Boxer

Chapter 460 Three Broken Houses in the Rain

Yan Yin was surprised and said, "Sixth level of Lingsheng. So strong. How could he be injured. Could it be that man injured Senior Wenqing."

"In this world, there are many kinds of injuries. Physical injuries. Or internal serious injuries, etc. But there is a kind of injury. It is called emotional injury." Smiled.Compassionately shook his head and said, "Physical injuries can be cured with medicine. Inner serious injuries can also be healed slowly with time. Emotional injuries are spiritual injuries. Even time cannot heal them."

"Love hurt." Yan Yin frowned.Then he stared blankly at Bei Xin.Said, "Ask Senior Qing about her. My feelings are hurt."

"Perhaps." Compassionately said, "Who knows. The former parties have gradually disappeared in the long river of time. It's just that those sad stories will never have a perfect ending. From her After finding that person, something happened that we don’t know about. Then, on a rainy night, Master Wenqing returned to Qingyue Mountain. After that, there was another love pass in Qingyue Mountain.”

Look at Yan Yin.Compassionately said: "This love pass. At first it was not used for those who are merciless to break through. It is a place where the master asked for love. Later, because of the master who asked for love, he passed away for many years. With the addition of the first The head of the school cherishes the ups and downs of the fairy Wenqing's love journey. A series of rules have been established. This love pass has gradually become a test for people. The death of the master Wenqing was the night before the arrival of the man. Yes. When she passed away, the aura of the entire Qingyue Mountain fluctuated greatly. The entire love pass was filled with colorful smoke."

Colorful smoke.Yan Yin has seen it before.He couldn't help but asked compassionately, "Senior, what is that colorful smoke?"

"That. It's the most dangerous thing in the love pass." Compassionately said, "it is the emotion that Master Wenqing has about feelings. She used big means to detain her in the love pass. Anyone who enters it. Will experience a small part of the emotions she has experienced. If you can go through this complex emotion, then your loyalty to the emotion will be recognized by its subconscious. You will be safe and sound. On the contrary, you will only be Trapped forever in the feelings of the ancestor who asked for love. Until he died slowly."

I was shocked.Yan Yin said impressively, "It's so amazing."

Nod seriously.Compassionate way: "Construct a small world with your own strength. Then arrange various emotional stories in it. Every emotional story. Real and illusory. Even when you pass the test, you will also be because of it. Over the years, I have experienced no less than a hundred people who challenged the relationship. But there are only three who have come out of it. And among these three, two have given up their own understanding of feelings. Understood. There is one more. I fell into the feelings of the ancestor who asked for love. In the end, I became a substitute martyr."

Looking at the long road of white mist ahead.Hazy, dreamy and full of mystery.

suddenly.What did Yan Yin think of.Looking at Compassion, "Senior, can you tell me, that man. Who is it?"

stand up.Compassionately said, "Okay. I've talked so much with you. It's also because of your relationship with the head of Wan Xin. And, I can see that you have your own ideas about the understanding of feelings. At least. When the head of Wan Xin Goalkeeper, when you defended that woman named Su Yanying in front of the mountain gate and what you did to that girl Ye Qingwu in Youshang Valley, I knew it. Love. At least. You really love the people around you."

Yan Yin did not expect Wan Xin to tell Bei Xin about these things.But if you think about it, it's probably for your own good.

"That man. You can guess for yourself." Compassionately said, "Maybe. When you walk out of this love path. I can tell you who he is."

Compassionate eyes are full of encouragement and regret.Encouragement is for Yan Yin.Regret is about this love.

Look at love.Yan Yin took a deep breath.Slowly said, "It's sad to talk about love. But the person who really loves. How can he get lost in the emotional world of others. This huge and illusory emotional world. Let's use it as a tool to confirm Yan's feelings."

look back.Yan Yin looked at Bei Xin.Said, "Senior. I don't know if there is anything else I can advise this junior."

Looking at Yan Yin.Compassion was silent for a long time.Finally, "The best advice. Just don't go through this relationship."

smiled.A flash of determination flashed across Yan Yin's eyes, "Yan Yin can be the commander of more than [-] troops in northern Xinjiang. He didn't do it by hesitation. As a commander of one party. As a warrior. Only one unshakable heart. Only then can we defeat everything."

talking.Yan Yin cupped his hands to Beixin and said, "Senior. Then this junior will bid farewell."

Watching Yan Yin gradually walk into the white mist.Compassionate heart suddenly said, "In this love pass, one year is ten days outside. Remember. Don't stay inside for too long. There is more."

Say the last.Compassionately shouted in a low voice, "In this relationship, there is a person. If you meet him, just ask me to tell him a few words."

Yan Yin was walking towards the white mist.Slowly stopped the pace.

"The lost relationship has become illusory. The love that was not firmly grasped. It is useless to cherish it no matter how much it is after it passes away. Since I have missed the opportunity to seize this love, why not let it go cleanly." The voice of compassion.Word by word passed into Yan Yin's ears, "On the road of love. Close your heart. Let the feeling that is forced to die. Open your heart and let it go with the wind."

He nodded secretly.Yan Yin walked slowly towards the road of love.

soon.The white mist covered his figure.Gradually disappear in the sight of compassion.

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Low eaves.Broken bricks and tiles.

In a dilapidated house that can't keep out the wind and rain.A little boy curled up inside and trembled.

It was blowing with heavy wind and heavy rain outside.The wind and rain were blowing through the dilapidated houses.

The ground is mostly wet.The little boy struggled to find a clean place and continued to curl up.

His complexion was already a little purple from the cold.His black lips were tightly pressed together.

A pair of immature hands.He tried his best to pull the tattered and incomplete clothes on his body.Trying to cover the exposed purple and blue skin.

For three days in a row.It was very windy outside.It was pouring cold rain.

The little boy woke up several times in the cold.Passed out again in the cold and hunger.

Several times the little boy woke up and went to the broken house.Watching the heavy rain outside.The little hands rubbed vigorously on the body.A little bit of warmth from rubbing with that palm.Come rub your face.

His lips were a little black.Some are also dry and whitish.On the lips.It has dried out and cracked many holes.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly.The little boy catches a bit of cold rainwater that doesn't look dirty from the eaves.Take it in your mouth mouthful.

I took a few sips of water.The little boy withdrew his hand.

He wiped his wet hands on the little boy's only warm clothes to protect him in the past three days.Then he looked around the house.

The dilapidated house is somewhat 'clean'.Except for broken tiles falling from the roof.There are only some weeds and some bird droppings in the house.

a heavy rain.Rinse away the dried bird droppings.A strong stench permeated the room.

Rub your belly.The little boy started looking around the house.

He looks thin.Even a little stunted.But a pair of bright eyes.But very clean and clear.

these eyes.Very clean.Some cleverness is in there.There is also some rustling in it.

He searched the house several times.But nothing was found.

finally.He looked at the weeds and the pile of bird droppings.

A pair of immature hands pawed in the weeds for a long time.Finally, when his little hands were cut with some red scars by weeds.There was a milky white thing in his hand.

This is a bird's egg.I don't know how long it has been hidden in this weed.

The little boy took the bird's egg and didn't wait to crack it and swallow it.Instead, he shook it back and forth against his ear.

The little boy had a disappointed expression on his face.Carefully set the eggs aside.Then pick up in the weeds again.

After a while.He found two more identical eggs.

Shake back and forth a few times as before.Again there was disappointment in his eyes.

Still carefully put the two eggs aside.The little boy then looked at the bird droppings that had been soaked by the rain.

Wipe off the rain that fell on his face from the hole above.The little boy took a deep breath.Then he pinched his nose with one hand.

And the other hand.Then he touched the soaked bird droppings.

In that filthy, smelly bird droppings.The little boy touched the piles for a long time.The stench in the whole dilapidated house is getting bigger and bigger.

Every time the little boy blushed from the suffocation.He hurried to the door in a hurry.

Let go of the hand holding your nose.The little boy breathed heavily.

in the house.He dared not and was unwilling to breathe the stinky and unpleasant smell.

so and so.After going back and forth several times.After the little boy touched piles and piles of bird droppings all over.There were also four more bird eggs stained with bird droppings in his hand.

Carefully and cautiously took the eggs to a leaking place in the house and washed them carefully one by one with small hands.A satisfied smile finally appeared on the little boy's face.

Hold the egg.Shake back and forth in the ear for a few counts.A look of surprise appeared on the little boy's face.

Carefully knock the egg on the ground.When it has some cracks but never breaks.The little boy looked up.Hold the egg to your mouth.Then tapped lightly on the teeth a few times.

A ball of white-yellow liquid flowed into his mouth.There was a trace of satisfaction on the little boy's face.

Four eggs pulled from bird droppings.Three were sent into his mouth.There is still one.Then it was put together with the three bird eggs that were earlier in the weeds.

Look at the four bird eggs in front of you.There was some hesitation in the little boy's clear and bright eyes.

This slight hesitation.It's like making some huge decision.

only.Why this picture.But so sad.It was so unbearably sobbing.

outside.A figure appeared in the rain at some unknown time.

his gaze.Looking at the little boy inside with some pity.

His footsteps are about to take a step forward several times.But every time.He clenched his fists and retracted his feet.

"Come on, come on. That little rag must be here." Far away.There was a group of children laughing loudly, "It's raining so much. This is the only place for the little rags to go. Everyone will let the little rags learn how to bark like a dog. Then give a rice ball. The little rags will be very happy. Haha "

I saw a group of well-dressed and thick children.Holding a small colorful umbrella after another.Rush towards this broken house.

When they passed the figure outside the house.There was clearly a slight fluctuation spreading.

Then they saw them pass through the figure without hindrance.Go towards the broken house.

Look at that broken house.The figure slowly raised its hand.I said to myself, "Why did I become an illusion. But they are real. Is this really an illusory world? But why. Everything is so real."