Chapter 2 The second fiber

Xianxian lowered her head and looked at her feet.On her slender and beautiful feet, bloodstains, pierced thorns, and sharp stones made her suffer a lot. But no matter how severe the trauma was, it was far inferior to the trauma and pain in her heart. She ran all the way here, forgetting whether it was day or night, and forgetting to distinguish the way.However, even if she forgot everything, she still couldn't forget Xiaolei.Even though her heart has been broken into a thousand pieces, ten thousand pieces, there is still a shadow of Xiaolei on each piece of heart. That cute and hateful shadow.Hate is deeper than love.

"Why did he treat me like this? Why did he suddenly become so ruthless?" She didn't know, she wanted to know, she wanted to dig out his heart to see clearly, to ask clearly. But she was helpless, helpless.The old vows of eternal love, such as water and tenderness, have now become a wound in the heart. The sweet talk before the flowers and the hug under the moon in the past, now only the pain of memories remains. She would rather sacrifice everything in exchange for the sweet joys of the past, even for a moment. But what is gone will never come back.Even if she hit the wall with her head, even if she smashed her whole body, there was nothing she could do.

This is the real sorrow, the real pain. This pain can go deep into your blood, into your bone marrow. In spring, the morning wind is still very cool. She was only wearing a very thin piece of clothing, and her feet were bare. This set of thin clothing was already everything she owned. The rest she had left behind, to him.Now, maybe death is her only relief, but she doesn't want to die yet. "...One day, I will make you regret it." Love has turned into deep hatred, and since the love is so deep, the hatred will be even deeper. So she wants to live and take revenge.But how to survive?The world is vast, where is her shelter?She didn't want to cry, but the tears flowed down one after another.

Then, she heard someone calling her name in a low voice: "Xianxian." "Xianxian, Xianxian..." In front of the flowers, under the moon, and in the embrace, Xiao Lei always called her like this over and over again. Has he changed his mind again?Is he looking for her again?Her heart suddenly beat like a drum. At this moment, she has forgotten all the sorrow and all the hatred, as long as he comes back, she can immediately forgive all his mistakes, and immediately fall into his arms. But she was disappointed.What she saw was not Xiao Lei, but Jin Chuan. Jin Chuan is a talented man, but also a young man.Jin Chuan is a gentle and polite young man.

His hair was always combed smooth and neat, and his clothes were always clean and well-fitting. He and Xiao Lei are almost completely different people.But he is Xiao Lei's best friend. Of course Xianxian knew him, and only he knew about the secret love between her and Xiaolei. "Could it be that Xiao Lei asked him to come to me?" Her heart was beating again, and she couldn't help asking, "Why did you come here?" Jin Chuan smiled like a girl: "Come to find you." "Looking for me? How do you know I'm here?" "I've been protecting you all the way."

Xianxian's heart beat faster, and she only hoped that he would tell her that it was Xiaolei who asked him to do this.But he didn't go on. Xianxian bit her lip, and finally couldn't help asking: "Did you see him?" Jin Chuan was shaking his head. "Did you know that we...we broke up?" Jin Chuan was still shaking his head.Xianxian's heart sank, and her head drooped. After a long time, she raised her head, and suddenly found Jin Chuan looking at her feet.Her ankles were slender, as soft as jade, and the bloodstains and scars only made these feet look more lovely.

When any man sees these feet, he can't help but take a second look - women's feet always seem to have some kind of mysterious connection with some kind of mysterious thing. She immediately wanted to cover her feet with the placket, but at this moment, a malicious gleam suddenly flashed in her eyes: "...I must make him regret it, and I must take revenge." Only this kind of hatred transformed from love can make the kindest woman vicious like a snake. Jin Chuan's voice was as gentle as a girl's: "Aren't you going home?" Xianxian lowered her head again, and said in a mournful voice, "I don't have a home."

"So... where do you want to go?" Xianxian's head hangs lower, and she understands that compassion and love are often inseparable.She knows what it takes to make men sympathetic and compassionate. Sure enough, Jin Chuan showed sympathy on his face, sighed a long time, and said softly: "No matter what happens in the future, I must at least accompany you to change clothes and have a meal." There is one thing men must never forget: a woman's revenge is absolutely unscrupulous. The peach blossoms under the sun are like fire.Xiao Lei opened his eyes, and saw a peach blossom like a tree of fire.

There is a man leaning under the peach blossom.A slender man in white, with dark clouds in a high bun, and a snow-white veil covering his face. The forest is full of red flowers, against which she is dressed in white like snow.Could it be that this is not a mortal, but the Peach Blossom Fairy. Xiao Lei struggled to sit up.The clothes on his body were already soaked by the morning dew, but his whole body was scorching hot as if in flames. He struggled to sit up, but the pain caused his whole body to convulse, and he almost passed out again. The girl in white clothes like snow was looking at him with bright eyes like autumn water: "Your injury is very serious, it is best to lie down quietly and not move." Her voice was soft and cold, it sounded like very far away.

Xiao Lei closed his eyes, what happened last night immediately came back to his eyes. Sword light, blood shadow, fire... The last thing he remembered was that a mass of burning flames hit him head-on, and his whole body seemed to have been burned, as if he had sunk into the eternal hell. But now, the spring breeze kisses the green grass, and the fragrance of flowers carries the fragrance of running water. The birds chirping among the flowers and trees are like the sweet words of a lover. Xiao Lei opened his eyes again: "I...how did I come here? You saved me?" The snow-clothed girl nodded.

"Who are you?" The snow-clothed girl turned around lightly, as light as a cloud floating in the distant mountains. She picked a peach blossom and stuck it obliquely at her temples, bright red peach blossom, snow-white veil.A human face in a veil is like a flower in a mist. "Peach blossom with a human face!" Xiao Lei couldn't help but whispered: "So it's you!" The snow-clothed girl smiled, her laughter was like a spring breeze, like a silver bell in the spring breeze: "I know you will recognize me sooner or later." Xiao Lei's body stiffened suddenly, and he said, "You...why did you save me?" The snow-clothed girl smiled and said, "It's against the law to kill someone, but is it also against the law to save someone?" She turned around slightly again, revealing a hand that had been hidden in her sleeve.A hand wrapped around Bai Ling.This hand was crushed by Xiao Lei. Xiao Lei actually smiled: "Do you want me to give back your hand? You can take it!" The snow-clothed girl said indifferently: "You only owed me a hand, but now you owe me a life." Xiao Lei said: "You can take it too." He spoke in a relaxed and natural manner, as if asking someone to take away a piece of rags. The snow-clothed girl looked at him for a long time, and suddenly asked a very strange question: "Are you really Lei Qifeng's son?" Xiao Lei said, "Yes." The snow-clothed girl said: "Do you know that your father is dead?" Xiao Lei said: "I know." The snow-clothed girl said: "Do you know that your home has been burnt down to the point where not a blade of grass is left?" Xiao Lei said: "I know." The snow-clothed girl sighed, and said, "But why doesn't your appearance look like that at all?" Xiao Lei said: "What kind of appearance do you want? Do you want me to beat my chest and feet and cry bitterly?" The snow-clothed girl looked at him again for a long time, and said: "Now you have nothing, only one life left." Xiao Lei said, "Oh." The snow-clothed girl said: "Do you know that everyone has only one life?" Xiao Lei said: "I know." The snow-clothed girl said: "Do you know that I can kill you anytime now?" Xiao Lei said: "I know." The snow-clothed girl sighed again, and said, "But you still don't look like you at all." Xiaolei said: "I was always like this." The snow-clothed girl said: "No matter what happens to you, you will always be like this?" Xiao Lei said: "If you don't like to see me like this, you don't have to." The snow-clothed girl asked, "Are you a human being?" Xiao Lei said: "It seems to be." The snow-clothed girl stared at him, then sighed again, turned around and left. Xiao Lei said, "Wait a minute." The snow-clothed girl said: "What are you waiting for? Do you want me to stay with you?" Xiao Lei said: "Since I owe you, why don't you take it?" The snow-clothed girl smiled and said, "You don't even value the life of a person like you, so what's the use of it if I want it?" Xiao Lei said: "But..." The snow-clothed girl interrupted him, saying: "But when I am happy, I will come to ask for it, just wait." She actually left without looking back. Xiao Lei watched her slender figure disappear into the depths of the peach blossoms.He was still lying there, not moving.But at this moment, what was flowing on his face was no longer blood, but tears. A gust of wind blew, and the peach blossom petals fell on his body and face.He still didn't move.His tears seemed to have dried up. "Now you have nothing, only one life left." This girl had indeed taken everything in his life, but saved his life. Why is she doing this?Do you want him to live in pain? "You don't even value the life of a person like you, so what's the use of it if I want it?" He really didn't take his own life and death seriously. This girl not only took away everything he had, but also destroyed the most sacred idol in his mind.His father was his idol. Standing in the pool of his father's blood, listening to her tell the secret of the past, at that time, he really only hoped to be released by death. But now, although he is not calm, he is not as excited as before.He suddenly realized that he could not die yet. "You must find Xianxian, she is a good child, she will definitely leave a good seed for our Lei family." "Xianxian, Xianxian..." he called out in his heart, this name was his only hope...and all his hope. The running water is clear.There are petals of peach blossoms floating on the running water. Gritting his teeth, Xiao Lei rolled down the grassy slope and into the flowing water. The cold water not only relieved the burning pain on his body, but also cleared his mind. He was immersed in the water, wishing he could think of nothing.he can not. The past and the past, a myriad of threads, suddenly surged into his heart together, and it almost broke his heart. He escaped from the water as if fleeing from some devouring beast. No matter how deep the physical pain was, he could bear it.He ran wildly along the flowing water, through the flower forest, and the distant mountains were as green as washing. There is a small mountain village at the foot of the mountain, and there is a small restaurant in the village, where there are new wines as green as distant mountains. He once took Xianxian to knock on the door of the restaurant in the middle of the night, waiting for his best friend Jin Chuan. Then the three of them would drink like drunks and have fun like children.That was indeed his happiest time. A lover who is in love with each other, a friend who is utterly devoted to each other, fragrant and clear wine... If this is the case in life, what more can a husband ask for? "Wait for me there with Xianxian, no matter how long you have to wait, you have to wait until I go, even if she wants to leave, you have to do everything possible to keep her." This is what he confessed to Jin Chuan last night. He didn't remind him again and again, nor did he say why he did it?Jin Chuan didn't ask either. They trust each other as much as they trust themselves. Far mountains, very far mountains.Xiao Lei only hopes to find a car and a horse.No carts, no horses. His face was bleeding and sweating, and the bones in his whole body seemed to be about to collapse due to the pain. But no matter how far and how difficult the road is, as long as you are willing to walk, you will have time to get there. Willow green as blue.He could finally see a green curtain wine flag picked out from the depths of the willow forest. The setting sun is gorgeous, shining on the newly made Qinglian wine flag.The railings surrounded by green bamboos are also illuminated like crystal green by the setting sun. There are three or five rooms surrounded by railings, and there are not many drinkers when viewed from the propped up windows. This is not a necessary route, nor is it a prosperous village.The drinkers who come here are all attracted by the name. Although the Xinghuaweng's fermented wine cannot be said to be well-known far and near, it is indeed intoxicating enough. The white-haired Almond Flower Old Man is leaning leisurely by the wine cabinet, using a ponytail to whisk away the bluebottle flies flying from the willow tree. There are five or six small dishes on the cabinet, covered with green gauze, which look not only delicious, but also pleasing to the eye. Leisurely hosts, leisurely drinkers, this is an elegant and leisurely place. But when Xiao Lei rushed in, both the owner and the drinker couldn't help but turn pale. Only when he saw other people's winks did he realize how terrible and embarrassed he looked. But he doesn't care.No matter what others think of him, he doesn't care at all. What he cared about was: "Why aren't Jinchuan and Xianxian here? Where did they go?" He rushed to the wine cabinet, Xinghuaweng wanted to rush over to support him, but seeing his burning heat, he withdrew his hand again and asked in a low voice, "How did you become like this? What happened?" Of course Xiao Lei didn't answer, he wanted to ask more things: "Do you still remember those two friends who knocked on the door with me in the middle of the night?" Xinghuaweng smiled wryly: "How could I forget." "Have they been here today?" "Come here in the morning." "Where are their people now?" "gone." As soon as Xiaolei grasped Xinghuaweng's hand, even his voice changed a bit: "Did someone come to force them to leave?" "No, they drank one or two bowls of porridge and left without even drinking any wine." "Why are they leaving? Why aren't they waiting for me?" Xinghuaweng looked at him, and obviously felt that his question was too strange—why did this boy always seem a little crazy: "They didn't say anything, how do I know why they are leaving?" Xiaolei relaxed his hand, stepped back, and asked in a low voice, "When did they leave?" "Walk for a long time, only stayed for a while and left." "Which way did you go?" Xinghuaweng thought for a while, then shook his head blankly. Xiao Lei immediately asked: "Did they leave a message for me?" This time Xinghuaweng's answer was very positive: "No." The willow silk outside the railing is gently fluttering in the wind, and the sunset is even brighter in the sky.In the mountain village, on the roofs, the smoke has risen. In the distance came the faint barking of dogs, and the sound of a wife calling for her husband. This was originally a peaceful and quiet place, this was a peaceful and quiet world.But in Xiaolei's heart, it seemed that thousands of troops were fighting a bloody battle. He had collapsed on a green bamboo chair, and in front of him was a corner of wine that Xinghuaweng had just poured for him: "Have a couple of glasses first, maybe they will come back." Xiao Lei couldn't hear him, he could only hear what he was asking himself: "Why didn't they wait for me? Why didn't Jin Chuan keep her? He promised me." He believed in Jin Chuan, and Jin Chuan never broke his promise to him.The green wine was clear and fragrant, and he drank it down, but it was bitter. Waiting is more bitter than wine, the sun sets, the night covers the earth, and the new moon in the spring night has risen above the willow trees. They didn't come, but Xiao Lei was almost drunk.Just being drunk is not liberation, it doesn't solve anything, any problem. Xinghuaweng looked at him, his eyes seemed to have some pity and sympathy, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, seemed to have vaguely seen what was going on. "Women, women are always troublesome, why do young people always don't understand this truth? Why do they always worry about women?" He sighed, walked over, sat down opposite Xiaolei, and suddenly asked: "What about you?" My friend, is your surname Jin?" Xiao Lei nodded. Xinghuaweng said: "I heard that he is a man from far away. He came here to live in seclusion to learn swords and study. He lives in the small flower garden behind the Guanyin Nunnery over there." Xiao Lei nodded again. Xinghuaweng said: "They may have gone back, why don't you go there and look for them?" Xiao Lei was stunned for a long while, as if he suddenly woke up, he rushed out immediately. Xinghuaweng looked at his staggering back, and murmured a sigh: "Two men, one beautiful woman... Sigh, how can there be no trouble like this?" There are not many flowers in the small garden.But they are all brightly colored.Jin Chuan is a genius, not only can compose poems and play the piano, but also grow flowers, which is also a kind of knowledge. The bamboo fence was partially hidden, but the door of the hut was locked, which meant that there would never be anyone inside. But Xiaolei couldn't think about it any longer, he pushed away with all his strength, and rushed in with his whole body.He has been here. This is an exquisite and clean study, just like the people in Jinchuan, it is comfortable to look at. There is a bed in the corner of the room, a table in front of the window, there are piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings on the table, and an ancient sword hangs on the wall. But now, these things are gone, only a single lamp is left.A single lamp with no fire. Xiaolei rushed in, sat down, sat on the bed, and looked at the desolate room. The moonlight shines in from the window, shining on the lonely lamp on the table, and on the lonely person in front of the lamp. "Jin Chuan left, taking Xianxian with him." He really couldn't believe it, let alone believe it. But he couldn't believe it.The light of tears is colder than the moonlight. He has tears, but he doesn't shed them.When a person is truly sad, he does not shed tears.He originally had a warm and comfortable home, with loving parents, sweet people, and loyal friends. But now, what else does he have?One life, he has only one life now.Is this life worth living? The moon is full of windows.He lay slowly on his friend's bed - a friend who had betrayed him, a bed that was cold and hard. The spring breeze fills the windows, and the lonely lamp is unlit. Maybe the oil in the lamp has dried up. What kind of spring is this?What kind of bright moon is this?What kind of life is this? The door was ajar, and when the wind blew, the door suddenly swung open. A figure appeared outside the door.A slender figure, dressed in white as snow. Xiao Lei didn't sit up, nor did he turn his head to look at her, but he knew she was coming.Because she had come over, walked to his bed, and looked at him. The moonlight shines on her graceful demeanor, and on the veil on her face, and her eyes are as bright as the moonlight on a spring night in the veil. The willow branches outside the window brushed against the window paper, as gentle as a girl caressing her lover's face. The world is peaceful and quiet, and I don't know how many people's hearts melted in this spring night, and I don't know how many girls' hearts melted in the arms of their lovers. "Xianxian, Xianxian, where are you? Where is your person? Where is your heart?" He doesn't blame her.The pain she suffered was too deep, and no matter what she did, she should be forgiven. The painful thing is that she may never know why he hurt her so much.He will never know that he treats her like this only because he loves her too much. As long as he also knows this, he can bear no matter how deep the pain is.Even the pain of being betrayed by a friend is bearable. The snow-clothed girl had already sat down beside his bed, stroking a freshly picked peach blossom in her hand.What she looked at was not Peach Blossom, but him. She suddenly asked: "A man like you certainly has a lover, who is she?" Xiao Lei closed his eyes and his mouth. She smiled and said: "Although I don't know who she is, I know that you have already made an appointment to meet her in Xinghua Village." "What else do you know?" "I also know that she didn't wait for you there, because you still have a good friend." She Yanran continued: "Now your lover and good friend have left together, and you will never know where they are." Xiao Lei suddenly opened his eyes: "You know?" "I don't know either. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you." Xiao Lei nodded slowly, and said slowly: "Of course, of course you won't tell me." The snow-clothed girl said: "What do you have left now?" Xiao Lei said: "One life." The snow-clothed girl said: "Don't forget that even this life is mine, besides, your life is at most only half left." Xiao Lei said, "Oh?" The snow-clothed girl said: "You have two broken ribs, and I don't know how many knife wounds and fire wounds you have suffered on your body. It is already a miracle that you can survive till now." Xiao Lei said, "Oh!" The snow-clothed girl's voice was more gentle, and she said, "If I were you, even if ten thousand people would kneel down and beg me, I would not live on." Xiao Lei said: "You are not me, and I am not you." The snow-clothed girl said: "Do you still want to live?" Xiao Lei said, "Yes." The snow-clothed girl said: "What's the point of living?" Xiao Lei said: "It's not interesting." The snow-clothed girl said: "Since it's boring, what are you going to do with your life?" Xiao Lei said, "Don't do anything!" The snow-clothed girl said: "Then, why do you still have to live?" Xiaolei said: "Because I'm still alive—as long as a person is alive, he must live." His voice was still very calm, so calm that it was creepy, and so calm that it was terrifying. The snow-clothed girl looked at him, sighed softly, and said, "There is something I want to ask you again." Xiao Lei said, "You ask." The snow-clothed girl said: "Are you a human being? Are you a living person?" Xiao Lei said, "It's not the case anymore." The snow-clothed girl said: "Then what are you?" Xiao Lei opened his eyes wide, looked at the roof, and said word by word: "It's nothing." "Nothing?" "Ok." "And what does that mean?" "This means that you can say anything about me." "What if I say you are a beast?" "Then I'm a beast." He suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled it very hard.She fell down, into his arms. The spring is cold and the wind is colder at night.Her body was smooth, soft and warm. The bright moon passes through the window, shining on the white clothes at the corner of the bed, the white clothes are like snow, spring snow.The spring is so beautiful, the moonlight is so beautiful, how many people can not get drunk?Maybe only one. Xiao Lei suddenly stood up and stood by the bedside, looking at her satin-like glowing body. He shouldn't be standing up now, much less walking.But he turned around suddenly and strode out. She was stunned, confused, and didn't believe it: "Are you leaving now?" "yes." "why?" Xiao Lei didn't look back, and said word by word: "Because I feel disgusted when I think of the scar on your face." Her warm and soft body was suddenly cold and stiff.He had strode out the door, into the moonlight.But she could still hear her curse: "You really are not a human, but a beast." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Xiaolei's mouth, and he said lightly, "I was originally." The wind blew the wound on his chest like a knife.But Xiao Lei still held out his chest. It was indeed a miracle that he was still alive, that he could still walk with his chest up.What force caused this miracle? is love?Or hate?Is it sad?Or angry?These forces are indeed great enough to work miracles. There are still lights on in the Avalokitesvara Nunnery, and there is usually an ever-burning lamp in the Buddhist hall. He walked over and walked into the purple bamboo forest in front of Guanyin Nunnery.He has never believed in gods and Buddhas, until now, he has never believed in any gods and Buddhas in the sky and on earth. But now, he needs a kind of god and Buddha to support him, and he is afraid that he will fall down. When people are lonely and helpless, they will always look for some kind of sustenance.Otherwise, many people would have already fallen down. There is also a purple bamboo forest in the yard, and you can vaguely see the misty fireworks in the Buddhist temple.He crossed the courtyard and walked up to the Buddhist hall. The majestic statue of Guanyin can indeed make people feel peaceful and serene. He knelt down in front of the Buddha Hall, except for his parents, this was the first time he knelt down in his life. When he knelt down, tears were already streaming down his face.Because only he himself knows that what he prayed for, he will never get it in this life. Although what he prayed for was neither wealth nor luck, but his inner peace. Although this is the only thing that gods and Buddhas can bestow on the world.But he has never been able to get it. Master Guanyin lowered his eyebrows, as if he was also staring at him—this pair of eyes was definitely not the only ones staring at him in this place. He suddenly began to feel a strange chill on his back, this was not the first time he had this feeling. The first time he felt this way was when he was seven years old. At that time, a poisonous snake slowly crawled out of the grass behind him and slid towards him. He didn't see the snake, nor heard any sound, but suddenly felt an indescribable fear, so frightened that he almost couldn't help crying out loud. But he barely endured it, even though his whole body was cold from fright, he still clenched his teeth until the snake wrapped around his leg, and he squeezed seven inches of the snake with all his strength. Since then, he has experienced the same danger many times, and every time danger comes, he will have this same feeling. So he is still alive until now. It wasn't a snake that came, but three people, and one of them, the man in gray, was more terrifying than the snake. Their job is to kill, to kill in the dark, to kill in every way you can think of. Wherever they appear, there is only one purpose.How could they be here now? The three pairs of eyes looked at him coldly, as if they had regarded him as a dead person. Xiaolei relaxed his limbs as much as possible, suddenly smiled, and said, "Did the three of you come here specially to kill me?" The men in gray quickly exchanged glances, and one of them said, "Not necessarily." Xiao Lei frowned: "Not necessarily?" The man in gray said, "We only want you to go back." Xiao Lei said: "Go back? Where are you going back?" The man in gray said, "Go back to the room you just walked out of." Xiao Lei asked, "What are you going to do?" The man in gray said, "Go and wait for someone." Xiao Lei asked, "Who are you waiting for?" The man in gray said: "A person who pays." Xiao Lei said, "He paid you?" The man in gray said, "Yes." Xiao Lei said, "What am I waiting for him to come?" The man in gray said: "Come kill you!" Xiao Lei blinked and said, "He wants to kill me with his own hands?" The man in gray said: "Otherwise you would be a dead person by now." Xiao Lei laughed again, and said, "But why should I wait for others to kill me?" The man in gray said, "Because we want you to wait." Xiao Lei said: "You have always been so sure?" The man in gray said: "It's always been like this, especially when dealing with people like you." Xiao Lei said, "Do you know what kind of person I am?" The man in gray said: "The kind of person who is inferior to me." Xiao Lei said, "Oh?" The man in gray looked even colder, and said word by word: "At least I won't betray my friend, at least I won't sneak away with the 800,000 silver that my friend entrusted to me." Xiao Lei suddenly laughed, as if he heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.It was a funny thing, but he would not explain it. He has been wronged more than once.He never wants to explain anything in front of people he despises. The man in gray stared at him, and said coldly: "You should understand by now who is looking for you." Xiao Lei shook his head.The man in gray asked, "Are you going back?" Xiao Lei shook his head.The man in gray sternly said, "You want us to carry you back?" Xiao Lei was still shaking his head.But this time when he shook his head, his body suddenly bounced off the ground, like an arrow that just left the bowstring, and shot towards the man in gray who talked the most. No matter who is speaking, attention is inevitably divided.Therefore, the person who talks the most is usually the best target in the eyes of others.The man's sword is in his hand. I don't know if it was because he sharpened his tongue so sharply that the sword became blunt instead.Xiao Lei's men had rushed over, and he had just picked up his sword.When the sword light moved, Xiao Lei had rushed into the sword light. He didn't swing a fist, the knife on his chest made him no longer have the strength to swing a fist. But his body was like a hammer, hitting the man's chest hard.With a flash of sword light, the long sword flew out of his hand. But his body flew out in another direction, and when he was in the air, blood splashed from his mouth like a fountain.When his people fell to the ground, the blood rain from this fountain just happened to be sprinkled on himself, covering his distorted and deformed chest. There was also a patch of blood on Xiao Lei's chest, and the edge of his knife had also been ruptured due to the force.But his waist was still straight. The two swords were already on his neck, Sen Han's face stimulated his skin to shudder. The two approached, and he had already calculated that he would have enough time and strength to dodge and counterattack. But this force has already flowed out along with the blood from the sword mouth, and the neck has also begun to bleed. He could even feel the numbing tingling of the blade across his neck. But his waist was still straight - he would rather die than bend over. The man in gray in the pool of blood had stopped breathing. But the man in gray behind him made a voice, his voice was cold, and he only said two words: "Go back." Xiao Lei shouldn't have shaken his head, because he couldn't shake his head anymore, as long as he shook his head, the swords on both sides of his neck would cut into his flesh and blood. Another man in gray sneered: "This time, is he shaking his head or nodding?" Xiao Lei suddenly laughed again.When he laughed, he was already shaking his head, and when he shook his head, blood was already dripping along the edge of the sword. He smiled and said, "I've always gone wherever I'm happy." The man in gray sneered, "But this time, your legs are beyond your control." Xiao Lei immediately felt a tingling pain in the bend of his leg, and he knelt down on one foot. Another sword was still pressed against his neck: "Are you going back?" Xiao Lei's answer was simple and crisp: "I won't go back!" The man in gray gritted his teeth: "Does this man want to die?" "It seems to be true. It is better to die in our hands than to die in Long Si's hands." "I don't want him to die too easily, but I want him to go back." The edge of the sword moved down the spine, and his whole body began to convulse and bend. His head was almost pressed to the ground: "Are you going back?" He suddenly opened his mouth, took a bite of the soil with gravel, bit hard, and then spat out forcefully: "I won't go back!" His answer still only had these three words, and no one could change it. Even if he was hacked into pieces, as long as he could still speak, his answer would still be these three words. Veins protruded from the hand of the man in gray, which was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, and the veins were trembling. The tip of the sword is also trembling. Blood kept dripping along the trembling sword tip, and when the sword tip trembled, it was a stabbing pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. The man in gray looked at his bent and bleeding back, his cold eyes were already hot. Another person suddenly said: "Let go, don't forget that what others want is to live." The man in gray sneered, "Don't worry, you won't die for a while." Another person said: "If this continues, it will be very difficult to live." The man in gray laughed suddenly: "I just want him..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped. There was a rush of hoofbeats in the distance. The sound of hoofbeats was tight, and there were two horses coming, one of which was six feet away, and it had already started to slow down. The other horse came more urgently, and it didn't stop when it reached the outside of the wall. All of a sudden, there was only a horse neighing like a tiger's howling, and a black and shiny horse, like a dragon flying in the sky, leaped into it from the top of the eight-foot-high short wall like a cloud. Immediately the golden light flashed. Jian Ma let out another long hiss, rushed out three steps, and stood up. Immediately, a white-haired old man sat motionless on the carved saddle, his waist straight, the flashing golden light disappeared, and turned into a four-foot long spear in his hand. With a "snap" sound, the spear was nailed to the ground, and the barrel of the spear sank four feet into the ground. This horse, which looks like a dragon, seems to be nailed to the ground by this spear. The red tassels at the tip of the spear flew away in the wind, against the old man's silvery white beard and hair, like a mythical general descending from the clouds. The men in gray couldn't help being shocked, and one of them breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally here." The word "Come" came out, and another figure from outside the wall rushed in. The man was in the air, and he shouted, "Where is the man?" The gray-clothed man's sword light tightened again, and said, "It's right here!" The white-haired old man looked at the blood on Xiao Lei's body and said sharply, "Dead or alive?" The man in gray said: "If you want to live, we will live for you." With a flick of his long sword, he kicked Xiao Lei into the air with his kick. The person who rushed in from outside the wall was not only fast in movement, but also fast in speech and moves. He is Ouyang Ji, the escort known for his swift and fierce actions in the world. At this moment, he didn't wait for Xiao Lei's body to fall, he had already rushed over, grabbed him, and after only one glance, his face changed drastically, and he lost his voice: "Oops! It's wrong!" The white-haired old man was also moved, "What's wrong?" Ouyang stomped his feet anxiously and said, "The person is wrong." The man in gray hurriedly said: "That's right, this man just came out of the back room, and there are no other men there." Ouyang hurriedly grabbed Xiao Lei from the ground, and asked sharply, "Who are you? Why are you in Xiao Jin's room? Where are his people?" Xiao Lei looked at him coldly, expressionless on his blood-stained face. Ouyang was even more anxious: "Will you tell me?" Xiao Lei looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Did you find the wrong person? Or me?" Ouyang was stunned anxiously, although he was anxious and angry, he really couldn't answer this sentence. The muscles at the corners of Xiao Lei's mouth were twitching in pain, and the blood was still flowing, but he was still smiling: "If you are wrong, you should be more polite to me. How can you be so rude?" Ouyang looked at him anxiously, his hands gradually relaxed, and suddenly shouted: "No matter what, you are always his friend." Xiao Lei sighed: "I am, aren't you?" Ouyang was startled again in a hurry, his palms were loosened, and he couldn't help taking two steps back. But the man in gray stretched out his hand in front of him, looking at him coldly: "Bring it!" "Take what?" "Ten thousand taels." "Ten thousand taels? If you find the wrong person, you need another ten thousand taels?" The man in gray sneered, and said lightly: "You guys are wrong, not me. What you want is only the people in that room, who want to live. What I give you is neither dead nor right." Ouyang said anxiously: "But..." The white-haired old man suddenly interrupted him, and said sharply, "Give it to him." Ouyang blushed anxiously, and said: "Since Xiaojin has not been found, how can the ten thousand taels..." The white-haired old man said in a deep voice, "Give it to him!" 欧阳急跺了跺脚，自腰带上解下个分量看来很沉重的革囊。 灰衣人用一根手指勾住，慢慢的接了过来，眼角瞟着小雷：“这人是不是你们要找的那个？” "no." 灰衣人点了点头，道：“既然不是，这人我们也要带走。” "why?" 灰衣人嘴角露出狞笑：“他杀了我们的人，就得死在我剑下。” 白发老人忽然道：“他还要活下去。” 灰衣人霍然抬头，道：“谁说的？” 白发老人道：“我说的。” 灰衣人又慢慢的点头，缓缓道：“枪如闪电，马如飞龙，龙刚龙四爷说的话，在江湖中的确是一言九鼎。” 龙四爷道：“哼！” 灰衣人淡淡道：“但是他既已杀了我们的人，就还是非死不可。” 龙四爷沉下了脸，道：“这话又是谁说的？” 灰衣人道：“老爷子说的，阁下若不让我们将这人带走，在老爷子面前只怕无法交待。” 龙四爷道：“要怎么样才能交待？” 灰衣人沉吟着，道：“只怕要……” 他长剑一展，身子突然横空掠起：“要你的命。” 龙四爷眼看着剑光如惊虹般飞来，还是纹风不动，稳坐雕鞍。 他右手握枪，片刻突然向后一扳，突又松手，这杆枪就藤蛇般向前弹了出去。 雪亮的枪尖，血般的红缨，恰巧迎上了横空掠来的灰衣人。 灰衣人挫腰，挥剑，只听“呛”的一声，火星飞溅。 剑已脱手飞出，灰衣人虎口崩裂，半边身子都已震得发麻，仰面跌在地上，一时间竟站不起来。 这杆藤蛇般的长枪，从枪尖到枪杆，竟赫然全都是百炼精钢打成的。 枪尖仍在不停的颤动，嗡嗡作响，红缨飞散如血丝。 龙四爷沉声道：“现在你回去是否已可交待。” 灰衣人咬着牙，看着自己虎口上迸出的鲜血，似已说不出话来。 长剑自半空中落下，剑光闪动，回照得他脸上阵青阵白。 他长长叹了口气，突然翻身，一伸手，恰巧抄住了落下来的长剑。 这次他并没有再向龙四爷出手，剑光一闪，竟向小雷刺了过去。 小雷的人似已软瘫崩溃，哪里还能闪避。 就在这时，只听一声霹雳般的大喝，龙四爷的枪化做闪电。 霹雳一响，闪电飞击。 雪亮的枪尖，已穿透了灰衣人右肩的琵琶骨，他的人也接着被挑起。 枪头的红缨一震，他的人已被甩了出去，远远落在墙外的紫竹林里。 “夺”的一声，长枪又插入地下，入土四尺。 龙四爷只手握枪，还是纹风不动的坐在雕鞍上，瞪着另一个灰衣人。道：“现在你回去是否已能交待？” 这人面如死灰，什么话都不再说，扭头就走。 欧阳急一转身，似乎想追出去。 龙四爷却摆了摆手：“让他去。” 欧阳急又急了：“怎么能让他走？” 龙四爷一手捋髯，缓缓道：“该杀的非杀不可，不该杀的就非放不可，生死事大，这其间一丝也差错不得。” 欧阳急跺了跺脚，叹道：“但此人一走，麻烦只怕就要来了。” 龙四爷突然仰面而笑，道：“你我兄弟，几时怕过麻烦的？” 笑声如洪钟，但在小雷耳中听来，却仿佛很遥远，很模糊。 他仿佛听到龙四爷在吩咐欧阳急：“将这位朋友也带回去，他也没有错，也万万死不得。” 然后他就感觉到有人在扶他。 他想甩脱这人的手，想自己站起来。 ——要站就自己站起来，否则就宁可在地上躺着。 他想大声告诉他们，他这一生，从没有让任何人扶过他一把。 只可惜现在他的四肢和舌头，都已不受他自己控制了。 甚至连他的眼睛也一样。 他想睁开眼来，但黑暗却已笼罩了他。 无边无际的黑暗中，仿佛只有一点光，光中仿佛有一个人的影子。 “纤纤，纤纤……” 他想扑过去，可是连这最后的一点光也消失了。 他挣扎，呐喊，可是这最后的一点光已消失不见。只剩下无边无际的黑暗。 谁也不知道光明要等到何时才能再现。 “这人倒是条硬汉。” “可是他心里却好像有很深的痛苦。” “硬汉的痛苦，本就总是比别人多些，只不过平时他一定藏得很深，所以别人很难看得见而已。” 这就是他所能听见的最后几句话。最后一句是龙四爷说的，听来还是那么模糊，那么遥远。可是他心里却忽然泛起一阵温暖，一阵感激。 他知道自己毕竟还没有完全被遗弃，世界毕竟还有人了解他。所以他也确信，无论黑暗多么深，多么久，光明迟早是会来的。只要人心中还有温暖和感激存在，光明就一定会来的。