[Jian San] Let's drink tea from big brother

He abandoned me or died.

Su Huayan wanted to draw his sword to stop him, but he still couldn't stop Murong Zhuifeng.

Their investigation this time ended with He Qiwo's death.The few of them went back along the way they came without saying a word, Xu Aoxue and Qing Deng turned to Changzui Village to report the bad news to Wen Lu.

And when Su Huayan and Shiwei arrived at the defense line, they also left to discuss the matter of the rebels with the people guarding the village.

Only Murong Zhuifeng and Ye Zhengyang remained.

Murong Zhuifeng turned around and wanted to leave, his lonely figure looked lonely in the setting sun of Luodao, but he was firm and tall.

Ye Zhengyang looked at the figure who had been wandering in the game for a long time, and now he would continue to wander in the rivers and lakes. Finally, he called out to him, "Wait, Senior Murong."

Murong Zhuifeng didn't turn around, but just stopped. Ye Zhengyang walked a few steps quickly, stood beside Murong Zhuifeng, and said with a smile as relaxed as possible, "Senior Murong, apart from so many corpses today, can you rest for a while? What about the juniors?"

Facing Ye Zhengyang's invitation, Murong Zhuifeng was silent for a long time, and finally only responded in a low voice, "Okay."

The two of them didn't care about the place, but even though they found an empty tent, these militiamen were on a rotation system, so the living conditions were the same, and no matter who used the tent, it was allowed.

The decoration inside the tent is very simple, there is only a small table, and a simple sleeping couch, a roll of blankets is randomly thrown on the sleeping couch.Ye Zhengyang sat down in front of the tea table. The two of them sat facing each other, and neither of them spoke for a while.

After Ye Zhengyang drank the tea in the teacup in front of him bit by bit, he said slowly, "Senior Murong, there are only you and me here, I want to ask a question."

Murong Zhuifeng remained silent, Ye Zhengyang knew that if Murong Zhuifeng didn't want to answer, he would definitely turn around and leave, so he continued on his own, "I want to know how your son's corpse poison got infected. "

Ye Zhengyang saw Murong Zhuifeng's fists clenched tightly.

If he could, he didn't want to expose other people's scars or poke their pain.

These were the things that Ye Zhengyang disdained and hated the most, but today, he asked them out.

Murong Zhuifeng's eyes staring at Ye Zhengyang changed from fierce to helpless. The most ferocious man in Jiansan still showed his exhaustion and helplessness. He closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Corpse poison is contagious. .”

The first person to be infected by the corpse poison was his wife. Even though his wife used to practice martial arts when she was young, but after marrying him, she had put down her military service and turned to female red. However, they thought it was an accidental wind and cold, but it became a nightmare for their family.

His son, Wuchang, was infected by his wife and turned into a corpse, and he also became such a half-human, half-ghost appearance.

His attitude towards He Qiwo is neither unfeeling nor indifferent, but he doesn't want anyone to repeat the same mistakes as his family.

Murong Zhuifeng said, "I don't know how long I can maintain this state, maybe in the near future, I will also become unconscious, and I will not feel pain, I will become a monster like a walking dead!"

He looked at Ye Zhengyang who was sitting on the side, Ye Zhengyang knew that he was unwilling, he was fighting with those corpses, but maybe one day, the corpse poison in his body would explode like a bomb, taking away everything he had, Let him also look like those corpses he hates now.

Ye Zhengyang said slowly, "But, until that day comes, Senior Murong, you will continue to fight like this."

Murong Zhuifeng replied, "Of course."

Tragic heroes, that's about it.

Ye Zhengyang covered his eyes, not knowing what to say, he could blame everyone for killing He Qiwo, but he couldn't blame Murong Zhuifeng for this matter.

No one understands the danger of corpse poison better than Murong Zhuifeng, and no one understands how painful it is for a human being to become a corpse better than him.

Perhaps for He Qiwo, this was even a relief.

But thinking of that little Xiezi who was waiting alone for his father to come home, Ye Zhengyang would feel a different kind of guilt in his heart.

The conversation between the two fell into silence again, but this time it was Murong Zhuifeng who spoke first, "I heard that the daughter of that corpse didn't become a corpse?"

Ye Zhengyang nodded.

Murong Zhuifeng sighed, "You should take her out."

Ye Zhengyang smiled wryly, and said to Murong Zhuifeng, "But, for Xiao Xiezi, Changzui Village is her home, isn't it?"

Murong Zhuifeng said coldly, "At this time, don't talk about the waywardness of a child. Does she really want to survive in a place full of corpses?"

Ye Zhengyang also knew that what Murong Zhuifeng said was not unreasonable. For Xiao Xiezi, although the villagers in Changzui Village were her family and friends, in the final analysis, the villagers in Changzui Village were already dead. Xiao Xiezi will find out sooner or later.

If it's for Xiao Xiezi's good, don't bring her back to human society like that is the real good for her.

Ye Zhengyang smiled wryly, "Although you are right, Senior Murong, you are right, but you should also consider Xiao Xiezi's will, maybe she wants to be with her mother..."

Murong Zhuifeng interrupted Ye Zhengyang, "Only the living can have the leisure to think about their own will."

"When even surviving will become unknown, what's the point of talking about will?"

At this moment, Ye Zhengyang was speechless.

Xiao Xiezi ran around in Changzui Village, maybe one day she would meet a real corpse man, at that time, her throat would be bitten, and her flesh and blood would be devoured, but at that time she still thought it was just a villager a game of .

To Xiao Xiezi, this was a kind of cruelty.

The villagers of Changzui Village are trying their best to make up a fairy tale for Xiao Xiezi to make her intoxicated.

But Murong Zhuifeng ruthlessly wants to smash all the fairy tales and expose the reality nakedly.

But, who can say that this is not for the good of Xiao Xiezi?

Ye Zhengyang didn't know what to say, or maybe to Murong Zhuifeng, all words were pale.

From the moment he turned into a corpse, he has firmly established his path, killed his son, and imprisoned his wife, but he still persists in walking on, even if the end of this path is Abi Hell .

Ye Zhengyang took a deep breath, and he tried his best to hold back his tears. Whether it was Murong Zhuifeng or Xiao Xiezi, he couldn't change their tragic future. All he could do now was to watch them go the way of the future.

He stretched out his hand, filled the two teacups in front of him, and handed them to Murong Zhuifeng, "Senior Murong, we will set off for Luoyang tomorrow. We will meet each other once, and let the younger generation replace the wine with tea and respect Senior Murong with a cup. Show the younger generation a heart."

Murong Zhuifeng took the teacup, the tea is crude tea, the aroma is not delicate enough, it's not worth savoring slowly, but drinking it in a cup is the best way to quench your thirst.

This is probably his Murong Zhuifeng.

He drank the cup of tea in one gulp and swallowed it like drinking wine.

[System prompt: The main task [Please Murong Zhuifeng to drink tea] has been completed, congratulations to the player for gaining a lot of experience points, and getting [Guardian] X1]

Guard your heart?Ye Zhengyang was stunned for a moment. He remembered that this was the ring dropped by the ordinary Dihua Qianshan dungeon back then. Because the small characters on it were well written, many girls went to brush the ring on purpose, but the ring should be worn by the inner martial arts sect. It doesn't matter if he hides the sword.

He looked at the attribute, but the attribute has been quietly changed to be able to use hidden swords, and the attribute suitable for the sect has been quietly erased at some point, probably because of the system's own changes.

But the small words are still the same: those who wear this ring are said to be able to love the one they love from the beginning to the end.

[System prompt: The world is unpredictable, and good things are hard to come true. With this ring, I hope it will come true. 】