(Ask for a ticket!) Collect! Seeking Sanjiang)

Jiang Chuge actually lost it.

This incident made Xia Wei completely rampant, Li Zitian sat on the sidelines and watched the almost destroyed jungle, thinking about whether he would be cut in half with a kick if he stepped forward to dissuade him.

After a while, Xia Wei walked over with a gloomy look on her face, and sat next to Li Zitian.

Li Zitian was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to step forward or stay where he was, looking like he wanted to say something.

"If you have something to say, this girl is in a bad mood today, and she doesn't like to look at other people's stool faces." After blackening, Xia Wei seemed to speak more rudely.

Li Zitian, who had recovered some of his strength, began to smile bitterly again, "I originally persuaded you to vent, but it's no problem, don't go to Mary Laven as soon as you get hot, she must be ...... there now."

"It's covered in a net, isn't it?" Xia Wei's complexion didn't change much, but her breathing had gradually calmed down, "Of course I know, I won't be so brainless...... I was just going back to the jungle to see if the two bodies were still there......"

"Are you sure you're not out to vent?" Li Zitian interjected at an inopportune time, and in response to him, there were eyes that were more terrifying than a wolf.

Li Zitian laughed twice and stopped talking.

"The corpse is no longer there......," Xia Wei said in a rare hatred, "I didn't expect that I actually fell for that old woman's strategy of attacking the west, those two monsters were just to attract our attention, and her initial target was Jiang Chuge." ”

"So what do we do now? If there is no way to rush in and take Jiang Chuge's body back, there is no way to stop Mary's transformation of Jiang Chuge, if Jiang Chuge is really transformed into such a monster, it will really be bad for us. Li Zitian's expression was heavy.

"I didn't expect the situation to turn out like this," Xia Wei grinded the ground with her toes, "The rest of the things must be planned carefully." ”

The noisy woods fell silent again, and Xia Wei sat on the edge of the jungle and began to think, the brief mist in the jungle was scorched by the sun.

Time passed in silence, Xia Wei didn't speak, and even frowned a little, Li Zitian didn't dare to come forward to disturb, in addition to understanding that Xia Wei looked like a hedgehog full of hard thorns after blackening, he also knew that this time was quite a critical time.

After recovering some strength, Li Zitian stood up and began to walk around. Giving advice is not what he is good at, he naturally knows that it is appropriate to leave these things to the right people, but the silence around him now is a little anxious, the previous battle is not small, and no one knows when a large number of people will appear here.

It's not safe here.

But Xia Wei was silent, he could only be silent, but the uneasiness in his heart kept piling up, the Hezi in his body had almost completely lost its vitality in the battle just now, if there was really a large number of people, there was not much he could do.

He turned his head and found that Xia Wei was also frowning, her brown-red hair was already covered with dirt and dead leaves, and her clothes were cut out of shape, only able to cover some important parts. The wound between his waist and ribs had dried up, and large patches of dark red blood stuck to his clothes. But all this embarrassment did not be discovered by the woman. Li Zitian vaguely remembered that the woman in front of him loved cleanliness the most, and went to the bathroom to take a shower twice in just a few hours in the motel.

It seemed like she was really starting to get anxious too.

Thinking of this, Li Zitian's heart was strangely quiet. I can't worry about her, at least I can block the indifferent distractions for her.

Fang felt Li Zitian's gaze, Xia Wei raised his head slightly, Li Zitian's height was not low, and he couldn't see his face clearly when he looked at the sun with his back to the sun at this time, but he didn't know why, Xia Wei always felt that he was thinking about something obscene.

"Hey." Xia Wei shouted.

"Huh?" Li Zitian came back to his senses.

"Tell me about yourself."

"What?!" Li Zitian consciously felt that he had misheard, "Aren't you thinking about the strategy behind you?" ”

"It's called mind shifting, and when the main mind is at a dead end, if you divert your attention, the subconscious mind will think more quickly about what you were thinking about," Xia Wei explained confidently, "So, let's talk." ”

"Talk about me?" Li Zitian's expression was a little weird.

"Because you are more distinctive," Xia Wei laughed, "A good old man like you should be rarer than a giant panda in the world, are you a baby who has been hidden by the elders since childhood, and has never seen the sinister nature of this world?" ”

"And don't you think you want the idea that the world is free of strife, some idiot?"

"Idiot?"

Hearing Xia Wei's sarcasm, Li Zitian did not smile bitterly this time, but showed a look of remembrance, he sat on the ground with his ass, in fact, he also knew that his thoughts were indeed foolish dreams, especially in such a bloody world, he could kill people for what he wanted at any time, even if according to the rules of the final city, it is very likely that this thing will not fall into the hands of that person in the end, but the thought is impossible to stop anything.

In such a world, wanting peace in the world is even more magical than science fiction.

But he still wanted to do it, and he tried his best to do it.

Because his name is Li Zitian.

He was an orphan.

His grandfather was a philanthropic professor who was a tireless teacher. But such a person died in a special period, was killed by martial arts, was criticized as a cow, ghost, snake god, after death no one dared to claim, Li Zitian's father cried in front of his grandfather's corpse for two whole days, until the corpse began to stink, his father slowly, dragged his thin body and heavy corpse, came to a wasteland to bury his grandfather.

According to his father, his grandfather taught him not to fight with others since he was a child.

His father's eyes were red every time he talked about it. Ordinary people have seen such indifference, and the world may have become cynical or even anti-social people, but Lao Li's family does not, and Lao Li does not have it, perhaps because of the weakness they have passed down from generation to generation, they did not make his father a generation of murderers, but more kind, and firmly believe that this society can be changed for the better with everyone's efforts, and no one has a fight.

The young Li Zitian didn't understand, he pointed to the passers-by who were watching the quarrel and didn't come forward to stop him and asked his father, "Why don't they come forward to help, how can this society get better if they don't help." ”

But his father held his shoulders and said to him, "That's the problem, everyone thinks that others don't make a move, why should he make a move, everyone is waiting for others to make a move, at this time, all we can do is to be the first to stand up." It's like if everyone in the family doesn't farm, what you can do is not to be idle, but to work harder, so that everyone doesn't starve to death......"

After speaking, Lao Li pushed everyone away and stepped forward to dissuade him.

As a result, it was not an ordinary quarrel, one party moved the knife, and the twenty-centimeter-long duplex knife was directly inserted into Lao Li's chest.

The people were driven by Lao Li who stood up, and both sides of the action were stopped, but Lao Li died.

Li Zitian looked at the old man in his arms and broke his anger, he remembered what his father said to him before he died, "You see, everyone was not indifferent in the end, they stepped forward to stop the villains." If everyone's death can awaken the conscience of a part of the population, then this part of the sacrifice is worth it. ”

Is that so?

In order to make others sober for a while, we can pay such a heavy price?

Li Zitian didn't understand.

He wanted to be angry, he wanted to yell at him, but he couldn't get angry, and he couldn't become the cynical normal youth he wanted.

He's still the same as his father, and he's become a good old man.

This is a curse, it must be the curse of our old Li family.

He thought so more than once, but he also knew it was not a curse, for he remembered his father's serene look when he closed his eyes, and that look appeared more than once in his years to come, like a constant wake-up call that would guide his path.

That's when he knew he was the only one to go down this path, because he had no choice.

Then he died, in an armed robbery, and he replaced the little girl who was a hostage, and died in that confrontation.

When Li Zitian told this story, Xia Wei couldn't help but feel a chill, if kindness reached an extreme, maybe it was also a disease.