beg for chivalry

Enter the door of the elder Beixuan.

"It doesn't matter if you don't take revenge..." Xu Fan said these words out of nowhere.

Yuzhi turned his head slowly, a rare look of astonishment appeared in his eyes, he didn't know whether he was surprised that Xu Fan had guessed what he was thinking, or that his life experience was known to others.

Xu Fan felt guilty when he saw him, but he still said boldly: "People are dead, what's the point of revenge? You report it and I report it. When will the wrong be reported? Of course, if there is a villain who commits evil, of course he will be punished." Let them be punished severely. But if you live only for this matter, then it is really meaningless."

Although his life in the past ten or so years was not smooth sailing, there were not many turmoil. Naturally, he couldn't understand the bloody feud that Yu Zhixu bore, and it was quite easy to say at this time.But maybe no one has ever told Yu Zhixu to let go of the feud, but it also made Yu Zhixu feel a little relieved.

Yuzhi shook his head slowly, with a peaceful sadness in his eyes, but his face was still calm. "But apart from this matter, I have no reason to live."

Xu Fan lay under the tree, put his arms behind his head, thought for a while, and said, "Then...let's try to make friends."

Seeing that Yu Zhixu was confused, Xu Fan stammered: "My father often hangs a line of Sadura's poem on his mouth, 'The most important thing in life is the confidant, and you can meet your flesh and blood relatives all over the world.' Having many friends in the world seems to have one more Flesh and blood relatives. The happiest thing in this world is nothing more than playing around with friends. A friend always feels that there is a lot of fun, and the surrounding is not deserted, so he wants to live."

Seeing that Yuzhi Xu still had a gloomy look on his face, he hurriedly said, "I'm just talking casually, you can just listen to it."

The autumn wind whizzed by, and the yellow leaves of the trees shook off, sprinkled all over their bodies.Xu Fan was blinded by the wind, and squinted slightly, but when he opened his eyes, he was stunned.Yu Zhixu was holding the sword at this time, looking at him silently, maybe it was because of the reflection of the yellow leaves, that clean and dusty appearance had a little warmth.

Yuzhi exhaled slightly, and closed his eyes.Xu Fan looked at him, not daring to breathe, but at the same time felt a little sad.

For a long time, he always felt that Yu Zhixu's unfriendly appearance was arrogant and disdained to be with others, but after learning about this person's life experience, he suddenly realized that this person had clearly hollowed out his heart, Grinding teeth and sucking blood in secret, just to avenge blood.

When he opened his eyes again, Yuzhi Xu was calm as usual, and only asked, "Then do you think... are we friends?"

The two looked at each other blankly, Xu Fan was even more dumbfounded.His head seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was thinking about the meaning of those words in a daze.

friend?Yu Zhixu said they are friends?

He began to think vaguely about their relationship.He is a coward who doesn't like martial arts and spends his days idle. Yuzhi Xu is the foreman who came to inspect the school.A few days ago, he always felt that this man would never leave him, always forcing him to rush to the martial arts field to practice swords when he arrived, and secretly cursing the foreman in his heart.But now Yuzhi Xu asked, are they friends?

Xu Fan laughed, winked, and said, "How is it possible! I'm so tired of you. Without you, I would be able to sleep soundly in the inner room every day, and sneak down to the mountain gate and my sister in the hall." How can you be driven to the martial arts field every day like now to be beaten?"

Yu Zhi Xu Wei said: "I think so."

Xu Fan was squinting his eyes, trying to peek at his expression, but saw a hand in front of him.

"However, since you persuaded me to make more friends," Yuzhi Xu said, with a slight smile on his lips, "then I can only wrong you, Yiwei."

There are sparse shadows hovering in the blue sky, which are white birds of prey that are common on the edge of the cliff.Xu Fan blinked his eyes, and saw three or four white birds of prey flying affectionately together, soaring together with spreading their wings. Presumably, they must also be excellent partners, able to travel through the violent wind and snow together, and share the meat of the snakes and rats they caught.

A little longing suddenly appeared in his heart.

So he stretched out his hand and held tightly with Yu Zhixu's hand.

"Well, it's me who is going to wrong you." His face was as red as boiled shrimp, and he said embarrassingly, "I'm probably the most useless friend you've ever had, sorry."

Yu Zhixu just smiled, and tightened his hand a little bit.His eyebrows are clear and handsome, and he is more like a beautiful painting among the golden leaf red maple.Xu Fan couldn't help but be fascinated by watching it, and felt as if he was in a dream.

How could anyone want to be his friend?But this person is still the foreman who is most respected by Tianshan disciples, no one can say no.On the one hand, he felt happy, but on the other hand, he was ashamed of himself.So he made up his mind to spend more time on his homework in the future. It doesn't matter if he himself is ridiculed, but he can't teach others to look down on Yuzhi Xu.

The two sat in silence for a while.He blushed, scratched his face and shouted: "Zhi Xu..."

Yu Zhixu didn't move, but still smiled calmly, like a painting.The gorgeous autumn scenery gradually peeled off behind him, melting into the boundless darkness, and the surroundings dimmed, as if a churning black mist enveloped the whole body.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, but his heart had already cooled down, and he called again: "Zhi Xu?"

In a trance, the autumn wind blew in front of my eyes, and the sound of the wind became more and more violent, tearing my eyes and ears.His eyes were full of yellow leaves dancing like butterflies, his eyes were dazzled for a while, and his eyes were lost.In the ears, it was as if ghosts were crying and gods were howling, and thousands of troops and horses came roaring from around them.

He blinked vigorously, but it seemed that the wind and sand had entered his eyes, and he felt that his eyes were sore and difficult to open.So he shouted anxiously: "Zhi Xu...Zhi Xu!"

There is no response from Yu Zhixu anywhere, only the overwhelming sound of wind rushing into my ears.

A little restlessness and panic arose in his heart, but luckily the two of them had held hands earlier.Although he couldn't see it at this time, he could feel that Yu Zhixu's hand was holding his own, the palm was warm, and there were slightly rough sword calluses, which made people feel at ease indescribably.

But the hand gradually felt a little wet and greasy. For some reason, he felt that the hand seemed to be gradually crumbling in his hands, gradually dissipating, and turning into dust.The surrounding field of vision was rapidly becoming pitch black, and at the same time, a staggering stench permeated upwards. They seemed to have fallen into the boundless swamp, swallowed by the surging tide, and drowned in it.

"...Zhi Xu!"

Yu Yi opened his eyes suddenly, but the tears fell first.He was standing blankly in the dark cave, surrounded by filthy blood tanks, mosquitoes and flies were flying around, and landed on the half-rotted flesh in front of him.

The past is all in vain, there is no more snowy Tianshan Mountain, no more disciples who can make jokes with him, and even Yu Zhixu, who is sitting under the plum tree wiping his sword, has turned into a fleeting gleam.At this time, Yu Yiwei was exhausted and had no time to care about others, so he knelt down in the blood on the ground.

His mind was muddled, and only one thought was circling in his mind.

Why is this so?Why was he still not happy when he saw Yu Zhixu who was alive?

Yuzhi Xu was the first friend he made at Tianshan Gate, and perhaps the only true friend he had.On the night when Erzhu's disciple in the posthouse was slaughtered, Yu Zhixu should have died under the fire, but he was still alive here.

Why can't he be happy, instead it seems like a hole has been dug in his chest, filled with empty sadness?

Yu Yiwei tremblingly covered his face with his palm.

In the dark corner, he wept silently and choked with pain.