wind and waves

Time flies, three years have passed.

As if nothing happened, as if everything can be forgotten.Then be safe each other.

Yunlang went around and returned to Mausoleum.

The plaque at the gate of the city seems to have been hung with a new one. The shopkeeper of Vantone Pharmacy is still the same, ignoring ordinary people. The door of the old doctor’s house has been painted new, and it looks richer than before, but the sign of the medical center is gone. up.

A girl was cleaning the yard inside, and she saw Yunlang outside the door from a distance, and hurriedly called out, "Master! Are you Mr. Yun?"

Yunlang stood at the door, thinking about whether to go in.

As if she was afraid that Yunlang would run away, she hurried out and grabbed Yunlang's sleeve and pulled him into the yard.

"You are the Mr. Yun who was treated by grandpa before, right?" The girl confirmed Yunlang's identity again, "You really look like what grandpa said."

"Is your grandpa the old doctor here?"

"Yeah yeah."

The girl kept staring at Yunlang, making him a little uncomfortable, Yunlang changed the subject, "What about others? He saved my life back then, and he hasn't officially thanked him yet."

The girl replied with a sad face, "Grandpa has passed away for more than three years..."

"No wonder." Yunlang lowered his head, "All the signboards on the door have been taken off. I'm sorry to bother you, so I'll take my leave first."

"Mr. Yun wait a minute!" The girl stopped him, pointing to a pigeon flapping its wings on the fence, "What do you think it is?"

Yun Lang didn't look carefully when he came in, he just thought it was a little white hen basking in the sun, but now he saw that it was a white and fat pigeon that had been raised, it seemed too fat to fly.

The pigeon's legs are black...

The girl took out a small mailbox from the house, handed it to Yunlang, and said in thought, "Since grandpa was not well, I ran away from my mother to take care of her. Tell me, about four years ago, that is, not long after you left here, this pigeon flew here. The black-legged one, grandpa thought it was unusual when he saw it, and said that it must be Mr. Chenfeng who wanted to pass it on to you. letter."

This girl seemed to be the same as the old doctor, she never stopped talking, "Grandpa thought you would come back, but he didn't come after waiting for you, and he didn't come when he waited for you, this letter, that's it It has been kept here for four years. The pigeons have been kept for four years just like the little ancestor. Before he left, my grandfather still told me that if the young master finds him, he must hand over the letter to the young master. I know... all these years have passed, and I don't know if this letter is still useful..."

The wax seal of the letter box was still there. Yunlang took out the rolled paper from the letter box and spread it out. The edges of the paper were already a little yellowed.

A small piece of paper densely records the evil deeds of Chen Bei and Chen Lang back then, as well as the worry about Yun Lang's injury, and the advice and concern for him.

Yun Lang burst into tears.

The letter is true, Chen Feng has never lied to him... It is he who does not believe him...

At that time, Chen Feng thought that he was still recovering from his injuries in Xiaocheng, and he didn't even know that he had returned to the capital, so how could he send a letter to the capital?

However, what's the use of seeing it now, it's just adding regret...

Yunlang wiped away his tears, put the letter back into the mailbox, and put it in his belt.

"Thank you for letting me know, girl. I'll take my leave first."

It's only been three years, and things have changed.

When I was still healing inside, I always felt that the old doctor was noisy, talking endlessly all day long, and I just wanted to leave early.

Now the courtyard is really quiet and quiet, but I can't get used to it, and I miss his words again, and even the face in my memory is full of kindness.

Yunlang bought a jug of wine from the wine barman on the side of the road, drank while walking, and left Lingcheng.

There is no way, everything in the mausoleum seems to bring back a lot of memories.

Yunlang is afraid of memories, as beautiful as memories are, the reality is as cruel...

Yunlang felt that in the face of fate, a human being is no different from the monkey being teased in the hands of the animal trainer.The difference is that monkeys can still earn applause and rewards from people, but people come and go empty-handed, full of regrets...

Wine is really an excellent thing, pouring it down in a pot, it seems to wash away those memories, I can't remember anything, and my heart can be calmer.

Yun Lang didn't know where he could go, he just walked aimlessly on the suburban road, and at some point he turned off the road, the forest on both sides of the road became more and more dense, and the road disappeared.

Dark shadows flickered in the woods, and Yun Lang realized that he was being followed.

Yunlang sneered in his heart, heh, he really knows how to pick the time.

How many times, I don't know how many times I have fallen on the wine, but I still don't have a long memory.It seems that as long as I drink, there will always be some people around me.

There are more than 20 people in black, with knives and swords in their hands.

Yunlang didn't have a sword, so he only had a short knife that he carried with him, so he had to draw out the knife and bite the bullet to fight.

The men in black seemed to have come prepared, they didn't rush forward, and they didn't ask questions. Neither side said a word.

There was a murderous atmosphere in the forest, and the effect of the wine interfered with his keen insight, Yunlang's scalp was numb.

Eight people suddenly attacked from all directions, Yun Lang tried his best to concentrate and deal with the surrounding swords.

Yunlang knew in his heart that in his current situation, a quick decision was the best policy.

But the man in black deliberately slowed down his rhythm, and his moves were sloppy, which made Yunlang very annoyed. He could only choose to get close to everyone in order to kill him with a single blow.

After a round of fighting, six of the eight had been lost.

The two hiding in the dark whispered, "Brother, this kid is not easy to deal with."

"It's easy to deal with, and it won't be delayed until we have to do it ourselves. Don't worry, haven't we prepared some good things?"

The remaining three added five more, and again eight people besieged together.

Just when Yunlang's attention was all on the eight people, one more person appeared from nowhere and sprinkled a bag of white powder on him head-on. Can't see anything anymore.

Yun Lang covered his eyes and let out a cry of pain.

Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, the pain brought back all his consciousness, pulling it out of the chaos of the wine.

He can't see where the person is, so he can only judge the direction of the person based on the sound of the wind. Fortunately, he has been trained in blindness before, but this is not what he is good at.

Not long after, Yunlang was cut several times, and the other party also killed several people.

The man in black thought that after destroying his eyes, he could only be slaughtered by them, but he became stronger.

"What's going on? It's so powerful even if you can't see it?"

"I don't see it well. This person will only get stronger and stronger. Let's withdraw first. If this matter is successful, it will be fine. If it fails, it will not involve the two of us. Besides, we have already ruined his eyes. He has no threat in the future, why bother fighting him here, we still have someone to deal with..."

"Well, that makes sense."

The two said and left one after another.

The remaining ten people fought with Yunlang in the forest.

There were more and more cuts on Yunlang's body, and each cut was deeper than the last.Yunlang didn't care about these pains, he wholeheartedly explored everyone's weaknesses, and then looked for opportunities to break them one by one, even if he was going to hit his knife edge, as long as he could kill the enemy, Yunlang would not hesitate.

Yunlang's method of injuring one thousand enemies and self-injury eight hundred scared the men in black into chaos, and within a short time, they were killed one by one by Yunlang.

After dealing with them, Yunlang felt the pain in his body, as if he had no strength at all.

He lost his strength and fell on the spot, his eyes were still pitch black, he had no other reaction except for the sharp pain, his consciousness became more and more chaotic, and finally passed out.

******

The cold raindrops dripped on Yunlang's forehead, and he woke up.

At first it was two or three drops, and then it turned into a drizzling drizzle.

It is the rainy season at this time, and it is not uncommon for the weather to rain at every turn.

I don't know how long it has been raining, but Yunlang only feels that the blood has been flowing, and his body is getting colder and colder.

But he could only lie on the muddy ground that had already been soaked in potholes, unable to resist.

There was a sound of footsteps on the ground that was different from the sound of rain.

The footsteps were unhurried, as if they were with these men in black.

The owner of the footsteps seems to be turning over the corpse, walking and stopping, getting closer...

In the wilderness, it is unknown how long it will take for a living person to come here.In Yunlang's current situation, other than waiting to die of blood loss in the rainy night, the only choice is this person...

Besides, Chen Feng's life is still on his back, no matter what happens, he has to live.

Then, take a gamble!

When the man came to Yunlang's side, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's feet. Yunlang, in a humble tone he had never used in his life, begged for the only hope in front of him. He didn't have much left. Speak with strength, "Please...save me, save me...whatever you want..."

Thought to be the remaining accomplice of the man in black, Jing Che's hand that was holding the knife trembled slightly after hearing the voice of the man under his feet.

Holding an umbrella, he looked down at the distressed people on the ground.

"Okay, you said it yourself, you can do whatever you want."

Yunlang's consciousness was sluggish, he only vaguely heard that the man seemed to agree, so he passed out.

Jing Che helped Yun Lang onto his back, got up on his back, and walked towards the main road.

*****

Jing Che rented a courtyard on the outskirts of Lingcheng, and the rent was very cheap because of the remote location.

Pushing open the courtyard door, Jing Che closed the umbrella and stood outside the house, and entered the house with Yun Lang on his back.

Put him wet on the bed and took off his clothes.

Jing Che took a soft cloth dipped in warm water and gently wiped the mud on his face and the wounds on his body.

Those old wounds that were treated by Jing Che still had traces, and today's new wounds are also particularly striking.

Caressing Yunlang's face with startled hands, he said distressedly, "Why do you look so scarred every time I see you..."

After cleaning the wound, he found out the hemostatic medicine he had prepared before, and applied it gently.