Chen He buried Zhuang Baiyi in the heavy snow.

Originally, he wanted to use the black broken sword as a tombstone for him.

It's just that after thinking about it, I still gave up.

After all, this is Snow Country, not Lingnan.

The wind and snow are blowing and blowing, and maybe one day this tomb will be gone.

Wouldn't it be a great sin if an unlucky guy passed by here and accidentally fell and just pricked his heart?

Chen Xiwu left the Ruyuan Sword, just in case the wind and snow froze the wheels of the car, he could use it to shovel the snow.

"I'm leaving, Zhuang Baiyi."

Chen He pushed the cart and walked into the distance, looking back at the lonely grave in the snow and saying.

"You sleep well, in the next life, don't come out to harm people."

Zhuang Baiyi did not answer.

Probably slept peacefully.

It's like when he went down the cliff in the autumn, he dug a pit and buried himself in the snow.

This time, probably no one will come to dig the grave to wake him up.

......

With the occurrence of such a war, this country of wind and snow has become even more deserted.

Of course, it may also be the reason why Chen He took the wrong route.

After burying Zhuang Baiyi, he pushed the Tianyan cart and walked in the wind and snow for a long time, but he didn't see a town again.

If it weren't for the fact that he had stockpiled a lot of dried radishes in advance before leaving Jidu, Chen He would probably have starved to death.

It's just that eating radishes and blowing wind and snow all day long also makes this young man look sallow and haggard.

He suddenly missed the ancient road in front of Ami Temple.

Although it is a bit desperate to grow there, there are always a lot of snow rabbits.

The fur can be used to fill clothes, the bones can be used as firewood, and the rabbit meat inside.

If it's a hot test, the color is golden, ah, that's really wonderful.

Chen He sat in the depths of the snow forest, leaning on a towering stone to make a fire, although the forest was gloomy, but the wind and snow were not so big.

The fire was lit as it was wished.

The young man was thinking about the rabbit meat that was bubbling until it was oily, and at the same time he took the few frozen dried radishes from the car and roasted them on the fire.

So when I put it in my mouth, I imagined those dried radishes as the brittle bones of rabbits.

Immediately, the mouth was full of meaty smell and fragrant.

Chen He chewed on the dried radish, smirked, and drooled all over the ground.

Just smiling and laughing, he stopped, opened his eyes wide, and pricked up his ears like a dog, listening very attentively.

There was a sound of rustling in the woods, as if some wild thing was wandering there.

Chen He carefully stuffed the dried radish into his arms, then bent his waist, picked up the broken sword from the side, and stepped on the snow in the forest as lightly as possible, heading in the direction from which the sound came.

It was probably night, and it was even darker beyond the bonfire in the depths of the snowy forest.

The voice was slow, as if it had been frozen.

Chen He licked his lips and judged the size of the wild thing based on his feelings.

Shouldn't it be a snow hare, but a fat little lamb?

Chen He became excited.

The voice is ahead.

Chen He held the broken sword in both hands, and suddenly accelerated, and the whole person jumped up.

"Little sheep, you can't run away!"

"Bell!"

However, what sounded in the snow was not the sound of a broken sword breaking into the bones, but a crisp sound of gold and iron.

Chen He was stunned.

The young man with a dark forehead and a slush cover, who knelt in the snow and raised his head, was also stunned.

"Chen He?"

"Hulu?"

Chen He probably understood where his sword had hit.

......

As the saying goes, a long drought meets a rainstorm, and a foreign country meets an old acquaintance.

Although he didn't catch anything to eat, Chen He was still very happy and enthusiastically stuffed a dried radish for Hulu.

It's just that the young man didn't accept it, and he didn't even approach Chen He's bonfire, but just carried his sword and knelt in the wind and snow not far away.

Chen He looked at Hu Lu very suspiciously, and he didn't understand why this closed disciple of the Human Sword Sect would appear in the Luming Snow Country.

After thinking about it for a long time, he came up with a very bold idea.

"You won't follow your master's example and come to learn the Dharma secretly."

Hulu just folded his hands and sat there on his knees reverently, shaking his head calmly.

"I have come to atone for my sins."

Chen He was stunned.

"Atonement for what?"

Hu Lu's originally calm expression once again showed some struggle and pain.

The boy just shook his head, tears seemed to fall from the corners of his eyes, and he hung his head in pain, and fell to his knees again in the snow.

Chen He looked at this young man who should have been ignorant and happy to play cards in the concierge in surprise, and he didn't know what happened to make him what he is now.

But looking at the appearance of the young man, he still didn't continue to ask after all.

He just chewed on his two remaining dried radishes and talked to himself.

"In fact, there is nothing in the world that cannot be overcome, how many sins can there be in a world? It's just killing some people, but if you look at their cultivators who are high in the heavens, they don't know how many people they have killed in their lives, and they are still swaggering in the world? ”

"It's not good to say that, but you have to learn to let yourself go."

Chen He said, looking at Hu Lu: "Did you kill someone?" ”

Hulu nodded.

"How many?"

Hulu did not speak.

"Then count as if you kill three."

Chen He said, walked over, picked up the broken sword, and picked up the wild man's head of the beard - the melon skin head had already become a savage head.

There he pulled three strands of hair, and then slashed them with a sword.

"You've paid it back!"

Hu Lu just looked down at the three strands of hair in silence.

Chen He raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there more than three?" ”

So he cut off a few more strands of hair, and finally, after a thought, cut off all the hairs of the beard, so that the boy's head looked like a pile of weeds.

Hu Lu knelt there quietly, Chen He sighed, but the young man suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen He.

"Are you dying of hunger?"

Chen He looked down at the two halves of dried radishes in his arms and nodded.

So the boy reached out and rolled up his sleeves.

"Please."

Chen He looked at Hu Lu in shock.

"Why do you want to trap me in injustice?"

Hu Lu said calmly: "Then why did you trap me in injustice? ”

Chen He was stunned.

The young man with a weed on his head calmly looked at this former Buddha land.

"What's more, if cutting meat and feeding it to eagles can be called mercy, then why do I make you panic when I cut meat and feed people?"

Chen He stood there silently.

The young man calmly pulled out his sword from behind him, cut off a piece of meat from his arm, and threw it to Chen He.

"At the moment of life and death, people can let go of morality, lose their false name or lose their lives, this is a very simple choice, not to mention, in this land of wind and snow, you know what I know......"

"You know that I know heaven and earth, but conscience cannot be disgraced...."Chen He sighed and looked at the young man's piece of meat. Okay, okay, don't say any more, I know you have a conscience. ”

Chen He sat back by the fire and said to himself, "I don't want to persuade you." ”

Hu Lu put the sword into the sheath and saluted Chen He.

"Thank you."

But before the thank-you was finished, the boy choked up, and fell down, burying himself in the snow, and weeping profusely.

"Chen He, why do you say people make mistakes, can people not make mistakes, and go through their lives correctly like this?"

Chen He sighed and sat there, chewing his dried radish.

"How can one not make mistakes? There is no perfect saint in the world, Hulu. ”

"But I can't forgive myself."

"So you have to be shameless, you have to be despicable, you have to be high-sounding, you have to go your own way....."

The boy just sobbed, and walked away step by step in the wind and snow.

He will never forget the despair and horror that seemed to be drowning in the deep sea when his dream was shattered.

He will never forget.