Fang Shiliang held this sword in his hand, and waved it a few times like crazy, with tears streaming down his face, looking extremely embarrassed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

By this time, the evening breeze was already blowing stronger.

And the snowflakes falling in the sky also have a tendency to gradually get bigger.

But all this did not affect Fang Shiliang's drunkenness.

Even if this snowstorm can freeze thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, it still can't freeze the heart of this drunken maniac.

The more people who usually act indifferent, the more important they actually value more than ordinary people in some things.

I don't know how many years Fang Shiliang has suppressed the grief in his heart, but I am sure that the pain hidden in his heart is by no means something that ordinary people can imagine.

After a long time, I accidentally learned about something.

Fang Shiliang's emotions have always been normal, and they are all within a limit that he can control.

But whenever it was time for the Chinese New Year, he got drunk and couldn't control his emotions anymore.

His situation can be described in four words: the destruction of his family, which is not too much at all.

After suffering so much, he tried to end his life many times, but he could not die.

Whether Fang Shiliang can live forever or not, no one can say for sure in this short period of time.

But when it comes to whether you will not die, it seems that this has been recognized by many people.

Fang Shiliang, a person who is almost an immortal, is difficult to die if he wants to.

Ninety-nine percent of the gentlemen in our line will envy Fang Shiliang's ability, especially his physique that can't die at all, which makes those gentlemen envious and jealous.

Mr. who does not envy Fang Shiliang is divided into two kinds.

One is a gentleman who has a pure heart and few desires, and has no desires.

The other is those of us who are a little greedy by nature, but can think a little more.

Is immortality a good thing?

For myself, that must be a good thing, you can pretend to be forced as much as you want, you can do whatever you want, who can stop us?

In this era of hot weapons, if we are not even afraid of bullets, then we will have no weakness.

But from another point of view, immortality is actually a kind of torture.

With the passage of time, when you live longer and longer, and the familiar people around you are leaving one after another, this reality can definitely torture many people.

One can imagine what Fang Shiliang feels like now.

Fang Shiliang's age should be about the same age as Shen Shi'an, the two of them are gentlemen of the same generation, and they belong to the same era.

But compared with Shen Shi'an, Fang Shiliang's life is much more miserable.

Shen Shi'an is middle-aged, high-spirited, and has a family.

But what about Fang Shiliang?

Maybe it's because he can't get used to this world, or maybe this world can't tolerate him as a monster.

In the end, he still chose the path of independence and lived directly in seclusion in this deep mountain and old forest in the southwest.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there are no living people, only dead people.

Originally, I thought that Fang Shiliang didn't like to deal with living people, but after a long time, I realized that he didn't choose to enter the WTO to live, which may have something to do with the word "escape".

He is now a living person who cannot die, and every moment, he has to face the reality that his loved one has passed away.

If he hadn't hid in the deep mountains and old forests, he hadn't lived this kind of life of drinking to kill his sorrows and live with alcohol, but chose to live in the steel jungle of the city like a blind boss.

I can see others every day.

I can see other people's lives every day.

On this kind of day, I'm afraid it will really make Fang Shiliang's life worse than death.

In fact, in the final analysis, Fang Shiliang is not a strong person.

He was much weaker than anyone could have imagined.

"Everyone else is going home and celebrating the New Year in harmony!! Why does Lao Tzu have to stay alone in the mountains?!! Why did God do this to me?!! ”

Fang Shiliang looked really drunk, crying and laughing with the sword and waving it, the expression on his face was already indescribably complicated.

He's crying, that's right, those unstoppable tears prove it.

But at the same time, he was laughing.

It was a self-deprecating smile, I could tell.

"Brother Fang! Don't get excited! Isn't that with me! ”

I was busy comforting, but I didn't dare to go over directly to comfort him, after all, this grandson's mental condition is not optimistic, just like him, if he is angry, I guess he can kill me with a sword.

But I have to say, although Fang Shiliang is very scary like that, I always feel that he has a tendency to kill people and vent his anger, but in my opinion, I think he is quite pitiful.

That's when I thought about something.

Fuck me.

Although Fang Shiliang's grandson is very unparticular about being a person, he still cares about his image very much, although he doesn't have any image.

If this is the case today, then he will remember it tomorrow....... I'm going to fucking die!!

"You're with me?"

Fang Shiliang laughed, and before I could react, this grandson rushed to my side and strangled my neck.

"Good, good! It is worthy of being a good offspring taught by me! Then you die with me! Okay?!! ”

Fang Shiliang strangled my neck with a lot of force, and it made me breathless at that time.

"I really want to die now, will you die with me?"

As he spoke, Fang Shiliang loosened his arm and let me go, then looked at me pitifully and pointed at himself: "I'll go get two knives, let's stab each other one by one, you give me a knife, and I'll give you another knife, okay?" ”

"Brother!! You've really drunk too much!! ”

I hugged Fang Shiliang's arm and said to him with a pale face: "Can we stop playing like that!" Life is precious! Brother price is higher! You're such a little brother as me! If I die, and you don't die, then ........"

"It's okay, it's a big deal, I'll lie in the grave with you for decades." Fang Shiliang patted me on the shoulder and said in a kind manner: "I must do everything for you!" Rest assured! ”

At this time, Fang Shiliang's tears had stopped, and his attention was all on me.

I think he really wanted to kill me.

No wonder they say that good things can't be done casually these days, I can be regarded as a teacher.

Uncle's! Who am I messing with?! Didn't you see that Fang Shiliang was too pitiful, so I comforted him a few words by the way?!

As for dragging me to death?!

"Look at it! You don't want to die with me! What else are you talking about bro?! Fang Shiliang scolded and said, raised his hand, and slapped me on the back of the head, so painful that my tears came out.

As soon as the words fell, Fang Shiliang slapped the back of my head and then said to me: "Go and pour a jar of wine for Lao Tzu." ”

When I heard this, I didn't dare to hesitate, nodded and ran back to pour him wine.

This grandson's madness has come up, and if I dare to ink with him, he will be able to hack me alive, which is really no joke.

When I poured him a jar of wine again, Fang Shiliang calmed down a little, stopped scolding the street, and didn't think about dragging me to death anymore, and drank silently.

At this moment, Fang Shiliang is indeed like a child, crying and crying is fine, and his mood changes so quickly.

"Thank you."

When I heard these two words, I was slightly stunned, and then I glanced at Fang Shiliang.

At this time, Fang Shiliang seemed to have sobered up a lot, holding the wine jar in his arms, and looked at the sword in his hand without saying a word.

"The one you're holding is a copper coin sword, right?" I asked casually.

"Well, what is breaded here is a copper coin sword." Fang Shiliang nodded and grinned: "Do you know how much I paid to find this sword?" ”

I shook my head and didn't speak.

"Forget it, tell you, you won't believe it."

Fang Shiliang sighed: "Since I came down in seclusion in this mountain, there are only two people who have come to accompany me to eat Chinese New Year's Eve, and one of them is you." ”

"What about the other one?" I patted the snow off my body and asked.

"Your master." Fang Shiliang said.

"He's been here too?" I was stunned.

"Well, I drank too much with him that day, and I cried while holding the wine jar, and he sang with this sword." Fang Shiliang said with a smile.

Hearing this, I didn't understand what Fang Shiliang meant, holding this sword and singing?

"Singing?" I asked curiously.

"yes, or else." Fang Shiliang laughed and said, "Your master has lived too long, and what he has experienced is too similar to mine, so after that, I haven't had a good drink with him again, and I don't want to drink with him." ”

"What do you mean?" I scratched my head.

"Two people who have experienced the same thing, when they get drunk, will want to confide in each other and tell each other their stories, but these stories are too similar and boring."

Fang Shiliang said, slowly stood up, and looked up at the snowstorm.

"In the end, it just changed from one person crying to two people crying, and it was just more sorrow........