Chapter 15 third quarter
The next morning, Di Bin got up and went to work in the study as usual, but found the small Buddha statue he had given to Heizi on the desk.
He sat slumped on the chair, staring at the Buddha statue for a long, long time with reluctant eyes.
When Heizi entered the countryside several miles outside Luchang City, he couldn't believe it: this was the battlefield of fierce bloody battles a month ago. All kinds of flowers he had never seen were blooming in the field in early spring.During the three months since he left the capital, Heizi realized how vast the world really is. ——No, I remember when I was a child, my father took me out once... But I don't remember anything except swimming in the river... He covered his body from head to waist with a large shawl, held the horse's rein in his hand, and walked through the grassland full of fragrant flowers on foot.Occasionally, he saw a few patches of grass burned to scorched earth, and he was really sure that there had been a war here. From a distance, Lu Changcheng looked like a pile of firewood that had been burned the night before.This distance also shows that the walls and interior of the city are dilapidated.Heizi had heard about it long ago: after being surrounded by the "Three Realms Army" for several months, the defender of Luchang City decided to live and die with the whole city. As a result, the panicked and angry city residents broke the city wall by themselves, and swarmed to escape from the fiery hell, and threw themselves at the positions of the "Three Realms Army". After that, several towns attacked surrendered without a fight, and the civilians opened the city gates to greet them. It is obvious that Luchang City can no longer be inhabited.But after so long, the "Three Realms Army" still set up a temporary base camp here, obviously for this symbolic meaning. The tents of many soldiers and civilians were also built around the ruins of the city.On a bright spring day, the crowd sat on the ground in the open air in the suburbs.There are children running, laughing and chasing each other; most of the men are basking in the sun with bare arms, only a few have guns, knives and weapons on their shoulders, and it is impossible to tell which are soldiers and which are civilians; if women are not busy washing clothes or burning Meals are just gathering together, mending clothes or armor, and chatting at the same time... There is no tension in the whole camp, which makes Heizi, who is about to enter the enemy's territory, feel a little at a loss. --How is this going? ... After Heizi entered the camp, a shirtless middle-aged man immediately greeted him.Heizi was about to be questioned, but the man smiled and said, "Tall man, do you want to join the army? Yes, yes!" He patted Heizi on the shoulder and held the reins for him enthusiastically. "I'll lead the way for you! There are not many big men like you! What kind of general will you become in the future, don't forget me, Chen Guangcheng, who leads the way!" On the other side, a girl approached, standing on tiptoes, and put a flower ring tied with a rope around Heizi's neck. Seeing Heizi's handsome face, the girl smiled shyly. "This is an auspicious flower talisman, I wish you peace on the battlefield." Heizi looked at this girl who was not very beautiful but full of youthful vitality, and felt an urge to hold her hand and talk.However, the girl has been taken away by a group of friends of the same age.While looking at Heizi, the girls whispered and giggled wildly.The roots of Heizi's ears, which were hidden under the shawl, turned red. Guided by that Chen Guangcheng, Heizi crossed the camp and the crowd.He pretended to look around casually, but he was actually inspecting the environment.There wasn't any notable guard line, just pile after pile of mixed military and civilian crowds.There are disproportionately small numbers of war horses grazing on a meadow in the distance - Heizi has already inquired about it, and the cavalry of the "Three Realms Army" is only a small number.Very good, the chances of escaping increased once again. From time to time along the way, Heizi saw one person standing and speaking among the crowd, and they both held a book in their hands.The crowd sitting on the ground listened attentively. "...The land in the world is originally shared by all people in the world!" Heizi heard one of the men making a passionate speech.The man patted the cover of the book in his hand, and said, "There is no such thing as destiny! No one is born with the right to enslave others; and no one is born with the right to be enslaved by others!" "It was written by King Jing." Seeing Heizi's puzzled expression, Chen Guangcheng immediately explained to him. "Of course, what was written in books was more difficult to understand. It was he who asked those who had read the books to explain those words to people more clearly." "Is King Jing here?" Heizi asked as casually as possible. "You came to join the army because you admire King Jing, right?" Chen Guangcheng patted him on the shoulder again. "Don't worry, you will see him today. King Jing will personally receive all the new soldiers." Just today, Heizi's heart was beating nervously.He originally planned that it would take ten or eight days to find out where the target was, and it would take another one or two days to inspect before he could find a chance to attack. —Are you going to do it in the middle of this crowd, in daylight? ...But if it's not today, it's hard to say when I'll see him again... Heizi remembered hearing from his adoptive father that his father went to Jiuweifang alone and almost succeeded in assassinating the enemy leader in front of thousands of people.Up to now, people in the capital still occasionally hear people mention the godlike "three eyes", which is a recognized miracle. ——Maybe today, I will repeat my father's miracle... "What are the three colors of our flag?" cried the speaker again. One of the teenagers immediately raised his hand and replied, "It's green, yellow, and red!" "Very good!" The speaker's face was full of excitement. "Do you know: what do these three colors represent?" He pointed to the wild fields with lush flowers and plants: "Green is the field crops in the world, and feeds our food." He pointed to the tents on the campsite. "Yellow is earth, stone and wood, which is our home." He patted his chest. "Red is the blood that flows within us. It is life." In the end, he pointed to the dilapidated Luchang City, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of his finger.On the tallest tower in the front, a huge "Three Realms Army" tricolor flag was erected, fluttering in the wind. "Everyone has his own land to live on and has enough to eat; everyone can live in peace with his loved ones in his own home, with nothing to fear; everyone can live as he wants, and live freely—these are our A reason to fight!" Heizi was fascinated. reason to fight.In the past four years, he never thought that there was any reason for killing himself.He had never heard of such words.In the capital, in the "big tree hall", there is always only one level: who commands whom, who obeys whose orders.He knew whose interests he was fighting for, but that couldn't be called a "reason"... ——Why did I start killing people? ... He remembered what Yu Runsheng asked him four years ago when he was given the mission to assassinate Lu Yingfeng: "Do you want to be one of our 'Big Tree Hall'?" --right.I go on killing for one reason only: I don't want to be another idler that no one looks at.that's all... Heizi heard the speaker's words, sweat dripped from his forehead.He looked at the peaceful scene around the camp again, and remembered what the man said "the reason for fighting".The hopes of many people are pinned here, all of them are imagining an ordinary but beautiful life in the future. —and I'm here to destroy it all? ... "Here we are." Chen Guangcheng said with a smile.Only then did Heizi realize that he was standing among a group of young men.They were all shorter and thinner than him, but they all had a determined look on their faces.Most of the clothes are shabby and some don't even have shoes.A few of them looked at Heizi for a while, then nodded and smiled honestly. Everyone wears the same wreath around their necks. "You just wait here." Chen Guangcheng still held the horse's rein. "I'll take the horses to graze for you. Don't worry, it's over there. After King Jing's reception, come and find us." Heizi wanted to object, but he thought that no one around him had brought a horse, so leaving the horse here was an eyesore.Anyway, this horse is too thin, and he plans to grab a stronger horse later.He nodded his thanks to Chen Guangcheng. Heizi squeezed between the group of recruits, squatting a little lower, trying not to let the soldiers of the "Three Realms Army" outside see him.Under the shawl, he touched the dagger hidden in the placket, and felt a little more at ease. He still can't decide whether to make a shot today.But the lax security of the "Three Realms Army" was unexpected. No one asked him about his details (of course, Heizi had already prepared a bunch of lies), and no one searched him. —Maybe they will keep King Jing far away? ... The crowd in front raised a commotion, and an atmosphere of excitement gradually spread to this end. "Are you here?" The recruits around Heizi asked each other expectantly. At this moment, Heizi couldn't help standing up straight, looking over everyone's heads. He saw it. Just less than a hundred steps away.A very tall figure in a cloak, with his back to this side, stretched out his palms to both sides, touching the forehead of each recruit.The recruits beside him closed their eyes and knelt down one by one, accepting this precious blessing. This is the legendary King Jing.In the government's crusade, the leader of the bandits who looted official food and taxes, slaughtered officials, gentry and good people, raped women in villages and towns, and destroyed ethics and discipline.The sun that everyone looks up to here. "Two years ago, the government army besieged the bandit army in the Daimen Valley, and they had already driven him to a dead end, but they still let him escape through a big mudslide..." Heizi recalled what King Ning said. "Thinking about it today, it was a major mistake." He looked at Heizi. "It's unforgivable to make the same mistake again. Right now, the bandit army's power is only limited to Qinzhou. We must take advantage of this time..." Heizi fixed his eyes on King Jing in the distance.King Jing still turned his back to this side, he couldn't see his face, but his body height was about the same as Heizi's.No one knows the age of King Jing, but people guessed that he was between 40 and 50 years old. In terms of strength, I shouldn't lose, right?Heizi thought.When he was thirteen years old, he beat Tian Ahuo in the arm strength test.Of course, the adults around thought Tian Ahuo was just joking around, only the two of them knew that each other had tried their best.He didn't tell anyone. Heizi approached King Jing's place step by step.There was only one guard beside King Jing: a middle-aged man with a very broad build and an ax resting on his shoulder. This man was rather difficult to deal with.But it seems that he shouldn't be able to run fast, just avoid him after he succeeds. Heizi knew that if he wanted to escape from here after killing King Jing, he would inevitably have to kill many more people.Especially these recruits blocking the way, he didn't pay attention to these people.Just catch a horse, ride it, and it's over. The "Three Realms Army" were all peasants who were rebellious, and there would not be many soldiers who were good at riding and shooting. - can be done... Heizi had already drawn out the dagger from under the shawl, and held it backwards in front of his chest. It was less than thirty steps away from King Jing. King Jing continued to put his hands on the foreheads of each recruit. fifteen steps. Heizi heard it at this time, and when King Jing pressed the recruit's forehead, he would bless in a hoarse voice: "He who fights for what is right has no fear." The palms of Heizi holding the handle of the knife couldn't stop sweating. He felt even more nervous than when he killed Lu Yingfeng back then. ——Don't think too much about it.Finish it and go back and be a man everyone respects... ——One day, Rou'er will come back... ten steps. Heizi was already about to throw off the shawl and throw it on King Jing's head, using the momentary gap to pierce his neck. "King Jing!" A recruit next to Heizi suddenly shouted excitedly. King Jing turned his face away. Seeing the profile of that face, Heizi's whole body seemed to be shocked by electric shock. Everything around me disappeared. Crowds and tents.Children and horses.Flowering meadow.Black ruins.All disappeared in his mind. Only the man in front of me was left. The short knife in his hand slipped and fell from the bottom of the shawl to the ground. The reflection of the metal caught the attention of everyone nearby. When Heizi regained consciousness, he found that more than a dozen men had captured his arms, legs and body.He was able to wrestle them all away, but he didn't respond. Riots and curses were intertwined, and the camp was in chaos. "Traitor! Kill him!" People around Heizi kept shouting this sentence. "Let him go." The voice of this sentence was not high, but it was magically heard by everyone. Heizi let go of all his hands. King Jing removed the hood of his cloak, revealing his shaved scalp and the sickle-shaped scar on his forehead. "Long time no see." Heizi stretched out a trembling palm, as if he wanted to feel whether the man in front of him was real, but he didn't dare to really touch it. "……father?……" Tears welled up from those big young eyes.Heizi lost all strength and knelt down softly, clutching the weeds and soil tightly with his palms. "Why?...Father...why did you abandon me?..." "I'm sorry..." Kakashi still smiled. "I had a very important question in my heart back then, and I had to find the answer. I can't take you there." "Is it more important than me?..." The tears had gathered into a small puddle on the ground. "do you hate me?" "Of course!" Heizi continued to cry, but the energy of anger poured into his body.He stood up, glaring at his father with red, swollen eyes. "I really owe you." Lian Shou said and bent down, picking up the short knife on the ground.Only then did Heizi realize that his father, who was much thinner than before, did not wear shoes. The sickle held the blade, turned the handle upside down and handed it to Heizi. "If you hate me, you can use this to pierce a hole in my chest." "King Jing!" Sun Er behind him cried out in surprise, but was stopped by Lian Shou's hand. Heizi gritted his teeth and reached for the knife.But halfway through, his palm was frozen in the air. "Before you stab me, I still want you to understand one thing." Lian Shou's face was very calm. "I'm not just your father." He pointed with his free hand toward the camp. "Did you see all this? What do you think?" "...very... peaceful..." Heizi replied in a low voice. "And it's beautiful, right?" Kasame said. "These are the things I sought after I left you, and it will continue to grow in the future. If you believe that your hatred alone is more important than these; if you are willing to avenge this hatred, let these beautiful things If it ends here, you will hold this knife." Heizi stared at the handle of the knife, his nineteen-year-old body trembling violently. He took hold of the dagger. The onlookers stopped breathing at the same time. The next moment, the dagger fell to the ground for the second time. Heizi hugged his father tightly. The loneliness of more than ten years dissipated like smoke. "I lied..." Heizi whispered in his father's ear. "...How could I hate you...I often dream of seeing you...I think every day, how to become a man like you..." Lian Shou also hugged his son's back tightly, and replied softly: "Son, you can..." He stroked Heizi's hair, then turned his face to look at the crowd. "This is my son, my own son, my flesh and blood." There was thunderous cheers in the camp.The recruits all took off the garlands around their necks and threw them to the sky with loud shouts. In the rain of flowers flying all over the sky, Heizi still hugged his father tightly, buried his face in the bony shoulders and neck, feeling unprecedented warmth. He finally found where he belonged.
When Heizi entered the countryside several miles outside Luchang City, he couldn't believe it: this was the battlefield of fierce bloody battles a month ago. All kinds of flowers he had never seen were blooming in the field in early spring.During the three months since he left the capital, Heizi realized how vast the world really is. ——No, I remember when I was a child, my father took me out once... But I don't remember anything except swimming in the river... He covered his body from head to waist with a large shawl, held the horse's rein in his hand, and walked through the grassland full of fragrant flowers on foot.Occasionally, he saw a few patches of grass burned to scorched earth, and he was really sure that there had been a war here. From a distance, Lu Changcheng looked like a pile of firewood that had been burned the night before.This distance also shows that the walls and interior of the city are dilapidated.Heizi had heard about it long ago: after being surrounded by the "Three Realms Army" for several months, the defender of Luchang City decided to live and die with the whole city. As a result, the panicked and angry city residents broke the city wall by themselves, and swarmed to escape from the fiery hell, and threw themselves at the positions of the "Three Realms Army". After that, several towns attacked surrendered without a fight, and the civilians opened the city gates to greet them. It is obvious that Luchang City can no longer be inhabited.But after so long, the "Three Realms Army" still set up a temporary base camp here, obviously for this symbolic meaning. The tents of many soldiers and civilians were also built around the ruins of the city.On a bright spring day, the crowd sat on the ground in the open air in the suburbs.There are children running, laughing and chasing each other; most of the men are basking in the sun with bare arms, only a few have guns, knives and weapons on their shoulders, and it is impossible to tell which are soldiers and which are civilians; if women are not busy washing clothes or burning Meals are just gathering together, mending clothes or armor, and chatting at the same time... There is no tension in the whole camp, which makes Heizi, who is about to enter the enemy's territory, feel a little at a loss. --How is this going? ... After Heizi entered the camp, a shirtless middle-aged man immediately greeted him.Heizi was about to be questioned, but the man smiled and said, "Tall man, do you want to join the army? Yes, yes!" He patted Heizi on the shoulder and held the reins for him enthusiastically. "I'll lead the way for you! There are not many big men like you! What kind of general will you become in the future, don't forget me, Chen Guangcheng, who leads the way!" On the other side, a girl approached, standing on tiptoes, and put a flower ring tied with a rope around Heizi's neck. Seeing Heizi's handsome face, the girl smiled shyly. "This is an auspicious flower talisman, I wish you peace on the battlefield." Heizi looked at this girl who was not very beautiful but full of youthful vitality, and felt an urge to hold her hand and talk.However, the girl has been taken away by a group of friends of the same age.While looking at Heizi, the girls whispered and giggled wildly.The roots of Heizi's ears, which were hidden under the shawl, turned red. Guided by that Chen Guangcheng, Heizi crossed the camp and the crowd.He pretended to look around casually, but he was actually inspecting the environment.There wasn't any notable guard line, just pile after pile of mixed military and civilian crowds.There are disproportionately small numbers of war horses grazing on a meadow in the distance - Heizi has already inquired about it, and the cavalry of the "Three Realms Army" is only a small number.Very good, the chances of escaping increased once again. From time to time along the way, Heizi saw one person standing and speaking among the crowd, and they both held a book in their hands.The crowd sitting on the ground listened attentively. "...The land in the world is originally shared by all people in the world!" Heizi heard one of the men making a passionate speech.The man patted the cover of the book in his hand, and said, "There is no such thing as destiny! No one is born with the right to enslave others; and no one is born with the right to be enslaved by others!" "It was written by King Jing." Seeing Heizi's puzzled expression, Chen Guangcheng immediately explained to him. "Of course, what was written in books was more difficult to understand. It was he who asked those who had read the books to explain those words to people more clearly." "Is King Jing here?" Heizi asked as casually as possible. "You came to join the army because you admire King Jing, right?" Chen Guangcheng patted him on the shoulder again. "Don't worry, you will see him today. King Jing will personally receive all the new soldiers." Just today, Heizi's heart was beating nervously.He originally planned that it would take ten or eight days to find out where the target was, and it would take another one or two days to inspect before he could find a chance to attack. —Are you going to do it in the middle of this crowd, in daylight? ...But if it's not today, it's hard to say when I'll see him again... Heizi remembered hearing from his adoptive father that his father went to Jiuweifang alone and almost succeeded in assassinating the enemy leader in front of thousands of people.Up to now, people in the capital still occasionally hear people mention the godlike "three eyes", which is a recognized miracle. ——Maybe today, I will repeat my father's miracle... "What are the three colors of our flag?" cried the speaker again. One of the teenagers immediately raised his hand and replied, "It's green, yellow, and red!" "Very good!" The speaker's face was full of excitement. "Do you know: what do these three colors represent?" He pointed to the wild fields with lush flowers and plants: "Green is the field crops in the world, and feeds our food." He pointed to the tents on the campsite. "Yellow is earth, stone and wood, which is our home." He patted his chest. "Red is the blood that flows within us. It is life." In the end, he pointed to the dilapidated Luchang City, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of his finger.On the tallest tower in the front, a huge "Three Realms Army" tricolor flag was erected, fluttering in the wind. "Everyone has his own land to live on and has enough to eat; everyone can live in peace with his loved ones in his own home, with nothing to fear; everyone can live as he wants, and live freely—these are our A reason to fight!" Heizi was fascinated. reason to fight.In the past four years, he never thought that there was any reason for killing himself.He had never heard of such words.In the capital, in the "big tree hall", there is always only one level: who commands whom, who obeys whose orders.He knew whose interests he was fighting for, but that couldn't be called a "reason"... ——Why did I start killing people? ... He remembered what Yu Runsheng asked him four years ago when he was given the mission to assassinate Lu Yingfeng: "Do you want to be one of our 'Big Tree Hall'?" --right.I go on killing for one reason only: I don't want to be another idler that no one looks at.that's all... Heizi heard the speaker's words, sweat dripped from his forehead.He looked at the peaceful scene around the camp again, and remembered what the man said "the reason for fighting".The hopes of many people are pinned here, all of them are imagining an ordinary but beautiful life in the future. —and I'm here to destroy it all? ... "Here we are." Chen Guangcheng said with a smile.Only then did Heizi realize that he was standing among a group of young men.They were all shorter and thinner than him, but they all had a determined look on their faces.Most of the clothes are shabby and some don't even have shoes.A few of them looked at Heizi for a while, then nodded and smiled honestly. Everyone wears the same wreath around their necks. "You just wait here." Chen Guangcheng still held the horse's rein. "I'll take the horses to graze for you. Don't worry, it's over there. After King Jing's reception, come and find us." Heizi wanted to object, but he thought that no one around him had brought a horse, so leaving the horse here was an eyesore.Anyway, this horse is too thin, and he plans to grab a stronger horse later.He nodded his thanks to Chen Guangcheng. Heizi squeezed between the group of recruits, squatting a little lower, trying not to let the soldiers of the "Three Realms Army" outside see him.Under the shawl, he touched the dagger hidden in the placket, and felt a little more at ease. He still can't decide whether to make a shot today.But the lax security of the "Three Realms Army" was unexpected. No one asked him about his details (of course, Heizi had already prepared a bunch of lies), and no one searched him. —Maybe they will keep King Jing far away? ... The crowd in front raised a commotion, and an atmosphere of excitement gradually spread to this end. "Are you here?" The recruits around Heizi asked each other expectantly. At this moment, Heizi couldn't help standing up straight, looking over everyone's heads. He saw it. Just less than a hundred steps away.A very tall figure in a cloak, with his back to this side, stretched out his palms to both sides, touching the forehead of each recruit.The recruits beside him closed their eyes and knelt down one by one, accepting this precious blessing. This is the legendary King Jing.In the government's crusade, the leader of the bandits who looted official food and taxes, slaughtered officials, gentry and good people, raped women in villages and towns, and destroyed ethics and discipline.The sun that everyone looks up to here. "Two years ago, the government army besieged the bandit army in the Daimen Valley, and they had already driven him to a dead end, but they still let him escape through a big mudslide..." Heizi recalled what King Ning said. "Thinking about it today, it was a major mistake." He looked at Heizi. "It's unforgivable to make the same mistake again. Right now, the bandit army's power is only limited to Qinzhou. We must take advantage of this time..." Heizi fixed his eyes on King Jing in the distance.King Jing still turned his back to this side, he couldn't see his face, but his body height was about the same as Heizi's.No one knows the age of King Jing, but people guessed that he was between 40 and 50 years old. In terms of strength, I shouldn't lose, right?Heizi thought.When he was thirteen years old, he beat Tian Ahuo in the arm strength test.Of course, the adults around thought Tian Ahuo was just joking around, only the two of them knew that each other had tried their best.He didn't tell anyone. Heizi approached King Jing's place step by step.There was only one guard beside King Jing: a middle-aged man with a very broad build and an ax resting on his shoulder. This man was rather difficult to deal with.But it seems that he shouldn't be able to run fast, just avoid him after he succeeds. Heizi knew that if he wanted to escape from here after killing King Jing, he would inevitably have to kill many more people.Especially these recruits blocking the way, he didn't pay attention to these people.Just catch a horse, ride it, and it's over. The "Three Realms Army" were all peasants who were rebellious, and there would not be many soldiers who were good at riding and shooting. - can be done... Heizi had already drawn out the dagger from under the shawl, and held it backwards in front of his chest. It was less than thirty steps away from King Jing. King Jing continued to put his hands on the foreheads of each recruit. fifteen steps. Heizi heard it at this time, and when King Jing pressed the recruit's forehead, he would bless in a hoarse voice: "He who fights for what is right has no fear." The palms of Heizi holding the handle of the knife couldn't stop sweating. He felt even more nervous than when he killed Lu Yingfeng back then. ——Don't think too much about it.Finish it and go back and be a man everyone respects... ——One day, Rou'er will come back... ten steps. Heizi was already about to throw off the shawl and throw it on King Jing's head, using the momentary gap to pierce his neck. "King Jing!" A recruit next to Heizi suddenly shouted excitedly. King Jing turned his face away. Seeing the profile of that face, Heizi's whole body seemed to be shocked by electric shock. Everything around me disappeared. Crowds and tents.Children and horses.Flowering meadow.Black ruins.All disappeared in his mind. Only the man in front of me was left. The short knife in his hand slipped and fell from the bottom of the shawl to the ground. The reflection of the metal caught the attention of everyone nearby. When Heizi regained consciousness, he found that more than a dozen men had captured his arms, legs and body.He was able to wrestle them all away, but he didn't respond. Riots and curses were intertwined, and the camp was in chaos. "Traitor! Kill him!" People around Heizi kept shouting this sentence. "Let him go." The voice of this sentence was not high, but it was magically heard by everyone. Heizi let go of all his hands. King Jing removed the hood of his cloak, revealing his shaved scalp and the sickle-shaped scar on his forehead. "Long time no see." Heizi stretched out a trembling palm, as if he wanted to feel whether the man in front of him was real, but he didn't dare to really touch it. "……father?……" Tears welled up from those big young eyes.Heizi lost all strength and knelt down softly, clutching the weeds and soil tightly with his palms. "Why?...Father...why did you abandon me?..." "I'm sorry..." Kakashi still smiled. "I had a very important question in my heart back then, and I had to find the answer. I can't take you there." "Is it more important than me?..." The tears had gathered into a small puddle on the ground. "do you hate me?" "Of course!" Heizi continued to cry, but the energy of anger poured into his body.He stood up, glaring at his father with red, swollen eyes. "I really owe you." Lian Shou said and bent down, picking up the short knife on the ground.Only then did Heizi realize that his father, who was much thinner than before, did not wear shoes. The sickle held the blade, turned the handle upside down and handed it to Heizi. "If you hate me, you can use this to pierce a hole in my chest." "King Jing!" Sun Er behind him cried out in surprise, but was stopped by Lian Shou's hand. Heizi gritted his teeth and reached for the knife.But halfway through, his palm was frozen in the air. "Before you stab me, I still want you to understand one thing." Lian Shou's face was very calm. "I'm not just your father." He pointed with his free hand toward the camp. "Did you see all this? What do you think?" "...very... peaceful..." Heizi replied in a low voice. "And it's beautiful, right?" Kasame said. "These are the things I sought after I left you, and it will continue to grow in the future. If you believe that your hatred alone is more important than these; if you are willing to avenge this hatred, let these beautiful things If it ends here, you will hold this knife." Heizi stared at the handle of the knife, his nineteen-year-old body trembling violently. He took hold of the dagger. The onlookers stopped breathing at the same time. The next moment, the dagger fell to the ground for the second time. Heizi hugged his father tightly. The loneliness of more than ten years dissipated like smoke. "I lied..." Heizi whispered in his father's ear. "...How could I hate you...I often dream of seeing you...I think every day, how to become a man like you..." Lian Shou also hugged his son's back tightly, and replied softly: "Son, you can..." He stroked Heizi's hair, then turned his face to look at the crowd. "This is my son, my own son, my flesh and blood." There was thunderous cheers in the camp.The recruits all took off the garlands around their necks and threw them to the sky with loud shouts. In the rain of flowers flying all over the sky, Heizi still hugged his father tightly, buried his face in the bony shoulders and neck, feeling unprecedented warmth. He finally found where he belonged.