Yin Yang ferry

The little boy stood there in a daze holding the pottery urn.

In front of him was a long knife that was about to fall.

The soldier with the knife slashed at his shoulder while reaching out to snatch the pottery urn from his hand.

This bloody disaster that was about to happen was blocked by the spears that sprung out.

"You dare to stop me?!" The soldier with the knife was furious, and then reacted, "You also want his pottery urn?"

The man with the gun looked at him coldly, silent.

The opponent couldn't bear the pressure, and took the lead to withdraw the knife, sneering fiercely.

"A broken pottery urn, I'll give it to you if you want it, what's so rare!"

He had obviously withdrawn his saber and turned around to leave, but he turned around unexpectedly, made a fierce expression at the boy, and raised his saber again as if to slash.

The little boy jumped up, and the pottery urn in his hand fell to the ground.

boom!

The contents inside were shattered.

It's not the robbery of money that soldiers imagined, but pickles.

The smell came out quickly, and the robber shouted bad luck, gave the boy a hard look, and finally strode away.

The man also put away his spear, turned around and glanced at the boy, and walked away without saying anything.

"My lord, please stay!"

The boy called to stop him.

The man stands still.

"I don't know the name of the nobleman, but I will repay you in the future."

The man turned his head.

The child is about five or six years old, but he already speaks fluently, which shows that the family has a good education.

But looking around, the house is dilapidated, the gates are ruined, it is empty and you can see to the end at a glance, it is clear that the elders have not been the masters of the house for a long time.

Such a child, no matter how precocious and sensible, how long can he live on his own?

But the man can't save it.

In the troubled times, is there more than one household like this?

Hundreds of households and thousands of households are also a drop in the ocean.

There are many men who are worse than children along the way.

He couldn't save him, so he had to leave.

Taking action today may be lucky for Xiaotong, but Xiaotong will still not be able to survive in the future.

In this troubled world, how should people behave?

The little boy looked up at him, his face wasted with hunger, and he was still waiting for his answer.

The man was silent for a long time: "I am a rebel."

After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything, the boy could tell that the men's clothes were the same as those of the soldiers who broke in and robbed them just now.

Unable to get an answer, the boy sighed.

He didn't know if he would survive until tomorrow.

If you can, then think about repaying your favor.

The fog cleared and gathered again.

There is a change in front of my eyes.

The child has grown into a youth.

He walked on the vast Gobi with his luggage on his back.

His hands and feet are slender, and his face also vaguely has the outline of the past.

In the turmoil that made the whole city cry, he survived after all.

More than ten years ago, the world was in decline and the flames of war were hard to extinguish. He walked out of that city, traveled around half of the world, and saw the wailing and pain of the people all over the world.

He had no intention of turning the tide to save the world, but unknowingly learned a whole body of medical skills, healed wherever he went, and became a barefoot doctor.

From Chenliu to Chang'an, from Jiangnan to the frontier fortress, he has traveled countless places.

The hurried footsteps finally stopped in front of a family.

The other party had already been waiting outside the door to welcome this rare doctor in ten miles and eight villages.

In this age, in this kind of place, it is very difficult to find a doctor with medical skills.

Fortunately, they met young people.

Without further ado, the young man went in to save people.

Not long after, a few people passed by outside the house.

Back then, the man with the gun had an outline like iron and a face like ice.

There is no aging on the face, but there are vicissitudes in the eyes.

He still carried the spear behind his back, but his majesty was even better than in previous years.

Surrounded by left and right subordinates, several people passed by outside the house.

At this time, the young man had taken good care of the patient and stepped out with the help of his master.

If the man felt something, he turned his head to look.

The young man naturally raised his eyes and looked back.

The four eyes met, calm and calm.

The years seem to be solidified at this moment, and then slip past silently.

The young man's expression moved slightly, as if he recognized his former benefactor.

He arched his hands and bowed deeply, bending down deeply.

The man turned his head back and continued walking forward.

The youth did not rush to catch up again.

He looked at the man's back and stood there for a long time.

Some things, for oneself, are life-changing, but for the other party, they are just a matter of effort.

The other party doesn't want to have too deep entanglement, so it's also polite not to bother him.

The young man stared at it for a long time, finally smiled in relief, and turned to leave.

To meet again in this life, it is enough for him to perform this ceremony.

"General, the princess is waiting in front of you."

The man nodded to the person who came to report.

In fact, he does not have an official position conferred by the imperial court, but after so many years, everyone knows that this person is the brother of Duke Chonghui, loyal and unrivaled in martial arts, so he is called a general. Listen to what people say.

The person next to him couldn't help asking curiously: "The doctor just now, does the general know him?"

If they didn't know each other, why did the other party perform such a great gift?

The man hummed: "Many years ago, Chen Liu was slaughtered, and I saved him."

Chen Liu was slaughtered, how many years ago was that?

Everyone looked at each other.

The rebellion that year was tragic and long-lasting, and most of the people present still have fresh memories.

"Then general, why did you turn around and leave?"

"Meeting by chance, it's easy to do, why bother too much?" the man said lightly.

If there are too many intersections, there will be exchanges.

If there is contact, it will bring unnecessary trouble to each other.

A person like him is alone, coming and going alone, without any worries.

Caring too much will only tire you and yourself.

It is not easy to grow up safely, so I wish you a smooth life in the future.

……

When the past is buried in the thick smoke and dust, no matter how violent the wind is, there is still an old man who walks from the Styx River, and stirs up the past few words, bringing those once unknown memories to life. The picture scroll unfolded and appeared before the eyes.

All living beings are suffering. If there is a moment of joy, it will never be forgotten, and it will be retained.

The mirror is not dusty, and life is like a long dream. When sorrow and joy are far away, and suddenly wake up from the dream, do you still feel pity and nostalgia for the fallen leaves and flowers in the dream?

He Shu knew that he was dreaming.

This dream is not beautiful, not a dream in the traditional sense.

There are only fragments in the dream, interlaced light and shadow, and many pictures flash by, and there is no time to study it in the future.

So much so that after he woke up for a long time, he was still immersed in it, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

He Shu couldn't tell if he thought about it day and night after hearing the story of Guanghan, or he really had such a past life, but he didn't expect that he could do it while sleeping in the underworld. a dream.

He Shu rubbed his forehead and was about to call Guanghan, but found something wrong.

The place where he is lying now is not the place where they talked before, there is no big stone, and there is no Guanghan.

Under him is a bed.

Had a bed in hell?

Is this a ghost town?

No, they are obviously...

"I just said, what are you doing in a hurry now, and there is no movement there, are you rushing to get beaten?!"

"What can't you do, you still have to take action, right?"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

He Shu: ...

He thought he might be hallucinating.

Otherwise, how could I hear Fengfeng's voice here?

He Shu felt a sense of trance and magic. He suspected that he hadn't woken up yet, and if he pinched his thigh, it would hurt.

Then it is not a dream.

He quickly got up from the bed and followed the source of the sound.

Fengfeng's voice was getting clearer and clearer, and it was as familiar as in memory.

Sure enough, when he turned the corner, he saw the bird with its back facing him, standing tall on the table, admonishing the people below the steps, He Shu could imagine that arrogant look without looking, it was almost Akimbo like a human being.

The few people under the steps looked like ghost messengers, but they were still explaining to it nicely.

"It's not easy for us to come out now. The ghost city is in chaos. The first three halls want to fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to take over, but the ones behind don't move. We belong to the neutral camp. It's better not to move!"

"No way, how can the fifth hall be so downcast! At this critical moment, we should stand up and make a big splash, so that the entire underworld can hear our voice and know our achievements, and then we can take the opportunity to sweep away thousands of troops. , the unification of the underworld is just around the corner, ahahahaha!"

He Shu: ...

Crazy people: ...

Fengfeng laughed twice before realizing something was wrong, she turned the bird's head abruptly, and immediately yelled.

"Are you awake?! Why didn't you make a sound at all, and still eavesdropped on me!"

He Shu: "...You speak so loudly, can you call it an eavesdropping?"

While talking, he looked at the little fat bird.

It seems to be a little thinner, but the spirit is good, and the hair hasn't lost much. It seems that I haven't suffered much here, and I seem to be doing well.

"Have you seen Guanghan?"

"What Guanghan, isn't he in the ghost town?" Fengfeng was puzzled.

"Why am I here?" Chicken and Duck talked, and He Shu felt a little confused, so he simply asked from the beginning.

"You were sleeping outside, and they found out. They said why there is a big living person sleeping here. I went out to have a look and brought you in."

Fengfeng's description is simple and rude, so simple that it makes people even more confused.

He Shu: "Before I go to bed, obviously..."

He wanted to talk about Guanghan, but suddenly remembered that Guanghan said that he was a little different from the real Guanghan.

Fengfeng: "Obviously what?"

He Shu swallowed the second half of the sentence: "It's nothing, why are you here?"

He looked at the errants under the steps, and at the empty seat behind Fengfeng.

Fengfeng noticed his gaze, and her head, which was already a little nervous, became more and more high-spirited.

"This place is in a catastrophe, and the dragons have no leader. Fortunately, I descended from the sky and saved the building from falling. They are convinced of me, and naturally they regard me as master!"

He Shu was helpless: "...can you speak human language?"

He no longer expected to get any useful content from the mouth of this little fat bird, and looked directly at the underworld servants.

"What do you call the errant brothers? My name is He Shu. I am a mortal in the world, and I was kidnapped and accidentally drifted here."

"We know that Master Feng has already told us that you are a distinguished guest of Qiongqi Hall."

One of them said in a strange way, he didn't know whether he was born with a sad face, or he encountered some unsolvable problems, even his smile was a wry smile, his whole face was drooping in a bitter look, which made people couldn't help but follow in his heart Bitter.

He Shu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard Feng Ye being called this.