with a slight frown, and said, "What does Brother Wang mean?" This woman is just an illusory existence, and keeping her today is just to increase the rights and wrongs of you and me. ”

Xia He was extremely determined, but Wang Yan didn't back down this time, but just said lightly: "If Brother Xia thinks that the people and things in this world are illusory, why do you need to spend time here?" If you don't have any ties and sustenance in this world in your heart, why are you too obsessed with life and death? ”

Xia He's eyes flickered slightly, and the long knife in his hand was slowly withdrawn, Wang Yan turned his head to look at Ying Yu and said, "I have three questions, you make me satisfied, I can let you leave this place but you can't go back to Tianmaji; If you can't satisfy me, even if Brother Xia doesn't kill you, the long sword in my hand will take your life. ”

Between life and death, fate turned around, Ying Yu stopped her tears, blessed Wang Yan slightly, and said, "Son, excuse me." ”

"Do you have a past?"

Wang Yan seemed to be asking Ying Yu, but he was also asking himself, but unfortunately his answer was very clear, no! He has no past, his past only has one sentence, the so-called parents mentioned in the words and the time before the age of twelve are blank in his mind, so Wang Yan wants to explore whether other NPCs are the same, there was no chance before, but today the opportunity came.

Ying Yu nodded, and then began to tell about her past, from the time she was born in a small mountain village, she was abandoned because she was a girl, and was later rescued by well-wishers, but her adoptive father and adoptive mother encountered thieves, and finally the whole family was slaughtered, and only she survived...

As Ying Yu narrates, her past opens like a picture scroll, there are only bumpy roads and Ying Yu's lamentation of powerlessness to resist, Wang Yan was silent, it is obvious that Ying Yu is different from him, Ying Yu has a complete past, and what he tells is also very picturesque, Ying Yu's past is at least in his mind like a picture, and he has nothing.

After a long time, Ying Yu finished talking about his past, and Wang Yan said again: "Just now you closed your eyes and waited for death, in addition to the words and songs you sang in your mouth, what else did you think of in your mind?" ”

"I thought about it."

"What do you think?"

"Thinking about the past, sighing for my own misery; Thinking of the future, looking forward to a better future, but unfortunately the soul is broken in an instant, everything does not exist, and I only complain that there are 'too many ruthless guests in the rivers and lakes'. ”

Speaking of this, Ying Yu raised his head and looked at Xia He, the indescribable resentment in his eyes, Xia He made contact with his gaze, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little dodgy, but then he clenched the handle of the knife, as if he was at war with heaven and man in his heart.

Wang Yan nodded, and finally asked, "If you leave today, what do you want to do in the future?" ”

Ying Yu seemed to have a plan for the future, and said without thinking about it: "Ying Yu often heard that the White Lotus Holy Sect saved the world from fire and water, and now there is a White Lotus Master in Lianyue City in the west, Ying Yu wants to go and see, I only hope to be saved by the White Lotus Master, and from then on get rid of the wind and dust, learn a little fist and foot kung fu, and be able to have a little self-preservation ability in this troubled world." ”

Hearing Ying Yu's words, Wang Yan couldn't help but shake his head and said, "After all, people can only save themselves. ”

After saying this, he didn't wait for Ying Yu's reaction, so he turned his head to look at Xia He and said, "Brother Xia has the answer in his heart?" ”

Xia He didn't answer, just put the long knife back into its sheath, and then stood quietly with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. Seeing this, Wang Yan looked back at Ying Yu, then took out a short knife from the loot he had obtained before and handed it over, saying, "You go by yourself, I hope you will do it yourself in the future." ”

Ying Yu's figure trembled slightly, as if she didn't expect Wang Yan to give her a short knife, and after taking it, she bowed to Wang Yan and said, "Ying Yu thanked Engong for his gift of the knife." ”

After saying that, she stood up and glanced at Xia He faintly, then turned around and walked into the distance, and soon, her whole person disappeared into the night.

"It's time for me to leave, too."

Everything is over, Wang Yanzi is reluctant to stay longer, but Xia He raised his head at this time, looked in the direction where Ying Yu left, and said: "Brother Wang, today your guidance Xia He kept in mind, I really thought about it before.

Although there are a lot of low-level NPCs with simple loop intelligence in this game, they are no different from the experience of other games, but the high-intelligence NPCs are different after all, they have their own logic, thinking and conscious behavior, etc., this world is real in their eyes, they were born and grew up here, they are convinced of cultivating martial arts, and they are also extremely passionate about their own lives, these NPCs are not illusory, and the emotions and thoughts they inadvertently show can make people really feel it, It would be wrong to deliberately ignore their existence. ”

Speaking of this, Xia He's eyes became deeper, and he muttered: "I don't know if Brother Wang has noticed, low-level NPCs are actually very easy to deal with, and the martial arts they use are completely in accordance with the routine, and even the attack routes are preset in advance, and there are completely traces to follow."

But the high-intelligence NPCs are different, they carve martial arts into their bones, and all the moves are made at the right time, but out of everyone's ability, the strength is high and low, but whether it is Wei Xiaofeng or the old man in the Qiming Building before, their martial arts are by no means routines, only from this point, these high-intelligence NPCs are fundamentally different from others.

And I think that the player's martial arts are more similar to the skills of other games, although they can also be used at the right time, and they can be used as they please, but after all, they are too rigid, maybe they don't really integrate into this world, and if they want to understand the essence of martial arts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a top master. ”

It's not the first time that Wang Yan has heard players divide NPCs into high and low, but from Xia He's perspective it has not been before, Wang Yan can't help but recall in his mind those miscellaneous disciples who he had gotten along with in Aojian Villa before, only to feel that Fang Jiannian, Liu Xiangyi, etc., always seem to be repeating certain words, doing certain things over and over again, occasionally fighting with people in the martial arts arena, back and forth is just that, is this the so-called simple circular intelligence, everything they do is set in advance? So they don't have life?

As this thought was born, Wang Yan only felt that his understanding of the world was clearer. As for the essence of martial arts mentioned by Xia He, Wang Yan has his own opinions, after accepting the guidance of Granny Long, Wang Yan feels that martial arts is a manifestation of this kind of world rules, and the use of martial arts is the use of the rules themselves.

The thoughts in his mind came out one after another, Wang Yan only felt that he had become extraordinarily clear, and vaguely, the wonderful feeling of dancing his sword in the woods after getting out of Wang Mocheng's and other horse thieves that day came to his heart was flooded. Feeling this, Wang Yan no longer delayed, and after agreeing on the time and place of goodbye with Xia He, he took up the light work and went away.

Although Wang Yan trusted Xia He's character, he did not tell Xia He where he was staying, and the place where he agreed to say goodbye was not in the same direction as Yamashita Village. After leaving Wulipo, Wang Yan also turned around for a long time, and finally headed towards Shanxia Village, but until he reached the foot of the mountain in front of Mengze, he didn't notice that there was a figure in the distance behind him, just like a ghost in the night.