[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

After leaving the pasture, the three of them were supposed to enter Haiyan, then go to the Central Plains, and went straight all the way back to the Hall of Emperor Qiu, but the owner of the hall turned around and wanted to cross the desert.

Compared with the grassland, the climate of the desert with wind and sand is much harsher. I am often blinded by the sand and dust. Although the scorching sun is on my head, it is not hot, and my head and face are covered with thick clothes. I didn't dare to take a step slowly, I was afraid that when the yellow sand covering the sky and the sun came, the corner figures in front of me and one behind would disappear from my vision, and I was afraid that I would never find them again.

Suddenly the palace master turned his head, and he stood there waiting for me in the dust.

I hurriedly took two steps to keep up, and he asked me, "Do you want me to carry you, or do you want me to carry you hard?"

I was stunned, why do I have to be carried, "I can walk by myself."

He snorted softly, "You go by yourself? I think you are too slow."

So I lowered my eyes, in fact, I have tried my best to be as quiet as possible during this journey, I dare not provoke him, it is still like in the Emperor Qiu Palace, I played my role, it is his subordinates who dare not even show their anger Small character, now that I work hard, he also thinks I'm an eyesore, or he will really think I'm an eyesore and leave me halfway.

"It's fine to carry me behind the iron face..." I replied.

The hall master turned around and continued walking, and Jiang Wuque stopped in front of me.

"Bend down." Jiang Wuque bent down.

I climbed onto his back, "Jiang Wuque," I asked, "Does your heart ache?"

He doesn't answer.

"Tie Mian, don't you feel sad?!"

He walked slowly, and answered slowly, "It doesn't hurt."

I smiled wryly, "Do you ever feel sad?"

He replied: "Yes."

I frowned, "When?"

The voice remains unchanged: "When hurting people."

"Hurt people?! Do you know that you have hurt Xiao Yu'er twice, yet you say you don't feel hurt?!"

The iron face walked slowly behind my back, and stopped talking, because this in itself was not a problem.

The hall master was alone in front, and I deliberately asked Tie Mian to lag behind. The wind was very strong, and there was no need to worry about the conversation between the two, but at this moment, I couldn't think of asking Jiang Wuque anything.

Walking through the desert, it is rare to see people. I lay on Jiang Wuque's back, and very occasionally I saw a caravan of camels, but even real people felt like phantoms. Walking alone in the yellow sand, like a lone survivor after a catastrophe, reminds me of myself.

But fortunately, Jiang Wuque was with me, being carried by him, so I could feel a little more at ease.But thinking about it again, it seems that it is not because he is Jiang Wuque - but because he is a puppet, a puppet who will never leave me behind no matter what, even if he loses his life.

"Iron Face," I asked him, "have you ever...had anyone hated?"

He grabbed my leg with a stick and replied, "No."

I don't believe it, "Don't you hate Sun Yingyu?"

He still walked resolutely, I put my arm around his neck, and put my palm in front of the iron mask, fearing that the wind would blow his mouth full of sand when he spoke.

"I don't hate it." Jiang Wuque replied slowly, the air from his mouth hit my palm lightly.

I was startled, and asked him, "Don't Jiang Wuque hate Sun Yingyu for lying to him?"

Iron face replied: "Sun Yingyu didn't lie to him."

"why?!"

Why... The man in the iron mask paused, as if he was seriously thinking about why, but his answer could only be a few words.

"...she was forced," he gave the answer, "not to lie to him."

"Then Jiang Wuque doesn't blame Sun Yingyu?"

"No wonder."

"Impossible..." I tightened my arms, and suddenly felt an indistinct but slow and lasting pain somewhere in my body. "Then... what kind of person is Sun Yingyu in Jiang Wuque's mind?"

"Good man." It couldn't be more simple than two words, and I was a little out of breath.

Good people... There are many kinds of good people in this world, good people who only do one good thing one day, and good people who only do one bad thing all their lives. In Jiang Wuque's mind, it turned out that Sun Yingyu's concept was so vague. Woolen cloth?

"What else?" I asked.

The man in the iron mask paused, probably this is another question that needs to be summed up, he needs to think, he needs to extract the previous memories, he needs to think, even when he was awake, he didn't think about it.

When the wind and sand hit, I closed my eyes, and my eyes were full of bright spots under the scorching sun, until I heard the voice of the iron face. This voice, in the desert, was far colder than the clearest white water..."Sun Yingyu She's a good person... She didn't care about Jiang Wuque, but she did too much for Jiang Wuque, and Jiang Wuque... deserves it."

It was a good word, but I listened to it in my heart, but no matter what, I felt that my chest was congested, "Who told you to suffer?!" I scolded him, "I did it for myself, not for you! I did it for my own comfort. , It’s not that you are ashamed! Who is making you feel guilty, who is making you feel ashamed?!”

The person below walked silently, and my words made me more breathless, but he ignored me.

So I felt even more depressed, so I simply asked once and for all: "Tie Mian, since you said that Jiang Wuque didn't blame Sun Yingyu, then let me ask you, why did he say those things to Sun Yingyu the last time he was in the cell of Emperor Qiu Palace— —Just want to never see each other again from now on?”

"Because Jiang Wuque is afraid..." Tie Mian replied.

"Afraid of what?" I grabbed his arm.

"Afraid of myself... afraid that Jiang Yulang will take advantage of Sun Yingyu." He finished.

"So... what was said in the cell at that time was intentional, but not sincere?!"

"Yes." He responded.

"So, Jiang Wuque is afraid that Jiang Yulang will use Sun Yingyu again, so he would rather sell his secret?!"

"Yes."

"So, Jiang Wuque did everything just to help Sun Yingyu leave the Hall of Emperor Qiu? Did Jiang Wuque deliberately drive Sun Yingyu away?!"

"Yes."

"Yes, yes, yes!" I suddenly pointed my hand at the back of Tie Mian's head, "What is it! Are you dumbfounded or stupid? Is this how someone repays a kindness? Who only owes others a mouthful of porridge, but insists on giving it away?" The whole life is paid for?! Jiang Wuque! Tie Mian! Do you really think that this is a reward to Sun Yingyu?! Do you really think that Jiang Wuque still has a small amount, if he doesn’t die, he should just pay back More?!"

"Yes."

I withdrew my hand, and suddenly realized weakly that it was too late to say these things at this time.

When Jiang Wuque admitted all this with great openness, he just added two words after everything: "No..." I was taken aback for a moment.

If not, he just said so many "yes", is he kidding me?It’s just that no one is more convinced than me. Maybe the former Jiang Wuque was duplicity, maybe Jiang Wuque was full of thoughts and couldn’t speak out what was in his heart, but the man in the iron mask couldn’t, absolutely, absolutely wouldn’t lie.

All of this... I have already vaguely guessed that Jiang Wuque would not really hate me based on Jiang Wuque's behavior. He has already lost everything, and another step is an abyss for him, but because it is the door to escape for me, he is willing to take that step.

A person regards himself as a black hole, and he has to absorb all the sufferings of the people around him, and the final result will become like this, sucking himself into it, leaving only an empty shell.

He shouldn't be like this, I betrayed him, he should hate me, he shouldn't feel owed me anymore.

Reaching out to touch that iron face, the current Jiang Wuque has finally become the kind of person he envied the most, saying right when right and wrong when wrong, no need to be wrong, no need to make yourself suffer because of other people's considerations, There is no need to envy how real others live... At least at this moment, he, from the inside to the outside, couldn't be more real.

"Remember, iron face," I whispered close to his head, "From the beginning to the end, Sun Yingyu owed Jiang Wuque, so Jiang Wuque didn't owe Sun Yingyu anything..."

"Yes." He responded in a low voice, speaking clearly and without emotion.

……

Halfway through the desert, the three of them passed an oasis.

Add some water and dry food and continue on. Not long after, a group of desert bandits blocked the way.

The bandit leader is a big man with scars. The scar is different from Xiao Yu'er's. It runs from the top of the head to the other side of the chin. It divides the whole face into two obliquely, which is quite terrifying.

The scar-faced bandit leader stepped forward, without saying much, and without any expression other than ferocious, just two words - "robbery!" He led more than 20 men, carrying knives, and charged along with the yellow sand all the way. .

"Tie Mian, protect the person on your back." This time, the Palace Master didn't let Jiang Wuque make a move, but stepped forward with a little weakness himself.

However, the hall master was actually more ruthless than Jiang Wuque when he shot. He only hit others' vital points, and then kept his hands, listening to people wailing to death.

Blood splashed quicksand, the man in the iron mask didn't receive the order to kill, he just protected me and dodged left and right, until a bandit sneaked up from behind and hit me with the handle of the knife. Not long ago, I received Jiang Wuque's Lian Jing palm , At this time, the blood was in a mess, and I couldn't help it anymore, "Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted out while wiping the face of the man in the iron mask.

The people below him suddenly stopped.

"Iron mask...?"

The man in the iron mask suddenly stood up straight and turned around. I was on his back and I was thrown away by him. Suddenly I saw a person in front of me, it was the scar-faced bandit leader.However, the bandit leader was not the one who attacked us, he just happened to run towards us, but he was facing Jiang Wuque.

Jiang Wuque used to hold a stick and carry me on his back, so he had no free hands, but at this moment he only supported me with one hand, and stabbed at the bandit leader with a stick. , raised flying sand all over the sky, and fell in front of me and Jiang Wuque.

Not long after, all the thugs also arrived on the ground.

"Let's go." The hall master's hands were covered with blood, but his voice was still flat, he put away his sword, turned around and left.

At this moment, a voice sounded out loud—"Ge Laozi's!" The scarred bandit leader who was supposed to die in a rage, crawled out of the pile of dead people unsteadily, leaning on the ground.

The bandit leader walked towards the three of us, and the palace master turned around and glanced at the man.

"I have never obeyed anyone in my life—" The bandit leader approached, cupped his fists suddenly, and bowed, "Three heroes, I have killed Sifang, I admire the hero's skill and skill, please take Sifang as a follower, and take Sifang on the road together."

Of course Jiang Wuque didn't respond, but I shouldn't. Only the hall master remained behind the mask, who seemed to sneer, and replied, "You don't have to die, you still want to die now—" While speaking, he asked hands on.

"Wait—!" The bandit leader yelled immediately, covering his head with his hands, and said, "The villain has another name, called Desert Living Map. If the hero brings the villain with him, ordinary people can walk seven or eight days. I can bring people there in just two days."

"Oh?" The hall master withdrew his hand, as if he was really moved.

Therefore, the bandit leader took the opportunity to kill the Quartet and said: "Three heroes, please!"

……

To be honest, I really admire Xiao Yu’er’s ability to resurrect from death. He died three times, but he still couldn’t die. The last time was even more ridiculous. He simply resurrected under the eyes of the three people. It was fine to let the palace master take him on the road, but now he started to be unscrupulous. When he arrived at the small wine room in Shatuo Village in the desert, he crossed his legs and said something nonsense that he should never have said.

"My dear friend," the bandit leader asked the man in the iron mask, "why didn't I see you talking all the way, could it be that you are dumb?"

I glared, and the scar-faced bandit leader rubbed his dirty chin and smiled.

"Brother," he leaned closer to Jiang Wuque again, pointed at me, and said, "This little boy must have taken a fancy to you!"

"Pfft—" I sprayed the other person's face with a sip of water.

The bandit leader wiped his face in displeasure, glared at me, but still caught the man in the iron mask and asked: "Brother, I think you treat this little boy well, so maybe you also have your eyes on him?"

"puff--!"

I can't take a third sip of water.

The hall master reached for the teapot and began to pour water for himself slowly.

The leader of the bandit was not dead, and he asked the palace master again: "I said, why is this brother with a tough face not saying a word, is it possible that I have guessed everything on his mind, and he is embarrassed to speak?"

Pa——The palace master put the teapot on the table heavily. Although the sound was not loud, it still startled me.

Sweeping the bandit chief with a glance, the palace master turned his gaze to Jiang Wuque again, and said, I really didn't expect him to continue this topic, let alone say, "Tie Mian, answer this man's question."

"Yes." The man in the iron mask, who had been sitting quietly opposite each other, finally said a word at this moment.

With the support of the palace master, the bandit leader really worked harder. He leaned over, pointed at Jiang Wuque at me, and asked, "Brother, how is this man?"

Jiang Wuque raised his drooping eyes to look at me, but there was no focus in those eyes, looked at me, and slowly answered: "I don't know."

The bandit leader made fun of himself, so he asked me: "What's the name of the little brother?"

"Sun Yingyu."

"Brother, do you like Sun Yingyu?" This was the next question of the scar-faced bandit leader.

"do not like."

The bandit leader frowned, "How can brother not like it?"

Is this a problem? This is just the bandit leader's soliloquy, but Jiang Wuque didn't know it, so he still replied: "Tie Mian doesn't like Sun Yingyu."

So the question should be-

"Does Jiang Wuque like Sun Yingyu?" The palace master's voice sounded, and I looked at him in astonishment.

Does Jiang Wuque like Sun Yingyu... These words, like lingering lingering sounds, emanate countless echoes in everyone's ears...

The man in the iron mask lowered his gaze in a daze. This question has nothing to do with me, so he no longer looked at me, but he didn't answer the question of the hall master for a long time, as if he couldn't say the answer anyway. For the first time, as a puppet, he neglected his master's questions for a long time.

……

"What's after the desert?" I asked the bandit leader later.

The bandit chief glared at me, obviously blaming me for knowingly committing a crime and breaking his trap for no reason.

The so-called live map of the desert is actually self-proclaimed.

When I was about to leave the desert, the Palace Master called me aside and taught me how to protect myself.

Glancing at the Yuchang Sword in my hand, "Attack over here." The Palace Master ordered.

But I hesitated, "Do I have to use a sword? What if I get hurt?"

Three steps away, the mask with fire-color patterns, the master seemed to smile, "Aren't you a doctor?" He asked, "So what if you get hurt?"

I knew he looked down on me, Jiang Wuque stood quietly, and the bandit leader squatted in the distance to watch the show, I clenched the short sword in my hand, "Okay, be careful, Lord—"

Before finishing a sentence, the man raised his sword and stabbed out.

However, the wind and sand were blowing, I clearly saw that the palace master was not moving or hiding, and when I jumped in front of my eyes, the sword was empty, but I only felt the strong light above my head was dazzling, and my body had already passed the figure, and when I was surprised, I jumped into the air and suddenly opened my eyes wide When I turned around again, the palace lord's sword had reached my throat.

"You are too slow." He said in a deep voice, a pair of pupils lighter than Qingyan was right in front of my eyes.

"Come again." After the deep voice, he still forced me to fight with him.Think of me, a doctor who usually only throws hidden weapons around, and my movement is only a little lighter than ordinary people. I can easily catch the air, but I can't even block a move when I fight against the palace master. And he didn't bother, he drilled for me little by little, teaching me how to seize the opportunity, how to attack when the enemy made a move, how to kill instantly, and how to save my life.

Xiao Yu'er watched from the side, really ashamed.

In the end, I was sweating profusely, but the palace master only said: "Have you thought about Xiuyu Valley for a long time? Now, it is right in front of you."