Step into the clouds

Xiao Ping has long discovered that no matter what happens, as long as people are alive, life will be lived as usual.Until the day of death, no one has the right to say that life is not good. How can you be sure that it is good or bad if it is not over?And when you are sure, it will be the end of your life. At that time, although you know the answer, you can't say it.Therefore, it is useless to think too much about the question of whether life is good or not, and it is useless to ask more, as long as you have been there.

Seeing Liu Hu asking himself, Xiao Ping didn't say much. He wasn't a man who likes to complain and talk too much. He just smiled slightly and said, "It's okay."

He has learned to smile now, and he likes to speak with a smile. When others are happy, he is also relaxed.

Yin Wangchuan sat on the left side of Xiao Ping, drinking to relieve his worries, and sighed: "You asked us to pick him up. I saw that not only did he not have bedsores from being bedridden all year round, but even his nails were cut clean. You told us to pick him up. Take good care of you, no one is better than you, I have only respected you so far, if Shisan wakes up, I will definitely make you a friend in front of him, unfortunately..." Yin Wangchuan said sadly head.

Jiang Fengyang said: "You cut his nails to maintain the habit of a swordsman, but can he still use the sword?" After saying that, he sighed again and again.

Liu Hu said: "I have been looking for a ghost doctor for a year, but I still can't find him. The only progress we have now is that I have a younger brother who pretends to go to a doctor and sticks ghost fire powder on the sole of the ghost doctor's shoes. Illuminated, we just need to see which person's soles will glow. Unfortunately, my subordinate disappeared, and the clue was broken again. Although the ghost doctor is in this town, there are so many people in the town, where can I find the soles? The one who shines?"

Yin Wangchuan continued: "Maybe the ghost doctor has changed his shoes a long time ago, alas..."

Xiao Ping was not in a hurry, took a sip of wine slowly, pinched the wine bowl with his right hand, and said, "It doesn't matter if the ghost doctor can't be found, Sai Bianque came to see him last month, and said that the thirteenth master is recovering, and the internal injuries are completely gone. Well, it’s just that I lost my internal strength.”

Jiang Fengyang and the others were overjoyed, and the impatient Liu Hu immediately asked: "Then Sai Bianque didn't say when he would wake up?"

Xiao Ping swallowed his wine, and continued to say in that unhurried tone: "Sai Bianque said maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe forever."

The three of them immediately withered again.

Jiang Fengyang said: "If you don't wake up for the rest of your life, what should Brother Xiao do?"

Xiao Ping put down the wine bowl, continued pouring wine for himself, without raising his head or opening his eyes, he replied casually and naturally: "It's not that bad, it's just the same as now."

Liu Hu hissed, "Can you hold on? This is not a month, it's a lifetime!"

Xiao Ping smiled: "If it's a month, I won't be able to hold it." Thinking of the month when Yunze had an accident, didn't he fall into madness?

Yin Wangchuan said: "Could it be that Brother Xiao never fails?"

Xiao Ping said calmly: "There used to be."

Yin Wangchuan stared into his eyes, and asked seriously: "Can you promise to take care of him for the rest of his life, until he dies naturally?"

Xiao Ping nodded.

"No resentment or hatred?"

"Don't blame the sky, don't hate the world."

"never changed?"

When it came to the topic of "forever", Xiao Ping thought for a moment and replied, "I can only guarantee that I will not change before I die."

"Why?" Yin Wangchuan was puzzled, "With your temperament, you should kill him before committing suicide."

Xiao Ping said: "I also thought about it when I couldn't hold on, but later I didn't have the heart to do it. No matter what, I couldn't do anything to Master Shisan. After a long time, I felt that this kind of life is not bad, at least not No matter how worried and wandering, I don’t have to kill people I don’t want to kill. What I do every day is up to me. Every day when I open my eyes, I see Lord Thirteen. I take him here and there, he Follow me, he depends on me, he lives because of me, his whole life is dominated by me. I no longer worry about him, I am no longer inferior to him, I am more than enough for him now, this is really the most relaxing thing in my life You don’t understand, sometimes we feel very scared, but in fact we are afraid just because things haven’t happened yet, when things really happen you won’t be afraid anymore, I’m quite used to talking to him now This kind of day together, if he wakes up, it is a gift, if he does not wake up, it is fate. I recognize my fate, and I am grateful to fate."

Yin Wangchuan shook his head and sighed: "I really don't understand." Turning to Jiang Fengyang, he said, "You used to be best with Xue Qingyun, do you understand?"

Jiang Fengyang replied: "I don't understand either, I just remember that a year ago, when I was chatting with Qingyun, I asked him that Xiao Ping was so powerful in martial arts and he was a loyal servant of Yuncheng, why didn't we kill him to avoid future troubles? He said..." Jiang Fengyang faced Xiao Ping, and seeing Xiao Ping smiling calmly, he couldn't help but also smiled easily, "It seems that Brother Xiao knew it a long time ago, he said, 'Whoever dares to touch Xiao Ping is my enemy '."

Xiao Ping said: "I don't know, but I'm not surprised, it sounds like something he would say."

Jiang Fengyang continued: "I asked him then, 'Since you are so good to Xiao Ping, why did Xiao Ping help Yuncheng and not help you? Since Xiao Ping is not yours, why did you treat him like this?' He replied, 'No one can understand what happened between me and him.' Now, it seems that Qingyun really saw the right person."

Xiao Ping said: "It is only now that I know that he cares for me just as much as I treat him." Picking up the wine bowl, took a sip of the wine, and said in a reminiscent tone, "The year he was injured, I only When I have time to think about everything between me and him carefully, I find that he has always treated me the same as I treated him, but I used to suffer from my life experience, inferior to my experience, and could not see the truth clearly. Between us, he is the one who understands, and I am the one who is confused. He has always been smarter than me and sees farther than me. He dared to practice knowing that he would go mad because he thought that I would take care of the aftermath for him. He has calculated everything, calculated what will happen to Yuncheng, and also calculated what will happen to me."

Jiang Fengyang looked at Yunze lying on the ground in surprise, and said in disbelief, "You mean, he even expected the current situation?"

Xiao Ping said: "Maybe." After saying that, he laughed again, "Who knows, you can't ask him anyway."

Jiang Fengyang said: "But, are you willing? With your ability, you can accomplish a lot. Now that Yuncheng is dead, no one restrains you. You don't want to become famous in the world? Are you willing to carry this burden and run away for the rest of your life?"

Xiao Ping nodded while drinking.

Jiang Fengyang still didn't want to believe it, "You answered too quickly, this is a lifelong burden, you are still so young, can you guarantee that your thoughts will not change with age?"

"I'm not young anymore." Xiao Ping joked.

Although he was joking, Jiang Fengyang and the others couldn't laugh.

They all stared straight at Xiao Ping.

Xiao Ping's sideburns clearly had white hair, and the corners of his eyes were also wrinkled. His former murderous eyes were no longer sharp, like a sword shrouded in a sheath, losing its brilliance.Maybe it's because the clothes are too gray and tattered, he looks gray and vicissitudes, ordinary, plain, ordinary, his expression seems to be melancholy, but at the same time he is very indifferent.He drank more heavily, as if he wanted to use alcohol to cover up something; his sword-holding hand was rougher than before, and there were more stitch holes on his left middle finger, which were covered with white gauze; Seems slower, of course, just seems.

No one dared to question Xiao Ping's sword, just like no one dared to question Xiao Ping's feelings for Yun Ze.

Everyone knows that this kind of life is definitely not good for a warrior.But the crux of the problem is that Xiao Ping never wanted to be a warrior, he was never suitable to be a killer.

Even if his martial arts regressed, he didn't care, as long as it was good enough, as long as it could protect the Thirteenth Master.

The child is not a fish, An knows the joy of fish.

It is true that Xiao Ping is no longer young. Xiao Ping does not look very good, but deep down Xiao Ping is happy.As long as he himself feels happy, then all problems will no longer be problems.

Jiang Fengyang felt that he understood a little bit.

Yin Wangchuan and Liu Hu also understood.

All three stopped talking.

They had never seen anyone like Xiao Ping.

As for Xiao Ping, he didn't think his choice was so strange or rare.

He grew up in a brothel, used to seeing deceit, betrayal, ungratefulness, chaos and abandonment, and all the filth and darkness in life. He grew up in such a dirty soil and became what he is today. A wonderful thing that doesn't buckle.

His mother didn't see the person he loved the most until his death, but he was by his lover's side every day. Compared with his mother, he was happy enough.

The root of all human suffering comes from dissatisfaction.If a person is happy, it is not because he has more, but because he cares less.

From childhood to adulthood, what Xiao Ping got, owned, and kept was too little, so he was more contented than those who were born with a lot.

Xiao Ping has killed countless people in his life, and there must be retribution, and now he can still see his beloved every day, and there is still one thing he can do - take care of his lover, which makes Xiao Ping very content.

This is simply the greatest mercy left to him by this world.

This is the greatest gift he can imagine from God.

So he enjoyed it.

He took another sip of his drink.He drank very hard, the wine stayed down his neck, wet the front of his clothes, and the color of a large collar on his chest became darker.He grabbed the collar casually and tore it open.

He feels at ease.

Now, he drinks when he wants to drink, pulls his collar when he wants to, and does whatever he wants. He is no longer a servant of Yunfu, he is no longer the number one assassin in the world, and he no longer even goes out of Gongdu anytime, anywhere. With a sword in his hand, when he didn't hold a sword in his hand, he was more likely to hold a flagon or an embroidery needle. He was finally free, and stayed beside Yunze in a free attitude.

Xiao Ping looked at Yun Ze who was sleeping peacefully, and took another sip of wine.

The smell of alcohol rose, and Xiao Ping felt that he had drunk too much.

He raised his breath slightly, trying to suppress the alcohol.

Suddenly felt severe pain in Dantian.

With a slight shake of his hand, a little of the wine spilled out.

Xiao Ping was shocked in his heart, he secretly channeled his true qi, unexpectedly encountered obstacles, and couldn't raise his true qi, this shock was no small matter: I don't know when I was poisoned!Poison in wine?He dropped his wine glass and stood up.

The other three looked at Xiao Ping in confusion, Liu Hu said: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Xiao Ping saw a layer of blackness covering Liu Hu's face, but he himself didn't notice it, his eyes turned to see Jiang Fengyang and Yin Wangchuan were doing the same, and he sat down slumped.

In that instant, the three of them were so angry that they didn't even have time to say a word. There were three sounds of "Boom", "Boom", and "Boom", and the three of them knocked their heads on the wine table and passed out.

Xiao Ping glanced at the wine glass out of the corner of his eye, no, it's not that there is poison in the wine, he has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, if the poison in the wine can't be hidden from him, it's not the wine, what is it?

No matter what, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark. Jiang Fengyang and the others have passed out. The Thirteenth Lord doesn't know what to do. It seems that it is not a good time to do something.Xiao Ping made a decisive decision, pretending to be helpless, and lay down on the table.