Unknowingly, Tong Ziling has been in the old house in Liaodong for more than a month.

The night is quiet, Tong Ruo curled up in the corner of the bed, the original heroic young hero, but now he is unkempt, ragged, full of scum, if he walks on the street, he is afraid that he will be mistaken for a beggar.

The room was a mess, littered with sawdust and rubble, and the blood-colored fist prints on the walls were shocking.

Tong Ruo looked at the endless darkness, sleepy, and gradually his consciousness was no longer clear, and his eyes began to be hazy.

He vaguely saw a faint white light flashing on the spirit spear of the bedside clock, and then, an ethereal voice sounded in his ears.

"How many red faces, how many lovesickness breaks, only the blood-stained ink fragrance is left to cry and mess with the grave!"

Tong Ruo suddenly opened his eyes and found that there was a vast white expanse in front of him, and he really couldn't see the end, so he shouted loudly: "Who?!" ”

"Dust has always been like water, rarely tears, why do you want to love your life? Mo is affectionate, and his feelings hurt himself! ”

Tong Ruo looked left and right: "Who is talking?" Come out! ”

"We are the same kind, why can't you see me? If you have to call out a name, you should call Bainiao Chaofeng Spear, and my name is Zhong Linglance. ”

When the words fell, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he saw a spear appear in a white mist, and the word Zhong Ling on the body of the spear was faintly dazzling.

Tong Ruoxin was shocked: "Am I dreaming, or am I dead?" ”

Thinking of this, he asked, "Where is this?" ”

An ethereal voice came from Zhong Ling's spear: "In your heart." ”

"My heart?"

"That's right, now that you are a peerless student, and you have a heavy responsibility, you don't want to make contributions and seek peace for the common people in the world, why do you have to sigh day and night, and waste your time?"

Tong Ruo's eyes were empty, he was stunned, and said, "I killed my uncle, and I lost my sister, and ...... And Huo Qianning was kidnapped by bad people in order to save me, life and death are uncertain, but I can never see each other again, and I can't save each other.

I'm so unfilial and unrighteous, I can't even protect the people I love the most, it's superfluous to live in the world, what can I talk about making meritorious contributions and saving the common people......"

I could only hear the ethereal voice say: "'Once the sea was difficult to turn into water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. 'The best love in this world is to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated. The most painful thing in life is to love and not to love.

The happiest thing in life is to meet someone, know and love each other, and stay together for a lifetime. A kind of fate meets, a kind of fate separates, no matter where it starts, no matter where it ends, don't resent if you love, and let go of hate as soon as possible. ”

Tong Ruo's expression was gloomy when he heard this, but he was silent.

The voice said: "Since ancient times, how many people have spent their lives and shed tears for love words, but they don't know that they are hurting themselves deeply.

'The Tao often does nothing but does nothing', follows the principles of nature, runs with nature, does not do unnecessary things, but also has to do what must be done, do you understand? ”

Tong Ruo's body shook suddenly, and he realized something, but he secretly said to himself: "I seem to understand, but there is a faint pain in my heart, and I really can't help myself, and I don't have the heart to do anything else." ”

"That's because there is a piece of your heart missing, but the missing piece was taken away by Huo Qianning."

As soon as this sound fell, I saw Zhong Ling's spear stabbing straight towards Tong Ruo's heart, as fast as lightning, and a spear immediately entered Tong Ruo's chest. When he didn't enter Tong Ruo's body, another sentence suddenly sounded.

"The road is simple, no desire is rigid, nothing is done!"

Tong Ruo woke up, a bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his hand was slammed on his chest, and he found that there were no injuries, and then looked at the side of the bed, Zhong Linggun was still placed at the head of the bed, and said in shock: "It turned out to be just a dream!" ”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he muttered: "The road is simple, no desire is rigid, and nothing is done." ”

On the second day, Tong Ruo kowtowed three times in front of Tong Yuan's grave, and then lit a fire and burned the old house to the ground.

He knew that he would never return to this place, looking at the ruins, he secretly determined in his heart that he must find Huo Qianning and sweep away this troubled world.