Chapter 80: The Past

The night has gradually calmed down, and from time to time you can hear the unique quiet sound of the night. The stars in the sky flash, as if they are telling these countless earth-shaking events that have disappeared in the historical trend.

Lying on the sky, counting the stars has been many times, but the location has changed a little, although there are still dense forests around. The sky in death has not changed here, because this is a continental sky. Although it is not the first time to look up at the night sky like this, it has been many days.

Although it hasn't been long, less than a month, it seems that a long time has passed for the feeling of Yun Feiyang. At this time, looking up at the night sky and quietly looking at the twinkling expression of the stars, it looks extremely kind.

In my confused eyes, I was in a trance. In less than a month, I had met too many people and seen too many things. Some things make themselves feel like fog and can't touch the direction; some things also make themselves have no direction to point a glimmer of light. Maybe they want to leave a mark on their visit to this continent.

There are more and more stars in the sky, and sometimes I am confused, so I want to rank them all. But how to arrange the stars? They are all very important to me! Just one night, I was facing the sky with a headache about this, and suddenly a full moon appeared in the sky!

When night fell, the night covered Mother Earth with a black veil. What about the blinking stars in the night sky? Where are they? I looked for it with my eyes and looked at it over and over again. There! They are out! One, two, three...

Stars, why are you so shiny? The stars were silent. At midnight, the evening breeze gently blew the leaves, like a kind mother, touching the sleeping child. The sparse pedestrians are walking in the dim light, and they are all busy. People came and went, and several people saw the stars shining beautifully in the sky, always so bright.

The Big Dipper, Vega, Cowherd... The stars tell a beautiful story.

Aquarius, Taurus, Sagittarius... The stars record a brilliant legend.

Oh, why are you blinking with me? Xingxing's naughty appearance is more like my coquettish little sister. Ha ha, you still blink, and if you blink again, I will also blink. In the evening air, countless eyes blinked. The stars are not alone. They also have a sister. Who is it? Yes, it's the moon. Sister Moon is waiting for her sisters and brothers early every day for fear that they will be lost.

Can the bright moon and crystal stars hang in the quiet night sky to illuminate the thoughts of broken-hearted people?

The best memory of childhood is to look up at the night sky and count the stars, one, two, three...

In my childhood, I remember that I always distinguish between starlight and airplanes in the sky. I didn't know the truth until one day when someone told me that the stars were stationary and the plane was moving at a constant speed.

I heard a little girl say when she was a child: every star in the sky is correspondingly connected with every good person on the earth. If a person dies, his soul will also ride a crane to heaven and find the position that belongs to him. Of course, this is limited to kind people. For many years, after all, this story has been stuck in my deep thinking, which is: how to write a good poem and how to be a good man!

Is it a pearl? Agate? Diamonds? Or is it a fishing fire flashing on both sides of the Milky Way? It is shiny and very transparent. I'm sure: That's obviously pure eyes as jade! How can my poetry reflect the star-like light and reflect the star-like beauty of life?

The stars in the Spring Festival Gala are much warmer, more ethereal and gratifying than the stars in winter nights. It gave me endless ethereal fantasies and an obsession as white as the old elder's cotton thread. But after all, they are real and are not mixed with hypocritical elements at all. I really want to reach out and hold these lovely spring hearts! Then, feel his warmth and taste its sincerity. Because without warmth, the world loses vitality; without sincerity, everything is almost hysterical cruel, unpredictable suspicion, crazy attack?

So, I cherish my stars so much, miss my stars, and yearn for my stars. From it, I will get rich inspiration and absorb the inexhaustible source of life. When I look at the vast night sky again and again, countless stars will tell me: Do you want to be detached? Please abandon the distractions! Do you want to be noble? Please stand up your kneeling legs!

Sometimes the clouds are thick, wrapping the stars tightly; sometimes the moonlight like water drowns its shimmer. But the stars don't care about these. What it wants is: let the poet's brush strokes point to the "bright moon" and let the astronomer's lens go to the "bright mirror"! As long as I can give people a little courage and a little love, I will be satisfied, and I will be the happiest!

Yun Feiyang fell asleep in a daze and no longer cares whether it is safe around him, and whether the middle-aged man he met today is a good person.

He has been immersed in his dreamland. Since he came to the mainland, he has been care about anything all the time. Even when he just came out of the death forest, he did not completely relax when he came to Qin Yun's house. Although he felt confused at that time and later got enlightened, he did not completely relax, but I found another goal, which is completely relaxed on the surface, but I am also vigilant in my heart and stop thinking about the next thing all the time.

And at this time, Yun Feiyang in his dreamland, in his initial memory, in his previous life, when he was not in this Elvina continent, when he was still an orphan, one night, when he was also lying looking up at the sky, Yun Feiyang, who was not sleepy at all counted like tonight. Stars, and I don't know where a girl like an elf appeared at that time. She told him the secret of the stars at night.

In the dream, Yun Feiyang not only saw the girl in his memory, but also his parents. Maybe he wanted to see them so much.

In the previous life, Yun Feiyang was an orphan. Whenever he saw a child with their parents leading him home, a little boy stood in a corner, looking eagerly at the direction they were going. At that time, he wished that his parents would come to take him home, and he knew that it was impossible to realize it, because his parents had disappeared completely.

When I came to this world, although I didn't have parents, there was a voice in my heart telling myself that their parents in this life had not disappeared. They just waited for themselves somewhere, waiting for them to find them...

The middle-aged man lay on his side and turned over. Looking at Yun Feiyang completely into deep sleep, he shook his head helplessly. As a mercenary who has been doing this for more than 20 years, of course, he will not be careless about the survival of this wild, otherwise he will not know which corner he has died in.

So the middle-aged man at that time did not completely fall asleep, but just lay there quietly to rest.

At this time, Yun Feiyang didn't even wake up. Although this sound can't wake them up at all for ordinary people, the fighters are not ordinary people, but also mercenaries. As mercenaries, their combat strength may not be as good as those who are dedicated to cultivation and have a good environment, but There is no need to question a mercenary's ability to survive in the wild.

"A rookie is a rookie. He learned from others to be a mercenary when he was only a teenager. Your boy's life is really good this time. Not only did he meet such a once-in-a-lifetime simple escort task for the first time, but more importantly, you actually met me, a good man. There is really needless to say your character." The middle-aged man looked completely asleep and his breathing had stabilized, and did not disturb his rest. Instead, he was just thinking with his eyes closed, and his perception ability was that the foreign side went out to be a guard for them.

Seeing Yun Feiyang, a 15-year-old teenager, although he is younger than the person who came out as a mercenary, although it seems to be just an escort task for this kind of mercenary who does this kind of task as soon as he debut, it is too far away, so it is still quite difficult for a mercenary rookie. Ah.

Although there are fighters who have become mercenaries at the age of 10, they have never left the city. They just take on the lowest D-level task in the city, which is to help others find things and look at home. They don't even have a chance to go out of the city to fight against the green cloud beasts, and they dare not take it.

So in the eyes of middle-aged people, a 15-year-old teenager comes out as a mercenary to do such a task. Although it is simple, it is very difficult for a mercenary rookie to do such a task, and even survive in the wild.

Looking at Yun Feiyang, the middle-aged man remembered that he had been forced to make his debut as a mercenary when he was only 10 years old, but more than 20 years have passed, but his strength has not been improved, so that he can only take on some very ordinary tasks, which has been more than 20 years. Years of hard work, I must succeed in this last task, and only B-level mercenaries will be qualified!

The middle-aged man thought that he had been a mercenary for more than 20 years for this ideal, but the hateful thing is that his strength has not changed at all as before...

In the morning, everything is silent, the sky is bright, the night is about to disappear, and the morning light of dawn slowly awakens the sleeping creatures.

The air is clear and cold, rowing a boat, slowly crossing the sea of memory, forgetting the time, but recalling the past, the morning is refreshing and light, and the clouds are light and the wind is clear.

The gray-blue dome starts from the top of the head and gradually fades into a faint green smoke bordering the horizon.

A soft fog rose in the forest, and the mountains were smeared with a soft milky white color, and the white fog rendered everything hazy and psychedelic.