Chapter 21 Sad and Happy Past in the Mist

It's more exposed. Obviously, they are two tired people, but they are not sleepy.

"Brother Hui, when I didn't see you, I wondered what kind of person could convince Ling Xiao's arrogant love. Or, who can make her self-respecting smartness suddenly make stupid and get married in a hurry to get married..."

Bai Zhi smiled at the corners of her mouth and looked at Yi Hui with her head tilted.

Yi Hui looked slightly unnatural, but silent.

"You don't know how famous Huo Lingxiao is in the world. Although she is young and has only been a year since she took over as the pharmacist, her medical skills are definitely not under the master. She has been extremely intelligent since she was a child, has the ability to never forget, and her mind is also extremely delicate and clever. The whole of the valley likes her very much. The daughter of the most beautiful woman in the world is also a fairy-like person. It's not bad to forget vulgarity.

Bai Zhi said with a smile. Huo Lingxiao is the pride of the pharmacist valley. Even if she is a woman and grows up together, Bai Zhi is not jealous of her, but appreciates her sincerely. Huo Lingxiao is talented and favored, but he has never been spoiled and arrogant and domineering. She is sensible and polite. Even if she takes over as the head of the valley and is very majestic, she still takes good care of her disciples like sisters. Few disciples in the Valley of Pharmacists do not talk about Huo Lingxiao's kindness and kindness. I'm afraid that such a woman can only stand with her, worthy of her genius, kind and beautiful.

Yi Hui nodded, but his expression was surprisingly plain.

"She is practicing medicine, covered with white gauze. Usually, few outsiders have seen the real appearance. Even so, dignitaries from all walks of life, and disciples of rich families also send valuable treasures and rare tricks in the world to the pharmacist Valley, but she has never seen people and directly returned the goods. Therefore, Huo Lingxiao can be young People with eye-catching eyes must be different..."

Yi Hui's awkward smile:

"I'm afraid I'll let you down..."

"At the beginning, there was a little disappointment," Bai Zhi was full of interest: "Brother Hui, you don't know that you are often the most unnoticed one in a room. An empty pair of good leather bags, always dressed in blue and gray coarse cloth clothes. Obviously, he is also a smart and wise one, but he never listens to you talking loudly.

Yi Hui had a peaceful smile on the corners of his mouth, gentle and calm, and did not care about the criticism of Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi hummed and smiled:

"You are like this, always uninterested. You should know, if you don't speak, no one will notice you and consider you. Obviously, he is a deeply affectionate person and a talented person. Why should he suppress himself and hide himself? Thinking about it, Ling Xiao is different after all. She probably saw your glory. Just like, she could just take me to break out of the strong enemy, to protect others and endure the pain of flare burning skin. Now she can still talk and laugh with me and listen to my nonsense here..."

Yi Hui still looks as usual and smiles faintly:

"You don't have to look up on me for this. People who practice martial arts, these injuries are nothing. In this world, there are many talents. What virtue can I have to show off and indulge? I'm probably a cold person, so I rarely say anything to others. Ling Xiao treats me deeply, and I won't fail her. She is an outstanding woman, and I also like to watch her fly happily.

A faint tone, a faint magic, Bai Zhi looked at him with some unspeakable melancholy in her heart.

is such a person. No matter how happy he has it, he doesn't care about it no matter what he has.

"Bai Zhi, what other relatives do you have at home?"

seemed to see Bai Zhi's cowardice, and Yi Hui asked tentatively.

"My family died in the plague. My grandparents, parents, brothers, they all died... It was the master who found me from the dead when he went to treat the patients, and I began to be a doctor..." Bai Zhi said, "For good, the master took us very well. Over the years, he has come here. The advantage of being a doctor is Life and death are also indifferent. If you can save one person, let him pass if he is dead..."

Bai Zhi said frankly and didn't mind.

I have been exiled in troubled times, I have seen too much misery, and all the pain has become a thing of the past.

Yi Hui was speechless for a moment.

Bai Zhi sat slightly close to Yi Hui, put her jaw against her knees, and looked up at Yi Hui's eyes:

"Is there anything sad about you? Well, why are there so many scars on your back?

Yi Hui was stunned for a moment and realized what Bai Zhi said, and the mottled scars on her back scared the girl.

"When I was a child, I studied literature and practiced martial arts. I was disobedient and lazy, so I was beaten by my master..."

"But how can children be so naughty? This is too cruel." Bai Zhi exclaimed.

"You know how naughty I was when I was a child."

"I don't believe that Brother Hui is not such a person!" Bai Zhi's eyes were bright and she looked at Yi Hui motionless.

Yi Hui was uncomfortable being stared at by her.

"Don't you want to rest? I have to hurry tomorrow."

"Tell me about your past... I'm not sleepy." Bai Zhi was in high spirits and did not give up: "I still really want to hear how naughty you used to be."

Yi Hui nodded helplessly.

Memories spread, pulling out thousands of thoughts, and the past is full of fog...

Naughty, this word has not belonged to him since childhood.

At home, with my grandmother's strict discipline and occasional naughty experiences, I was forced to be accomplice with Xiaoyueer. In the end, I always had a beating. Thinking about it, he is really bold and naughty, even if he is beaten and still can't change it. After all, at home, facing relatives, I am still a child. There are no obstacles that can't be overcome, and there are no scars that can't be erased... Although practicing martial arts is harder than children of the same age, the memories are also full of warmth...

Then, he made an irreparable mistake.

It's a flower-like age, a flower-like girl...

If he can get them back, he is willing to give everything, the so-called good skin, the so-called wisdom; if he can see them again, he is willing to bear everything, no matter how painful it is.

How can I come back? He is just a child of the family, with a grandmother, father and mother, and a lovely sister. If he can, then he is willing to bear all the hardships in the world.

However, it is impossible.

His mother abandoned him, and his father handed him over to his brother.

He can't forgive himself, and no one can forgive him.

Father's only daughter, his only sister, Mu Hanxing's only sister.

Bai Zhi tentatively wiped away the tears in Yi Hui's eyes.

"It has passed, why don't you learn to forget and forgive? Sometimes, you should not only forgive others, but also yourself.

You should also forgive yourself. He tried to start over and over again, hoping to learn martial arts well and get the approval of his father and master...

However, in Jiaxing, Master's stick and rattan left too many ugly and mottled scars on his body. Six or seven years, he didn't remember what he dared to do. When he first arrived in Jiaxing, his martial arts foundation was not like that of his brother. In order to reach the same level as his brother, he practiced hard day and night, but he still could not achieve his master's satisfaction in the first year or two. He always failed under the hands of his brothers. According to the rules of the division, he was the one who was most severely beaten in the monthly assessment. After that, his martial arts finally gradually caught up with his brother, but the master was still very dissatisfied with him and often made various harsh demands, forcing him to always break through the extreme of his body. On nine cold days, he practiced martial arts in the cold pool for a day. The deep cold destroyed his will. He prayed to the master, but in exchange for a more fierce whip. Under the hot summer sun, with injuries, he moved and jumped on the plum blossom pile and did not dare to slack off. The master kept asking him about the history of military and French, and he didn't have the ability to forget. He fought at night and night. He was so sleepy that he pricked his fingers with a silver needle to read soberly.

He has always hoped to get the recognition of his master through his efforts, but he never likes him. The steady elder brother, the honest second brother, and the clever third brother are all proud disciples of the master, and he always attracts the evil words of the master. Such a long gray day, under the whip, day after day. He carefully studied and practiced martial arts and dared not refuse anything. However, no matter what he did, the master never praised him. He was wrong. The master punished him the most cruelly. He did it well, and the master also looked useless. I don't even know when the master would be angry with him for something else. From then on, he knew that he had to hide himself. It was the safest when the master did not pay attention to him. Even if his martial arts were the highest among his peers, even if his military skills were so outstanding among the brothers.

In those days, practicing literature and martial arts filled his whole life. He didn't have time to play or even have time to rest. Even the brothers felt that he was indifferent, and the little sister even often played tricks on him. Even if he was a loving mother, he was often ignored. Such a lonely and suffocating day was six or seven years, until one day his father asked him to go home.

He has been in awe of his father since he was a child and hopes to get his father's recognition and praise. However, leaving his father for Jiaxing also alienated the father-son relationship. After that, his father remarried, and he had a new mother and two lovely brothers. His identity has become more and more awkward and dispensable at home.

His father's wedding was simple and lively. In the bustling crowd, he stood in it but couldn't find his place.

"Yi Xianggong, is this child your son?"

Suddenly, someone found him and asked.

I don't know if my father was drunk. At that moment, my father was toasting happily, turned around and looked at him vaguely.

"No..."

At that moment, for him, the sky collapsed.

He ran to the empty street. At night, it rained heavily. In the pouring rain, he knelt on the ground and cried quietly all night. After that, he never shed tears again...

When he returned home, no one noticed that he disappeared overnight.

After that, many people in the army said that he was the adopted son of Yi Xianggong.

Six months ago, I returned to my father, and my father has always been surrounded by Mu Hanxing. His father and Mu Hanxing are like father and son, and Mu Hanxing is talented, graceful and wise, and highly valued by his father and the army. And all he can do is to obey Mu Hanxing's arrangement, be a soldier safely, obey his orders, and respect his leader.

Is such a depressing life?

Originally, he didn't dare to think about it, and all the things he didn't want to think about were piled up in front of him, whether he recognized it or not.

He has no choice but to obey.

He works hard to be a good son and a good apprentice, but he is neither.

No matter what he does, he is wrong.

My father was used to ignoring him, and the master probably hated him from the bottom of his heart.

He handed over his life, but he couldn't get a choice and a little freedom.

He never dares to expect more, and never dares to resist all kinds of barriers set for him. All he can do is follow various arrangements, whether he can do it or not, whether he is happy or not, no matter what he will face next...

At night, Qiu Lu was solemn. Bai Zhi hid herself in Yi Hui's arms and reached out to touch his cheek to wipe away his tears.

"Don't do this. There are still people who care about you, Ling Xiao, me, and many people... If you don't think about those who don't like you, no one can get the likes of everyone and ignore them."

Yi Hui is speechless.

The most respected father in his life, isn't he so persistent and so hard that his father can praise him and recognize him one day?

How can you not care?

This is his last persistence and persistence. Without this point of persistence, he doubted whether he could take another step forward.

It was so cold that Yi Hui stretched out his hand to lose his internal strength to Bai Zhi little by little to give her warmth. In the slight warmth, Bai Zhi's tears flowed quietly.

In his tears, he saw Yi Hui's pale face and looked sad.

Such a bone-cut wound is hidden in his eyes. Even in front of people, he has always smiled peacefully, and I'm afraid the bottom of his heart is also an irresistible pain.

Bad luck follows, and he can't escape.

I want to give you warm people, but after all, I can only stand out of your sight.

Ling Xiao, you got a man who dares to take responsibility, but you know how to cherish and pity him.

Brother Hui, there will always be a day when Bai Zhi will let you know that you will get more rewards for your efforts.

On Yi Hui's shoulder, Bai Zhi finally fell into a deep sleep.

The autumn wind blew through.

The cold wind made Yi Hui particularly sober, and even the pain felt particularly clear, gnawing the skin of his back.

Although the woman in front of her has experienced ups and downs, she is calm and peaceful.

The next morning, the morning sun shone into the forest and sprinkled scattered golden yellow.

There are still crystal dewdrops on the leaves in the forest.

Bai Zhi looked at the bonfire in front of her that had just gone out and was still smoking with warmth, knowing that Yi Hui had not rested for about a day. Thinking that he was still injured and took care of him all night, he felt very guilty.

"Go ahead. There is a stream over there. Wash your face. Let's continue on our way. If we are lucky, maybe there will be a post station not too far ahead."

Bai Zhi nodded.

After days of running around, she didn't sleep well last night. Bai Zhi was slightly dizzy and stood up and shook.

Yi Hui naturally reached out to help her.

Suddenly, I feel that the man around me is very familiar, like a good friend for many years, a very close person who can be relied on and trusted.

Although the white horse was also injured, the situation was so good that they had to ride together and walk along the rugged road.

After Shuzhong, he gradually entered the northwest border.

The mountain road is becoming more and more dangerous and narrow. From time to time, he crossed the mountain stream and saw the huge stones around him. Yi Hui had to be very careful.

The autumn wind is bleak, rolling up the yellow leaves on the mountain from time to time, falling pieces.

The two walked along the path in the forest from morning to afternoon, walking through the continuous mountains, always with narrow paths, but along the way, they could not see the post station or even pedestrians.

Before coming, I determined this road and knew that they would go a very remote and far road. However, such desolation makes them a little worried.

The two are already thirsty, tired and hungry, but they can't see how far this road can reach a small town where they can rest.

However, there are probably the so-called Jiangnan decent people chasing behind. They have no way out, so they can only dare to move forward.

Bai Zhi was sleepy and tired. She sat on the back of the horse and was held in Yi Hui's arms, leaning against his arm and was drowsy.

Yi Hui took down the water sac and handed it to Bai Zhi:

"Drink some water and keep your strength..."

Cheer up, took a sip of water, nodded, and struggled to sit down and raise his eyes. Far away, there was a mountain village.

"Brother Hui, look, there is someone over there. We have found someone. We can find something to eat!"

Bai Zhi said excitedly.

Yi Hui's eyes also lit up and patted the horse. The horse was clear and ran to the village quickly.

Crossing a mountain beam, we arrived at the village.

However, what was first reflected in the eyes was the desolation and abnormal death.

The village is not small, and the roads are flat and wide. It can be seen that it is the result of the hard work of the villagers. However, on this flat and wide street, there are no pedestrians. The door of every family is closed, and the village is dead.

The autumn wind blew through the street, and the dust and debris filled the road in an instant. In the wind, not only the fallen leaves, but also a lot of paper money.

Bai Zhi was shocked and clutched Yi Hui's sleeve tightly.

"Where have we come?"

"Don't be afraid, it's just a mountain village. Something may happen here..."

In words, I saw a middle-aged man walking on the road and quickly pulled the man:

"Big brother, where did the people in the village go? Is there any place where we can stay?

The man looked gloomy and sad. When he saw Yi Hui and Bai Zhi, his eyes changed greatly and he was very surprised:

Where did you come from? Why don't you leave here? This village is cursed. There is a plague here. Every family in the village has died. Where can you stay? Hurry up, don't talk about this village. It's 200 miles ahead and you will reach Heyang City. Hurry up and run for your life..."