this is my ark journey

"Bring it."

"What?"

"Bring the wine and I'll go talk to him."

This was clearly going beyond the authority, but Jing Zhe heaved a sigh of relief, she found that although Jing Zhe was harmless, it was also difficult to communicate, so she handed over the wine bag while exhorting.

"Remember to let her leave Shangshu to avoid the limelight. Si Suitai will not let it go. He will always find a reason to call. Once a war breaks out, it will be difficult to clean up the mess."

Ren smiled and said nothing, just took the wine bag and walked towards the small pavilion. From a distance, he saw the girl raised her head, her lavender eyes seemed drunk and awake.

"coming?"

"It's all settled, and no one will come to make trouble for the time being. By the way, aren't you curious about my identity?"

"Every contact is a guest, and meeting is fate. You helped me, and this matter is no problem. As for your identity, if you want to tell me, do you want me to ask?"

Ling has a unique freedom, as if he doesn't insist on everything.

Ren has dealt with conspirators a lot, and rarely met such a handsome person, so he couldn't help but feel a little fond of him, and threw away the wine bag.

Ling took it, opened the plug and smelled it, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Good wine, so you won it."

"It's ready." Ren also leaned against the fence.

"Sure enough, I came prepared."

"Wrong, I know that you like drinking because of this incident, and if you don't take advantage of the advantages, you won this Longquan wine back by the way."

Ling pursed his lips and smiled, raised his head and took a sip, closed his eyes to reflect on it, and said after a long time: "As expected, the wine is really good, and you are indeed a sweetheart. I accept this meeting gift."

Ren had a good impression on her. It didn't take much to stop a dispute, and his personality was quite to my liking.

"I forgot to ask you a question, who wrote the previous poem?" Ling loved poetry and wine, Ren sent good wine and left a good poem, which was exactly what he liked.

Ren didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, he nodded immediately: "I'm making a fool of myself, I'm laughing at you."

I used to love fantasy when I read novels. When I was free, I recited some pretentious poems. I thought that I could make a living by traveling to ancient times, but in the end I did. Yan finally came in handy.

"A swordsman who can write poetry is rare." Ling took another sip and said boldly, "But I have seen many in my dreams."

Like a dream but not a dream, like drunk or awake, Ren obviously felt this interest, and immediately coughed lightly.

"The world is a big dream, and life has been cool in autumn. I understand this feeling." Ren Zhang came right away, not necessarily echoing.

"Suddenly looking back, several memories are mixed. Only the sword in hand, the person in front of you, and the enemy in front of you can make people concentrate. I often wonder if once I stop, will I be swallowed by the confusion behind me. "

Ling listened carefully, and the two of them didn't need to speak clearly when they were talking to each other. They nodded slightly and raised their wine bags.

"You and I are just the opposite. I am drunk and dreamy, but you don't want to relax for a moment."

"It's not that I don't want to, but that there are too many people and too many things on my shoulders, so I dare not slack off."

"Then have these people and things ever forced you?"

Ren was taken aback, and shook his head without hesitation: "Never, I took it by myself, just like the blazing sun rising, I always have to ask what I didn't do today."

"You know that life is rarely confused."

"Knowing but not being able to do it, that's why it's rare."

Whether it is ashes or human beings, if there is no goal and ideal, what is the difference from salted fish.

The two looked at each other and saw the similarities and differences between each other, but neither of them corrected the other, just bumped the wine bag and poured it into their mouths.

The aroma of the wine overflowed, the two of them seemed to be completely relaxed, and then they didn't speak, just took another sip, this appearance made Jing Zhe in the distance almost anxious to death.

You guys are talking about business, what the hell are you talking about while drinking!

"Don't panic, it's hard for us to understand this kind of character." Old Li is very Buddhist, and he knows a theorem.

Because he is strong, he is calm, and because he is calm, he is unrestrained. It is called pretense for ordinary people to do so, but it is natural for Ren and Ling to do so.

After three glasses of wine, the girl's purple eyes were slightly blurred. She looked at Ren's clear eyes and shook her head boredly: "Aren't you drunk?"

"I want to get drunk, but I can't." Ren took another sip and said with a smile, "It's good to be half drunk and half awake."

"Don't you say you're not drunk?"

"It's not necessarily wine that is intoxicating. It's the same if you talk about speculation. There is a saying: People who are not intoxicated by wine are intoxicated, and people who are not charming in flowers are intoxicated by themselves."

These philosophical words made Ling Shen think for a while, and finally nodded heavily: "That's right, you and I really had a good chat, so just ask whatever you want."

After rambling for a long time, the conversation finally came back to the topic. It is difficult for ordinary people to keep up with this style of conversation.

Ren had already expected it, and put away the wine bag: "I want to find someone through you."

"Looking for someone? I don't even bother to go down the mountain, but I don't know anyone." Ling said so, but the hand holding the wine bag was a little bit harder.

"You know everyone I'm looking for, and it's your sister Nian."

Ling guessed right, but on the surface he still looked drunk and awake: "Why are you looking for that coward who dare not even dream?"

Ren pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other: "Use the blood of the Sui Beast as the key to open up the world."

The words are like a thousand words, for such a short moment, Ling wakes up a little bit, and looks at the other party with a surprised but calm look.

There is no need to guess the identity anymore, there is only one person who wants to do this.

"You're still here after all."

"I have to come, another year is not a coward, she just embarked on another road of resistance."

Only by staying true to your heart will you not be devoured by the 'year', but there is still a way to go, activate the year beast, and use violent means to turn him into pieces again.

"You want our lives?"

"I don't want to, because I don't need a full-bodied Sui Beast. On the contrary, there are other people who want your life." Ren shook his head. He believed that Ling already knew the whereabouts of Nian, except for the driving force behind the Sui Party. It's so simple to mess with Dayan, he must be pursuing more things.

Ling fell into silence, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and drank a couple of sips of wine, and said quietly: "Nian and Xi are all in its hands."

really.

Ren was not surprised, nodded and said: "I have dealt with them so many times, I understand their greed too well."

In other words, it is not the bilateral relationship between Ashes and Year Beast, there is still a wolf watching outside.

Ren wants to use them to go to the sky, but the enemy wants to eat them alive.

Seeing that Ling was silent again, just pouring wine into his mouth continuously, he finally tried to see him.

"Cooperate with me, dreams can only delay time, war can solve everything!"

Chapter 520 Nine

This life is happy and free, and the sky is restless. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward.

The ultimate of free and easy is Xiaoyao, but Ren is a little different from Ling, he is free and easy with people, but he is extremely serious about things, perhaps because of Rodland's painful memories, it is difficult for him to connect with Buddhism.

Ability and responsibility, when he takes over the banner of resistance, he entrusts the future of countless people. He wants to be drunk, dream and die, and travel around mountains and rivers, but he seems to live up to expectations.

"I thought you were a quack at first, but I never thought you were a person who cared about the country and the people." Ling Zi squinted and smiled.

"There are people who have rivers and lakes." Ren pointed to the dimly lit mountain city outside the pavilion, and said lightly: "If there is a hell on earth under the mountain, this wine will not taste good."

Looking around, the night in the mountain city is very quiet, but the car lights, street lights, and building lights converge to form a bright scene, as if human beings are using their own hands to regain light from the endless darkness.

It's beautiful, it's boozy, and those short-lived humans are enjoying life to the fullest.

After taking a sip of the wine, Ling frowned again, as if falling into a dream described by Ren.

The middle of the building was broken, the bridge was shattered, the moving vehicles turned into bare frames, the lights were annihilated, and some pale skulls were rolling in the rusty ruins.

This is a dream in the future. When ferocious monsters are searching for survivors in the ruins, when humans were born with ugly black crystals, and their clothes are ragged like mice, this Jiulongquan suddenly becomes unsavory.

click.

A few cracks suddenly appeared on the guardrail, and she squinted her eyes to see: "As you said, this future will make wine difficult to drink."

If Ling is a rational person, there is no need for Ren to describe the future, she and those fragments have no choice at all, if the earth is annihilated, there will be no place for the world.

Ryan spent all his time trying to make her realize one thing:

If you want to be detached from things and live freely between heaven and earth, you also have to talk about the environment, just like spring scenery and winter snow can trigger poetry. I have never seen anyone chant poems to the garbage dump, right?

"In that case, I have to thank you."

"It should be, some people are desperately trying to let others maintain themselves." Ren nodded without hesitation.

"Then how should I thank you?"

"Just walk with me, it's not arrogance, you can't handle these things."

"You see it?"

"Since you know about Nian, if you want to leave, no one can stop you. If I'm not wrong, you should be waiting for it to come to your door, but you can drink." Ren pointed to the girl's chest, and then pointed his thumb at himself s face.

"And killing people, I can do it."

With extreme self-confidence, there is no need for Ren to be humble. There are too many people who have been killed, burned, and destroyed along the way. The accumulation of countless bones makes every word of him full of credibility.

"I can see that you are indeed beyond imagination when it comes to the way of killing and killing. Yes, I am waiting. I can't escape anyway. It is better to stay here and wait." Her words were indifferent, but mixed with a bit of dissatisfaction. It's easy to tell the secret.

Ren doesn't care what kind of bloody drama is involved in it, what he wants is this attitude.

"Have all your brothers and sisters been swallowed?"

"If so, what are you going to do?" Ling asked back.

Ren stroked the long sword lightly, and replied lightly: "Of course I will cut off his head and sacrifice my comrades in blood!"

This was said decisively, as if the sky was about to be pierced in front of him, Ling was taken aback for a moment, but laughed loudly.

"Okay, good, good, good and bad, let's have a drink!"

She raised her head to drink, and soon became serious again: "Dead, but not dead."

"how do I say this?"

"We are one body. The so-called old and young are just aware of the existence of 'I' in the chaos, and if this idea is not extinguished, it will not return to the chaos." Ling raised his white and slender legs, shaking them leisurely, Then he said: "Even if it is New Year and Eve, counted by time, it will not disappear so quickly."

Looking at your carefree appearance, you are not in a hurry.

Ren complained that his sister was captured and might be annihilated at any time. Fortunately, she is still at ease, and this concentration alone is enough to learn.

"Understood, this kind of 'killing' is not about the body, but about the heart." Ren nodded, seeing that Ling's wine bag was empty, he simply threw his own over there.

The latter didn't dislike it either, and poured it directly into his mouth, saying vaguely: "Actually, you should be grateful for it."

"Well, it saved me some effort. This year's work is too unreliable. If I want to find you one by one, I have to waste a few months. Now an hour is precious."

"More than that." Ling interrupted, looked at Ren's suspicious eyes, and then pointed to the wine bag: "I don't want to confront a wonderful person like you."

The two meet by chance, but they are enough to be called confidants, or they don't need to see people's hearts for a long time, and often a look is enough.

"Yes, there are not many people who can call me friends, you count as one." Ren snatched the wine bag, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, wiping the corner of his mouth, he was already a little drunk.

"Those who love to get drunk and those who don't, never thought we could be friends."

"Why not, is a 'pleasing to the eye' enough?"

"That's enough. Let's drink alone. I'll go down the mountain." Ren got up and left. Looking at the back, he didn't stop him, but just respected him from a distance.

They are all free and easy people, no thanks, no nonsense, she is even a little curious, wanting to see how the famous Ashes will break the situation.

As for Ren, there is no need to discuss any countermeasures. Based on his life experience, he has already seen that Ling is not simple, and he must be able to cooperate well.

When he walked out of the small pavilion, Jing Zhe immediately surrounded him, and hurriedly asked: "How about it, is she willing to leave Shangshu to avoid the limelight?"

Ren didn't say he promised to live or not, he just said, "I forgot to ask."

What?Did you forget to ask? ?

Jingzhe was so angry, I worked so hard and waited for the good news outside like a servant girl, but the bastard didn't even mention it.

"Then what are you talking about!?"

"Let's chat, the night view of the mountain city is so beautiful, it just serves as an appetizer." Ren seemed not to see the girl's ugly face, and said casually: "Speaking some annoying words will not disappoint the beautiful scenery."

Can you serve some dim sum?

Jing Zhe covered his forehead, and said dejectedly, "I'm so dazed that I actually believed you two bastards."

As soon as the words came out, she was slapped on the head, and she suddenly raised her head in horror, thinking that she had offended this master.