The bonfire had already been extinguished, but Yang Xiaoling was still sitting by the fire, as if he had been stunned for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was already dawn outside, and before he knew it, he had been sitting all night.

There was a slight snoring sound behind him from time to time, but it was the old man who had saved him a few days earlier. At this moment, the old man slept soundly.

However, Yang Xiaoling didn't even feel a trace of sleepiness, and only felt extremely confused in his heart.

He once chose to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff in desperation, it can be said that he has already died once, but why does he still feel confused?

Could it be because the one who killed his whole family, but left only their brother and sister. So much so that for the past ten years, the identity of the person he has been calling his stepfather?

Thinking of the face he saw that day, Yang Xiaoling felt a heart-piercing pain in his heart.

A gust of cold wind blew from outside the cave, with a biting chill, making Yang Xiaoling subconsciously curl up.

In fact, he is not afraid of the cold, even if it is a little colder, it doesn't matter. Since the age of fourteen, he has spent ten cold winters with his sister, who is dependent on him.

The winter of those years was not warmer than this year, but at that time, his heart was not dead.

What about this year, although he is still alive now, he is the only one left in the end.

Maybe it was because it was too cold, and the old man behind him seemed to shiver. Yang Xiaoling thought he was going to wake up, but after the old man turned over, he fell asleep again.

After sitting for a while, Yang Xiaoling really felt bored. So he got up and added some firewood to the fire.

After a puff of smoke, the bonfire burned again.

The reddish-brown flames spewed out a warm flame, which made the temperature in the cave suddenly warm up.

The blazing light of the fire reflected on his young face, and Yang Xiaoling sat down by the fire again.

Looking at the rising flames, for a while, his heart could no longer calm down.

In a trance, he remembered what the old man had said to him the night before.

It was also from last night that he learned that this old man also had the same miserable past as himself.

After three or five days of getting along, the old man was no longer as jerky as he was at the beginning. Although he couldn't say what he wanted to express very fluently, at least Yang Xiaoling could already understand what he was saying.

Last night, Yang Xiaoling was also sitting in the position he was sitting in now, and the old man was sitting opposite him.

Out of inner curiosity, he couldn't help but ask the old man, "Senior, it seems that you have been living here for several years, so do you know what kind of place this is?"

"What ...... is here," the old man muttered, without answering immediately.

Yang Xiaoling thought to himself, could it be that even he didn't know?

Actually, of course, the old man knew about this, but he didn't want to say it.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old man smiled faintly and said, "Do you really want to know"?

Yang Xiaoling nodded and said, "Of course."

But the old man still didn't say it explicitly, but asked, "Let me ask you, why did you fall off the cliff?"

"I ......", Yang Xiaoling's body trembled immediately, as if he wanted to tell what happened to him, but he immediately stopped talking. In the end, he just said with a gloomy expression: "I was chased and killed by the enemy, and I had no choice but to jump off the cliff in desperation."

"That's the case, ......", Yang Xiaoling's mood change just now was in the eyes of the old man. He knew in his heart that things were by no means as simple as Yang Xiaoling said, but he didn't break it, and then asked, "Are you a disciple of Ethereal Peak"?

Yang Xiaoling shook his head slightly and said, "No."

The old man asked again: "Since you are not a disciple of Ethereal Peak, that means that the person who chased and killed you is a disciple of Ethereal Peak"?

"It's not ......", Yang Xiaoling shook his head again, puzzled in his heart, and puzzled: "Why do you always mention Ethereal Peak, seniors?"

The old man smiled faintly and said slowly: "Because, this is under the back mountain of the Ethereal Peak."

Yang Xiaoling was taken aback, and said in surprise: "The predecessors said that this is the back mountain of the Ethereal Peak"?

The old man nodded slowly and said, "Yes, this deep valley is full of cliffs on all sides, and the location is just under the mountain behind the Ethereal Peak, so if you want to come here, there is only one road to go on the mountain in front of the Ethereal Peak."

Yang Xiaoling suddenly knew that at this time, the cave he had lived in for the past ten years was actually on the top of the Ethereal Peak. It's just that what he doesn't understand is, how could that person set up his hiding place on the top of the Ethereal Peak?

That person, of course, was his so-called father-in-law, and when he thought of him, Yang Xiaoling's heart tingled again.

He could only shake his head vigorously so that he could not think about that person for a while. Right now, he has an even bigger question in his mind to solve.

It was not difficult to hear from the old man's words that he seemed quite familiar with the Ethereal Peak. This made him doubt the identity of the old man. Could it be that the old man in front of him was actually a certain senior of the Ethereal Peak.

Since you think like this in your heart, you naturally have to ask.

With a little doubt, Yang Xiaoling asked tentatively: "I heard that my predecessors are so familiar with Ethereal Peak, could it be that I have some relationship with it?"

"The origin is ......", the old man seemed to be stunned for a while, and after a moment, he smiled faintly and said: "The old man does have some relationship with the Ethereal Peak, but that was a long time ago."

"Oh......", Yang Xiaoling thought to himself, so he asked: "The junior dared to ask, but I don't know how long you said this is a long time, senior?"

Maybe it's been too long, and the old man seems to have a little hard to remember. So much so that he thought about it carefully for a long time before he said: "That was all outside this empty valley for a while, and I can't remember exactly how long it was, but it's probably almost twenty years."

"Twenty years ......", Yang Xiaoling was taken aback again, and said in surprise: "In other words, senior, you have been living alone in this empty valley for nearly twenty years"?

The old man nodded slowly.

Yang Xiaoling suddenly fell silent.

It is hard to imagine what kind of strong willpower it takes to live alone for 20 years in this almost primitive valley that no one has ever set foot in since ancient times.

Not to mention the mental boredom, the most basic material needs, such as food and water, are already the biggest problems that will test his survival.

Yang Xiaoling didn't understand, what is it that has supported the old man to survive until now?

He knew best how many difficulties there were. How lonely such a day is, he understands it very well.

Living like that is simply not a human life, it is simply a kind of torture, a kind of mental and physical torture.

The reason why I say this is because he himself has passed nearly eleven years since such a day.

He thought he was brave enough, but compared to the old man in front of him, he was really ashamed.

Ten years of inhuman life have made his heart as solid as a rock, but today there is suddenly a trace of waves.

When he chose to jump, he was determined to die. It's just that at that time, he was discouraged and felt that life was no longer meaningful.

But how did he know that the sky did not fulfill people's wishes, and the branches and vines that grew on the cliff wall slowed down his fall, but even this was not enough to save his life. What is even more coincidental is that the place where he fell happened to be a large area of extremely dense primeval pine forest, so when he fell to the bottom of the valley, he happened to fall on the crown of the pine tree, so he was not killed.

As for what happened later, it was natural that Yang Xiaoling, who only scratched a little skin, was brought back to the cave by the old man who went to look for food.

It's just that Yang Xiaoling doesn't know if this is his luck or his misfortune.

Although he was still alive, Yang Xiaoling felt that he was really living a ridiculous and even ridiculous life.

Isn't it ridiculous that God wants to let him live in such an extreme way as suicide?

At least, that's what he thought a moment ago.

However, the few words that the old man said just now, although he didn't say much, were only a few words. But these few words caused a strong fluctuation in Yang Xiaoling's heart at this time, and he suddenly felt that his previous actions were really stupid and cowardly.

Is there anything harder in life than being alive?

The answer is yes, no.

Although there may be a lot of pain, confusion, and confusion in life, and even a lot of misfortunes......

But as long as a person is alive, still alive, and can choose to live, he is lucky.

In human life, there is only one such luck, and there is no one.

So, since you are still alive, you must live well.

It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be even more so in the future.

Yang Xiaoling is like this, this old man is like this......

You, me, him, each and every one of us. All of us, no matter who we are, as long as we are still alive, should be like this.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoling smiled.

He suddenly felt a lot happier, so he smiled and said: "It turns out that the senior is actually a master of the Ethereal Peak, so I don't know if I am willing to tell the junior your name, maybe I have heard of it."

Although he had long expected Yang Xiaoling to ask like this, the old man was still stunned, and his eyebrows were fascinated, as if he remembered a long past, and he fell into memories for a while.

After pondering for a long time, the old man finally smiled again. Although he smiled, Yang Xiaoling could see that the old man was smiling so melancholy, and there was even a little sadness in it.

The old man smiled faintly and told the past leisurely.

He looked at Yang Xiaoling and asked slowly: "I don't know if you have ever heard that more than 20 years ago, there were three people in the rivers and lakes with the loudest names."

Of course Yang Xiaoling knew, how could he not know. Not only did he know that he and one of the three people still had a flesh-and-blood kinship that was thicker than water. Therefore, he almost blurted out and said, "Sword God Li Muqing, Ethereal Peak Young Master Murong Ke, and ......."

After a pause for a long time, he continued a little lonely: "And Yang Shuangzi, the young owner of Qingshui Villa."

I don't know why, when his father's name was finally said, Yang Xiaoling suddenly fell into a deep sadness and pain, did he miss his deceased relatives too much?

It's just why, a few strong resentments suddenly flashed across his face.

What is even more puzzling is that the father has always been one of the most respected people in his son's heart, but why he only said his father's name at the end.

Perhaps, it's just because of sadness.

It's just that the old man didn't notice Yang Xiaoling's state.

When Yang Xiaoling said the names of the three people, the old man also fell into a state of grief for a while.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell silent again.

The old man seemed to be a little excited, and after a long time, he said with a complicated expression: "I am Murong Ke."