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The twenty-six people who had been in the underground warehouse for a long time, including Zheng Yimao and the others, had not experienced the warmth of the bonfire or drunk a sip of hot soup for a long time.

The most important thing is that after seeing Luo Qi's miracles, the twenty-six new people who came to the camp have a stable sense of belonging.

For the first time after the disaster, many people have a relaxed smile on their faces.

After dinner, everyone pulled up the canvases and set up several simple tents.

In each tent, a brazier was placed.

The canvas in which the tent was set up was full of cracks, which could not hide the chill of the night.

Luo Qi and the others gave everything that could keep out the cold to the old and weak women and children and the wounded, but it was still not enough, and the people who relied on the brazier to resist the cold in the night snuggled tightly with each other.

The light from the brazier, shining through the exposed plastic canvas into the dark night, is like a warrior who refuses to give in, fighting stubbornly against the endless night.

Luo Qi stood outside a canvas tent, the thin light of the fire reflected on him, and dragged a long black shadow on the ground beside him.

He looked up at the night that covered the sky, and his face looked a little cloudy.

"Xiao Luo."

Wu Jin's call sounded in his ears, and Luo Qi turned his head slightly.

Wu Jin, who was wearing bandages all over his body, slowly walked to his side.

Wu Jin looked at Luo Qi, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Today." ”

"You're doing the right thing."

"The principal and I both support your decision."

Hearing this, Luo Qi pursed her lips slightly, turned her head again, and continued to look at the night above her head.

He opened his mouth in a very light tone and said in a flat voice: "I have long known that Zheng Yimao is not a bad person. ”

"Whether it is the old and weak who have been following him, or the courage he has to stand up and meet me for the sake of those old and weak."

"You can see that he's not a bad guy."

"But."

Luo Qi lowered his head slightly, his eyes were leveled forward, his eyes were unusually clear, shining in the dark night, and said, "He and his friends, I'm afraid they didn't find it either." ”

"After going through so many things, they are already different from what they used to be."

"It's different from ordinary people."

Luo Qi opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath of the cold air in the night, and spit out a white mist.

A tired look flashed between his eyes, and his expression was a little lonely.

"Teacher."

"Zheng Yimao, you can't be a companion."

Hearing this, Wu Jin restrained the smile on his face and nodded.

He pursed his lips slightly and said, "That's right." ”

"When Zheng Yimao's hands were stained with human blood, those human blood had also seeped into his soul."

"His mannerisms and behaviors will fundamentally change from before he didn't kill anyone."

"If it is in the prosperous era, his situation may be slowly smoothed out with time."

"But in today's world, he will never be able to wash it clean."

"This world is like an invisible swamp that will ruthlessly pull those who fall into it into the bottomless abyss."

"No matter how hard you struggle, you won't be able to get out."

"Xiao Luo."

Wu Jin looked at Luo Qi with appreciation, but a trace of gloom flashed in his eyebrows.

He frowned slightly, staring worriedly at Luo Qi's side face.

"Actually, it's not just Zheng Yimao who has human blood on their hands."

"Remember, Zhao Tianying?"

Hearing this, Luo Qi's face remained unchanged, his eyes lowered slightly, and he glanced at the ground in front of him with his residual vision.

At that moment, his face looked a little hesitant.

The hint of hesitation quickly faded from his face.

"Yes."

"How could you forget?"

"Still."

Luo Qi turned his head slightly, glanced at Wu Jin beside him, his face was expressionless, and he said in a firm tone: "I am different from Zheng Yimao. ”

"Because, I'm not alone."

"As Cheng An told you, in my head, there are some memories of other people."

"I've already seen another troubled world."

"Therefore, this abyss-like world will not sink my heart."

Luo Qi turned his head again and looked straight ahead.

He wanted to show a natural point, but his face seemed a little stiff at this time.

His tone was very calm, and he said in a cold voice: "So, teacher." ”

"No matter how much I kill, I won't change."

"I've seen too much."

"I have long known that benevolence, righteousness and morality can only be bullied in troubled times."

"Wang Baxiong is the foundation of life in troubled times."

"Me."

I.

"There will be no problem."

It has long since changed.

Wu Jin looked at Luo Qi, the solemn look on his face was like thick ice that could not be melted under the scorching sun.

In the end, he turned his head, sighed slightly at the night in front of him, and after thinking about it for a long time, Fang said, "Xiao Luo." ”

"Memories are always memories."

"That's not yours."

"Those heroes who have passed away in the past are not you."

"The way of the world today is not the same as it was in the past."

"I know."

Luo Qi blinked slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he raised his head again and pursed his mouth slightly.

"But those two memories have changed me."

"Whether it's personality or behavior."

Hearing this, Wu Jin pursed his lips slightly, and said with a sigh on his face: "Yes." ”

"I've heard the headmaster's description of who you used to be."

"You've changed since you stepped out of that giant mushroom forest."

"Did you remember anything at that time?"

"Who is that person?"

Hearing this, Luo Qi was silent for a moment and said, "It's Guan Yu." ”

"Oh."

Wu Jin bit his lower lip and pondered for a long time before he said, "It's Guan Yunchang." ”

"Three Kingdoms?"

"I'm still familiar with his affairs."

"After all, there are many film and television dramas that describe the events of that time."

"But how much of what is described in film and television dramas is true?"

"Huh."

Luo Qi grinned, chuckled, and said, "Teacher." ”

"In the hearts of every Chinese who has read history, there is a Three Kingdoms."

"As for the three kingdoms, are they real?"

"It's become secondary."

Luo Qi shook his head, and said with a somewhat helpless face: "After all." ”

"Reality, in general, is not as exciting as imagined."

"Reality, in general, is more cruel than imagined."

"So reality, naturally, is not so popular."

Luo Qi turned around, faced Wu Jin, and said, "Teacher, I didn't just think of Guan Yu's memory. ”

"And Zhang Fei's memory."

"If, there is a next time, it may be Liu Bei's."

Luo Qi showed a self-deprecating look on his face, his tone was very calm, but his voice became cold as ice.

"Still."

"The memories that woke up in my mind are not very good."

"It can even be said that it is miserable."

Luo Qi pursed his lips slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and frowned: "On those two occasions, when I finished recalling. ”

"I'm going to be depressed for a long time, and I'm going to be sad for a long time."

"Sometimes, I can't tell the difference."

"Is he Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, or himself?"

"Thankfully, all I saw was a memory of those two men."

"Otherwise, I would have been schizophrenic a long time ago."

Hearing this, Wu Jin frowned tightly and wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but he saw Luo Qi's frowning brows suddenly stretch, and a smile bloomed on his face again.

Facing Wu Jin's gaze, Luo Qi, who was full of smiles, reached out and scratched her pale hair, and said in a somewhat pleasant tone: "Teacher." ”

"But my luck, actually, really wasn't bad."

"When life and death are at stake, along with those two strange memories, my strength will always be greatly improved."

"Many times, I have been able to come out of the hands of death."

"Possibly."

Luo Qi raised her head calmly, looking at the deep night with nothing, her eyes looked a little confused.

The smile on his face was slightly reduced, but he still smiled and said, "All this is because of me." ”

"There's something to accomplish."

Hearing this, Wu Jin, who had been watching Luo Qi, suddenly felt that a scorching flame seemed to ignite on Luo Qi's face at that moment.

The inexplicable light, carrying the high temperature of the flame, lit up Wu Jin's eyes, but it also made him wonder.

Wu Jin thought that he had seen the flowers, so he quickly closed his eyes and shook his head before he opened his eyes again and wanted to take a closer look, but found that Luo Qi had already turned around and walked past him.

"Teacher."

"Let's go rest first, I will arrange for Zheng Yimao and them to come to the vigil today."

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on them all night."

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