Chapter 53: Human Faces
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The ground was covered with blood-stained stones, and in the faint light of the twilight, the stone surface showed a blood-colored luster. The mottled green bamboo leaves, scattered messily between the crevices of the stones, were full of wriggling mosquitoes, and the unbearable smell of fishy smells filled the air.
In these dirtiest places in the world, there are hidden rotten white bones, lying on the ground in all directions, with a cold color, a chilling and trembling breath, and the empty black eye sockets of the skull, there is a kind of terrifying fear.
"They're all human!"
Nangong Wan'er's eyes were a little dazed, she looked at the white bones in front of her, she only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and said in a trembling voice: "Isn't this a academy? Isn't it a place to teach and educate people? But why does this happen, why do so many people die?"
The bones are like snow, and the smell of corruption makes people shudder.
Xu Qingyun's face was a little pale, he couldn't bear this breath, as if he remembered that when he was in Dahe Prefecture, sometimes it was like this, the earth was bare for thousands of miles, and white bones were full of flowers. It's just that it's been a long time, and it's long since it became my memory.
"The bones of life and death, there will be no place in the world, there is no existence of killing darkness. His eyes lowered, looking at the white bones in front of him, it was so clear and real, and he suddenly felt some indescribable sadness in his heart, pursed the corners of his lips, and said: "This world is like this, the sun rises in the morning, and this is the place of light." But the light will not shine on the world forever, and there will be dark places in the world. No one can escape the light, and no one can escape the darkness. β
Nangong Wan'er raised her head, her bright and deep pupils were as clear and pure as moonlight.
The girl asked in the most sincere voice, very seriously: "Is there no bright place in this world?"
"Nope. β
Xu Qingyun didn't think about it, and said categorically: "Even the Yingdu of Chu State, the Holy Maiden Peak of Su Liuzhai, and the Shantai Holy Land of the Yin and Yang Family, these most powerful sects of the world, are also inseparable from the dark world. β
Nangong Wan'er was a little stunned, she pursed the corners of her thin lips, her eyes were lowered, she didn't know what she was thinking, but it was the first time that a seven or eight-year-old girl was full of confusion and helplessness in this world.
Xu Qingyun didn't want to say it anymore, but this world is like this, since he has seen the darkness, why hide it again. He thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Not only these places, but also your Tianshan Mountains. β
Nangong Wan'er was a little confused, she didn't understand what Xu Qingyun meant, but she thought about it silently, suddenly raised her head, frowned slightly, and said, "What do you mean by this? Are you saying that our Tianshan Mountain is also this kind of place that treats human life like bones?"
"I don't know how the Tianshan Mountains are now. β
Xu Qingyun shook his head and said, "I just remember clearly that an old man told me that the master of the Tianshan Mountains three hundred years ago didn't seem to be your Nangong family. β
"It's not our Nangong family!"
Nangong Wan'er raised her head in disbelief, her eyes were full of shock, as well as her doubts about Xu Qingyun, and even a little angry, and said in disbelief: "You mean that our Nangong family robbed other people's Tianshan?"
Xu Qingyun thought for a while and said, "Three hundred years ago, the owner of Tianshan was surnamed Lin. β
"I don't believe it. Nangong Wan'er's eyes flickered a little, she seemed to remember something, thinking of the ropes on the cliff of the Ethereal Peak, thinking of the martial arts murals in the Vulture Palace, thinking of the treasured swordsmanship of the Nangong family, and the belief in the bottom of her heart suddenly seemed so not very firm.
Her eyes were slightly red, her eyes drooping, and tears were dripping.
Crystal clear and clear.
A tear fell on the blood-stained earth, and time had stopped.
Only the evening breeze and sunset, in the faint light of the twilight, the little girl stood silently among the white bones of the bamboo forest, from the naΓ―ve and simple in the past, and now she has begun to slowly understand the world.
It's a world of change.
Xu Qingyun looked at Nangong Wan'er in front of him, although he was a little distressed, but there are always some things in the world, since they have all been seen, it should make her clear that the world cannot always be sunny.
"But I really hope that this world is full of sunshine. β
Nangong Wan'er was silent for a long time, and suddenly raised her head, although she was a little sad, she still firmly believed in her beliefs, her eyes were scorching, and there seemed to be a kind of transformation in the bottom of the little girl's heart, taking root and sprouting, and was growing up, making her eyebrows and eyes look extraordinarily bright, and said seriously: "I hope that I am the one who can bring sunshine to this world."
Xu Qingyun was a little incredulous, he looked at Nangong Wan'er's firm and longing gaze, and suddenly laughed, revealing two cute little dimples, and said, "Okay, I hope you can do it." β
Being able to get affirmation, Nangong Wan'er's face was slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed.
She pursed her lips and smiled, and gathered the hair that was blowing in her ears in the evening breeze, but just when she wanted to say something, she suddenly inhaled her small nose and frowned slightly: "It seems that there is someone's breath." β
Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned, he looked around vigilantly, and said, "Are you sure there is someone?"
Nangong Wan'er's eyes were awe-inspiring, and she said, "There are people, but their breath seems to be a little weak." β
She looked at the white bones around her, suddenly closed her eyes, and tried to feel the breath of life. Until the sun sets, the twilight has disappeared.
When darkness began to fall, a cool breeze blew through the bamboo forest.
Nangong Wan'er suddenly opened her eyes, she pointed to a few tall ink bamboos in the distance, and said in a trembling voice: "It seems to be there." β
Xu Qingyun was terrified in his heart, but without the slightest hesitation, he came to the ink bamboo that was at least ten years old, as thick as a stone bench.
"Is there anyone here?" he was a little incredulous, but he still bent down to pick up an angular stone and slammed it down on the black bamboo in front of him.
Click.
The vigorous and upright ink bamboo, under the sharp edges and corners of the stone, directly broke a small hole.
"Is this human blood, or is it hot!"
Xu Qingyun's hair stood on end, and he looked at the ink bamboo in front of him with shock, only to see the red blood flowing from the hole, and even he could feel the warm breath in the blood.
"Here, is it ......" Nangong Wan'er looked at the things in front of her, her face was like ashes, her heart trembled and she was terrified to the extreme, this kind of appalling thing made people shudder when they imagined.
Xu Qingyun could feel her fear, he pursed the corners of his dry lips, hesitated for a long time, raised the stone in his hand again, and smashed it hard with all his strength against the entire ink bamboo.
Click.
The whole black bamboo was directly broken into two, and at the place where it was broken, a pale bloodless human face was revealed.
He was looking at them coldly with his eyes open.