Hong Fan understood everything.

"So the wind disaster and the forced labor are actually only one person."

He inhaled deeply to steady his body, his fists clenched tightly.

"I can't say that."

Duan Tiannan's tone calmed down.

"Feng Chengyi has also tossed away some manpower - one-third of this palace has been newly built in recent years, and his Mahayana has not yet been built."

"But compared to the one on the top of the storm, gluttony is nothing."

As he spoke, five batches of people had died halfway up the mountain.

Someone slumped to the ground.

Someone knelt down and kowtowed.

Someone rushed down the hill despite the restraint of the hemp rope, and then was stabbed through by the tip of a spear.

Everything is still like a mime, with no expressions and movements.

But with the low and ubiquitous howl of the wind, it is even more creepy.

"Two hundred a day, five or six thousand a month."

Hong Fan was forced to sit back and watch everything, only to feel that his heart was short of blood and his brain was short of oxygen.

"For a full twenty years, human sacrifices, wind disasters, and exile, the land of the three counties has been halved from eight million, and it is only for one person's martial arts enlightenment?"

"yes."

Duan Tiannan replied abruptly, and the red silk around his waist fluttered in the wind.

"That's the way to open the gate of heaven and call it holy with martial arts."

"Bullshit!"

Gu Yixin interrupted with a low drink.

Only then did Hong Fan know that the dignified gun leader would also swear.

And Gu Yixin's emotions were instantly understood by him.

Based on compassion.

Based on right and wrong.

Righteous indignation based on physical harm and the like.

and even based on the judgment of the interests of the rabbit and the fox sorrow.

Hong Fan denied the practice of Kazama from hundreds of angles, and miscellaneous thoughts were clustered for a while, like a carp crossing the river.

There is a moral critique of "how can you be holy if you are not humane".

There is a subversive heart of "unite as one, change the day".

There are also "mourning their misfortune and being angry with them" for the people of Huaiyang.

But almost instantly, he realized that they were all meaningless.

Because morality is not an object of the real world, but a norm of human behavior in common life – to put it more crudely, morality is the compromise that individuals need to make in order to live in groups.

But when heaven and man get along with mortals, some are not two-way compromises, but unilateral obedience.

For fear is an inextricable companion to mortals.

Humans are afraid, so they can change themselves to adapt to the environment.

Human beings are afraid, so they inevitably show weakness.

Hong Fan watched the sixth group of people being forced onto the rock platform and asked himself.

If you lose your life star and martial arts;

If you grow up and live in this Yunlan City;

If the storm often roars in your ears, you will see Arashiyama when you raise your eyes;

If you see a flicker of wind and clouds, it can leave a whip a mile wide hundreds of miles away......

If so, even if people have resentful thoughts, how can they become resistant?

"If the crowd cannot, can I?" 】

Thinking of this, the anger in his heart was gone, and only the sorrow of the ashes remained.

"What are you thinking?"

Gu Yi Xinjian saw that Hong Fan was trembling by the wind, and said with concern.

"I've thought about it a lot, and I don't know if I'm right."

Hong Fan spoke slowly, struggling to pronounce words.

"Warriors, as a class, possess overwhelming violence."

He didn't care about the words and chapters, and he didn't care if Duan Gu and the others could understand it.

"Or productivity — even though they don't usually do it."

"And Dahua's current top-down social structure is probably the result of adapting to this status quo."

"Everything is normal and reasonable......"

He laughed to himself.

"It's me who is abnormal!"

The laughter quickly shattered, hoarse, and crushed by the wind.

Gu Yixin didn't understand what he heard, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say it.

The wind is fierce and must not stop.

The seventh group was driven up the rock platform like a flock.

At this time, Gu Yixin suddenly reached out and grabbed Hong Fan's wrist.

His palms were as hot as fire.

"No, it's not all like that!"

Gu Yixin finally held back half a sentence.

"I, I'm not ......"

"Neither is Brother Duan!"

He didn't know if he was right, and he even stuttered because of it.

After all, Hong Fan's rapid breathing gradually slowed down.

His loose fingers clenched into fists again.

The storm swelled and swallowed again.

All are fed into impermanence.

A long dragon lit by torches went down the mountain.

Storm, Lanshan, Fengyunding, Huaiyang Palace......

Everything was business as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Only a suffocating silence enveloped the three people on the glazed tiles.

The first to speak was still Duan Tiannan.

"You wait, I'll come when I go."

He dodged down the watchtower.

About three or four minutes later, Duan Tiannan returned.

He went to the palace kitchen and fetched some food—a whole jar of Buddha jumping over the wall and stewing, two roast chickens, and half a suckling pig with crispy skin.

The dishes were all hot, apparently simmering on the fire all the time, in case the King of Huaiyang needed it from time to time.

In addition to the hot dishes, Duan Tiannan also took three jars of good wine with mud sealing.

"Everyone drinks half a jar of wine first, and you each take a roast chicken, and I worked hard to dry this suckling pig."

He commanded in the tone of a big brother.

This time, Gu Yixin did not refuse.

The three of them ate quickly.

Hong Fan poured half a jar of wine, his stomach had a weight, and his body regained some heat.

He started dealing with roast chicken again.

Chicken doesn't taste good or bad in the mouth.

But the secretion of saliva and the slowly increasing feeling of satiety made Hong Fan feel a little more alive again.

As for the bone shelf, the three of them threw it directly downstairs.

The horizontal buildings are too high, the night is too dark, and the wind is too strong, and no one will know.

Half an hour later, the Heavenly Wind Army, which was escorting the sacrifices, had withdrawn far from the palace.

Hong Beom regained the strength to talk.

"Why hasn't the matter on the top of the storm been announced to the world?"

He asked the first question after the meal in a hoarse voice.

Duan Tiannan laughed when he heard this.

"There is only one impermanence in the world?

Only the Feng family has ten classics?

Only Kazama wants to be a martial saint? ”

He replied with three questions.

"Besides, how to make an announcement? Who will listen? ”

The big man wiped the lard from his mouth with the red silk around his waist and poured another sip of wine.

Hong Fan was speechless.

When he asked this sentence along with his emotions, he immediately felt that he was making a fool.

In Africa, Eastern Europe, and the Middle East in the previous life, how many people knew about and how many people paid attention to many things before they broke through the sky?

What's more, Dahua has no media except for the internal reference of Di Bao, and the dissemination of information is paper transcription except for word of mouth.

When Gong Heng talked to him about the bad year of Huaiyang Kingdom, the focus was only on affecting the business, not the people's hardship.

"Brother Hong, people will change."

Duan Tiannan sighed with emotion.

"When I was a child, Yunlan Fengjian was not the first on the list; At that time, the world praised him as bright and chic, and he was as good as Panasonic......"

"But aging is an incurable poison."

"The longer a man lives, the more afraid he is of death—so that the outer shell is not broken, but the inner heart is rotten first."

He said as he looked up at the peak obscured by the clouds.

"To live for the sake of living, to pant for the sake of breathing, I'm afraid it's better to die, right?"

Duan Tiannan's voice increased sharply.

"Senior Feng, what do you say?"

(End of chapter)