The maltose in the fat man's mouth next to him creaked, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the earth, the wind was as soft as a feather, there was no trace of the usual killing and cold, Ai Hui didn't know if he would remember this day in the future.

"Decided?" asked the fat man vaguely.

"It's decided. Ai Hui replied in the affirmative, he had already made a decision, and there was nothing to hesitate about.

The fat man seemed to sigh and envy: "Don't be compared to those little kids, that will make me feel ashamed." I don't understand, what's the good of fighting and killing? With this money, it's enough for us to go back and live well for half a lifetime! How many people will go into the wilderness with us? Two thousand! Just the two of us will survive! This is the money to buy lives, you know! I'm dead, my family can still get this money, you're going to die......

"So I have to live. Ai Hui interrupted and became more and more excited, and the fat man who stood up directly, his unruly face was indescribably calm at the moment.

The opportunity to enter the Five Elements Heaven was not easy to come by. His qualifications were not outstanding enough, and he was not qualified to enter the Five Elements Heaven, but his performance in the past three years has been very good, and the calmness he showed in a complex and tense environment, as well as the courage and fighting spirit he showed at critical moments, are impressive.

When he made a request to get a place to enter the Five Elements Heaven, he finally agreed after thinking about it.

Of the 2,000 laborers, only two survived, even if it was a lot of luck, it was enough to say a lot about the problem.

The fat man sat down dejectedly, Ai Hui's stubbornness was too familiar to him. After thinking about it, he became uplifted again, and said with sincerity on his face: "Remember to write my name in the pension column, it is better to cheapen others than to cheapen me." ”

Ai Hui didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he plucked a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, and lay down comfortably with his head on his pillow. In the past three years of the wilderness, the nerves are highly tense every day, blood, life and death, fighting, it is a cold world mixed with darkness and scarlet.

How the past three years have passed, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to recall, it's not a good memory.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, warm and comfortable, Ai Hui's brows stretched involuntarily, and the coldness and recklessness on his face relaxed little by little, quiet and peaceful.

It's so comfortable!

The warm body gradually relaxed, and Ai Hui's thoughts also became sluggish, like a mist that had lost its restraints, spreading silently.

The warm sunshine, the slightly drunken wind, some strange and some familiar feelings, awaken those strange and familiar memories in the depths of the mind.

Three years ago, the sun and wind in the Sword Cultivation Dojo were like this.

The sun did not rise, breathing in the cold air, and he began to clean the dojo converted from an old warehouse. Wipe the floor three times first to warm up. After mopping the floor, start beating the wooden shelves. The wood was usually picked up by him from the nearby streets, and it was of different lengths and thicknesses, so the shape of the shelves naturally could not be so exquisite.

After laying the wooden shelf, he began to sort out the cheats of the sword book that his boss had recently received.

One yuan and twenty catties of these cheats is the market price, the paper books are cheap, the iron coupon Jinbei is a little more expensive, and the jade slip is the least valuable. The workload is not small, but no one urges, and Ai Hui is never in a hurry, so by the way, flip through it and comment on it.

Occasionally, he would fantasize about what kind of scenery he should be in the era of Xiuzhen, and he would sell sword books until his hands were weak.

After sorting out the sword book cheats, he was about to start sorting out the flying sword and sword.

The sun had risen by this time, and it was warm, as it is now. The corners of Ai Hui's mouth couldn't help but slightly hook up a shallow smile.

Although the spiritual power of the flying sword sword was lost, it was bleak, just a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron. However, in the sun, Ai Hui is often attracted by their ancient beauty.

The flying sword represents the pinnacle of the cultivation world, and it is the favorite thing of the refining masters of the past dynasties, it is strange and strange, there are all kinds of shapes, and some shapes even make people unable to associate with the flying sword at all.

He didn't touch it if it was too rusty, and if it broke, the boss would scold him again.

No salary, three meals to eat, such a life for the street child who was in exile until the age of ten, as beautiful as the sun at this time, he could not find a better word of praise.

The boss is a good person, but his ability to do business is a little worse.

Would a qualified businessman go to a sword cultivation dojo?

Ai Hui has been in the dojo for three years, and no more than ten people have come to visit the dojo. Seeing the signboard of the Sword Cultivation Dojo hanging at the door, the nine adults turned around and left.

Where is there still sword cultivation now?

There is nothing in the sword cultivation field except countless cheats and sword books, swords, and flying swords, and for these things, the boss has run all over the waste markets all over the country, and even when he goes to other places to do business, he will bring a batch back.

It can be said that the boss's fanaticism for sword cultivation is simply unreasonable, and the shipping costs are much more expensive than their cost.

Of course, occasionally, Ai Hui felt that with the poor financial resources of the boss, it seemed that he could only afford to play a cheap hobby like sword cultivation.

Ai Hui persuaded the boss that it was better to change to forging a body or something, anyway, it was much more promising than sword cultivation. The boss was furious and scolded him to the core, and Ai Hui understood that the boss's talent for business was really lackluster.

Ai Hui, who was guarding the empty dojo, simply pondered the secret books of the sword book for one yuan and twenty catties. didn't practice sword cultivation, thanks to the blessing of insisting on exercising, the fight was a lot stronger, and he recruited three or two little children with his fists.

The boss had poor skills, and his business failed and he was unable to repay his debts, so he committed suicide. Ai Hui is sad, the boss is a good person, but not strong.

It is natural to repay debts, and the dojo should be owned by someone else. On the last day, the debt collector came to the dojo to collect it, Ai Hui said to himself.

But when he saw with his own eyes that the crude bookshelf he had beaten was knocked to the ground, and the sword book was full of cheats, half of which had been dragged back by the boss from a far away city. When he saw that the sword frame that had to be wiped several times a day was trampled into pieces by the debt collector, the boss said that it was a treasure he had scavenged from a sword venerable cave mansion, and the flying sword on the sword rack had been stained with blood for thousands of miles, shocking the crowd. When he saw that the nine-tone sword wind chimes hanging under the eaves were torn to pieces, the boss said that it was the heavy weapon of the famous nine-tone sword gate back then.

He couldn't hold back, like a wounded wolf on the verge of despair, and pounced frantically.

It's just a struggle, well, a dying struggle.

Ai Hui didn't know the name of the boss, so he found a wooden board and wrote the word "boss" as a spiritual position card, made incense from thin branches, burned all the sword books that could be burned to the boss, kowtowed, and wished that God would bless the boss to be able to realize the sword and repair his dream in heaven.

With a wound all over his body, staring at the messy dojo for a long time, he turned and left. Walking through the dappled light and shadow falling from the uneven rooftops along the street, he walked mechanically and subconsciously forward, not knowing where to go.

Even in the past year, the feeling of being at a loss and being alone is still so clear. He remembered feeling a little cold, wrapping up his washed white clothes tightly, putting his hands in his pockets, and the sun that day was different from today's sunshine, it was bitterly cold.

Walking and walking, I don't know how long, until the intense hunger pang woke him up from his state of silence. Hungry and cold, he saw the announcement of the recruitment of wild laborers in the Five Elements Heaven.

With nowhere to go and nowhere to go, he went.

Fortunately, I survived.

......

Ai Hui's thoughts retracted, and he found that his body was unconsciously slightly tense, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, such a good time was ruined by the not too good past.

He let out a long exhale, trying to loosen his tense muscles.

For three whole years, in the wilderness, he was lucky to survive. Only two of their 2,000 people survived, one was him and the other was Qian Dai. Oh, and the fat man's name is Qian Dai.

The families of the dead laborers will receive a pension, and the living can get a large sum of money, and the Five Elements Heaven has never been stingy in this regard.

The fat man is about to go home, his family is all orphans and widows, and he has to support a large family by himself, and he is under more pressure than himself.

"Okay, I also know that you are the king of the eight who eat scales and have an iron heart. You have a bad temper and many problems, and you never listen to anyone's advice. You are also not young, and you still have this virtue, how will you marry a daughter-in-law in the future? Save money and spend a little money...... "The fat man is still rambling, I don't know if the separation is imminent.

Ai Hui doesn't feel so annoying when he is impatient on weekdays, but as soon as he hears the fat man talk about money, his brain immediately hurts a little, as long as this guy touches the word money, it will be like being beaten with chicken blood.

Sure enough, seeing that the green tendons on the fat man's neck began to beat, Ai Hui immediately made a decision and immediately threw out a cloth bag: "For you!"

The fat man glanced at Ai Hui with some puzzlement, but he caught it with a flexible hand that did not match his body, and as soon as he started the cloth bag, the fat man's small eyes immediately widened.

As soon as the fingers as thick as carrots were pulled, the cloth bag was untied in an instant, and the fat man looked at it, and his fat body trembled with excitement.

Ai Hui turned his face away with disgust, and the fat man couldn't look at it when he saw Qian's face.

"Smack!" The fat man rushed over and held Ai Hui's hands, his face was full of emotion, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

Seeing the fat man's appearance, Ai Hui was also moved in his heart, feeling that he still thought of the fat man too much, the two had fought side by side for so long, and this friendship was sincere and deep. He was not used to such a scene, and he wanted to shout out, but thinking that he was about to separate, he tried to restrain himself, slowed down his voice, and said a little jerky: "Anyway, I am alone, and there are not many places to use money, you go back to the old land, there are many people in the family, and there are more places to use money than me......"

"Good brother, really my good brother!" The fat man choked and shook Ai Hui's hands desperately, tears in his eyes: "The Five Elements Heaven includes food and lodging, and you can't use the remaining half, why don't you give it to me together?"

It's so naïve that I would still be lucky with this guy. Ai Hui's hands that were held suddenly clenched back, and with a slight force, the fat man was like a light fat cloud, flying out more than ten feet on the ground, smashing on the ground and splashing a mouthful of maltose.

"Get out!"

It's nice to finally be able to get straight to the heart.

Ai Huiyun clapped his hands lightly, and touched the money bag in his arms by the way, the fat man's hands and feet were very fast, and he couldn't prevent it.

The fat man got up from the ground with a disgraced face.

The whistle sounded for the camp assembly in the distance, and the two fell silent.

The time has come to separate, and this is the last gathering. Ai Hui is going to the Five Elements Heaven, and the fat man is going back to the old land. The orange sunset, which was about to fall to the ground, dragged their shadows for a long, long time.

"Ai Hui, survive!"

"Hmm. ”