Since the opening of Pangu, the clear one rises to become the sky, and the turbid one sinks to the earth. Between this clear and turbid, yin and yang, there is the biggest secret in the world.

Ancient legend: after death, the three souls come out of the heavenly spirits, want to go to the nine heavens, and the seven spirits go away in the spring, and they will sink into the blue.

At this moment, a person is in the middle of the choice between heaven and earth, yin and yang, and all the experiences that have been experienced since the moment of birth in the past, whether or not they exist in the memory, will flash in a person's mind like a drama.

Leaving home when he was a teenager, Ouyang Feng did not learn real peerless martial arts outside. But he learned something more important, which is the law of living in the rivers and lakes, and the true meaning of martial arts.

However, these things are not obtained out of thin air, Ouyang Feng paid a very precious thing, memory, that period of memory that belongs to the youth, the memory of the rivers and lakes. He thought he would never remember it again, however, at this moment, he still remembered it after all!

After leaving the White Camel Mountain, he went to the desert, to be precise, it was a small town between the Western Regions and the Central Plains that was started by the desert, and began another life.

As for the reason why he lost his memory, it was because of a person, a jar of wine.

On the sixth day of the first month, he was stunned. Every year at this time, a person comes to Ouyang Feng for a drink, his name is Huang Yaoshi. This man was strange and always came from the east, a habit that had been maintained for many years. This year, he brought Ouyang Feng a supple and a jar of wine.

Ouyang Feng clearly remembered that Huang Yaoshi said to him: "Not long ago, I met a person and gave me a jar of wine, she said that it was called "drunken life and dream death", after drinking, you can make you forget anything you have done. I wonder why there is such a wine. She said that the biggest trouble of people is that their memory is too good, and if they can forget everything, every day will be a new beginning, so how happy do you say it is. This jar was intended to be given to you, and it looks like we're going to share it. ”

For something too weird, Ouyang Feng at that time had always been difficult to accept, so there was only one person drinking this altar of "drunk life and dream death" at that time. Maybe the wine really worked, but from that night onwards, Huang Yaoshi began to forget a lot of things, until later, he couldn't remember everything except himself.

Ouyang Feng back then was a trader, selling killers, as long as he had money, he would definitely be able to find the best killer in the land of the Western Regions for you.

He loved that kind of life, listening to the crisp and moving sound of the copper coins in the whistling wind. And the feeling that as long as you wipe the bowl that has never been dirty every day, you can decide the life and death of countless people in your own hands.

However, people will change, and that is after the beginning of spring, and the days will soon come to a sting. At this time of year, Huang Yaoshi came to see him, but Huang Yaoshi didn't come this year, and not long after, Ouyang Feng received a letter from Baihuo Mountain.

Two years ago in the fall, his sister-in-law died of a serious illness. From that moment on, there was not a single customer in this small shop, because the small shop with closed doors was destined not to have customers.

Ouyang Feng sat outside the door for two days and two nights, watching the sky constantly changing, he realized that although he had been here for a long time, he had never seen this desert clearly, and when he saw the mountain before, he wanted to know what was behind the mountain, but now he doesn't want to know.

Very early on, there was a person who gave Ouyang Feng a fate, saying that he was a lone star who had entered his life, his parents died early when he was a child, and in the face of countless murderers who coveted the foundation of White Camel Mountain, Ouyang Feng had to follow his brother to rely on each other. Countless scars, countless blood and tears, and the prestige of White Camel Mountain finally resounded in the Western Regions again.

Like the bloody girl in the mouths of many storytellers, the two brothers fell in love with a girl together. Ouyang Feng was very afraid, he was afraid that his life would kill her, so he always refused to marry her.

On that day, Ouyang Feng will never forget that she was wearing a red new dress, a phoenix crown, and a xia veil, she was the bride, but he was not the groom. That day, Ouyang Feng suddenly mustered up his courage, he wanted to take her away, but unfortunately, he was wrong, he never understood a woman's heart.

The day after his brother's wedding, Ouyang Feng left the White Camel Mountain and came to the desert.

That night, Ouyang Feng suddenly wanted to drink, but I drank half of the jar of "drunk life and dream death", as usual, I continued to do my business.

Since then, Ouyang Feng's memory has become worse and worse, and when he has nothing to do, he will look at the White Camel Mountain, because no matter how his memory fades, he clearly remembers that there was once a woman waiting for him over there.

Later, I don't know why, Ouyang Feng often had the same dream, in which there was a baby crying looking for his father. The baby was very cute and crying sadly.

It didn't take long for Ouyang Feng to leave this place. On that day, Ouyang Feng clearly remembered that the yellow calendar read: The stagecoach moves, the fire forces the gold line, and the west is benefited.

......

"Poof!"

The silver boots made contact with the ground, stirring up layers of billowing dust, and strangely, not a trace of dust could get on the boots.

It was a man lying on the ground, his hair scattered and his breath faint, as if any more gust of wind would take away his last rays of life.

He is the famous, mighty Western Poison Ouyang Feng of the Western Regions, and he is also a dying person whose life is about to come to an end. No matter how great his prestige, martial arts, and achievements he once had, at this moment, in Jiang Feng's eyes, he was just a dead man!

Ouyang Ke had already boarded the ship, but the big ship that had just been pulled up by the anchor was obviously not enough to escape from Jiang Feng's pursuit.

"Smack!"

Jiang Feng's figure suddenly stopped, it was a hand, old, wrinkled, and the joints were prominent. Ouyang Feng has lost his internal strength to dominate the world, but he still has his own hands, as long as he still has the slightest strength, he will never let go.

"Huh?"

Jiang Feng frowned, and suddenly took another step. But seeing that Ouyang Feng's figure was thrown up by Jiang Feng like a rag sack, and fell down with Jiang Feng in one step, he was thrown heavily on the ground.

Blood, dust, as if the bones all over his body were shattered, Ouyang Feng's pupils were even enlarged by pain several times, but he still didn't let go. He will never let go, even if he dies, for many people, hope is something more precious than life.

The wind is blowing, and the wind is a very common thing in the vast sea. The blowing and drumming sails were raised, and Ouyang Ke's figure was gradually moving away.

"Uncle ......"

At this time, Ouyang Ke was already kneeling on his knees, crying silently, no accident, Ouyang Feng exchanged his life for his hope of living.

"Kerr, you have to remember that the first thing you have to do at any time is to live. Only by living can there be hope, so that all the previous efforts will not be in vain, do you remember......" (To be continued.) )