This is definitely not a fun thing, and it can even be said to be the biggest tragedy.

People almost don’t know what their life span is? Only in this way can they live calmly. But when a person knows that his life span is half shorter than others, shouldn’t it be very painful to live?

I looked at Zhang Yi and recalled that his expression had not changed at all. Even the lines on his side face were still a kind of tranquility and softness, including those clear eyes, which were still peaceful and bright.

He seemed a little uncomfortable with me staring at him like this, and stood up a little embarrassedly.

I don’t know if the wind came out of that corner, gently stroked his hair, and looked at the silhouette of the city and said to me: “I knew this several years ago. But I’m not afraid.”

I don’t know what kind of mentality to face him. Is he an adult now or a child?

But I can't comfort people, and I can only stand up. The silhouettes of the city in my eyes have their unique prosperity, and all kinds of noisy sounds are filled with the breath of life.

Many people will feel that way. Whenever they look at the city that just woke up in the morning or the city that became lively at dusk, they will burst into a strong love and reluctance for life.

Living is good.

If I’m not afraid, I need dozens of times more courage than ordinary people to say it calmly, right?

"How old are you now?" I actually want warm comfort, but what I said was such a topic.

"I was rescued when I was 2 years old. It has been 8 years since I was almost 11 years old." Zhang Yi turned around and said to me with a smile. There was even a hint of naughty in her eyes. It seemed that it was a very fun thing to see me shocked.

I was shocked, but I calmed down in an instant.

I felt sad, but I was unwilling to show that even if there was a slight sadness for Zhang Yihui to see, even if he was still a child, he did not need other people's sympathy or sadness. I was very sure of this.

"Ah, I'm quite mature." I said this. Due to my uneasy mood, I reached out to get the cigarette again.

Zhang Yihui grabbed my hand and said, "I should call you Uncle Ye. I advise you to smoke less and not to imitate my godfather. People say that people who are too worried will smoke like this. But you are not as sentimental as my godfather. You are quite manly, so there is no need to smoke for smoking."

I smiled and said, "Little kid, don't lie to me, are you 11 years old or 31 years old?"

"I'm really 11 years old. In fact, I have two godfathers. They can live like I am now. It's already very grateful to be able to live to 11 years old, let alone I can live for decades? If I take better care of myself, maybe I can get close to the lifespan of some normal people, that would be great." Zhang Yi smiled happily, really happy.

That kind of happiness is like the happiness that can make more life. It is hard for me to imagine how a child can have this mentality?

"What happened to you?" I put back the cigarette in my hand and looked at Zhang Yi in front of me. I suddenly felt that what I had experienced was? Am I not as good as a child? In fact, what is worth my fear? Is it worth my escape like this? It is worth my pain that is as neurotic as not facing reality?

"I don't really remember what happened to me. It was all told by some uncles. Look here." As he spoke, he pulled down his collar. I knew there were two wounds there. It was only the first time I saw it in full today that I felt so shocking.

It was like two hideous holes opening at the collarbone.

He pulled his collar calmly and said, "It was probably when I was young that someone caught me and practiced a little devil. Do you know the real little devil? That kind of a very powerful and terrifying one."

"I don't know very much." I really don't know very much. All my learning comes from the mountain gate. In fact, I really don't know much about a lot of common sense in the circle of cultivators.

"Anyway, as long as you know, it's very powerful. A little guy who is so powerful that he is completely powerful, I may not have been able to do it as much as my godfather. In short, these two scars were left at that time because I was hung on the hook." Zhang Yihui said lightly.

My heart suddenly tightened, and the little child was hung on the hook?! How cruel it was, I even imagined it felt like my breathing was about to pause.

"Of course, besides hanging on the hook, there are some other things? Anyway, I can't remember it. It was my two godfathers who saved me. One of them, I haven't seen him, I have only seen photos and swept his grave, but everyone told me that he is my closest person, because he saved me, and he saved his life. Do you know? My current godfather once told me that my dead godfather asked him to carry me away, but that godfather himself rushed towards a group of things you understand as zombies. Later, when their large army came and turned to find him, he had become that kind of thing, just like a zombie. My dead godfather is a real hero." At this point, Zhang Yi turned around and looked at me with his eyes a little red.

The whole process of this matter was very simple, but the thrilling and touching sacrifice made me speechless for a long time.

Is this the real circle of cultivators? Sacrifice for righteousness and defending the right path is full of danger, but it is also full of something called human favors.

Yes, it should be like this, right? Isn’t this the “jianghu” I really yearn for? No matter how earth-shaking the world happens, the real mainstream is always hanging high on the top. Most people have their own bottom line and persistence to protect.

I seemed to see the scene in my dream, the lonely figure walking alone in the snow, so I lived alone on the edge of the world. Is the same with the monster hunters in those years? What are they protecting? And what responsibilities should I bear and protect?

This few words seemed to have given me great strength and soothe my inner anxiety.

Before, I had been worried about my destiny and didn’t want to take the initiative to take the initiative to take the responsibility. Now, I find that if it was me, I should never back down.

"So, your dead godfather." I finally spoke in shock and looked back at Zhang Yi.
Chapter completed!