Peter's Enemy

Two days and nights ride endlessly, the sun rises, dazzles, dims, sets.The same sun gradually blurred in Fan Qing's vision.

He was a deserter, he thought now and then.But he is very clear that the place he fled to is his final destination, and any grand plans and hegemony are just a dream.

That mountain is still the same, no matter how many years, decades, or even death, these mountains and waters will exist forever in this form.The mountains and rivers are rushing, the years have changed, the beacon fire of the iron cavalry has not stopped, and the reincarnation of the emperor has not stopped, but this land has never changed.

Ma'er was released by Fan Qing at the foot of the mountain, and he decided to die alone in this mountain.Maybe die of old age, maybe starve to death.

When he was walking on the mountain road that he had to go home in the past, his nose was sour and his eyes were red.It was here that his master Mu Chuan came looking for him with a small lantern and carried him home.It was also here that he pulled Master Mu Chuan to worship the heavens and the earth, and leaned on Master Mu Chuan's back to kiss him.That seemed to be his first passion.

With the twilight of dawn, the furnishings in the cave were reflected in Fan Qing's eyes.He raised his right hand and brushed away a strand of spider web in front of him.

He walked inside anxiously, as if he was approaching a dream. The happiness in this dream was once within his reach, but he chose to shatter it.

Everything in this world is indeed a cycle of cause and effect, and every step of his footsteps is paving the way for his ending.But would there be something that could allow him to travel through time and space and restore that period of time?His master Mu Chuan deserves a good ending, and his self in that time and space should fight to catch it.

"It's stupid. It's really stupid." Fan Qingtuo sat on the bed, tears fell down and fell on the ground between his feet.

He taunted himself that he paid a heavy price for his stupidity after living half his life.

His eyes swept across the head of the bed. There was a note beside the pillow, and he reached for it.There was a light layer of dust on the paper, and the handwriting was neat but unattractive. He knew it was left to him by Master Mu Chuan, so he snorted twice, "I'm back, but I can't wait for you anymore .”

He leaned on the bed with the note in his arms, looking at the gradually bright light outside the cave, he had never felt so beautiful here before.

The note in his arms was firmly attached to his chest, and it said, "I'm going out to find you. If you come back, don't leave again, just stay here and wait for me to come back."

Fan Qing lay on the bed and fell asleep. He felt more relaxed than ever.His life finally belonged to him alone, and he immersed himself in the love and memories of the past without any scruples.

When he woke up again, he saw darkness around him.He raised his palm and waved it in front of his eyes, "Is it three days?" He murmured to himself, then sat up and folded the note in the heart of his clothes.

"How can one spend so much time alone?" He stretched.

He thought for a moment, then stood up fumbling with his hands forward, "Is it day or night?"

Relying on his familiarity with the cave, he walked to the entrance of the cave. He supported the stone wall of the cave entrance and opened his eyes wide. "Sure enough, I can't see anything." He smiled helplessly.He turned back again, "I really should get a crutch before going to bed."

He walked carefully, then sat back on the bed, his hands kept touching the edge of the bed, and his feet made regular noises.

"What can I do?"

His stomach growled.

"Or wait to starve to death"

He sighed for a long time, "No, you have to do something."

Relying on his memory, Fan Qing walked to the kitchen step by step, holding on to something.He reached out to touch the stove, and there was a half-sealed bag of rice on the stove.He struggled to untie the knot at the mouth of the rice bag, and then he touched the brush to brush the dust in the pot.

"Where can I get water?" He reached out and found a kettle from the wall. He unscrewed the lid of the kettle, put his nose on the mouth of the kettle and smelled it, "It should be drinkable." He poured the water in the kettle into it. In the pot, he took two handfuls of rice from the rice bag and threw them into the pot, then found a lid to cover the pot.

Fan Qing clapped his hands, "It's almost a fire now."

He fumbled on the stove again, and found two pieces of flint at one corner of the stove. He picked up some dry soft grass from the side and put it under it, then squatted down to light the fire.

He tried his best to keep the flint close to the soft grass, and rubbed the flint vigorously. After rubbing it a few times, his hand suddenly felt a burning pain. He quickly withdrew his hand and put it to his mouth and blew twice.

The flames were crackling, and Fan Qing could feel the heat of the fire, but he didn't dare to reach out to touch it, and took a few steps back.

"This is how to do ah"

The fire was getting hotter and hotter. Fan Qing, who smelled the smoke, couldn't help coughing twice, then got up and rushed out.He stumbled out of the kitchen, took a wooden basin from the bed, and walked out of the cave with it.

"Go to the back mountain to catch water, yes, go to the back mountain."

Fan Qing carried the wooden basin and went to the lake in the back mountain step by step. Although he was very careful, he tripped over a branch and almost fell to the ground.

"It's okay." He was glad that he didn't fall badly.

Fortunately, I used to go to the lake with Master Mu Chuan, fetching water, fishing, and bathing were common things, so Fan Qing could tell the direction even if he couldn't see.

He first went up a slope, and then walked down the slope, and there was a wide lake below.

He tentatively walked to the edge of the lake, squatted on the bank and was about to put the wooden basin into the lake to scoop water, but he heard the sound of someone stirring water in the lake.

"Excuse me, is anyone in the water?" He stopped there.

"Little brother, can't you see?" Fan Qing heard the sound of water waves getting closer.

"I really can't see, so I want to ask you for a favor."

At this moment, Fan Qing wanted to go back to fight the fire, and it would be much smoother if someone helped him.

"How do you want me to help you?" The voice was very close, coming from the lake next to Fan Qing, but the voice was so familiar, it was him

"Who are you!" Fan Qing spoke a little too excitedly.

"Do you want to help you fetch water for the basin?" The wooden basin in Fan Qing's hand was taken by the person in the water.

Fan Qing grasped the arm of the man in the water, "Who are you!"

"Little brother, my name is Zhongli Muchuan, I don't know if you are..."

Fan Qing knelt on the ground with both knees, put his left hand around Zhongli Muchuan's head from behind, bent down and kissed him, he couldn't see Master Muchuan's face, his lips missed it, his tongue stretched out but only licked it. Mouth.

"What are you doing?" Zhongli Muchuan pushed Fan Qing away, and the wooden basin floated on the water.But there was no sullenness in these words, more doubts.

"Little brother, I don't know you. Did you recognize the wrong person? There are many people with similar voices and even the same name."

"No, I won't admit my mistake. You are my Master Mu Chuan!" Fan Qing's tears slipped from his eyes.

"Little brother, don't cry!" Zhongli Muchuan was a little at a loss, "Stop talking about this, what do you want me to do for you?"

"We once worshiped heaven and earth under the moonlight. You are my wife, and I will never admit your mistake."

"Ah," Zhongli Muchuan couldn't close his mouth in embarrassment, "Little brother, you must have admitted your mistake. It is impossible for me to pray to anyone."

"How do you know it's impossible"

"I'm here to guard the spirit of my friend, so how could I worship with whom?"

"Staying the Spirit or Keeping the Body"

"You—" Fan Qing's finger slid up Zhongli Muchuan's ridge, and touched his left shoulder along the way.

Fan Qing posted over, "You are guarding for nothing, we have done that kind of thing more than once."

Shocked and ashamed, Zhongli Muchuan quickly escaped from Fan Qing's grasp and swam to the side, "Hey! I thought you were a decent person, so I wanted to help you, but I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you to be so filthy." People. I'm really sorry, I can't help you." After Zhongli Muchuan said these few words, he hurriedly carried Fan Qing on his back, went ashore and put on his clothes, and specially tied his belt tightly.

Fan Qing saw that he seemed to be really angry, and his brain spun quickly, only then did he realize that Master Mu Chuan is gentle and upright, and talking dirty words will only make him angry.

"Wait a minute, maybe I got the wrong person, but I really need your help. My kitchen is on fire and I need this water to put out the fire."

"What's on fire?" Zhongli Muchuan rolled up his sleeves and approached to pick up the floating wooden basin, filling it full of water. "Why didn't you tell me earlier, what if your house is set on fire? Where is your house? Let's go."

"Go up this slope and then go down." Fan Qing raised his knees and stood up.

Zhongli Muchuan was already standing beside him, "Pull my sleeve."

"it is good."

"Don't worry, if there are stones on the ground, I will tell you."

"it is good."

Fan Qing held Master Mu Chuan's sleeve tightly and followed his steps without the slightest timidity in his heart, because he knew that his Master Mu Chuan would definitely protect him.In this way, Fan Qing's walking is basically the same as that of ordinary people.

The corners of their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their steps were surprisingly consistent.

"Is this basin of water enough?" The water in the basin made a clanging sound.

"Enough."

"Where is your home, I haven't seen the house anyway"

"It's in the cave on the right."

"Ah" Zhongli Muchuan kicked away a branch in front of Fan Qing, "Why do you live in a cave?"

"Before, we both lived in that hole."

"You're talking nonsense again, I really don't know you."

"Did you lose some memory"

"I do have a missing memory, but I shouldn't be able to marry a man. What's more, you are so much younger than me."

Fan Qing followed Zhongli Muchuan into the cave, "Is it day or night?"

"Daytime. Is the kitchen in there?"

"Ah."

"Sit down first, I'll go and have a look." Zhongli Muchuan entered the kitchen with a wooden basin. Although there were some ashes of hay on the ground, the flames were gone.

"The fire has gone out, you don't have to worry about it." Zhongli Muchuan put down the tub and looked at the messy kitchen, "How long have you lived here?"

"I just got here a few days ago."

Zhongli Muchuan lifted the lid of the pot, "My God, you don't mean to boil the contents of this pot!" The water in the pot was very cloudy, and a ball of rice could be vaguely seen sinking below, and some black spots were floating on the water surface. insect.

He covered the pot and looked at the rice bag next to him. The rice grains were full of black bugs.

"You can't eat the rice, and you can't drink the water. How did you survive until now?" Zhongli Muchuan walked out of the kitchen and walked to Fan Qing's side.

Fan Qing sat by the bed, "I'm hungry."

Zhongli Muchuan took a look around, the furnishings in the cave were very simple, and they were so dirty that they looked old.

"You didn't wander here, did you?" Zhongli Muchuan squatted in front of Fan Qing, "Oh, what's wrong with your hand?" He picked up Fan Qing's right hand on his knee, "What's wrong with your thumb, is it burnt?" ?”

"I accidentally burned it when I lit a fire before."

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt much anymore."

"It's either very painful or it hurts. I'll take you down the mountain to the pharmacy later."

"I want to stay here."

"How about you go down the mountain with me and eat and live with me, how can you, a blind man, survive in this barren mountain?"

"Live together, right?" Fan Qing specially emphasized the word live.

"Little brother, don't get me wrong, I can ask you another room at the inn."

"I don't want you to spend too much money for me, and I don't mind sharing a room with you."

"Ah, but I..."

"That's it, let's go down the mountain."

"Okay." Zhongli Muchuan stretched out his hand to pull Fan Qing up, but Fan Qing sat still.

"I can't see, you carry me on your back."

"It's okay, so I can go down the mountain faster."

Zhongli Muchuan squatted obediently in front of him, and Fan Qing crawled onto his back.

"I'm getting up."

"Ah."

Fan Qing hugged Zhongli Muchuan's neck tightly, and tilted his head on his shoulder.This scene couldn't be more familiar. Since he was a child, his master Mu Chuan had recited him countless times, and he had enjoyed it for ten years as a matter of course.

Fan Qing was carried by Zhongli Muchuan on the way down the mountain, his restless hand reached into Zhongli Muchuan's lapel, and after pulling it away, he reached for his head and kissed it vigorously.

Zhongli Muchuan shrank his neck, feeling numb in his heart, "Hey, don't go too far, I took you in because you were pitiful, don't have any bad thoughts about me."

"You are my wife, this is an unchanging fact." Fan Qing kissed Zhongli Muchuan on the neck again.

"Hey," Zhongli Muchuan's neck shrank even more, "Don't say that again, and I'm going to throw you here."

"I know you won't." Fan Qing really thought his Master Mu Chuan was extremely cute, even though he was several years older than him, he was still as cute as a child.

"I will! Really!"

"Okay, I won't talk anymore."

"That's pretty much the same, there is no next time, unless," Zhongli Muchuan's words came to his lips and he didn't say it.

"unless anything"

"Unless, in case, what you said really existed in me."

"It has existed, and it has existed unforgettable."

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