Chapter 173: Yun Mengze Spring Miasma (II)

"Assai, these stories...... You say that history is written by the victors, so can you be sure that the history of the losers is true?" asked the astrologer.

The Oriental sighed, "Who knows, history will always be history, even if we find the truth? ”

The boy nodded.

After walking in silence for a while, Jonah spoke again: "By the way, you just said you wanted to ask me a question, what is it?"

Ah Sai's pace slowed down, his expression seemed a little hesitant, he absentmindedly played with the braided golden spike, and hesitated: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a little guess, just don't say it......"

"Say, Assai, any question is fine. Jonah stared honestly into his eyes.

"Okay. The Oriental made up his mind, turned his head to look directly at the face of the 17-year-old boy, and asked, "Are you in love with Long Ji?"

Sharp questions like a sword piercing Jonah's soul. “...... Not knowing how to react, he looked away in a panic.

"You hear my question, Brother Jonah. The King of Assassins, Simion Long Chang, said lightly.

"No, how could it be...... She...... No, Miss Dragons is just a big partner for the Pitchfork Squad to me, I mean......" The 17-year-old felt the blood rushing up his cheeks, and he ducked, explained, and cowered in panic, like a fawn trapped in a trap and struggling in vain. “...... I mean, I don't know anything about love, and the most important thing now is to get him out, join up with everyone, and then collect artifacts to save the room master...... Please don't get me wrong, Assai, I really, I really ......"

The Oriental looked leisurely at the distant sky: "Human life is too short, Brother Jonah. ”

“...... What do you say?" Jonah didn't expect Assay to suddenly come up with such a sentence.

"Dragons have an almost infinite lifespan, trees can grow for thousands of years, and even the elves in your jar - the remnants of the elemental elves who participated in the Second Ancient War and almost wiped out - have a long lifespan of more than eight hundred years, and from their point of view, we humans are as small as insects and ants, and when the time of a few decades is fleeting, and if you can't see one ten-thousandth of this wonderful world, the god of death will appear in front of you, scythe with a humble smile of 'Welcome to Hell'......" As he spoke, Asai bent down to pluck a leaf of the dragon grass, a white cocoon hung from the back of the leaf, and the king of assassins squared the cocoon on the back of his hand, and the pale cyan glow overflowed the skin to wrap the cocoon. The cocoons began to writhe and dance, spreading their gaps, and a pair of drenched wings slowly opened and vibrated in the humid air. "What is the point of glory or mediocrity, wealth and poverty? The hour hand is ticking, we are only walking faster or slower on the road to the end of our short life, what are we fighting for? Why do we let our hands be stained with blood? Why are we sad and crying, and we are forced to laugh, and we are pretending to be strong? What do you say, Brother Jonah?"

The 17-year-old stared at the newborn butterfly in distraction. What a beautiful butterfly it was, its colorful wings shining brightly, and when a light breeze blew, it flew lightly and drew a neon in the air. “...... I don't know, Assai, I don't know...... Your question is too difficult for me......" he replied with a sigh.

The butterflies in the air suddenly stopped flying. The butterfly that was forcibly infused with the power of life to break out of the cocoon was overdrawn in a matter of seconds, and its wings began to become dull and weathered to powder, and before it could fall to the ground, it turned into a wisp of quicksand and was blown away by the wind. Jonah exclaimed.

"I don't know, Brother Jonah. Philosophy is the biggest headache for me, and I don't know anything like you. Asai turned and reached out his hands to grab the boy's shoulders, "But I know what to do." He reached out and touched Jonah's heart. Somehow, the astrologer felt a warm current rush through his body, and his heart thumped so hard, pumping hot blood into his limbs.

"If you want to love, love with all your might. The King of Assassins stared into the boy's eyes with bright eyes and said, "If you want to hate, hate fiercely." If you want to go somewhere, just run over it in stride. Life is too short, how can we have time to feel sorry for ourselves and feel sorry for the mirror? If you want to do anything, just do nothing, even if all the gods and Buddhas come to block your way? What if the endless mountains and the sea of divine blessings lie in front of you? Even if the gods and rivers and seas of the whole world are your enemies, can this weaken the love and hate from the heart by half a point? If you don't face your heart squarely and pursue what you believe in, then what is the difference between this short life and a worm that hides in a cocoon for a lifetime and refuses to come out?"

Jonah stared blankly at the man opposite, feeling the fire burning in the eyes of the Oriental, fearless, willful, and unyielding fire of life. "But...... Between Ryuji and you...... You guys...... And we...... ...... our age," he stammered, feeling the flame ignite his soul, his blood boiling, the burning heat he had never felt before boiling his brain, shaking the whole world, and the walls he had erected were crumbling, "Ah, you are such a stupid fellow, Brother Jonah. "Ah Sai, "It's not the Assassin King Simion Long Chang standing in front of him now, the bad guy who has killed countless people in the famous continent, I'm your friend Ah Sai, I've bravely taken the initiative to speak, what else do you dare not admit?" he patted his chest, "Listen to the sound it makes, the heart will not be disguised." What do I have to do with you if I love her? And what do you have to do with her if you love her? Isn't love the biggest joke in the world when measured by the weights and measures of time, age, and status?"

"I, I'm ......," Jonah stood there with mixed thoughts, looking at the smiling man across from him.

The dragon in front of him had already walked far away, and when he noticed that they were lagging behind, he stopped and waited quietly on the gray water.

"I ......" the 17-year-old struggled to open his mouth.

The drooping droplets of the blades of the dragon grass splashed softly.

"I think I love her......" the astrologer lowered his head and whispered.

He never imagined these words coming out of his mouth. The voice dissipated on the boundless water surface of Yun Mengze, and the young man slowly raised his head, slowly moving his gaze to Ah Sai's face with great nervousness and guilt. His ears were ringing, his whole body was hot, and D-Jonah II had never been so embarrassed in his short seventeen years of life.

The cotton jacket was spotless, with shiny braids hanging down the neck, a resolute chin, and a smiling mouth. The corners of the Assassin King's mouth slowly formed a smile, a warm smile that would make the snow melt. "Whew. Actually, I'm so nervous, I've been trying to ask you all the way, but I've always been afraid to speak......" Ah Sai let out a long breath, patted his chest, and said with a smile: "It's good like this, otherwise I always feel a little bit of a mustard between you and me, Brother Jonah." Like I said, love hard, it's your right, Brother Jonah!"

"I'm sorry, Assai. Jonah said with trembling lips, "...... I don't know why I have such feelings for Ryuhime, maybe, maybe it was when I was crossing the cherry cross...... But I knew she had a lover, and she traveled all over the world just to find you, and then I heard Eli tell you the story between you, and I, I have no position to talk about the word love, I'm sorry......"

"Look what you're talking about. Asai easily put his arm around the boy's shoulder, "Long Ji is a good girl, what's so strange about falling in love with him? In a sense, we have a common language, after all, we have the same aesthetic point of view, haha......"

The astrologer bowed his head in shame: "But, this is still not right...... How can you tell that I ...... to Long Ji"

"As long as you're not a fool, anyone can see it. Your buddies, that kid from the Long family, everyone should be able to see it. The Dongfang pointed to Long Shen's scales in the distance, "When you heard the news that Long Ji was taken away, you didn't hesitate at all, you wanted to run to the Long family alone to save her, right? You know that you can't beat the big people of the Long family, right? You don't even know how to get to Liang Sui Kingdom, right? You don't care about anything, you just want to rush over and fight hard, right?"

"But......," Jonah said.

"You're a wonderful man, Brother Jonah. I see in your face the will to die, and you set out on this journey with the determination to die. "Don't be confused, everything you did was right, let's work together to save the woman we love from danger, and then think about other things." ”

Jonah gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously, "I see." But I'm not going to confess to Ryuhime, after all, you ...... I just have to ...... silently on the side"

The Oriental stretched out his hand and held his hand tightly: "Don't say any more. You know, I'm a person who doesn't have many friends, and I always think that you are very much like one of my relatives, and occasionally I have delusions......" When he said this, his expression was in a trance, but quickly returned to normal, turned around with a smile, and said: "Ah, it's not too early, let's keep going, there is still a long way to go before dark." Let's go. ”

Ah Sai waved to Long Shenlu and began to move on. Jonah walked beside him, looking at the relaxed look on the face of the Oriental, and a thought suddenly came to his heart: from this day forward, have you become the spiritual leader of the Assassins and the rival of the Assassin King Simion Longchang?

This sentence sounds very unreal and at the same time very scary. But the 17-year-old boy didn't have any fear in his heart, just full of self-blame. This damn emotion...... How nice would it be if there were no such thoughts, partners would always be partners, and friends would always be by your side?