The wound on his back had plunged Kazak into deep memories, but this time, Kazak felt only darkness, complete darkness. While Sabel and Goblin were scrambling to treat Kazak, Kazak was barely conscious. The goblin kept pricking Kazak's joints with needles to gauge how much bodily function he still had. When they undressed Kazak, there was a foul stench, and Kazak's shoulder was already black, and the wound was torn, suppurated, and rotten. They didn't know why Kazak came to Suno, and if he could recuperate somewhere for a few months, then his arm would not be too inconvenient in the future, except for some inconvenience. Now, Kazak's arm can never be recovered and must be amputated, and such a large wound on his shoulder will inevitably leave him with extremely serious sequelae in his later life, but the most serious question is, will Kazak survive?

This is a contest between Kazak and God.

If he is not careful, this unshaven and down-and-out man will take his last breath.

Goblins tried various drugs to restore Kazak to health, but failed. Kazak remained silent. When Sabel hears that the goblins will see their fate, he asks the goblin to show Kazak his fate. The goblin himself admitted: "I can't read fate. ”

Sabel is very open-minded: "A dead horse should be a live horse doctor." ”

The goblin then took Kazak's hand and looked at the palm print of the lifeline. See if the palm print is bright or not. The goblin raised an eyebrow, "It's pitch black." ”

Sabel prepared a handful of salt and prayed, "Let his life ring among the sparks." "Salt sprinkled into the jumping sparks. Silence. The goblin asked what that meant. Sabel looked at the firelight: "The salt fire is silent.

Salt damp fire deficiency. Born together in the mother country, died together in a foreign land. ”

The goblin was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

Sabel shook his head: "I thought God would only want one??? It's really like a passerby. ”

Goblin and Sabel looked at each other, and the man was probably in trouble.

Rhine stood aside, looking at the two strange uncles.

The goblin sensed Rhine's expectation, and couldn't bear it, and turned back to comfort Rhine, but he couldn't speak.

The goblin's eyes were familiar: the one she used when her uncle said she didn't have new clothes; Her dad used this look when she asked for food; His master reassured her that he looked at her with this look when everyone was gone.

This look of pity is most familiar to Rhine. Rhine knows that behind mercy, there is pain and helplessness. "Destiny is predestined."

"No!" Rhine shouted.

"Don't die, don't die."

"Didn't you say you were going to take me back to the prairie? Didn't you say you were going to sew clothes for me? Didn't you say you were going to find me a groom? Don't die! You are dead, how can I recognize the way back; If you die, who will buy me clothes? You're dead, how did I find the groom? Uncle is gone, Dad is gone, the master can't find me, you leave me again, what should I do? ”

Kazak in the dark. I heard the intermittent sound of the light world.

“???? Grassland??? Clothes????? Not allowed to die??"

These words began to sprout in Kazak's dark consciousness, bit by bit. Like the rhyme of the sound of the dongbula piano, from simple to complex. Ah, the steppe, the winter piano, the wife's wedding dress, the clothes. The whole world was rebuilt in Kazak's world of thought, and a large area of grassland was re-greened in Kazak's heart. The white clouds are melodious, and the distant grasslands are ?????? The sky is like a dome! Shroud the four wilds!

People are singing and dancing, and flowers are blooming on the earth.

Cry.

Rhine's cry.

Summon.

Rhine's call.

Strength.

Rhine gives power.

Kazak breathed deeply, unable to exert himself. Take a deep breath and don't use any strength.

"Can't die."

Breathe.

When Sabel and Goblin didn't know how to soothe the crying Rhine, they heard a coughing sound behind them, and they turned back in shock. Kazak's eyes widened and he looked at the ceiling, his eyes empty with tears that left his cheeks and wet his pillowcase. Kazak defeated the gods and returned to this world as a hero.

The goblins were scrambling to find medicine. Sabel looked at the man and nodded slightly.

Kazak rekindled the flame of life, but Sabel, after a brief examination, whispered to the goblin, "He has a week to live at most." ”

The flame of life of Kazak brightened the sun.

He recovered at an astonishing rate. That night, Kazak uttered one word: "Water." At dawn, Kazak sat on the edge of the bed and drank a small half bowl of porridge. The next afternoon, Kazak called Rhine and apologized to her.

Rhine stopped crying soon after, and she calmly told Goblin Kazak the reason for his apology. The goblin was taken aback: "He's going to Eliinhada?!" ”

"Yes."

"Is he dying?"

"Abba Kazak said he didn't have more than a few days to live. He wants to fulfill his wish. ”

“??????? How did he know?"

"Aba knows. Abba said that the immortal heaven told him. ”

"Immortality?"

"Abba said that Immortal Heaven would not let him die until he did the last thing."

The goblin finds Sabel and says that Kazak is a madman. Sabel didn't ramble on all sorts of conjectures and opinions as he used to. Instead, he took out a small vial of ointment and told Kazak to eat. The goblin asks what it is. Sabel said that the poison used by the largest assassination group in Calradia to kill enemy leaders was called "Blue Moon".

"Poison?"

"Yes."

"You're going to kill him?"

"No, the most terrible thing about this drug is that after taking it, everything is normal, but after half a month, it dies naturally. The most amazing thing is that if this person has some minor illnesses and disasters, in the last period of time, he will actually recover. This medicine is infused with extremely precise materials of various metals and drug essences, which can completely stimulate people's potential. In the last moments, people are as brilliant as the moon in the sky, but in fact, they already emit the blue light of death. Kazak won't live for a few days, and I don't know if this medicine will work on him, his illness is too serious. But if it works, at least he can fulfill his wish. ”

"What kind of organization is this?!"

"Hasaxing."

“???? This medicine ???? Is there really that organization called Hasako!? ”

"I can prove it with the bizarre deaths of 22 former kings and generals."

"You're all crazy."

Rhine never spoke. The closest person still wants to die. The closest people still have to leave their own. She heard the vial called Blue Moon and knew what it did.

When Kazak was fed the pill, Rhine silently shed one last tear. Get up, run, accelerate, accelerate.

The goblin heard the movement behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Rhine rushing over, and he was still stunned, when he saw Rhine snatch Sabel's pill bottle, looked up, and swallowed the poured pill with his mouth open.

"Born in the same mother country, died in another country."

When Kazak wrapped Rhine in a blanket and held him in his arms, he mounted his horse and whipped away. The goblin looked at Sabel in amazement, "Those two ???"

Kazak and Rhine can even enjoy the scenery on the side of the road. The two Kugit people were suddenly able to look at the world from the perspective of their lives. One old and one young, although the length of life is different, they are all full of ups and downs. What is Happiness? Kazak's happiness is a yurt before sunset, and Rhine's happiness is a bowl of bitter tea in a winter wood house. But Kazak's happiness was gone, and his former wife listened to him all night with tears in her eyes; But Rhine's happiness was gone, and his father folded the quilt for her and never returned.

Riding across the plains, Rhine seemed to see through a faint layer of fog the happiness that seemed to be visible, and if they lived to ten years from now, then Kazak would hold Rhine's wedding and watch her dance in the midst of a bonfire.

But it won't. Life is like a passerby. In their last lives, they ran towards a village called Ilin Hada.

After Ruda briefly explained his intentions to the lord of Irinhada, the lord was afraid of the power of the lord in the city and agreed to let Ruda "act cheaply". This caused great dissatisfaction among the lord's younger brother Dimitri: "Brother, I don't care how short-sighted you betray your people, after all, it's your own business. But to let an outsider come to our house now is to have no faith in the very core of the Swadia constitution, you know, 'In your territory, you can do whatever you want.'" ’”

The old lord did not speak, waiting for his eldest son's choice.

Under the forced gaze of his father and younger brother, the lord was furious: "I am the lord! Don't interfere with me. ”

The old lord suddenly felt that the stupidest thing he had done in his life was not the Northern Expedition, but the wrong first child.

After obtaining the lord's consent, Ruda waited quietly until the second master saw Kazak.

Ruda couldn't help but wrinkle his forehead: "The Kazak he was bent on catching is such a waste?" ”

Later, Ruda warned Sagron not to get out of the way, and chased after my father, Wright, and the second master and a group of men.

My father stayed with Wright in a farmer's house. They were accompanied by a patrol who was not so much a helping hand as Ruda's spies spying on them. When they heard the alarm in their sleep, the three men drew their swords, went out on their horses, and galloped towards the loudest place where the people were heard. They crossed the fence and exited the village. Passing through a field of wheat, the moon shone here, gorgeous like a dream, as if a mist rose above the wheat waves.

When the large group of people passed by, nothing was found.

My father rode through the wheat fields on horseback. You can't see anything around. Only the wheat rose and fell slightly with the night breeze, as if all the places were hiding unknown dangers. My father felt his surroundings, and he could always feel the feelings of others. There was a person on each of his left and right, more than 50 meters apart. But the father suddenly felt the presence of a fourth person besides him.

Turning back, behind a slightly undulating sheet of wheat, it seemed that Rhine was watching him there. The father turned the horse's head and walked back gently. Continue to feel the call somewhere. The feeling is getting stronger. He had led his father to the edge of a meadow, and in front of him was a wood, and it was pitch black, and his father was a little puzzled. But the feeling became very intense, and it was called.

Father looked back, damn it, no one came to help.

When the feeling became a little shaken, my father gritted his teeth and rushed in.

The stone moss was crushed by the horse's hooves, and the smell was full of fragrance. Moonlight shone down through the trees. It was pitch black, with all sorts of subtle noises. Father's hand touched Ma's hot neck, feeling the warmth and giving himself some comfort. Almost instantly, the horse stepped into a clearing. Empty. My father rode out into the moonlight. Waiting for the next call. There's someone behind it! The father turned around, and Kazak and Rhine stood behind him, smiling at him.

"My daughter didn't missee anyone, and she was a good guy." Kazak said with difficulty.

Rhine bowed to my father. The father was surprised: "Little one, didn't you say that your father is missing?" This kidnapper is your father? ”

Rhine shook his head, not knowing how to explain it.

Kazak looked at the moonlight in the sky, and his eyes were infinitely gentle: "Young man, come here." ”

My father hesitated.

"I don't have a weapon. And I won't survive tonight. Kazak said with relief, and Rhine's heart ached.

My father dismounted and approached slowly with his sword.

"I don't have anything to look forward to, I owe my daughter a promise that I will pay her back tonight. I owe my brothers a promise that I wish to entrust to you. ”

Kazak pulled out a check for 1,000 dinars, signed with the names of my grandfather and Jill.

"Give this to a farmer here named Sagron and he'll tell you what's going on. I was going to deliver it myself. But now there is no chance. Can you help me? Hehe, it's your money, but believe me, this money in Sagron will buy you a fortune that you won't find anywhere. ”

Little by little, my father got the bill, and a fifth of it was contaminated with blood. Father looked at it and nodded.

Kazak reached behind his back, and his father took a wary step back. But Kazak took out a dongbula, a dongbula in the moonlight.

Kazak held the piano in his hand: "Unfortunately, I can't play anymore." I'll give it to you, young man. If one day you have the opportunity to meet a certain steppe man who can play the piano, let him play it to you, I have engraved a poem on the back of this piano. ”

Father nodded. "Will you let me take Rhine now?"

Kazak looked at his father, and a smile actually floated, as if he had something to say.

At this time, suddenly an arrow came out of Kazak's chest, startling his father, and the second master rode out of the woods: "Kazak was killed by me!" ”

My father had sensed someone approaching just now, but he didn't expect it to be this person.

Kazak seemed to be still smiling, looked down at the cluster of arrows on his chest, looked at Rhine, whose lips trembled on one side, and said softly, "Dad??? Daddy is waiting for you on the prairie. ”

The second master laughed, this kind of feat, Ruda will definitely forgive himself, he rode over, slashed at Kazak's neck, Kazak fell to the ground like a puppet, and spasmed with a flick, spasm, and blood shot out of his neck. The second master charged over, turned his horse's head, and prepared to rush back.

Rhine: "Ah! A cry came out, trying to block in front of the second master's horse's hooves and protect Kazak, who had fallen to the ground. The second master stepped forward immediately, where would he stop because of a child. Lyin blocked the second master, and rushed over without hesitation, and Rhine was involved under the horse's hooves. The moonlight is like iron, and the chill is through.

My father yelled, "No! Don't hurt Rhine! I'll kill you! Oh, my God! Rhine, don't go! ”

Rhine was stirred between the horse's hooves, and the horseshoe nailed to the horse's hooves did not hesitate to cut Rhine's immature body, stepping the trampled torso into the dirt.

The second master has moved forward bravely, and he has no regard for it. He drove the little thing in the way with his horsewhip, and if he caught Kazak anyway, Ruda would definitely help him.

In a few moments, Rhine was finally thrown between a pile of rags and dirt trampled by the horse's hooves, and his flesh was blurred.

The second boss jumped off his horse in excitement and cut off Kazak's head.

The moonlight is like ice.

Kazak, a Kujiit, died in the moonlight.