Step into the clouds

One year later, 19-year-old Xiao Ping received a mission to assassinate the thief Liu Wenxiu who had quit the world.

Xiao Ping wounded Liu Wenxiu, who was wearing a black mask, and Liu Wenxiu ran away with injuries. Xiao Ping chased him for three days and two nights, and finally caught up with him. The two fought on the street.Liu Wenxiu was stunned by Xiao Ping, Xiao Ping held up his long sword, and was about to end Liu Wenxiu's life, a child with a stick rushed out from the stabbing, ran into Xiao Ping, and shouted: "Don't hurt my father, You bad guy!"

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Ping overthrew the child with vigor.

The child wiped the blood on his face from the stones on the ground, struggled to stand up, and stared at him fiercely, "Bad guy, I'll kill you!"

Xiao Ping was surprised to find that this child he knew was Xiaohu, the son of the wonton stall owner who wiped his tears a year ago.

Immediately understood what was going on, took a few quick steps, and uncovered Liu Wenxiu's facecloth, who was unconscious on the ground, and saw that Liu Wenxiu was the owner of the wonton stall back then.

The little tiger holding the wooden stick yelled, "Bad guy!"

In his cognition, the most vicious curse is only the word "bad guy".

Xiao Ping approached him, full of murderous intent, like a demon in hell.

Nine-year-old Liu Hu was trembling with fright, stepped back step by step, kept yelling "bad guy" and waving the wooden stick.

Xiao Ping stretched out his hand to pinch his shoulder, and said, "What is a bad guy?"

The Dark Guard Camp taught Xiao Ping a lot, but he forgot to teach him what is a good person and what is a bad person. Xiao Ping thought that he didn't care about good and bad people. Those were useless things. Xiao Ping only kept one thing in mind these years, that Killing was his business, and he made his living by it, just as a cook cooks and a fisherman fishes.Even if he didn't do it today, someone else would do it.

Liu Hu stubbornly refused to cry, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared at Xiao Ping with all his strength.This child actually has a bit of backbone, Xiao Ping thought, if his father died, would he become the second Xiao Ping?Even if this child's life is going to be ruined, it cannot be ruined in his own hands.In a daze, Liu Hu broke free from Xiao Ping and ran towards Liu Wenxiu.

Xiao Ping watched his son pounce on his father, calling out to his father loudly, his eyes softened, he put the sword back into its sheath, turned and left.

After walking a few steps, he turned around again, flew to the side of the child, pulled him away from his unconscious father, and said seriously: "You must remember what I said now, someone will come to kill your father after I leave, if I guessed right, the person who came must be Chen Pi, this person is good at poisoning, and his biggest shortcoming is that he likes to gamble, you can find a way to deal with him from this point."

After explaining these words, he really left.

Xiao Ping didn't run away.

Xiao Ping went back to the Dark Guard Camp to receive his punishment.

The sky is big and the earth is big, there is nowhere to go except the dark guard camp.

With no home, no relatives, no friends, no skills to survive in this world, nothing but killing people, not even a normal man, it is impossible to marry a wife and have children, Xiao Ping like this can't think of himself Where else can I go.

Xiao Ping was not afraid that Yang Mingyuan, the leader of the dark guard battalion, would kill him, he was never afraid of death.

Yang Mingyuan was furious, but he couldn't kill Xiao Ping.It's not that I can't bear it, it's because killing Xiao Ping is too cheap for him, and I can't seriously hurt Xiao Ping physically. If I am injured, I have to recuperate and delay the mission. This is a money-losing business, so I can't do it.

After discussing with the old men who were the leaders of the dark guard camp, Yang Mingyuan reported Xiao Ping's matter to Yun Cheng, the head of the Yun family.Soon Yuncheng's order came down: Xiao Ping is the best assassin in the dark guard camp after all, a rare talent, don't kill rashly, just put him in confinement for a few days.

Yang Mingyuan naturally agreed. They believed that Xiao Ping made a mistake because he was too thoughtful. An assassin should not have his own thoughts, and Xiao Ping should be punished to live in a prison alone, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

Dozens of servants of the Yun family worked together to build the prison/prison to detain Xiao Ping. Blindfolded, Xiao Ping was taken there, and he heard Yang Mingyuan, the commander of the dark guard battalion, say: "This time, I will be extra merciful. I will only imprison you for forty days. Reflect on it."

Xiao Ping was pushed, fell forward, rolled down the steps, stumbled up from the ground, the first thing he did was to take off the blindfold.

Xiao Ping, who took off his blindfold, almost thought that his eyes were covered with a black cloth.

I squeezed the blindfold with my hand, yes, it took off.

Blinking, still the same, dark.

There was no light at all.

Even if it's night, it can't be so dark in front of you.

Xiao Ping walked forward and walked for a long time without touching any objects. It seems that this place is quite large. Of course, there is another possibility that Xiao Ping couldn't walk in a straight line in the absolute darkness, so he couldn't reach the end.

Xiao Ping was tired from walking, so he sat down anywhere to rest.I don't feel stuffy, I don't know where there is a ventilation hole, and it stands to reason that if there is a ventilation hole, light will leak in. The construction of this place is really incredible and quite ingenious.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is by no means an ordinary prison, let alone an ordinary imprisonment.

They were trying to drive him crazy.

"Hehe." Xiao Ping laughed out loud.He really thinks it's funny, if this can make him give in, then he's not him.

But Xiao Ping soon stopped laughing.

It is absolutely dark, you can't see your fingers, and it is absolutely quiet. You can only hear your own breathing, as if you are blind and deaf, and your eyes and ears have become decorations. In this environment, no one can maintain a normal state of mind.

It was fine at first.

After countless failures, Xiao Ping managed to touch the wall. The next moment he found that the wall was made of boulders half a foot thick, and there was absolutely no possibility of getting out.

Xiao Ping took advantage of the servant's opportunity to deliver food and take away the urinal to restrain the visitor. The next moment he found that the visitor was a deaf-mute person who didn't know how to exit.

Gradually, he didn't feel the passage of time, he didn't know if he was asleep or awake, he didn't know if he was hungry or full. Once a day?Or, three times a day?In the last case, Xiao Ping didn't dare to think about it, if time passed so slowly, how would he survive the rest of the day?

Close your eyes and it's dark, open your eyes and it's still dark.

He didn't even have a dream and suffered from severe insomnia.

It was so quiet that he yelled and made some noises to make sure he was not deaf.

In the prison cell alone, he sang a folk song that he didn't know where he heard: "Grandpa was born in that day and earth, and love and hatred are fleeting. Sister, don't worry, you will retire tomorrow..." While singing, suddenly Stopped, broke abruptly, closed his mouth, remained motionless, and sat blankly.After sitting for a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and sang again: "Grandpa was born in the heaven and earth, and he is happy to be kind..."

He sang it to himself.

He must sing.

To prove that he is still alive.

There was no distinction between day and night in the dungeon, and the thick darkness eroded his soul bit by bit.He hugged his knees with his hands, buried his head between his legs, and huddled into a ball as much as possible.

He began to hallucinate, and everyone he had killed appeared in front of him, demanding his life.

He shouted hoarsely at the phantoms:

"Come here if you have the guts! Come here!"

"I'm not afraid of you when you're alive, and I'm even less afraid of you when you're dead! Get lost!"

"I've killed so many people, and every one of them has to be paid back by me. To whom should I give it back? Then I simply don't pay anyone back! Fuck you!"

His thoughts were unprecedentedly chaotic, and the questions that he suppressed and didn't think about on weekdays flooded into his mind.In order to make himself feel better, he tried his best to think about the good things in his life, so he thought of his mother. In this life, only his mother is good to him.The moment he thought of his mother, a picture flashed in his mind, the picture of a beautiful mother being pressed under a man and played/played with.

He squatted on the ground, covered his eyes with one hand, and lowered the other hand, feeling his mother holding his hand and calling him son, son...

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw nothing.

He opened his eyes wide in the darkness, looking at nothingness, just like the young Xiao Ping back then, with his eyes wide open, watching his mother slowly wither in the mud.The same feeling of powerlessness that he had when he was a child deeply grasped him who had grown up and made him tremble all over.

He also saw his scrawny mother on the sick bed take out a jade pendant, put it on his neck, and told him, this jade was given to your mother by your father, and your father's family totem was engraved on it. It was a pair, exactly the same. Yes, the other piece is in your father's place. Your father is a great hero and very powerful in the world. Wearing this piece of jade makes it feel like your parents are by your side.son, do you knowMother never regretted giving birth to you.If you go to Luoyang to find your father, listen to him, learn martial arts from him, and protect him when you grow up...

The mother babbled a lot, and for the young Xiao Ping, he didn't understand the meaning of many words, let alone remember them.He even forgot his father's name, he only remembered that his mother said that his father was in Luoyang, and he was wearing a jade pendant like his.

After his mother died, Xiao Ping went to Luoyang. Before he could find his father, he was arrested and sent to the Yun family's secret guard camp in Luoyang, where he was trained as an assassin.

Xiao Ping hadn't thought about his mother for a long time.

The first thing that the Dark Guard requires every participant to do is to forget themselves and the past.

Memory is a kind of cruelty. When everyone in the story is dead and only you are left alive, the memory will condense into a wound that will never heal, rotting and stinking over the years.

Xiao Ping thought he could forget.Unexpectedly, in the dark dungeon, my mother's voice and smile reappeared in my mind, as clear as yesterday, no matter how time changes, it will not fade.

Xiao Ping held the jade pendant around his neck tightly and stood up.

For the sake of my mother, I have to live!

He promised his mother would live on!He will do what he said.The bastard in the dark guard camp wanted him to become a mindless and obedient murder tool, and there was no door for him.

Whether you can hold on or not, these are two completely different roads. Xiao Ping, who stands at the fork in the road, has no right to choose not to hold on since the day he was arrested and sent to the Dark Guard Camp at the age of eight.He can only stand up and walk forward, his body is covered with scars, but he must go forward bravely.

Xiao Ping groped along the wall, looking for stone cracks.

In addition to eating and drinking, he kept touching.

Go to sleep when you are sleepy, and continue looking for gaps after waking up.

As long as he finds a gap, he may get out.

He didn't know how long he had been looking for, and he completely lost the concept of time.

He didn't find it.

How could there be a gap in the dungeon specially built for him by the Dark Guard Camp?Xiao Ping understood the methods of the Dark Guard Camp too well.He just finds something for himself to prove that he can still think and is not crazy, as long as he has a breath, he will continue to look for it.

Maybe a few days later, maybe just an hour, when Xiao Ping touched a depression on the wall, his first reaction was that he couldn't believe it.

Gently tapped and repeatedly probed, it was determined that the stones here are much thinner than other places.

Xiao Ping pulled off the headband on his head, pressed the switch, and with a "pop", an extremely small two-inch iron cone was exposed.Those who are assassins have weapons on their bodies no matter what time they are. Fortunately, they were not found during the routine body search before being detained.

Holding the iron awl in his hand, Xiao Ping began to chisel the wall.

After a long time, the chisel was almost done, Xiao Ping concentrated his whole body's true energy in the palm of his right hand, and aimed at the depression with all his strength to strike.

Small cracks appear in the stone.

Xiao Ping dug hard, hard work paid off, and he finally dug out a small stone.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", it turned out that he had used too much force just now, and he had suffered an internal injury because he couldn't eat or sleep well these days.

But he no longer cared about his injury.

Eyes wide open, staring outside.

There is a gap in the wall.

A faint light came in from outside.

Then, Xiao Ping saw the person who changed his destiny.

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