Qi Lin embarked on a journey.

There is only a departure, but there is no direction, no goal, no meaning.

Vivien fired a shot in her heart, a resounding one.

After smashing the piece of jasper, Qi Lin left the wedding scene in despair, carrying the Scarlet Empress on his back, with ebony and white ivory, and left the imperial capital of Demacia.

Vivien's wounds to Qi Lin were too sharp and too mocking.

I don't know what to do, I go deep, and I don't know why the injury plummets.

For a month, Qi Lin was like a wandering swordsman, trekking across mountains and rivers and crossing streams.

Qi Lin didn't know how long he had been gone.

On the way, we came to a desert.

Walking on the desert, the sun scorched the earth, Qi Lin looked at the boundless yellow sand desert, and the grief-stricken Qi Lin wanted to look up to the sky and howl, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Climb up to sit on a sand dune and see another sand dune.

On the horizon in the distance is a continuous desert like hills.

Qi Lin suddenly felt so tired and tired, sitting on the sand, Qi Lin's heart was full of pain, and there was hatred in addition to the pain.

Hate Vivien? Hate yourself? Or hate this world.

Suddenly, I saw that the sky changed suddenly, and it was still a sunny day with a beautiful wind and sun, and suddenly thunderclouds rolled.

"Wow."

In the lonely desert, Qi Lin sat paralyzed on the sand, drenched in the rain.

Qi Lin felt a little cold and lonely.

Falling on the sand, the rain washed over his body, Qi Lin in this uninhabited desert, after all, he didn't know how long he had been depressed, and he shed tears, mixed with the cold rain.

Qi Lin suddenly jumped up in the pouring rain, and Ha Lu Ha Da laughed.

He continued to walk aimlessly in the rain and suddenly stopped.

In the desert, in the heavy rain, you can see a man standing in front of a boulder for an unknown amount of time, and after a long time, he pulled out the long knife called the Scarlet Empress on his back.

After a long time, the man continued on the road, and his back looked so lonely, not lonely, not sad.

And that boulder, in the future, whenever someone passes by here, they will stop and watch, just because of the deep and profound line of big characters on this stone.

Tie her heart for a lifetime, and carry her own tears. Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, two years of wind and rain, a dream.

The heavy rain beat Qi Lin's clothes.

I don't know where to go, I don't belong to this world, Qi Lin looked at the world in front of him, and suddenly felt so confused, the world is big, where is my home.

After walking for a long time, the rain gradually subsided, and after climbing over the mountain, Qi Lin saw a thatched house.

It's getting late, and there's a bright light inside.

Qi Lin planned to go over and spend the night.

When I walked to the hut, I found that there was obviously a blacksmith living here, because not only did it live here, but there was also a simple blacksmith shop in front of the house.

Heavy rain washed over the eaves.

Suddenly, I only heard a low voice full of vicissitudes.

"Young man, it's raining so much, it's getting late, come in and sit down."

Go back.

It was an old man with a full head of gray hair.

The body still looks relatively tough, wearing a linen coarse coat, and his face is full of kind smiles.

He followed the old man into the house.

Very simple house.

The lit oil lamp seems to be extinguished at any moment as the wind blows.

"Young man, you don't look like you're from town, do you?"

The old man asked with a smile.

Qi Lin didn't speak, his eyes were slightly glazed, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

"How can you be here alone?"

Qi Lin still didn't speak.

The old man didn't ask anymore, left for a while, and found some dry food for Qi Lin.

"Grandpa, is there any water?"

"Oh." The old man's eyes lit up when he heard Qi Lin's words, as if he remembered something.

Locate a bottle of wine.

"You're lucky, I went to a nearby town today to buy wine, do you want to drink it?"

Qi Lin glanced at the old man, took the wine and took a sip, and was stunned on the spot after drinking.

The old man smiled knowingly.

"This wine is very delicious, it is privately brewed by the grandmother in the town, and ordinary people can't drink it."

Qi Lin didn't speak, he raised his head and drank it all.

The night passed.

The weather outside is bright.

Qi Lin leaned against the door frame and looked at the undulating sand dunes in the distance.

The old man was old and strong, and he was striking iron in the humble blacksmith shop outside the house, and there was a crisp crashing sound.

"Thank you for taking you in last night."

The old man's iron arm stopped.

"Young man, I thought you couldn't speak."

"Is there a town around here?"

"Yes."

"Do you live here alone? What's your name. Qi Lin asked leisurely.

"Yes, I don't want to stay in a crowded place, be quiet, it's good, I've lived here for more than 20 years, as for the name, young man, before asking someone else's name, should I report my name first."

Qi Lin was stunned and glanced back at the old man who was striking iron.

"My name is Qi Lin."

"Kirin? Good name, as for me, you can call me a blacksmith, I have been a blacksmith all my life, and few people ask me by name, they all call me an old blacksmith. ”

The old man was reluctant to say, so Qi Lin naturally didn't ask much.

Looking at the sand dunes like mountains in the distance, as well as the endless blue sky, Qi Lin was stunned.

"Blacksmith, you say, what is behind that mountain?"

The old blacksmith stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Naturally, it's still a mountain."

It's still a mountain, Qi Lin muttered.

"Young man, you look quite young, I actually saw you very early yesterday, walking alone in the heavy rain of the desert, looking lonely and depressed, what happened to you."

It was quiet for a long time.

"There is a mountain in my heart that blocks my view, I feel that I will never be able to climb it in my life, this mountain is pressing on my heart, it is not tall, it is not majestic, it is beautiful, beautiful sharp, so piercing. I thought I would live on this hill for the rest of my life, but only recently did I realize that the owner of this mountain is not me. ”

Qi Lin's eyes were full of sadness.

The blacksmith made iron.

"You can always climb over, there is no hurdle that cannot be crossed, there are better scenery on the other side of the mountain, more mountains."

Qi Lin smiled bitterly.

"Is the mountain really beautiful? But I think the mountain in my heart used to be the most beautiful. ”

The old blacksmith smiled.

"Everyone will go through this stage, and when they see a mountain, they want to know what is behind the mountain. I would love to tell him that maybe after going over the back of the hill, you will find nothing special. ”

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.

"Are you hurt by feelings?"

Qi Lin did not answer.

"Are you running away, are you hiding?"

Qi Lin's heart trembled.

"Shan Yue doesn't know what's going on in her heart, and the water and wind are empty and the flowers in front of her eyes. There are clouds in the Buddhist scriptures, the flag has not moved, the wind has not blown, it is the human heart that is moving. Qi Lin, in fact, it doesn't matter if the mountain in your heart or the mountain on the other side of the mountain, whether you have climbed it, lived in it, or can't climb it, it's okay to block it, a person's life is often climbing a mountain, and more often than not, what he faces is not the mountain, but the water. ”

"Water?"

"Well, everyone stays in the water more often than not in their lives, you can see your own shadow, you have to keep watching your reflection in the water to move forward, for what, because if you fall into the water, you won't drown, you will be drowned if you stay in the water, you have to keep swimming, keep swimming, you will find that the mountain blocks you and you won't die, you won't die if you press you, just out of breath, and if you stay in the water and stop moving forward, you won't die, so you only have to swim desperately."

Qi Lin's heart moved, and he turned his head and glanced at the old blacksmith deeply.

After a long time, Qi Lin seemed to understand something.

"Old blacksmith, you said that you have lived here for more than twenty years, and you are not lonely?"

"Lonely, how not lonely, but one day, you find that you have gone past the things that are more terrible than loneliness in this world, what is loneliness?"

Qi Lin looked at the old blacksmith and was silent, and the words of the old man in front of him suddenly enlightened Qi Lin a lot.

The old blacksmith was obviously over sixty years old, but he was old and strong, giving people a feeling that the sword was not old, and his words were very tasteful, and suddenly became mysterious in Qi Lin's eyes.

"Old blacksmith, have you ever been hurt by the woman you love?"

The old blacksmith smiled, put down his tools, and leaned against the wall.

It seems to be recalled.

"Yes, it's a good morning." The old blacksmith sighed.

"Have you found the answer?" Qi Lin glanced at the old man and asked.

The old man took out the wine bag and took a sip of wine.

"When I was younger, I thought there was an answer to everything. But when I got old, I felt that there was no such thing as an answer in life. Every day I have the opportunity to rub shoulders with a lot of people. Some people may become my friends or confidants, so I never gave up any opportunity to rub shoulders with others, and sometimes I broke my head. Whatever. Just be happy. ”

The old blacksmith showed a bright smile, and Qi Lin also smiled, very happily, and the gloom in his heart disappeared a lot.

Qi Lin found that every word the old man said was intriguing and worth pondering, and the old blacksmith's words made him think a lot in an instant.

Suddenly, he turned his head and saw the old blacksmith throwing the wine bag over.

He took the wine bag and took a sip.

"Wine is really a good thing, the more you drink the water, the colder it gets, and the more you drink it, the warmer it gets." Qi Lin sighed.

Raise your head and drink it all.

smashed his tongue and said suddenly.

"Old blacksmith, I found that I don't know when the road began, there is a date on everything, the saury will expire, the canned meat will expire, even the cling paper will expire, I thought that the feelings that could be old have long expired, I began to doubt, I was thinking, in this world, what else will not expire?"

The old blacksmith heard Qi Lin's question.

He began to play again, and did not speak.

Qi Lin was gloomy for a while, thinking that he could get the answer to this question from the old blacksmith, but he didn't have it at the moment.

He took a deep breath and looked at the world realm in the distance.

"Some people live in high-rise buildings, some people are in deep ditches, some people are bright, some people are embroidered, there are thousands of people in the world, floating clouds do not go to seek, if people are rainbows, they know it again. Spilling blood and tears for the person or thing you love, the worst result is nothing more than the other party saying what you want. ”

After a long time, Qi Lin only heard the old blacksmith's voice say calmly and forcefully.

Immediately, there was a feeling of empowerment.

"Some people live in high-rise buildings, some people are in deep ditches, some people are bright, some people are embroidered, there are thousands of people in the world, floating clouds do not go to seek, if people are rainbows, they know it again. Spilling blood and tears for the person or thing you love, the worst result is nothing more than the other party saying what you want. Qi Lin muttered and repeated.

Suddenly, he began to recall every word the old man had said before.

Look at the sand dunes in the distance, the white clouds in the sky.

The mountain is not a mountain, and the cloud is a cloud and not a cloud.

After a while, Qi Lin let out a hearty smile.

Go back.

"Thank you, old blacksmith." Qi Lin said with a smile.

Before he knew it, the blacksmith's iron was still in the shop, and the old blacksmith had already entered the thatched hut.

Under the blue sky, a white eagle soared by, letting out bursts of soft drinks.

(I feel what this chapter is written, hehe, weak shouts, firm beliefs, ask for recommendations, ask for subscriptions, ask for monthly passes, ask for a local tyrant, ask for everything!) ）