She used to be alone, without any worries.

She has stolen food from dogs, stolen other people's buns, eaten leaves, drank muddy water, and many times, she was hungry and punched and kicked, but she never cried.

Because she knows that crying will shed tears and consume energy, and she knows that if she cries, those who bully her will be happy.

So crying is too much of a luxury for her.

She had been living alone for a long time, so long that she herself was a little afraid, and she used to have friends, a little boy, a little beggar like her, and they slept together in the snow and ice at that time, and she felt that life still had some meaning.

Then she didn't expect that when she woke up, the little boy's body was completely cold, and his body was even covered with a layer of ice.

Then he was dragged away by the people and didn't know where he left it.

That day, she felt so cold, so lonely, she didn't even know why she was alive, but she had lived for so many years, with despair and indifference, for so many years.

Now that he finally met Ye Qiu, he is going to break into the inner courtyard again, and he is going to die again.

So although she didn't want to cry, her tears flowed out uncontrollably.

When Grandpa died, she didn't shed tears, when the little beggar died, she didn't shed tears, when people punched and kicked, she didn't shed tears, she didn't even know what tears were, but now, she cried.

Crying like a little cat.

Ye Qiu looked at her, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally just walked up, wiped the tears from her face, pinched her cheeks, and then walked forward.

He walked so decisively, so fast.

The little girl was even more sad, she wanted to stop him and tell him that she would not talk back to him in the future, and she would not call him rotten leaves in the future, and she would listen to what he said in the future, and she was willing to treat him as a cow and a horse......

But she didn't, she didn't even turn around, she just howled, cried heartily, cried heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to shed all the tears that had not been shed in all these years at this moment.

Both old men seemed to be moved by her cry and sighed at the same time.

They looked at Ye Qiu's back, in the wind and snow, in addition to pride and indifference, there was also a kind of determination, a determination to see death as home.

The old man on the right was a little dissatisfied: "Finally, two talented people came, seeing that the hope of the outer courtyard is on them, and now there is one of them with severe poison in his body, and there is one left, you are good, simply let him go to death." ”

The old man on the left sighed, and seemed to regret that he had let Ye Qiu go to the inner courtyard, but then there was a light in his eyes, "What if he succeeds?"

"What if?" the old man on the right sneered, "In case, it's one in ten thousand, even if it's the dean, it's also a fourth-order spirit master, what about Ye Qiu?" Liu Sheng, Liu Sheng, we've known each other for almost a hundred years, why are you getting older and more confused." ”

The old man known as Liu Sheng frowned and said, "Why don't I go and stop him?"

The old man on the right snorted coldly and asked rhetorically, "Do you think you can stop him?"

Liu Sheng shook his head and said leisurely: "Su Jin, if this kid is really dead, will you blame me?"

The old man on the right looked at the direction of Ye Qiu's departure, and let out a long breath, "I haven't seen him for so many years, even if I do, what can I do?" It's just a pity, such a good seedling was buried in the Oriental Academy like this, speaking of which, it was my obsession that hurt him, if it wasn't for me, how could you ......?"

Liu Sheng said: "If you hadn't been injured to save me, you wouldn't have missed the assessment in the inner courtyard, how could I bear to watch you spend days and nights in the pain of missing." ”

Su Jin smiled and said, "I have never regretted it, who let us be brothers." ”

......

Ye Qiu ran all the way towards the mountain, and the sky was getting brighter at this moment.

In the pine forest where last night's battle was made, many students of the Oriental Academy were holding torches at this moment to collect the bodies of those people.

The students were busy talking about it.

It has been many years since students from the Oriental Academy fought each other, and even if there were students with grievances, they would die in the martial arts arena, and then solve it in a duel, and there had never been a situation where four people died in a row like this.

They really couldn't understand what kind of deep hatred they had to make these people not hesitate to violate the rules of the academy and assassinate Ye Dong here.

What made them even more incomprehensible was what kind of means the young man who saved Ye Dong used to kill so many people at the same time, and even Chu Jingtian couldn't dodge.

Chu Jingtian is the tenth person on the standings, and among the students in the entire outer courtyard, there are only a few hands that can defeat him, even if it is the three demons in the top three in the standings, it is impossible to kill Chu Jingtian with one move.

In addition, his cousin passed the assessment of the inner courtyard last year, and in the entire outer courtyard, even the teacher was extremely polite to Chu Jingtian.

But now, Chu Jingtian is dead, and he was killed by one move.

It's just too bizarre and too hard to accept.

They really wanted to see who that young man really was.

Of course, they didn't know that the young man who rushed towards the martial arts arena and passed them by was the person they wanted to see the most at the moment.

Ye Qiu walked through the pine forest and soon came to the martial arts arena.

At this time, there was no one in the martial arts arena, it was empty, in stark contrast to the liveliness of the day, especially when the cold wind blew, the huge martial arts arena seemed lonely and depressing.

After passing through the martial arts arena and continuing to walk south for a distance, you can see a cliff, the whole cliff is as smooth as a mirror, not to mention the road, there is not even a single protruding stone.

At the foot of the cliff, there is a small wooden house.

The wooden house was low, built against the cliff, with no windows, only a door, the vermilion paint on the door had completely peeled off, and the knocker was covered with rust and looked dilapidated.

This door looks like it hasn't been opened for at least years, and it's not that far from the arena here, so it stands to reason that this knocker shouldn't have so much rust.

Ye Qiu didn't have the heart to pay attention to these at the moment, he walked directly to the door, patted the door behind him, the wooden door trembled, the vermilion paint on the door and the rust on the door knocker fell instantly, piling up on the snow in front of the door, making people look uncomfortable.

He slapped for a long time, and there was no response inside, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and the slapping force was greater.

The monotonous and frequent slapping sound constantly echoes under the cliff, and the sound of wind and snow whistling makes it sound a little creepy.

"Come in. Suddenly, a voice came from the cabin, hoarse and long, like it came out of hell.

Perhaps, his voice was meant to lead people to hell.

Perhaps, hell is in this door.

But Ye Qiu had already pushed the door open.

With a "squeak", the crack in the door began to expand, and the light reflected by the snow shot into the room with the crack in the door, making the dark room suddenly have a glimmer of light, but it was still so dark, and there was even a strong smell of dampness and rancidity.

As soon as Ye Qiu walked in, he felt a cold air current rushing towards his face, making him almost suspect that he had come to hell.

There was nothing in the room, not even a table, the four walls were completely sealed, and the whole thing was like a box, but on the opposite side of Ye Qiu, there was a person sitting.

The man sat upright in the middle of the room, with white hair and unblinking eyes, and he sat cross-legged, covered with a thick layer of dust, motionless, like a stone statue.

If it weren't for hearing someone speak just now, Ye Qiu would definitely only think that this was a stone statue, and would not think that he was a living person.

For no one in this world would shut himself up in this small, dark room, and no one would sit on the ground for years without eating, drinking, or even moving, unless it was a dead man.

But the dead cannot speak, except in the living dead.

There is also a door behind this person, and there are three big characters written on the door, "the door of life and death", which is neat and vigorous, and the surrounding dampness and rancid smell make people feel a kind of chill.

Ye Qiu just glanced at it, and felt chills all over his body, it was almost cold to his bones, as if the whole person was about to condense, and hurriedly looked away and looked at the person sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He clenched his fists, and before he could speak, the man asked, "Who?"

The voice was still so hoarse and long, it almost startled Ye Qiu, because his eyes kept looking at this person, and when this voice came out, this person's mouth didn't move.

If he hadn't been anxious, he might have been frightened a lot, and replied, "Ye Qiu, a freshman in the outer courtyard." ”

"What?"

It was still two hoarse and long words, and his mouth was still motionless, not even his eyes moving, as if it was not him who spoke.

But there was no one else in this room except him, and if he hadn't spoken, wouldn't it be a ghost?

Ye Qiu replied: "If you have something urgent to go to the inner courtyard, please also ask the seniors to be accommodating." ”

The man did not speak, but his hand moved.

As soon as his hand moved, the dust on his arm fell, but the dust on his shoulders and body did not even move.

If a person moves, it is impossible not to move the body, because the hand is originally pulled by the muscles of the body to move, but the person's hand seems to be completely detached from his body, as if his hand is moving on its own, and it has nothing to do with his body at all.

His right hand lifted up mechanically, then moved backwards mechanically, while his four dry fingers flexed slowly, leaving only one index finger pointing at the door behind him.

He pointed to the door behind him, and his right hand was mechanically withdrawn and placed on his knee, exactly as before, and if it weren't for the fact that the dust on his right hand had decreased considerably, it would almost have been thought that his hand had not moved at all.

Ye Qiu glanced at the door, then hugged his fist at this person and walked up.

He stood in front of the door, hesitated slightly, and then reached out to push the door.

No matter what is behind this door, he must go in, even if it is really hell inside, as long as he can save Ye Dong, he is willing to go on a journey.

The door was pushed open, but there was nothing.

Yes, nothing, because here is full of darkness, boundless darkness, no light, no wind, not even air.

Ye Qiu slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them, still only seeing darkness.

Rao is that he is anxious, Rao is that he is eager to save people, Rao is that he is not even afraid of death, but now, he is inevitably a little hesitant.

What was in the dark? He didn't know.

It's because I don't know it, so I feel terrible.

People are naturally afraid of the dark, because the darkness is full of unknowns, and human beings have an indescribable fear of the unknown, of course, in addition to fear, there is also curiosity.

He lifted his foot and took a step forward.

After this step, what awaits him, is it really death?

The door of life and death, life outside the door, death in the door.

If it weren't for Ye Dong's fate hanging by a thread, he would never have been able to step out of this step.