"your grandma!" I lost my mind in an instant, picked up the shovel and slapped the old Taoist's head hard, but I didn't want the old Taoist priest to suddenly make a move, as fast as lightning, and grabbed the shovel handle with one hand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The embarrassment is embarrassing, I don't dare to let go at all, because if this weapon falls into the hands of this old Taoist, I don't know what will happen.

"You're just like them, and you don't believe me?!" The old Taoist priest suddenly raised his head and stared at me with a pair of eyes, and the moment I met his eyes, I knew that if I continued like this, he would definitely kill me, because I saw in the depths of his eyes another extreme emotion beyond despair.

Hatred.

The desire to survive quickly calmed my brain, and as soon as I let go, I pulled out the hunting knife hanging from my waist with my backhand and slashed at the old Taoist priest's neck.

This time it was different, the last time I lost my mind, and this time, I knew exactly what I was doing.

Although he saved my life, I still have to cut his neck with a knife.

It's not about morality, it's about good and evil, it's not about human nature.

Because he is dead, and I am still alive.

The blade pierced the air with a sharp whistling, and the blade was as bright as a mirror, reflecting my distorted face, and to my surprise, the old Taoist priest did not dodge, or even reach out to block it, and let my knife slash at his neck.

There was no blood splattering everywhere, only a muffled sound, and my knife seemed to have been cut on a piece of hard wood.

There was an emotion in the eyes of the old Taoist priest when he looked at me, it was a kind of pity, and it could even be said to be schadenfreude, and then, what happened to Xiao Zhang a few minutes ago also happened to him.

He became a tree.

I didn't have any courage anymore, so I ran away, and the voice of the old Taoist priest sounded behind me, "Run, run, run, run away, where can you escape?" You can't escape, you can't escape......" I threw away my hunting knife, covered my ears with my hands, and burst into tears, if I continue like this, I will definitely go crazy.

Who can tell me what this is all about, if only one person walks with me here and listens to me pour out my bitterness.

However, this is undoubtedly a luxury.

I ran as hard as I could, until I lost the last of my strength and fell to the ground. I don't want to get up again, even if I die like this, I don't want to take another step in this forest.

A sound came from in front of me, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of me, a stone's throw away.

After all, it still came, I sighed, raised my head and looked ahead with hazy teary eyes, and suddenly I was stunned, this turned out to be a pair of human feet, although it was wrapped in sludge, but I still recognized it at a glance, and I was puzzled for a while, is there anyone else in this ghost place?

I sat up from the ground with a grunt, and when I looked up, I couldn't help but be surprised, because the man standing in front of me was not a modern person at all, but a tall, burly ancient military commander with a full face and beard. What the hell, is this forest really able to connect different times?

"I finally got you out of here, why did you come back?" The man opened his mouth and said, he was speaking the ancient language, or the dialect of Zhao during the Warring States Period, but fortunately, Lao Zhao taught me some before, and I could barely understand it.

This world is really wonderful, I said in my heart, could it be that Lao Zhao had expected such a day, so he taught me the dialect of Zhao Kingdom? But this is a bit nonsense to think about, if Lao Zhao really had this ability of unpredictable prophets, he wouldn't let the two of us go to the desperate village.

Yes, when I was fooled by a buddy to rob the tomb, I met an ancient man more than 2,000 years ago in a forest, and what is even more strange is that I can understand what this ancient man said, not because I suddenly have any special functions, but because the buddy who fooled me into robbing the tomb taught me, this coincidence, it's simple.

And what he said was also a little wrong.,This tone is obviously familiar with me before.,Do I know him? It's impossible, has he been here for a long time, and his mind is a little abnormal, and everyone looks like an acquaintance? And what did he mean by that, he finally sent me away, does this guy know the way to get out of here? That's great news.

I was about to organize a language response to him, when I saw him reach out to me, I was stunned for a moment, took her hand, and was pulled up by him.

"Well, it's all fate, and you can't change it if you want to, since that's the case, you can accompany me here." He uttered the headless sentence again.

"That, General, I think you should be mistaken, I'm not the one you know, the two of us have been wrong for more than 2,000 years, let me tell you, this forest is very evil, you think you just came in here for a few days, in fact, thousands of years have passed outside the forest, you don't understand, right, in fact, I don't understand," I looked at him with a confused look, and then said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, the top priority now is that the two of us cooperate, get out of here quickly, and then we will start ...... again"

"Thou hast not changed thy gibberish," the general suddenly interrupted me, "thou hast just said to leave, thou knowest what kind of place this is, I have been here for more than two thousand years, and one day thou hast not wanted to go out, and thou hast tried all the methods thou hast thought of and those thou hast not thought of, but how can thou get out?" ”

"What do you say?! More than 2,000 years...... You, are you a human or a ghost? "I almost bit my tongue off, this is different from what I thought, and this guy said that he has been here for more than 2,000 years, so what is he, the old Taoist priest said "he's still alive", is he talking about?

He looked at me with a deep gaze and didn't answer, but I immediately realized that he was lying.

"For more than 2,000 years, no matter what kind of armor you have, it should have rusted to ashes, but this armor on your body is as good as new," I didn't finish speaking, for fear that he would be annoyed and angry after being torn apart, and kill me. I don't know why, when Xiao Zhang was away, my IQ exploded instantly, and when it came to Xiao Zhang, he ...... If you don't say it, it's all tears if you talk about it.

"You don't understand." The guy shook his head, "Every day passes, I carve a scratch on the tree, every year passes, I carve a deeper mark on the tree, every hundred years, I carve a word on the tree, and now there are twenty-six words on the tree, and there are countless notches." ”

I walked around, and sure enough, this guy has no reason to lie to me, if a person runs into the mountains and old forests in armor in order to deceive people, and carves so many things in the trees, then he is really very sick, and the chance of such a person appearing is lower than that of people who have lived for more than 2,000 years.

But soon I found another problem, the nicks were all new, so I voiced my doubts.

"I can't explain it, but tell you that everything here can't be measured by common sense," the guy shook his head again, "you don't understand. ”

"Do you think it's possible, time stands still in this place, that is, as long as we are in this forest, we will not grow old and we will not die," I speculated, "and you have not met anyone else for more than two thousand years?" ”

"Yes, aren't we all around?"

I looked around in horror, could there be anyone around here that I couldn't see? But I immediately understood what he meant.

"They've all turned into trees, haven't they?" I asked, "But why didn't you become a tree?" ”

"Because of my obsession," he sat down against a tree, "you're the first person I've met in a hundred years, can you talk?" ”

Why is someone chatting with me again, in the future, I want to clearly mark the price, and talk for an hour and a bright device, I seem to see a golden strip to make a fortune, phew, and it's far away.

"Drinking?" I bit out the three words of this crepe, took out the liquor brewed by Lao Zhao from my bag, threw it to the general, he bit it open with his teeth, poured a big sip, and shouted, "What a strong wine!" ”

I smiled proudly, that's natural, the degree of rice wine brewed by the ancients is about the same as beer, and the wine brewed by Lao Zhao is more than 50 degrees, he poured such a big sip, and he didn't faint directly, it was already considered a large amount of wine.

"You just said that the reason why you didn't become a tree is because you have an obsession, right?" I can't imagine what kind of obsession can make him live in this dark place for more than 2,000 years, and the person in front of me is much crazier than the old Taoist priest, because he knows exactly what he is doing.

A delirious madman is not terrible, but a madman who knows exactly what he is doing is very scary.

"My obsession is my country, the country that was destroyed by Yingzheng, my Da Zhao." He whispered softly, like a whisper.

"You're ......" I was immediately interested.

"My name is Lian Po."

"Lian Po?! You are the Lian Po who is known as the four famous generals of the Warring States with Bai Qi, Li Mu and Wang Qian? I shouted, this is too, "After the fall of the Zhao State, didn't you go to the Chu State, why are you here?" ”

"I didn't expect you to know me," he shook his head, not answering my question, "you really resemble a best friend of mine when I was younger, but two thousand years have passed, and he can't still be alive." ”

Yes, not only is your friend gone, but your enemy, His Majesty the First Emperor, who claims to be eternal, is also gone, countless talented and beautiful women, emperors and generals, have all turned into a cloud of smoke, time is really a pig-killing knife, I sighed in my heart while filling the shotgun with gunpowder.

"You say, will the land swept by war and trampled by iron hooves grow new hope?" He looked into the distance with his eyes, that was the direction of Zhao Guo, that was his hometown.

I was silent because I had no way to answer.

How can I tell him that the rise and fall of dynasties, like the withering glory of a hundred generations of trees, how many golden iron horses, loyal bones and yellow sand, in the end it is just a passing smoke, the sorrows and joys of the world that have been refined for thousands of years, in the end, it is only a few strokes in the history of the youth, maybe he knows this, but he doesn't want to admit it, because of this, he has no home.

Without home, there is no belonging, no concern.

"I'm leaving, I can't fall down, I can't go back, because going backwards means ...... Death," he stood up, drawing his sword at his waist, "Brothers, charge!" ”

He strode forward with his sword brandished as if there were thousands of horses in front of him and thousands of horses behind him.

Looking at that firm back, the familiar feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger, and I couldn't help but blurt out, "Lao Zhao!" ”

I don't know why I'm shouting that, it's a very hazy and vague feeling.

I saw his figure tremble visibly, turn his head slightly, and smile meaningfully at me.

This smile will take me a lifetime to interpret.

Several vines shot out from the depths of the forest, interrupting the fledgling smile, piercing his body and pinning him to the ground, and he struggled to his feet, a cluster of bright red blood splattering out of the wound and dissolving into a mist of blood that diffused into the air.

"Run!" At the last moment of his life, he let out a loud roar, I knew it was for me, but I didn't move, my body and spirit were already extremely bad, this was the third time that someone very important had died in front of me, that heart-wrenching, that feeling of paleness and powerlessness, made my spirit almost collapse.

I covered my mouth desperately and cried until my whole body was convulsing.

"When the dream of the homeland is accompanied by the ribs shattered under the iron hooves of the enemy,

When the banner and the corpse slowly rotted in the dirt,

The withering of thousands of lives is nothing but a string of lifeless numbers in the history books,

It is not the hot land of the old country that buries them,

Rather, it is the raging wind and sand,

They are not greeted by flowers and embraces,

It's the gnawing of ants,

The miserable moonlight shines on the rotten bones,

Hovering crows devour the broken corpses,

Thin shoulders can't bear a rusty sword,

The parched eyes can't shine with the glory of the past,

Blood kissed someone's old wound like a falling flower,

The long night is like the end of the curtain in whose field,

Who looks into the distance in the afterglow of the setting sun,

That's the hometown that no one can ever go back to,

Who whispers in the falling snow,

Who sings a song of sorrow in the long night,

Who forgets the past,

And who will whisper their story,

Where is the road?

Where is home?

Where is the country?

Where is the loyalty,

Where is the glory,

Where are the guardians?

Where is the king?

Where is the flag,

Where is the hatred......

A voice rang out in the depths of the woods, chanting incessantly, ethereal, as if coming from all directions, it was a requiem that Death had played for me.

After all, I still can't escape!

"Who?! Come out for me! I roared hysterically, picked up my gun, and ran over.

It's like a wounded trapped beast that begins its final dying throes.