+ There was a glimmer of light in front of me.

After Zhang Zhan woke up again, this usually ordinary light made him feel an urge to cry with excitement at this time.

Although everything was blurry in Zhang Yan's vision, and he couldn't see anything clearly, he felt unprecedented happiness and satisfaction.

It's really hard to imagine that under some kind of extreme despair, those ordinary people who are not valued at all can make people excited and happy.

Vaguely, Zhang Zhan saw a figure walking over.

He must have been saying something, because Zhang Yan also heard a little bit of an unreachable voice.

Therefore, what exactly he was talking about was completely unimportant! The important thing was that Zhang Zhan also heard it!

A moment ago, Zhang Yan felt that he had completely become a wasted person, but now, he has hope again!

The only thing to worry about is that Zhang Yan feels that his tongue seems to be much harder, and his language ability has deteriorated a little.

The figure came over again with the medicinal soup.

It was after drinking those few sips of medicinal soup before that Zhang Zhan woke up this time to see some sights and hear some sounds. So Zhang Yan really couldn't wait, he swallowed the cow with the bowl, and between breathing and breathing, the big bowl of medicinal soup had already entered his stomach.

Then after the man cleaned up, he seemed to be still talking to Zhang Yan. However, Zhang Yan could only hear some very subtle buzzing sounds, so he pointed to his ears and shook his head again.

The man reacted, cleaned up, and walked out of the room.

Zhang Remnant was lying on the bed, and he already felt that the bones in his whole body were crispy, so he walked down.

The moment he touched the ground, Zhang Yan almost didn't stand firmly, his legs and feet were numb, and he almost fell to the ground.

After getting used to it a little, Zhang Yan slowly moved a few steps, like a toddler, staggering.

However, Zhang Chuan found it very interesting.

The wooden floor is not stepped on, and it creaks when you walk on it, just like stepping on snow in winter.

Of course, this so-called "creaking" sound was made up by Zhang Remnant's brain. He couldn't hear it, but he imagined it vividly from the slight shaking of the plank under his feet.

In a blur, Zhang Yan finally walked out of the cabin.

Facing the wind on the river, he felt extremely comfortable. After all, the air in a room is completely different from the air in the sky.

There were many other people in the cabin, and Zhang Zhan didn't sense a strong atmosphere of rivers and lakes from the crowd, so he guessed that this ship should be used to carry passengers.

After all, in this world now, there is no martial arts in his hands, even if he is an ordinary sailor on a ship, he is a little unqualified.

So since these people have not cultivated, they are naturally ordinary tourists.

And Zhang Yan can feel that the weather is very warm, so this place is by no means the north, but the south, and even the land of the Great Song Dynasty.

That's right, Zhang Yan was indeed cold and hot before, but it was under the blessing of internal force. However, at this time, Zhang Remnant's internal force disappeared, and of course it restored the sensitivity of ordinary people to temperature.

Thinking of this, he tried to gather his internal strength again.

Then he was surprised to find that although the internal force was as weak as a gossamer, at least it was still there.

A smile of relief crawled uncontrollably on his face.

For the next two days, Zhang Yan just ate, slept and slept, and then stood silently outside the cabin in a daze. Of course, two meals a day of decoction were also essential, but there was no major progress in his recovery.

The eyes are still vague, the ears are still barely audible, and the internal force of the body is still almost gone. But he didn't worry too much, the so-called illness came like a mountain, and the illness went like a thread. For a person like Zhang Remnant, who has cultivated to a high level, he will not be bothered by illness if he is easy to idle.

In fact, this is not good, because once there is any physical discomfort, it is dangerous and abnormal, and it is far more likely to lose life than ordinary people.

They stayed on the boat for another three days, and then the man and Zhang Zhan got off the boat together.

During this period, Zhang Zhan didn't try to communicate with this person, but Zhang Zhan could hardly see or hear it, so naturally he couldn't talk about it.

All he knew was that the man was very young, and he should not be eighteen years old.

And this person held Zhang Remnant's hand, and what was written in the air was the character of Jin Guo, and Zhang Remnant didn't understand. The Chinese characters written by Zhang Remnant by feeling, this person can't understand it.

After Xiangyang was broken, the relationship between the Jin Kingdom and the Great Song Dynasty had fallen to a freezing point. Zhang Yan didn't want people to know that he was a golden man who accompanied him, so as not to get into any trouble. Therefore, Zhang Yan was like a stuffy gourd, following him without knowing anything.

He didn't know where Zhang Remnant was now, or where he was going to go later. In some ways, such a stupid person, I'm afraid that Zhang Yan is also helping people to make money if he is sold.

And the reason why Zhang Zhan is not vigilant about this "unknown person" is mainly because Zhang Zhan can sense that this person does not have any malice towards him, but takes care of himself very comfortably.

If Zhang Yan guessed correctly, this person should be Shangguan Ai's little servant. Because in the entire Shangjing City, maybe only Shangguan Ai cares about his life and death.

Shangguan Ai couldn't get out because he took care of the overall situation, so he ordered such a small guy to take care of him all the way.

When you get off the boat, it's the dock.

It should be evening at this time, because the light is very dark and dim, and Zhang Zhan is almost no different from a completely blind man.

The little guy took a small wooden stick in his hand, handed the other end to Zhang Zhan's hand, and motioned for Zhang Zhan to hold the wooden stick and follow him.

If these people are the people who spread the sky, the night is dusty, or the cold light is quiet, and they are led by an unknown little guy, I am afraid that driven by the arrogance, they will definitely turn their heads and commit suicide by jumping into the river in shame in the next moment!

But fortunately, Zhang Yan is not them. He hesitated for a moment, then took the stick and walked forward in the footsteps of the little man.

I haven't taken two steps, but I feel that there are many people, and it seems that many people have blocked the way of Zhang and the others.

A place like the wharf, where there are three religions and nine streams, is mixed, and it is also a very chaotic place.

If Zhang Remnant is correct, these people who are blocking the way are either acquaintances, or they should be these unpopular small gangs and factions to collect the so-called capitation fee.

Of course, this little guy is a golden man, and in the Great Song Dynasty, there should be no acquaintances at all. Well, it must be some scoundrels who have come to collect the money to buy the road.

Zhang couldn't hear or speak, so he could only let the little guy communicate with them. After a long time, it should have been after paying the money to buy the road, those people got out of the way, and the little guy also pulled the wooden stick and continued to walk with Zhang Remnant.

There was no way, what happened just now, Zhang Yan didn't know anything, he could only guess with his own experience.

In the blink of an eye, it should have been completely dark, and Zhang Yan could no longer see it at all.

Certain sins are also bred by the night, and are strengthened by the night.

Suddenly, the wooden stick in Zhang Remnant's hand felt light, and at the same time, a line of warmth sprinkled on Zhang Remnant's face, and the smell of blood came to his nose.

Zhang Yan was taken aback, and gently picked the wooden stick in his hand, but found that the other end of the wooden stick had nowhere to be forced.

Zhang Yan subconsciously moved his steps forward, and immediately kicked into an obstacle. Hurriedly squatted down, Zhang Yan took a look at it, and the obstacle was a person.

As Zhang Ran's palm touched this person's face, through the familiar contact in just a few days, this person was the little guy who accompanied Zhang Zan, who came to the Great Song Dynasty from the distant Shangjing City.

The smell of blood was so pungent, Zhang Yan probed his throat, and the hot blood gushing out of it burned Zhang Yan's hand with abnormal pain.

The little guy was still twitching, and his mouth was long, but his stiff tongue could only babble and not say a word. No matter how quickly and quickly he danced his hands, he couldn't give him even the slightest help.

But Zhang Yan knew that if he didn't do something, then this little guy would definitely die. However, even if he did something, from the wound, Zhang Yan also knew that at most, at most, it could only delay the pace of death slightly.

He is mortal, and he is certainly not saved.

At this moment, Zhang Yan's tears welled up.

That's right, for more than ten years, almost a tear has not fallen, but at this moment, for a person who has only been in contact for a few days, he doesn't even know what his surname is and what he looks like, he shed his tears.

Warm blood and tears, as if they didn't want money, were mixed in the chest of this little guy without preciousness. And this little guy seemed to have stimulated the potential of his whole body because of Zhang Can's tears, Zhang Zai felt that the little guy's weak hand gently patted Zhang Can's own hand twice, and then, he didn't make any movement.

At this moment, Zhang Chuan was like a girl, shedding tears while shaking the corpse of this little guy vigorously. It seems that by doing so, the little guy who has been sleeping forever can be woken up.

Afterwards, when Zhang Zan, when he recalled this moment, he laughed self-deprecatingly, because this kind of childish behavior is indeed very ridiculous and unproductive.

However, self-deprecation is self-deprecation.

He never regretted it.

I don't know how long Zhang Remnant has been crying, how long he has been shaking this little guy, in short, a few more hands pulled Zhang Remnant up.

Maybe someone is asking Zhang Zhan! Zhang Zhan could only point to his ears, eyes, and mouth, indicating that he didn't know anything. At the same time, he also pointed to the corpse of the little guy on the ground, and hugged his fists and bowed vigorously to the person who was pulling him.

The tears of this life are almost all shed today.

The bows of this life are almost all used up today.

Because Zhang Chuan at this time, he had no other requirements, he just hoped that these people would help him, at least bury the body of this little guy first.

As for why this little guy died, Zhang Yan could only guess that it should be that when he paid those tolls just now, he was too inexperienced in the rivers and lakes, and accidentally let people see the money in his pocket, so that those people became interested in killing when they saw the money.

Zhang Zhan never believed that he would not be able to recover in his life. Then, when he makes a comeback, he will kill all these dog crumbs that have annihilated his humanity!

Someone else took the stick and took Zhang Remnant for a few teas, and someone brought Zhang Remnant food, water, and clothes.

Zhang Yan didn't have to think about it, and he knew that in the process of shaking that little guy, he must have a lot of blood on his body.

After eating and drinking, someone took Zhang Remnant to wash up, and finally, someone helped Zhang Remnant and put Zhang Remnant on a hard bed.

Zhang Remnant, who lacks internal strength, is not much different from ordinary people, and of course he also needs sleep. And, under the double blow of grief and exhaustion, Zhang Remnant only felt that he had just fallen down and had entered his dream.

When he woke up, Zhang Yan was still the same, even if he squinted, he could only see a very vague scene.

He fumbled himself to get dressed, then fumbled his way open the door. I won't describe this process much, anyway, it took a lot of time.

Outside the door, there should be a lot of vegetation. Because of the freshness of the grass and the fragrance of the flowers, it kept drilling into Zhang Zhi's nasal cavity.

Speaking of which, as people often say, if God closes a door for you, it will definitely open a window for you. Although Zhang Zhan can't see or hear recently, his sense of smell has greatly increased. Even just a simple smell, Zhang Yan knew how many different types of grass and flowers there were.

Moreover, the sensitivity of Zhang Zhizai's physical touch has also increased greatly.

For example, when Zhang Zan's door was pushed open, there was a slight vibration from the door that was barely noticed, and Zhang Zan's knowledge was that when the door was opened halfway, it would make a "squeak" sound.

Moreover, this "squeak" can also make a very real auditory hallucinations appear in Zhang Yan's mind.

To put it bluntly, through the touch of Zhang Remnant's hand, Zhang Remnant can hear any sound in the world, and it is a very pure sound.

Zhang Zhan doesn't think it's good, and he doesn't think it's bad, in short, everything is as you like!

For example, after staying here for several days, although Zhang Zhan still didn't know where he was, he didn't want to know about these trivial things.

In the past few days, in addition to eating and sleeping, the rest of Zhang Remnant is in a daze. Moreover, it is also a very pure daze.

I don't think about anything, I don't do anything, like a peaceful and leisurely old man in the twilight. That state is almost called "waiting for death".

However, of course, Zhang Zhan knew that his current self was by no means waiting for death. On the contrary, it is more of a condensation, and it is also a kind of cultivation. Because he has a very strong premonition: his life will never end in obscurity.

Oh yes, during this period, there were also people from the government who came to Zhang Zhan and wanted to ask about the cause of the little guy's death.

Zhang Yan simply pretended to be stupid and stunned to the end, gesturing with his hands and feet, and in the end, the matter was over.

The reason is very simple, Zhang Yan wants to take revenge in person.

Even if someone will poke Zhang Remnant's backbone in the future, saying that Zhang Remnant will kill his compatriots for the sake of a golden man, it doesn't matter.

The reason is very simple, Zhang Zhan just wants revenge.