Chapter 18 Chapter 17 Great Reincarnation

God's will is cruel as a knife. The flood was as fierce as a beast. Under the majestic power of the sky, even if Nie Feng screamed his throat, he still couldn't stop "Heaven", "Bu Jingyun" and everything that was about to happen! However, all the terrible things that Nie Feng expected did not happen at this moment, because - just under the cover of the fierce flood, when the heaven and man were about to fight to the death, suddenly there was a sound of "Peng", which was incomparably majestic Bu Jingyun's three-in-one domineering true qi was held up in mid-air by Bu Jingyun's domineering true energy, like a wall of water tens of feet high stuck at the entrance of the narrow passage.

Bu Jingyun suddenly reversed God's will! When Nie Feng saw the unbelievable fact before him, his first reaction was joy, because Bu Jingyun was fine for the time being, and his second reaction was—shock! This...is this human power?or is it... "Demonic" powers? At this turning point, even Nie Feng couldn't believe that he was a real person. Perhaps, he was actually the incarnation of the "demon"... A demon who was reincarnated into the world to make a trip, has been hostile to the iron-clad and unchangeable will of God all his life, and is willing to sacrifice himself to save others, but he has never been forgiven by the world.

Perhaps in the dark, all gods, demons, humans and even all things cannot escape God's will. Even if Bu Jingyun defies the destiny to save these children this time, it is also in the arrangement of God's will! However, Nie Feng would never have thought that Bu Jingyun would be able to stop the flood at this moment, only because of the indomitable and unyielding raging blood in his heart, which drove him to unite his three energies, accidentally broke through the Ren and Du channels, and was able to hit him. The super palm power that can't be used on weekdays, especially the "Unexplainable Sadness" which is one of the three qi, is the black-clothed man's unique skill, and the strength is even more unimaginable. Unstoppable flood risk!

However, Bu Jingyun is a living person after all. Although flesh and blood can block the power of the sky for a while, it is difficult to stop it for a lifetime. However, Nie Feng and Duanlang saw that Bu Jingyun's upper body was naked because of the too fierce zhenqi in his body. Blue veins are blooming, and each vein is oozing blood... Not only the veins were bleeding, but even Bu Jingyun's seven orifices were bleeding! With a snap of his fingers, he suddenly turned into a blood man, but he still desperately supported the flood with his palms, just like "one man guards the gate, ten thousand men are invincible"!

Nie Feng was stunned at a loss, and quickly knew what he should do at this moment, he rushed towards Bu Jingyun without thinking, and said, "Senior Brother Yun, I'll help you!" But Bu Jingyun didn't seem to accept his kindness. When Nie Fengyue was within ten feet of him, he suddenly puffed up his breath and yelled intermittently: "Don't... come here!" Nie Feng was stunned and asked, "Senior Brother Yun, you..." With the crisis imminent, Bu Jingyun reversed his calm and low tone, and shouted loudly and violently: "You... If you want... these children... to die with us, then... Come on..."

Every word in this sentence was uttered by Bu Jingyun while fighting against the flood. One can imagine how hard it was, and Nie Feng suddenly realized it on the spot when he heard the words! good!Even if he stepped forward to help Bu Jingyun with his internal strength, he could only hold on for an extra hour and three quarters. When the one hour and three quarters passed, the three of them would still die, and this group of children would still be doomed! And Bu Jingyun's willingness to risk everything was in vain! The current urgent matter must be to bring this group of children first!

Who can take on this important task?Now there are only two people - Nie Feng and Duan Lang! When Nie Feng thought up to this point, his heart skipped a beat, tears flashed in his eyes, and he said to Bu Jingyun in a daze: "Senior Brother Yun..." Seeing that Nie Feng was still hesitating, Bu Jingyun spurted out a column of blood and an extremely eager word from the gap between his teeth: "Go", the word "go", uttered so decisively and unforgivingly, Nie Feng The whole body was shocked on the spot, he knew that he had to make the most heartless decision in such a hasty manner.

He glanced at Duanlang, but seeing that Duanlang had already made up his mind, he nodded his head. Walk? it is good! He suddenly turned around cruelly, and the tears in his eyes fell involuntarily.But just as he turned around, Qu Ran found that the group of children had already stood behind him and Duanlang. "You...you..." Nie Feng was surprised, but didn't understand why. One of the children wiped away his tears and whimpered, "Brother Mu Mian... Brother... is a good person, let's not... go!" Another child also cried and echoed: "Yes! He...is not...some kind of devil, otherwise...he wouldn't fight to the death...to protect us..."

The other children also shouted in unison: "The teacher of the school often said that good people will be rewarded with good things. Brother Mumian protects us, and we must protect brother Mumian!" Unexpectedly, after years of nurturing, mature adults can't understand Bu Jingyun's heart, and each of these children is only about six or seven years old. They don't understand the world at all, but they are the easiest to see through A person's sincerity. What an irony! When Nie Feng first heard the innocent words of these children, his tears became more urgent. Even Duanlang, who had never liked Bu Jingyun, couldn't help but shed tears.

The two turned their heads and glanced at Bu Jingyun, who was carrying them behind his back, but saw his blood-stained body suddenly startled. Will he be moved by the sincerity of these children? He cheered up and screamed: "You...what do you think you are...? I'm only fighting for...myself...Go against the sky, get out of here!" He uttered so many words in one breath, it was the most words in his life... Perhaps, it is also the last time! Nie Feng and Duanlang suddenly heard that Bu Jingyun, who had never liked to talk, had said so many words, and their hearts trembled.And just as Bu Jingyun shouted violently, two tyrannical auras of his feet broke through the ground suddenly, and blasted towards the group of children behind him, and the group of children were scared away by his ferocious aura.

Bu Jingyun didn't look back, and said to Nie Feng and the two: "I can still support...a cup of tea...it's time, you two...should know...how to do it?" Nie Feng and Nie Feng looked at the blood stains all over his body and the hands that were still supporting the flood, looked at each other with teary eyes, and knew that they could not delay any longer. Duanlang suddenly said: "Bu Jingyun! I have always been blind to you, today... I want to say something... I, Duanlang, really respect you... you are a hero, and I am convinced... by you!" This sentence was sent by Duanlang from the bottom of his heart, but Bu Jingyun didn't respond, and his tone returned to indifference again, and he only uttered a sentence: "Don't... mother-in-law! Hurry... take them... away!" Nie Feng gave Duanlang a sad look, and Duanlang immediately understood, and the two of them immediately made a move! With the sound of "噗噗" several times, all the children were hit by the two of them, and they couldn't move. The children exclaimed in unison: "Brother Changfa, what are you... doing?" Nie Feng and the two didn't answer them again, they just put them on their shoulders with tears in their eyes, some even held them in their arms.Then, Nie Feng glanced back at Bu Jingyun's lonely and lonely back, choked up and said: "Senior Brother Yun, Junior Brother Feng... will always... remember you, I... I will definitely... come back... find... you ..." Find?What are you looking for?Maybe even his body was never found?Bu Jingyun did not respond. As soon as the word "you" came out, Nie Feng had already turned around with the child in his arms, and rushed towards the stone steps at the end of the narrow passage like a blitzkrieg.Duanlang was speechless, startled at the sight of the cloud, and no longer hesitated, he followed Nie Feng closely with the child in his arms. The two of them never looked back, because they were afraid that if they looked back this time, they would change their minds again. However, the group of immobile children were still moaning, and they were still crying, "Brother Mumian..." Wood face brother... Wood face brother... Wood face... Wood... The cries of the children finally faded away, and gradually became inaudible. Bu Jingyun, who had been carrying Nie Feng, Duanlang and the children on his back, finally breathed a sigh of relief.He knew that they had gone far away, and had even climbed the stone steps to a safer place on the other side. And the time limit for a cup of tea is coming mercilessly! Bu Jingyun only felt that his hands were gradually numb, just like his body. Because, all his strength is about to run out! Even the raging blood in his body and the fighting spirit in his heart have reached the point where all the fuel is exhausted. Looking at the wall of water that was about to smash down on him, Bu Jingyun couldn't help but smile, thinking: So in the end, this is his real end? Thinking about it this way, the flood pressed down on him a few more feet, the zhenqi in his palms became weaker and weaker, and his sanity began to be a little confused. In a daze, he seemed to see Huo Butian's kindly smiling face appearing on the wall of water, it was so lifelike, is this an illusion? Not only did he see Huo Butian's smiling face, but he also vaguely heard the conversation between himself and him: "Father, I'm surprised... I'm not filial, I haven't been able to avenge you..." "Son, it doesn't matter about revenge. You sacrificed yourself today to save so many innocent and unfortunate people. Although Dad is lonely on the road to the underworld, he is also proud of you." "Father don't need to be lonely anymore, I will accompany you on the road soon." "Really? I'm afraid it may not be..." not necessarily? Bu Jingyun suddenly woke up from a moment of confusion, and a thought flashed in his mind: Is there still a glimmer of life? No!What happened just now is just an illusion!He has no life at all! Just because he felt exhausted suddenly, the true energy in his palm disappeared with lightning, and there was no true energy in the way of the three-foot-high water wall, and immediately he opened his teeth and claws again, and with a sound of "long", he rushed towards Bu Jingyun like a mountain top Go! Bu Jingyun didn't have any strength to resist at all. At this moment, he was even weaker than a newborn baby, and the flood was as heavy as a thousand catties, knocking him unconscious and swallowing him on the spot! "哗啦" sounded! He finally paid his price for going against the sky! It was a pair of unusually calm hands. Since the hands came into the world with their owner, they have been assisting him to accomplish various things, including some things they are unwilling to do. They know that there are countless people who have been injured by their masters, and they are all heinous people who deserve to die! And only they can really understand what the owner has done in secret whenever he meets some innocent people. It's a pity that too many sins and overflowing blood made their masters be called "devils", and also turned these hands into a pair of bloody hands! At the moment when the flood submerged Bu Jingyun, his bloody hands were still standing proudly on the water, as if he was making a final complaint to the sky for the rough life of their owner... However, this silent accusation seems to be only known by the heavens, the earth, the water, and the hands. All unwillingness, resentment, and injustice are of no avail in the rolling world.No!In this world, there is only one person who knows... it's him! He is standing on the top of one of the cliffs on both sides of the narrow road at this moment. He has seen everything just now, but he has just stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the crying children, and he can only stand by. However, there is still a look of worry looming between his brows, he is actually the most helpless person in the world. Because, even though he has insight into the secrets of the heavens, he can't violate the secrets of the heavens. Seeing the loss of life, he could only sigh that he was helpless.He knew that if he couldn't help but fight against the fate, he would be punished by the heavens, and he believed that the ending would be even more dismal than Bu Jingyun. He is a Jew like a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to protect himself.However, after Bu Jingyun was knocked unconscious by the flood in order to save everyone, the man's eyes suddenly flashed with pity, he couldn't help shaking his head bitterly, and sighed: "The upright is not upright, the devil is not a devil, even if you risk your life for others Still can't get the slightest forgiveness. Child, if you can shed tears, I'm afraid the tears will be more turbulent than this torrent, right?" Ah, to be honest, his voice is the same as that of the Miao Zhu that Bu Jingyun and others met. Could it be that he is the Miao Zhu with a vague face? He stared at Bu Jingyun sticking out of the water, like an accusing hand, he took a deep breath, looked up to the sky and sighed: "That's all! If the sky is about cause and effect, what this child did is really unworthy of death. The old man was determined at the beginning I don’t even want to think about my secrets, but I only want to help all living beings out of trouble, and a person like him is someone I must save... Common people! Please allow me to make another mistake, let me save him!" As he spoke, he was about to jump into the flood to save Bu Jingyun, but at this moment, a thunderous thunder suddenly came from the dark night sky! "Long", there was a thunder, and his footsteps stopped instantly. He couldn't help being puzzled, and turned his head to ask the sky: "God! Why didn't you save him for me?" There was no answer from the sky, he suddenly felt a whim, and hurriedly counted his fingers together, his eyes suddenly showed an indescribable sadness. "So that's how it is." He muttered to himself, "It turns out that the praying mantis is catching the cicada, and the 'white' sparrow is behind. It turns out that I don't need to take action at all, alas..." He looked at Bu Jingyun's hand again, as if he wanted to advise Bu Jingyun something, and he sighed: "My child, another 'she' in your life will appear, and she will be the second girl after Huo Butian. A person who has deep affection for you, starting from this moment, your fate will be derailed because of her, and you will enter the cycle of reincarnation." It's a pity, as the old man expected, the girl with a bad life is still a girl with a bad life in the end, and she is still with you... Deep love, shallow relationship... After saying that, he turned around, as if Bu Jingyun's safety was no longer his concern, it was no longer his responsibility. "Well, if the sky has feelings, I'm afraid... the sky will... grow old, right? It's a pity, because of the arrangement that has long been unchangeable in the dark, even if the sky is unwilling in every possible way, it will still be... ruthless to you two. what……" The infinitely sighing voice slowly faded away with his fat and indistinguishable figure. He finally knew the true and cruelest providence. Although the flood can wipe out everything, Bu Jingyun's hand still stands upright in the flood. Just as the temple was leaving, miraculously, a silky white silk flew over from nowhere, "嗤" With a bang, Bu Jingyun's hand was tightly wrapped around like a white snake... It's like an inextricably linked love that is about to entangle Bu Jingyun's unsteady heart, grasping the "she..." on the other side of Bai Lian who should not fall into the mortal world. The moon has dark eyes and waxes and wanes, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Nie Feng and Duanlang hand side by side, carried and hugged the children on this dreadful night of the full moon and walked forward without knowing where they were going, only knowing that the farther the better! However, just as they crossed the stone steps and climbed to the other side of the mountain, suddenly, there was a "boom" sound of floods behind them, and the young children on their shoulders and hands burst into wailing again when they heard the sound: "Wood! Mian brother!" "Brother Wooden Face!" But no matter how much they wailed, I'm afraid Brother Mu Mian would never have the luck to catch up with them and go away with them. Duan Lang glanced at Nie Feng, Qi Ran said: "He...is finished." But Nie Feng didn't look back at him, just kept going forward, without stopping, he said desolately: "No, I firmly believe that good will be rewarded with good, Senior Brother Yun...will be fine, he...he will definitely Turn bad luck into good luck..." Although Nie Feng said this in his mouth, he didn't think so in his heart. His heart was actually very suspicious: really?Will good be rewarded? Then why did Uncle Guihu save his father and son with all his might, but still couldn't escape the end of being smashed to pieces? Why did Miss Qirou wait so hard for Uncle Guihu for thirteen years, but in the end, her dream was hard to come true and she died with hatred? There is no reason in the world at all! However, Senior Brother Yun has always been a person with extremely strong vitality, just like that time, even if the two masters of swords and swords, Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai, were to be brutally murdered by that fiery beast, Senior Brother Yun could still escape. I believe this time, he will not be so easy... Nie Feng comforted himself in this way, and hope was rekindled in his heart, and he walked faster. Because, he wanted to quickly bring these children to the safest place to settle down, and then rush back to the narrow path to find Bu Jingyun as soon as possible. He just kept walking, looking ahead. But why doesn't he look up? As long as he can raise his head and look up, he will find out and be surprised... In addition to a full moon in the sky, there are two dying figures passing by lightning like demons. No!It's three! The first two figures, one white and one blue, have graceful bodies, silk skirts, and long hair. They are obviously two women. And behind that white figure extended a length of Bai Lian, which seemed to be affectionate, but what was tightly held by the other end was a bloody figure... That's the one who's already completely unconscious Bu Jingyun! I don't know where it went. I only know that this place is far away from the range that the flood can spread. Here is the highest mountain in this area. If the flood can reach this place, I am afraid that the entire land of Shenzhou will be destroyed. The two figures, white and green, finally landed on the mountain. The white figure gently put Bu Jingyun on the ground, and looked at his injury gently. To be honest, this white shadow turned out to be a woman, and her face was covered with a misty white veil from nose to mouth. It can be said that she is all white, like a white monster—a demon. Only her knee-length black hair was like a sweet night... Also, she has beautiful eyes. Her eyes are very young, it seems that she is only fourteen or five years old, but the beauty of these eyes has long foretell the stunning beauty of the owner of the eyes in the future. In the depths of the misty and lonely eyes, there seems to be a distant dream secretly hidden, a dream longing for human care. The dreamy eyes are unexpectedly similar to Bu Jingyun's usual eyes. Now this pair of eyes full of dreams are gently falling on Bu Jingyun's face. She was unexpectedly concerned, a little shy, and asked the figure in Tsing Yi who was standing beside her: "Mother God, who is he...?" Although she saved him with her own hands, she still doesn't know who he is. That cyan figure was originally called "Mother Goddess". Could it be that she is the Mother of Gods?It sounds like the title of that woman. Only then did the person called "Mother of God" slowly turn his face to look at the girl in white, only to see that the face of the person in Tsing Yi was covered with a colorful mask, making it difficult to distinguish her true face, whether it was a man or a woman ? But the man in Tsing Yi couldn't hide anything when he spoke, his voice sounded like that of a mature woman. She said: "As far as I know, he is the second disciple of Xiongba of the generation of martial arts today, and he is also the first fighting tool of this hero-Bu Jingyun! In addition, among the disciples of the Tianxiahui, he has always been a Cry Death's name!" The woman in Tsing Yi was so familiar with Bu Jingyun's origin, as if she couldn't hide everything in the world from her.Who is she? Who are they? "Don't cry for death? Step? Jing? Cloud?" The girl in white slowly, word by word, repeated the word Bu Jingyun, as if she was very interested in this strange name, and she had to remember it well. on heart. She suddenly had a look of appreciation, and said softly: "Even if you are misunderstood, you will resolutely sacrifice yourself to save others. You are indeed a good man who stands up to the sky..." The woman in Tsing Yi was a little surprised when she heard her praise at first, and said: "You...you don't mean to him..." The girl in white didn't respond, she just glanced at Bu Jingyun's bloody upper body with pity. Not only was he covered in blood, but even his forehead was dripping with blood, which was injured by the flood. Unexpectedly, she tore off Bai Lian, who was tightly tied to his arm just now, and while carefully bandaging his forehead, she said, "He's seriously injured, maybe he's about to die. That flood is truly terrifying..." Before she finished speaking, the woman in Tsing Yi suddenly cut off her words, and in a tone of earnestness, she said something that sounded inexplicable: "Don't forget, you don't belong to this vulgar world..." The girl in white's face changed when she heard the words, it seemed that the words really hit her sore spot. Oh?Why doesn't she belong to this world? Could it be... is she not human at all? Is she really just a charming and lonely demon? The woman in Tsing Yi continued: "You have exceeded your duty by blindly saving him just now, and now you are bandaging him, it is extremely wrong..." yes!The girl in white also understood in her heart that she had already surpassed her duty of identity.She should have looked coldly at all the ups and downs in the world, and all the heroes, but at the moment when Bu Jingyun was dying, she saved him regardless of the consequences... Everything has greatly exceeded the due duty, since it is so, simply... "Mother of God..." The girl in white suddenly looked back at the woman in green with pleading expression, and said, "He is a man of temperament, it's a pity that such a person died, please, let me save him once !" The woman in Tsing Yi stared silently at the girl's "sorrowful and lingering" eyes, was speechless for a while, and finally said "ah". With a long sigh, he turned his face away from her. The girl in white was overjoyed and said, "Thank you." As he spoke, he pressed his palms lightly on Bu Jingyun's chest and abdomen, then closed his eyes to raise his breath. Strange to say, within a short while, Bu Jingyun was emitting steam all over his body, his lips moved slightly, as if he had returned to life. Yibu Jingyun's current injury, even if Xiongba came to heal him in person, it would take an hour to heal him, this girl in white seems to be only fourteen or five years old, her martial arts has reached such an astonishing level, it is unimaginable. Or, what she used was not martial arts, because she was not human at all... The woman in Tsing Yi asked: "Okay?" "En." The girl in white was sweating profusely, it was obvious that she had put in a very arduous effort to save Bu Jingyun from the brink of death. "However, his head was blown by the flood, and he was the most injured. I am afraid that even if he recovers, he will..." The woman in Tsing Yi didn't let her go on, she said to herself: "But that is no longer your business, let's go!" The girl in white was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Mother God, are we just going to abandon him here in this barren mountain?" The woman in Tsing Yi squinted at her and asked, "Are you reluctant?" The girl in white bowed her head and was speechless, not daring to look at her.Her face was covered with a white veil, and no one could see her face clearly. The woman in Tsing Yi said: "He is about to wake up, we must not let him know of our existence, because we are not..." Not human?She didn't say any more. The girl in white was still a little worried, and said, "But..." The voice echoes infinitely. The woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help but suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go!" After saying that, he kicked his feet, and immediately jumped up, pulling the girl in white to fly away under the gray moonlit night, a dreamy and blurred scene. After all, are the two human?Yang is a demon? The girl in white floated in mid-air, and the white silk on the silk skirt fluttered with the wind like thousands of strands. She still couldn't help but look back at Bu Jingyun on the ground, like a dream in her eyes. Unexpectedly, an indescribable feeling secretly emerged... A feeling she should never have. Nie Feng was finally unable to find Bu Jingyun again! He seems to have disappeared completely from the world all of a sudden! It was the third day after the flood. In a big town ten miles away from Leyang Village In Changping Town... In the past few days, the Leshan area has already been reduced to a country of water due to the raging floods. Only this town of Changping, because the terrain is much higher than Leyang Village and other small villages, and it is surrounded by mountains, has the protection ability of natural barriers. spared. Therefore, many survivors who originally lived in the Leshan area had to abandon their homes that were still submerged in the flood and fled to Changping Town, and then moved to other places from this town. All of a sudden, victims of disasters, big and small, filled the streets and alleys of the town, like a row of beggars marching forward. spectacle? No! How could this be a pleasing spectacle? This was originally the misery and sorrow of the people of China who have suffered from floods for generations. It contains the blood and tears of countless flesh and blood. The north wind is blowing again on the street corner. The cold north wind is always like a merciless judge, no matter whether the wind is coming from the poor or the rich, it will blow it right. The victims who staggered and dejectedly burst out trembling and shrinking in spite of lack of food and clothing. Some of them had nothing to eat for two days, and some even contracted the disease. In the face of hunger and disease, adults can barely bear it, poor children... With a sound of "fu", another girl about four or five years old passed out on the ground among the victims walking by the ants... "Ah! Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother!" Among the victims, a middle-aged woman hurriedly picked up the fainted girl and checked her breath. In a panic, he shouted for help to the victims around him: "Come here! My daughter is infected with the disease and has nothing to eat for a long time. Please save my... child! Please... do it." Kindness... woo..." When the woman yelled here, she was already sobbing and hoarse. Many disaster victims also stopped to watch, but everyone just looked at each other in dismay. Their own family members who were infected with the epidemic were also "incurable", and there was nothing they could do to help! There is no one to call for help! Just as everyone stood there dumbfounded and at a loss, waiting for the skinny and pitiful girl to pass away, suddenly, a figure jumped up from another group of victims, and without hesitation, he slapped the girl's back door... The source of true energy immediately poured into the girl's body from the palm of her hand, but unfortunately the girl was dying of illness, she just opened her small eyes slightly, looked at the person who was trying to save her with all her true energy, smiled gratefully, and then returned Wang Wang's mother, who was in agony, said weakly and panting: "Mother...mother... dear, Ling'er. I know...you love me very much..." As soon as the words stopped, the girl suddenly twitched in despair, kicked her legs, and died on the spot! What she said just now was her last words to her mother for many years of upbringing. "Ling'er! Ling'er! Don't...leave mother alone! Wow..." The woman hugged her daughter tightly and cried bitterly, crying very hard, but who can help her? nobody!Even if it was the person who tried his best to save the girl just now, he couldn't! But seeing that he was staring blankly at the girl's gradually stiffening body, and seeing the woman's grief-stricken expression, his eyes were full of sadness. The saddest thing in the world is life and death. He is too experienced and understands too much! He couldn't bear to look any longer, turned around sadly, his long hair flew towards the sky in the howling north wind, as if it was his silent resentment to the sky... This person is none other than Nie Feng. After the group of children were settled in a Buddhist temple in Changping Town, Nie Feng and Duanlang immediately turned back to the narrow road, hoping to find Bu Jingyun, even if it was his body. It's a pity that even though the flood has calmed down, they searched every corner of Leshan full of floating corpses, but Bu Jingyun has never been seen. The only conclusion is that he is really dead. Nie Feng, who always liked to cry, didn't cry anymore, because the tears were dry. In the vast world, frustrated and aimless, he and Duanlang followed the victims forward in a daze. He just realized that there are so many disaster victims! There are at least tens of thousands of refugees who fled, not counting those who are determined to stay in Leshan and are determined to rebuild their homes. Unexpectedly, a natural disaster would cause such a heavy destruction. In the past two days, the plague brought by the flood has killed many people, and many people starved to death. Nie Feng finally knew that not all people in the world died of feuds, but also people died of starvation and disease, especially children. Just like that girl just now, she is already... "It's already the 931st child who died of the plague." Duan Lang, who had been following Nie Feng, said sadly. Nie Feng replied blankly: "Not only these more than 900 children died of illness, but also more than 500 parents died of starvation because they left dry food for their children..." His voice was still choked up. For many days, he has been trying his best to rescue the victims, but unfortunately, even though he is exhausted and tired, he still cannot save half of his life. His pain could no longer be expressed by his expression, and he finally lost his expression. Although the dead were not Nie Feng's relatives, he saw corpses of all sizes, without even half a straw mat to roll them up for burial. As long as there was even a little blood in Nie Feng's body, he would still rescue them right? But what's the use of his empty martial arts?At this time, those disaster victims don't need his martial arts! Martial arts cannot satisfy hunger, nor can it eradicate plagues. What they want are food and medicine! Only real money can buy food and medicine! For the first time, he felt that "profit" is so important! But, who has such strong interests and wealth, can relieve these tens of thousands of victims? When Nie Feng thought of this, his thoughts suddenly moved. He turned his head and asked Duanlang: "Lang, after we left Tianxiahui, today is...how many days?" Duan Lang thought for a while, and replied, "It seems to be...the eleventh day..." He was very smart, and immediately guessed what Nie Feng was planning. He asked in surprise, "Feng, you...you don't mean to go back to the Tianxiahui, do you?" Nie Feng nodded: "That's right, that's exactly what I mean." Duanlang was even more anxious: "But... Bu Jingyun is dead, we don't have to go back to Tianxiahui again, we don't have to keep our promises to heroes like Xiongba!" Nie Feng said sadly: "Being trustworthy is only one of the reasons, but it is not the main reason for me." Duanlang was puzzled: "Oh? Do you have other reasons?" Nie Feng nodded silently, with a look of displeasure in his eyes. Because, he was secretly hesitating about a decision in his heart, and it was a decision that made him—— an extremely embarrassing decision! When Bu Jingyun woke up, it was already the morning of the fourth day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that there were dilapidated walls all around him. He was already in a stone house. He wanted to sit up and see what this place was, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt pain all over his body, and he couldn't get out of bed at all. Suddenly, a man's voice came: "Little brother, don't move too rashly! Your whole body's muscles and veins are bursting, and more than ten joints have been knocked off. You will have to lie on the bed for at least half a month!" As soon as the words stopped, two thick-backed and burly men had already stepped in from the outside of the house. Bu Jingyun looked at the two men fixedly, his eyes lost their usual coldness, and instead showed confusion, he asked blankly, "Who are you guys?" One of the men replied: "My name is Wu Da, and his name is Wu Er!" The man pointed to the shorter man and continued: "My brothers and I hunt pigs here for a living. Three days ago, when we went up the mountain to hunt, we found you lying unconscious on the mountain, so we rescued you!" That Wu Er also interjected: "That's right! At that time you were seriously injured, we thought you were going to die, but we didn't know you would come back to life." Wu Dao: "Yes! Our two brothers have never seen a person who suffered such a serious injury and still survived, and..." He pointed at Bu Jingyun's forehead and asked, "Who bandaged you?" Bu Jingyun didn't know the time, so he just caressed Bai Lian wrapped on his forehead. Wu Er also said: "Yes! Also, little brother, what's your name? Why did you faint on the mountain?" name?Even though it was such a simple question, Bu Jingyun's face suddenly changed when he heard the words. what name? He suddenly realized... He couldn't remember his name, where he came from, and where he was going back! He lost his memory!Here, and the flooded Leshan, seem to be two worlds. Because, there is still lingering snow here... The huge Tianxiahui, under the wind and snow all over the sky, seemed dead silent. The pines placed on both sides of the first pass in the world seemed a little tired, because he was too tired to wait. Xiongba is sitting in front of the pass, Qin Shuang and Wen Chouchou are also standing on the left and right of him, and Wen Chouchou holds an umbrella to protect Xiongba from the wind and snow. They are waiting. The whole world will be waiting, waiting for the return of the three of them. The deadline of half a month has come, and it is the fifteenth evening at this moment. As long as the sunset in front of you disappears, everyone doesn't have to wait any longer. Qin Shuang became a little irritable, thinking in a low voice: "How could it be? Junior Brother Feng should never be someone who doesn't keep his word..." Wen Chouchou said disdainfully: "Who knows? Maybe the innocence on his face is just a play to fool us!" Qin Shuang argued: "No! Even if he and Duanlang are like this, Junior Brother Yun should come back and explain. I'm just afraid that the three of them will encounter accidents..." Wen Chouchou said: "I don't think so! Don't forget the bet that Young Master Yun made with the gang leader, he may have already fled in fear of crime!" Although the two talked to each other, Xiong Ba never said a word. Because, the answer has gradually appeared on the ladder of the first pass in the world. At this last moment, Nie Feng and Duanlang finally came back in time. Xiong Ba's eyes burst into a radiance, and he grinned and said: "You guys are back as expected, very good!" Following him, he glanced at Nie Feng who was bowing his head, and said, "Where's Jingyun?" Nie Feng didn't answer immediately, he just stared at Xiongba. But the grief in his eyes seemed to have told Xiong Ba everything. Xiong Ba couldn't believe it, his smile froze, it was the first time he was so astonished in front of people: "It's hard... Could it be..." In fact, he didn't need to ask "what?" Nie Feng already nodded with certainty. Qin Shuang and Wen Chouchou at the side suddenly changed color when they saw it. Unexpectedly, the result of the three people's trip was not only beyond their expectations, but also beyond Xiongba's expectations! What a shocking ending! This extremely shocking ending quickly spread like a whirlwind to every corner of the Tianxiahui. Everyone under the door was also very surprised. This "Don't Cry Death", who has been hailed as invincible, would risk everything just to save a group of insignificant children? What is he for? The congregation all over the world, who have always only cared about fame and fortune, are puzzled. Although everyone is talking about it, Xiongba has already issued a strict order: If anyone outside the Tianxiahui asks about Bu Jingyun, all his subordinates are not allowed to speak out about his death. It must be said that Bu Jingyun is practicing hard in retreat, seeking a higher level of education martial arts. If anyone under the sect dares to divulge half a word about this matter, the offender——beheaded! Xiongba gave such an order because in recent years, Bu Jingyun has made a name for himself in the arena and is well-known. 每个江湖人，尽皆听过“不哭死神”这个可怕的称号。 如今天下会仍未独霸武林，在此时传出步惊云的死讯，可谓极不合时。 一旦给武林中人知道雄霸失去了最大助力，等如给人知道他断了一条右臂。 尤其此事若给无双城主独孤一方知悉的话，恐防结盟一事有变。 更甚者，其他门派或会乘其一时势乱，群起而攻…… 那就非常不妙！ 此事确实令天下会乱了一阵子，不过很快便被雄霸操控大局，把一众门下不安的情绪安定下来。 “愚不可及！” 正是雄霸这种绝情枭雄，对不惜舍身救人的步惊云，在心中暗暗所下的结论！ 花儿不香，月儿不停，人也不再开怀。 今夜，是一个黯然而不销魂的夜。 聂风坐在马糟畔的小庐门外，已然坐了一个时辰。 他一直都没有动，俨如一个木雕的娃娃。 因为，他心里正在不断挣扎…… 他应否去干革命一件不应该干、却又义不容辞的事？ 断浪并没有陪他一起呆坐，他回来后便要不停地洗马，这是他的职责，纵使遇上不如意的事，他还是要被逼如常地生活、工作下去。 然而此际他也把马儿们打理好了，他缓缓步至聂风身边，轻搭他的肩膀，道：“风，你在回程时已这样的想了好几天，如今又是如此的想，你究竟在想什么？你仍在想步惊云吗？” 聂风垂首不语。 断浪又道：“步惊云虽为救我们及那群小童而死，令我对他亦大大改观。不过，风，他真的已经死了，我们却仍活着，决不能一生都在想他，蹉跎岁月呀！” 他此番实属肺腑之言，自那事以后，断浪也是衷心的佩服步惊云。 聂风幽幽的道：“云师兄……我一生都不会忘记，只是……我在想着另一些人。” "who?" “那些灾民！”聂风道：“那些灾民仍在受着饥寒与瘟疫交逼，还有依旧留在乐山的灾民，我想合共也有十多万人吧？” 想到至少有十多万人流离失所，想到那些孩子饿死。病死的尸体，聂风只感到心头惴惴难安。 断浪答：“空想并不切实际，我们根本帮不了他们！” 聂风悒悒而道：“不！是有法子的！只要我……” 他没有把话说下去，他霍然看见了一个人正朝小庐步来。 It's Kong Ci! 只见她正满脸死气沉沉的步近二人。 聂风并不感到意外，他算准了她在知悉步惊云的死讯后，必会前来找他们的。 但他却未料到孔慈甫一见他，劈头所说的竟是一名莫名其妙的话。 她呆呆的道：“我……偷看了。” peep? 她究竟偷看了什么？会令她有如此死气沉沉。静得可怕的表情？ 聂风正欲相问，孔慈已把一张字条递了给他；他还未打开一看，孔慈已凄然道：“我一直都在怀疑，到底……云少爷为何会答应帮主监视你们？他为何……要接受这个无聊的任务？难道……他真的如一般天下会众所说，只想……邀功？直至我知悉他的死讯后，我不用再怀疑了。我终于忍不住偷看了……云少爷叫我别看的这张字条，方才发觉……原来他……他不但……没有些微……得益，还需要……付出……不菲……代价……” 她的嗓门已渐沙哑，眼泪也忍不住从她的眸子滑了下来，她泪眼盈盈的瞧着聂风，十分艰难地完成她犹未说完的话，道：“他为了……你们，与帮主……赌他的……一双……眼睛！” 说罢终泣不成声。 “一双眼睛”四个字恍如霹雳雷霆，狠狠轰进聂风与断浪耳内，断浪当场满脸通红，因为他当日也是自以为步惊云是为邀功才会监视他俩的。 聂风闪电般打开那张字条，他终于看见了…… 那确是一纸赌约，列明了若聂风与断浪不能及时回来的话，雄霸将要挖下步惊云的一双眼睛，以示他“有眼无珠”，错看了人。 赌约上还有步惊云草而有劲的签名，可见他签时如何爽快，如何坚信，如何狠！ 他终究没有错看了聂风与断浪！ 他自己却反被这世界错看了！ 聂风的心不禁直往下沉，一双本已干涸的眼睛又复濡湿起来，一直在他心头犹豫不决的抉择，就在此刻，他狠狠的决定了！ 孔慈犹在绝望地啼哭着：“为什么？为什么云少爷要……保证……你们？为什么他宁愿……豁出……性命……也要救那些……孩子？为……什么啊？他……为什么……这样傻啊？” 聂风恻然盯着她痛如刀剐的脸，他忽然发觉这个十四岁的女孩，对步惊云竟已有一种超越主仆的感情…… 她扳过她的身子，毅然道：“孔慈，难道……你还明白？云师兄如此做。只因为……他深信这样做……不但绝对正确，而且，也是此世生而为人，应该要……做的事……” 孔慈泪痕披面的看着他，悲恸地问：“应……做……的事？” “不错。”聂风眺着漫天的风雪，十二岁的他居然唏嘘起来：“既已生而为人，若自认为应做的事，即使……死，也还是……会毫不考虑。一意孤行地去干吧？” 他言毕瞥了孔慈与断浪一眼，悠悠的道：“今日，我也恍然明白这个道理，也到了我该实行这个道理的时候！” 他说着愀然地转身，再没理会断浪与孔慈，迳自步去。 断浪默默的看着聂风远去，良久良久，眼角陡地淌下了一道泪痕，神色黯伤的道：“风，我终于明白你要干什么了……” 孔慈讶然问：“断浪，风少爷……将要干些什么？” 断浪道：“他，他将要为灾民干一件他不想干，却又应该，必须去干的事。” 孔慈仍是大惑不解，惟有凝眸目送聂风渐渐远去的孤单背影。 他的头发犹在风雪中飘扬。 如雨。 如丝。 如恨。 却不如意…… 天下第一楼内。 雄霸正欲就寝，忽地，楼外响起一阵落寞的敲门声。 雄霸非常讶异，这么夜了，还有谁有这样的胆子敢来骚扰他？ “谁？”他沉声问。 “我。”门外人直截了当的答。 雄霸当然认得这个声音，他想不到他竟会这么夜来找他。 “门未闩上，进来吧！”雄霸边答边把早已松驰下来的老脸再度绷紧，眨眼之间，脸上又复绽露一股不可侵犯的帮主威仪，整装待发。 “轧”的一声，门开处，他徐徐步了进来。 难怪适才的敲门声如斯落寞，因为步进的他有一颗落寞的心。 他是聂风。 “师父。”聂风木然地低唤一声。 “唔”雄霸自鼻子里沉应，问：“风儿，你这样夜来找为师，所为何事？” 聂风定定的瞧着他，依旧没有半丝表情，一字一字的道：“徒儿想和师父做一宗交易。” “哦？交易？”雄霸微微错愕，定定盯着聂风，嘲弄道：“我的好徒儿，你怎么突然变成一个商贾，居然和为师谈起交易来了？是了，你到底想交易什么？” 聂风平静的道：“我，需要白银一百万两。” 一百万两？雄霸一双龙目睁得如铜铃般大，他的眼睛，还是有生以来第一次睁得这样大。 聂风答：“不错，一百万两，一两银子也不能少……希望这笔银两以云师兄之名……捐给乐山一带受洪水肆虐的所有村民！” what!原来他心中所想的…… 还是那些活在水深火热的灾民？ still 步惊云？ 这就是他认为应做的事？那不应做的事呢？ 雄霸只认为聂风是个傻子，他狡狯地斜睨聂风，目如鹰隼，问：“你说这是一宗交易，那你又以什么来与为师交易？” 聂风毫不踌躇的答：“我，我自己！” “只要你愿出这一百万两，我便代替云师兄替你打——铁桶江山！” 雄霸一怔，他至此方才知道，自己一直都太低估聂风。 他以为他过于愚仁，不懂利害，如今终于知道，聂风比他所想的更懂分析利害。 目下步惊云已死，雄霸已失一员大将，聂风要以自己来作谈判条件，现在正是千载难逢的时机。 为过，如此乘机以自己来交易，为的只是拯救灾民，只是报答步惊云这个死了的人的相救之恩，在雄霸的眼中，聂风又始终也和步惊云一样——愚不可及！ 然而，聂风所提出的，确实是一个很有吸引力的选择。 雄霸朗笑道：“呵呵！果真悲天悯人，就连老夫也开始尊敬自己的徒儿了，不过你可有想过，人间遍地皆是为生计愁苦的人，你帮了一次，帮不了第二次……” 聂风并不作声，他只是凛然地看着雄霸，目光中的坚定不移已表露无遗。 再也没有哀求，因为这是一宗最公平的交易。 也是一宗最无奈的交易。 雄霸一颗素来老谋深算的心在此瞬间，不断的推详，琢磨，盘算。 良久良久，天下第一楼内，最后传出了一声豪迈之极的笑声：“好！”